A melodic guitar meandering,using an ebow among other things. A song of empathy,sympathy and hope for better time,for those feeling isolation.

Take heart good people,this one's for you.

Ode to the Lonely

Ode To The Lonely

Post-pandemic euphoric travellers filling jets bound for destinations unknown...jet trails of mystery ..... or misery for the planet?
Cutting down on burning of jet fuel is going to help the climate crisis...but who's going to go first?

Image: jet trails from Leeds and Manchester airports over Sheffield's beautiful Hallam Moor. (photo by NM)

Trails Of Mystery

An original idea by Stone catcherye

Music & Lyrics, Guitars, Drums, Vocal : Stone catcherye https://soundcloud.com/stonecatcherye
Music & Lyrics, Synth Bass, Organ, Vocal: Jan Schonander

Image partially created using OpenAI

BLUE MONDAY

Sunday night the tension is more than I can bare
Time moves slowly as I count down the hours
A load off of me as I walk out the door
This ain’t no 
This ain’t no 
This aint no blue Monday

Wake up and change your believing 
Wake up and see 
You don't have to live a life of  feeling blue to spite the green
Wake up and change your life 
Like  you want it to be
 You don't have to wait 'til you die 
To live the life you need

Just live the life you need

Thursday night pressure’s low I’m breathing again
Time is moving why can’t I just press pause 
I’m comin home, I’m putting my helmet on 
This ain’t no
This ain’t no
This ain’t no blue Monday

Wake up and change your believing 
Wake up and see 
You don't have to live a life of  feeling blue to spite the green
Wake up and change your life 
Like  you want it to be
 You don't have to wait 'til you die 
To live the life you need

Just live the life you need

Oh, I'm a ghost, oh, you the most
Oh, I want a Blue Monday
Oh, just give me a Blue Monday

Oh, I'm a freak, oh you're disease
Just give me a blue Monday 

Just give me a blue Monday
Just give me one
Just give me one
Just give me one blue Monday

Wake up and change your believing 
Wake up and see 
You don't have to live a life of  feeling blue to spite the green
Wake up and change your life 
Like  you want it to be
 You don't have to wait 'til you die 
To live the life you need

Live the life you need

Blue Monday

Blue Monday | Stone catcherye & TheGat(s)

Spyder Lyrics

This is a pretty straightforward song.  Partly based it on the Jack Nicholson character in Chinatown.


Lyrics;
Sitting in a car
Top floor garage, the perfect spot
Hours before the morning sun would rise

Occasionally a car would pass
On the clean swept city street 
In a town where dreams of dreamers go to die

No one there would notice him
Inside that old sedan
With slightly tinted windows
And assorted spy supplies

Across the street a condo
And room with two inside
Open curtains, fourth floor
An exclusive high rise
(Click)

Another case another cheater
Another day of real life theater
And he is capturing the feature
The spy-der gets the fly
The stage is struck the case is closed
A dirty secret is exposed
It's how the spying business goes
Public practice, private eye

Betrayers with big money
Stealing time with dirty honey
Lovers become enemies
And want them tied and bound

Armed with film and long range scopes
Unbeknownst he interlopes
Taking aim he deftly shoots
And soon the big game's going down

Like a game of cat and mouse
A business, flat or house
A dog on the hunt
Sniffing clues right off the ground

Another case another cheater
Another day of real life theater
And he is capturing the feature
The spy-der gets the fly
The stage is struck
The case is closed
A dirty secret is exposed
It's how the spying business goes
Public practice, private eye

When the Spy-der web is weaved
The truth will be received

All it takes is a few clicks
And the delivery of pics
Hidden from their view
They never hear the sound

An envelope in trade for pay
The evidence will put away
The tyrant queen or king
Who's about to lose their crown

The truth can bring great pain
But great for monetary gain
The business never slows
In this low down dirty town

Another case another cheater
Another day of real life theater
And he is capturing the feature
The spy-der gets the fly
The stage is struck
The case is closed
A dirty secret is exposed
It's how the spying business goes
Public practice, private eye

Spyder

Featured on the album 'Welcome to Dystopia Land" https://on.soundcloud.com/vX696

From Dusk Till Dawn

Lets be like children in hope and believe...

Welcome to our Show

It’s Going Down IPG1 & Paploviante
Vocals and Lyrics IPG1
@ipg1
Paploviante: Bass, Music, Mix, Mastering and Picture

It's Going Down IPG1 & Paploviante

DEATH IS NOT THE END. 
I WOULD LOVE TO GIVE STRENGTH TO EVERYONE WHO LOST SOMEONE.
THEY STILL ARE...

This world cried when you have died
And denied the place where you’ve gone
I think you just have found your way home
And you´re happy now, safe and warm

This world does not want to waste no time,
But its passing will bring us together again 
When I close my eyes I feel your hand in mine
And I never need to let go of it again

Wherever you are, I know, you are
Right beside me, it's not that far away,
We thought we mourned, but we cried for ourselves
Just feeling sorry of all we´ve forgot to say

But we still have words, we still have a voice
And they might please immaterial ears
And souls beyond that will rejoice
Could be the song of a this side bird we hear

We will never forget you, we will not let go
The precious pictures inside our minds 
We will honor your memory and tell our children about you
And we will be one someday again 

And then the birds will sing about us
And then the birds will sing about us
And then the birds will sing about us
And then the birds will sing about us

For those who have gone (Druid / Electra Volcana)

Piano composition, and piano: Debra Buesking @debra_buesking
Melody for the voice, poem and voice: Oddrun Eikli
cover design: Debra

Thank you from my heart Debbie for this great JOY it is to work together with you,
and thank you so much for your friendship.

Regrets.

Hear the whispers
Of the falling leaves
When i write the words
I will never speak
A few unspoken words
Appear like falling leaves

No heart would seek regret
But I hold it`s hand
And i will not forget
Sweet autumn fields
That lingers in my mind

A few undspoken words
Appears like falling leaves
At other times they wildly fly
Until they reach the sky

Regrets. Debra Buesking and Oddrun Eikli

Hey folks, my new album, 'Ninetails' under CRSY is now out on Bandcamp. Help yourself to a free code, you can find them on my Bandcamp or Twitter page. Share and so on. 

Enjoy!!

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Ascent Twin Slopes

First UK Garage Production Ive Tried. Its a soft, mellow garage track with vocals by: Alysha Bronze. 

Produced By ESOM [DJ PEREZ] ©️

THIS BEAT IS ON REPEAT

EVERY SUNDAY UPLOAD THE  LATEST TRACK
Composition and Sampling collage by Synline with computer.
”The song that is born today can only be born today.” That's why I keep writing it down like a diary.
Music is a kind of feeling I can not express in words. I will write that feelings with computer. 
I am glad I can share it with you.