effing instane yall aren't famous. are you? bravo!

Great guitar! This track really builds - love the change of mood to set up the ending too!

love the intro piano and the electric guitar s0l0 at 1:30

What a great track ! Super guitar and piano playing !

It's strange... but it always made me think of frogs... :-) real groove control  ;-)

Freaky Frog

Dear friends in Ukraine
I don't think you feel you can trust old friends!
I'm so sorry about that!
It seems like there are maniacs running big countries in the world!!
President Zelenskyij and the Ukrainian people are heroes! We all must support them and be kind to them. Dear President Trump - You may not abandon Ukraine. They have a hell there. President Putin and his government must be completely out of their minds. They are sooo cruel. How do the Russian people react?? Are they ashamed??

When Friends Abandon

It is hard when friends are abandoning them - they get so sad
Their hearts will break now when companions are leaving them
but we don’t want any maniacs to rule the whole world
we want to have wise folks to rule


It was hard when neighbors attacked their land - they were surprised
They can’t understand what is the reason for this bloody attack
they haden’t done anything nasty which could motivate this assault
the motive was probably a sign of greed


The invadors show signs of megalomania which are severe
it’s very serious and there are paranoic signs as well
but we don’t want any maniacs to rule the whole world
we want to have wise folks to rule

When Friends Abandon (and-Slava Ukrayini) - 2025-03-19 16.03 (Lyrics in English in description)

L’observateur observé. Un genre de méditation sonore où J’ai voulu mélanger différents genres musicaux avec vers la fin une intervention de Taf, mon ami Sénégalais qui a posé sa très belle voix, c’est un voyage « Inside » car il se passe beaucoup de choses à l’intérieur de notre cerveau humain, entre le conscient le subconscient, le supra conscient, à la fin ça fait beaucoup de monde et ils ne sont pas toujours tous d’accord, on dirait même que des fois il se prennent la tête l’un dit quelque chose, l’autre dit autre chose.
Mais puisqu’en nous subsiste un infini espace d’une grande profondeur où règne la paix, le calme, le silence parfois comme un guide qui nous emmène ailleurs, vers l’invisible, peut être vers cette énergie cosmique, vers les étoiles, vers la lumière, plus haut, plus loin….  

Paroles, chant et musique : Steph Ouna
Cœur et image : Lena https://soundcloud.com/user-262019520
voix Sénégalaise à la fin du morceau : Taf

Une initiative, émotive, passive
Un rêve éveillé
Une bouée qui dérive
au flux et courant des marrées
Sans jamais s’échouer

Croire à son étoile
Connecté à ses pensées
La main posée sur la toile
Libre et se laisser guider
Retrouver un peu d’espoir
De magie de coté

C’est vrai, tu as raison
Je vais maintenant, t’écouter
Si mes tourments te gênent
Je les enverrai en recommandé

Tous ces déserts, amers
N’auront plus aucun effet
Dérision d’éther
Etrange et sur mon caractère

inside

this one pretty much wrote itself when i found myself staring at a blank sheet of paper for ages,
tapping my pen annoyingly and waiting for something to happen........a live take with a bit of piano........cheers for having a listen......



           PEN TO PAPER 
 
my pen can write a letter of love
describe to you the stars above
congratulate you on your gain
comfort you when your in pain

console you in your time of need
tell you that you're loved indeed
but if i told you how i feel today
my pen would be cruel

my pen can sign my life away
to own a house i'll never pay
then write it in a thank you note
for the monstrous debt that i now owe

my pen has got me in trouble deep
sometimes so much i cannot sleep
if i were to write about myself
my pen would be cruel

i don't pretend to understand
what's going on upstairs
i just try to keep it to myself
sometimes it's better, to hide it all away
i know to you that that don't make much sense

my pen can tell you how and why
my love for you could never die
write the words with even flow
so you would never have to know

my pen is guarded at the gate
it hides my secrets can't escape
and if they did then you would know
my pen can be so cruel

misanthropy, philanthropy, 
evilness and empathy    
my pen belongs in their mirrored halls
it's inky eye looks through them all

there's nothing it can't see right through
the things you thought that no one knew
now written there right in front of you
the pen can be so cruel

my pen can talk what i can't speak
and go where i don't want to be
from a prison cell to a sunburst sky
turn the truth against a lie

write a wrong into a right
turn a long day into night
the burden can be so heavy
when the pen can be so cruel

Pen To Paper

Pops of Spring

Forever Is Forever

P - as in Pepe

Inspired by “The New Colossus” by Emma Lazarus, 1883.
Copyright 2025

They got on boats, and they sailed across the ocean hoping for a better life
They left behind poverty, famine, hardship and strife
She lifted her lamp behind the golden door
She welcomed them with open arms 
But we don’t need those people any more 
We’ll use robots to tend our farms
There’s an angry mob wearing red caps
And they’re pulling on a rope
They’re trying to knock down that statue that gave so many people hope.
They say a rising tide lifts all boats but now it’s every nation for itself
As the billionaires and oligarchs accumulate more wealth
We’re all just living on this rock floating in the vastness of space
You’d think we’d find a way to co-exist as one human race
There’s an angry mob wearing red caps
And they’re pulling on a rope
They’re trying to knock down that statue that gave so many people hope.
Someday if you’re standing there waiting at the pearly gates
With a bunch of other people waiting in line to get into heaven
And you’re filling out God’s paperwork so you can immigrate 
How will answer that question did you love or did you hate 
There are people who call themselves Christians who don’t practice what they preach
They see a man whose down on his luck, and they consider him a human leech
There’s an angry mob wearing red caps
And they’re pulling on a rope
They’re trying to knock down that statue that gave so many people hope.
There’s an angry mob wearing red caps
And they’re pulling on a rope
They’re trying to knock down that statue that gave so many people hope.

Angry Mob Wearing Red Caps

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.   Featuring Vibraphone solo, Hammond B3 Electric Organ solo. Soprano Saxophone solo. Acoustic Stand-up Bass Rhythm. Hammond B3 Organ Rhythm with Bass Peddles. Drums Full Acoustic drums kit. Percussion Rain Tree, Tree Chimes, 22" Zildjian Crash Cymbal. 

Carmel

Summer Breeze

l'art pour l'art - Chiaroscur
April 2025
Duration: 3:10
Listen to the Playlist, l'art pour l'art: https://soundcloud.com/bruce-klepper-1/sets/lart-pour-lart
Cover art painting: Carol Klepper
Cover art lettering: John-Marc Ventimiglia
For guitar, harp, bansuri, Bhutan bells, Tibetan singing bowls, brushed gong, gong, virtual instruments and percussion

l'art pour l'art - Chiaroscur

Guitar instrumental with nods to Mark Knopfler

The Potentates of Ping

We are very open to collabs.
#AltRock   #Folk & Singer-Songwriter  #Instrumental   #Piano   #Indie.   Welcome!
Please check our playlists.

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