good instrumental rock with good harmonies and melodies, keep it up.

Nice job bro. Well done. 👏👏🙏🔥✌️

Wow, extremely good piece of music from the arrangement to the recording quality and composition.

Sounds like a live jam.. love it… keys nice…

Wow, awesome track here. Catchy and pretty dark ballet. Great mood, great performance.

that's what I am talking about, sweet production!!! keep that sound going!!

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"The ouroboros is an ancient symbol of a snake or serpent eating its own tail, variously signifying infinity and the cycle of birth and death." - dictionary.com

This album is for my son Jasper Myhill and in memory of my father John Myhill.

Cinematic Inspired I - Ouroboros

Ouroboros

Tides Of Life

I WANNA DANCE

Last

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Artist: Edoardo Gastaldi
Record Label: PaKo Music Records
Distribution: Believe Digital
Genre(s): Piano, Neo-Classical, Instrumental
Original Picture: Emma Gastaldi
Cover Art: Federico Paronetto, Edoardo Gastaldi
Mastering: Andrea Cottone, The Room Music Lab
Release Date: 29/04/2022

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Grandfathers

(English translation above)

CUEILLE LA NUIT

Qu'il est bon, tard le soir, avant de s'endormir
De laisser sa pensée vagabonder, s'enfuir,
Nous prendre sur ses ailes et, sans avis contraire,
Portée par un soupir, nous renvoyer en l'air :
Bien calé, bien au chaud de notre dormeveille,
Le temps suspend le viol de notre vie privée.
S'il est vrai que, souvent, la nuit porte conseil,
C'est peut-être, en partie, grâce à cette envolée.
		Dans le ciel étoilé de nos paupières closes,
La vie s'ouvre en pétales inondant notre esprit
De mille folles envies que d'habitude on n'ose
Divulguer au grand jour, tant on en est épris.

Tout est vraiment possible, on est seul maître à bord.
Pour cette traversée, l’équipage est en bas. 
Et la réalité du jour n'est plus alors
Qu'un lointain souvenir dans notre célibat.
Là, l’étoile filante d'un mot traversant
Une idée s’évapore en laissant derrière elle
La bienfaisante clé du problème en suspens
À nos yeux décillés par la clarté nouvelle.
On butine une idée, pivote sur un mot
Qui nous fait rebondir sur une idée voisine
Ou lointaine, attirée par le son crescendo
D'un scrupule infamant qu'un fantasme assassine.

On s’étonne à sourire, on est plein de brio.
On a au bout des doigts du monde la puissance,
Du moins le pense-t-on, jusqu’à l'ultime mot
Emportant avec lui notre ultime conscience.
Tous les temps se marient dans ce présent de trêve.
Le corps n'y est plus rien, et l'esprit, terrassé,
Réclame en paradis la liberté du rêve
Dans une chaude nuit que le jour a chassé.
C'est une drogue douce où l'on revient toujours,
La revanche assurée de pouvoir toujours vivre 
Une seconde vie, en fait, un contre-jour
Aux ennuis les plus lourds, comme un vin qui enivre.

Cueille ta nuit, ami, car avant de faner,
Si tu le veux vraiment, d'elle, tu peux apprendre.
C'est bien plus qu'un conseil, c'est un laissez-passer
Pour l’hygiène mentale, avant que de se rendre.
Car la nuit est l'appel de la grande aventure
Où l'on refait son monde, où l'on règle ses comptes
Sans provisions, sans lendemain, mais qui rassurent ;
Donnant de la mort un avant-goût, un acompte.
Mais, du calice à rêves bu jusqu’à la lie,
Un réveil insomniaque nous tire du lit,
Pour nous dire que la vie ne peut s'embellir
Qu'en bêchant notre terre, où nous irons dormir.

Paroles et musique Myckaël Marcovic, © le 24 09 97

Berceuse pour adultes en réponse à Horace/Ronsard.
La dormeveille est un vieux mot du Moyen-Age désignant le moment entre la veille et l'endormissement où nous croyons pouvoir tenir le monde entre nos mots.

Approximate translation :

PICKING AT NIGHT

How good it is, late at night, before falling asleep
To let his mind wander, run,
Take us on his wings and, without notice,
Carried by a sigh, we return in the air:
Well poised, well warmed up in our sleep,
Time suspends the rape of our privacy.
If it is true that, often, the night carries advice,
It may be, in part, thanks to this flight.
In the starry sky of our closed eyelids,
Life opens in petals flooding our minds
A thousand crazy cravings that we usually don’t dare
We’re so in love with it.

Everything is really possible, we are the only one on board.
For this crossing, the crew is downstairs.
And the reality of the day is no longer
Only a distant memory in our celibacy.
There, the shooting star of a passing word
An idea evaporates leaving behind
The key benefactor of the outstanding problem
In our eyes dimmed by the new clarity.
Take an idea, turn on a word
That makes us bounce back on a neighboring idea
Or distant, attracted by the sound crescendo
Of an infamous scruple that a fantasy kills....

Cueille la nuit

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Para Lia - Children Of The Flood (Feat. Fady Haddad)
from the album ‘Gone With The Flow’
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words and music by René Methner, Copyright 2020
mix and production: René Methner
mastering: Thomas Heimann-Trosien, TurnstyleMastering, Berlin

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Meeting @fadysporz on Soundcloud back in 2018 felt like a meeting of soulmates. There is a mutual respect for each other’s work and i wrote the track with room for Fadys heavenly synth work in mind and also with the idea that he joins Cindy and me in the vocal work. With Fady having the ability to ‘read’ the way of the songwriting and harmony construction it was effortless to work together - he is a fantastic musician. Thank you Fady for joining us here! 

how can you sleep, did you sleep
how dare you sleep?
when the water already laps your feet
it's time to move offbeat

you are the rider on the withe horse on the dike

gone with the flow
gone with the flow
don't let it all take you away

how would we guard what we love
if we were stuck behind a broken dike
how would we save what has to be saved
without a heart and nothing but an angry mind

we are the children of the flood

gone with the flow
gone with the flow
don't let it all take you away
we are the children of the flood

Children Of The Flood (Feat. Fady)

Forsythia

This is my first instrumental, still thinking if to add vocals or not..

It's an extremely autobiographic track, hope you enjoy it ..and keep rockin'!

The Endless Ballet

Sunlight for your sins
written by TJG January 2021
give this song a chance - it gets a bit better by the end ;-)
mix1: Jan 24, 2021
cover art: TJG

Technical Details
Recorded at Princeton Studio
Guitars
Rhythm 1: Guild DV52
Rhythm 2: Les Paul Standard
Lead1: Les Paul Standard
Lead2: Fender Stratocaster
Bass: Fender Squire

Percussion: Pearl Cajon Mach 2 – I tried to play it with brushes ;-)
Mics: Neumann TLM 67 (vocal) and AGK 414 & Shure KSM44 on guitars and cajon
Software: Pro Tools
Vocals: TG

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. I used an input and output transformer to give some additional harmonic distortion.

Lyrics

Verse 1
I don’t see a way you could find it here….

refrain
You got the sunlight on your skin
You’re looking for a win
Nothing heals your sin
Babe it’s time to go
Babe it’s time to go
You know it’s time to go
Again

Verse 2
See the rain
on the window
Crashing down again
Three miles from where we began…

refrain
You got the sunlight on your skin
You’re looking for a win
Nothing heals your sin

Babe it’s time to go
Babe it’s time to go
You know it’s time to go
Again

Verse 3
Well the rain keeps falling down
Nothing left to see in this old town
So much sin bringing us to the ground……

Refrain
You got the sunlight on your skin
You’re looking for a win
Nothing heals your sin

Babe it’s time to go
Babe it’s time to go
You know it’s time to go
Again

Outro
I see the sunlight now
I see the sunlight now
I feel the sunlight on my skin

Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Well I Know
Well I know
I feel the sunlight on my skin
Well I know
There’s something happening here

Sunlight for your sins

If you dance with the devil then you need to consider that the hell is loose. If a church organ can keep him calm is not guaranteed neither that you can calm him down with a smooth ending ... so up to you to decide, if you dare that dance or not ...
For those who want to assess the risk better, please get more insight in the nature of the devil here: 
https://soundcloud.com/kcm069/long-time-gone?in=kcm069/sets/the-reservoir-dogs

A Shark Never Comes Alone

Dance With The Devil

Thanks again to Amanda for for joining on this track and helping shut that window!  Please listen to her other great tracks on @phoebeelena.

Love
so wise
Love
Breathing's not a bother 
when you take in all the light inside

Love 
so brave
Love
Backed into a corner
Gonna hold for hurricanes
You say

Well maybe we fit every fold, every fold
You take a little weight..
You take a little weight off the soul
So don't let go

For loves
will last in time
Alright?
For loves 
will last in time
Alright?

(Love can never be lost
can never unwind
Love can never be wrong
can never be wise)

Love
don't fade
Love
backed into a corner
well
gonna hold for hurricanes in rain

Loves Last (by Amanda and Paul)

Here's a song about an army of corn marching on a town at midnight. (Hey, these things happen in Wisconsin.)
Main guitars on this are a Vintage Modified Stratocaster and a Gretsch 5622T. The combination of the classic Strat tone and the Gretsch's Super HiLotron pickups is a recipe I personally love.
A single from the upcoming Penelope's Thrill album, "Twilight on Tunnel Road," due out on April 26, 2021.
All the songs on "Twilight on Tunnel Road" are about Lonnie and Chloe, who grow up on adjacent farms on the edge of the Driftless Area of Southern Wisconsin. This song is about Chloe's recurring dream of a vast army of corn marching at midnight toward the town. Ever since she was a child, Chloe has dreamed about the billowing ocean of corn covering the undulating hills around their farmhouse--the tall, thick stalks that towered above her head with leaves that looked like arms. The way the corn swayed in the wind made the stalks seem like people, like an orderly crowd of people standing in rows, or--by moonlight--a vast army. She dreamed about this corn army, sometimes imagining herself their queen. When she grew older, she would joke with Lonnie about this. Lonnie would call her Queen of the Corn and refer to cornfields as her troops.
LYRICS:
“The Edge of Town”
Words & Music by Timothy Walsh

When you’re feeling so low,
getting so you’re feeling so run down,
you’re heading for the edge of town.

When your mind starts slipping,
when your head is tripping round,
you listen for a certain sound.

You go walking late at night, look at the distant lights
that flicker in the midnight sky.
You don’t see no one. That’s because you are going
deep beyond the edge of town.

Now the night wind’s shifting,
looking at the cornfields stretching wide
like an army in the night.

You see corn troops moving,
marching through the midnight fields alive,
heading to the edge of town.

And the pine trees sifting…the messages drifting down
from the moon into your eyes.
Now the oak trees wonder why you stare up at the sky
so rootless and alone.

Noctilucent clouds are
drifting past the moon and I
wonder why you’re looking down.

Armies of corn are marching
down the hillsides toward the town
sleeping silent in the night.

Words & music by Timothy Walsh
Timothy Walsh: Vocals, guitars, bass
Recorded and mixed by Timothy Walsh at Yew Tree Studios
(that is, a tiny upstairs room in my house nestled amid century-old yew trees)
©2021 by Timothy Walsh. This recording ©2021 Timothy Walsh
All rights reserved.

Twilight on Tunnel Road

The Edge of Town

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I'm an italian music lover living in Spain.
My music is a journey, every new song I create I discover something new about myself. I'd make music even if noone would listen to it. That's why it's a solo project...
I write, record, produce and perform all of my tracks except for drums.
I use no autotune or voice modifiers. 
I use no synths or sampled sounds (except in very rare occasions)

I'm open to collabs of any kind, just hit me up!

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