Name: The Place (based on Steinbeck's "Winter of Our Discontent") by Skiprope Opus in chill cold rainy happy..etc..
Duration: 2 min 35 s
Description: Lyrics based on book "The Winter of Our Discontent" by John Steinbeck. Written in Salinas and Monterey, Ca (Steinbeck's home town and hangouts).

Nice retro feel and surprising sounds and transition

Very creative piece, Richard. Shades of Jonathan Richman and cool shifts. Like it! Chris

the female singer sounds like Dagmar Krause, lovely

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Me oh my, do you folks have imagination. And the ability to make the dreams real.

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Space Pop
-Dgar

So I’m driving in my rover.
Yeah!

Robots have taken over. 
The Sun’s gone supernova. 
I’ve run out of cola. 
I’m driving in my rover. 
Yeah.

I pull into a rest stop. 
I ask the guy for soda pop
They glurged at me and pointed up. 
To the distant mountain top. 
Yeah.  Yeah.

I buy a Dizzy 8-0 Ray. 
Load my rover in the bay. 
In the twinkle of the day. 
We’re looking A-O-K. 
Yeah. Oh yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

I fly up through the mist. 
The engines growl and hiss. 
To my lips I hold my fist. 
For luck I blow a kiss. 

The clouds begin to peel. 
The scene is revealed. 
My rover makes a squeal. 
It’s excited for a meal. 
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

I switch to landing sequence. 
It parks in perfect silence. 
Rover climbed up the side fence. 
While I checked my finance. 
Yeah. 

I slide through to the shop. 
Buy some pink space soda pop. 
Pay my creds to the cashier bot. 
Tip my can and drink the lot. 
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Oh yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

Robots have taken over. 
The Sun’s gone supernova. 
I’ve run out of cola. 
I’m driving in my rover. 
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Oh yeah.

Yeah. Yeah. Oh yeah. Yeah.

Written by Jon O'Hare, @Reid-Michael-Hall.
Composed by Jon O’Hare. 
Performed by @Kaaren-Elizabeth-Smith, Jon O'Hare, @Reid-Michael-Hall.

Space Pop

Can you plumb the secrets of the universe through a guitar string? Channel the electromagnetism of guitar pickups to heighten your senses? Lonnie thinks you can! Every time he picks up that red guitar, gets those P90 pickups screaming through an overdriven amp, tubes glowing like coals, he knows he's there.... This song is Lonnie's anthem.
Another track from the "Twilight on Tunnel Road" album. On the album, it is preceded by the short instrumental "Lonnie Interlude," which presents Lonnie's more introspective side.
All guitar tracks are played on a Gretsch 2622TG with P90 pickups...and, yes, it is red (see photo of actual guitar).

For more about the album, including dozens of stunning photos of the region, check out the new Penelope's Thrill website, just launched in concert with the album:
www.penelopesthrill.com/

You can find the complete 18-track album now on Bandcamp:
penelopesthrill.bandcamp.com/album/twil…unnel-road

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

LYRICS:
“Lonnie’s Red Guitar”
Words & Music by Timothy Walsh

He don’t ever smile—just does his thing.
Smells just like oil—the sweet, sweet smell of gasoline.
When he’s working on cars, he loves the engine’s purr.
And when he’s playing guitar, he travels up beyond the stars.

He don’t ever say the secrets he knows.
He goes walking out at noontime where the river flows.
And they whisper all about him, and they think that they know,
and they go, “Say hey, Lonnie, how’d you learn to play that guitar?”

Chorus: Go, Lonnie, go! Play that red guitar.
Go, Lonnie, go! Burning like a shooting star.

He’s at home with the night—the moon tangled in the trees.
Like an owl in flight, he rides the wind on silent wings.
Dreams of liquid chords—his soul’s vibrating strings.
Flesh is so hot-wired, his fingertips tap sacred springs.

When he’s playing lead his mind’s all aglow—
sees the flickers of the future flash in stereo,
and they’re cheering all around him and they think that they know,
and they go….

Chorus

When he’s sleeping his guitar’s by his side.
His six-string dreams are always amplified.
With his fingers on the fretboard, she seems like his bride…
and they go…

Chorus

Twilight on Tunnel Road

Lonnie's Red Guitar

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La musique des Chercheurs d'or se décore de toutes les Amériques. Le country-folk vigoureux des débuts se teinte peu à peu des autres musiques qui accompagnent les milliers de kilomètres passés sur la route : bluegrass, rock, jazz, psychédélisme, pop grandiose. C’est avec le ton franc d’un joual dégêné que les textes se déploient, traçant un voyage incessant au cœur du quotidien. Ce sont des airs appliqués, cousus à la main dirait-on, chantés avec force pour tout surprendre, tout changer, tout trouver. Une musique intemporelle, à cheval sur les frontières.

Le groupe s'est raffermi autour de 5 musiciens flamboyants, multi-instrumentistes et tous chanteurs : 
Isabeau Valois : voix, mandoline et banjo
Marie-Christine Roy : violon, erhu, mandoline et voix
Simon Pelletier-Gilbert : percussions, voix et harmonica
François Gagnon :	guitare, voix et harmonica
Luke Dawson : contrebasse et voix

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Lapin ihmeellinen luonto and soundboard tinkerers

Music – guitar, bass, beats and synths - Petri of Lapin ihmeellinen luonto
Vocals – johns of soundboard tinkerers
Produced by soundboard tinkerers and Petri /December/January 2021/2022

Cornerstone - a long way out

It's a long way out / in the glare
the spin follows / as we go

ship on the horizon
moving in the eye
the whirlpool turns and churns
a sea of red and mud
the tossing waters burns

feeling introspective
things were only just OK
Then it turns to mud / bloody mud and dust [rust]

P-pushing the needle in / hush now/ for the sting
the mind thoroughly stalked / washed and brained
with the spin working overtime / overtime climbing feats
as feet slide underground

so hands auto-touch face / can't see a thing
uncomfortably dumb / I wonder why / there's a cry
blood full of razor blades and eyes full of blasting heat
cutting, wearing, bursting through those bloodshot eyes

we pass the cornerstone

we pass the cornerstone
circle around again

past the cornerstone
crumpled, on hands and knees

past the cornerstone
colourless, frayed and cracked

Lyrics by johns of soundboard tinkerers December 2021

Datum what? Ahoy there!

Cornerstone - A Long Way Out [Lapin ihmeellinen luonto and soundboard tinkerers]

Introduction in English:

My Jewish mother spent her life trying to suppress her traumatic childhood in the Shanghai ghetto. She survived the Holocaust there under the most inhumane conditions. 
On one day she did not succeed in repressing it. She visited the Jewish Museum with me in Berlin. When she entered the "Room of Exile", her whole body began to tremble. Tears and the pain that had been held back for decades literally burst out of her. She then left this room almost like a flight and could only with difficulty be calmed down again by me and brought back to the present. 
This event and the attempt to put myself in the deeply wounded Jewish soul of my mother, which lay open for a moment in the "room of exile", inspired me to write this song. 

Introduction in German:

Meine jüdische Mutter hat ihr Leben lang immer wieder versucht, ihre traumatische Kindheit im Ghetto von Shanghai zu verdrängen. Sie hat dort den Holocaust unter menschenunwürdigsten Bedingungen überlebt. 
An einem Tag gelang ihr das verdrängen nicht. Sie besuchte mit mir in Berlin das jüdische Museum. Als Sie den "Raum des Exils" betrat, begann ihr ganzer Körper zu zittern. Aus ihr brachen regelrecht die Tränen und der jahrzehntelang immer wieder zurückgehaltene Schmerz heraus. Sie verließ dann geradezu fluchtartig diesen Raum und konnte nur mit Mühe wieder von mir beruhigt und in die Gegenwart zurückgebracht werden. 
Dieses Ereignis und der Versuch, mich in die tief verwundete jüdische Seele meiner Mutter hineinzuversetzen, die für einen Moment im "Raum des Exils" offenlag, hat mich zu diesem Song inspiriert.

From The Middle Of My Jewish Soul

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Lyrics:-
A glimmer of hope on the horizon
Now could we be so sure
The torches are burning 
They try to chase away the darkness
So could this be the dawn

Waiting for the Daybreak now
Could this be the dawn
Waiting for the Daybreak now
Could this be the dawn

Bringing the light back
Waiting for the Daybreak
Bringing the light back 
Could this be the dawn
Bringing the light back
Waiting for the Daybreak
Bringing the light back
Waiting for the dawn
Brining the light back
Could this be the Daybreak
Bringing the light back
Waiting for the Sunrise

Skaarl/ winkandwoo 2019

Daybreak

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The Horologist's Cat

The Horologist's cat was pensively striding back and forth in the window above a well traveled through-way in the sleepy pre-dawn hours. It is was a dank New Orleans morning. André woke with a hangover, and two days worth of stubble. His watch repair business was failing, but he would open it again today...albeit later than usual. It was later every day, but it was all he knew for the last 18 years.

Bauver had been with André 16 of those years; he was a rust colored tabby with dirty ivory accents. "Cats are never owned" André was fond of saying that, "we tolerate each other". Bauver was agitated by the noise below. The noise that would alter the course of André's life...

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Hans- Original music, Guitar & Bass
Me- Tele choir, and short story ;)

The Horologist's Cat (Hans & Telefan)

Lyrics based on book "The Winter of Our Discontent" by John Steinbeck. Written in Salinas and Monterey, Ca (Steinbeck's home town and hangouts). 

The Place (based on Steinbeck's "Winter of Our Discontent")

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Digital Busker
- Dgar

Digital audience 
gazing into screens
Wandering through playlists 
Shuffling their streams 

Digital busker, laying track after track
Sharing his beats, never looked back 
Take after take, gotta get that mix jumping 
Drop that beat! Feel that bass pumping.

He’s not on the radio 
No records, tapes, CDs. 
He broadcasts on the Internet 
It’s all done digitally

Digital busker, laying track after track
Sharing his beats, never looked back 
Take after take, gotta get that mix jumping 
Drop that beat! Feel that bass pumping.

Thoughts he plucks from his mind 
get played right in your brain 
Digial sounds in the bits he writes
What we think becomes the same 

Digital busker, laying track after track
Sharing his beats, never looked back 
Take after take, gotta get that mix jumping 
Drop that beat! Feel that bass pumping.

Written, composed, and performed by Jon O'Hare

Digital Busker

Written and performed by Kar Stanton
Produced by Kar Stanton and Robin Pearkes
Mastered by Pete Maher
Artwork by Mollie Forsyth

Lyrics:
It’s hard to switch it off, some kind of addiction
I know I’ve had enough and now I am sinking
When the worst of all the earth is here in my hand
And now I’ve seen it all but I don’t understand

All the wonders and the terrors
I’m not a child anymore
Don’t know what to do with it all
All the wonderful things and the terrible things
How can we live in a world like this?

You spread your righteous anger, do you feel better?
There’s no more room for nuance, where are the colours?
I know I soak it up, have the thinnest skin
I’m taking it all in, I feel everything

So feed me, feed me more
Give me what I want

All the wonders and the terrors
I’m not a child anymore
Don’t know what to do with it all
All the wonderful things and the terrible things
How can we live in a world like this?

Trouble on the other side of the world
Trouble on the other side of the sea
It was playing on my screen
Trouble on the other side of the street
On the other side of the wall
now it’s walking through my door

Nations fall, the earth shakes
and the waters roar and foam
I remember my God
I’d forgotten all about
As the days fall away
But the desperation stays
I remember my God

The Wonders and the Terrors

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We're a three piece band with part-timers who sit in on occasion (formerly Skiprope Cello. Same band, revised name). We're currently working on our 3rd album (1st full length) to be released on Bandcamp to be entitled "Vanity Fair." Watch for pre-releases soon. See Bandcamp link below.  

We're avid readers, so lyrics are often based on books.  Genre is eclectic mix of alternative, lo-fi, techno, lounge, punk-jazz of the 1920s/30s variety. We are from both California and the Midwest (Iowa), United States. Our influences include: Cole Porter, Dostoevsky, Steely Dan, F.S. Fitzgerald, The Clash, Henry James, Potluck Suicide, Gary Numan, James Joyce, Daniel Amos, Fellini, Marc Plainguet, CS Lewis, The Residents, George Bernard Shaw, Al Jolson, Atom Bender, Chopin, Captain Beefheart, TS Eliot, Bob Dylan, Ultravox, Scott Joplin, Anthony Trollope, The Strokes, Kraftwerk, Bill Mallonee, Franz Kafka. We always love people downloading our stuff - even for free - but any and all feedback greatly appreciated. Thanks for listening.
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