White Owl (part 1) - (pinkdot & my antiques in my index #2 prod. by pinkdot)

Long periods on watch, with nothing much happening, are a feature in many lives.

While working on this I was reminded of some nights that I spent under canvas during our English summer. I'd stupidly forgotten to bring my sleeping-bag and the wakeful, shivering hours between 0300 and 0530 were the longest hours of my life, so far!

Picture from Neural Blender, a web-based AI artist.

Last Out Till The New Day

A pleasure working with Chuck on this gentle Blaze Foley song, most notably covered by Merle Haggard. A close friend and confidant of Merle's encouraged him to record it, saying it was the "best damn song I've heard in fifteen years".

If I Could Only Fly (Blaze Foley cover Collab. with Chuck Aaron)

old hybrid music concept model (1999), with recovering and mastering trying.. 🙏😅

platinum intro

Up Side Down

Written, Arranged, Performed, and Produced by Kyle Bolan
Art by Kyle Bolan

Spider's 8 Legs

BreathNine

“Singing a song with a single stroke”

Vocals: A woman playing guitar and singing in the street, and Vocaloid Yukari.

Art work: Bianca Van Dijk via Pixabay

ひとり
ひとり
ひとりが
ともだち
ゆきかう
じごくで
ひとりが
ともだち

Loneliness is my friend.
In a city where all kinds of hell comes and goes, Solitude is my friend.

Singing a song with a single stroke

Singing A Song With A Single Stroke

Brin de reggae

For All The Glory There Is

Lyrics below...
Artwork is by my friend's wife Margaryta Yermolayeva.
Please check out her paintings at margaryta-yermolayeva.pixels.com

Lyrics:

Wrested with enigma of time
Shadows on the wall from the fire behind
Shapes and detail, circles and lines

I've always wondered what could it be
release these shackles, set me free

Thousands of years we thought we knew
We were sure that it all must be true
Silhouettes of monsters and God
Before my eyes, you can see it to.

There must be more than life beholds
Once in a while I feel that breeze that's cold
If I could only turn around
If I could only turn around
If I could only turn around

And then that fateful day came
All the elders thought I was insane
Turning around for the first time

Thousands of years of myths and lies
Leaving the cave I almost died
On my knees, in my hands, I cried
On my knees, in my hands, I cried

Wrested with the enigma of time
Shadows on the wall from the fire behind
Shapes and detail, circles and lines

The Allegory Of The Cave

words and music by Matthias Hanich
demo for The Groovy Cellar

Steppin' Stone / demo - Matthias Hanich

Matthias Hanich