quite a recording, early morning rockin' coffee, some of those parts must be really fun to play :)

Super mean phat great guitar riffing! Awesome!

Great metal song bro, loved it! I always enjoy a well-composed metal song! [via https://sc.repostexchange.com]

I think this is an amazing song brother keep at it

This is cool reminds me the song bodies by drowning pool

SHELTERING EACH OTHER

Progressive rock instrumental evoking shifting moods and phases- from forthcoming 2022/2023 album Passive Persistence.

Passages

The end of anything is always a difficult pill II swallow.  This is because it represents finality, cusp, edge, completeness.  When what we hold dear falls apart there comes resentment, acrimony, bitterness & rancour. Where is serenity when we need her?

- as always IV H.B

DIRTY FINISH

Song about love as a shelter against inclemency of life (translated lyrics below).

By means of some weather sounds, I oppose precise dark parts to more colored ones, with serious work till 3:25 when I had fun jamming, so you can skip to 4:20 & enjoy great outro !!

Clarinet was borrowed from my sister for summer practice. Reed & keywork managing is difficult for a beginner, & home cohabitance was set on serious risk, but with painful effort I got something presentable, or so I hope, as not willing to repeat soon...

Pic: edited eyefish photo taken by my other sister during one of my hard summer rehearsals.

LETRAS / LYRICS

ENTRA SIN MIEDO / COME IN WITHOUT FEAR

Fuera hay truenos; / Outside there are thunders;
entra sin miedo. / come in without fear.

Fuera hay viento; / Outside there is wind;
entra corriendo. / come rush in.

Soy tu refugio protector; / I am your protective shelter;
entre mis brazos estarás mejor: / whithin my arms you’ll be better:
ven a buscar mi calor. / come to find my warmth.

Dentro hay fuego; / Inside there is fire;
entra a verlo. / come in to see it.

Dentro te espero, / Inside I wait for you,
entra sin miedo. / come in without fear.

ER22HC02 - (C) Ruizzo 1995 - (R) Francés Records;) 2014

Entra sin miedo (No clarinet was harmed)

hungry jacks hardcore remastered

Imperilment

ISOLATION ACT II

Fairy tales and little girls, handsome princes, other worlds.
Magic dust and flying cars, death defeated left it's scars
Vists from the chosen one, demons testing God's own Son.
Take a chance and you have won, for the awakenings begun. From the dream....
35 reality hit me like a brick, brought me to my knees, a bundle of joy and a bundle of fear here.
Now mini skirts, stiletto heels, between illusion and what is real. Clinging to the days of past, as if I could make them last...In this dream...
All the gold has turned to dust, toiled and labored joints now rust, the ride down balanced by faith As the awakening awaits.........2015

The Awakening

Del Folklore a lo Clàsico

Pequeña Sinfonía a Tamaulipas

Pequeña Sinfonía a Tamaulipas (Small Symphony to Tamaulipas)

Fluidity

Time is relentless

Days of my Childhood

Days Of My Childhood

(English translation above)

Un infini merci à Syntaleta d'avoir accepté que je mette des paroles sur sa musique si évocatrice pour moi !

An infinite thank you to Syntaleta for accepting that I put words on her music so evocative for me!
https://soundcloud.com/syntaleta/a-letter-from-the-past

Une lettre du passé

Je me souviens
Sous le regard de la lune
Je me souviens 
D'un passé qui se rallume
En tas de braises
Que je croyais en cendres
Et devient fournaise
Mais sans pouvoir m'en défendre

Je me souviens
En rouvrant cette lettre
Des jours anciens
Où j'étais à la fenêtre
En espérant
Que je puisse m'enfuir
Et gommer ma vie en
Délire

Car en pension
Où mon cœur s'est déchiré
Comme en prison
Innocent mais accusé
D'être un enfant
De parents trop petits
Ou trop inconscients
Pour cesser tous leurs gribouillis.

Dans cette lettre
Où ma mère me disait
Qu'il fallait mettre
Un bonnet quand il gelait
De bien dormir
Que pour devenir grand
Faut être sans faiblir 
Battant

Cent fois, je l'ai bien relue cent fois
Essayant quand je pouvais
De suivre ses conseils si droits
Mais malgré tout ça, j'ai plus souvent bafouillé
Me suis tordu le cou à chercher ma voie 
Aux quatre coins de mon cœur estropié.

Cent fois, je suis bien tombé cent fois
Cent fois me suis relevé
Toujours marqué, toujours plus droit
Et puis un beau jour comme un vrai conte de fées
L'ivresse de l'amour m'a pris dans ses bras
Aux quatre coins d'un monde émerveillé

Je me souviens
Sous le regard de la lune
Je me souviens
Dans ce temps de fortune
Dans l'air léger 
Où jamais rien ne dure
Tous mes cris d'écorché
Se turent

Mais cette lettre
Que j'ai lue et relue
Je l'aurais suivie à la lettre
Si je l'avais reçue...

Myckaël Marcovic, le 18 février 2020

A letter from the past

I remember
Under the gaze of the moon
I remember
From a reigniting past
In heaps of embers
I believed in ashes
And becomes a furnace
But without being able to defend myself from it

I remember
By reopening this letter
From old days
Where i was at the window
Hoping
That i can run away
And erase my life by
Delirium

Because in pension
Where my heart was torn apart
Like in prison
Innocent but accused
To be a child
From parents too small
Or too oblivious
To stop all their scribbles.

In this letter
Where my mom used to tell me
That it was necessary to put
A hat when it was freezing
To sleep well
Only to become tall
Must be without weakening
clapper

A hundred times, I have read it a hundred times
Trying when I could
To follow her advice if right
But despite all that, I have more often stammered
Twisted my neck to find my way
To the four corners of my crippled heart.

A hundred times, I fell a hundred times
A hundred times got up
Always marked, always straighter
And then one fine day like a real fairy tale
The intoxication of love took me in her arms
To the four corners of a world filled with wonder

I remember
Under the gaze of the moon
I remember
In this time of fortune
In the light air
Where nothing ever lasts
All my screams
Became silent

But this letter
That I have read and reread
I would have followed it to the letter
If I had received it ...

Myckaël Marcovic, on February 18 2020

Une lettre du passé (Syntaleta / Myckaël Marcovic)

THE DAYS THE WEEKS AND THE YEARS
Written, Performed, Produced & Mastered
by Andrew Borderick Copyright 2020
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cWJtWEi-2zM

ANOTHER WORLD

THE DAYS THE WEEKS AND THE YEARS

THE DAYS THE WEEKS AND THE YEARS (see info for video link)

69twoZERO - Brain Crusher

Wanderlust

AT THE END OF THE LAND STARTS THE ROAMING OF THE SEA
IT SEEMS TO ME THE RIGHT PLACE TO BE
THERE IF YOU STAND FACING INFINITY 
IT LOOKS LIKE NOTHING BUT THERE’S PLENTY TO SEE

ANY NEW BABY BORN A WHALER HE WIL BE
EXCEPT IF HE’S A GIRL SHE’LL BECOME A LASSIE A LASS
WITH THE GULLS HIGH ABOVE SHRIEKING THEIR OWN SHANTY
PRAISE THE WIND THAT CARRIES THEIR BODIES SO FREE

AND THE FOAM A SPLASHING ON THE BOULDERS DEBRIS
TELLS IN SHORT NO TELLING WHAT A  WONDROUS STORY
FROM THE START TO THE END LIFE’S TENACITY
BATTLEFIELD STORMY ROUNDS OF IMMENSE ENERGY

HERE I STAND WITH A FRIEND INVISIBLE TO SEE
I GOT TIME ON MY HANDS STRETCHING OUT AT SEA 
I DO FEEL IN COMMAND BOTH SAD AND HAPPY
EVEN A GRAIN OF SAND IT IS SO GOOD TO BE 

THERE’S ABUSE AND HARDSHIP THERE IS INSANITY
ALL ON BOARD OF OUR SHIP OUR KIND OF A BOUNTY
BUT WHATEVER THE DIPS IN THE DEPTHS OF THE SEA
ON AND ON HAND IN HAND WE’LL MAKE IT YOU’LL SEE

ON THE EDGE HERE I STAND WITH SOMEONE NEXT TO ME
IT’S THE MAN OF ARAN THE GHOST OF FLAHERTY
WE THREE ARE IN COMMAND FACING ETERNITY
AND IT LOOKS LIKE NOTHING WHICH IS SOMETHING TO SEE

AT THE END OF THE LAND STARTS THE ROARING OF THE SEA

MAN OF ARAN (Lyrics)

@ApproachToSilence (6.12.20)
Spotify:
https://open.spotify.com/album/5QteVEMfOj7LjPLBb4dsAU
YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u9C_GM8lLVQ

ApproachToSilence_2015

Isle of Joy

New site after E-Ruizzo: https://soundcloud.com/esemanolain-ruizzo

Many thanks to Alex https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
and Richal https://soundcloud.com/rickitansky for their fantastic pics !!

Instrumental rock/ post rock solo project. All rights reserved.
Thanks for your amazing support. Recently, I have reduced my music time. I apologize here that can't reply to all comments.
69twoZERO is a sideproject of TOTHM

https://templeofthehauntedman.bandcamp.com/follow_me

https://soundcloud.com/2econd_skin -> Temple Of The Haunted Man repost

69twoZERO - Brain Crusher

Temple Of The Haunted Man

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