I LOVE it when artists like us write a tune about aa memorable place.  Well done!

Really, really good. Great country voice and great production.  Love it.

Beautiful song! Beautiful voice! I want to go there!

Thought I had already reposted this one   Nice tune

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ISTA STVAR

This Head Ain't Big Enough for the Two of Us

Il Non pezzo da radio nasce dall’eterno conflitto dell’artista: raggiungere la
notorietà con il brano definitivo da classifica o la costante rincorsa a ciò che è
originale?
Questa canzone ne mostra un miscuglio che sembra uscito dalla collaborazione di
chi il pezzo da radio lo voleva fortemente e chi ha preferito mantenerlo un pezzo
che in radio proprio non ci può stare.
La chitarra aﬃda la sua sperimentazione al MI basso “scordato” a RE
(accordatura usata molto nella musica country) ricercando accordi che sono ben
lontani da posizioni convenzionali, il tutto condito con violini, percussioni che
accentuano l’orchestrazione dello strumento principale, che si muove
sapientemente intorno al tema oﬀerto dalla voce per raccontare questa nuova
vignetta scandalistica.
Anche se per chi ascolta è una novità assoluta, questa composizione ha già girato
nelle orecchie degli abitanti di Saturno, riscuotendo anche un discreto successo
tra quelli con la razza dal padiglione auricolare a forma di V.
Probabilmente questo dettaglio è irrilevante, ma ci tenevamo a farlo presente.

Non pezzo da radio

One night, stranded in LA after a gig with a dead phone and no bus in sight, a stranger offered me a ride. Though hesitant, I trusted my intuition and accepted. They turned out to be kind, sharing life advice that stayed with me. 
The song, inspired by that experience, explores how, even in a world where fear and caution are necessary, we still yearn for connection and trust. It’s a reflection on the beauty of unexpected human bonds, vulnerability, and hope — a message that feels more urgent than ever.
 
The song was co-produced with the late Jesse Colin Young (of the 60s hit Get Together), and was recorded live in the studio with legends Laurence Juber (Grammy-winning guitarist for Paul McCartney's Wings), Kenny Aronoff (John Mellencamp), and Jorgen Carlsson (Gov't Mule).

Lyrics:

Verse1

Summer skies and neon signs
But I was lost in the night
You called out, but no reply
Coz you seemed suspiciously nice

Verse2

Nothing else was in sight
And I kinda needed that ride
Something told me I'd be alright
But (I) had to think twice, I wonder why

Prechorus

In a world of deep blue riptides,
We build our walls up high
But don't we wish and hope to God we find
Find a little sunshine

Chorus

You could be my perfect stranger, You and I
don't you think our crossing paths (is) a perfect sign
I could be your perfect stranger, You and I
And we could find a little sunshine

Verse3

I get too stuck up sometimes
I say I'm doing just fine
coz if I ask for help it might
Make 'em think I'm the weak type

Prechorus

In a world of deep blue riptides,
We build our walls up high
But don't we wish and hope to God we find
Find a little sunshine

Chorus

You could be my perfect stranger, You and I
Don't you think our crossing paths (is) a perfect sign
I could be your perfect stranger, You and I
And we could find a little sunshine

Bridge

Passing by,
I see the diamonds in the sky
I see them in your eyes,
All this time
Didn’t you realize
We have found that light

Chorus

You could be my perfect stranger, You and I
Don't you think our crossing paths (is) a perfect sign
I could be your perfect stranger, You and I
And we could find a little sunshine

You could be my perfect stranger, You and I
Don't you think our crossing paths (is) a perfect sign
I could be your perfect stranger, You and I
And we could find a little sunshine

A Little Sunshine

A warm and intimate folk pop ballad built on fingerpicked acoustic guitar, soft male vocals, and subtle string textures.
“I Still Hear You” reflects on the lingering presence of someone who’s no longer there — not in loud words, but in the quiet spaces, in light, in silence.
It’s a song about memory, grief, and emotional stillness — wrapped in organic instrumentation and natural room reverb.

If you enjoy acoustic, singer-songwriter, indie folk, or soft rock with heartfelt lyrics and slow, introspective energy, this one’s for you.

Recorded in a minimalist setting with cello, harmonium, and mandolin, this track leans into emotional detail and quiet dynamics. Best heard on headphones — or late at night.

#folkpop #acoustic #singersongwriter #malevocals #indiefolk #introspective #nostalgic #emotional #ballad #analogvibes #slowtempo #autumnsong #latenightmusic #TomLysar

I Still Hear You

released June 8, 2025
hat man can ltd records, chris browne browneproject all rights reserved
download on bandcamp music today with full lyrics - https://browneproject.bandcamp.com/track/east-side-red-sky
Full Lyrics below this line..

East Side Red Sky (Official) Chris Browne BrowneProject. produced mixed written
composed by Christopher Patrick Brown music and lyrics composer.
Hat Man Can LTD Records all rights reserved.
Download direct from Chris's BandCamp music page
lyrics
From the bright side to the to the dark side we are going east side again.
I see the rain drops falling from these huge grey clouds above fall back into the lake but I never see the surface break out eyes turn grey.

Lone wolf cities heights sky scrapers dark nights in the fight or flight adrenaline fueled first fights.

Now your all alone waiting for better days to come,
You sit by the phone stare at the walls you wait me for me to call.
When Every little thing will just seam to break and fall that is when I will give you a call. A call...

From the bright side to dark side we are going east side again.
I see the rain drops falling from these huge grey clouds above fall back onto the lake but I never see the surface break as seasons change our eyes turn grey.

Sky scrappers bright lights lone wolf citie heights sky scraper bright lights.

Your all alone waiting for better days to come you sir by the phone star at the walls you wait for me to call.
When everything will break abd fall il give you a call.

Break and fall...

East Side Red Sky

"The Short Story's Ending" by The Dark Messiahs

A slow, smoke-drenched descent into noir jazz minimalism. Sticks Thompson’s restrained percussion and Sonny Rhodes’ sparse piano set a hushed, uneasy mood, while Guy Stansfield’s clarinet and Blue Six’s trumpet emerge in ghostly bursts—echoes in the darkness. Wilt Flowers anchors the piece with deep, deliberate bass, giving the track a sense of weight and finality.

An evocative closing statement—empty streets, last drinks, and nothing left to say.

The Dark Messiahs – The Short Story's Ending | Doom Jazz Noir

Like This Weather

Point Michaud Summers

This piece celebrates the inner satisfaction of accomplishment and recognition.
Thank you so much for giving it a listen!  That means more to me than you may know.


Pride And Honor

YOU TAKE THE ELEVATOR AND I‘LL TAKE THE STAIRS

Song is about to people splitting both ways and starting a new life

JustWait

Country love song - young love and loyalty

My Man

This album is a slow-burning embrace—love songs that hum like soft craving and wrap around you like a quilt stitched from memory and longing. Each track is a moment suspended in amber: the hush before a kiss, the weight of his arm around your shoulder, the way silence feels full when he's near. The melodies are warm, close, almost possessive in their tenderness. But underneath the harmony, there's a quiet knowing. A pulse of intuition. A whisper that says: he won’t stay.
The lyrics don’t beg. They witness. They trace the outline of a love that feels eternal in the moment but is already fading at the edges. Contralto vocals ground each song in truth—low, rich, and unflinching. Arrangements lean into country soul and bluegrass hush, with textures that feel like skin-on-skin and the ache of morning light on an empty pillow.
This is not heartbreak music. It’s the music of knowing—of loving with your eyes open, of holding tight while letting go.

Empty Spaces

Angels wear scrubs and bear the weight of the ill

Angels In Scrubs

August 2025: Best summer ever never getting old. I write my songs on guitar or piano, and then record them in logic. Then I generate a cover with AI based on whatever styles I feel like.

I write songs.  I'm not a performer any more than I need to be to have my songs heard once in a while. I hope that better musicians than I encounter my songs and decide to play them.  I just write songs to have them exist in the world. If the world likes them then the world can do with them what it will.  All these recordings are demos.  I've tried to make them as musically interesting as I can but they are all awaiting the skilled hand of someone who knows how to make songs shine.

Point Michaud Summers

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