You know I can’t play it on the show but I love it.

Great originality. Love the tension between the wild mandolin and the steadier vocal melody.

nice collaboration, dig these short songs, straight to the point, fun to hear both of your vocals side by side, love the instrument choices, real cool tune!

What a teat to hear Shane and your good self working together....

Brilliant lyrics, made my smile on a gloomy day.

what just happened here.    that is certainly one way out of the predicament.   ok cool track guys, awesome collab.

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Rayons de poussière dans la lumière
Des ruines des hommes des innocents
Je ne sais pas où est passé Lucifer
Ni dans quel calice gisent nos sangs
Nuit de peaux fermes et de charmes vaporeux
Indocile ivresse des mois amoureux
Volutes enivrantes soumises
Variantes obscures éblouies
Du divan rouge au divin flou
De nos élans fous j'éteins tout
Je préfère un enfer de muscles bandés de mots sales
Qu'un paradis de chairs silencieuses molles et sages

J'ai purgé sur terre,  le vide
Les fleurs des abîmes me vont mieux
Que toutes celles qu'ils coupent depuis jadis
Je brûlerai à défaut d'être pieuse

Je lècherai les flammes des déviances arides
Je suis la coupable les tyrans pâlissent

J'ai franchi le bord du gouffre
J'ai connu la mort le doute
J'ai semé le vivant
Comme le sable 
balayé par le vent

Je vais vivement brûler
leurs cantiques incarnations
J'ai suffisamment tremblé
Sous ces infâmes actions

Je suis trop
Bien trop intense
Bien trop bavarde
Je parle trop
Trop fort trop vite
Je ne contiens pas ma vie
Je suis trop étrange
Étrange comme mes mots
Qui te poursuivent et t'étranglent

Dark Smooth Melody (Damga / La Gazelle)

A new composition inspired by a friend on Threads who posted a sunrise photo in Arizona. I love the quiet and still of the morning and I always find a sunrise peaceful, calming and a renewal of spirit for the day.

Lyrics:

Woke up to the quiet of the dawn
A brush of gold where the shadows had drawn
Sunlight on the horizon, a brand-new day
Chasing away all the troubles that fade


Smiles spread like wildfire
Life’s sweet energy flowing in rhythm 
As the light dances through the air
A canvas of hope where darkness once fell


Oh, the sunrise, it’s gleaming bright in the sky
Warming my heart, like a sweet lullaby
Feel the glow, it’s a river of gold
Washing over my soul, making me whole



And I breathe it in, this moment we share
A calm in the chaos, and love fills the air
Right now, I’m happy, I’ve found my way
In this morning light, I’m alive today


Watch the morning light rise slowly, let it wrap you tight
In the arms of this sunrise, everything feels right
Oh, I am happy, I am at peace
At least for one day, let my worries cease

Mastered Track: Distrokid Mixea
Music and Lyrics by Len Bennati FM Folk 2025

Morning Light

Best of me
Written and Recorded by ThreePhotons Jan 2025


Written in B-flat Major for my wife 😉
Trying for a vintage jazz sound. Thanks for listening. 
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Technical Details:

Rhythm Guitar: Gibson ES 175
Lead Guitar: Gibson ES 335
Guitar Amplifier: Fender George Benson Hot Rod Deluxe
Fender pedal board: Line 6 delay

Bass Guitar: Fender Squire recorded with API 505 DI
Mics: a pair of Royer r10 ribbons on guitars
Mic: AEA R44 vocals
Mic preamps: API 312

Mixer: API 24 channel summing mixer (8200/7800)
Stereo Bus processing (API EQ and API compressor)
Final mix down to a MARA MCI JH110 1/4inch 2-track at 15 ips using ATR Master Tape.

Best of me

Saxophony

'irate' with Harmful if Followed 

Harmful: lyrics, vocals
Scotty: lyrics, vocals, mandolin, guitar, cuica 

I’ve got this problem, mate.
Perhaps you could relate.
It's my woman. She's gone irate. 

Mate I’ve been telling you for years 
That crazy lady ain’t worth all them tears
She’s mentaler than you
And that’s quite hard to do 
Mate come live with me
I’ve not thought about the physical side but I suppose we could suck it and see 

Mate, everything sounds lovely.

irate (with Harmful if Followed)

Hermosa

Billions Of Years From Now came about as I pondered this endless plight of humanity, and the apparent possibilities of our extinction by our own hands, which does seem diametrically opposed to our oft benign nature, especially during crises. These aren’t original ideas, as so many others throughout history have thought about this as well. To Love The World Anyway is a phrase that asks us to care about the world even in difficult times, through personal hardship and suffering, by accepting the world as it is. When I first heard this phrase, I laughed at its apparent, naive folly. Over the years though, as I cared for plants and animals, and helped others (often begrudgingly)… I was slowly learning about what loving the world anyway really means. It is kinda like weathering a storm, while simultaneously balancing anger and frustration with compassion and unconditional love. Being a parent has taught me a lot about this as well. In other news… we just endured a powerful winter blizzard, with heavy snow, and strong winds that caused a lot of snow drifting. The best drift in the yard was in my driveway. It is 4 feet deep. After the storm blew through, the temps dropped to well below zero. I was outside shoveling for a good part of the day. A neighbor with a backhoe was plowing out our drifted-in road, and was making a few 15 foot piles of snow along the way. Some of us were essentially snowed in. There are thick ice jams on the roof which have revealed another place I’ll need to patch this spring. During the winter, I usually go up on the roof and shovel the deep snow off of it. Later that day, I put extra forage out for the animals, and noticed one rabbit had holed up underneath an old couch I have outside on the porch. The local elk herd (Wapiti) is down out of the mountains now. The herd can be seen in the hay fields just down the road from here. They head for the windswept, south facing knolls, and it is fascinating to see how they survive in this harsh climate. Once in a late night blizzard, I had to stop on the road, and was engulfed in the elk herd as they passed by. There were a hundred or so in the herd. Well, hope you like this song. Thanks for dropping by, Mark

Billions Of Years From Now

If You Could See Me Now,   Gene Jumper,  Elvis ( cover song )

Cros The Line

Jar Of Jarre 18

Scotty. (almost) everywhere. Hasty home recordings in between realities while the children are (sometimes) quiet or at their mom's.

irate (with Harmful if Followed)

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