Sometimes our path, or journey as it were, leads us to an edge. Edges of self, life, circumstances, reality, cliffs, you name it… Some edges are dangerous, sharp and jagged, even life threatening. Other edges encourage us to traverse them. Back in the 1970’s, there was this great sand cliff we used to go to, in Northern Europe, where we could run and hurl ourselves off of it and land in the water below. It was exhilarating, as the hang time allowed for contemplation in the moment, during the free fall. It felt like we were flying like the bluebirds in the sky. At the base of the cliff, we hung out by the water. We were mostly unfamiliar with the freedoms we had found there. Harry ran off and intentionally lost his swim trunks on the beach, while chasing after a beautiful woman who herself was sans swimsuit. He was in love with her. She had other ideas. He was drinking heavily, then he passed out, ass up in the sand, under the blazing sun, after making a fool of himself. It was a sad moment all around. By the time we found him, he had a bad sunburn. Poor guy. Could hardly sit down. A bunch of us were camped in the forest, not far from the cliffs. That night, I was sitting by the fire next to a wild-eyed woman and asked her something in another language. She blew smoke in my face and laughed nervously as if taunting a bear. Then she kissed me. We all seemed to be chasing after a freedom that did not exist in this life, at least for us. Some of us would later die trying to find that same freedom. For some strange reason I survived. We were wild back then and maybe always will be. This song contains some of that freedom among other things.

Lammbone's Album

Have You Ever Been?

افتاده بر لاک خویش

sounds like airplane but it is edward (pitchtempo) 45 seconds

classical guitar gone crazy

Traffic Sucks

Just Another

Constant Voices

Lyrics

Resistance is futile🎶
Your hate is survile,🤷🏽
No mistake in this chime🔆
We building on toned time🚀

Resistance is futile🎨
Your hate uses miles🧘🏽
Your lies find meters🥽
Metric mind from real beast soul🆘

♾️Awww funk me funk me funk me deep🕺🏽
♾️Aww funk me funk me funk me seed🎧
♾️Aww funk me funk me funk me love deed🤝🏼
♾️It's a funk me funk funk me need yeah 💃🏽

This Summer ball just right for me🎯
This Summer ball rollling the free🌎
Awww funk me funk me funk me deep🕺🏽
Aww funk me funk me funk me seed🎧

This Summer ball just right for me🎯
This Summer ball rollling the free🌎

Good season of sun
You make us run
Run for fun
Fun feels long
Sphered summer soul
Give us the call
Give us the call

Focus focus
Musical hocus pocus
Funk me with your closest
Funk me host and hostess
PC says funk me
Cruising for a cancel culture dunk or two
Funk me

This Summer ball just right for me🎯
This Summer ball rollling the free🌎
This Summer ball just right for me🎯
Awww funk me funk me funk me deep🕺🏽
Aww funk me funk me funk me seed🎧

Original Track here: https://soundcloud.com/oj22-150288688/summer-ball

A super artist & person. Here, I added vocal, bass and electric guitar. This song needed nothing but I heard myself on it so added the words and started building something cool on what was already epic!


Consider these artists names to promote this:

-Seasoned Reason
-The Seasons
-Seasoned
-Sea in Summer
-Summer in Season
-Summer Reason

Summer Ball

Francesco Tamburrano - Metapontum (Victor Lopez Rmx) [Superordinate Dub Waves]

Bonama and Special K (SY) present Sunda Blaze EP, a two-track release of melodic tribal organic sounds with an ethnic touch where earthy percussion, warm harmonies, and deep grooves merge, creating an immersive journey that bridges cultural rhythm with modern electronic spirit.

Producer: Bonama, Special K
Publisher: YHV Music Group
Record Label: YHV Records

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Bonama & Special K (SY) - Sunda Blaze [YHV RECORDS]

Dreams from pre-birth of trees in blossom.

Dreams of Blossom Trees (remastered 2025)

Beneath the streets of Shiraz, there’s a bloke called Sasan. He crafts sounds for himself and his mates, both real and virtual. He’d be well chuffed if you gave his work a listen, here and there.

افتاده بر لاک خویش

SASAN