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😘🤗🌎🌞🎯🏝😍🥂A special thank you to Moo (moo) for making this possible & really aiming to please... He's easy to work with, & incredibly talented at reformulating an existing piece & bringing it to an amazing sonic beauty's fruition...
The results are delightful & irresistible! You can find him & his wonderful works here on the link below:) 
https://soundcloud.com/moo_music
Please enjoy our newest creation for our 1st time together! 
Thank you for listening! 🙏🏼❣

Weekend Getaway (Remix) Moo & Lady ElectroTrek

Weekend Getaway (Remix) (MOO & Lady ElectroTrek)

OldGuitarLoop2015
One take backing and lead on looper pedal , improvisation

picture: me, evolved through StableDiffusion AI

#003 BucketHead/MaggotBrain Tribute- RAW

another time with Adrians beats, me guitar and vocals

Luv U

A new collaroration with the talented Cosmic Keanu(https://soundcloud.com/cosmic_keanu) around another Robert E. Howard character.
Returning to his Homeland after a life of slaying dark creatures across the globe, Kane finds only sorrow and regret there before an eerie howl drives him on the road:

The white gulls wheeled above the cliffs,
     the air was slashed with foam,
The long tides moaned along the strand
     when Solomon Kane came home.
He walked in silence strange and dazed
     through the little Devon town,
His gaze, like a ghost’s come back to life,
     roamed up the streets and down.

The people followed wonderingly
     to mark his spectral stare,
And in the tavern silently
     they thronged about him there.
He heard as a man hears in a dream
     the worn old rafters creak,
And Solomon lifted his drinking-jack
     and spoke as a ghost might speak:

“There sat Sir Richard Grenville once;
     in smoke and flame he passed,
“And we were one to fifty-three,
     but we gave them blast for blast.
“From crimson dawn to crimson dawn,
     we held the Dons at bay.
“The dead lay littered on our decks,
     our masts were shot away.

“We beat them back with broken blades,
     till crimson ran the tide;
“Death thundered in the cannon smoke
     when Richard Grenville died.
“We should have blown her hull apart
     and sunk beneath the Main.”
The people saw upon his wrists
     the scars of the racks of Spain.

“Where is Bess?” said Solomon Kane.
     “Woe that I caused her tears.”
“In the quiet churchyard by the sea
     she has slept these seven years.”
The sea-wind moaned at the window-pane,
     and Solomon bowed his head.
“Ashes to ashes and dust to dust,
     and the fairest fade,” he said.

His eyes were mystical deep pools
     that drowned unearthly things,
And Solomon lifted up his head
     and spoke of his wanderings.
“Mine eyes have looked on sorcery
     in the dark and naked lands,
“Horror born of the jungle gloom
     and death on the pathless sands.

“And I have known a deathless queen
     in a city old as Death,
“Where towering pyramids of skulls
     her glory witnesseth.
“Her kiss was like an adder’s fang,
     with the sweetness Lilith had,
“And her red-eyed vassals howled for blood
     in that City of the Mad.

“And I have slain a vampire shape
     that sucked a black king white,
“And I have roamed through grisly hills
     where dead men walked at night.
“And I have seen heads fall like fruit
     in the slaver’s barracoon,
“And I have seen winged demons fly
     all naked in the moon.

“My feet are weary of wandering
     and age comes on apace;
“I fain would dwell in Devon now,
     forever in my place.”
The howling of the ocean pack
     came whistling down the gale,
And Solomon Kane threw up his head
     like a hound that snuffs a trail.

A-down the wind like a running pack
     the hounds of the ocean bayed,
And Solomon Kane rose up again
     and girt his Spanish blade.
In his strange cold eyes a vagrant gleam
     grew wayward and blind and bright,
And Solomon put the people by
     and went into the night.

A wild moon rode the wild white clouds,
     the waves in white crests flowed,
When Solomon Kane went forth again
     and no man knew his road.
They glimpsed him etched against the moon,
     where clouds on hilltop thinned;
They heard an eery echoed call
     that whistled down the wind.

Solomon Kane’s Homecoming (read by Cosmic Keanu)

What is real love? Is there something we can all agree on? Does it even matter? I have no clue. This song is about not finding the right person, but close enough to right person. Thus "Bootleg Heart", do you get it? And the "Art of Creation"? Hell if I know what that even means other that falling in love is a creation of something. Don't make me cry.

Bootleg Hearts And The Art of Creation

Under The Strobe Lights

Written, arranged and produced by Davide Angelini
Vocals & instruments: Davide Angelini
Recording: 2008/2009
Album: RAPTURED BY THE SOUND
Originally: (p)&(c) 2013 Davide Angelini
This mix & remaster: (p)&(c) 2022 Davide Angelini

Lyrics:

MISTRAL
Forget your troubles and open the door
Take the front road, don't delay anymore
The rainbow shows you the den of the sun
Open your mind, let the fantasy run

(Mistral)
The wind takes you away
(Mistral)
To the end of the day
(Mistral)
On the sky's thread you stay
(Mistral)
The wind takes you away
The air supports you protecting your fly
Nomore desires, nomore fears if you try

Leave now your troubles and set free your mind
Dance with the mountains, the sea, the skyline
The rainbow shows you the den of the sun
Don't be afraid and begin now to run

(Mistral)
The wind takes you away
(Mistral)
To the end of the day
(Mistral)
On the sky's thread you stay
(Mistral)
The wind takes you away
The air supports you protecting your fly
Nomore desires, nomore fears if you try

Be happy now, the Creation's for you
Everything is the best thing to do
Open you mind, set the fantasy free
Dance with your feet on the top of the trees

(Mistral)
The wind takes you away
(Mistral)
To the end of the day
(Mistral)
On the sky's thread you stay
(Mistral)
The wind takes you away
The air supports you protecting your fly
Nomore desires, nomore fears if you try

(c) 2013 Davide Angelini

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