Name: Did I by Juan Carlos Alquézar
Duration: 5 min 18 s
Description: Another pop song based on "Stand by Me", self-pitying and catchy at times. It has no chorus and the title of the song comes in its "coda" or "reprise".

A cool fresh sound Juan ……… love those guitars and the bass sounds great! An infectious tune! :)

1982 for me ;-P 1988 when i was in the same feelings

Dude, this is such a trip[ :-D I LOVE IT! :-D

another one thats so cool ..the bass ..quirky guitar..nostalgic lyrics..I really like this sound...kinda like the Fall meets the Raspberries...very creative

I really like that bass a lot too. I was born in 1965 and a very cool nostalgic trip down memory lane.

I've uploaded other tracks on YouTube so I hope you'll check them out!
https://open.spotify.com/intl-ja/track/6bhIrm0rlqLMf7ijBSzFIA?si=af227847996d44c7

https://youtu.be/BjZx5vnh_vY?si=ehk1L5nw7nxVEJgP

もう戻れない発情していく影と
嗚呼、酷い情緒、彫琢していく悲壮と

嗚呼、絡みつく情景は卑猥で
嗚呼、止まらない煩悩が
この悲惨な正体を暴かせてくれ

色欲に溺れた理性
罰当たり当たり前さ本能
止まらない衝動を抱いて
揺れ惑う

嗚呼、止めどなく暴走していくカルマ
もう構わない、罪でも罰でも被って

嗚呼、絡みつく情景は卑猥で
嗚呼、止まらない煩悩が
この悲惨な正体を暴かせてくれ

色欲に溺れた理性
罰当たり当たり前さ本能
止まらない衝動を抱いて
揺れ惑う

色欲に溺れた理性
誰だって抱えてる本能
止まらない衝動がほら
命を焦がす

色欲の罪 【Sin Ob Obscene】by Spotify

билет на игрушечный поезд

I've started posting a few tracks that feature isolated instruments on previously uploaded songs, just for fun. On this one, I've done a bit of a short remix to highlight the nasty harmonica solo at the end of one of my fave songs I collaborated on with the charming & talented Eclectic Collective gang. It was the first time I'd tried playing that style with the heavy echo/reverb effect, and I was surprised how it turned out. 
Here's a link to the original full song, featuring wicked solo turns by several members of the group:

https://on.soundcloud.com/NcZz44EUFyChiR4LA

More goodies in the "ISOLATED TRACKS" playlist:
https://soundcloud.com/user-432503709/sets/isolated-tracks
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image created using a mix of ChatGPT AI and Photoshop

A Brush With Death (BLUES HARP SOLO)

Another pop song based on "Stand by Me", self-pitying and catchy at times. It has no chorus and the title of the song comes in its "coda" or "reprise".

Did I

Verse 1
Well he starts the day at sunrise
cause there ain't no other way
wakin' up before the world begins
just to turn for another day
That's the way his father worked
and his father before him
passin' on the things that you need to know
just to grow into a man
Just workin' on the land

Chorus
We're just waitin' for the sunrise
and sittin' in the dark
Singing all about the days we lived
while lookin' to the stars
And with the day we grow a little bit
from what we were before
So he gets down on his knees
and he prays to god for just one more
And the rain begins to pour

Verse 2
And the minutes last for hours
when the time turned back then
and the days turned into years
that we can never see again
But it doesn't really matter
cause the world goes on to spin
and the planets and the stars
will all still be there in the end
so let me say again

Chorus x2

V3.01

Just One More

I wrote this song in Summer 2023. It's a joyful get-up-the-morning and enjoy the day song.
I recorded most of the instruments in a tent at a festival on a very very hot day, where I was storytelling.

Fly with the Day like a runaway Kite

Loop Beat with a Kaospad and Theremin playing solos, also an old piano tune is played twice.

R&N (18.2)

DEMO written, performed, & produced in Logic by Kate E. Stanton 2/23/25 for FAWM
I recently attended a composer's workshop with the instruction of creating a song based off of specific pitches tied to letters in a name. I chose M-O-L-L-Y (Gb, G#, D#, D#, C#) for my inspiration and created this for my daughter. 

Gold
You came in the dark, where light was so far,
Lost in my loneliness, you are a star.
A dream I’d hoped to see, & hold so tight,
Innocence bold, like purest light.

Heart of gold
My shining stone 
A ray of hope in all I've ever known,
In your eyes, 
I want to be
The very best 
version of me.

No money buys what I have found,
This treasure of gold, she's always around
floating freely in my mind 
freely in my heart like
an inner child 

That’s why I love you.
I love you,
heart of gold.
I want to be the best version of me.

Gold

method: vst, mainly, and balabolka TTS - until Jeff plucked his guitar into that magic pedal .... I had to dumb the upload down from wav to mp3 to make soundcloud accept it.

narration: you might be familiar with the lyrics - yes, this is the very poem you have heard on Hakan's Shuffle in a different setting ;-)

image: copyright jo richter (using elements photographed on a theatre in Budapest in 2009)

Poem / copyright Jeff Gardiner and jo richter:

in the nick of time
he gave in to dissent
for the mute perceptive mime
manically made him raise his head and unmaimed hand in mine

praise the unerring rebellion
in subconsentious unison
the empty shells of every single silly little thing
ahh, the knell, the bells, fashioned from our fathers’ coral vaults

selling out, shelling round, all around in disarray
vainly making everybody wane and wade into the fray
with withered, bamboo-watered canes - - - fracking shist
where our homes are still purported to exist

while scattered scraps of all things past, scantily, scantily clad,
protrude and flutter in the wind, strained and restrained by the net
of pleasant pleas - and subltleties are colors bright and crude -
watch the Mad Hatter's stint unwind in minor keys -
i thought that that - that hat that sat so squat- was you

at the academy of sovereignty
where massive piles of bones and crows
dominate the dark demeanor of the distant
tears of laughter, tears of loudly lovin’ laughter, that's exactly what we're after

in the purple land of diffidence
buying purple brands of pale deliverance
in the hidden forgotten region, religion
where forgetting – like neglecting - is an optional behavior
and of course, everybody's carcass, corpse keeps looking for a savior

down by the trodden, the unsavoury sovereign shouted
raw with the rotten game of galactic gallows and thrones
ah the one and only poet of starvation
standing in the market of used emotion

endless aisles, end base piles of sadness
masters mean and dirty and their slaves
bargain bins of binary longing, belonging, unrequited love
there’s a sale on betrayal - two for a dollar and three for none

thought i saw a broken bit of joy that once belonged to me
Though when i had it, it was absolutely free
Now they're askin’ fifty, literally frivolous dollars--

mother of deception of the self
see me on my knees, subordinate
to her immaculate calamity
that has transactional realities cooperate
under towers dark with blinded blinds
of my infantile infinity--

i asked my shadow: would she follow me
like a puppy with a crush, herself a pet invertebrate,
to inclinations more persian, more parisian than her will or mine
where i might find a package deal on Love -

on the moon, it read in slowly moving neon letters -
shadows neither show nor speak concerning primal matters!
no, said I, shadows squall and squeal and squeak

drinking gin on the rocks is not that bad at all
since it became impossible to find an Avacado
or my favorite alcohol
just don't answer when she fails to call-

kung tze in the subway car

Kung Tze in the Subway Car - with stonerjazz

""Don't Be Denied" is a key song in Neil Young history. It's from the live stage album Time Fades Away taken from tours done to support Young's outstanding smash hit Harvest, and at the same time done during one of Young's darkest times, right after longtime collaborator Danny Whitten had died of an overdose of alcohol and Valium. Young was hitting the bottle pretty hard here and singing in a falsetto voice, the combination of which would cause him to develop a throat infection. Young, with his heart always on his sleeve, sang what he felt.
As stated in Neil Young: Long May You Run: The Illustrated History, "'Don't Be Denied' is an unguardedly autobiographical tune that traces Young's life from his parent's [1961] divorce to his current dichotomous status as poor in soul but rich in commercial success."
The time of Young's parents' divorce was turbulent, as the separation was anything but amicable. However at the time, 16-year-old Neil was raising chickens and selling the eggs, with plans to go to Ontario Agricultural College and be a farmer. Only his leisure activities foretold his future, when he would hide from his family problems in his room with his transistor radio playing local station CHUM. From this, Young learned admiration for Chuck Berry, Little Richard, Jerry Lee Lewis, and of course Elvis. In 1958, his father bought Neil his first music instrument, a plastic ukulele. His father would later recall, "He would close the door of his room... and we would hear plunk, pause while he moved his fingers to the next chord, plunk, pause while he moved again, plunk."                      Songfacts

Don't Be Denied-Neil Young (Cover)

A song about Christmas and what it means to me.

Christmas Comes Home - Peace On Earth 2025

I was born in 1963. I write songs since 1980, always as amateur. I just can't help It.

Did I

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