Dude...all was solid !  love the retro Keyboard solo. !

Splendid version -majorly bucolic 😎🙏

So wonderful song - the intro is soo lovely!

New songs from the second half of 2024, taken from the albums, Shiny Yellow Bastard, Blood Orange, and I Shall Never Play The Dane. 







2024 : Not You, Naan Bread.

Piano Quintet No 1 - 3rd Movement Drums of Thunder (Virtual Pre-Premiere)

Awesome really! I'm really looking forward to it. This track was created from an idea that I had in my dream and really wanted to implement immediately. But the design of this track was so shitty...but I wanted it to sound the way I heard it... And I was successful with my ambition.

I now know: you can make something good out of a shitty track.....

I Will Survive

Secret

Stryker

#35 on Re-Ex Pop/Rock list ! (27/04/2024)
In Hungary, a native animal is the mangalica pig, a very beautiful and friendly creature. It is also smart as a dog. This beautiful animal inspired the mood and melodies of this music.

A Mangalica

Streaming!

a Mangalica

7 o'clock in the morning with an ocean of tears
we should have been pretty, but reality mourned
shadows growing on the back of the door

Words hurled like daggers projecting fears
shredding eachother into million pieces
Scars of misunderstanding formed

A silent tension camouflaged a deadly minefield
Polluting our judgements of right and wrong
even the time feared to move along

still 7 o'clock hope fled the dreaded battlefield
we're craving for love, but affection is gone
we're stuck in this place for far too long

so what's the point of our constant fight
we got burned so many times
so much pressure, so much anger
we shouldn't be allowed
so farewell to the love we knew,
And the time has come to face our crimes
let me fade away
let me be another face in the crowd

severly damaged, i need a place to retreat
searching for silence to ease and calm down
figuring out why my mind has doubts

strong fears and worries of being incomplete
are drowning my soul in a sea of sadness
but is our love worth so many downs

finally found the strength to mend my heart's mistake
I broke the chain that kept my mind in minor
putting my scattered pieces back together

draining my sea of sadness before it's too late
having loved, but now we're done
it's okay to let go of each other

so what's the point of our constant fight
we got burned so many times
so much pressure, so much anger
we shouldn't be allowed
so farewell to the love we knew,
And the time has come to face our crimes
let me fade away
let me be another face in the crowd


Another Face In The Crowd (piano version)

#pittslim #pittsburghslim #nirvana #lithium #grungevibes #grunge #hiphop #grungehop

Lithium (Nirvana cover)

Whilst seeking out light in the dark.
You whispered and put out your spark.
Supposedly seeking out truth.
You wandered in amongst the brutes.

Oh, Ozymandias, you are.
But you didn't fall very far.
The never-ending stretch of sands,
And every bit flows through your hands.

You wanted to beat me.
You wanted to see what I've got.
Not a lot.
Oh, you howled at the sight of the moon.
You wanted to be me.
You wanted to temper the shock.
Took your shot.
By the light of the blood orange moon.
 
You sought out the secret too soon.
The dog star arriving in June.
You barely remembered the tune.
you drank up your fill of the moon.

A beautiful, terrible mind.
Beware spake the sign of the sign.
Your arrow is shot falling down.
You'll never escape from this town.

You wanted to be me.
You wanted to see what I've got.
Not a lot.
Did it all by the light of the moon.
You wanted to beat me.
You wanted to see what I'm not.
Took a shot.
By the light of the blood orange moon.


Blood Orange Moon

Forcing down this drink.
I never stop to think.
Guess I forgot. (Guess I forgot)
Can't ever stop these shakes.
Or another pill to take.
A day to blot (To blot)
Oh, what am I to do?
Can't make it without you.
I had my shot. (My shot)
Who was I supposed to be?
It's easier to see.
Who I am not. (I'm not)

I know that I'm a dickhead on the drink.
I know I'm only made of what they think.
I know reality is what they saw.
I think I always hoped for something more.
Says a lot.

I never wanted change.
Another rearrange.
I've said my lot. (My lot)
Sat firmly back in place. 
Gave up on the chase.
I've been forgot. (Forgot)
Oh, what am I to do?
Happy without you.
To have's, have not. (Have not)
Which one then is me?
I lost it in the we.
I am, am (I) not? (Am not)

I know that I'm a dickhead in the drink.
I know I'm only made of what they think.
I know reality is what we found.
I always looked for something in the sound.
Says a lot.

Says A Lot

Hola, muy feliz de poder compartir mi nuevo track sylver.l4vndr, otro poco de buen bass para sus oídos. espero les guste! :D

sylver.l4vndr

In The Land of Grey and Pink [Caravan Cover]

All Music By Me, except “Voodoo Taboo” and “Is Killing Me” written by Me and Whitney Porter  .

Special thanks to Kahlan Davis, Whitney Porter, John Moreland, and the Toxic Brothers.  

Art by krivitskly (Pixabay)

Titanic

Sneaky Russian, how do you do?
Bet we're thinking just the same as you.
Should we give ourselves a talking to?
What a world.
Oh, American, how do you plead?
Bet you'd like to see us on our knees.
Are you too wrapped up with greed?
To make it work.

Standing out in the crowd.
Why you all gotta talk so loud?
And what's made you so proud?
Of all your words.
Oh, china-man what do you say?
Could we all be friends one day?
Shall we put the bad things away?
We can all be here to stay.
I guess our time is running out.

Can't you all just get along?
We can't all sing the same song.
When neither one is wrong.
The fighting carries on.
And on, and on, and on.

Half cut with my friends.
We're sorting through.
We'll sort it out.
This world spins round.
Within or without. 

Three sheets to the wind.
We're sorting out.
Just sorting through.
Without a clue.
We lack the clout.
To figure it out.

Sneaky Russian hasn't the means.
The follow up to having a dream.
Contemplating some expensive jeans?
But they are cursed.
You Americans a-wouldn't know.
Why they made the flowers grow.
Not everything's for show.
Some things are work.

Them chinaman digging the ground.
While we're all just fooling around.
Work sixteen hour days.
So the outcome might be swayed.
I guess our time is running out.

Well then Russian what do you say?
Could we make it up to you some way?
The clock keeps ticking on.
The fighting carries on.
And on, and on, and on.

Half cut with my friends.
We're sorting through.
We'll sort it out.
This world spins round.
Within or without 

Three sheets to the wind.
We're sorting out.
Just sorting through.
Without a clue.
We lack the clout.
To figure it out.

The workers plod along.
The fighting carries on.
And on, and on, and on.
Om.

Sneaky Russians

God, give me style and give me grace.
Give me something I can grow.
Give me something I can taste.
Now, give me somewhere just to be.
Give me rock and give me roll.
Give me heart and give me soul.

I'm falling.
Deep is the valley which no light can penetrate.
I'm falling.
Deep is the chasm when you sink into the waste.
I'm falling.
Out. Out.

You, give me the freedom to use.
Give me fire for the fuse.
Give me someone as a muse.
Now, tell me what you wanna be?
Give me pockets full of sight.
Give me strength to win the fight.

I'm falling.
Deep is the valley that no light can enter in.
I'm falling.
Deep is the chasm in which I can sink within.
I'm falling.
Out. Out.

I'm falling.
Deep is the valley which no light can penetrate.
I'm falling.
Deep is the chasm when you sink into the waste.
I'm falling.
Out. Out.

I'm Falling

New version mixed and mastered by Mariosyjp. Many Thanks.
Check him out here https://soundcloud.com/mariosyjp 

Lyrics

Whilst seeking out light in the dark.
You whispered and put out your spark.
Supposedly seeking out truth.
You wandered in amongst the brutes.

Oh, Ozymandias you are.
But you didn't fall very far.
The never ending stretch of sands,
And every bit flows through your hands.

You wanted to beat me.
You wanted to see what I've got.
Not a lot.
Oh, you howled at the sight of the moon.
You wanted to be me.
You wanted to temper the shock.
Took your shot.
By the light of the blood orange moon.
 
You sought out the secret too soon.
The dog star the arriving in June.
You barely remembered the tune.
you drank up your fill of the Moon.

A beutiful, terrible mind.
Beware spake the sign of the sign.
Your arrow is shot fallingdown.
You'll never escape from this town.

You wanted to be me.
You wanted to see what I've got.
Not a lot.
Did it all by the light of the moon.
You wanted to beat me.
You wanted to see what I'm not.
Took a shot.
By the light of the blood orange moon.

Blood Orange Moon [Mariosyjp Remaster]

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In The Land of Grey and Pink [Caravan Cover]

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