LAST WALTZ from Book Of Dreams

IL TE MANQUE LA MER
OUI MAIS TU AS L’AMOUR
IL TE MANQUE TA TERRE
OUI MAIS REGARDE AUTOUR
TU AS L’HOMME QUI T’AIME ET LA MÉLANCOLIE
SE DISSOUT D’ELLE MÊME SI ON LA VOIT JOLIE
MOI AUSSI MON PAYS
ME MANQUE BIEN SOUVENT MAIS L’AMOUR MOI AUSSI EN EMPORTE LE VENT AUTANT
TU VOUDRAIS REPARTIR MAIS TU AIMES RESTER LE PRÉSENT L’AVENIR EMMÊLÉS AU PASSÉ
UNE LARME UN SOURIRE UNE VAGUE UN REGRET ET LE MOT POUR LES DIRE JE SAIS QUE TU LE SAIS MOI AUSSI NEGUINHA PARTAGÉ ENTRE ICI MAINTENANT ET LÀ-BAS HIER ET AUJOURD’HUI SAUDADE
IL TE MANQUE RIO
LE SOLEIL EN HIVER MAIS TU AS PETERZINHO
A BRAS ET CŒUR OUVERTS TU VOUDRAIS REPARTIR MAIS TU AIMES RESTER
LE PRÉSENT L’AVENIR EMMÊLÉS AU PASSÉ
IL TE MANQUE LA MER
OUI MAIS TU AS L’AMOUR
IL TE MANQUE TA TERRE
OUI MAIS REGARDE AUTOUR

NEGUINHA  (Lyrics) Song for Heliane

Lived on Blues Point Road for 10 years, till 2020. That's Blues Point Hotel in the pic. I thought 'Blues Point Road' would make a good name for a guitar blues!

Blues Point Road

Hi everyone, here a direct link to the dreams, emotional and retro space!

I wish you lots of fun on this journey!

All the best
Roger

CJR-Music originals | more info also here: https://www.cjrogersmusic.com

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Shri KRISHNA (ROCK) - Music & Lyrics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | Spiritual ROCK

Cover Art Design:  Original (Lithography) Etching, Photo & Graphics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe]

Instruments: Electric Guitars, V-Synth, Percussion by Rüdiger Petter

Listen to the amazing music of Rüdiger Petter here: https://soundcloud.com/ruediger-petter

Music & Vocals Composed & Produced, Recorded & Performed, Mixed & Mastered by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] at IYERN [Fe] RECORDS IN CANADA

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Shri Krishna (ROCK)

Shri KRISHNA (ROCK) - Music & Lyrics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | Drums by Rüdiger Petter|Spiritual ROCK

Fetish

Opening track on my new album with The Littoral Drift. New 14 track album due for release this Friday June 16th, 2023. 

Guitar vocals and bass: Darren Sullivan
Drums: Josh Dylan Peters https://soundcloud.com/jdylanp

Lyrics:
Won’t you leave the light on
Never could spy on
Drawn on a lake like with 
A charcoal crayon

Old men rely on 
Days of bygone
Memories traced
to the war in Saigon

Never gonna raise him
Better you forgave him
Shaving with a razor 
From the Barber’s favor

Maybe you could save him
If you forgave him
Betting on red but it’s looking pretty grim

Callin on Eliza
You know she relies on
Petty little gossip
From the corner store

A shoulder to cry on
Simping for the line on
Better get it straight if you’re wanting more. 
Wanting More 

Knowing Eliza
does despise him
Holding her hand when the sun has set

He listens real good
But she thinks he’s a fool
Believing that this is all he’ll get

She’s staying in the friend zone
She’s lovin Lorenzo
Never gonna have that special glow
She’s staying in the friend zone
She’s lovin Lorenzo
Never gonna have that special glow


Won’t you leave the light on
Never could spy on
Drawn on a lake like with 
A charcoal crayon

Old men rely on 
Days of bygone
Memories traced
to the war in Saigon

Never gonna raise him
Better you forgave him
Shaving with a razor 
From the Barber’s favor

Maybe you could save him
If you forgave him
Betting on red but it’s looking pretty grim

Callin on Eliza
You know she relies on
Petty little gossip
From the corner store

A shoulder to cry on
Simping for the line on
Better get it straight if you’re wanting more. 
Wanting More 
 
Callin on Eliza
You know she relies on
Petty little gossip
From the corner store

A shoulder to cry on
Simping for the line on
Better get it straight if you’re wanting more. 
 

Knowing Eliza
does despise him
Holding her hand when the sun has set

He listens real good
But she thinks he’s a fool
Believing that this is all he’ll get

She’s staying in the friend zone
She’s lovin Lorenzo
She’s staying in the friend zone
She’s lovin Lorenzo

Verdure

ELiza

Eliza (EXCLUSIVE SOUNDCLOUD EARLY RELEASE!!!!!)

Watch Omelette of Mars' amazing video adaptation, here!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sUyw6u4HzFk

Solomon Kane's Homecoming by Robert E. Howard

Music by Omellette of Mars
https://soundcloud.com/omelette2mars / https://soundcloud.com/omeletteofmars
 
Read by Cosmic Keanu

The white gulls wheeled above the cliffs,
the air was slashed with foam,
The long tides moaned along the strand
when Solomon Kane came home.
He walked in silence strange and dazed
through the little Devon town,
His gaze, like a ghost’s come back to life,
roamed up the streets and down.

The people followed wonderingly
to mark his spectral stare,
And in the tavern silently
they thronged about him there.
He heard as a man hears in a dream
the worn old rafters creak,
And Solomon lifted his drinking-jack
and spoke as a ghost might speak:

“There sat Sir Richard Grenville once;
in smoke and flame he passed,
“And we were one to fifty-three,
but we gave them blast for blast.
“From crimson dawn to crimson dawn,
we held the Dons at bay.
“The dead lay littered on our decks,
our masts were shot away.

“We beat them back with broken blades,
till crimson ran the tide;
“Death thundered in the cannon smoke
when Richard Grenville died.
“We should have blown her hull apart
and sunk beneath the Main.”
The people saw upon his wrists
the scars of the racks of Spain.

“Where is Bess?” said Solomon Kane.
“Woe that I caused her tears.”
“In the quiet churchyard by the sea
she has slept these seven years.”
The sea-wind moaned at the window-pane,
and Solomon bowed his head.
“Ashes to ashes and dust to dust,
and the fairest fade,” he said.

His eyes were mystical deep pools
that drowned unearthly things,
And Solomon lifted up his head
and spoke of his wanderings.
“Mine eyes have looked on sorcery
in the dark and naked lands,
“Horror born of the jungle gloom
and death on the pathless sands.

“And I have known a deathless queen
in a city old as Death,
“Where towering pyramids of skulls
her glory witnesseth.
“Her kiss was like an adder’s fang,
with the sweetness Lilith had,
“And her red-eyed vassals howled for blood
in that City of the Mad.

“And I have slain a vampire shape
that sucked a black king white,
“And I have roamed through grisly hills
where dead men walked at night.
“And I have seen heads fall like fruit
in the slaver’s barracoon,
“And I have seen winged demons fly
all naked in the moon.

“My feet are weary of wandering
and age comes on apace;
“I fain would dwell in Devon now,
forever in my place.”
The howling of the ocean pack
came whistling down the gale,
And Solomon Kane threw up his head
like a hound that snuffs a trail.

A-down the wind like a running pack
the hounds of the ocean bayed,
And Solomon Kane rose up again
and girt his Spanish blade.
In his strange cold eyes a vagrant gleam
grew wayward and blind and bright,
And Solomon put the people by
and went into the night.

A wild moon rode the wild white clouds,
the waves in white crests flowed,
When Solomon Kane went forth again
and no man knew his road.
They glimpsed him etched against the moon,
where clouds on hilltop thinned;
They heard an eery echoed call
that whistled down the wind.

Video

Solomon Kane's Homecoming by Robert E. Howard (Omelette of Mars & Cosmic Keanu) VIDEO AVAILABLE

Original demo recorded: 2002 
Remaster: 2023

Tumultuous Century

Woodchip

Recorded in Modesto, Ca. Germany, Canada.  Featuring Gibson 335 Electric guitar solo. Georg Boehme Brass, Alto, Tenor, Baritone saxophones,(Germany).  Steve Roy Bass. (Canada).  Fender Rhodes Electric Piano solo. String Quartet, 1st & 2nd Violins, Viola, Cello, Bowed Acoustic Bass. Drums Full kit drum set. Percussion Tambourine, Ago go Bells, Timbales. Cowbell.

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Hermosa 2

I like Soundcloud because it's a friendly community for sharing our music. When I comment on a track, I like to say something about how you wrote, performed or produced it. I have musically diverse interests: pop/rock, jazz-rock fusion, prog & alternative rock, blues, classical and neoclassical, to mention some. Main instrument is guitar; I'm not a keyboard player or singer, but hopefully I can do enough there to make my work sound ok.

Blues Point Road

Steve Matthews