Nice upbeat rock jam right here! I dig it

Digging that tone .. so warm and fuzzy...

Wow - harken back to a time of old! Super job.

Great contrast to your slower material. The guitars are filthy.

not bad for a demo, keep it up and record everything seperately instead of all at once

Unmarked Grave (Instrumental)

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pENDING

The moon reassures us and keeps us in balance.

At the Moonlight

At The Moonlight - KRT Production

Le ressac, la vie qui va et qui vient avec ses souvenirs, comme un tableau ou se mèlent les visages du passé et la quête de liberté, semblable à celle des chevaux au galop sur des plages lointaines..
paroles:
La route noire comme un réglisse,
Les contours d'une cicatrice.
Les paysages qui défilent,
La vie qui ne tient qu'à un fil, un fil...
J'ai eu moi aussi dix sept ans,
J'ai aimé, maudit, et pourtant.
J'avais plus d'un tour dans mon sac,
Quand se dessinait le ressac.
Entre hier et naguère,
La mémoire et la mer,
Le ressac.
Entre soleil et pluie,
Enfer et paradis,
Le ressac.
L'amour à fleur de peau,
Et le mors aux chevaux,
Le ressac.
l 'amour à fleur de peau,
La peur plus qu'il ne faut,
Le ressac...  
Si pierre qui roule n'amasse mousse,
Sens tu au loin, la mer qui pousse.
Dans son écume les jours d'hier,
Vers nos visages bien trop fiers, trop fiers..
Les marées qui au loin dessinent,
les feuilles aux arbres sans racines.
Comme une plante au coeur ôpaque,
Sens tu revenir le ressac..
Entre hier et naguère,
La mémoire et la mer,
Le ressac.
Entre soleil et pluie,
Enfer et paradis,
Le ressac.
L'amour à fleur de peau,
Et le mors aux chevaux,
Le ressac.
l 'amour à fleur de peau,
La peur plus qu'il ne faut,
Le ressac...
le ressac, l 'amour plus qu'il ne faut.

The surf, the life that comes and goes with its memories, like a painting where the faces of the past and the quest for freedom mingle, similar to that of horses galloping on distant beaches..

words:
The road black as licorice,
The outlines of a scar.
The landscapes that pass by,
The life that hangs by a thread, a thread...
I too was seventeen years old,
I loved, cursed, and yet.
I had more than one trick up my sleeve,
When the surf was taking shape.
Between yesterday and then,
Memory and the sea,
The surf.
Between sun and rain,
Hell and paradise,
The surf.
Love on edge,
And the horse bit,
The surf.
love on edge,
Fear more than necessary,
The surf...
If a rolling stone gathers moss,
Do you feel the sea growing in the distance?
In its foam of yesterday's days,
Towards our faces too proud, too proud..
The tides that draw in the distance,
leaves to rootless trees.
Like a plant with an opaque heart,
Do you feel the surf coming back?
Between yesterday and then,
Memory and the sea,
The surf.
Between sun and rain,
Hell and paradise,
The surf.
Love on edge,
And the horse bit,
The surf.
love on edge,
Fear more than necessary,
The surf...
the undertow, the love more than necessary.

Le ressac

VickarsCreek
PostcardShore(Demo)

Grammo - Singer, Singer Songwriter, Bassist
Jumanji - Songwriter, Composer, Guitars.
Kantilla - Rhythm Guitar
Chrisso/Nat Han , Drums, Hitting

PostCardShore

PostcardShore - VickarsCreek - Demo

Rebound - Combstead & Robert Grigg

COVER SONG

This is part of a live jam session held at my house on February 7, 2016. Super Bowl Sunday!

Larry Ponczek - Lead Guitar -
Joe Storino - Bass & Vocal -
Joe DeBrizzio - Rhythm Guitar -
Ron Snyder - 2nd Lead Guitar -

Too Rolling Stoned - Ponczek/Storino/DeBrizzio/Snyder COVER - LIVE 2016

Lines and harmonies are all built on the interval of the fourth :-)

Four Up

I'm A Man (feat. Steve Bolanos)

Back to the days when JLP 
Was screaming loud in the city.
He was using before the show 
And went so fast as the songs go.

Why would you live if it's boring?
I will burn up before this spring.
I remember my grand old pa.
I won't die bald back in Tulsa.

I don't think so my dear Jeffrey. 
Life is a gift. It's so pretty.
You scream. And shout. It's so heavy.
But at the end, you'll die lonely.

Why would you live if it's boring?
You chose to die before the spring.
I remember my grand old pa.
I will die bald back in Tulsa.

Back In Tulsa

This Saturday I felt sorry. I dug the past and saw clearly
That you and I were not happy. Time to move on. I set you free.
You did chose me 'cause I was free, fairly handsome and not silly.
I get this now, since I'm forty. You were not meant to be with me.

This Saturday I felt sorry. I have no real good memories.
I tried at least to make it last. I quit drinking. It's now the past.
From time to time we were happy. But in the end, you don't love me. 
And probably, just quite simply, you were not meant to be with me. 

Find a new one better than me. He will love you as it should be.
A friend, a lover, a confidant that will listen to your worries.
Find a new one better than me. You will trust him. He’ll make you happy.
I set you free, my dear honey. You were not meant to be with me.

Better Than Me

I make long intro and that's the way it goes.

Back In Tulsa

The Fall of Saigon

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just jake.

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