Yandel VS Mavado (Dramantic Remix)

Dedicated to some folks in my life who've picked me up along the way, especially through music...

This is one I'm pretty proud of.  Oddly, it's the first time I’ve written a full original song with me singing my own lyrics. I'm joined by the uber talented @TexMex-Shaman, who is wielding the lead electric guitar starting at the first verse through to the end. (this is the second time now where my vocal melody is partly inspired by his magical playing!) He also lends his mastering skillz to great effect here. Thanks TMS for truly bringing this to life with your playing! 
All other instruments are played by me on the keyboard - acoustic guitar, bass, organ, Wurlitzer electric piano, 2nd electric guitar (the higher one in verse 2), horns, drums & percussion, words and voice. The chorus is supposed to sound like a 60's soul song, like Marvin Gaye meets Van Morrison. 
If you play this more than once I'm sorry but I'm afraid you'll be stuck with it in your head all day.  :)

This one's a personal one for me, so thanks for listening, and for picking us up with your music!

LYRICS: 

Verse 1
alone in the corner, that old six string whispers to me
ah but when daddy played, he could set your spirit free 
like the drops in the rain, or a forest tall and green
there's music alive all around
and mamma she told me, you must listen for more than the sound
and hear with your heart

Chorus     
(And then she’d) 
pick me up higher, pick me up higher, pick me up higher
pick me up, lift me up, build me up,  
pick me up higher, pick me up higher, pick me up higher
pick me up, lift me up, build me up, 
pick me up higher 

Verse 2
Now I’m writing my own song… makin’ music with old friends and new
But the joy of my days, are my beautiful daughter and you
And when you play that song, she would close her eyes and sway
all the while as she sings
And man when I hear her, whispered memories they lift me up still
like a bird on the wind

Chorus  

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Other credits: 
-second verse sample of 'Take Me Home, Country Roads' (by John Denver), performed by my 9 yr old daughter
-image design by me using Chat GPT
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here's a link to just the final chorus vocals and horns isolated: 
https://soundcloud.com/user-432503709/pick_me_up_vox_isolated

and here's a link that features mainly the sax solo & horn section:
https://on.soundcloud.com/y1PR8xv69y77n5CY5w
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here's some pictures I took:
https://500px.com/p/MrMark?view=photos

-mark

Pick Me Up (with TexMex Shaman)

UnBoxed October 2024
Original song, vocal performance, guitar and recording by the superb Sybilla @sydwiener47
Reimagined and embellished by Out of the Box
Image : Sybilla

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OUT OF THE BOX / SYBILLA - What Colour Are Your Sunsets?

An early Christmas present in my stocking!
Recently I awoke to a SC link in my mailbox.  What is this??!! To my utter delight, Oddrun, Arne & Peter surprised me with this wonderful musical gift.  The original piano track was to be a "someday" project between Oddrun and me, but this is triple the fun!  Thank you Oddrun, Arne and Peter not only for remodeling my orphan track, but more importantly for this wonderful gift of friendship.
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Poem and vocals: Peter aka @user-264930040
Vocals: @Oddrun-Eikli
Trumpet and Studio Mix:  @Arne-Hiorth
Piano and composition: Debra Buesking 

Evenings With You

As usual…. you’re running late
How long can it take?
To run a brush through your hair, pull on some clothes?
You can talk ….. just look at your state
You made a big mistake
If you think you’re going out with me, dressed in those!
Why…. these are nearly brand new
Give a decade or two
Might concede their first wash is a tad overdue
My dear sweetheart
They’re simply falling apart
Rather, I have to say, just like you
Hmmm…let’s give the restaurant a miss,
Call this evening a day, waddaya say
We pull the blinds, chill the wine, book our sofa for two
Now there’s a plan…..kick off these shoes
Pan the dining out blues
Stayin’ in for …..evenings with you

…..evenings with you…..

Evenings With You. Oddrun, Arne, Peter & Debra

Little Things

I love all my kids but if you are a parent of one or more little ones you know how it feels some days  😂

This is How Parenting Feels Like

An experimental eastern vibe stylistic departure. Original track. Dean on all guitars and vocals. Sampled and altered sitar excerpt. Master by Ted Rudduck @soundted

Another Place

Black.

BLACK #  3 (Mastered With Aurora At 100pct) Gene Jumper, ( Original )

electric orchestra

Stand By Me | Cover

First Man

Verse 1
I rode a ribbon made of radio waves,
Left behind Earth’s gardens and graves.
Your voice was a fading hum,
A lullaby lost to the vacuum drum.

Pre-Chorus
I saw your face in a solar flare,
Whispered your name to the empty air.
The stars don’t blink, they stare right through,
I came for glory — I just miss you.

Chorus
I’m alone on Mars, where the silence feeds,
Writing poems in the dust that no one reads.
Red sky weeps with ancient light,
And I still dream of home each night.

Verse 2
I planted a flag in rusted stone,
Then built a throne of frozen bone.
The ghosts of time curl in the sand,
And none of them will hold my hand.

Pre-Chorus
The stars don’t blink, they stare right through,
I came for glory — I just miss you.
But this planet keeps its secrets sealed,
My heart’s the only thing unpeeled.

Chorus
I’m alone on Mars, just a drifting prayer,
A shadow with lungs in thinning air.
No ticker-tape, no sweet parade,
Just endless dusk and memories frayed.

Outro
If I don’t return, just know I tried —
To tame the stars, to feel alive.
But now I float in dreams and scars,
A lonely king of quiet Mars.

Pre-Chorus
I saw your face in a solar flare,
Whispered your name to the empty air.
The stars don’t blink, they stare right through,
I came for glory — I just miss you.

Chorus
I’m alone on Mars, where the silence feeds,
Writing poems in the dust that no one reads.
Red sky weeps with ancient light,
And I still dream of home each night.


First Man

Exotic Sound Art

Also appearing at @outofthebox2
and NEW! @boxnumberten

OUT OF THE BOX / SYBILLA - What Colour Are Your Sunsets?

Out of the Box 3