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Just in time for Valentine's Day! Dedicated to those who choose healthy, fulfilling love. This is for you.

No Lovers

Dirty Lies Lyrics:

Dirty lies
Dirty lies
Digging up
dirty lies
Dirty lies
Dirty lies
Digging up
Dirty lies
You're hiding something
You don't know I got wise
Words travel fast
In storms of dirty lies

You've seen another with
those big beautiful eyes
Through them I see your soul
Where all your secrets hide ...
your dirty lies
Dirty lies
I'm digging up
Your dirty lies
Dirty lies
Dirty lies
Digging up
All those dirty lies

You turn your back
When I get close
You seem to want to get away
You'll talk for hours
On the phone
Then look at me with nothing to say

I vowed to always love you
Through lows and highs
You promised to be faithful
'til the day that you die

But you drove off the track
Took your eyes off the prize
Now you're stuck in the mud
Bogged down by dirty lies
Dirty lies
Dirty lies
I'm digging up
dirty lies
Dirty lies
Dirty lies
Digging up
All your dirty lies

You said I was the only one
Never want another guy
But I heard from a little bird
What you say is drawing flies

Inside my heart is raging
The truth, quite the surprise
'Bout time that you come clean
About your dirty lies
Dirty lies
Dirty lies
Been digging up
All your dirty lies
Dirty lies
Dirty lies
Been digging up
All your dirty lies

Dirty Lies

1/15 from the collection, Everything Except Oblivion (soundcloud.com/jenniferroe/sets/everything-except-oblivion)

This is one of fifteen vignettes written, translated, and produced by sound artist Raul (Raðulfr Maganhar, @raoulfr) and voiced by Jennifer Roe (@jenniferroe) from the project, Everything Except Oblivion. "It's not poetry, it's not music," says Mainer, whose "thinkmeters" are cut and crystalized from his daily experiences. Each "slice" paints and processes a memory—the good and the bad, the light and the dark—in a sort of sonic journal. "Each one has their story and characters, but I hope that whoever listens will make it their own," says Mainer, who likens these soundscapes to meditation sessions for mortals. Against a backdrop of mystical music, a narrator points the way to nirvana . . . but with words and sounds that are earthly and human.

Cover art: "Epiphany Sisters." Sculpture, photo, and design by Jennifer Roe (Instagram: @jkbroe, SoundCloud @jenniferroe)

1 : Cheap Craving (Raðulfr Maganhar ft. Jennifer Roe, voice)

℗ © Copyright Ian Stokes. All Rights Reserved
Recorded and mixed using Logic. Mastered in Soundcloud
Guitar played: Taylor 714CE tuned DADGAD
Photography: Thanks go to Nigel and Libby Hume at Hume Photography.

Having just completed my third solo album, I thought I would do another acoustic guitar instrumental and it now being the month of May.................

The Month Of May

Colaboração com meu grande amigo @IPG1, em seu vocal de fogo, fiz o instrumental em dope eletronics style's... cinematic elements, urban flow!

Original Vocal - www.soundcloud.com/ipg1/heavy-magic-vox-94-bpm

Save The Nature!

Heavy Magic - IPG1 (prod. Assá)

[Original demo]
Recorded in 2018
Remaster: 2022

Tropical Coast

A little backstory is needed here.

A few years ago I hung up my old guitar for good, having finally lost patience with my own decades-long inability to do any serious practice.  Not long afterwards, one of those things that only ever happens to other people, happened to me, when the nice consultant explained that the source of the pain was a large tumour in my throat.

During the fun and games of treatment over the subsequent months I made a few deals with myself regarding how things would change if we came out of the other side alive and reasonably intact.  One of these was a commitment to getting my old guitar out again and working at it;  the quid pro quo being a new, decent guitar in the event that any signs of progress appeared.  I even held out the hope that I might start scribbling out a few songs again, not having done so for many, many years.

That I now have ever so slightly more than one decent guitar hanging on my wall is not a reflection of the degree of progress, just my tendency to re-interpret the rules of the game sometimes....

A few weeks back, the nice consultant explained that he didn't want me ever to darken his door again as he could see no need to continue the checkups.  For the best of reasons.  

No "All Clear"s in this game of course, just probability curves, a fact sadly demonstrated, also few weeks back, when a very brave lady who was not so fortunate as I, lost her own battle with cancer.  She was Dame Deborah James.  A teacher, who, in the words of her family, shared her experience of cancer to "raise awareness, break down barriers, challenge taboos and change the conversation around cancer.  Even in her most challenging moments, her determination to raise money and awareness was inspiring". 

This is one of the first songs I wrote after picking up the guitar again.  The lyrics are odd in places … that morphine, it lingers in the bloodstream you know.... :) and you may apply to them what metaphors you wish.

I decided to make the quiet, simple, one take, live version of “Genuflection” offered here as a small personal tribute to the bravery of Dame Deborah.  It is far from perfect, but not far from the heart.
_________________________________________________________________

Genuflection

As sensibility subsides, my spirit lies
In shattered fragments, scattered with the roses at my feet.
A plastic destiny confides what was never meant for real;
An unholy desecration that is scarcely incomplete.

A storm-tossed foreign sea, has driven me
To the reef, with smiling Lucifer’s contaminant collusion.
My bloodshot welling eyes offer thin disguise;
Translucent as the glass before my naked self-delusion.

A sleet-swept breeze hit my bright horizons.
I’m on my knees, black moon rising.
Sweet salvation, my long lost friend,
I’m on my knees,… again.

Fractured rainbows hold the storm, heaven-sent;
Kaleidoscopic essence of the life behind the deal.
Enraptured scarecrows take the form of a living testament
To the martyr’s psyche slowly being broken on the wheel.

Earth gathers dry husks as they fall, and Charon calls;
My antimony confidante, gasps breathless at the shore.
The coin I proffer him today secures my solitary way
To the shadow that’s imprisoned me so many times before.

A sleet-swept breeze hit my bright horizons.
I’m on my knees, black moon rising.
Sweet salvation, my long lost friend,
I’m on my knees,… again.

A sleet-swept breeze hit my bright horizons.
I’m on my knees, uncompromising.
Peace of mind? I left him way behind.
I’m on my knees,… again.

Genuflection

Let the bass entrap your soul.
Get lost in this vortex of creation.
Vibe with the darkness and let it envelop your mind.

So much love to the SC community.
Keep creating, kings and queens.
Chase your passions intensely.

SILENCE THE DEMONS

Original Composition / Performance Guitar / Vox : Chris Dargay
Bass Performance : Pavel
F-Vox / Lyrics : Tracy 8
Drums : Scott Tumino

CareFree

Take Time Slowly – When you Live CareFree
Feeling – Flowing – Nothing Bothers me

Ooohhh I Live CareFree !
I Live CareFree !!
Yes I do !!!

Constant Growing – When you Live CareFree
Vision Showing – All you Need to See
Special Knowing - When you Live CareFree
Gather Bounty – What Else do I Need ?

CareFree !!! x2

Take Time Slowly – When you Live CareFree
Feeling – Flowing – Nothing Bothers me

Ooohhh I Live CareFree !
I Live CareFree !!
Yes I do !!!

E.O.S ~ 2022

CareFree *drums

PARAGON (KARAOKE)

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a dark producer with sinister musical motives 

SILENCE THE DEMONS

THA DEAD

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