Set back and Let this flow come onto ya ...                                                                        It all began as an impromptu evening visit and morphed into a wonderful evening of musical magic...   
We recorded our Musical Conversations in Tim Elliot's living room with only one middling Microphone an Upright Piano and his Guitar suite, and I'm so glad we did!

Composer/Guitarist @davidjsvensson freely commented, "If the rest of the piece is even close to what the first two minutes were, then this is a masterpiece!!"  

So glad to share the results of this intimate honest and organic Live Jam with you all. I must say that i am looking forward to more such interactions with Tim. And i gotta say, 'Magic is Magic', however much Better one imagines it could have been.  :-D 

May you inJOY 


© Gary Courtland-Miles & Tim Elliot 2021
℗ Gary Courtland-Miles& Tim Elliot 2021

Arranged and MiXed by Anomon

Autmmn Leaves photo by Pxfuel

Autumn Jam _ w. Tim Elliot

Pablo's open collab track Reflective Perc with remix, fuzz bass and guitars by Llanpsych
Pablo's original track
https://soundcloud.com/pablomoretti/percussion-mantra-open-collab

Reflections - Pablo Collab

___🎹_____A_N_O_T_H_E_R___M_U_S_I_C_____🎹___
_____BE CURIOUS, CREATIVE, INVENTIVE, DARE!_____

As there is Science Fiction, there is also Music Fiction and I wanted to pay homage to the excellent Science Fiction cartoonists and especially to the one who inspired me the most: Philippe Druillet
Superb science-fiction comic book with Philippe Druillet who has a fantastic, delirious, violent drawing, but which shows us the permanent violence since the night of times!
Men have always been "ugly" but the difference is that the Earth before was undeniably more beautiful. Thank you for listening!

Cover image: Philippe Druillet
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🛠 - Made with MOOG & Modular / Multi-tracks
🎹 - Composed, arranged, performed, produced by Pier WILL & Studio 4H09
🔲 - Artwork - Pier WILL
🙏 - Acknowledgements - Ableton, Arturia, Audacity, Cantabile, MSI, Focusrite, Korg, M-Audio, Sony, SoundCloud, Teac, Techniks, Yamaha.
⚙️ - #Ambient #Movies #Electro #Experimental #Minimal #Space
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❤️Love, 🕊️Peace, 🙏Respect

Music Fiction_1

Music Fiction 1

I saw you one day drinking coffee and 
penciling words on a page
Thought maybe she’s writing the passages 
or acting them out on a stage
Its clear from your efforts and focus, you’re
sworn to the oaths of your art
Since you’ve been sharing your pain with me
Its torn me apart

Joan
Cold like a stone
Why did you leave?
Where did you go?
Joan
You left me alone
The lies that you weave
I wish I had known

You told me the roots of your storyline
Had me perched on the edge of my seat
I said you could stay on my sofa 
Just till you got on the soles of your feet
I fell for your naive anthology
I got lost in the pink of your hair
and woke in the fog of the morning 
when your things weren’t there

Joan
Cold like a stone
Why did you leave?
Where did you go?
Joan
You left me alone
The lies that you weave
I wish I had known

Ghosted

We re-recorded a very old track that we used to play with our first Band "Suspicios tales" back in the 90s. Good memories come back. This one is sung in German! Give it a listen!

Ändern (Demo)

The only thing that moves around here is the boney elbow !

Move The Needle !  ~Conscience of Kings featuring Gaz & Noobly

doing the instrumental of my friend @IPG1 powerful vocal, chill vibe, dope flow... relaxing! 

Lyrics by @IPG1
One word ————legit  started off right relax while I spit  rhymes start flowing without no script  my words don’t slip tongue is hitting like a whip My haters backing off me lickety-split  they never knew what hit them eat them up like chips  I came equipped it’s about to get lit  one more tip whenever they caught on flip the script
Born guilt free breed for survival  down with me or just another rival  adapt to society the family vital protecting the dynasty totally tribal  nothings free hand to Bible A beat a verse or melody moments that inspire me  to set the tracks on fire be routine self discovery  I am the title and the key that’s the way it’s got to be  till pallbearers carry me Enlightened yeah a prodigy constantly and harmony  Words spill like prophecy chance or probability  conceive and imagined this pages full of paper clips  binders full of rap hits solid hip-hop playlist  the hottest on the hot list tricked out tracks that don’t miss  Glad you showed some interest
Recognize the voice and face in the crowd  don’t hide skyline like I’m standing on a cloud  when I say my name I say it loud and proud  hide who I am hell no I boast  face plastered on every track that I post  the host with the most the last outpost  the attitude the approach is can’t do  Doing my best with the cards that I drew to myself and the fam I’m true blue  blessed be the vibe and my a point of view
Eat it up it’s a banquet my music my focus  delicious yeah spank it my passion my purpose  keep up or get vanquished step back don’t get nervous  is turnt up so crank it just scratching the surface  cash money so bank it a product a service
inspiring greatness go ahead embrace this keep it 100 nothing here has been wasted  slam dunking Haters Victories have been tasted  don’t get it twisted techniques unlisted  armed to the teeth my flow double fisted Who would have thought another level existed  still underground but spiritually lifted  not conflicted keep up don’t miss this versus been scripted  revised and transmitted staying unrestricted  although I’m addicted to the sound —sounds so wicked
Everyone knows the name people don’t act the same  guessing that’s the cost of fame simply surviving the game  but my aim is still the same now you can feel the flames  light it up heat it up that’s the reason that I came  drop a little off the top fresh like a barbershop Every day nonstop reclassified hip-hop —— now it’s gone mainstream the American dream  different flows different techniques different rhyme schemes  you either got it or you don’t —you got it on your dome  streaming through your headphones from your iPhone It’s so well-known I’m always in the zone  Just leave me alone audiophile syndrome  listening to my music it’s so therapeutic  I played in public tight beats on the streets —ill sounds in the jeep  at night when I go to bed I dream it while I sleep  don’t ask me to stop it—-dammit I admit it  it’s more than a habit - I’m addicted to music  guess that’s why I love it

Save The Nature!

The New Direction Now - IPG1 (prod. Assá)

Ocean

JUNE TWELVE
A DAY TO REMEMBER 
WHATEVER THE WEATHER 
THE SUN WILL SHINE
AND SHINE ON FOREVER

JUIN 12
PERSONNE N’AURA LE BLUES TOUT L’MONDE AURA LE GROOVE 
MOI AUSSI GRACE
GRACE À LAURIE WHAT AN ACE

AND THAT’LL BE THE DAY AS BUDDY HOLLY SAYS 
AND QUITE A HOLY DAY TOO
AUJOURD’HUI C’EST LE JOUR 
DES NOCES ET DE L’AMOUR 
CHAMPAGNE ET PETITS FOURS POUR
ADAM & GRACE

EDUCATING KIDS WITH SPECIAL NEEDS 
SEEMS TO ME A GRAND THING TO DO
IT SAYS A LOT ABOUT
THE ONE WHO IS ABOUT 
TO MAKE YOU MERRY AND TO MARRY YOU

JUNE TWELVE
PAS BESOIN DE YOGA
POUR OUVRIR LES CHAKRAS LE NIRVANA SERA
AU RENDEZ-VOUS
POUR VOUS
GRACE AND ADAM 
ADAM AND GRACE 
GRACE AND ADAM 
ADAM AND GRACE

JUNE 12 (Lyrics) Song for Adam & Grace

Little Red Harmonica
Music and Lyrics by Mike Krath

Many years ago,
When one of our sons was born,
The doctor told us your boy is very sick,
He’d live three to four years at most,
And when he turned five, we were so happy,
Maybe there was a chance after all,
And on that birthday I gave him a little red harmonica,
You may be weak, I told him, not able to do much but lie around, but with this you can play anywhere you are. 
Now go ahead, make something of yourself. 
Let’s hear some sweet music. 
And he smiled and took the little red harmonica in his hands. 
I’m gonna learn how to play this, daddy,
I’m gonna learn how to make a heavenly sound. 
I laughed. I bet you will, son. I bet you will. 

And for the next year,
He played the best he could,
Here and there, to anyone who’d listen,
To his brothers and sisters, to the neighbors, the cats, the dogs, even the pigs.
He loved that harmonica,
It never left his little hand all day, 
Not even to eat (to an extent)
And he had it with him by his side until he went to bed,
But on his sixth birthday, the music stopped. And we had to take him to the hospital. 
And there he begged me in a weak voice, daddy, please don’t let them take away my harmonica. I want to practice, I want to keep practicing. If I’m gonna die and be buried, don’t let me buried without it. 
And I promised. 
And when his 6-year-old body was lying in the coffin, the little red harmonica lay in his hands. 

Now the years have passed,
And we’ve moved on with our lives,
And I try not to think too much of my son,
But from time to time 
I have someone from our old town
Tell me that when they visited the graveyard. 
They swore they could hear a muffled sound
Of someone practicing a harmonica. 
And I start to think again of my little boy.  
I start to think of him day and night. 

In the great redemption story,
I know I’ll see him again,
I know I’ll see him and we’ll be standing side by side. 
And in my mind I see him with his little red harmonica,
And him saying,
You want to see me play it, daddy, you wanna?
And I say, of course, Let’s hear what you’ve learned all these many years. 

And I see him lift it and play a heavenly sound,
A sound that lights up my heart,
And I can’t believe it,
And I grab and squeeze him tight,
What joy is this? What joy are you giving?
And he laughs. 
Do you like it, daddy, do you?
Do I like it? I love it!
And I hug him again,
And then weep on his shoulder,
I’ve missed him so much. 
And I hear him say, don’t cry, daddy, this is heaven now. There are no tears. 
I know. But I’m crying tears of joy. 
And I hug him like I’ve never hugged him before. 
I hug my little boy with his little red harmonica like I’ve never have before.


Set-Up:
DAW: Reason 12

Analog Instrument:
C-Harmonica

Keyboard Instruments:
Folk Fiddle - Keyswitch - Insanity Samples
Appassionata Strings - Spitfire
Hanz Zimmer Strings - Spitfire
Voices - Barbary Solo Glide AH TF - Soundpaint
Solo Boy Legacy and Legato Sections - VOXOS
Originals - Felt Piano - Spitfire

Little Red Harmonica

A rambling guitar fest,an overindulgent lyrical example of cereal box religion and home grown philosophy. Still,it's pretty short!

We've been here a million times
The wheel will turn again

Don't think of life in absolutes
To succeed or fail
We are merely players
In a futile tale

I have no pretence of honour
I won't be falling on my sword
Principles are fine you see
If it's what you can afford

I'll tell you my stories
Solemn tales and grave
It took me years to teach
My mind to misbehave

No Principles-The Storyteller

Songwriter based in Chicago, Illinois.  Contact via email simplecircuitsmusic@yahoo.com or PM.  Thanks for your kind feedback!


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