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46 & 2 by Tool for Guitar and Bass

This is an arrangement I wrote and the title speaks for itself.." you don't know what love is, until you know the meaning of the blues" True that! 

You Don't Know What Love Is (cover)

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“Sirens Over Paris” - a brooding, melancholy song from Frenchman Fytch, that combines plucked guitar, ethereal vocals and twirling synths. “This is a song I made in response to the recent events that took place in Paris.” - Fytch.

Tracklist:
1) Fytch - Sirens Over Paris

Availabilty:
January 14, 2016

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ϟ Heroic ϟ
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Sirens Over Paris

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Fytch - Sirens Over Paris

just me, one guitar, and two tracks
i couldn't sleep so i let my mind wander and i let it flow out through the instrument

insomniac

No Pancakes

You're mine in summertime
When the words lose meaning
Alive and runnin' wild

Ooh child, I love your style
& your smile is beaming
So come lie with me a while

& if I fall would you catch the last train home
Is this the end of the line dear?
& if you stay would this empire still hold strong?
Would you still hold strong?

Watch how you're runnin' now
I know you want to feel this
But your doubt is running out

You're bound to settle down
& I'm bound to be there
So hush child, don't make a sound

Last Train Home

Black Coffee

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Industrial Society and It's Future

Kaypin

Written, recorded, mixed and mastered by Allegheny Drive
Artwork by Danny Laake

Hesitant eyes fall down
Is this the end?
Quarterway to full thrush
Stain red tint 
Eyes closed now
Is this the end? 
No it's never enough

All our young festooned on the coup
At the southpaw of concrete noose
Tent city blooms and we're raising the poles

Twenty naughts stacked neck high
In my mahogany chest
Demerits as a moniker
Crestfallen you keep me
Breathe the heaviest sigh
1000 years mummified

All our young festooned on the coup
At the southpaw of concrete noose
Tent city blooms and we're raising the poles

Hippodrome

This is the second of my four tunes I was planning on uploading, but actually the last one I wrote. This and the first upload Aeronatta were totally performed by me, but for the other two I'd like to see if I can eventually get a few cats together and record live, that'll probably take some time though.

Jupiter Time

nico vasquez (drums) 
dan kwak (keys) 
tommy blumberg (guitar) 
ben sachs (sax) 
tim jones (mix, production, everything)

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46 & 2 by Tool for Guitar and Bass

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