Deep and probing, and as you suggest, in a dream-like way. Plenty of good bass on my monitors, but that happens to me, too, with some of my mixes on laptop speakers.

This is a beautiful song, Marty, and I'm sure what you were trying to portray was some abstract thought that we can't imagine.

Excellent "dreamscape" from your guitar!!!...

A really expressive track,, almost akin to mornful whalesong, i really like this impressive work

A powerful and dreamy surreal journey - I also love that guitar sound! :)

nice guitar playing ,clean smooth sounds!

Original Country song inspired by the TV Show "American Pickers".

INDIAN IN THE BACKYARD (Lyrics Tony & Phillip - vocal/guitar Phillip Clarkson)Original 2014

Music & Lyrics by Gelow Foster

I love EVERY Gelow song... this one struck me when I first started surfing the clouds. Surreal lyrics in a cry for nature and an outstanding structure. The BIG challenge was to maintain the energy that he puts into everything he does.
You'll understand ALL if you go here : https://soundcloud.com/gelow-foster
Cheers Sir Gelow for playing the collaborating game with me.
Thanks also to https://soundcloud.com/thomasbrunkard for guiding me through it when I was "slightly" lost :) !

Spiders 
Who cares ? Not them 
Whispers 
Who plays that game ? 

Is that so ? 
Is that so ? 

Who cares ? 
Who dares ?
To overtake rules with funny eels 

Who cares ? 
My friends 
A silly red ant on a table wine
A sparow and owl are in the red 
My optician jokes with funny moles 

Is that so ? 
Is that so ? 

Who cares ? 
Who dares ?
To overtake rules with lazy bees

Who cares ? 
My friends 
My grandfather's swan is a renegade 
He traveled as well on a butterfly
My grandmother, so ? She's a mohican

I ask the poor and the frog on the tree 
and they both answer so ?
We are just dancing with Helen of Troy 
Snobbery ? Is that so ?

Is that so ? 
Is that so ? 

Spiders 
Who cares ? Not them 
Whispers 
Who plays that game ? 

After the snow we read a book 
After the Pole 'bout rock and roll 
I ask the poor and the frog on the tree 
And they both answer so ?
We are just dancing with Helen of Troy 
Snobbery ? Is that so ? 

Is that so ? 
Is that so ? 

mOag w/GelOw fOster - Is that sO ?

Kelen Helvetia - You And I - Cover (Lady Gaga) 2015

Kelen Helvetia - You And I - Cover (Lady Gaga)

(Whatever Happened To) Reason

There is blood on my hands
and I can’t tell you why
Was it me who pulled the trigger 
Who’s left to testify
(Repeat)

Whatever happened to reason 
Whatever happened to reason
It’s time to say goodbye 

Did my eyes get wet
I came to pacify 
Trouble is my teacher 
It won’t pass me by
Trouble is my preacher 
It won’t pass you by

(Refrain)

Photo: David Rush

(Whatever Happened To) Reason

“See How Life Turns Out For You”

Grandma is living in a retirement home for the old
Her family has money but not the means to care for her at home

See how life turns out for you!
Love your mom and father, too!

Grandma eats three meals daily in a room made up of antique chairs
She rarely has appetite and leaves most the food but no one’s ‘ware

See how life turns out for you!
Eat your meat and veggies, too!

Grandma hosts no one except the nurses with cold, pale, dry hands:
	They make her bed each morning
	They dress her while she’s squirming
	They hoist her in her wheelchair
They roll her here, there, everywhere
	They change her senior diapers
	They bathe her in the shower
	They give her pills to swallow
	They bed her til tomorrow

Grandma has no friends at the retirement home for the old
Residents tell her stories in which not a thing is ever told

See how life turns out for you!
Find good friends and keep them, too!

Someday you’ll be old, too!
Someday you’ll be alone, too!

Grandma plays bingo every Wednesday and Sunday after lunch
She always is winning but it never seems to amount to much

See how life turns out for you!
Practice bingo and rummy, too!

Grandma sits in bed waiting for visitors that never come:
	Her eldest is a royal bitch
	Her only son’s a narcissist
	Her middle is incompetent
	Her youngest is a bon vivant
	Her nephews are oblivious
	Her nieces are ridiculous
	Her friends are all sick and bed-rid
	Her husband’s dead, good luck for him

Grandma cries for the days when she could live her life all on her own
Recalls the past only fondly and laments the present with a moan

See how life turns out for you!
Care for body and mind, too!

Grandma will die in her retirement home for the old...

- - -
Music by Corey Ball

Lyrics by August Lysy

Music by Spencer Martin

See How Life Turns Out

SHADOW

Unknown album (12/20/2020 12:55:57 PM)

Discovering light

On their new LP, LIKE A REAL SHADOW (Mandinga Records), the pair maintains their garage squall and dives even further into hypnotic blues riffs and throbbing insistent drum pulse—what one listener called the “car with one square wheel” rhythm. Their choice of cover songs—obscure blues and sanctified numbers—show them moving even further from anything like “listener expectations.”

The Luxurious Faux Furs - Send Me Your Pillow

The Benediction of Being

Awake in a Dream

Riding on a raft.
The size of myself times two.
At least I can lie down here, he observed.
But there he stood, bearing the waves 
With style and grace.
Not the freak-out craze 
you'd expect
From a giraffe riding on a raft.

Then he said...
At sea, at night, with the moon as my light.
On a raft with a sail, nothing else in sight.
The insistent waves, the clenching winds.
Blowing tight in my sail.
Then a kick in the shins.
I tuck my tail under.  Tuck it real tight.
And skip across like a stone.
A flash in the night.
I leave behind a rooster tail wake.
Just a wake in my dream.

I see her out there.
20–foot tall if she’s an inch.
Her raft-a wreck-a victim to the waves.
I snatch her out just in time and see she's so fine. 

So I decided this is just fine.
Better than continuous solitude 
On a big raft. 
With room for one more.
In a dream I took her flowers.
Yes a dream within a dream! 

And today she's my mate,
 who kind of won't stop cursing me.
But who otherwise is just fine. 

I feign deafness- a common giraffe reaction. 
Till she starts ramming my neck with her horns. 
Is she mean- or just want some attention?
Or to show some affection?

I never have understood girl giraffes. 
That’s just something I thought I should mention.

The mangoes. Growing in a grove.
I lift one to her mouth.  Trying to be nice.
She bites down, and it squirts back into my face.
She licks me down...
And it's just…
It’s polite to divert one's eyes at this point.

Just when a new subspecies is about to appear…
We find ourselves in a blinding fast muscle car.
Blue lights closing in.
One foot on the brake, and one on the spin. 
Forward in time, ready to blast.
No recollection after that.
Just a big blur and a flat.

Just her face surrounded by fireflies…
I tell her all my secrets. I confess all my lies.
Sometimes after that is when she swings her horns into my neck.
Where did she ever get lashes that long?
Soon we find a shady spot.
And soon some little small bodies hit the floor.

But now we’re passing again
Into the whirl of the wind.
Out on a raft.
A calm sea at night.
The moon glowing light. 
All this to my complete delight.

Now basically, my needs are simple.
I practice my rear kick. But haven’t needed it in a while.
I have placed my mark in distant places. 
I thank my maker.
I give love to my mate.
I teach my sons how to be a man.
And how to dream dreams
The best they can.

And her eyelashes still flutter.
The girl I met.
Who has joined me.
Lying awake in a dream.

awake in a dream

open strings

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