Written by Myself, Travis Houghton and Greg Bartlett.  Me- Guitar.  Drums- Greg Bartlett. Bass- Alex Kercheval

Shoes With Black Laces

Do not drive or operate heavy machinery until you know how your body responds to this piece in a lower frequency than typical radio music recorded 440Hz.

Logic Pro X
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Gathering

In this life 
We really only have ourselves
In this life we´re with
We're only with ourselves constantly

No escaping from our self
We just have to believe in it
No escaping from our self 
Even when we do not see it

No escaping from our self
We just have to believe in it
Doubt feeds doubt
Confidence feeds confidence
This is what he said to me

IN THIS LIFE (for a friend)

You’ve hijacked all my senses 
now I’m a pirate wannabe 
as I’m drifting from the fences
to my destiny 
and I’ll follow you through sunsets 
crossing oceans in rebellion 
as a refugee 
as a refugee and 

This chemical reaction makes me crave for satisfaction 
going weak in your vicinity 
think I’m gonna take a knee 
and in this phase of my excitement 
I’m shameless and amusing and we could have fun 
you and me 
and 

Like the howler in the alley 
I’m radiating heat
questioning my sanity 
living in a fantasy 
thinking you’re my destiny
when I’m really just a refugee

Driftin From My Fences

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Composition and Performance Alicja Maciejko 30.08.2022
Art: Remy Donnadieu 
Merci Remy!

Alicja Maciejko

Magic Simplicity

The Miseducation 18922

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Carlos Vivanco & Jason Mowry
Final mix by Jason Mowry
@asleepwithheadphones
@lazydadamusic

Cloudy Day In Paradise

Cloudy Day In Paradise by Jason Mowry & Carlos Vivanco

This is a slightly different project than I usually post here. ;)

So join us on a 20-minute journey through time and space and make your choice. But you get the absolute most out of the journey by watching the video on my YouTube channel. ;)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DNgy5f-6Plc

Narrator - Peter. Poet, songwriter and storyteller that you can find here: https://soundcloud.com/user-264930040

Music and video - Seagull

We wish you a pleasant journey. ;)

Loke

Your Choice - Video on my YouTube channel

Sound Track 
Spirits trapped in Infinity of Space.
With Future space travel Will some spirits get trapped in Space Roaming for ever.

Ghosts In Infinite Space

My Christmas song.  Written originally in December 1994 with a little bit of inspiration from TS Eliot’s ‘The Journey of the Magi’, I changed some of the lyrics before recording this.  I was aiming for epic, I hope that comes across.


Brilliant Blue Star


It was cold, so cold,
The coldest time of year,
We crossed the tree line to reach here.
From scorching sands,
Through frozen wastelands,
We who once were kings,
Now on our knees.

From our endless observations
And the charts we drew we knew 
Our journey would be long,
And while we left our native kingdoms
To pursue the signs we saw,
The brilliant blue star shone.

Our departure had been 
A great affair of state,
We took diamonds and emeralds 
To pay our way 
Through neighbouring countries 
Hostile to our needs,
We traded with them
In gold and slaves.

From the fertile river deltas
To the barren desert plains,
We travelled westward,
Onto the mountains that we climbed
And the canyons that we crossed
The brilliant blue star shone.

As exhaustion claimed us,
Our numbers dwindled fast,
The strength of those remaining
Could not last,
Our riches stolen when we,
Too weak to fight,
Had sheltered from a sandstorm overnight.

We were alchemists, astrologers,
Astronomers and kings,
Men of highest breeding,
But now our wills are all but broken
And we fall to the ground,

It was cold, so cold,
The coldest time of year,
We crossed the tree line to reach here,
From scorching sands,
Through frozen wastelands,
We who once were kings,
Now on our knees.

It was cold, so cold,
For a journey such as this.

The brilliant blue star 
Showed us this,
He was sleeping when 
We offered Him our gifts.


Image by CJW colour pencils on a scrap of paper

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