12% faster. Vocals up a fifth. Just thinking. Kind of nice

Nice idea but maybe to much repetition of the same strumming

Nice job.  I like the way your voice sounds and it really suits the lyric.

This track has a nice Nick Drake vibe to it - reminds me of his Northern Sky

Was it hard to go
Was it hard to leave
Such a long walk home
So hard to find sleep

I know
Quite voilent at times always being alone

I know
fuck living this life that just left you alone

It was that crowd
And then there were you
All the time they were laughing
Not quite sure what to do

I know
Quite voilent at times always being alone

I know
fuck living this life that just left you alone

I know
I know
No idea what to say, but I know

Living  Alone

Living Alone

Are You Ready To Move On?

ES LA MONTAÑA O ERES TÚ.

https://youtu.be/1r-4gE0n8Zs?si=3bQLoXRKABnFpuC1

Mis tímpanos se ahogan,
allá el sol se escondió,
es la montaña o eres tú,
aire que pasa y se va,
raya el cielo azul,
sin desbordar la luz tenue que se marcha.

Un gramo de piedra,
pretexto de café,
es la montaña o eres tú,
o es tu mirada que se va,
viene y se va,
a renacer la luz tenue que se marcha.

Y sobre el mineral,
el calor se extinguió,
es la montaña o eres tú,
río que viaja y se va,
escapa y se va,
brota de la luz tenue que se marcha.

CRÉDITOS:
Orlando Anaya Rosales: Batería.
José Alfredo Alvarado Márquez: Guitarras.
Carlos Lino Donato: Teclados y piano.
Paulino Robles Monroy: Voz.
Akane: Portada.
Sojue Stradac: Composición, mezcla, master, letras, bajo, guitarras, teclados, voz.

SILENCIOS

Es la montaña o eres tú

FROM GOD
Felt so damn sure
Never to be one of them
Yet here I am
Chasing hights when I can

Cocaine
Cocaine
Mountains of cocaine
Oh God, cocaine

I want back up there
A little closer to the sky
Where I Feel the magic
As I get that high

With razor sharp mind
Im the man I want to be
My worries are gone
Theres no fear left in me

Cocaine
Cocaine
Mountains of cocaine
Oh God, cocaine

Cocaine
Cocaine
No, not that filthy blow
Cocaine from God


.
Wondering how habbits are obtained so easily, yet so hard to kick

From having my place; when lunching at work, dining at home, or side of my double bed; theres always this spot i prefer ower others

Then of course theres coffee and cigarettes, thats really beyond me how could ever turn into habbits. Tasted like poison first times, disturbed my digestive system, knowingly gave rotten breath and ugly teeth. Yet I turned them into habbits pretty fast, and now theres no morning without.

I was thinking about this, and wondered if I could squeeze out a healthy habbit if keeping at it for a while, even if I didnt like it at first.

I decided to try mountain hiking, which I concidered an awful activity. So much so, that I almost feared it.

Long story short: 
Afer a week or so i had stopped battling myself to get going.

After maybe a month, I did not have to motivate myself for this anymore.

The unexpected event of endorfines being released from my brains reward system at every top, resonated rather well with the junkie still hiding somewhere in me, and secured a smile on my face for rest of the day, and probably aso motivated me for next trip

The true reward is gained over time though:
A domino effect of boosts that enhance eachother.
Selfasteem, sharper mind, general wellbeing,
social skills and almost effortlessly dealing with stuff are just a few of the lifted traits from the top of my head

Theres magic in the mountains, I dont know how else to put it.
No man will ever create a drug that can compare to what is found on every top. 
And;
It will always be free
It wil always be available,
and it will always be without any bad side effects.
Im not kidding
Theres only good stuff with this shit,
and I really want as many as possible to discover this

If struggeling with some nasty habbits, or just in need of a better life
You know..
Do the mountains

Cocaine
Cocaine
Mountains of cocaine
Cocaine from God

Released by:
Odd Roar Vindstad

From God.

From God

Mixed and mastered by Jeffro ( http://www.jeffromixesyou.com/ )

Chord progression intro/verse: G-F-G-C-G-F-G-F-C
chorus: 4 X (C-G-F-G) / - G-F-G-F-G-C
Made with Amplesounds ample guitar martin plugin
Lyrics:
Oh
When you cook for me
Your curves and moves
The harmony

Love
Not just cookery
There's so much more
To this scenery

Oh
From your moves, it's clear
That summer dress
Is all you wear

Oh
It teases me
Seductivly
Irresistably

I can see your different levels merging into one
Affection turns euphoric; fire burns until we`re drained and numb

chorus:
Watching you in that dress
Preparing something for us
Ticks all my boxes
And blows my mind every time

I was a humble man
Unruffled and low-key
Now I'm as close to heaven as
As any guy will ever be

All I can do is embrace
Not meant to understand
Blessed in mysterious ways
You are my woman
And I am your man

verse2:
Oh
​Such diversity
And quantity
​In qualities

Oh
Such a compliment
To your discipline
The shape you`re in

Oh
So reliable
Yet unpredictable
Its impossible

Oh
Highly flammable
Can be magical
Or not at all

Maybe diagnosable a few of your traits
So great at your best, I`ll take the hellfire that follows your grace

chorus:
Watching you in that dress
Preparing something for us
Ticks all my boxes
And blows my mind every time

I was a humble man
Unruffled and low-key
Now I'm as close to heaven as
As any guy will ever be

All I can do is embrace
Not meant to understand
Blessed in mysterious ways
You are my woman
And I am your man

Summer Dress

HORMIGA

https://youtu.be/J7I4dtEd-g4

"Yo me llamo Domingo Espinoza,
yo soy... me quedo en la iglesia,
¿Cómo se llama? yo soy... yo no soy mero mero de aquí,
yo soy de Tlanchinol".

Trueno intenso,
tiempo negro,
viento frío,
llueve intenso,
olor a fresco.

Dolerá hormiga.

"Allá de Tlanchinol, allá de la Sierra de la Huasteca,
cerca de Tampico, ¿Si conoces Tampico o no conoces?".

Luna blanca,
pecho lleno,
cae neblina,
sube y gira,
cae a tierra.

Dolerá hormiga.

"Ajajajajajajá, acá na'más pues,
a que esta persona es este,
y yo me quedaba aquí atrás,
aquí, aquí me queda... ¿Cómo se llama...?
aquí me quedaba atrás".

Campo abierto,
solo cielo,
cerro abajo,
viene fiero,
sopla en serio.

Dolerá hormiga.


Composición, producción, mezcla y master: Sojue Stradac Portada: Mis dibujos + Leonardo AI

SILUETAS

Hormiga

Jigs Tripping Belgium Music sent to Australia to Gary Hayward Lyrics and vocals recorded at Ramrod studios Sydney mixed and mastered by Herman Kovacs

Seeds Of Life Gary Hayward Lyrics and Vocals Jigs Tripping music © Copyright

All is Nothing 
Lyrics 
 (guitar riff I made on an old steel-stringer, then reconstructed in amplesounds acoustic martin plugin, and is not me playing)

V 1:
Out of this world, or out of my mind?
One in a million, or one of a kind?
Made in his picture or part of my own?
Blessed among the lonely, or cursed here alone?

Chorus:
I had this dream where I saw all as nothing
And it made perfect sense to me
Am I insane to fear that all is nothing?
No space or time, just fantasy

v 2:
Wide awake or sound asleep
I always trust what I perceive
If I must wake up to recognize a dream
Awareness altered further could change everything

Chorus:
I had this dream where I saw all as nothing
And it made perfect sense to me
Am I insane to fear that all is nothing?
No space or time, just fantasy

V 3:
Staying sane by keeping faith.
Let reason go for peace of mind.
Ask no questions. Expose no lies.
Trust your God and pray for death and demise.
My best advice

All as Nothing

All is Nothing

Eddie Q - Girl in my Red Cabriolet.

ICD10: F60.3 Jersey housewife Roberta spices up her boring life by reading personal ads, especially those of a mysterious denizen of New York City named Susan.

One of Susan's ads proposes a rendezvous with her suitor.

Roberta secretly tags along. 

But when her voyeuristic joke ends in permanent memory loss, Roberta begins to gather a lot of unwanted attention.

feels like I’m going to lose my mind

A song about rain and memories. The remix version is also on this soundcloud page. 

Faster Than the Rain

Lofoten Isles, Norway
More than 25 years as a rookie in my belt
Making music is, for me, primarily a creative exercise and something I like to do for recreational purposes.
I love the fact that anyone can take a guitar, their DAW, or whatever. Even just pen and paper, and come up with something special and unique that has never been heard or written before.
This opportunity—regardless of experience and talent—to enter a universe and go places no one has set foot before is almost like magic. 
If I were a soccer player with comparable skills and potential, I'd be struggling deep down in the non-league system and would certainly not impress much playing in the Premier League alongside Salah, Rodri, and those guys. Still, I could contribute at some level and play matches that served as an arena for the locals to socialize and meet. 
And dont forget that even at those levels,  there are amazing dribbles made and spectacular goals are scored once every blue moon

Cheers
Odd Roar

Living Alone

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