Subtle, swirling, morphing, atmospheric wonderfulness!

Do you remember how the snow fell,
all across the country side,
do you remember the old lamp burning,
do you remember the rising tide,

it's been a long time since life was easy,
sometimes the cold days feel so fine,
sometimes simple songs sound the most true,
one of these days, i'm gonna make you mine

Mr J and the Robots, "Sometimes the Cold Days..."

Set the Animoog (g1 mono)

YOU GOT IT ALL WRONG

you may say that you’re like the chaff
blown by the gale force wind
I love how those words tumble from your brain
they remind me of where you’ve been

don’t be afraid
of the thoughts inside your head
and don’t be scared and think you’re on your own
cause you’re a reed in a hurricane
but you’re never alone
no you’re never alone

and right now you are my muse
and I hope that’s ok with you
cause you’ve carved out a channel in my heart
please don’t worry it will be all right

don’t be afraid of the thoughts inside your head
and don’t be scared and think you’re on your own
cause you are a reed in a hurricane
but you are never alone
no you are never alone

please don’t worry about me
no don’t worry it will be all right (yeah all right)
don’t worry we will be all right

but if you ever want to take me by the hand
I’ll hold on tight and we’ll run yeah we’ll run
but if you ever take me by the hand…

© 2014 Paul D. Merck (The Winterless North)

Caught In A Storm

The course is run
The fever ran
The sun it also rises 
And the river picks up sand
The husband and the wife
Hold each others hand 
The pilgrims keep on coming
But the punches never land
I'm lost in reflection 
With no dream but a plan
I've done the other thing
And now I'll stand where I stand
I'll stumble where I stumble 
And I'll land where I land
But there is one thing 
I want you to understand

I don't think that we were meant to live on this earth long
I think that we could learn to love each other just a little bit more

The captain and his daughter
Went and read William Faulkner
While the ships light burnt bright at sea
Silver and fast the snow fell passed
The girls grace given sincerity
All the stars that cry 
In the bible black sky
Must one day burn-out
I met a girl from Spain
When I was in Peru
And if you had seen here eyes
You'd learn Spanish too

I don't think that we were meant to live on this Earth long
I think that we could learn to love each other just a little bit more

The night went all day
And I drank when I could
I was sad but then I was with friends
And I said to them, "I don't know how,
I can keep on going on like I been."
And they said to me, 
"It's your life.  It's your life.  It's your life."
And they said to me,
"It's your life.  It's your life.  It's your life."

And 
I don't think that we were meant to live on this Earth long
I think that we could learn to love each other just a little bit more


So much for the subtlety(w the burnished beet)

out here under your tree,
as you sing of diamonds and lucy,
but the ideas that you speak to me,
will only leave me lonely, 
I don't know ok,
just let it fade away,

and yeah maybe late at night,
i can still believe in cold blue light,
but an hour after dawn,
all your pretty words turn wrong,
i don't know ok,
just let it fade away,

a humble reply to john (w four track Lamar)

I don't even know why we get on down the road,
but we get on down the road, wherever we go,
you've been breaking my heart since the first time I saw you,
I don't think this is gonna turn out well,
so I just say,
a bump bump...

oh come on baby, won't you just say maybe,
I think this can work,
I know you don't see things my way,
I know you do think i'm a jerk,
but oh come on baby,
and let's say
a bump...

I've got a house, in sweet home,
I want you to live there with me,
I want to hold you, so very right,
that you won't remember how it use to be,
and we can say
a bump...

This song was recorded with an apogee mic in my friend Lamar's living room...and then later sorta kinda eq'd/compressed while I was drifting off to sleep...first song I've ever experimented with mastering.  I used the app Final Touch.   

A bump bump ba da da

This track is from the album “Another Pun,” which is a collaborative re-envisioning of our album “Pun.”

This track the work of §teinberg. (Thank you so much, §teinberg!!!) If you would like to listen to more of his music, please visit his SoundCloud profile here: https://soundcloud.com/teinberg-1

If you would like to hear more tracks from “Another Pun,” the full mastered album is free for download on Bandcamp, including two bonus tracks: https://graphicsontelevisions.bandcamp.com/album/another-pun

Thank you for listening! :)

⬇ Full Album ⬇

§teinberg - Icicle (From the free collaborative album “Another Pun.”)

12-String improv fingerstyle

Wake up robots

Magic Waters I & II

The Preteens "Bored and Old"

still concertina.net's TOTM June 2015, still some flaws, but all in all more steady playing to my ears - take 5 might follow...

Jamie Allen - Vedder Michel (take 4)

If not for you (Bob Dylan George Harrison cover)w cove

I don't like the way we shout
The laws of mercy all cry out
Who stands in the center so so loud
Who stands on the edge of mercy proud

Like a night of south winds filled w northern lights
Like a half held sea that still holds me tight

I will burn I will burn I will burn for you x2

I know now about the last sunrise 
I know now about my worst surprise
I've seen Georgia cotton grow 
I've seen Alaskan summer snow
I've seen granite split by ice
And I've felt the pull of paradise
I've seen people so successful yet
They run their souls so deep in debt
I've stood atop cathedral peak at night
I loved a woman and i held her tight
I've seen the ocean crash and rise
And fallen leaves the color of her eyes

Like a night...
I will burn....


like a night of south winds

You know you know it's building up
The pain it just don't wanna stop
I constantly think of giving up
I'm definitely done with nonchalant
The pain is more than I can bare
I see your face everywhere 

I've run out of luck
I need you to lift me up

You know you know I tried so hard
 the earth it still moves under me
There's no order at all a round me
Do not romanticize anarchy
I repent now but you do not see
I sing solely with sincerity

I've run out of luck
I need you to lift me up
And I need

Mercy in the dirt,
Lord don't want to hurt
What I need is Mercy
Mercy in the dirt
Mercy from above
Gimme all your love
what I need is mercy
Mercy from above

I know I know you've cried for me
I remember when you'd speak sweetly
The burning feelings all move on
The ledger where you wrote my wrong
You know you know I'd die for you
You don't know what you put me through

I've run out of luck
I need you to lift me up
And I need

Mercy in the dirt,
Lord don't want to hurt
What I need is Mercy
Mercy in the dirt
Mercy from above
Gimme all your love
what I need is mercy
Mercy from above





Mercy in the Dirt

To Live Upon This Earth

Wolf Larsen 
{singer // songwriter // type-writer}

These Field Recordings are songs I recorded on my phone. 
A little homegrown, but some of my favorites.

www.wolflarsenmusic.com
iTunes: http://itun.es/iPD73Y

Boots of Spanish Leather {Bob Dylan} - Wolf Larsen

Simple Songs

Hey, Thanks for checking out my page.  December 2011, I was given, kind of randomly,  a ukulele, and it was easily the best gift I've ever received.  I've been writing songs (and poorly playing guitar and ukulele) ever since then...they get recorded on my ipod, often sitting in my car so I don't wake up my roommates...so there are no delusions of grandeur...its just the process of making them and getting to be creative that I like so much.  I'm currently looking for creative people in Portland, or even the various internets, to make music with.  Send me a message if you're interested.  Thanks for stopping by!  And you know, if you're in the market for a mobile recording studio, I think the acoustics in a '94 Accord aren't bad...I mean it's not Abbey Road but still...not bad.


What The Critics are Saying about Mr. Jones and His Visions of Pearl:

"Breath-taking." Oxygen magazine.

"It's like an imagined collaboration of what Kafka and Modigliani would have created had they been musicians in the 21st century. So refreshingly unpretentious." Pitchfork

"A ragged howl unleashed deep from America's secret soul reminding us that like Vader at the end of Jedi, there is still some good left in our collective heart." Chewbacca

"Seek not the favor of the multitude; it is seldom got by honest and lawful means. But seek the testimony of few; and number not voices, but weigh them."  Immanuel Kant after hearing Mr. Jones and His Visions of Pearl's SoundCloud.  

Q but not A:

How are we not more famous and successful?  

I mean seriously how simple do we have to make it so that you humans will understand?

We do visit Earth from time to time.  We (and this is embarrassing) occasionally visit a few humans to jam with them.  Something about your pitiful little emotions and stupid feelings occasionally allows you to accidentally...not even using any kind of clever algorithm...to invent interesting music.  

Check out our human "friends," at https://soundcloud.com/mrjonesandhisvisionsofpearl






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