An acoustic guitar duet. Shael and I have different, complimentary playing styles heard here in this simple recording. Just two guitars...and  a little rainfall.

The Tequila Monday Project

Social Life

Social life (Acoustic)

GORGO & TANGO

Giorni trascorsi rivolto nel fango
il freddo scalfisce la pelle vissuta
la sua voce affonda nell'indifferenza
ritenuto sporco, quasi un esser di troppo

La vita che sfugge velocemente
prima di gustarne a fondo il piacere
un colpo di polso, baglior di pugnale
dichiarano Gorgo
martire maiale

Se c'è un sentimento 
Non capisco il senso
di questo mondo che gira in un cerchio
di fuoco sbiadito, l' umanità

Echi lontani di terre africane
nel bianco rumore di un laboratorio
senza una madre, senza un abbraccio
un mesto destino attende ormai Tango

Se c'è un sentimento 
Non capisco il senso
di questa terra in cui regna il sonno
per farsi beffe di chi non è un re

A concludere questa storia
sono io coi miei bisogni
necessità, libero arbitrio
ho reso il mondo un vero schifo
La corsa è senza fine
Si deve andare avanti
l'orango ed il maiale in fondo
sembran solo degli avanzi

Gorgo & Tango

Plunge pool, it's hard to get out of this without looking a fool.
When your mouth drools, as you lean slightly forward, and your tryna keep your cool.
It's a new school, of thought that makes you wonder how you ever made it through. 
With no cool, somehow made it through. 

Moon baloon, the sky feels close as you float up like a loon.
Singing old tunes, is there nothing left to plunder so you wonder if the moon.
Is just a sand dune, creeping ever onward through a forest full of coons.
Oh an old tune, somehow you make do. 

A third gallon, when you haven't got the money you drink anything you can.
It's hard to change, man, a can of black Oranjeboom fell into your hand.
Oh your fading tan, your laziness creeping back into your plans.
Need a hand fan, somehow you made it through. 

Fast clocks, dig into your shoulders as you fly over the rocks.
In a red smock, laying on a cart as the soldiers run amok.
Giving no shock, you hardly even notice any horrors that you watch. 
It's all ad hoc; but some stuff made it through.


New School

Just a little something to Jazz-Up your day.

RON SNYDER - Sneakin' Around (Instrumental)

don’t know a thing about the world, it keeps changing
I watched you bring a little peace to my pond

now everything we’ll ever do seems ancient
but I am still unlearning all that I’ve learned

don’t know a thing about the world...

the winter freeze, it calls our lease
our fallacies
they squeeze us out of conversations

we felt so free when we crossed a sea
far from family
the ballast rocks of generations

free
(to avert a loss,
to avoid the pain,
to control your thoughts,
then it ends the same)

from knowing
(it’s all in vain,
don’t know a thing,
you don’t control a thing,
it’s all in vain)

free
(but you know yourself,
put trust in yourself,
go on and lean on yourself,
you believe in yourself)

from knowing
(except yourself
is not a thing,
it’s all in vain,
self’s not a thing)

Chorus: repeated

we never lie, we just don't know
the shadows stroll by
dictating our conversation

we simplify and for all we know
an angel dies
whenever common sense is mentioned

Chorus: repeated

unlearning all that I have learned...

Support Gom

Don't Know A Thing

Chucking away.
The time you thought you'd saved up.
Just a lot of descents. 
You're putting off your makeup.
Till they've had their say.
Now you are feeling lonely.
The world turning grey.
They all get a say. 

Can't save it all.
Throw it all away.
Stop saving up for a rainy day. 

The unwritten page.
Your future feeding slowly.
Solely displayed.
So you feel haunted ghostly.
A blanket of rage.
A warming cloth of kindness.
A look of dismay.
A feeling obeyed. 

Can't save a thing.
Not a piece of cake.
It's never yours, it just goes to waste. 

Can't waste a thing.
As it slips away.
No point in waiting for a chosen day. 

Next thing you know.
You've got a ways to go.
But you cannot know.
If you will get a go.
Time can go slow,
But also run away from.
And quickly fade.
A sudden shade. 

Can't save it all.
Throw it all away.
Stop saving up for a rainy day. 



You Can't Take It With You

Hi there,
This music is composed by tsumekizaki.kaoru.
Enjoy.


I will move this track to YouTube. I'll be happy if you check the channell bellow, as well.

https://youtube.com/@mymanyselves?si=xcdF2wuSXPqXfqIT

Promenade

Link to vid:
https://youtu.be/3EW2m0SkOdo

Thinking Of Those Loved Ones - Combstead / Robert Grigg

Pop infused Hard Rock emphasizing guitars and vocal Harmonies.

Lyrics:
What we know is all the time will come and go.
When you have a line to tow behind, above, or far below.
Time to take the things you need for your mistake.
Walking tall to compensate, good is now just second rate.

Living large and worry free, riding high and fantastic
But I've never been sarcastic.
Strolling down easy street, on the top enthusiastic
But you see I might just be sarcastic.

We can see who we are, or what we could be.
One more day of can it be, intersecting disbelief.
What we knew of they or them, or what they do.
Crowded in a tiny room. Planning what to put us through.

Do or die. It occupies one more try.
Win, cold pimp, hop, skip, jump, limp in place.
Don't ask why you can fail a second time, coming up on once upon sarcastic.

Lux Sarcastic

Practicing the track Lenny by the great SRV! Good for the soul. He was an inspiration to many, me included.

Lenny Practice

Better Days

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





You Can't Take It With You

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