Nice bass line throughout song   needs words

great biottersweet melancholy in this one. really good man!

Awesome instrumental rock with such a good mood.

Great song! Drums and guitar sound amazing!

This is really good stuff to listen to, beautiful, intense heaviness.

An instrumental cover of Sia's 'Bird Set Free'; this is the song I played at my late Mum's funeral last year.
It is now officially out on all streaming platforms, including here on SoundCloud! Hope you have the time to listen, and let me know what you think...
Covers EP out April 7th!

Bird Set Free

Original track by Combstead (Thank You Mark)
Robert Grigg - Lead Guitar, lyrics and Vocals
Youtube Link: https://youtu.be/e8UQq7bqfGA

Head Room - Combstead / Robert Grigg

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A minimalist and experimental soundscape that blends together a range of abstract sounds and textures. The foundation of the track is a low, string-like pad that provides a haunting backdrop. Layered on top of this are a range of disparate sounds, including abstract radio static and feedback, sparse glitchy sound effects. Abstract vocal phrases, incomprehensible in their delivery, float through the mix. These droning sounds create an atmosphere of tension and unease, while sparse percussion adds a touch of urgency. The use of heavy sound design and subtle tonal changes create an evolving soundscape that captures the imagination. This track is a journey into the unknown, a sonic exploration of the depths of the mind. It's a track that will leave you feeling disoriented and mesmerized at the same time.

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Collision

GORGO & TANGO

Giorni trascorsi rivolto nel fango
il freddo scalfisce la pelle vissuta
la sua voce affonda nell'indifferenza
ritenuto sporco, quasi un esser di troppo

La vita che sfugge velocemente
prima di gustarne a fondo il piacere
un colpo di polso, baglior di pugnale
dichiarano Gorgo
martire maiale

Se c'è un sentimento 
Non capisco il senso
di questo mondo che gira in un cerchio
di fuoco sbiadito, l' umanità

Echi lontani di terre africane
nel bianco rumore di un laboratorio
senza una madre, senza un abbraccio
un mesto destino attende ormai Tango

Se c'è un sentimento 
Non capisco il senso
di questa terra in cui regna il sonno
per farsi beffe di chi non è un re

A concludere questa storia
sono io coi miei bisogni
necessità, libero arbitrio
ho reso il mondo un vero schifo
La corsa è senza fine
Si deve andare avanti
l'orango ed il maiale in fondo
sembran solo degli avanzi

Gorgo & Tango

https://youtu.be/OA8Tofa3cMY

(Translation above)

Sur une musique de Frank Dana  https://soundcloud.com/dana-instrumental/jattends-im-waiting qui m'a permis d'y poser une mélodie et des paroles.
Voix additionnelle : Frank Dana

On a music by Frank Dana https://soundcloud.com/dana-instrumental/jattends-im-waiting which allowed me to put a melody and lyrics.
Additional voice : Frank Dana

J’attends
		          (à Frank Dana)

J’attends depuis que je m’ennuie
À noyer mes rêves
(J’attends)… J’attends le jour, j’attends la nuit
Que le jour se lève

J’attends le bus de mes envies
Mais c’est jour de grève
J’attends de sortir de ce puits
Dans ma vie sans sève

J’attends de pouvoir dire merci
Si on me relève
J’attends de revoir l’infini
Que mes yeux s’élèvent au

Ciel, qu’on me donne un ciel
Un grand ciel d’azur !
(break)

Je m’y envolerai
Sans aucun appareil
Et je m’y laverai
De rayons de soleil

Et si les anges rient
Je leur rappellerai
Qu'avec la poésie
La vie résiste au vrai

Là, pieds et poings déliés
Les yeux écarquillés
Je pourrai dérider
Tous mes rêves fanés

(J’attends)… Et je retrouverai
(J’attends)… Mes plus belles années
(J’attends)… Repartir à zéro
(J’attends)… Redevenir Zorro
(J’attends)… Croire aux soleils levants
(J’attends)… Avec des yeux d’enfant
(J’attends)… Mais sur l’île aux trésors
(J’attends)… Ne jamais trouver l’or
(J’attends)… Redécouvrir l’amour
(J’attends)… Sans son bec de vautour

Myckaël Marcovic, le 25 octobre 2022.

I am waiting
		          (to Frank Dana)

I've been waiting since I was bored
Drowning my dreams
(I'm waiting)... I'm waiting for the day, I'm waiting for the night
For the day to break

I'm waiting for the bus of my desires
But it's strike day
I'm waiting to get out of this well
In my life without sap

I'm waiting to say thank you
If I am relieved
I'm waiting to see the infinite
That my eyes rise to the

Heaven, that they give me a sky
A great blue sky!
(break)

I will fly there
Without any device
And I will wash myself
With rays of sunshine

And if the angels laugh
I'll remind them
That with poetry
Life resists the true

There, untied feet and fists
Eyes wide open
I will be able to cheer up
All my faded dreams

(I'm waiting)... And I will find
(I wait)... My best years
(I am waiting)... Start again
(I wait)... Become again Zorro
(I am waiting)... Believe in rising suns
(I am waiting)... With childish eyes
(I wait)... But on the treasure island
(I am waiting)... Never find the gold
(I am waiting)... Rediscover love
(I wait)... Without his vulture's beak

Myckaël Marcovic, October 25, 2022.

J'attends (Frank Dana / Myckaël Marcovic)

New release, available on all platforms.
Working on a new album. Time to make some more music!
Thanks for listening!

Just Breathe

Bully

Piano Quintet No 1 - 1st Movement Brimming River (Virtual Pre-Premiere)

This is a cry for help from someone trapped in a cubicle.  It is the roar that comes after years of humiliating scenerios where someone is forced to swallow their pride to keep their paycheck.  It is the complete realization of the waste of the workplace.  Working with people you have nothing in common with at a job that offers no real fullfillment.

The Company of Strangers (Electric)

All the world turns, pretty slowly,
burning rock burns, ever lonely.
Filled with ear worms,
travel on through the cold. 

There's a low hill, sat there pointing,
t'ward the land fill, sending warnings.
Always           blank space, 
worrying at his worth. 

Oh, he can't wait,
to hide away in his home,
and there's no way,
That he can look up and go.
what a show. 

He can't slow down, enjoy the moment,
see the universe, just exploding.
All the stars burn, blaze their paths
in the sky. 

Oh, what a feeling, at the edge of sanity.
You'd push it, but this snide has vanity,
defences, he keeps up 
just make sure. 

Oh, he can't hope,
his life is passing him by,
and he wouldn't know,
if it hit him in the eye.
from the sky. 

Whilst the sky shows up in circles,
and the colours expose, through the whirlpools,
there's a life force you can not put into words. 

He can't appreciate what he's seeing.
Trapped for too long, he's lost all reason.
So he hides away,
and tries to keep you down low.

Oh, he won't learn,
the sword stuck fast in the stone,
though his mind yearns,
he'd rather sit on his own,
all alone.



Lost Souls Dreaming

Something I Cannot Understand

We Stay Here, We Die

experimental, cinematic, instrumental, post-rock band from russia.
for the benefit of almost all living beings. 
cheers.

We Stay Here, We Die

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