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A sort of acoustic cover of Pink Floyd's 'Comfortably Numb'

Comfortably Numb

Nat King Cole's version - All I Want For Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth punk rock cover.

"All I Want for Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth" is a novelty Christmas song written in 1944 by Donald Yetter Gardner (1913-2004) while teaching music at public schools in Smithtown, New York. 

The song was originally recorded by Spike Jones & His City Slickers on December 6, 1947, with lead vocal by George Rock. That version reached the top of the pop charts in 1948, and again in 1949. The song has also been recorded by numerous other singers and performers, including Ray Stevens, George Strait, Danny Kaye with The Andrews Sisters, The Platters, Dread Zeppelin, The Kelly Family,  Nat King Cole (reportedly Gardner's favorite version), The Chipmunks, the Hampton String Quartet, The Three Stooges, and Count von Count of Sesame Street.

Merry Christmas & Happy New Year my friends!!!

Youtube link: https://youtu.be/kdKyiJvK41g

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All I Want For Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth (punk rock cover)

D'après le film " The Man from Earth " de Richard Schenkman . On a remplacé le personnage principal par un tueur professionnel 😱 !!! 
Based on the film "The Man from Earth" by Richard Schenkman . We replaced the main character with a professional killer 😱 !!!! 

Composer : Philippe SEGUINARD 🚲
Songwriter : Guillaume DULER 🛶 

Lyrics :
Il paraît qu'il n'y a pas de sot métier
Le mien c'est tout simplement de tuer
Je suis l'meilleur dans ma catégorie
J'ai ôté la vie dans tous les pays
Je travaille pour tous les gouvernements
Les rois , les riches maffieux les présidents
Je suis très cher mais je suis efficace
Quand j'élimine je ne laisse pas de trace

Oh les scènes de crimes !

J'ai liquidé pas mal de vrais méchants
Mais comme j'assassine pour le plus offrant
Je ferme aussi les yeux des faux gentils
Car pour moi toutes les vies ont un prix

Oh les scènes de crimes !

Je frappe tel un virus sans distinction
Je n'ai pas de lois pas de religions
Je suis bien né avant toutes ces chimères
J'ai 14 000 ans et des poussières

Holocène de crime

Personne n'a jamais vu mon visage
Je suis une ombre un fantôme sans âge
Je suis un salaud dix fois millénaire
Toujours debout sur cette pauvre Terre
Pourtant je peux mourir à chaque instant
C'est pour vieillir que je mets plus de temps
Je sais que c'est très difficile à croire
Les preuves sont dans vos livres d'histoires

Holocène de crime

They say there's no such thing as a fool's job
Mine is simply to kill
I'm the best in my category
I've taken lives in every country

I work for every government
Kings, rich mafiosi, presidents
I'm very expensive but I'm efficient
When I eliminate I leave no trace

Oh the crime scenes!

I've taken out a lot of real bad guys
But since I murder for the highest bidder
I also close my eyes to false good guys
Because for me, all lives have a price

I strike like a virus without distinction
I have no laws, no religions
I was born before all these chimeras
I'm 14,000 years old and counting

Holocene of crime

No one has ever seen my face
I'm a shadow, an ageless ghost
I'm a bastard ten thousand years old
Still standing on this poor Earth

Yet I could die at any moment
It takes me longer to grow old
I know it's hard to believe
The proof is in your history books

Holocene of crime

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER 2024

Holocène De Crimes   TRANSLATED

MIDNIGHT IN PARIS.

odron(demo)

Sometimes ..
sometimes ..
sometimes 
we learn to love ..
sometimes ..
sometimes ..
we'll make it home ..
we'll make it home ..

KEYS/STRINGS .. S,Delight
GUITAR .. S.Delight
Vocals .. S,Delight 
SITAR .. RJ Walker
BASS .. RJ Walker

written by S.Delight and RJ Walker
recorded and arranged  by Stephen Delight  in Llanberis , Wales

Sometimes .. by Walker and Stephen Delight

Quite  A Stone

Produced by Reed Recording Company

Words by Ray Torres and Chris Howard

Artists:
Ray Torres: Guitar, Vocals
Shar Molina: Vocals
Chris Howard: Drums, vocals
Jake Voizen: Guitar
Monte Carl: percussion, vocals 
Natalie Daniels: Keyboards
Christina Elizabeth: Violin
Sean Drysdale: Bass, vocals

Quite a Stone (click mix)

Turbulent Times

You may notice some similarity to „Charlie”, song by The Mysterious Town of Oak Hill. 

There's nothing violent and dreadful about this one. Since I had no idea how to name it, I've opened the book of stories by H. P. Lovecraft at random page (again), and read the part of sentence that goes like this. It's from „The Shadow Over Innsmouth”.

Violently Dreading the Fall of Night in This Decaying and Half-Unlighted Town

This song is part of the official soundtrack of Descendant of the Prophet: Dreamwalker, an upcoming military science-fiction RPG by Wildguys Productions.

Find and join us under:

Discord: discord.gg/PBk7zbU4mg

Twitter: twitter.com/DOTPDreamwalker

The Law of the Gun (A Theme of Vengeance)

My memories of distant shores and a beautiful sea... With age, memories become more acute and gradually become the main ones in life...Theme and performance - LeoMReznik   (DADGAD tune)

Faraway shore

Copyright 2024 Joe Stroffolino

I hold my cards close to my vest
Don’t like to share my political views. 
There’s people out there who poke at me and try to light my fuse
They say we’re in a downward spiral, the world’s spinning out of control
They try to get me fired up, pull me down their rabbit hole

I roll with the punches; I try to do the best I can
The world’s a complicated place and I’m just a simple man
But one thing that I’m a hundred percent certain about
I’m sick and tired all these angry people who like to scream and shout

They say one guys goanna drive us off the cliff, the other one's goanna lead us to the promised land.
And there’s books I have no desire to read, that they say should be banned.
They say it’s bad to be woke, but I’m not even sure what that means
And the reason I’m living paycheck to paycheck is because we have too many drag queens.

I roll with the punches; I try to do the best I can
The world’s a complicated place and I’m just a simple man

All these people trying to shove their views down my throat
I wish I could dig a virtual moat
Encircle myself and live in a cone of silence, that would be nice
I’m not interested in joining a cult
I wish that I had a catapult
So I could take all that stuff they’ve been shoveling and throw it back at them. That would be great.

It took a long time for us to get into this mess
And if you say you have a simple fix
I suspect it’s probably just a bunch of smoke and mirror tricks
Politics is the new religion
But unlike belief in heaven and hell
You don’t need to die to find out if your choices turn out well

Roll With The Punches

Look Ahead With Stranger Mind

As gentle as the rolling hills, the bramble and the deer, the night it holds hushed secrets meant only for your ears.  As fleeting as a Truffula tree on paper framed by silk embroidered oak and gold melting in the rain.

Benefit From The Truth (Feat. Michael Cunio)

The Ticking Hand 🕰️
This one just came about creating a drum beat and playing the piano chords on top, everything else was built around it. The guitar parts were the last to be added.


Guitars used:
Yamaha Revstar Standard(P90 pickups)
Fender Precision Bass 

Plugins used:
Line 6 Helix Native used for both guitar and bass
Toontrack EZ Keys upright piano and synthwave for the arpegio sequence (the lead synth sound in the chorus was created and played on guitar)
Drums -Toontrack EZ Drummer 3

Image generated by AI

The Ticking Hand

New Collaboration with the Multi-Talented Lou Osiavo ( Ian Greaves )
Please show him some love with all the brilliant work he does on Soundcloud https://soundcloud.com/user-659662265
Lyrics :-
If it's working for you
Entitled to your 
Point of view
But it's not working 
For me
I would rather find the truth
No matter
What the scholars say
They don't 
Mean much these days

History
Don't reflect
And it 
Don't resonate
Brave new world
We found out
What this place
is about

If it's working for you
Entitled to your 
Point of view
But it's not working 
For me
I would rather find the truth
No matter
What the scholars say
They don't 
Mean much these days

Don't mean much these days

Lou Osiavo / winkandwoo 2024

Mean Much

Mean Much - Lou Osiavo & winkandwoo

The Rose Theatre existed for only 17 years before its demolition in 1604. In the days of Shakespeare's tragedies this was surely a sad tale indeed. 
With 22 theatres in London at the end of the Tudor dynasty these bawdy wooden palaces were situated on the rough southern side of the Thames where cock fighting and bear baiting were also prevalent attractions. The remains of the Rose Theatre's foundations were discovered during recent redevelopment and are now a much heralded visitor attraction.

Track: Recorders / Soprano Sax / Flutes / Tenor Sax / Clarinet / Beats

Pic (c/o Pinterest): A re-imagining of the Rose Theatre on the south bank of the Thames (near the Globe Theatre) in cross section.

Tudor Rose Blues

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Dynamic dialog between voice and guitar (one-shot recorded), over a very syncopated rhythm. Epic words and guitar solos, showing some rock background.

Dinámico diálogo entre voz y guitarra (todavía grabado del tirón) sobre un ritmo muy sincopado. Toques épicos en letra y solos de guitarra, dejando entrever entrañas de rock.

Lyrics/Letra:

Ya queda poco, ya queda poco,
poco para regresar. 
Ya queda poco, ya queda poco,
sólo una semana más.

Una historia que contar,
un secuestro a voluntad,
una meta que cumplir,
el orgullo de mamá.

Ya queda poco, ya queda poco,
poco para regresar. 
Ya queda poco, ya queda poco,
sólo una semana más.

Cuántas horas sin dormir,
sin salir y sin soñar
¿Qué ha venido a hacer aquí
el orgullo de mamá?

Ya queda poco (El orgullo de mamá)

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