Rock-N-roll

Tracks I find and like on Soundcloud, interspersed with the occasional song of mine.

Freak Radio - September 2020

wild autumn eve
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I hear a whistle, first time finally made me aware
woke up from a long nap with no one to care
sitting by the window, looking out, strumming guitar
for the dogs playing outside

autumn evenings
leaving, running wild with no one but each other
autumn evenings
leaving, run wild with no one but each other

but you remember, do you remember? 
 you remember

hear a whistle? 
the second time, I am aware
yeah
big lights flying, making me not want to care
sitting by the window, looking out, strumming guitar
for the woman crying outside

autumn evenings
leave me, run wild with no one but each other
autumn evenings
bleed me, run wild with no one but each other

you remember, do you remember? 
 you remember

I hear a whistle
third time today, gets me annoyed
wanna go walking in the park, 
but don't wanna make eye contact
yeah
sitting by the window, look at those counting stars
for all the leaves turnings

autumn evenings, 
leave me, run wild with no one but each other
autumn evenings,
leave me, run wild with no one but each other

you remember, do you remember?  
you remember
you remember, do you remember? 
 you remember

Wild Autumn Eve

Indie electro rock 
Perpetual change is the only constant in this world.
This song is no exception, changes change everything.
Hang out for the break out 1:40 and the synth takes a ride at 2:15 (-ish)
This is a better master of the song that fixes some things I didn't like about the older master lol, I hope you dig it!

feel free to comment, like, share, etc... :)

Download for free at Bandcamp https://defiantbutterfly.bandcamp.com

Here we go again
riding this rock
for one more time around the sun
the miles and the years in-between
and every time we come back around
there's one thing that's always the same
every time, everything is changed

When it goes up in a puff of smoke
and blows away on the wind
confirms my existential angst
was justified in the end

but when I see your eyes
sparkle and flash at me
I don't care where it ends
and where it begins

I don't care
where it begins

Ride it 'round
again and again
and changes change everything that had changed
back around from where we just came
just to find nothing's ever the same

but when I see your eyes
sparkle and flash at me
I don't care where it ends
and where it begins

365 Changes

I have now minimised all my musical equipment down to a single keyboard, the Yamaha PSR-SX900.

Can you "Name That Tune"?

I have a website that contains my complete collection of tunes with their titles revealed at:

https://www.harveytwyman.com

Name That Tune #270

Composition originale "trompettes", "orgue", solo guitare, guitare rythmique et basse: Romain Carpentier.   Arrangements clavier: Rémi Carpentier "trompettes", "orgue" "percussions" avec FL studio et synthétiseur.  (Musique protégée par SNAC Paris)

Holidays Boogie.  Collab Rémi Carpentier: synthé et FL studio.

Greetings fellow steam explorers from the Airship! A new tale of hubris and woe.

Sorry that I have been away a little, but I've been working on multiple tracks and trying to get these right. There will be another to follow in quick succession, but, it's slightly different from my usual style so you may consider that a bonus track if I finish and release it.

Anyway, I hope you appreciate my little tale!

Much love to all.

In His Dark Basement

You never listen (Rivas/Steen)

This is a more pop remixed version of a track from my Rock n Roll Clichés album.

What comes around's around
Accompanied by sound
The soundtrack to our lives
A comfort and disguise

CHORUS
Music that fills me with laughter
Music that reminds me of you
Music that themes our next chapter
Music that captures what we do
Music to have sex to

From cradle to the grave
A year for each soundwave
Remembered to the end
In loneliness a friend

CHORUS

Music To Have Sex 2 (Remix)

YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC4E91iv6ciiQBtsyQaprtug

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/2z2ugiTNppfcvhmUq8ocsY?si=ooZFkaWIQI29JN7KRHe84Q

Take the Long Way Home

In a way or by some means that is not known or not stated:
It won't be easy, but we'll get across the river somehow.
I'm not sure how, but somehow or other we'll raise the money.
​for a reason that is not clear:
I know what we're doing is legal, but somehow it doesn't feel right.
News of the pay cuts had somehow leaked out.
A small dog had somehow managed to survive the fire.
She's managed somehow to procure his phone number.
Although her name is Clare, her little sister called her Lali, and somehow the name stuck.
Money has been extremely tight, but we’ve managed somehow.
He felt that everything was somehow connected.
He saw that the intellectual side of him could not be wrong, somehow he must baptize it.
One could point to facets of the system and to the ideal of public service broadcasting, but somehow the whole defied adequate description.
The pages turn, but somehow it never seems to get going.
Vanished now are the untroubled meadows of spring, and the landscape acquires a realism that is somehow a little harsh.
An architecture without rhetoric is evidently an architecture that does not set out to persuade, yet somehow convinces.
The only concern is somehow to ensure nice convergence.
We can see that gerund constructions only gained frequency in those areas where they somehow came in useful.
Is not everything on this planet somehow influenced by humans?
They already know something of this from the words and meanings somehow retained in the letters and words in books you can read. 
The screen window may somehow constrain wider semantic construction of the text, and foster more literal attention to the wording.
Dreaming consists of a transparently meaningful and organized perceptual world, not of random noise that the brain struggles to make sense of somehow.
However, in 54% of the threatening events the dream self was reported to react somehow to the threatening event.
There were, however, many areas that were regularly raided and somehow survived.
None of this proves it to be somehow unfair if nobody rules at all or if social order is maintained without resorting to governance.
inputs in (51a, b) must somehow yield the corresponding outputs.































SOME REVIEWS FROM 
Yankel Muromachi 
ヤンケル室町 
Янкель Муромати
of the "The Eniwetok Symphony Orchestra"

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"As usual, The Somehows make a great sound that’s musically compelling, navigated by very listenable vocals. Even though the genres change from song to song there’s an underlying coherence provided by a distinct sound."
on Some Of That Days
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"Great soaring melody. Excellent vocal performance makes this a catchy tuneful experience"
on If You Only Were Here
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"Laidback, pensive mood"
on See You Again
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"What a terrific racket! This what happens when combining the DNA of Mark E. Smith & John Lydon."
on Postmodern Nightmare
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"Pounds along like an HGV with no brakes, beyond all appealls & negotiaton. Nice guitar work"
on Never Ever Give Up
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"Heavy as depleted uranium, wildman screams into the wilderness. Is the Last Train a metaphor? Big noise done with style & vigour."
on Escape Plan
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"Tones of PIL"
on It Ain't Easy