Walking Memory Lane

Beneath the twilight's soft and waning light,
I tread the path where past and present blend.
Each step, a whisper of the bygone night,
Where shadows dance and wistful thoughts ascend.

The cobblestones, like storied scribes, recount
The tales of yore, of laughter, and of tears.
In every crack, a memory's fount,
A chronicle of love throughout the years.

The breeze, it carries voices from before,
A symphony of life's unending song.
Here, hearts have met, have broken, and have soared,
In this old lane where all the souls belong.

So walk with me, where memories remain,
And time stands still on Memory Lane.

Walking Memory Lane

In My Mind

In My Mind -with AnandaTuk

Turn It Around

Cycle

Cast of Characters:
Witches of the Alamo-- @witchesofthealamo – James – acoustic guitar, vocals, lyrics, and composition
TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– electric guitar. production, and mix
J.J. Terrell–@j-j-terrell – piano
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara -–Ken–drums
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1 –- four-string fretless bass
This song started as a hauntingly beautiful acoustic piece written and performed by James on his acoustic guitar. He shared it with JJ, who got the rest of us involved. JJ first added his barroom tinkle piano to the piece. Stephen quickly added the moody, tremolo guitar you hear throughout. Then, Josh and Ken did their little dance of back-and-forth bass-drum tracks until the rhythm section was solid. All that was left was for Stephen to mix it, with which we always appreciate his expert hand. 
  This is our first song with James, and it came together relatively quickly, which means we were all into it and having fun on it. James' page has a lot to hear on it-- some great originals and collabs, and some really cool covers, too. If you like this song, you'd really enjoy stopping by his page, too. As always, we hope you enjoy listening to this one as much as we enjoyed making it.

Shadows At My Door  (Eclectic Collective feat. Witches of the Alamo)

We Go All Night

Shoreditch

Inspired by Frédéric Chopin's Fantaisie Impromptu in C# Minor Op.66
She finds herself swept up in the moment along the California coastline

Windswept

Swing That Time

Let the music play, let rhythms chime,
In the heart of night, we find our prime.
With every beat, our souls entwine,
Swing that time, in syncopated rhyme.

The bass walks deep, the trumpet cries,
Melodies weave where passion lies.
In the dance, our spirit flies,
Swing that time, 'neath starlit skies.

Jazz notes soar, in freedom's claim,
Each measure's breath, ignites a flame.
In this moment, we're all the same,
Swing that time, in life's grand game.

Let the music play, don't let it die,
Swing that time, where dreams defy.

Swing That Time

Taking a break from the Classical for the benefit of Sound Design, Textures and Theatrics

ET Advances

Rhythm Of Life

Peter is a member of STEF (The Performing Rights Society of Iceland) and FTT (The Icelandic Society of Authors & Composers).
He has made around or more than 15 thousand music works, 7 thousand poems and 5 thousand landscape paintings...

Walking Memory Lane

Pétur Söebech Quinn

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