love this peter, what do you think of my song? - https://soundcloud.com/lakerolplaya/two-one-one-three

well...this was awesome...thru n thru...makes me wanna take trip *wink wink*

This is funky Dude 😃 Is this a snippet out of the early life of P.G? Love it. ❤️

the jaunty backing music makes this all the more devious

Writer of prose and poetry since mid-1960s. Given an acoustic guitar in 1978 by long-suffering sister. Many songs produced that way. More recently, guitar skills all but faded, using GarageBand and Logic Pro to put words to music.
ps. The Bandcamp songs should be free to download. Please let me know if they're not.

Peter Grimbeek

Au Bord Des Vagues

Frozen Feat DKK And Swisher (produced By Da Hood)

Youtube Music Video Link: https://youtu.be/IoUzADShChQ?si=WONspLLikTZVnpzb

The vibe and lyrics of the song circle themes of time, destruction and transformation. Song development was influenced by a plug-in instrument I acquired that enables me to create rhythms and textures using both tabla drums and the sitar. This is not my typical music genre but I was very happy with the outcome. 

Thank You

Dave




Photo by Pixabay: https://www.pexels.com/photo/panoramic-photography-of-trees-and-lake-358482/

Three Bells Toll

The Shrine

A man stood on a red plain
Swept horizon again and again 
He looked where he had gazed before
The land was bare from roof to floor.

He wondered what he did here now
No track and no direction clear
No houses, no plants around
Just him standing on common ground.

Standing there, alone, aloof
Dreaming of a life that he once knew
Images from a busy eye
Faces and voices passing by.
 
The warmth of old friends
The press of larger ends
Meetings to shape a world
Beatings by the state absurd.

At some point he’d had enough
The play continued very rough
The pressure increasing sharp
Became a burden of the heart.

He awoke from that dream of pain
Evaporated, shredded, insane
Sank into the rust red plain
To him it felt like heaven’s rain.

Red plain: The afterlife of Alexie Navalny

Neoclassical Music Album Desolate Memoris (C Minor)

Desolate Shores

1. The acid king was a curious man
He travelled about with hash in hand
Sold that hash here and there
Bought acid for his personal care.

On one occasion he sold hash
To a US sailor just for cash
On another he sold to souls
House of the dead was their abode.

Their deathlike silence
The lack of song
Told him something
Was very wrong.

Their deathlike silence
The lack of song
Told him something
Was very wrong.

2. Another day a couple he saw
At a party with many more
On their way to appear in court
Dealing was a kind of sport.

A party of speed freaks in the street
Shaking and twitching from head to feet
Their nerves shredded, tried not to stare
They definitely were not all there.

One day he walked into town
The business end, like a clown
A long-haired hobo on a break
Going quietly on his way.

One day he walked into town
The business end, looking like a clown
A long-haired hobo on a break
Going quietly on his way.

3. On an acid buying rodeo
He visited a yogi in a tree filled grove
White clad gent who fine appeared 
With a plastic bag that seemed quite real.

The acid was in fact poorly made
He sold it somewhere far away
To a bunch of young musos
He did not hang around for the show.

As he waited for the train with friends
Police arrived, took them all in
A pile of cash and an acid tab
He pled insanity but missed the cab.

As he waited for the train
Police arrived, took them away
A pile of cash and an acid tab
He pled insanity but missed the cab.

The acid king was a curious man
He travelled about with hash in hand
Sold that hash here and there
Bought acid for his personal care.

As he waited for the train with friends
Police arrived, took them all in
A pile of cash and an acid tab
He pled insanity but missed the cab.

Acid king r2a

I would like to thank everyone who listened to this track and wish them well !
Your wonderful view of the world can be your ideal space. It exists in the number of all people. Whatever you want, your wish will come true! Take time for your soul to be at peace. There is no need to rush, put yourself in your comfortable space and focus only on what you enjoy. It's a wonderful, personal time for you!

Beautiful World

The latest in the Texas Tea series, this is Rusty Shackleford Rides Again.  Terry had the spark for this one.  Once I heard his ideas the guitar part kinda flowed naturally.  Terry did a killer job on the mix and final production as well. This is dedicated to one of our mutually admired cartoon icons.

Art Credit to CannabisDuck, CC BY-NC-ND 3.0



Ok

Rusty Shackleford Rides Again - w/ Tea R. Sea

On the Beach

Gypsie
Thursday 26 April 2024

I was running across the field
Going on the lam
Escaping from her majesty
And those who wield her hand.

It was a chilly morning
On a world set far away
Not that far from Betelgeuse
Not far from today.

Somehow I had slipped the guards
Enroute to the prison farm
It wasn’t that difficult
Them being what they are.

One of them has fired a shot
It comes from miles away
Next they’ll send a roving bot
To see if I’m okay.

I should never have agreed 
To the plan on Earth
A new way to travel
Reborn without rebirth.

Here I am, a gypsie man
Far away from human beings
Hunted by the grabblers
To be eaten by their queens.

Gypsie r2

Couples dance upon the stairs
They are dancing everywhere
Stepping up and stepping in
Stepping up and stepping down.

They are dancing everywhere
Couples dancing on the stairs
Where they begin is where they end
Stepping up and stepping in.

Couples dance upon the stairs
They are dancing everywhere
Stepping up and stepping down
Stepping in and turning round.

They are dancing everywhere
Couples dancing on the stairs
Stepping in and stepping down
Stepping in and turning round.

Couples dancing r10a

I’m lying in the ground
My skeleton is brown
Earth worms all around
Dear Matilda.

When I hear the cockerel cry
I’ll rise, I’ll rise, I’ll rise
I’ll be back with you
Dear Matilda.

And I’ll meet my destiny
One I cannot see
I’ll meet my destiny
Dear Matilda.

And I’ll meet my destiny
One I cannot see
I’ll meet my destiny
Dear Matilda.

My destiny’s with you
I know that’s what I do
One day I’ll rise again
Dear Matilda.

To be back home with you
Beside the ocean blue
To do what I must do
Dear Matilda.

It’s quiet in this ground
I cannot hear a sound
I’m lying very quietly
Dear Matilda.

It’s quiet in this ground
I cannot hear a sound
I’m lying very quietly
Dear Matilda.

I’m lying in the ground
My motives are all sound
My skeleton is brown
Dear Matilda.

I’m lying here with you
I know what I must do
We’ll live life anew
Dear Matilda.

We will rise again
This story never ends
Forever it begins
Dear Matilda.

We will rise again
This story never ends
Forever it begins
Dear Matilda.

Matilda r5c

Walking the halls of eternity
Until my true love comes to me
I look for you in every town 
Dry as dust the endless round.

Never together and never apart
Twin echoes of a dying heart
Walking the halls of eternity
Until my true love comes to me.

From the first hour to the last
In life boats that drift so fast
Never together and never apart
Twin echoes of a dying heart.

In a cloak of lost stars
Forever young and so far
Deep the roots, this tree of life
Sundered by the wilder’s knife.

I look for you in every town 
Dry as dust the endless round
In a cloak of lost stars
Forever young and so far.

Deep the roots, this tree of life
Sundered by the wilder’s knife
From the first hour to the last
In life boats that drift so fast.

Walking the halls of eternity
Until my true love comes to me
I look for you in every town 
Dry as dust the endless round.

Walking the halls of eternity r2b

I’m lying here quietly
In my coffin I rest
Ropes around my arms
A book on my chest

My eyelids they flutter
My fingers they creep
They mean to bind me
And send me down deep

I will not go down
Even though I’m bound
I’m resisting the spell
I’ll turn it around.

My fingers they flutter
My eyelids they weep
The book holds the spell
But the pieces won’t meet

I’m lying in this grave
Ancient and weak
The deep will not have me
I have kings to unseat.

I'm lying here quietly r0a

Another version of the song can be found on the album "Cabaret", under the name "Trapped in Shadows [Cabaret]."

[Verse]
I wake up cold, the night still near,
A home that crumbles year by year.
Mama’s hands are rough, she can't let go,
Of dreams she lost a lifetime ago.

[Chorus]
Round and round, we push the weight,
Running faster, but it's too late.
Built to suffer, we can’t break free,
Lost inside this tragedy.

[Verse]
Crowds scream loud, but I can’t hear,
Their cheers are just a mask for fear.
We sing the songs they wanna feel,
But every note is less than real.

The lights are bright, they burn my skin,
But emptiness is all within.
Another show, another day,
I’m just a shadow on display.

[Chorus]
Round and round, we push the weight,
Running faster, but it's too late.
Built to suffer, we can’t break free,
Lost inside this tragedy.

[Bridge]
The world’s on fire, but we survive.
I wonder if we’re truly alive.
They say the world is ours to make,
But how much more can one heart take?

[verse]
My brother’s got hunger in his eyes,
But no one hears the quiet cries.
 
[Chorus]
Round and round, we push the weight,
Running faster, but it's too late.
Built to suffer, we can’t break free,
Lost inside this tragedy.

Just a Shadow on Display [Edit]

Phonk Drift (Ultra Slowed & Reverb)

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éreintante, un exil.

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