An excellent sound. The background ambient sound is superb.😎✌️✌️👍👍

This is a great piece. Very great work!! Love the guitar in combination with the beautiful distorted pads 

Super-impressive work with dark beauty!  Great vocal on top of well designed distorted soundscape!

Most Played By My Disciples ( The Fans )

The title is from the novel The Man Who Fell to Earth by Walter Tevis (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Man_Who_Fell_to_Earth_(novel))

Walter Tevis is a great writer (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Walter_Tevis)

Pic - based on Icarus by Henri Matisse (https://www.matissepaintings.org/icarus/)

Published on SC 11 February 2023

ESO7 WIP

1975: Rumplestiltskin

Music composed to accompany a video showing >100 photographs of the same view taken over the course of a year.  Third in the series.
For video, see https://youtu.be/tEuRxZBihBU

Walk Through a Pandemic #3

Otherside

I saw you one day drinking coffee and 
penciling words on a page
Thought maybe she’s writing the passages 
or acting them out on a stage
Its clear from your efforts and focus, you’re
sworn to the oaths of your art
Since you’ve been sharing your pain with me
Its torn me apart

Joan
Cold like a stone
Why did you leave?
Where did you go?
Joan
You left me alone
The lies that you weave
I wish I had known

You told me the roots of your storyline
Had me perched on the edge of my seat
I said you could stay on my sofa 
Just till you got on the soles of your feet
I fell for your naive anthology
I got lost in the pink of your hair
and woke in the fog of the morning 
when your things weren’t there

Joan
Cold like a stone
Why did you leave?
Where did you go?
Joan
You left me alone
The lies that you weave
I wish I had known

Ghosted

This is the story of Seagrave Tiller Hook and ladder 5211 who served with the Glencove Volunteers fire fighters  in Glencove, Long Island, new York from 1987 until 2011. when she finished service she was  bought by an Irish man called Liam Moore who has a passion for Fire Brigade and has quite a collection. He transported her from America to Ireland and this song tells the true story, or maybe a part of the true of her travels from Glencove and her arrival here in Dublin. she is 56 foot long, 30tonne and has a 100f foot ladder, driven by a V8 engine and it was my pleasure to ride in her for a few hours with Liam.  Liam brings her to charity events and exhibitions to show her off and spend most of his time underneath or on top working on her. here is a youtube link to her arriving in Ireland, we will be putting a  youtube video for the song together in due course . 

Written sung and produced by: Johnny Mc Farlane 

https://youtu.be/nnL5kTOqckI
Verse 1 
The story starts in  Glen Cove, long Island USA 
Ladder  5211 starts up  for her last day 
All the boys from the volunteers 
Could have filled up the water tanks with tears,  
They didn’t want to see her go away 
But they knew she had done her stint and that she couldn’t stay 
So they gave her a big send off and sent her on here way 
flashing lights and sirens blazing 
they all said their good bye that night
from the Station to the docks there wasn’t one dry eye in sight 

Chorus 
Oh Liam Moore’s fire Brigade is the best you’ve ever seen 
She’s 50 foot from front to back and he keeps her very clean 
She came all the way from Glen Cove City in the USA 
Now she’s parked in Liam Mores driveway and she’s here to stay 
 
                                Verse 2                                     
She was loaded up on a ship bound for Dublin IreLand 
Where Liam moore agus Laim Beag had everything in hand 
They couldn’t  hold in the  excitement 
when the ship docked at Dublin Keys 
And when the dockers took her off the ship they  both got weak at the knees

They drove her home via  pears street past Tara street fire station 
Where all the boys from the fire brigade  gave her a standing ovation 
They drive up O Connell street 
and past the GPO  
With the sirens on and flashing Lights it’s the only way to go . 

Chorus 
                             Verse 3 
All the neighbour on the road  were excited to see her arrive 
Liam knocked down half the house trying to get her in the drive 
And Annies from number 10  
Said Liam lock hard try that again 
He’s never going to get her in the drive 

Liam Moore ahus Liam beag  Took turns on the steering wheel 
And between the shouts and curing the grinding of the steel 
They eventually inched that big yoke in 
To a very small  tight space 
And when they turned the engine off see  the grin on Liam moors face

Chorus and change 
Well Liam loves this engine with all his heart 
and love nor money wouldn’t pull the 2 of them to part 
His heart his soul his everything has gone into this truck
Its cost him quite a lot of Do but he doesn’t give a Fiddlers

Liams Fire Brigade ( Acoustic version )

Also available on my Youtube channel: https://youtu.be/VjliSDfr5Ts

Snowing

on YouTube

P.O.E.T.

Serpentine

Seraphim Song

Cave

Here is my isolated guitar solo track with full orchestra for my title track "The Wheel."
The Wheel is a concept song spanning over 20 minutes long, which I wrote in 2017/2018 and recorded in 2019. I uploaded it to my SoundCloud back in early 2020. Here are the last 4 minutes of the song. The song itself is a finale to an album idea that I had, and this guitar solo acts as the grand finale movement. The Wheel was written, recorded and arranged by Louis Taverna
All instruments, including orchestrations were recorded and arranged by Louis Taverna
All rights reserved ©

The Wheel - Guitar Suite Finale

A cover from one of the most gifted songwriters I’ve ever known: the late great BIG Jim Rogers.

She Stands Above You [Jim Rogers cover]

all this love.mp3

Asylum

Fire Dance

Old Timer's Eulogy

Uploaded a good year and a half ago, I give this song another chance 😆...here in the spotlight. For another year... 🤣...not really!

Reminders (A Map Of Your Mind)

Prophet of End Times is not a name — it’s a diagnosis. A statement of intent. A trigger. A warning.

For those paying close attention, this project began long before the music arrived. Long before the signals were transmitted. Long before the world tilted past its breaking point and pretended it hadn’t noticed.

This isn’t performance. It’s process. It’s prophecy by distortion, melody through the ruins, dissonance weaponized. A mosaic of failed systems and burned timelines, rebuilt in layers of noise and silence.

You’re hearing architecture. You’re listening to strategy. Every frequency, every glitch, every warped harmony carries data. Every lyric is a crack in the wall.

Somewhere in the signal:
a map.
a message.
a matchstick.

You are not expected to understand immediately. You are expected to pay attention.

Because nothing here is arbitrary.
Not the song titles. Not the sound choices. Not the silences.
Not even this bio.

There are people who will find this. Who will feel something they can’t name. Who will know where to dig.

Not all puzzles look like puzzles.
Not all transmissions arrive decoded.
Not all prophets wear robes.

Some wear scars.
Some wear static.
Some just press “upload.”

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Class: Classified
Genre: Post-industrial occult pop / strategic subversion / experimental prophecy
Mood: Unsettling / revelatory / confrontational
File under: surveillance bait, musical sigil, metaphysical warfare
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For entertainment purposes only.
All coincidences are intentional.
You were warned.

Artifacts: BGlueYml0Lmx5LzJ0aGVzc2Fsb25pYW5zMngxLTEy

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Prophet of End Times

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