Beautiful piece 😍 🙏 🍀 🎶 🎧 

magnificent journey with brilliant details!

Whoa, killer piano work goin’ on here and accented by some stellar sound design elements and very tastefully created synthetic audio environments. Great originality and creativity at work. And man, some of those bass notes hit really nice and deep. Awesome production work S I G F U S  !!

Cool piano sound great track.🎶👏👍😎

LET YOUR EARS BREAK FREE

It's need-to-tell-this-to-my-therapist music Thursday! Please welcome our new imaginary combo "The Lamineers":

Sergio Párraga: Congas, Campana y Güiro
Jeff Roberts: Electrified Bass
me: what's left

Thank you a million Jeff and Sergio for having joined me with this ride. The road to get there was rather stony and winding --- some conversation excerpts: "I chose to enter the labyrinth of twisted meter and rubato alleys" --- "shall we call this one quits?" --- "man that is one idiosyncratic piece" --- "I take it as an adventure" --- "get that suckah out there!!!!!!!!!!"

https://soundcloud.com/jeff_roberts
https://soundcloud.com/sergioparraga

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There's no voices in my head, but they must be right
Danger's everywhere
Everything is fine, but you need to keep in mind, you really need to keep in mind
Little white round enemies

Alligator's coming

Come on, let's hide in the swamp
Nobody can see us, we're hidden, just shh
Kwui

Alligator's chasing its own tail
How did we get here?
Nobody can remember, but it was a perfect plan
OK there's a way out, but we need to find a bar

Left? Right? Straight?
Wrong direction, wait!
Light, streft, reight!

Come my brave soldier, shelter is near
We're out of provisions, but we still have a beer

Alligator's coming
Alligator's
Alligator's coming

Little white round enemies, mean mean calamities
Little white round enemies, leave me my identities
Alligator's coming

Soon we're there, just six bars more to visit
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Yahoo
Alligator's coming

Little White Round Enemies ft. Sergio Párraga and Jeff Roberts

the ocean...the beach...the strange quality in the air

Induced

Back From The Dead

Widespread knowledge of science

Once I wrote a description here !!!

Ok let's say I started adding layers to the great music https://soundcloud.com/progrockdan1 sent me.

Letra (translated lyrics below)

Se arrastró bajo los muros,
llorando.
Se filtró por las ranuras,
buscándome.
Y miró entre las fisuras,
deseando:
mucho claro, nada oscuro,
llamándome…
 
Mas el centinela mágico
de quijadas relucientes,
descarnado por los dientes
de mil y un gusanos cárnicos,
por la acción más degenérica
de venenos de odio y muerte,
este ser, cerebro inerte,
la detuvo, niña histérica…
 
Pero huyó,
vio sentada su promesa de llamarme.
Y escapó,
Vio prendido su deseo de amarme.
Sensación
de saber que era la presa, fuego y carne,
y en la intensa luz de vida vino a hallarme;
y me encontró.
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She crawled under the walls,
crying.
She filtered through the grooves,
searching for me.
And she looked inside the fissures,
wishing:
much clarity, no darkness,
calling me…

But the magic sentry
of shining jawbones,
eaten to the bone by the teeth
of thousand and one meat worms,
For the most degenerated action
of poisons of hatred and death,
this being, inert brain,
detained her, hysterical girl …

But she fled,
found assured her promise of calling me.
And she escaped,
found on fire her willing to love me.
Sensation
of knowing that she was the prey, fire and flesh,
and in the intense light of life she came to find me;
and she did.

Ella huyó - She fled (with ProgRockDan1)

This song is about being stuck in an endless loop of working life, the realisation of never ending monotony, to finally working out how to handle it and the hope of escaping it.

A big thank you to Pat Morey for the use of his house to record and for mixing this song. Also Gavin Smith for the use of his drums and equipment.

The Circle

My words are always wrong
I don’t know what to say to you
i’ve tried to put them in a song
i hope that it's a way to break through

I think we’re stronger than you know
More than you give it credit for
yeah,there’s a long long way to go
But first we have to open up the door

So we’ve had our share of tears
You think the dream has gone
We are fumbling through the years
We can find a way to carry on

How can you say that i’m not here
I’ve been right here all along
How can you say that i don’t care
When everything i do is for you, right or wrong

Look straight ahead, don't look back
We both know what we’ve been through
Please don’t mind those hard times
Because they led me here to you

I’ll hold on
And you’ll stay strong

Now it’s good to see you smile 
you haven’t felt like smiling for a while
And the feel of your hand in my hand
It makes everything worthwhile

we’ve had our own share of the dark 
But all of those hard times are gone
And the road ahead is long
But we don’t have to walk alone

Look straight ahead, don't look back
We both know what we’ve been through
Now i don’t mind those hard times
Because they led me here to you

I’ll hold on
And You stay strong

Looking Ahead

Lacking of space one time, I unpublished this one, thinking this had got enough attention...

But here is it again !
Would you help to make it heared ? to give likes to my friend Eddy and I ?
Comments highly appreciated

Avec eddy

Hey… The angle of the sun is getting higher in the sky, and is also melting the snow. The rabbits, deer and various birds that frequent the yard are happy about that. I am as well. I was surprised to see several robins that had overwintered here. Usually they hightail it when the autumn chill sets in. That makes for some strange and sad truths about climate. I cleaned out the growing containers in the small greenhouse, and will plant them with all sorts of salad greens, from seed I grew and saved. This year’s planting will be a couple weeks earlier than usual. It is still too cold outside to do much beside snow shoveling, and there is over a foot of snow on the ground, from recent storms. It is almost mud season though, where the snow melts and mud abounds. In some places here, it is best not to travel along certain roads as the mud, known as ‘gumbo’ here, sticks to everything like glue. Once, I was walking and the mud built up on the soles of my boots, as I was uplifted off the ground by a couple inches. OK… this song. Not really a ‘song’. More of a moment of exploration. A lot of distorted overdrive. And some new ideas I stumbled upon on slide guitar, while recording. All of which is a great way to make peace with the world, as it is today. It seems I tend to make ‘noise’ in those sad moments of personal reckonings. And lucky for you and your ears you get to listen to it. Maybe not though, huh? Always a pleasure, having you drop by, Mark

Lammbone's Album

The Satori Of A Noisy Slide Player

https://nowyyorg9.wixsite.com/seasional-optimist/music-7
Album Interactive Experience - 2024

I Know I Am A Sinner

https://nowyyorg9.wixsite.com/seasional-optimist/music-7 
Album Interactive Experience
nowyyorg 2024

Interactive Experience

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jONflbK4BmI

HEAVEN INSPIRATION

Solar Circle

C-Gracia

Mood Exhibit - Purity

Wrote this little singalong many years ago for a fellow Soundclouder who was feeling a bit low. 
My daughter was in her early teens when she took the lead vocals, and my son was pre-teen.
I’m hugely indebted to the supremely talented Russ Sinfield for taking time out to mix and master this little pick-me-up - thanks a ton, mate, I’m really very grateful. (https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield #chaoscookhouse)
Enjoy!

Levana: Lead vox, bvs
Jehan: Bvs
Me: the rest
Russ Sinfield: Mix and mastering

Singing The Song (Brian Peters)

Looking for a brighter day
To come and wash your worries away
Hey come on now, come on

Searching for a bluer sky
And you don’t know the reason why
Hey come on now, come on

*You got to keep on holding on
You got to keep your spirit strong
You got to keep on singing the song
And it won’t be long*

Looking for that ray of hope
And finding that it’s hard to cope
Hey come on now, come on

Wishing on a shooting star
Trying to figure who you are
Hey come on now, come on

Well I ain’t walking in your shoes
And we all carry our own blues

Singing The Song

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Artist from Sweden with Icelandic roots,
now living in Copenhagen

Widespread knowledge of science

S I G F U S

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