short instrumental, cover November rain (Guns n Roses) was recorded in home studio...  pianos, 3 guitars, drums, bass

November Rain instrumental short (cover)

hope you enjoy! this song isn’t particularly about me but it’s about a woman who is famous who has depression and is forced to take Doxepin which is a antidepressant and nerve pain medication.

Doxepin ( Demo )

Christopher Woodiwiss Baby Blu Original Music - RockStar

Song about having a partner who is a bit cuckoo with the jealousy. As they will be.

LYRICS

I can see you in the mirror and your face is looking back strange.
And your hand on the pillow makes me shudder as its sliding past my face. 

I've tried to provide a distraction.
You're in need of constant action.
I've tried to tell you there's no-thing.
Quickly becoming a no-win. 

I know all your little accusations, 
you dont even have to say.
That voice in your head, he did this, is never gonna go away. 

Oh, the things I haven't done are repeating.
The sound your making is just bleating.
I can't get me any satisfaction.
You're out there looking for action. 

The jealousy festers and takes over your brain.
But all your friends are out there, acting just the same. 

Not a single one of them happy.
Not anyone of them laughing.
Your half assed plan of distraction.
Was voided by my inaction. 

I can see you in the mirror and your face is looking back strange.
And your hand on the pillow makes me shudder as its sliding past my face. 

I've tried to provide a distraction.
You're in need of constant action.
I've tried to tell you there's no thing.
Quickly becoming a no-win.

Information Retrieval [with The Fall of Saigon]

From the upcoming album The NTT's Funk Odyssey Vol. 2 due in 2023

The NTT - The Hereafter

Since I can remember there's always been an invisible force looking to help me. First there was Santa Claus watching me from some strange Polar Vortex and then handing out rewards based on behavior. Then there were hidden school records and transcripts that could harm or help and followed you around for life.  There was God, who was invisibly working behind the scenes and would hopefully show up if things want way south. There were credit scores and corporate evaluations.  There were talent scouts that would be supposedly lurking in the audience during live shows.  Always large invisible forces deciding your fate.
So why not a huge invisible hand that one could call on to lift them up above all the other invisibe forces.   An invisible hand that could lend a hand to the average man.  The Invisible Hand is Coming to Set You Free.

The Invisible Hand

Bottled Up

In youth I was a charmer, with the gift of the gab.
Oh, she was my girl, she was the best I ever had.
But as my drinking worsened, oh, results began to show.
My girl, she went and left me for some looker down the road.
That's it I said im leaving, there is nothing left for me.
I'll end up getting trouble from the constabulary.
I'm moving to the city, don't try and stop me, gotta go.
They're gonna get a shock from these few tricks I've got to show

But once I saw them city lights I said "I don't know"
"Maybe I should just move down to Juarez, Mexico"
Least there if I was pretty then they'd all be pretty too.
But since I am so ugly I don't know what I'm going to do.
Without you.

Oh, I've never been a gambler to the detriment of me.
If I had lots of money then at least I could be free.
But instead, I'm cold and lonely, don't know what I'm gonna do.
Suppose ill climb this mountain just to try and make it through.
Long ago, sweet summer child.
but when I'm looking back.
I never have been happy no matter what I can't relax.
And in my dreams I'm alone and deserted by my crew.
Just tramping through the wild lands trying to find something thats new.

Everybody asking me what I intend to do.
About the situation that's arising now with you.
Well, aiming to be happy looks like you'd be happy too.
But now im left alone I don't know what I'm gonna do.
Without you.

A blanket in the hamper which will help keep out the cold.
A place to rest my weary bones since I am getting old.
A plastic type of vengeance that comes naturally to me.
I wanted to be something but I never found the Key. 

A fire in the Winter and a beer when it's warm.
There ain't no sense in spending your whole life just half falorn.
You're gonna have to forget about the things they've done to you.
You cannot claim advantage so there's nothing to left to do.
Without you.




Without You

Very old project who needs of vocals.                                                                                    Music, recording, mixing and mastering by me.
Artwork by bck_Visuals
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Forget (Instrumental Version)

Christmas Day (Big Dumb Christmas Song)

We are the music makers. We are the dreamers of dreams.





Information Retrieval [with The Fall of Saigon]

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