not bad man pretty nice can u listen to my track moon?

Lovely tone, really nice calming feel to this

Ha ha ha! Choice guitar, vocals and ace lyrics.

Awesome, love the sound and the star wars reference

Resonator 29

Another Morry original. Kids going off to college and transitioning through high school, so hoping to get together in Aug or Sept to be able to post more. Hope all our SC friends are doing well!

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Same Old Dance

the lovely Belle on flute
Straddie at full moon

can you hear that sound

high above the full moon glows
throwing shadows on the world below
far below

can you hear that sound
rising up with the northern wind
climbing up to heaven on high

maybe it's the sound
turns it all around
maybe it's the mood
you do

we'll be coming off high
as the innocence dies
we'll be running on low
as we hit the open road

something tells me that it don't get better than this right now


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C_HpsMZXiPQ

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All That Is In God

Campers  

My parents were campers, we wandered around
We washed in the river and slept on the ground
With a kerosine lantern to see by at night 
And aluminum cups full of Crystal Delight

They’re all gone forever after only awhile
To me it was not about nothing
It was more than a signature style

I gave him a hundred, which was all that I got
I fired her up and I drove off the lot
She was painted by hand, but tipping the scales
Was a sticker that showed my concern for the whales

She’s all gone forever after only awhile
To me she was not about nothing
She was more than a signature style

My mind is in order my soul is inspired
In robe and in sandals I’m simply attired
And I live in this place with these brothers of mine
Where we think, and we pray, and we fast all the time

Till we’re all gone forever after only awhile
To me it is not about nothing
It’s more than a signature style

Copyright Scott Culver Thomson

Campers

The first girl who I met that wasn’t my mother,
it turns out, it turns out,
it turns out, 
she’s my sister

So his ship can do the Kessel Run,
in 12 or 13 parsecs,
you should see me, you should see me, 
bulls-eye a womp rat

So I’ve got so much more going on,
than a simple bionic arm

and I thought the only thing I’d ever love, 
was my burned out T-16

Well, I’ve got so much more on my mind,
than a simple bionic arm

[Words & Music - The Feckless]

one human at a time

T-16

Last live band I played in from 2010 remastered.

Recorded in 2010 by Dan Precision at https://on.soundcloud.com/TNcWW
Mastered by HOBOCOP

slowmotionfate-Wrongful Assumptions[Remastered]FREE DOWNLOAD

Well, my good friend Paco dropped me a note to say he had a piece of music to which I might like to try and add something, were I so inclined.  Always a good day when that happens.

Now, I can't honestly recall the precise sequence in which the neurons fired inside my skull to yield the result we have here, but we are where we are as they say.

Don't go looking at me for rationale.

Thank you, Paco, as always my friend, for inviting me to come out to play, and for mastering the end result in the midst of untold techno-horror grief.  I hope your DAW world resolves itself very soon.
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Socrates at Sundown

I lie bewildered, here, in my sphere of cubes,
On crushed silk cushions sprawled.
I sketch the cool Palladian dudes
In charcoal, on Aleutian walls.
They think I know what thoughts are theirs,
And beg to trade their graceless airs, 
But I left them there to climb their stairs
Ever downward through Athenian halls.

They say my knowledge is remiss,
The diabolical's back in town.
Seems ignorance is bliss
For this philosophical clown.
I'm seeking emptiness of mind,
That's where I hope to find
That old, old friend of mine,
Socrates, at sundown.

My associate, Plato knows the game
Survives through pretty dialogue
He suffocates but bestows his shame
On city states whose statutes fog
The heads of people in their ranks
Attentive on the Eridanos banks
Dispensing death by way of thanks
As justice shreds its cogs.

Deep mental grasp of social structure
No need to ever write it down
Accused outcast for youth's corrupture
Where the bleeding of democracy is bound
To seek the causal end of time
Of Aristotle and Nietzsche's kind
The men of Athens rendered blind
Killed that old, old friend of mine,
Socrates, at sundown.

Socrates At Sundown (with MidiSound)

Sometimes, Somethings, Somehow - Harmful if Followed with Carkiss and Dorian Elsewhere

I-Beautiful Epitaph

DIE INSTRUMENTENBAUER

I've kind of got this weird feeling that the post-apocalypse is going to be a little bit shit.

T-16

The Feckless

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