Artwork: Oil painting by yours truly; J.J. Terrell. Artwork training courtesy of inspiration of Bob Ross painting T.V. show 😂

The first song I ever wrote (memorized) when I was about 14.

I recorded a new version on April 3, 2023.

A Moment of Happiness

Virtual jam session with Roy Roy who is on slide guitar. Hope you enjoy! Song originated and written by Roy Roy. 

Roy Roy's Soundcloud site...
https://on.soundcloud.com/1GuUM

Spring Is Coming (Roy Roy And J.J. Terrell)

Recording Sessions from 25/11/2022 - 08/12/2022
2 tracks MOOG Modular - (vst Arturia),
2 tracks Asian Dream - (vst DSK),
1 track Piano2 - (vst Arturia), 
presets, mixing, processing and editing: Pier WILL.
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🛠 - Made with MOOG & Modular / Multi-tracks
🎹 - Composed, arranged, performed, produced by Pier WILL & Studio 4H09
🔲 - Artwork - Pier WILL
🙏 - Acknowledgements - Ableton, AKG, Arturia, Audacity, Cantabile, Focusrite, Korg, M-Audio, MSI, Sony, SoundCloud, Teac, Techniks, Yamaha.
⚙️ - #Ambient #Movies #Experimental 
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❤️Love, 🕊️Peace, 🙏Respect

Aiko

Chris asked for a mix between the Depeche Mode original and the fantastic Johnny Cash cover version… here’s our Easter release!
Cosmic Keanu: vocal, guitars, mix
K2 and the Three: drums, bass guitar, percussion 
#Cosmic Keanu #K2 and the Three # Gospel # psychedelic# Johnny Cash # Lord Jesus Christ

Personal Jesus (Johnny Cash cover of Depeche Mode) Cosmic Keanu/ K2 and the Three

A rainbow perched on a wire, like notes on a staff.

A RAINBOW ON A WIRE

Encounter 743 is a brand new synthpop duo from England, delivered to you by the creative mind behind Eros Attacks. The band's first release will be in autumn 2023 and will be a combination of rich, energetic synths and silky female vocals.

In the meantime, here's a teaser of some of the instrumental work that will be featuring on the band's debut album.

PROMO - Sixty Seconds of Synthwave from ENCOUNTER 743

Lyrics and singing by Kahn 😌🙏 https://on.soundcloud.com/ffBES

Artwork by My friend's wife Margaryta Yermolayeva
Please see and support her paintings at 
margaryta-yermolayeva.pixels.com

7th Heavenly day天国みたいな日を見上げて  

I’m trapped in the ice of rule

The ice is like a trackway
Rain is melting the ice of me away
Rain is embracing me

The ice is becoming sparkle water
The ice is becoming sparkle water
The ice is becoming sparkle water
The ice is becoming sparkle water

Look up above the 7th Heavenly day
Look up above the 7th Heavenly day

Old rules are on the ground
It’s so faraway
Old rules are on the ground
It’s so faraway

Look up above the 7th Heavenly day
Look up above the 7th Heavenly day

Rain is melting the ice of me away
Rain is melting the ice of me away
Rain is melting the ice of me away

私は囚われている
ルールの氷に
古い街道の様な氷だ
雨は私の氷を溶かしてくれる
雨が私を優しく包んでいる
氷はキラキラした水になっている
７番目よりもっと上の天国な日を見上げて見てよ
古いルールが地面に落ちている
とても遠くに

7th Heavenly Day (Feat. Khan)

Mellow Out Motion

I've felt inspired by some of the great live performances on SoundCloud recently, and I was working on a track that I ended up overcooking. So I thought I'd share a nice simple one mic recording instead, just me, guitar and a sleeping dog. Also added this one to my One mic recordings playlist on my profile.

https://on.soundcloud.com/r5Xy5

Thanks for listening and inspiring as always greatly appreciated.

lyrics

You made a vow to try to bring me down
worked for about an hour or two
quit pushing pulling me around
been a little while I'll figure out what I can do

nothing comes from hate they say
nothing much I know
but I'm ploughing my own fields to today
sitting back I'm gonna watch them grow

up through the sky
up through the sky

dawn it breaks
birdsong please sing me something new
don't follow the road
they lay down in front of you

march out a beat to your own blues
march out a beat to your own blues

and when that rain it falls
it don't bother me at all
now that I'm just a prisoner
in the storm

You made a vow to try to bring me down
and it worked for about an hour or two

Beat To Your Own Blues

One of the many nice things about "chatting" to Dan is that he will often pin a little gift to the end of a message in the form of a link to a piece of music he has crafted.

A few days ago I listened, enthralled, to a wonderful piece he originally created in 2012 but recently remixed;  it is called "A Song of Sadness".

I couldn't help but scribble.  
What came out is rough, personal, raw and edgy.
It is what it is.   That's how it works sometimes.  No point in trying to beautify it.
A little taken aback, I put it to one side.
It was destined for the waste basket, but must have crawled out in the night...

Thank you Dan, for permitting me to drape some words across your fabulous music.

If you don't know Dan's work, you can find it here.  

https://soundcloud.com/dan-t-3

Well worth a look.
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Self Portrait in the Palette of Sadness

Staring blankly at this craven world I focus only on the back of my own eyelids.
Anything beyond that is simply too terrifying to contemplate.  Utter horror.
Oh so frankly recalling how my childhood haven unfurled, the surgical violence
All too fond of familiar pains searing all the black night through to the dark tomorrow.
Drenched of sweat, fevered neatly, wrapped for warmth to boil completely,
But they couldn't understand; familial care demanded heat be close at hand.
The inside of my head, red-hot pokered time again, would rot and spew a filthy pus, 
Rancid stuff, seeping of my very brain, medically remanded in defeat, the two of us.
Sadness and me.

Sister Campbell, Sister Henley, angels both would flap beside, to find, and
Hold me tightly, bound of nursing love, as tears streamed when finally, at last I cried, 
The five year old's manly fight conceded to the salted lash-borne brine.
“Dear God above, why me?”  I screamed, or would have, had I tried.
So clamber back within the yolk of soulful self, leave external friendships on the shelf
For better times beyond the now of hell-borne cranial carnage rent.
Who cares, when wracked by tormented, nerve-shredded moral garbage spent?
Tease and yelling to the aid a-ripping of the senses, Lords of Flies, by Beelzebub sent.
Just sadness, nothing and me.  We three.

Keep the head within the book; avoid eye contact, never look above chest height.
Tip the brow, the shoulder crooked, bereft of health, there's only now, only night.
Within the time-barred keeping sanctuary of self, no social threats evolved to haunt,
No public penance, no whipping as of Notre Dame, to the slavering crowd's delight.
Gaunt,  alone, and labelled “sad”, I am, by those afar who've never known resolved despair.
Hope is what I bottled up back there, into the long lost screwtop jar all those sixty years ago.
My plight, what some might deem “unfair” is but the only one I dare to share,
Castled solely, within this lonely cell I know so intimately well, pacing slowly to and fro.
So, leave us be.  My sadness and me.  Rendering impeccably to the lightest unitary dust.

My sadness is the only friend I know.  
The only one I trust.
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Photo by Josh Nuttall on Unsplash

Self Portrait In The Palette Of Sadness (Verses set to the music of Dan - DT)

Don't Take It Away

I was interested in music in my early youth... so I soon got my first synthesizer and set up a small home recording studio.
over the years i played keyboards in 5 bands...the direction was rock...pop...blues and soul.
in the meantime i have discovered my enthusiasm for creating my own songs.
it makes me happy when I can compose...arrange...mix...produce and create something new.
it's like a passion to experiment with different styles of music... and it gives me a lot of joy.
the only limit is your imagination...
is my motto.
and everything is possible...you just have to try.

music is pure magic...and part of the soul...
no one can escape her
let the music guide your mind...and that's the only way you'll get the freedom...you've always wanted

Mellow Out Motion

𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐚