I was at the farm, chilling..not far from my place, so I made this tune a bit longer for you. This piano is an old old Antique Caveau is a bit detuned and sustain pedal is noisy, apologies about that

Live Reflexion#004

The Harpy, is a powerful and charming eagle that inhabits the rainforests of Latin America. This work is a tribute to this great and majestic raptor.

The Harpy's Flight - Composition, Arrangement & Production by Jorge Inacio.

Album Spacing Time

The Harpy's Flight

Gentle Smile

Not much time at the moment, 
so if you've never heard it and to (maybe) keep the SC mOag page going
I thought I'd 'recharge' this one from
https://soundcloud.com/the-acoustic-grill.

It's an LB GooDsoN song,
you can hear it in it’s original form here :
https://soundcloud.com/lb-goodson/casanova-by-lb-goodson

I love LB’s simple, expressive lyrics,
his killah melodies and kickass rock’n’roll...
He was kind enough to lend me a hand on this cover
with backing vocals and harmonica.

Thank you very much Leroy Buddy GooDson !!..

Whenever you think you might be dead
Whenever you think you might be dreaming
Whenever you think you're losing control of it all.

See you soon on the moon
See you soon on the moon

Go casanova go !

Whenever you think you might be dead
Whenever you feel just like a fool
Whenever you feel like surfing on a wave goodbye.

See you soon on the moon
See you soon on the moon

Don't need a rocket to get through the universe
Don't need a ticket for a ride into the skies
Just wanna hear the sound of time
Don't need a rocket to get through the universe.

Go casanova go !

LB GooDsoN w/mOag- CasanOva

Winners

Without patience without time
Can't sustain this can't unwind
One last time for old withdrawal 
Lash the mast it’s curtain call

How do I change?

Curse the failure curse the past
Curse the dirt that holds you back
It clings on tight the more you run
You are now your father’s son

How do I change?

Build my bridge of steal and stone
Childproof matches impulse prone
Antifreeze in something sweet
Pass the night in blissful sleep

How do I change?

How Do I Change?

Rummaging through the archives, looking for a specific track - couldn't find it yet - I know I have it. But I came across this ditty and decided to do some mixing work on it.

It's from 1997 I think, original 4 track recording, I was having a blast playing the slide guitar and just felt this vibe coming, decided to record it.

I do not regret it for one bit :)

Lucy Lights

'To Soon To Tell' A mixed genre fusion track passing through various points of my daily journey.

To Soon To Tell

Ever felt like life is passing you by?

You're just crossing off the days?

Ticking down the time?
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Ticking

Ticking down the time.
Nowhere at the speed of light,
Nothing in my mind.
A dream of futures past.
Precious in my heart,
But it never came to pass.
Rearranged all my drawers of memory's worn out socks,
Corrected all my broken lifetime's kitchen clocks.
Just ticking down the time.

Ticking down the time.
Backwards at the speed of life,
Burdened in my mind.
Who stole it all away?
The clarity of thought
That defined me yesterday.
Dusted all the volumes on my memory's shelf,
Time-lapsed photographic of my former self.
Just ticking down the time.

Tomorrow calls in shades of black,
I swear these walls are staring back,
We waltz our falls in spiral mime,
Just ticking down the time.

Ticking down the time.
Lights out on the road ahead,
Fog come down behind.
Ready to anoint
The corpse of a life history
Shrivelled to a point.
JPEG'd out the detail of the smiling years,
Algorithmically compressed into this room of tears,
Where I'm just ticking down the time.
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Photo by Charles Deluvio on Unsplash

Ticking

Worm Boy

Une Comptine Romantique

I'm a songwriter who attempts to sing. I don't mind synths, but I prefer natural instruments and use them whenever possible. Thank you for supporting independent musicians! (instrumentals available upon request)

How Do I Change?

Sam Reaver