I come back to your page to listen to more incredible music, looking for something new, and I find it!  wonderful!!!

I'm pleased that you decided to post this track Jan...a most enjoyable listen....

Impressive composition.  Always like a Big, Big piano sound.  Can I ask what keyboard you're using here?

just a great precise easy to listen to melody..excellent

Music: Jan Schonander

I published a vocal version of this a while back, but originally I had intended this to be instrumental only. Turns out I listen to this a bit so I thought maybe there are some listeners out there that might enjoy it too.

Getting Somewhere Instrumental

Getting Somewhere | Instrumental

To all the strangers out there pretending to be human every day. I find myself falling short all too often.


I'm not what you see
Merely a version of what may be
If you read between the lines

We just pretend
Wear our masks
We will defend
With all our power
Anyone who tries
To see what we really are

Best be on your guard
Divining the truth can be really hard
Hard to read the signs
Wearing my disguise
I can be what I want through another's eyes
You never see what's mine

We just pretend
Wear our masks
We will defend
With all our power
Anyone who tries
To see what we really are

I'm a stranger
I'm a friend
You don't see that I just pretend
I never cross that line

We Pretend

We Got A Problem?

We Got A Problem? - With AnandaTuk

It felt more in keeping with the lyric to mark time during what was suppose to be a solo, odd thing to do, I know, but muses can be so stubborn!

https://youtu.be/p9_e06tByaY
Photo: The art of waiting by IGNANT

The muse packed her suitcase and left
‘Antoine, you’re not one of the best’
And I went ‘boo-hoo’ 
I knew it was true
I guess

She says ‘What’s that in your throat?’
And ‘Why ya playing bum notes?’
Does she think I don’t know
A ‘re’ from a ‘do’
What a mess!

Gonna wait for this doorbell to ring
And maybe this canary will sing
But don’t hold your breath
It hasn’t rung yet
But who knows?
Who knows?

The Muse Packed Her Suitcase And Left

Lyrics, vocals: https://soundcloud.com/modesaboutme & https://soundcloud.com/themysteriousdecibel

Music, production: RUIZZOIDMAN

PARENTAL ADVISORY (with Modes About Me & The Mysterious Decibel)

Original Instrumental: Monkey Parts
https://soundcloud.com/jon-lock-5/monkey-parts?si=61629b52ae274a50973e16cbac15ddbc&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Jon shared “Monkey Parts” with me while we were discussing an unreleased track we were working on. Jon’s original track instantly inspired me and the lyrics easily flowed onto the paper (actually I write all my lyrics in Apple Notes, lol) and then into GarageBand (using my Apple headphone mic to everyone who mixes my vocals exasperation). I held onto the unmixed track for a while (really for no good reason besides it wasn’t in the stars’ plan until now) and then finally worked up the urge to “git er done.” 

As for the lyrics, the last time I had anything weed related was probably 11 years ago in California. At that time, all things marijuana were relatively easy to acquire since many of my friends had “doctor’s notes” to go to the medical dispensaries. It was fun to try all the new novel dope products people were making and selling. Since living in Oregon, for over 6 years now, I have not once thought about partaking in the herb, even though I can easily walk to several cannabis stores from my home. I think there are more pot stores in the Portland area than convenient stores, I do not live in a reefer desert, lol. But still, I was inspired to write a song about maryjane. 

Track Credits:
Jon Lock: Original Music: Guitar, Bass, Drums, Synths
https://soundcloud.com/jon-lock-5
https://jonlock.bandcamp.com/music
the Couch King: Lyrics and Vocals
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Vocal Mix and Master
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
The Chaos Cookhouse: Studio
https://chaoscookhouse.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:
Thinkin’ of a sushi roll

I was feeling alright my baby
Until you ruined my vibe with crazy
Breaking bad habits is not easy
Yea Yea Yea

I was feeling alright my people
Until ya’ll ruined my vibe with fecal
Specially when my mind is feeble 
Yea Yea Yea

But I shoulda saw it coming 
Now my Karma’s got me running  
Fruitions always gunning 
This life
Future life 
Past bad acts got me on slumming
Always on the worry 
On what I am becoming

So with my right thumb and my two right fingers 
I set my intention as I’m foldin’ up the papers
Right right right right

Thinkin’ of a sushi roll

We was smoking our karma 
We was smoking our karma 
Many happy returns, yea

Thinkin’ of a sushi roll
Thinkin’ of a sushi roll

Good intentions in my high
Good intentions floating by 
My vibe guides me through the knot 
Interlinked eternally
Yea Yea Yea

I was feeling stressed out my baby
And then I lifted my vibe with hazy 
Breaking bad habits is not easy
Yea Yea Yea

When I’m feeling stressed out my people
I gotta lift my vibe pineal
Especially when my mind is feeble 
Yea Yea Yea

Yea some say it’s in the dirt
But It don’t matter when it hits it still hurts
Attracted by ya’ll hertz 
Best to sit still
Keep chill
Let the mind go inert 
Purify ’til the soul reverts

Use my thumbnail to press down and tuck the edges
I set my intention and seal it with some praises 
Right right right right
Thinkin’ of a sushi roll

We was smoking our karma 
We was smoking our karma 
Many happy returns, yea

Thinkin’ of a sushi roll
Thinkin’ of a sushi roll

Good intentions in my high
Good intentions floating by 
My vibe guides me through the knot 
My vibe guides me

Thinkin' Of A Sushi Roll

Jon Lock, Russell Sinfield & the Couch King - Thinkin' Of A Sushi Roll

The only way is 
https://soundcloud.com/john-palmer

Spiralizer + John Palmer - Another Way

Wheelwright: voice https://soundcloud.com/wheelwright
Beckenstein: music, lyrics, vocal melody, instruments

Fictive Sisters is a Trans-Atlantic online collaboration between Wheelwright and Jonathan Beckenstein.
________________________________________________________________

hibernating
the days grow dark
suffocating
so pull your boots on
walk out the door

frozen ridge line
and silver moon
distant tree line
the sleeping forest
is under snow

crystal flakes will crunch underfoot
icicles agleam
father winter will tread by your side
to the frosted stream

calculating
the solstice tide
enervating
procrastinating
walk out the door

frigid meadow
in moonlight glaze
dormant willow
is waiting naked
for your embrace

crystal flakes will crunch underfoot
icicles agleam
father winter will tread by your side
to the frosted stream
________________________________________________________________

Michael and I will be introducing two new songs in roughly a month, and at that time the Fictive Sisters album "Immaculate Distraction" will be available on Bandcamp. We will let you know when and provide a link. Thanks always for your listening!

image from Wikipedia

Father Winter (with Wheelwright)(Fictive Sisters)

夢は巡る

"Tiny Voice"
Instrumental electronic music
art work, an old pencil drawing of mine

Tiny Voice

I was a bike messenger. It never leaves you. 

________________________________________________________________

40 quarters
in your pocket
strap your helmet
grab a lane
asphalt pinball
in the morning

rocket on
marathon

trucks and taxis
coming at you 
double dance move
get away
asphalt pinball
it’s a hustle

canvass bag
cargo tags

cop in bike lane
traffic ticket
time is wasting 
run away

open car door
broken window
glass on pavement 
shitty day

chain links clicking
through Manhattan
red light running
all the way
asphalt pinball
burning muscles

it’s the same
in the rain
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photo by Max Bender via Unsplash.com

Thanks to Wheelwright for his sage suggestion to include backing vocals.

Asphalt Pinball

Thanks for visiting. This is a retro eclectic music mix with a strong keyboard base.  Looming influences from among others Iggy Pop, David Bowie, Lou Reed & Jon Lord. The songs are mostly about the human condition.

I am always looking for a guitar player that wants to collaborate. Would be fun to find a real drummer also.

A Gat is a cat in Catalan - it all makes sense if you’re me.

To all of you likers and reposters that don't listen - what's the point?

Getting Somewhere | Instrumental

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