so twangy and mellow! feels like jamming at a porch

Well done on those instrument sounds! Liking the song

Good work like it a lot. Vocals are muffled and lofi but still good

great work here my friend this track goes insane

The deep country blues of Mississippi meets the melodies of Indian Sitar ragas.

Twilight

Original song written and performed by Indio Romero

Building Towers

Building Towers (acoustic demo)

Vagido es el nombre poético del llanto o gemido del recién nacido y esta canción es un canto a la maternidad libre y deseada. Destacar el piano de José María Berdejo, las guitarras de Nacho Abril y la preciosa voz de Ana López Lorente.
Para ver el video https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nzl3suDQUSM 

Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/vagidos-ver-texto

Para escuchar la versión original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/vagidos-version-original-ver-texto

VAGIDOS

En tu altar se está forjando
un nuevo ser que es de los dos
fruto de ese inmenso amor
que ambos nos profesamos.

Veo en tu faz que la alegría
vence al dolor y al malestar
porque en tu vientre está
el nexo de nuestras vidas.

En mis sueños oigo vagidos 
que en las sombras están perdidos
y corro hacia donde provienen
con la esperanza de encontrarlos
para calmarlos en mis sienes
y dormirlos entre tus brazos.

¿Recuerdas cómo fue la entrega
y aquella sensación de placer
al sentirnos una sola piel
teniendo el amor por bandera?

Quiero yacer sobre tu vientre
para escuchar con atención
cómo, si fuera una flor,
germina nuestra simiente.

En mis sueños oigo vagidos 
que en las sombras están perdidos
y corro hacia donde provienen
con la esperanza de encontrarlos
para calmarlos en mis sienes
y dormirlos entre tus brazos.

Ya siento su presencia cerca 
que inunda con su luz mi ansiedad
pero igual que la estrella fugaz
de pronto ya no está ni su estela.

En mis sueños oigo vagidos 
que en las sombras están perdidos
y corro hacia donde provienen
con la esperanza de encontrarlos
para calmarlos en mis sienes
y dormirlos entre tus brazos.

WAILING

On your altar is being forged
a new being that belongs to both
fruit of that immense love
that we both profess

I see in your face that joy
overcome pain and discomfort
because in your womb it is
the nexus of our lives.

In my dreams I hear roaring
that in the shadows are lost
and I run to where they came from
hoping to find them
to calm them on my temples
and sleep them in your arms.

Do you remember how the delivery was
and that feeling of pleasure
when we feel a single skin
having love as a flag?

I want to lie on your belly
to listen carefully
how, if I were a flower,
our seed germinates.

In my dreams I hear roaring
that in the shadows are lost
and I run to where they came from
hoping to find them
to calm them on my temples
and sleep them in your arms.

I already feel your presence near
that floods my anxiety with its light
but just like the shooting star
suddenly there is no longer even his wake.

In my dreams I hear roaring
that in the shadows are lost
and I run to where they came from
hoping to find them
to calm them on my temples
and sleep them in your arms.

VAGIDOS(Feat. Ana López Lorente)

Too Late For Love

This isn't actually a blues song, but the title seems to fit anyway.

Here are the lyrics:

I don't like it, don't like it hanging out in front
I gotta say it's givin' me the shits, pardon me for being so blunt
It wasn't there a while ago, don't know from where it came
But I don't like it so very bad I can hardly say its name

Don't want it don't want it and it's clear I'm not alone
I see some folks who've had it since before they were even grown
They seem to get on with their lives and I guess they seem ok
But I don't like and don't want it - that's all I've got to say

I never look down 'cuz
It's hard to miss
I can't believe
That it's come to this
It came on slow
So I didn't know
It was happening to me
Until one day in a mirror I saw what everybody else could see

I've been alive a lot more years that I've got years left to live
I've been doing pretty good with learning to forgive
Myself for things I did or didn't do and places I've never been
But I'm finding it hard to forget that I was once young, fit and thin

For me it's front and centre, for some its back and low
And others carry it anywhere, everywhere they go
But they tell me that this belly fat is no good for my heart
Since I want to live a few more years I guess I'd better start
Some sort of exercise and diet - It seems a cruel plot
But as card carrying human being I suppose that that's my lot

I never look down 'cuz
It's hard to miss
I can't believe
That it's come to this
It came on slow
So I didn't know
That I was not immune
Maybe now that's just who I am and hence this tragic tune

Bellyfat Blues

Your Love Will Save My Life

Double Dome - Robert Grigg & Combstead

Nvr Really Matter

Look, Mom, I was just cited, can you believe?
In a journal several people will read,
But they picked up my paper, gave it a glance,
And now my name's in lights, by chance.

It's a tiny win in the grand design,
But in this world, it feels divine,
Who knew a footnote could feel so grand?
I'm walking on air, Mom, just like I planned!

Look, Mom, I made it, I'm on the map,
In the smallest font, but I'll take that clap,
Gonna print out this footnote, frame it high,
It's my biggest achievement, who knew I'd fly?

Look Dad, they tweeted my work, with 2 likes and share,
Sure, one was my friend, but I don't care,
My words are out there, floating in the feed,
In the wild world of hashtags, I've planted a seed.

It's my micro-viral moment, my 15 minutes of fame,
In a thread of knowledge, I've staked my name,
Who needs a headline when you've got a tweet?
It's a digital dance, and I've found my beat!

Look, Dad, I made it, I'm on the map,
In the smallest font, but I'll take that clap,
Gonna print out this footnote, frame it high,
It's my biggest achievement, who knew I'd fly?

Look at me, I made a breakthrough late last night,
But no one noticed, no headlines in sight,
Alone, proud and stunned, with the silence around,
I felt like a queen, with my crown unbound.

It's a quiet victory, just mine to keep,
In the still of the night, it runs so deep,
No fanfare needed, no crowds to cheer,
In the echo of my work, I hold it dear.

Step by step, these tiny wins align,
Each one a jewel in the crown I design,
Brick by brick, I'm building my throne,
From small victories, an empire grown.

I Made It

The song "Infection" explores themes of manipulation, control, and societal division. It critiques how different forces—ranging from media and government to corporations and religious institutions—manipulate people through propaganda, fear, and consumerism. The recurring imagery of "dancing to the wardrum" symbolizes blind obedience to destructive powers, while the references to paranoia and triviality highlight the distractions used to divide and control society.

The lyrics also touch on a spiritual element, with angels praying in vain to a society that refuses to listen or see. Ultimately, the song portrays a world infected by corruption, submission, and division, with individuals enslaved by fear and manipulation.

Infection

Daisies

American Singer/Songwriter, Multi-instrumentalist, Recording Artist & Producer. Represented by BMI

Daisies

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