Huge thanks to Iano @Rosarius for the guitar parts and to Bruce on bass... 

Are you ghosting me? Is that your deal?
Is that what this is and how it feels?
And how the hell does that work for you?
Is there guilt, do you have no clue
How it feels to love and care and trust so much
And share your dreams and fears and such
When suddenly …. There is nothing

Chorus
And I think I’ve been mistaken
Are you sick, have you been taken?
Any cause to ease my shame
Cos I really cannot take 
That the mark I left could be so faint 
So easy to erase
Like I vanished without trace

Verse 2
Emptiness, no sound, no sights
A void once filled with excitement
The thrill of the pace and hunger
Their absence strikes me repeatedly
Not once, not twice, with every ping on my devices
Messages not from you scream the truth
You’re not coming

Chorus
And I think I’ve been mistaken
Are you sick, have you been taken?
Any cause to ease my shame
Cos I really cannot take 
That the mark I left could be so faint 
So easy to erase
Like I vanished without trace

Verse 3
I scroll sometimes through the words
Your wrote to me when you saw my worth
No warning of the savage cut
One day warmth, the next day none
Hours of laughter, not pretending
Now a story with no ending
And I swear that I'll delete them all but don't 
Once more succumbing

Chorus
And I think I’ve been mistaken
Are you sick, have you been taken?
Any cause to ease my shame
Cos I really cannot take 
That the mark I left could be so faint 
So easy to erase
Like I vanished without trace

M8
What does that say about me?
That I could be such a fool
What does that say that 
You could be so cruel

Chorus
And I think I’ve been mistaken
Are you sick, have you been taken?
Any cause to ease my shame
Cos I really cannot take 
That the mark I left could be so faint 
So easy to erase
Like I vanished without trace

Vanished Without Trace

Country boy leaves his small-town life & small-town sweetheart for the big-city life and a big-city girl, and everything seems to be working out grand. But it turns out that there’s just one little problem….

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Just One Little Thing....

Thank you, Jonathan @jonathan_beckenstein for your encouragement, the beautiful guitars you contributed here, and for the thoughtful and satisfying mix job!

Upon This Sea 
Janine Levinson 2023
Guitar and Mix: Jonathan Beckenstein

I don’t get tired, but I get weary   
Feels like my faith abandons me
And from the storm I have no shelter    
I have no boat upon this sea

I don’t feel bad, but I can feel hopeless      
And I can walk, but I lose my feet
I am strong, but I cannot carry    
I have no boat upon this sea
 
Upon this sea   
Upon this sea   
I tread a lifetime 

I am the spring that you will drink from
I give you life and cool your brow
You will not drown, but you will perish
And next to me you will lie down 

Upon this sea  
Upon this sea 
I tread a lifetime

I don’t get tired, but I sure get weary
Feels like my faith abandons me
And from the storm I have no shelter
I have no boat upon this sea

Upon This Sea - with Jonathan Beckenstein

more than my usual ambience on the guitar, but I convinced myself it  worked for the vibe I was attempting and the guitar sustain. Thanks for listening.

Above The Clouds

... the guitars and some electronics are mine, the violin and piano is Sophie and the rhythm section and oud are Aywaze (the inspirer of my new ideas) ...

Until The End Of The World

iris

Tied Up

In Lofty Heights

Another few moments wingin' it on my ES7 Keyboard tonite. ;)

I had a wonderful day Listening to a New circle of Musicians here on Saturna. 

So nourishing!  Cello, Grand Piano, and a lovely Alto Vocalist.

Looking forward to jamming with each and all of them.

All in all, as many say here on Saturna Island... "Another Day in Paradise'.

And saying that... i am also deeply aware of all the 'other kinda stuff' that continues to go on in our world as i continue to hope and cheer on basic human decency, appreciation and Thankfulness. 

Best Wishes to one and All,

Gary

A Tune for June

Ancient Earth — Global Roots

My Frist Track for the new album. Mixing with my new high end equipment. A song of reflection about the early music festival scene near San Francisco  where I grew up.

Freedom Free Love Free To Be Heard by GLEN GRANTHEM
Play it like you use to play it when you were young
Tearing up a fret board until you reached number one
Spend those days on the green lost in the crowd
Shoulder to shoulder as the band rocks out
Singing songs about peace and love and Smoking grass as guitars strum

Day after day the music was life 
Turntables spin all through the night
One hand on a pipe carved out of stone
All your friends felt right at home
With both hands in the air and Every face wore long hair
Viet Nam was miles away  Every song had its place
Solo
The sixties were like no other time in our life
Draft cards ,Protests , Equal rights
We were coming of age to save the world
Freedom , Free Love , Free To Be Heard
Singing songs about peace and love Smoking grass as Guitars Strum
With Both hands in the air 
Singing Songs About Peace and Love.....

Until The End Of The World

nowyyorg ( Seasonal OptiMist )