nice track right  there mate keep em comin

damn , this song is incredable . Feel groove is like a charm music hall that suppose to host huge concert as a warm up music . Keep grindin . Music unite people .

A merging of classical and rock guitar with a live , throwback feel and a groove that will awaken most of the souls that exist within earshot of this bad assed collaboration with Mr. Jim Robinson and the Immortal Mark Combs from the David R Sparks original composition of "The Gathering". Couldnt Imagine this with out 2 of the m,ost talented and overlooked madmen in the indie  world.....oh...and then there s me, too..-Dave. (<-- me   ).

The Gathering ~ Sparks - Combs - Robinson

The classical element Quintessence binds the four elements: water, fire, earth, and air.

Quintessence

QUINTESSENCE

Release your soul you must be free
Come take a one-way trip with me
We’ll let our souls elope in love
The knowledge floating us above.

Just free your mind just free your mind
Leave it open now
Just free your mind just free your mind
Just free your mind just free your mind
You can do it now
Just free your mind Just free your mind

Just Free Your Mind

Why Don’t You Stay?

Verse

What makes us act so strange?
What makes us run away?
We never used to
Tell me what has changed?

We fell down from this cloud
Lay broken on the ground
Our lives turned upside down
Things go away

Chorus

But your sunshine is so bright
And I miss your morning light
I see you, I can’t look away
And I’m begging darling, why don’t you stay?

Verse

Dreams of the early days.
Keep getting in the way.
One of loves mysteries is how it fades



Why do we play these games?
Guess nothing stays the same.
Erase our memories
What’s left to say?


Chorus

But your sunshine is so bright
And I miss your morning light
I see you, I can’t look away
And I’m begging darling, why don’t you stay?

Why Dont You Stay

Verse 1
The morning comes, glad I'm alive
Roll over, feel the light.
Sweet morning dew, cold mountain chill
Above a golden morning sky

Chorus
And on the air, the feeling came
Picked up my head and took it all in
The forest's song, it carries me
Something about the sunrise sets me free
And when I rise
My soul rejoice

Verse 2
Across the hills, a burning fog
Last ember glows and then it's gone
The smell of grass, swimming in the creek.
Swaying with the trees, the sun is holding me.

Chorus
And on the air, the feeling came
Picked up my head and took it all in
The forest's song, it carries me
Something about the sunrise sets me free
And when I rise
My soul rejoice

Verse 3
I watched in awe, horizon rose, across the sky and earth it bled
Such perfect grace, I stood amazed
My shadow stretched and I was humbled again.

Chorus
And on the air, the feeling came
Picked up my head and took it all in
The forest's song, it carries me
Something about the sunrise sets me free
And when I rise
My soul rejoice

Something About Sunrise

you live in a s#!t area and it takes you a full Gregorian day to upload decent audio because you can't afford those fat pipes. 

After Yesterday's Crash, previously Ph!gm3nt. Title inspired by avant-pop anthology "After Yesterday's Crash" edited by Larry McCaffery.

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After Yesterday's Crash

A well known melody presented in my simple-simple way on midi keyboard(layered vst, no editing as you can hear).
Happy Birthday!

2023. 05. 14.

Happy Birthday

Mixed and Mastered by Woods Studio
@woods_studio

Mouths: Gary Waters

Lyrics:

Do you know talkaholics? They’re always there when I walk,
And even if I can’t see them, I can sure hear them talk,
They may be way down the block,
I’m talkin’ talkaholics, I hear them now behind me,
And when the setting’s bucolic, they’re sittin’ up in a tree
And on a blabberin’ spree.

When I’m walkin’ they’re talkin,’ when they’re talkin’ I’m walkin’
Sound important but they’re really sayin’ nada,
I’ll never be a fan, ‘cause I’m a grumpy old man,
It’s like an oral armada, just yada-yada-yada.

A lot of talkaholics, they bike in yackety packs,
They yell and holler at each other,
When I just wanna relax, it bugs me to the max!  
You know that talkaholics, jog in garrulous pairs,
And by the time they pass by ya,
You know all their affairs, and that can give you a scare!  

When I was a kid my report cards said,
“Oh he’s so quiet, but an asset to the class!”
Later on my boss would sing the same old song
While I’m quietly thinking “You can kiss my ass.”

Talkaholics - they have a little chatty phone,
And in a lovely quiet place, they’re chattin’ there in your face,
And they won’t leave it alone.  

When I was a kid all my teachers said
“Oh he’s so quiet. No he never makes a peep.”
Now that I’m old it’s what I’m still bein’ told,
But why can’t everybody be just like me? (‘cause you’re a freak)

You know that talkaholics – it’s an addiction, I know
But if you Google a 12-step, it’s got nothing to show
And they have nowhere to go.  

If you put a few together, (in a padded cell it’s better),
To tell their tales and talk themselves out,
All reason will diminish ‘cause no sentence will finish
And their heads’ll explode from the verbal overload.

Talkaholics. Talkaholics.   
It would be different if they, had something special to say, 
But instead it’s all blather, you know that I’d rather
Hear a hee-hawin’ mule than a talkin’ fool,
Here comes a blabbermouth, I’d better turn and head south,
It’s not that they’re corrupt, they just won’t shut up… “Shut Up”.

Talkaholics

𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐇𝐀 (mountain) was written in Ayacata, Gran Canaria Island, very close to Bentayga and Roque Nublo, amazing mountains where Berber Population used to live in connection with the stars and the land before the spanish invasion! And it was played live in Fundão, Portugal, on the Bienal de Saúde e Bem-Estar. Playing Adufe and Singing.

𝕄𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕙𝕒
𝐅𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑, 𝐀𝐲𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐚, 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚 

A montanha fala comigo
(ai) a montanha fala comigo
e eu não sei que lhe dizer
Eu não sei que lhe dizer
e ela fala comigo

Por onde andas meu amigo
por onde andas meu amigo
por onde te queres perder
Onde é que te queres perder
Onde andas meu amigo

Vou em busca de abrigo
Ando à busca de abrigo
Onde me possa aquecer
onde me possa aquecer
ando em busca de abrigo

Eu hei de andar contigo
hei de caminhar contigo
até ao entardecer
até ao anoitecer 
hei de caminhar contigo

Seja lá quem for que queira
seja lá quem for que diga
qual é o teu destino
o que o teu destino
só tu podes entender


(photo by Ludgero Zorro, me singing at Pico, the highest mountain in Portugal, in Pico Island, Azores)

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The beat is important and if I double it, it might be even more effective. This music is dominated by two main voices and two main beats, with a little bass guitar and electronic synths. For me it's kind of thought provoking......

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