All of my songs from the last couple of years, which I'm trying cull through to pull together a couple of official album releases.

The ALL

We go deeper, always deeper in the sun
When the light of the day, day is done
When the world is upside down
And the sky is holy ground

Now we're rolling, oh rolling out the scrolls
And cracking all the codes
The cipher lies within the book
Cryptic pages, take, take a look
In a glass, an image undefined
But a face beautiful and kind

Pull the strings that light has spun
Fall deeper, deeper in the sun
And the last, the last shall be first
And the meek will inherit the earth
When we shake, we shake the curse
In this glass, this image undefined
And the face beautiful and kind
In the sun, deeper in the sun
Down down

Tom Hanson - acoustic guitars, vocals, synths

Deeper In The Sun

Took a walk in the garden
As the day was starting
And the clouds were parting
At the turning of the wheel

I want to drink it
Not overthink it
Deflate or shrink it
This turning of the wheel

Have I been be hypnotized
Or mesmerized
By moonlit skies
At the turning of the wheel?

Now the memories are returning
And all the yearning
My heart was burning
At the turning of the wheel

Took a stroll in the garden
As the day was starting
Felt like a pardon
This turning of the wheel

The Turning Of The Wheel

There is a light in the deepest of dark
Reaches on through and pierces the heart
You think I'm joking but that is the art of true love

I've lived too long to question the thing
(Do I imagine this radiant stream?
Like fingers that crawl through my brain
Just winding, slithering?)

But hey, hey, hey
I need it now, I cannot see
Hey, hey, hey
It's all shadows

I am stretched out, I am thin
Everything here is growing dim
Let the light enter in (true love)

And hey, hey, hey
I need it now, oh now
Hey, hey, hey
Lift the clouds
Hey, hey, hey
Just one more time, one more day
Hey, hey, hey
Send the light

Yes there is a light in the deepest of dark
Rushes right in, ignites the spark
You think I'm crazy but that is the art of true love

Oh hey, hey, hey
I need it now, oh now
Hey, hey, hey
Lift the clouds
Hey, hey, hey
Just one more time, one more day
Hey, hey, hey
Send the light

Image by Dezaldy Irfan

There Is A Light

One of my favorite recent songs.  I was looking to include it in a specific album, but in that collection it didn't quite fit--until I experimented with removing the bass guitar.  That changed the mood and now it fit better.  I do dig the bass part so not sure what I'll do, but thought I'd share this version while I "sit with it" for a while:

Swirling in the sun
Did you dream the starling again?
The many and the one
Soaring like a starling again
You hear the haunting sound, look around
Will you be the starling again?

Join the chorus, sing along
That murmuration song

You hear the cries
And you are a starling again
Ride the rhythm of the skies
Will you dance the starling again?

In a chorus, a symphony
A canticle

Oh I don't know why
You are so shy today
You don't know when
It will come again your way

The isolation fades
And you are a starling again
Down the desolation days
Fly like a starling again
The madness, the rage, turn the page
Oh you are a starling again

Join the chorus, sing along
That murmuration song

I don't know why
You try to hide away
Who can say when
It may come again your way?
Look to the skies
Starlings will rise today

Starlings (alternate)

She wore a garland of daisies
She skipped across the field
The morning sky was hazy
It all seemed a bit unreal

I tried to tell you about her
I cried, "come, come along"
You ran right through the clearing
By then she was gone

All these moments, like memories, slip away
Pretty flowers fading with the day
Silver raindrops that quietly evaporate
Just like time my love, just like time

She seemed a little like changeling
A child of the fey
It was the way she floated
And glided on her way

I really wish you could have seen her
And the daisies in her hair
I turned to you for a second
Then she wasn't there

All these moments, like emotions, melt away
Pretty flowers wilting with the gray
Silver raindrops that softly evaporate
With time my love, with time

Image by Jeanette Ranney

Then She Wasn't There

Dream, dream, dream, oh dream my darling
Green, green, green the grass on your hill (on your hill)
You know I wish you all the world
If only it were up to me my girl

Dream, dream, dream, oh dream a star
You know in my eyes that's what, what you are (yes what you are)
Rain drops fall from storm clouds overhead
And you will be washed clean again and again

And this is my promise
This is my prayer
And my, my purpose
To see, see you there

Yes dream, dream, dream, oh dream my angel
Who knows how high you may fly (but oh you'll fly)
And you know I wish you all the world
And if it were up to me my girl
You'd have it, oh yes you would

And this is my promise
This is my prayer
And my, my purpose
To see, to lead you there
This is my promise
Now this is my prayer
Oh my purpose
To see, see you there

Dream, dream, dream oh dream

Image by Barry Sherbeck

This Is My Promise

Meditation in the Garden of Transformation

The goodness in you

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The lyrics, Coverart, Production, vocals, Mixing were done by✍️🎧 ✨: J J Samuel

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ontrabbasso

E quando prendo il mio contrabbasso 
E come se abbracciassi un amore
Ogni nota mi vibra forte il cuore
E con la musica mi sento connesso 

Sparisce il mondo intorno a me
Come se calasse una bolla a chiudermi
E suono suono suono
La melodia é la mia amante

Giri di basso in questo scantinato 
Come non mai mi sento fortunato 
Vibrazioni dolci e forti
Vibrazioni di chi è innamorato
Della musica

Le mie dita danzano sulle corde  
Ogni pizzico è un battito che esplode  
Il contrabbasso canta racconta storie  
Di notti sogni e vecchie glorie  

Il ritmo mi prende non mi lascia andare  
Come un mare che mi vuole cullare  
E suono suono suono  
La mia anima si perde nel suono  

Giri di basso in questo scantinato  
Come non mai mi sento fortunato
Vibrazioni dolci e forti  
Vibrazioni di chi è innamorato  
Della musica  

La luce fioca il fumo nell’aria  
Ma il contrabbasso è la mia chiara via  
Ogni nota un passo nel mio viaggio  
La musica è il mio eterno coraggio  
  
E quando il suono si spegne nel silenzio  
Resta il calore di questo momento intenso  
Il contrabbasso riposa al mio fianco  
Ma il suo battito vive non è stanco  
Della musica

Contrabbasso

“Smokey Hornz” by Luke

I figure I’d experiment using my old piano & my old trumpet my old skins and a touch of synth’s ..
it’s definitely a unique  piece

Keys & Piano & Synthesizer & trumpet & Drums  by Luke
Created & Composed & Produced by Luke
Music & Track & Album Photos by Luke
Photography by Luke
I use Open A.i for Album art pictures 

                           Beats by Luke©️
                         S c h ü ß m a n n©️

“Smokey Hornz” by Luke

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The Compulsive Obsession - Short Movie main theme. Now on Fetchflix

Octave Buzzkillington is a janitor during the day working at the new baroque ballroom in Washington D.C. and hiding a pianist virtuosity after the sun is down and the ballroom left to itself. He can only play one masterpiece. The last movement “Scherzando ma Vendetta” of the “Evil” Piano Concerto in CBD Flat Medium Rare Opus 666 decomposed by Syrel because the composer was smoking cannabis while composing that concerto. Unfortunately, Octave Buzzkillington is also a psychopath and kills woman on the younger side during the night. He cleans his mess perfectly and complete his compulsive obsession by practicing over and over the same music, the last movement of the “Evil” Piano Concerto in CBD Flat Medium Rare by Syrel which disappeared mysteriously when the East wing was demolished. Only the Scherzando ma Vendetta movement was found few years ago by Octave while cleaning the Steinway Grand of the ballroom. Will Octave be able to continue his sequential killing without being caught by the police before his president being convicted for felony? Noooo, he will get a grace from his president.

“This story is a work of fiction. Any similarity to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events, is purely coincidental. And for those who did not get it, Fetchflix TV is also fictitious.”

Music: Syrel
Photography: Meta AI

Musical Note: Better have 6 fingers in each hands, seven if you are lucky and hands 12 inches wide to play that one Mr. Rachmaninoff. Syrel likes to use the classical cliché and there are plenty of those in the piano repertoire. Some concertos, if not most, could be summarized into a 15 minutes masterpiece if you remove all the uninspired filling, arpeggios and repetitions. Nevertheless, I believe it sounds more like Chopin. What do you think?

The Compulsive Obsession

Heaven Lifts My Soul

“Even the darkest night will end, and the sun will rise.” – Victor Hugo

The older I get, the earlier I seem to wake up every morning, which means I see the sun rise every day. It never gets old. I love the beauty of the sun gently rising, as it slowly erases the dark night sky and paints the blue sky with accents of orange and pink. The birds wake up singing, and nature comes to life again after a night of rest. Every dawn is beautiful, bringing not only the gift of a new day but also hope and wonder at the miracle of it all. While the dark night has a beauty of its own that we sometimes struggle to see, it is the dawn that truly reminds us what a gift it is to be alive.

Waiting For The Dawn

Where Do I Begin (Love Story).wav

This Side

This was my very first multitrack song...recorded analog with my Yamaha 4-track cassette recorder...ha ha..
…many years old and finally online for the first time… :)

Skyscapes

Here you will find little acoustic pop songs; melancholy, dreamy-folk things. Sometimes some jangly, fuzzy rock tunes or ambient pieces as well. Work-in-progress demos to finished tracks, informal playlists to official album releases. Enjoy.

There Is A Light

Tom Hanson

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