Very beautiful.I love bass sounds and choruses!

Beautiful song and harmonies 🤍 and the sound of lead vocals is catchy ❣️

Sweet romantic lyrics, Roger! Love your voice! So soothing & dreamy! Gorgeous, subdued instrumentation with delicious percussion!! 🔝🔆💖⭐💎🔁🙌🏻😍

Your vocal timbre during harmonies reminds me of the band Venice.

Words and music by Roger Whittlesey. ©2021
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Floating

A stone in the sea, and then you look at me
And I'm floating away

Heart filled with lead, and then you turn your head
And I'm floating away

Wait, it's only love
It's only love
I've been looking for but
Wait, it's only love

It's all gravity, and then you talk to me 
And I'm floating away

Time weighs on my mind
I see you and the clocks unwind
And I'm floating away
Floating away
Floating away
Floating away

July 27, 2021

Floating

Bring It To The Table

As If

Coming together of a flute blues and alto sax improvisation with bamboo flute drones and techno beats (adapted from 'Call to Prayer' from the album 'Nepalese Dream' https://thewindscalebluesexperiment.bandcamp.com/album/nepalese-dream).

Nebulae photo by S Aldebaran (Unsplash)

Call from Beyond

Ramsey Island

The first of a collection about: A Boy, a Dream and a Magical Place.

A boy and a dream

A Boy, A Dream, and A Magical Place

Watch on Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MLn2ZVQhdXY&ab_channel=MeraKhai
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sad song + slowed + reverb (burning will be just for you)

Song Video
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DYwlhqgr83U

Lyrics
Bough
By David Husted

V1

Underneath a funeral wreath
Rests a letter be-neath the sill to read, but I can't breathe ;
as the world spins around I break-down 

But the me that breathes,  is not the me that feels, 
The ache,  of a groaning tree
Let me be with that me;  where

I remember the

Ch1
warm breeze
Upon the bough with your warm heat
Held by a branch with those green, green leaves
Out on a limb
We kissed 
We lived
I'd give anything for this

V2
Patterns lock and dissolve,  shaped by a world that is gone
Chaos in the amethyst; reflecting 
Placed next to the beryl ring and necklace of pearls you see
Inside a coffin; they mean nothing at all without

Your eyes, and your smile, and your mind

Together here in this
 
Ch2
warm breeze
Upon the bough by your warm heat
Held by a branch by those green, green leaves
Out on a limb
We kissed; We lived

Bough

the secluded Inn

This is about the consequences of bullying. Morgan was 13, bullied at school mercilessly and relentlessly, until she committed suicide. When I read about the case years ago I found it distressing and later was moved to write this song. Don’t have a personal connection to what happened, I just found it really sad.


They found her in the morning
The sadness in her eyes remained
They had taunted and they teased
And broke her
She died in her sleep
Alone.

She fought them off as long as she could
They wore her down until the pain took…
She begged everyone
Rescue me from this pain.

They found her in the morning
The gladness in her heart erased
The tragedy of Morgan
Will haunt them
Each night as they sleep
Alone.

She fought them off as long as she could
They wore her down until the pain took…
She begged everyone
Rescue me from this pain.

Morgan can you tell us where you are
(The) life you lost was beautiful to us
Morgan can you show us what to do
(Your) life will shine a light for us from you.

Morgan
We miss you
Morgan 
We miss you
Morgan 
We miss you
Where are you, today?
We miss you.

Morgan can you tell us where you are 
(The) life you had was beautiful to us
Morgan can you show us what to do
(Your) life will shine a light for us from you.

Morgan

Dedicated to those who chase the creative muse
Lyrics:
You'll know it when you feel it
I'd walk into burning buildings just to see it
Yeah, you know it when you feel it
My muse, she never stays around for long
The paint splatter
The ego destruction
The angle of the light
To try to capture the image
In your mind
Yeah, that's right
That's Robert Johnson there at the table
He knows a guy...
Who knows a guy...
Who gets things done
Because every showman knows
You gotta leave a little bit more
For the back row
You will know it when you feel it
The angels, they've got it all wrong
A beautiful sequence of mistakes
It's a beautiful sequence of mistakes

You'll know it when you feel it
I'll walk into abandoned buildings
Just to see it
She never likes to stay around long
She never likes to hear my love songs

And that's why I don't write love songs anymore...

You'll Know It When You Feel It

Two sides

Ballade de nature et d'électronique en poésie de noms de fleurs de bord de l'eau, paroles chantées.
Ballad of nature and electronics in poetry of names of flowers by the water's edge, sung lyrics.

Les Fleurs de Plaisir *** Patrick Picault

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Roger Whittlesey is a multi-instrumentalist, singer-songwriter from the Boston area. He often composes and records pop music with intricate harmonies and deceptively sophisticated chord changes. Many songs spring from his 60s, 70s and 80s influences, but his music is original and unique. Whittlesey often collaborates with instrumentalists and singers from the world of jazz, folk, and pop to create a hybrid form.

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