nice track and grammy for the best artist name ever!

Stark realism and hard truths wrapped in a beautiful skin. Great collaboration.

The beauty of the ethereal music juxtaposed with the vatic verse of Peter’s heart fused musings is wonderful to listen to.

Rearranged for guitar. Original composition by Jeremy Soule, music for Morrowind OST

Morrowind Theme Song (live cover, instrumental guitar arrangement, orig composition by Jeremy Soule)

Une autre collaboration avec la belle Lorzha La Succube.

Lyrics:
Mes lèvres sont des fruits sucrés et murs,  
dans l’ombre velue où le désir se tisse,  
je bois ton souffle court de miel obscur,  
quand la nuit nous lie et nous métisse.  

L’attente est un jardin sombre velouté de poils,  
où les fleurs carnivores sont des présages,  
tu trembles et plie sous mes doigts d’étoiles,  
et le temps filandreux se déchire sous l’orage.  

Je trace sur ta peau froide et lisse des runes,  
des signes anciens que seule la lune connaît,  
tu es l’énigme bleutée, la libellule importune,  
l’abîme où, à l’aube claire, je me noierai.  

(Chorus)
La la la, la la, la la la
La la, hum hum, La la
La la la, la la, la la la
La la, hum hum, La la

Ta couche est un livre où je lis à l’encre du feu,
Je la parfume d’hésitation et de cyprine. 
Chaque mot brûle et se consume,  peu à peu,
Dans le brasier de mes prunelles vipérines.  

L’aube aux pieds d’argent viendra, pâle et nue,  
Effacer nos noms du sable noir  de l’oubli 
mais sous tes cils, l’ombre persiste,  ténue,
où notre plaisir se grave et nous délie.  

Je pars, emportant ton parfum à mes cils,  
un sillage de sel et de rêve, dans la brume 
tu implores ma clarté chaude et vibratile,  
comme le sang doux et indigo des agrumes .

(Chorus)
La la la, la la, la la la
La la, hum hum, La la
La la la, la la, la la la
La la, hum hum, La la

Agrumes Indigo

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Cloudy days atmospheric soprano sax: https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx
Cover art by Heidi K: https://soundcloud.com/heidijks

Cloudy Days (Remix) feat. joerxworx

Song from the rock opera Five Thousand Sasquatch

Gold Colored Teacup

So unreal (Demo Tape)

Thank you Seagull and David for your exquisite musical canvas.

Find Seagull's brilliant music here: @farout-music-studio

Find David's sublime guitar work here: @david-dunhamuser589535203
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Oh dear.

We really haven't done very well with what we were gifted. 
 
Have we?

In any sense, under any interpretation, through any lens, via any belief system, under any political prism, upon any philosophical foundation, we have utterly corrupted the entirety of the social, cultural, spiritual, environmental and biological ecosystem that we touch, and which defines and sustains what we understand as "life" on our home planet.

And on every front, by all metrics, under any assessment - empirical, analytical, theoretical, logical, it gets progressively worse.

Every day.

Oh dear.
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Deep Inside

When your broken moral compass assaults his eternal soul
When folk apportion token fault upon what little faith I hold
When humanity has knifed itself, and hope bleeds from infernal holes
When night's arrival, day concedes, its warmth displaced by bitter cold

When evolution's vanities lie buried deep in fossil earth
When pagan rite insanities, render cheap, their measly worth
When any good God's lessons die 'neath cloven crackled mirth
When children' hearts bear tender fear from the very instance of their birth

When the simplest of kindnesses stands blatantly denied
When respect for fellow mortal lands gutter-bound, cast aside
When the spyglass is inverted to inspect what’s deep inside
When the court of civil fortitude finds us guilty as described

When the very least of all is but the best that can be done 
When portends toss and nightmares turn, and grace is on the run
When you, my friend must burn your shame, face the shadows of our sun
Then all is lost, accept the blame, for hell on earth has just begun.

Deep Inside .....with Seagull and David Dunham

an homage to American TV painting personality Bob Ross, who I watched regularly back in the 80s before his posthumous internet fame
I'm sorry to have butchered Don McLean's beautiful song Vincent by changing the words and using his melody and my croaky voice...folksinger, I am not... oh well it was  a good lyric writing exercise at least


Bobby Bobby Ross
Painting with his secret sauce
Liquid White on canvas tossed
I watched him late at night on my TV

Cadmium Yellow daffodils 
A mix of Midnight Black to make his hills
His velvet voice and landscape plan so chill
Nature seemed to bow at his command

Now I understand
All those forest, ocean, winter scenes
400 episodes with Phthalo Green
On PBS commercial-free
His rush with brush and speedy painting bliss
And now he's called an ASMRist

Bobby Bobby Ross
His clouds they look like candy floss
Reds and yellows, greens in semi-gloss
Creeks that sing and swim in Prussian Blue

Those mountains built on cue
With his pallet knife, he lays them down 
Their peaks and valleys glow like starry crowns
Bold colors he will wear and share with you

Now I'm speaking true
Of his wise words that he wished for me
Happy accidents are meant to be
They have come to set you free
Just like life sometimes, some spots get messed
Here comes your big tree bravery test

I know the art snobs did not like him
Nor did that Alexander dude
But still, he spoke to me
Big hair, big heart, big B
His reruns run most every afternoon 
Here's to the boss our Mr. Ross
There'll never be another one as sweet or super cool

Bobby Bobby Ross
Creating all those Happy Trees
A song to sing in playful key
It's sometimes hard to stay between the lines

I've been painting crooked pines
Production mix all Vandyke Brown
Withered words that reek of pun and clown
Lie slushed and swollen on the Soundcloud snow

Now I think I know
What he tried to say to me
Art is love, it's life, it's tragedy
Inside of all of us you see
So find your passion, get that fire lit
And with a 2 inch brush
Beat the devil out of it


Music Don McLean 1971
Lyrics HotR 2025

Bob ( my apologies to Don McLean)

Demo-Track, Use Headphones !
Hubert Stytz:  Music   /     Pee Gee: Lyrics
 
Insprired by the famous artwork by "Gottfried Helnwein" , Hubert and I had the idea of making up a story about a jetset glamour lady and a" working girl " on the Boulevard, a picture in her head..her idol "James Dean" immortalized by Helnwein ! 

Boulevard of Broken Dreams

Queen of the night
On her way to a gala dinner
Dressed up like a diva
She looks like the perfect winner
Surrounded by admirers
Escorted by her body guard

Strolling on the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Boulevard of Broken Dreams...Boulevard of Broken Dreams..

Sin of the night
Under the neon lights
Carries a picture in her head
Painting a smile on her face
If you look closer you can see
The fire in her eyes
Standing on the Boulevard of Broken Dreams...

Boulevard of Broken Dreams....Boulevard Of Broken Dreams
It ain´t always what it seems

Boulevard of Broken Dreams...

There´s still a fire burning
In those hungry eyes
Standing on the Boulevard of Broken Dreams...

Boulevard of Broken Dreams... Boulevard of Broken Dreams...

Deep Inside .....with Seagull and David Dunham

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