Love the song and the album art.  Nicely performed.

she/ it's a dream/clear soundN /CleanN girl

Wow! So impressed! The song in the vocals are amazing, but the production… Love! Makes you feel like you’re in the room with you! Everything is so clean, and so well balanced! Beautiful song, and beautiful production

The 7th EP of "past is the verse"

-Spotify
https://open.spotify.com/track/61WDY5gOzzhD7VRlNXKy4u

-Apple Music
https://music.apple.com/album/calm-calm/1560415883

-Amazon Music
https://music.amazon.co.jp/albums/B09173RCC7

-bandcamp
https://pastverse.bandcamp.com/track/calm-calm

Calm Calm

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Frozen

bizarrely awesome song about a beautiful day. code name Ronald Goddamn Chase. I had no choice on this one, it came from the overlord.🗿 it's super positive and has a some kickass raw stuff. brace yourself.

🤘🤡🤘
love, ronald 
xoxo

ronald goddamn chase - raw songwriting track

I was inspired after listening to Jesus Flores Guitarrista's "Popurri The Beatles".

(Disclaimer:  I do not own the copyright to this song.  It is presented here in a non-commercial format and only for entertainment and educational purposes.)

Imagine (John Lennon Cover in instrumental form)

Will the lonely oak tree remember the embrance of its sisters? 
What will she fell when she shades the men who left her orphan?
Will the human being ever learn that without enviroment there is no future for humanity?
Will it then be too late?

THE TREE THAT WAS FOREST

Blueprint for track that became 'Sandycove Milk'.

Inspired by wondrous music by Conin, whose track 'Kitty's Wake' reminded of the rich clay of Joyce's 'Finnegan's Wake'. This track, about the opening pages of Joyce's Ulysses, borrows coffee spoons, forever those of T.S. Eliot, in an effort to add sweet milk...drawn from the milk-well of honeyed Sandycove.  The lyric speaker is, notionally, Stephen Daedalus. For practical purposes, the lyric speaker is James Joyce himself. His aim? To hit Haines for a guinea [a pre-decimal unit of currency] before heading to France on a ferry. Whilst Haines still feels guilty (sheepish) about having fired his pistol at an imaginary cat he thought he saw in the fireplace in the Martello tower in Sandycove (now the Joyce Museum....a sacred...magical place, whose attendant Joyce scholars told me about the Haines' imaginary cat episode....it is all true...yet also dovetails eerily with the first chapter of Ulysses).

The reference to Haines having consumed Absinthe is a narrative fiction, invented to offer an explanation for his dangerous behaviour. No peer reviewed evidence capable of demonstrating Absinthe has hallucinogenic properties, exists, to my knowledge.


Lyrics

[chorus]
Gotta learn me some Italian
Gonna get me a guitar
Gotta learn me some Italian
Gonna get me a guitar

Hellenise me now
She come and go
talking bout Michelangelo
there will be time
there will be time

do I dare to eat a quiche?
I shall wear enchanted trousers
and float upon the beach

I’m still dreamin
something happened last night

Haines downed a snot-green bottle of Absinthe
started shooting at his Schrödinger's cat
in the fireplace
looks real sheepish this morning
gonna hit him for a guinea [a pre-decimal unit of currency]
and get outta here
gliding on the Emerald sea
to Paris
with Haines’ guinea in my pocket
when I’m at sea

gonna go uptown now
hitting the top deck of this here Martello
gonna watch the mailboat
glide on an Emerald sea
gonna rest my shiny elbows
on the jagged granite
just leavin the harbour

and here comes stately Buck
bearing a bowl of lather
crossed razor and mirror as well
holding the bowl aloft
and intoning...intonin

Introibo ad altare Dei
sacred chalice
sacred cross
and now I’m lookin at the sea
Thallata...sweet mother
Hellenise me
mailboat clearin the harbour
rage of Caliban inside me
cos of Haines....[firing a gun inside the Martello tower when drunk the night before, at a giant cat he imagined was sitting near the fireplace]
sweet Thallata
buttercups on the quilt
powdered musk and gauds of amber beads
calm now like the sea
there will be time
there will be time

Martello

We Could All Use A Deep Dream Clean Out And The World Certainly Needs More Than Just A Brush.
Dream Cleaner Girl Lyrics
My Head Was In Such A Mess
I Fell Back On My Bed
I Didnt Even Get Myself Undressed
In My Head Im Just Like A Stone
No Soft Place In Side
Cold And alone
I Dissolved Into My Pillow
And A Thought Came To My Head
Chorus
I Need A Dream Cleaner Girl
To Come And Clean For Me
But Can I Sleep For Long Enough For Her To Get My Whole World Clean ?
And While your In There Girl
Can You Tell Me What You See ?
And Can I Dream For Long Enough For You To Get My Whole World Clean ?

This World Is In Such A Mess
Wrong Pathways Have Been Trodden And Regrets
But Each Day Mother Natures Hand Caresses You And Me 
And As The New Sun Rises 
She Sets Our Spirits Freee
Chorus
Thank You Dream Cleaner Girl
For Deep Dream Cleaning Me
Now The Sun Streams Through My Window
Wont You Stay A little Longer
And Keep Me Company ?

Dream Cleaner Girl

Foratroca

ATRIUM .

Singer/ Songwriter/ Original Poetical Songs/ Concepts/ Son Of The Soil / Brother Of The Winds

Dream Cleaner Girl

Roy Gough (Crowman)

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