Musically whoring around you know me, "wikiloops" lately.  Love that brush splat on the snare!

sounds like you have been brooding since I have been gone!

Here, unknowing this was posted... talking guitar for good !!

This is majestic Russ. Giving me shivers just like Jeff Beck does. Thanks for just dropping and running, that's why I am 2 months late. Best to you, Mark

SAD RABBIT SPREADS MODERN THOUGHTS

Written, performed and produced by Kar Stanton
Bass played by Joe Rodwell
Mixed by Joe Rodwell
Mastered by Nick Lewis at Old Cottage Audio

Lyrics:

I can see it coming
I know I'm failing
I close my eyes
I'm just a child
Can't make it go away
I don't think I'm strong enough
For what's gonna come for us
I know the kind of person I've become
And I know I let you down
And I will again

When it comes down to it, am I a coward?
(I know I let you down)
Will I ever stand up and be counted?
(I'll do the same again)
When the walls divide
Which side will you find me on?
(I brought it on myself
I brought it on myself)
And will you forgive me for what I've done?

Every day I have a choice
Do I choose to use it?
Am I too sensitive?
Can't handle any friction
And you see straight through me
Know me completely
My loyalty so easily broken
That it's barely there at all
But you don't let go

When it comes down to it, am I a coward?
(I know I let you down)
Will I ever stand up and be counted?
(I'll do the same again)
When the laws divide
Which side will you find me on?
(I brought it on myself
I brought it on myself)
And will you forgive me?
I need you to carry me over the line

Coward

The war within.  The war.  Humans

Get out the bone saw
Put on your rubber clothes
Get out the bleach
Hook up the hose

Don’t think about the children 
The husbands or the wives
It’s just the cost of doing business 
They pay it with their lives 

(Chorus)

Wipe the blood off your shoe 
It is what we do 
With a certain 
Ingenuity

Here on the assembly line 
At the business of cruelty 

In the middle of the day 
Oh They scream so loud 
At night you lay awake  
Hearing that sound 

Oh but take another pill
Oh Whistle while you work 
You gotta hold em still
They know it’s gonna hurt

(Chorus)

Bizness Of Cruelty

the dot in the sky.         (c2023)

De nos jours, chacun d'entre nous accomplit des choses bien plus spectaculaires et plus complexes que par le passé. Savoir  imaginer, motiver, coordonner, sont pour beaucoup d'entre nous des objectifs.
Mais au présent, il faut reconnaître, que chacun « travaille » pour soi, et que hélas, les États se substituent aux volontés collectives et, l’individualisme est devenu roi. Chacun paie sa redevance dans tous les domaines et considère ainsi, avoir sa part de bonheur, sa part de liberté ....
Nous déléguons de ce fait, toutes les taches de la vie collective, et même trop souvent de la vie domestique, perdant ainsi la capacité d'avoir un semblant d'autonomie, et devenant dépendant de l'argent …. nous empilons les chèques, avec l'espoir d'une certaine tranquillité de vivre. Est-ce vraiment une bonne chose ? 
Je vous laisse méditer sur ces quelques lignes ....

Maintenant pour parler, de ce qui nous intéresse musicalement ici, vous pouvez écouter de cette nouvelle collaboration, avec notre ami David, qui donne avec sa guitare, tout son sens à cette logique harmonique conçue en égard à cette voix si belle et particulière de Clara Sorace.

Merci David d'avoir usé de ton temps pour cette excellente collaboration ….

Vous pouvez découvrir, ou le redécouvrir ici: @david-dunhamuser589535203
Participation virtuelle, au chant Clara Sorace: https://clarasorace.com/

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These days, each and every one of us achieves far more spectacular and complex things than in the past. Knowing how to imagine, motivate and coordinate is a goal for many of us.
But in the present, we have to recognize that everyone is "working" for himself, and that, alas, states are replacing collective wills, and individualism has become king. Everyone pays his or her dues in all areas, and thus considers that they have their share of happiness, their semblance of freedom ....
As a result, we delegate all the tasks of collective life, and all too often even domestic life, thus losing the ability to have any semblance of autonomy, and becoming dependent on money .... we pile up cheques, in the hope of a certain peace of living. Is this really a good thing? 
I'll leave you to meditate after reading these few lines ....

Now to talk about what interests us musically here, you can listen to this new collaboration, with our friend David, who gives with his guitar, all its meaning to this harmonic logic conceived in consideration of Clara Sorace's so beautiful and particular voice.

Thank you David for responding positively to my request, and for giving up your time for this excellent collaboration ....

You can discover or rediscover it here: @david-dunhamuser589535203
Virtual participation, singing Clara Sorace: https://clarasorace.com/

Shadow Or Light .... With David Dunham & Clara Sorace

Where You Been?

Lyrics by Tony Harris
Vocals, Music & Mix by Glen Granthem
Poem that inspired Glen is listed below.

WOKE UP THIS MORNIN'	
THE SNOW WAS FALLIN'	
ICE WAS ON THE WINDOW	
CHILL FACTOR WAS TEN BELOW 	
	
I HAVE NOWHERE TO GO	
WHY WORRY ABOUT THE SNOW	
HAD A GOOD NIGHT'S REST	
I KNOW I'VE BEEN BLESSED 	
	
(CHORUS)	
AS I LOOK AT THE SNOW ON THE LAWN	
ANOTHER YEAR HAS COME AND GONE	
WE ALL HAVE SOME UPS AND DOWNS	
AS THE WORLD GOES ROUND 	
	
I HAVE A ROOF OVER MY HEAD	
AND A WARM COZY BED	
SHOES ON MY FEET	
AND PLENTY TO EAT	
	
LIFE IS VERY SHORT, MY FRIEND	
WE NEED TO ENJOY IT TO THE END	
GIVE SOMEONE A HELPIN' HAND	
YOU WILL BE BLESSED, IN THE END 	
	
(REPEAT CHORUS)	
	
2024 ©Lyrics by Tony Harris

Ups and Downs - Collab by Tony and Glenny G's One Man Band - Original

Solarium

© Joe Liberty 2024. All rights reserved.

DownTheRabbitHole

To all the poor of spirit
The meek, the ones who mourn
Those who thirst for justice 
Unfettered by the scorn

Yours shall be the kingdom
The mercy and the win
Known too as the children
Of the beginning and the end
The beginning and the end

Ah rockem sockem, now it’s like this
If I may I be so bold
First world problems, sink or swim
Do the Rigamarole 

De facto mojo, just for love        
Well waddaya know about that
Oneness lies within plane sight
Do the Rigamarole 
Down the rabbit hole

Ah come on now

Down the rabbit hole
Do the Rigamarole

Solo

The stars that sparkle 
In the night 
Fade away into day light
As morning heralds in 
A brand new day

No it’s not rocket science
Just misunderstood 
Don’t wanna fret but can’t forget
Though I wish I could
Knock, knock, knock on wood

To the salt of the earth
That lights  up the world
From the dawn of time
Of the eternal Grind

Here comes the Welcome Wagon
With the rubber soul
The greatest story ever told
Down the rabbit hole
Do the Rigamarole

Ah come on now

Do the Rigamarole
Down the rabbit hole

The stars that sparkle 
In the night 
Fade away into day light
As morning heralds in 
A brand new day

DownTheRabbitHole

Dear friends, how about a somewhat self-deprecating song?

Recovering

I have found some ways to recover - when I’m anxious or feeling low
I send a mail to my Grandkids just to give them my love
and if it is not too late an answer comes back
and I turn around and continue my restorative sleep

Sometimes when I’m feeling low - I ask for support from my wife
it might happen in the middle of the night and she never will protest
she will just take my little hand and squeezes it so light
and I turn around and continue my restorative sleep

If I wake up in the middle of the night - with a nightmare in my poor little brain
I will pick up my mobile and listen to the songs
that all my music friends have published on the net 
and I turn around and continue my restorative sleep

Recovering

Cast of Characters:
Computart – @computart – guitar, vocals/whistling, composition
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – mix and production 
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara -–Ken–drums and percussion
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1 –-four string fretless bass and mandolin

This song started as a recording of Computart playing the guitar and singing/whistling to a metronome, which you can find raw on his page. Having worked together before on a song called The Shining, the Frenchman reached across the pond again and asked the Yank if he would like to add anything to this. This style of music being one of Josh's favorites, he jumped at the chance. He got Ken involved right away because every great song needs a great drummer. Josh added a bass line, to which Ken added drums, to which Josh redid his bass line, as is their usual process. Josh then added the mandolin. Then, Ken added the hand drums to put the icing on the cake. Tez was generous enough to produce and mix this for us, and we feel like he got it to sound like we were all playing in the same room together. 
  We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed putting it together

Plaisir-Computart/Eclectic Collective

Dear friends, it is a big day when a little guy will taste real food for the first time in his life. We were sent a video of this spectacle and you could see how grateful this little baby was for the little porridge served by his sister!
This song may be a little bit crazy, but it is an expression of love between a sister and a newborn little brother.

Lyrics inEnglish

Hugo's Big Day

It is on this day that something important will happen
they feel they are a little anxious
now it depends on - everyone knows what they are doing
if something goes wrong when this boy is to be trained

Is it said who does everything who experiments
it has to be someone you can trust
who could it be - it must be her
which shows that she always loves this little boy

What is going to happen now, is it something huge
it is now that his taste buds will be tested
because now it will be a little porridge - which he gets from his sister
and the reward is a small smile from this boy
        

Lyrics in Swedish

Hugos Stora Dag

Det är denna dagen som något viktigt ska hända
            G.       D. Em.                  Am.           G.   D
de känner att de är lite ängsliga
       Em.              Am     G.      D.      G
nu hänger det på att - alla vet vad de gör  
      G.                   C.     C.         D.        G
om nu något blir fel när denna pojken ska tränas
             G.           D.                   C.               D.  G

Är det sagt vem som gör allt vem som experimenterar
           G.                     D.  Em.              Am.           G.D
det måste vara någon man kan lita på
        Em.            Am.                   G.  D.       G
vem kan det nu bli - det måste vara hon
         G.              C.    C.             D.     G
som visar att hon alltid älskar denna lille pojken
         G.                 D.                 C.             D.  G

Vad är det som nu ska ske är det något som är jättestort
       G.               D.         Em.          Am.                  G.    D
det är nu som hans smaklökar testas skall
          Em.                  Am.          G.        D.       G
för nu blir det lite gröt - som han får av syster sin
           G.                C.     C.                     D.       G
och belöningen blir ett litet leende från denna pojk
            G.           D.               C.        D.              G

Hugos Stora Dag (Hugo's Big Day) Lyrics in English in description below.

Album cover:  Fiverr - @nelsondesigns

As the title says these are thoughts for a summer day (btw, I'm not religious, but I appreciate people who practice their faith):  
- Take a break from technology here and there;
- Have some hope in humanity;
- Do what you can to make it a better world; 
- Try hard to find people who you vibe with and enjoy their company.

----------
SUMMER SUNDAY
(c) JunkHeap Mar 01 2024

Looking at the sunrise, 
flowing through the dusty blinds,
bleary-eyed, not really wanting to wake.  
Taking a deep breath and stretching away the sleep. 
I know it's gonna be a good day.
I Hope!  it's gonna to be a good day.

Skip the 'get ready' lyrics, hit the street, 
knowing it's for sure cold out there.

I hear the sounds, and the smells of my main street,
climate change giving a bit of repreive, 
from the usual deep freeze.
I know I shouldn't say it, but I like the warmth.

The familiar people I see in the hood, 
wishing the trees were green and the sun
bathing us with its warmth, 
as the winter concludes.
We're wishing for an end to the cold,
careful what you wish for!

Ch.
I think we've forgotten some of the simple,
need  to get back to what matters.
Leave the tech, 
not a substitute for human interaction.
There's nothing that we need to argue about.
There's nothing to go on about.
Just take that day off and relax...
on a Summer Sunday.

Ya... turn on the TV and it's the same-same.
Smartphone, computer... the same-same.
Everyone trying to yell louder than everyone else.

Hearing the bell on the steeple a block away,
being a non-church type, I say hey...
Hard to say anything without sounding like a preacher,
but sometimes we need a little faith, in hard times,
a little faith, in ourselves, a little faith, in hard times,
find the strength, in these hard times, 
we want the same.

Ch. 
I think we've forgotten some of the simple,
need  to get back to what matters.
Leave the tech, 
not a substitute for human interaction.
There's nothing that we need to argue about. 
There's nothing to go on about.
Just take that day off and relax...
on a Summer Sunday.

Guit solo.

Ch.

Summer Sunday

Aenigma

Modern Times

Verse 1

Am I playing the wrong game —-  where losing’s a crime
Time’s just not the same—-and there’s no one here to blame
In these modern times——where machines reigns supreme 
breaking all the chains——-to fulfill my dreams
————And that’s a solid —because—- yeah—— I’m back————-
Metaphors and rhymes——-my weapons on this track
Modulating -from the underground ——one culture one voice
And we’re —-wired in like teeth—-like we—-ever—-had a choice

Chorus

Modern times---- a difficult maze
Where screens captivate —— the Information Age
And—-We're all connected——yet we’re—also——-alone
Lost in a sea of pixels----hearts ———-—cold as stone
Modern times————Modern times ——-Modern times

Verse 2

Smartphones--at our side—-our constant companions
That double-edged sword—-has become ——-part of the norm
buzzing Notifications——like a relentless swarm
Distracting —us ——-from moments —-another task ——to perform 
Just another monster ———taking physical form

**Chorus**

Bridge

Artificial intelligence--- a marvel and a threat
Replacing human minds--- leaving us —-deep in debt
Algorithms —-determine our fate—without regret—-
Like marionettes ———or puppets on a strings
Manipulating our thoughts——damn—we are feeding these things

Verse 3

Social media——-a stage ——for the soul to bare
Beneath the surface——lies ——and deceptions —-are clear
We curate our lives——-like a perfect facade
our true selves———pushed aside ——in total disregard 

**Chorus**

Outro

In this digital age---we must find our way
Embracing the power——with a huge price to pay
There’s a balance for the screens —-in real life
With the key to our future——a new vision insight

Modern Times

SuperSpreader feat. SilverBella
Vocals and Lyrics:
SilverBella
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/22326/superspreader-96bpm-soul-acapella
https://soundcloud.com/silverbellasings
Paploviante:
Bass, Music Composing, Mix, Picture and Mastering

SuperSpreader feat SilverBella

This is the last one of 44 songs I wrote with my mom’s Spanish guitar in my university years, songs I’ve been arranging and posting to SC for the last 6 years (I’ve skipped 4 of them which will become a conceptual album soon).

I’m so glad to have https://soundcloud.com/janinelevinson’s help on polishing the English texts and lending her vocal and painting arts to such an important song for me.

Also must credit https://soundcloud.com/user-498459842 for kindly and freely mastering the track.
 
CANCIÓN TRISTE CUANDO ESTOY SOLO (SAD SONG WHEN I’M ALONE)

Canción triste cuando estoy solo, para que sepas que yo nunca me iré.
Canción triste por todo lo que amo, último recuerdo de lo que pudo ser.

Sad song when I'm alone, so that you know I will never be gone.
Sad songs for all I love, are the last reminders of my ancient glow.

Do you think that someone somewhere else would ever care that I was here?
Do you think a future living man will give a damn for you and me?
Who could he be?

¿Piensas que a alguien a quien no conocí le importará si estuve aquí,
o no estuve yo?
¿Piensas que alguien que viva después se acordará de ti o de mí?
¿Quién podrá ser?

Canción triste…

¿Piensas que una nueva vida de amor nos bastará para creer,
para sentir?
¿Acaso te importa lo que piense la gente de mis intereses para morir por mí,
para morir por mí?

Do you think another life of love will be enough for us to see,
for us to feel?
Do you care what people really think about my pride, and will you die,
will you die with me?

Sad song…

ER44FI11 1997-2018

Canción triste cuando estoy solo (ft. Janine Levinson)

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