this is amazing!!! get your music out there man! you're gonna go big with that talent 😍

oh yeah no problem at all reposting this one great synergy voice and guitar

Very calm and soothing with some lovely guitar and voice. Love the atmosphere!

back again with a doozie! nice strong guitar part, vocals lead it all once going, sits lush and has that angelic harmony to it. nice work!!

Music by Daniel Gómez & Val Akey.
All guitars (leads, rhythms, bass) played by Daniel Gómez. @danielgoram
Drums and keyboards programming / mixing and mastering by Val Akey. @valakey
Release date: 23 March 2021

The Call Of The Priests

New cool Lineup with Janelle and vonLieblos!

Vocals / Lyrics: Janelle @the-real-janelle
Guitars (Tele): vonLieblos @user-20931549
Music, Guitars (Tele, ?), Bass (P), Drums (AD2), Mellotron (Redtron), Mix & Mastering (DAW): @bonetender

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/3aGFfncrq8WPo6dLAsLZnI

===== Lyrics =====

Oh how I wish I was beautiful
Just enough to catch your eye
Oh is it sad to consider
In trading my time up there in heaven
Just to hold you

Oh I’m so sick in love for you
I’ll find my way into your soul

How can I prove myself trustworthy
Lure you in with no charm
In the end, I’ll find a way
Call in the sirens to play
Oh I’m hoping, for this time
To enchant you

It’s feeling so alone down here
I’m so tired of this cold throne

So tired, so tired
I’m sick, sick in love

So tired, so tired
I’m sick, sick in love

So tired (so sick in love)
so tired (so sick of love)
So tired of this love (from you)

So tired (so sick in love)
so tired (so sick of love)
So tired of this love

Graphic: Gustav Klimt’s The Virgin (1913). Original from Wikimedia Commons

©Janelle, vonLieblos & Bonetender 2021 All Rights Reserved

Hades

Hades (with Janelle & vonLieblos)

Lyrics by David L. Graham
Music demo by Kate Stanton
Thank you Mctown Music for these inspiring words!!

Only A Detour by David L. Graham

I still dream of dark days
and wake in regret
cause those dark days had you
and our sweet bed

we popped corn and a tent
that kept out tomorrow
we glowed and flowed
with no taste of sorrow
but now it's only a dream
a detour on a time line
now we chase different lies
a detour on a time line

I left us and you know
that truth much too well
cause those hearts quit too soon
for that lovespell

chorus

but sometimes when I sleep
I wander through those years
but time travel comes
with truth and well-spent tears

chorus

only a detour...only a detour...

Only A Detour (Feat. David L. Graham)

A collab between Dred Fouglas & Shadow of the Hatman.

Dred Fouglas: Vox, Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Lyrics
Shadow of the Hatman: Drums, Backing Vox

Lyrics:

This bitter road is all I’ve known
Pitch black and ever winding
like the spine of some spiteful soul
Here no light can find me
Only nightmares and crushing lows
down this trail of misfortune
Born to spread this grief that fills my lungs,
‘cause grief is my infection

Breathe it in, to me it feels like home
It feels like rain when you’re alone 
A dying friend when you need them most
A violin when it plays sad notes A candle blowing out when you see your loved one’s ghost 

This bitter road will not dead end,
I just pave it further every day
Made from all the things I try to forget
as they burn away my brain

Breathe it in, to me it smells like home
It feels like shame when you atone
A dying dream when you want it most
A bloody hand when you cut too close A glimpse of paradise when you’re trapped on Bitter Road

There is no wind that blows
No pretty trees or stars
And I don’t remember 
where they’ve gone
The darkness pressed against my skin
I’ve lost the will to care
The man that’s standing here is gone, gone, gone
There is no weapon greater than the emotional scar
This bitter road is my cell

Bitter Road

X-Remission

music : Deepman https://soundcloud.com/deep-man-2-121969062
words and voices : Luciole Langevine

Lyrics and frenglish translation :

Des échardes de gel fichées au bout des doigts, tu égrènes, hésitante, ta vie ponctuée de graves intimes qui sonnent comme des glas.

Elles te poussent hors des murs sur la route déserte.
Et tu pars.

Et tu laisses en arrière le linceul ouaté quand le rythme têtu t'emporte à coups de croches sur l'asphalte luisant d'un jour à contre-temps.

Retracer le chemin du voyage à l'envers jusqu'à ouvrir la grille. 
Puis te laisser mener, lentement, par l'allée souveraine, au temple résonnant où s'accordent, nettes et brèves, les noires et les blanches au bout de tes doigts ranimés.

Le voilà, le sentier pour l'ombre et la lumière, la grâce du passage et le souffle ancien où s'évanouit le doute au cœur des origines.

Là s'élève, peau nue, la note bleue.

C'est elle qui te ramène à nous sur la frange de son aile.

Shards of gel stuck at your fingertips, you reel off, hesitantly, your life punctuated by intimate bass that rings like a death knell.

It pushes you out of the walls onto the empty road.
And you leave.

And you leave behind the padded shroud when the stubborn rhythm takes you away with eighth notes on the shiny asphalt of a day out of time.

Retrace the path of travel in reverse until you open the gate.
Then let yourself be led, slowly, through the sovereign alley, to the resonating temple where the black and white notes agree, clear and brief, at the tips of your revived fingers.

There it is, the path for shadow and light, the grace of passage and the ancient breath where doubt vanishes at the heart of origins.

There rises, bare skin, the blue note.

It is she who brings you back to us on the fringe of her wing.

Le Doute - Feat Deepman

Spring jam (v2) 18 August 2023

Blood on the Loch

The poet Paul Valery said in a poem, The deepest thing in man is the skin. The skin is the surface that others see or touch; it is a presentation of the self to others. And that is where we believe, feel and suffer everything that happens to him. As if this were the great organ of sensibility.

Watching the Sprinklers

As deep as the skin

As Deep as the Skin

when their art and scope deny you
and your silver turns to tin
when the doubting overcomes you
and all you see is sin

a subtle invitation can be scented on the wind...
to stand in what has never left you
stand in what you've always been
just stand

when your love for life betrays you
and the dark repose sets in 
when your fighting fists have failed you
and you're waylaid by the din

a subtle invitation can be scented on the wind...
to stand in what has never left you
stand in what you've always been
just stand

it's not the tension on your brow
or tightness in your chest
it's not your most exalted vow
or hunger to be best
it's not the gnashing of your teeth
or anger in your voice
it's not the fancy words you preach
or even your own choice

when a thousand deaths have claimed you
and the lies tattoo your skin 
when there's no one there to see you
and nothing there to win

a subtle invitation can be scented on the wind...
to stand in what has never left you
stand in what you've always been
just stand
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deep gratitude to all who show this tune some <3

stand

music: Mike Brosco
image: Sydney Rinehart

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