Cloud Wizard

Further out to Sea

Written by Pete
Pete-lead guitar, rhythm guitar,backing vocals,bass
Paul-Drums,rhythm guitar
AJ Harms-Lead vocals

Troublemaker

Ho. Ho. Ho.
Here's a sequel to last year's xmas magnum opus, 'Santa Got Wankered', cunningly named 'Santa got Wankered pt.2'

Hope everyone has a wonderful *(insert religious/atheist/spiritual/animistic/whatever festival of choice)*

See you in 2025 :)

Santa got Wankered pt.II

https://dominiquelebars1.bandcamp.com/track/lia

Je bat mon créateur sur son propre terrain 
J'inventerai les règles, je choisirai la fin
Et quand lui joue sa vie, moi je ne m'encombre pas
D'amour et d' égo
Demain je règnerai parmi tout les drapeaux
Lui si grand, si petit, le poète du monde
Le peintre de la vie, l' inventeur de la bombe
Le vivant achevé dans les pas de son Dieu
Appelant au secours
Demain sera trop tard, sera son dernier jour

Lia ( Extrait )

Gift

A cover version of Cold Night – originally by Swedish band Eskobar.

Cold Night

On My Mind

Bluesinha is a cheeky little blues that tells the story of a smooth-talking hustler who underestimated the girl — and ended up getting what he deserved. But in the end, they find common ground, and desire wins out. A tale of love for lust, or maybe lust for love.

Little Blues (Bluesinha)

Listen here, my girl,
Don’t mean to play you wrong,
Hope you’ll forgive me,
But tonight I can't come along.
I got no cash on me,
No ride, no fare,
And I know you don’t
Take buses anywhere.
My vibe is rock and roll,
But your scene’s pop and gold,
It’s money...

I’m a streetwise stray
In this crazy town,
Was a punk, Hare Krishna,
Now I sleep on the ground.
I got nowhere to go,
Got nothing to share,
No dog, no room or sofa,
No TV, not even air.
But if I steal your mint drop,
And sip your whisky on the rocks —
That's sweeter...

My vibe is rock and roll,
But your world’s pop control,
It’s money...

Now listen up, my dear,
Let me make it clear,
I don’t want your money,
Don’t care what you wear.
My folks pay my bills,
That much you should know,
Cash ain’t what I’m missing —
Just got nowhere to go.

My vibe is pure raw lust,
Your scene’s all junk and dust,
So hollow...

So come on now, my love,
Let’s not waste the night,
I’m finally gettin'
What’s been feelin' right.
You want me,
And I want you too —
Why worry 'bout the rest
When the world’s just passin' through?
Our beat is touch and heat,
Our world’s a Woodstock street —
So mellow...

And our life is tight,
Our kiss? A bolt of light —
Straight yellow.

+++++++++++++++PORTUGUES

Bluesinha é um blues canalha, que conta a história de um malandro que subestimou a garota e acabou levando o troco. Mas no final eles se entendem e o desejo prevalece. Uma história de amor ao tesão, ou tesão de amor.

Bluesinha

 
Escute aqui menina,
Eu não quero te enganar,
Vê se me desculpa, 
Mas hoje não vai dar...
Não tenho dinheiro, 
Tô sem condução,
Sei também que você 
Não é de pegar buzão.
Minha balada é rock,
Mas seu mundo é pop,
Dinheiro...
Eu sou bicho urbano, 
Dessa cidade louca,
Já fui punk, Hare Krishna
Hoje eu durmo numa moita
Não tenho pra onde ir
Nada à oferecer
Cachorro, quarto ou sala,
Nem banheiro nem tv.
Mas se eu te serro um drops,
Seu whisk on-the-rocks
Primeiro...
Minha balada é rock,
Mas seu mundo é pop,
Dinheiro...

Então preste atenção,
Vou te explicar meu bem,
Não quero sua grana,
Nem saber o que Tú tem,
Minha família é quem me banca,
Você deve saber
A mim não falta grana,
O que me falta é quem comer.
Minha balada é fuck
Mas seu mundo é junkie
Fuleiro...
Então venha meu amor,
Não vamos perder tempo
Agora eu to sacando,
O que está acontecendo
Você me quer, 
Eu te quero também,
Pra que saber do resto 
Se o mundo vai ou vem
Nossa balada é o toque
Nosso mundo Woodstok
Inteiro...
Mas nossa vida é top,
Nosso beijo e um choque!
E meio....

Little Blues (Bluesinha)

Lyrics & Vocals by FRAWSTAKWA
https://soundcloud.com/frawstakwa
https://soundcloud.com/frawstakwa-for-you

Produced by Chief Red Squirrel & Cosmic Keanu
Bass & Trumpet by Cosmic Keanu

Begin To End (FRAWSTAKWA & Cosmic Keanu)

This song tells the story of an aging former Walk of Fame movie star who once basked in the Hollywood limelight and was everyone’s sweetheart on the silver screen. With the passage of time, fewer screen roles come her way, and she begins to depend on red wine to cope with her depression and grief. Eventually, she decides to end it all. Indeed, glory, fame and fortune are a young girl's game in Hollywood, which is riddled with stereotypes of beauty and youth. This emotional and moving song is a dedication to those who have taken their lives over the years in Hollywood and elsewhere due to societal pressures to retain their youth, beauty and fame.   On November 22, 2025,  this song hit No. 4 on the Euro Indie Music Network chart list. On October 20, 2025 this song hit No. 7 on the World Indie Top 100 Music Chart list. On December 4, 2025 hit No. 21 on the US Top 20 Show-Weekly Pulse of Music. 

Please check-out our new music video with Stephen Wrench entitled "Ripples of Time".
YouTube music video link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nsP33Usruz4
VEVO music video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BSN9QLKwCJ4
Spotify link: https://open.spotify.com/album/0nuoifFQB30VMyI6PZN5S3

Timeless

Ripples of Time

Ripples Of Time MASTERED- Wav

Forever

words and music K Gennery
photo, crowd at the chambers open mic night

Tony King
1972-2025
For many years Tony ran the Chambers open mic night in Folkestone Kent. He was a top bloke, kind and supportive to each and every performer. As an example, the audio at the end of this track is taken from a video of me having just finished playing one of my songs. You can hear, at the time I couldnt as I was at the other side of the room, how encouraging Tony was, always complimentary. Tony loved life, was a happy chappie and kept himself extremely fit. He swam the channel, the sea from England to France some 21 miles on more than one occasion. Guess this proves we never know what life has in store for us even if we look after our health. Tony will be deeply missed not only by his loving family but those of us that got to know him through his wonderful open mic nights.  

Lyrics.
say goodbye to a kind hearted man
i didnt know him well but it was easy to tell.
a warm smile and grin youd be welcomed on in
to his music show a gentle hand to guide you on through

theres no rythme or reason to soon to be leaving
so young to get taken hearts left aching
theres no rythme or reason to soon to be leaving
so young to be taken hearts left breaking...in two.

say farewell to a father a father and a friend
he swam 21 miles thought what the hell ill do it again.
these things are damn hard to understand
but you have to try to recall the joyus of times.

theres no rythme or reason to soon to be leaving
so young to get taken hearts left aching
theres no rythme or reason to soon to be leaving
so young to be taken hearts left breaking...in two.

theres no rythme or reason

Rhyme or Reason

Cette chanson parle des nuits blanches que les accidents de la vie nous font passer . Quand notre lit devient trop petit pour ces sombres pensées et que l'on va dehors pour essayer d'oublier...
This song is about the sleepless nights that life's accidents cause us to endure. When our bed becomes too small for these dark thoughts and we go outside to try to forget...

Composer/Keyboard : Régis GAUBERT https://soundcloud.com/rob-spirit/tracks musicoman@wanadoo.fr
Arrangements/Guitars : Philippe SEGUINARD
Lyrics/Singer : Guillaume DULER

Quand on marche la nuit
On change le décor
De ces choses que l'on fuit
Mais elles s'accrochent fort
Le jour est endormi
Les heureux rêvent encore
Quand on marche à l'ennui
On se traîne du corps
Quand on marche la nuit
Sous des lumières fanées , blessées
Faux soleils prisonniers
Notre ombre est une amie
Un peu désorientée
Et comme un chien elle nous suit
Fidèle et obligée
Si elle avait une vie
Elle resterait couchée
Quand on marche la nuit
On voit mieux les silences
On contemple les bruits
On regarde leur danse
Un instant on oublie
Notre désespérance
Que le jour que l'on fuit
Réveille nos souffrances
Quand on marche la nuit
On entend nos pensées (bis )
Elles sont comme des cris
Qu'on retient prisonniers
Et la Lune en amie
Paraît nous écouter
Peut être qu'elle luit
Pour mieux nous consoler
Quand on marche la nuit
On croise le hasard
Il nous parle de lui
Mais c'est bien notre histoire
On se voit dans sa vie
Comme dans un miroir
On connaît tout de lui
Il a notre mémoire
Quand on marche la nuit
Au rythme des pourquoi ( bis) 
Que nos pas ont suivi
Des traces d'autrefois
On laisse démuni (bis )
Quelqu'un qui pleurera
Qui marchera la nuit
Les jours où ça va pas

When we walk at night
We change the scenery
Of those things we flee from
But they cling on tightly
The day is asleep
The happy ones still dream
When we walk in boredom
We drag our bodies along
When we walk at night
Under faded, wounded lights
False suns held captive
Our shadow is a friend
A little disoriented
And like a dog, it follows us
Faithful and obliged
If it had a life
It would stay lying down
When we walk at night
We see the silences better
We contemplate the noises
We watch their dance
For a moment, we forget
Our despair
That the day we flee from
Awakens our suffering
When we walk at night
We hear our thoughts (repeat)
They are like cries
That we hold captive
And the Moon, our friend
Seems to listen to us
Perhaps it shines
To better console us
When we walk at night
We encounter chance
It tells us about itself
But it is really our story
We see ourselves in its life
As in a mirror
We know everything about it
It has our memory
When we walk at night
To the rhythm of the whys (repeat) 
That our steps have followed
Traces of the past
We leave helpless (repeat)
Someone who will cry
Who will walk at night
On days when things aren't going well

© Régis GAUBERT/Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER  Septembre 2025

Quand on marche la nuit ( Regis GAUBERT & JIM ) TRANSLATED

Stephen Watkins -electric guitar/Sitar/tabla/Sound engineer(mix and master) @texmex-shaman
Mark j Brewer-Bass guitar
jeff gardiner acoustic guitar/lyrics/vocals/artwork(Edgar the Cat)

Purgatory path by j. gardiner


there's really nothing left to say
but i'm going to say it anyway
thought i heard a whisper of the truth
but it didn't matter like i thought i might

Could have been an echo or the humming of a sharpened blade of steel
sliding in the rails of Revolution, the hounds are on the loose, they're on the trail.
The inhabitants are stark raving mad, this is documented well-

Fallen back to when the Radio played Paradise
falling into you, falling into you, i can't stop,i can't stop
i can't stop falling down the rabbit hole of passionate replys
i didn't even know, i didn't even know
that i was broken
till i found some bits of me, lying on the sacred ground in a dusty field, in a fever dream
just this side of town...  every time he turns around,he doesn't even know what he is feeling disconnected from
he only finds that he is further down the purgatory path
still hoping for some Reverie
even though it's no longer free
but just this Now in the evening's quiet Twilight
all concerns appear as superficial, like she said,"the more i learn, the less i know" and i concur--

I Concur with TexMex Shaman & MJ Brewer

Music: Little Man & Janne Hennie
Lyrics & Vocals: Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix: Little Man

(Sorry for the way I sing Chamber.. It came out in Norwegian /English 😂)

Lyrics:

Deep inside me I have a secret place
No one knows about it
You can't see it on my face
There I can hide what I don't won't you to see
Love and anger
The truth about me..

Chorus:
In my little Chamber, my secrets are safe
And maybe one day I will take you to that place
Every tear I never showed
The words I never said
Are hidden in my chamber
My true self is there

All the love I never got to share
The pain and sorrow
It's all hidden there
All the frustration I had to put away
The honest words I couldn't say..

Chorus

Chorus

Deep inside me I have a secret place
No one knows about it
You can't see it on my face
There I can hide what I don't want you to see
Love and anger
The truth about me...

Chorus

Every tear I never showed
The words I never said
Are hidden in my chamber
My true self is there...

My Little Chamber

Snakepatch is an original band formed by Pete Rapetti and Paul Kraus with occasional guest Musicians. * Click on song picture to see track info.

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