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Owsey & Dustin Christensen - Carry Me, Ohio

Sink to the bottom - Acoustic cover ( HIMYM OST )

...back on the cloud after a longer break with a new track, 
Written by Shoemansky - A brandnew Swiss/USA co-production, featuring the amazing singer Élan Noelle from Washington D.C.! Thanks for your creativity and inspiring voice, Élan!

Photo by milad.ch






Hold Me

Hold Me (feat. Élan Noelle)

Recorded with a Takamine acoustic guitar (Edward) and a laptop in my little basement studio...............

A few months ago I came across an acoustic musician named Jon Gomm playing his song 'Passion Flower'. What this gentleman could do with a guitar was simply amazing!
Check it out here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nY7GnAq6Znw
His use of the instrument in unconventional ways to produce music inspired me to really start from scratch, practicing every way I could think of to produce sound from the guitar.
The most challenging part has been adding in percussive beats while playing and learning to play up and down the neck overhand while all the fingerings are backward.............This is my first stab at pulling together everything I have been playing with for the past month into a song. Hope you like it ;-)

"In The End"

Why do we wait to say
What we want to say
Would it really matter anyway
Why do we wait to see 
Who we want to see
Are we really that busy anyway

In the end
What we were fighting for
Won't matter anymore
In the end
What will become of us
Just a pile of dust
In the end
Back where we all begin
All alone again
In the end

Why do we wait to be 
What we want to be
Would it really matter anyway
Why do we wait to go
Where we want to go
Are we really that busy anyway

In the end
What we were fighting for
Won't matter anymore
In the end
What will become of us
Just a pile of dust
In the end
Back where we all begin
All alone again
In the end


In The End

Recorded with a Takamine Acoustic guitar (Edward) and a laptop in my little home studio...........

I wrote this song for a dear friend that has been going through a hard time and has been on my mind a great deal lately...........No words on this one.......just my feelings expressed through the guitar...........Smile :-)

You can watch the music video for this song here: https://youtu.be/ITnEzTUvsFE
~SC~

Smile

Acoustic guitar, music and concept by: Saving Change
(https://soundcloud.com/saving-change)
Lyrics and vocals by: FaDE
(https://soundcloud.com/fa-d-1)

I originally wrote "Bloom" as an instrumental about the different seasons of life. I cannot begin to express how much it means to me that Fa found beauty in the music and has added so much more through her wonderful words and voice!!! Thank you so much!!!

“Bloom”
One step at a time
First to learn to fall
One step at a time
Before you learn to walk

Look at me, on my new bicycle
Look at me, I am the king of the world
Kissed Knees from pebbles on the ground
I’m getting older if I don’t cry, and I smile
I’m growing up like a bloom into the light

Then to learn to dance in the sunlight
A few stolen kisses in the shade
I’m growing up with the love that I’ve met
I’m growing up in the laughter, in the pain
No matter if the tears are flooding the sand
Which feeds me

One step in time 
One step in time
One step in time
One step in time
I want to dance in the sunlight

Look at me now I’m old and faded
Look at me….in my eyes, the past so far away
I underwent so many thunderstorms
Now I’m older, no I don’t cry……..I’m reborn
I don’t want to wilt like a bloom into the dark




Bloom ~ Vox / Feat. FaDE

Kim Chi covered History by One Direction

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Loanh Quanh.
-Mademoiselle-

Có một chiều tôi đi theo anh.
Loanh quanh loanh quanh đi khắp phố phường 
Thì thầm đọc tên những con đường,
Gió lùa qua mái tóc, xem nắng nhuộm vàng trên hàng cây già.
Bước từng bước thật chậm, 
Anh không muốn dừng chân, còn tôi chưa muốn về nhà.

Cũng mặt trời treo trên mây cao,
Sao mặt trời anh không mang nắng hạ.
Màu hoàng hôn trên lá, anh cũng đâu thiết tha.
Dòng người đi qua hối hả, phải chăng anh không mặn mà.
Nếu tôi có nhạt nhòa trong tâm trí anh, cũng đâu bất ngờ.

Biết đời này còn lại bao nhiêu?
Tôi cứ yêu, yêu qua các mùa
Khát khao như nắng ban trưa
Nghĩ suy như gió như mưa

Thích anh luôn ở bên tôi,
Muốn anh riêng tôi mà thôi.
Mà chờ đợi quá lâu rồi, tôi đâu sống như mây trời.
Câu chuyện tình một thời, xin anh hãy buông lơi
Và cho tôi một con đường./

English translation:

One afternoon, I followed you.
Going around the street, whispering their names.
The wind blew through my hair while sunlight was painting on the old trees.
We took slow steps, you didn't want to stop and I didn't want to go home.

The same sun, hanged above the high clouds.
Why didn´t your sun have the summer scent?
Like you didn't care about the sunset on the leaves
You didn´t pay attention to the people flow either
I might be fading from your mind, it´s not a surprise.

I don´t know how long this life will last
I keep loving you, through many seasons.
My desire is like the midday sun.
My thoughts are like the storms.

I want you to be always by my side
I want you to only be mine
But I have been waiting for too long
I don´t live like the clouds.
The old love story in the past, please let it go.
And show me the way./

Mademoiselle - Loanh Quanh

Another visual, audio soundscape blending our 3 individual styles. Close your eyes and come along with us... 

The Shores of Lareto:

Slipped down to Mexico
Hid out for 28 days
Slept under stars and the eyes of the moon
Just south of Isla San Jose
The days bled into weeks and the weeks bled into wine
The sun fought the horizon going down
Swam out to the furthest shoal that I have ever know
Halfway out my demons pulled me down

Caught up in the current 
Washed me out to sea
300 Miles down
From the shores of Laredo


@michaelw-2 - production/arrangement/pads/synths and mix on his iPad
@aranajason - lyrics/vocals/guitar 
@jackwm - lead guitars

Grab an unmastered download on us.
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www.facebook.com/RefractedMemory

The Shores Of Loreto (Wadlow, Arana, Morefield)

Written in a hotel room in Austin, Texas and recorded in my small home studio using a Fender Acoustic guitar (Lucy) through a Fishman Loudbox and Fender Acoustisonic amplifiers.

I was recently back on the road with a stop in Austin Texas........checked into room #1601 at the downtown Hilton and being completely exhausted, I crashed for the night. Around 2:00am I woke up to the blinding street lights below shining through the window. As I crawled out of bed to close the curtains I noticed to my left was the State Capitol building surrounded by all the downtown buildings and trappings of "Success" while to my right was the highway overpass, under which a single homeless gentleman was sleeping wrapped in a blanket on the concrete support of the bridge.
Such a stark contrast of situations and at the same time, here we were on opposite sides of the glass but both yearning for home.
I picked up my guitar and this song came out as I watched over this man through my window pane that night..........16 floors over his bridge, but both homeless...............

"16 Floors"
Can you see me here
Staring down from this window
From this window pane
I can see your pain
Does your family know where you are
Or do they even care
You sleep on concrete pillows
In your worn out clothes
Is it cold tonight
Will you be alright

16 floors over your bridge
I’m watching over you tonight
16 floors over your bridge
Blinded by the street lights
16 floors over your bridge
We’re both homeless tonight

Is it luck or a twist of fate
Do we even know 
Another time, another place
You could be my own shadow
Well it seems we’re both drifting
One nothing, other everything
But it doesn’t even matter
Both still searching for something
Does it seem cold tonight
Will we be alright

16 floors over your bridge
I’m watching over you tonight
16 floors over your bridge
Blinded by the street lights
16 floors over your bridge
We’re both homeless tonight

16 floors over your bridge
I’m watching over you tonight
16 floors over your bridge
Blinded by the street lights
16 floors over your bridge
We’re both homeless tonight


16 Floors

Written & performed by Shoemansky
Add. Vocals by Élan Noelle

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LIONINE

You to me are just like blood
I can’t be without you
In my heart and in my head
Just can’t live without you

You to me are like the air
I can’t exist without you
What I breathe is what I am
Just can’t live without you

You to me are like a blink
I can’t smile without you
Need you more than you think
Just can’t live without you

You to me are like the sun
I can’t shine without you
Shedding light on every one
Just can’t live without you

You to me are like a light
One day soon you’ll light up my night


Lionine (feat. Élan Noelle)

Recorded live at the Marriott Hotel in Pittsburgh, PA on September 12, 2016
Guitar: Martin 000X1AE Custom X Series (Katherine)

Lavender originated in a very personal way. This past Christmas, our middle daughter Kelley had asked for an easel with some canvases and paints. After breakfast on Christmas day I was working on a new piece of music with a new guitar as she set up to paint on the other side of the room. Over the next couple of hours her painting developed into a beautiful tree with purple leaves and as I watched her paint, the lyrics for the song I was working on begin to form. In the end we will never know how the developing music may have inspired her painting in the same way the developing painting inspired the lyrics, but this song and my daughter's painting are forever intertwined. This beautiful painting now hangs on my bedroom wall and is the first thing I see every morning when I wake up! "An empty canvas is all the color that you need, and you can be anything you want to be"..................................

"Lavender"
An empty canvas
Is all the color that you need
And you can be
Anything you want to be
So close your eyes 
And tell me what you see
If you could be
Anything
Hmmm……..As for me

I see lavender in your smile
And I hear laughter
I haven’t heard in a while
Of all the colors you could be
Feels like lavender to me
So paint your picture
Hang it on the wall
Tell your story
No Boundaries at all
Endless colors of what you could be
Feels like Lavender to me

We all start this life
Out in Black and White
And we can be
Anything we choose to be
So close your eyes
And tell me what you see
If we could be
Anything
Hmmm.......As for me

I see lavender in your smile
And I hear laughter
I haven’t heard in a while
Of all the colors you could be
Feels like lavender to me

I see lavender in your smile
And I hear laughter
I haven’t heard in a while
Of all the colors you could be
Feels like lavender to me
So paint your picture
Hang it on the wall
Tell your story
No Boundaries at all
Endless colors of what you could be
Feels like Lavender to me

Smells like lavender to me
Tastes like lavender to me
Sounds like lavender to me
Feels like lavender to me


Lavender

22, A Million

715 - CR∑∑KS

Music by Shoemansky
Lyrics by Shoemansky
Lead Vocals by Élan Noelle

Inspired by a wonderful speech of Michelle Obama.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AaKju-TrEmU

We Go Higher

We Go Higher (When They Go Low)

Written and produced by Shoemansky
Mastered by Chris Athens, Sterling Sound, New York

"Ghost" (Official Musicvideo):
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n3sZoN8_JpM

Ghost

Shoemansky - Ghost

"A Penny Spent"

She buttons down the sycamore leaves pressed in a bow,
thread and pencils, bones of wings, her photographs of snow -
tears they come, tears they fall, roll down like wilting suns,
she saved her every common cent but all of her’s been spent.

She draws a string through charms and rings, and throws her purse away
she needs no pens, not even maps, there’s nothing to be said
never is she coming back, the days will wash away
memories like Russian dolls, one inside them all.

This fucking town is sick and poisoned, so many small of heart and mind.

She understands the difference between dollars and souls,
one is poor when one is rich but neither did she know -
tears they come, tears they fall, and sting like angry wasps;
death be born and never waived, another penny saved.

That fucking town is sick and poisoned, everyone small of heart and mind;

She plants her hands into the earth, like cedar roots break streets
and crawls into the world above, the garden of the deep
Never is she coming back, she’ll hunt the little kings,
memories like russian dolls, one inside them all.

That fucking place is sick and heartless, so many small of thoughtful mind,
Penny saved her every common cent, but all of her’s been spent.

A Penny Spent

Welcome to my little corner of the Sound Cloud world!
I began teaching myself to play the guitar about ten years ago and quickly found that music became a way for me to release all the feelings that I couldn't find the words to express.
Just me and a guitar recorded wherever life takes me.
Thank you for taking the time to listen to my music, I hope you enjoy the songs!

~SC~