moooooooooooooore of this. mooooooooooore

how this solo comes in so smoothly, big spice in this, the right dose!

i had , because i got the car back from the tirechange and some other small maintance things, and turned on the boardcomputer, i barely hear radio, but ther is this oldschool one who one of the mechanics kinda had on while cleaning the car and stuff, nirvana was playin and man, the first thing which came on my mind was you. but im not sayin youre "nirvana" , for me man, not trying to compare, there is like a billion of lightyears inbetween you still, where you are the center of the universe,  kurt cobain might not reach this in a trillion² of expanding lifecycles, what you manage to trigger with your music man

Such a legit oldschool grunge sound !! Really cool mix of raw sound and melody, so classic, nice work!

Okay I'm nuts about this retro-sounding guitar tone & pattern! Such a joy to listen here XOXOXO

Your 2020 Playback

Ninguna Otra - Chris George

lyrics:
ah

she could say
man, you try so hard
showin up each night
must have somethin on your heart
but she was just kind

the way she faked her smile
maybe I was blinded by the light
by surprise caught you with my eyes
yeah you are all I want
all of a sudden
in my life

cuando la veas, te gustara, ah
no miraras a ninguna otra, ah

you can say what you want
but I left my mark
in your territory
girl I am your problem
find some fool that fights for you 
yeah find some fool that fights for you
like I do, like I do, like I do, like I do
and all you do is stay cool, then stay cool
see where it takes you, see where it takes you

ah
girl I am your problem

cuando la veas, te gustara, ah
no miraras a ninguna otra, ah
cuando la veas, te gustara, ah
no miraras a ninguna otra, ah

genre: indie pop, slow rock, ambient, shoe gaze, dream pop

Ninguna Otra - Chris George

In "Black Tainted Heart", Esplanada delivers a tense and mesmerizing track, where the guitars cut like flashes of lightning and the bass pulses like a heart on the edge. The impassioned vocals explore the shadows and light of a scarred soul that still stands tall. Balancing rock intensity with emotional depth, it’s a song that strikes as much as it soothes, leaving a lasting mark in its wake.

Black Tainted Heart

island-echoes

Transcendental Demo 3 (no vocal)

My Own

Into Gray

Thank You for Taking a Listen..

Love & Light sent...

La Lisa Magdaleno & Russell Laing

Elements

Not Enough time

Six Feet from Heaven

© 2020 Ayushman Dasgupta
WRITTEN, PRODUCED AND PERFORMED BY The Shaolin Sniper.

Lyrics:
verse 1
its a battlefield out there that's all rigged with mines
and every single step takes you across enemy lines
and its chaos unrest and how the fuck you gonna get through
when the persons you trust are the first to back stab you ?
Everywhere you look there are packs of scavengers to feed on you
its a hunter and hunted game depends on which side are you ?
Do you got what it takes to make it to the other side?
no one cares if you don't cause you'll be in that body pile

Hook
you know there's no point trying to run or hide,
cause someone or the other's gonna die tonight
and there's nowhere to go at the end of the lane
when you're born to live and play a dead man's game

oh your time's up

verse 2
the clock starts to counts down time to move turn around
time to either stand your ground or end up six feet underground
its every man for himself, grab anything you got off the shelf
and open fire or go stealth whatever it takes now to keep your health
and keep your calm and keep your head,
and hold your breath and keep your blood and lose your soul but keep your mind do anything to flee your death
Do you got what it takes to make it to the other side?
well if you don't no one cares cause you'll be in that body pile

Repeat Hook

Survive or Die

The Shaolin Sniper - Survive or Die

Different scenarios of jealousy in a relationship from a male and female perspective.  ...and no isn't based on personal experience.  :)

JEALOUSY  -  JunkHeap (c) Jul 2020

There they are in a restaurant, candle light.
Couples absorbing the vibe.
Then she looks at this guy walking by...

Jealousy.
Her boyfriend feels...

Ohh don't play around,
Ohh don't play with it,
Ohh don't play around with my heart.
He said
Don't play around.

Uh oh, things end early he leaves the scene.
She pays the bill and walks outside 
to confront him by the car.
They love each other deeply.

All that matters is the love between them.
They both fear the other will leave them.

Jealousy.

And it's the same on the other side.
At the concert this lady gives him a look,
he smirks, his girl fumes, he's being a jerk.

Jealousy.
She feels...

Ohh don't play around,
Ohh don't play with it,
Ohh don't play around with my heart.
She said.
Don't play around.

Ohh don't play around,
Ohh don't play with it,
Ohh don't play around with my heart.
Don't play around.

Jealousy

Based on the Bruno Jasieński's poem "Morga"

Przy­je­cha­li czar­ną, za­mknię­tą ka­ret­ką.
(Był wie­czór... je­sien­ny wie­czór...
Bło­to - sple­en - za­pa­trze­nie...)
Wy­nie­śli coś cięż­kie­go, na­kry­te­go płach­tą.
Po­sta­wi­li no­sze na ka­mie­nie.
Ro­bi­li rzecz zwin­nie.
Lam­pa oświe­tla­ła ich ja­sno, bia­ło.
Było ci­cho... Deszcz śpie­wał w ryn­nie...
Ko­nie czła­pa­ły ko­py­ta­mi...
(... Coś się sta­ło... Coś się sta­ło...)


Przy­sta­nę­ło kil­ku cie­ka­wych.
Pa­trzy­li. Py­ta­li.
Do­la­ty­wa­ły po­je­dyn­cze sło­wa.
Ja­kaś roz­mo­wa ury­wa­na, krót­ka,
Pro­wa­dzo­na ści­szo­nym stac­ca­tem...

... 25 lat ... Pro­sty­tut­ka...
... sub­li­ma­tem ...
Pod­nie­śli no­sze. We­szli do sie­ni.
(Deszcz pa­dał... kro­ple tłu­kły o dach...)
Je­den świe­cił im z przo­du la­tar­nią.
(... Ta­niec cie­ni ...)
Po­nie­śli w dół po lep­kich, wy­śli­zga­nych scho­dach
Do ogrom­nej, skle­pio­nej piw­ni­cy.
No­sze sta­ły rzę­dem.
Coś czar­ne­go mi­gnę­ło... prze­pa­dło...
Może szczur?... Może cień z uli­cy?...
Je­den świe­cił la­tar­nią.
Przy­sta­nął.
Po­sta­wi­li pod ścia­ną.
Wy­tar­li gło­śno nosy.
Wy­szli.


Klucz zgrzyt­nął w zam­ku...
Jesz­cze ci­che od­da­lo­ne gło­sy...
Jesz­cze kro­ki cich­ną­ce na górę...
(... Jak my­śli ... jak my­śli ...)
Po­tem tur­kot po bru­ku za bra­mą...
I nic...
Ci­sza...
Ciem­no...
Zo­sta­wi­li SAMĄ, zu­peł­nie SAMĄ ...
Samą jed­ną na ubo­czu.

No­sze sta­ły sze­re­giem nie­ru­cho­me, na­kry­te.
Noga przy no­dze.
Z kąta bły­snę­ła para zie­lon­ka­wych oczu ...
Jed­na ... Dru­ga ...
Wpa­try­wa­ły się dłu­go, ba­daw­czo ...

Coś sze­le­ści­ło po mo­krej ka­mien­nej pod­ło­dze ...

Na gó­rze pa­li­ły się lam­py.
Chod­ni­kiem wlókł się ja­kiś pi­ja­ny ro­bot­nik,
Wiecz­ny po oce­anach ulic ar­go­nau­ta.


Uli­cą z świ­stem sy­ren ści­ga­ły się auta.

Morga

Recovery

https://soundcloud.com/agnosturaelwar/sets/octobre-collaborative-works-on

Ingvar's challenge accepted - thanks so much for the opportunity

2020-10-03

AE Octobre - Invitation 04

The Day After the Day After

My instrumental take on Bill Wither's "Ain't No Sunshine".

Music by Mahan Mahan

Recorded @ Pahlavi Sound Studios, Mama Shadi's basement, Los Angeles, CA, USA 12/2020

Ain't No Sunshine - Instrumental

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