Yes! I agree with Josh. Really great and trippy stuff, guys! Love the unexpected changes inside! Well done, Stephen and Eddy. Suggestive performance!!!! Very impressive! Cheers! 😎

Pysch backwards Reggae! Cool licks, and fantastic second vocal part! Great collaboration, Stephen and Eddy!!!👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻💎💎💎

Incredibly good sound, beautiful uptuned vocals

I like the shifting feel of the rhythm & nice guitar work!

quite a psychedelic listen :) Great funky guitar!

GORGEOUS Muslc from Ya'll--kept me Glued to my head fones:)

Such a range of awesomeness on your page right now haha, this is dope, love that reggae vibe

Avant le téléphone , internet , les femmes de soldats partis à la guerre attendaient les lettres de leurs fiancés et maris . Les enfants étaient témoins de leurs angoisses et de leurs larmes ...
Compositeur Arrangeur : Philippe SEGUINARD Auteur Mélodiste : Guillaume DULER
Lyrics :
La guerre c'est le bruit d'une pointe de crayon 
C'est le regard absent dans les yeux de ma mère
C'est une longue attente blanche une prison
Des mots qu'elle lisait des lettres qu'on espère

C'est le son d'un amour à la lumière dansante
C'est le goût de tous les jours , sans saveurs sans saisons
C'est apprendre qu'il y a des choses qui te manquent
Des semaines d'inquiétudes , des rides sur son front

C'est elle enveloppée dans la fumée des cigarettes
Comme dans un nuage porteur de larmes amères
Et puis c'est le silence soudain des nuits défaites
Colmatés d'espérance pour fuir le vent d'hiver 

La guerre c'est savoir qu'elle peut te dénuder
Jusqu'à la moelle d'un père qu'elle t'aura volé
Que les jours qui suivront seront jamais comblés
Que hurleront impitoyable les vents glacés

Before the telephone and the Internet, the wives of soldiers away at war waited for letters from their fiancés and husbands. Children witnessed their anguish and tears ...
Composer and arranger : Philippe SEGUINARD Author and melodist : Guillaume DULER
Lyrics :
War is the sound of a pencil tip 
It's the absent look in my mother's eyes
It's a long white wait in a prison
Words she read Letters we hope for

It's the sound of love in dancing light
It's the taste of every day, without flavors without seasons
It's learning that there are things you miss
Weeks of worry, wrinkles on her forehead

It's her wrapped in cigarette smoke
Like a cloud of bitter tears
And then it's the sudden silence of empty nights
Clogged with hope to escape the winter wind 

War is knowing that it can strip you bare
To the very marrow of a father stolen from you
That the days that follow will never be filled
That the icy winds will howl mercilessly

© Guillaume DULER / Philippe SEGUINARD  2022

La guerre      TRANSLATED

Lyrics

Lessons learned in borrowed time
Sudden change with a blink of an eye
Where did it go? 
Swallowed by fortitude?
Where has it gone as the day breaks?
Mostly lost in a foreign land
Surrounded by the pull of sinking sand
Dreaming of life
Grieving in solitude
When will it end as the ground shakes?
Why does the ground shake?
Why?
Sailing on the sea of regret
Playing with the hand that you're dealt
Not giving up is a human art
Fighting on when you feel you can't
Don't say you can't when you know you can
Believe you can
Don't stick around in the cold despair
Don't make it up you can make it there
Don't say you can't when you know you can
Believe you can
Another set of winding stairs
That lead you to a truth that you cannot bear
Looking down from the precipice 
Embroiled by the thoughts of nothingness
Silent screams from a whisky jar
That hit you with the force of a speeding car
A flicker of light, a drizzle of rain
Impaled by the force of all life's pain
Why is there so much pain?
Why?
Sailing on the river of guilt
Playing with the hand that you're dealt
Not giving up is a human art
Fighting on when you feel you can't
Don't say you can't when you know you can
Believe you can
Don't stick around in the cold despair
Don't make it up when you make it there
Don't say you can't when you know you can
Believe you can

Believe You Can

Guitar & Mix by Toshi Rio: https://soundcloud.com/toshi-rio
Vocals by Nadia Selvaggi

Greg Lake's The Sage by Toshi Rio & Nadia Selvaggi

Basement Rock Star

Transitions

This song began one morning while I was "noodling" on the guitar, key of G, 5th fret capo using D shapes, (for the guitarists out there:), and thought it the beginning of a promising recipe for a song; but it sounded a little thin.  It needed some extra seasoning and a little protein, so I sent it to Debra Buesking for her culinary expertise and she supplied all the lovely touches it needed.  It's now ready to serve, our version of "Noodle Soup". Enjoy:)  
Listen to more tasty treats Debbie has cooked up @debra_buesking

Noodle Soup (with Debra Buesking, piano)

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track inspired by the movie Event Horizon

Plus Vite, Plus Loin, Plus Rien (Faster, Further, Nothing) (より速く、より遠く、何もない)

This one sprung from the mind of eddyoffline when he sent the cool reggae guitar line over.  we’d talked about doing another jam to follow up ‘Reggae-ish’ and this is it. 
Enjoy 

Lyrix :
Hi. Get high
Lalala
Keep on Walkin
Don’t look Back

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Don't look back - w/ eddyoffline

A past lover keeps showing up in my dreams and reminding me of my failures.
From my new LP " Low Profile". My best tracks from 2023. Thanks for listening!

Lyrics:
I get my melancholy straight from the IV drip
A Xanax, a red eyed flight on the sky ship
That's when you appeared
I'd been gorging myself on 
Televised violence
It's like synconized swimming
You were grinning while the plane was rapidly descending
(You smiled all the way down)
The atmosphere was colorless
Odorless
Void of all surface and all texture
I'm reveling in my psychosis
You reminded me I never finished my
Junkyard magnum opus
You still show up in my dreams

We were entering into 
An impressionist painted landscape
With a language that we just didn't understand
You reminded me that I'm a big believer
In blindly believing
And I need to start drinking in
A little bit more in what I'm seeing
We're like suburban dadaist
Coming in, out of the rain
My mind was racing
Like those 808 beats
There all the same
Well, that's the way the Goddamn wheel rolls
You headed off into the night
You never told me to change the angle of the light
You still show up in my dreams

"You never even had it even when you had it your hands"
You've got to bring it right down
To where the sideways ends in the light
I'm digging down deep
I'm digging down slow
I'm striking oil 
Or the fires down below
You still show up in my dreams

Don't look back - w/ eddyoffline

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