A true gem of musical expression. Excellent musicianship, production, mixing, and an overall audio delight!  Very creative exquisite soundtrack..infectious & captivating sound experience..magnificent orchestration..fantastic mix & recording production!

Awesome ode to those very impactful roots Eric. In great voice and nicely complemented by the strings. Durge

A beautiful listen and an intriguing insight into growing up.

great story/lyrics and heartfelt vocal...you can feel this is really special..

Absolutely Brilliant my friend…👏👏
Your vocals & lyrics combined with your beautiful guitar work makes this song a winning combination Eric
👏👏👏👏Bravo👏👏👏👏

Mixed for Lillithe

For my Mom and the town I'm from
Oh I came from old east Boston - an Italian Neighborhood - Where i made the best of being a vagabond - Hand me downs were a plenty i think i wore them till i was twenty - Cause in my household you better get it before it's gone - Woke up high went to bed the same you know this lost soul stuck in the game while mom was pinching pennies i was robbing them - I thank the lord for her turning a blind cheek her life was oh so bleak yet I'm that kid who coveted all from them - Half my life in another town - but that Eastie Noise comes spinning round this old man's head all that he's become - and i still can hear my mother say my son my son its all ok cause i have seen the soul that you'll become
Oh i come from old east Boston where the noise was kept to a hush and whether you were were ten or forty you were seasoned and obedient  and your dad rushing down the street to spill his blood at your feet i aint got much but that's something to hold onto
Woke up high went to bed the same you know this lost soul stuck in the game while mom was pinching pennies i was robbing them - I thank the lord for her turning a blind cheek her life was oh so bleak yet I'm that kid who coveted all from them - Half my life in another town - but that Eastie Noise keeps spinning round this old man's head all that he's become - and i still can hear my mother say my son my son its all ok cause i have seen the soul that you'll become
Half my life in another town but that Eastie Noise keeps spinning round this old man's head cause that Eastie Noise is my Mom

Eastie Noise

Llanpsych open collab offer https://soundcloud.com/llanpsych/solstice-funk
Llanpsych Guitar, Bass, Drumloop Sampling(Looperman)
Paploviante: E-Bass
Logic X Pro:
Guitar, Synth, Sax and Vox
Thanks much for the open collab offer !!!

Solstice Funk - Llanpsych & Paploviante

  Vortex in a Bag,   Ron Parent, Scott LaForge , Mike Harding ...   I'd like to thank everyone who's listened to our crazy band...   This was the song that just took us  to our 10,000 th  plays ...

" I Am The Sun "    Vortex In A Bag

For my mother 

Music and Lyrics by Ben-Tam Jennifer 
Recorded and produced by Ben-Tam Jennifer using Audacity
Microphone: Rhode USB Mini 
Guitar: Cort  MR710 LH NS

Lyrics:

Mommy mommy mommy
Where did you go?
I never got the chance to tell you
That I love you so.
.
Mommy mommy mommy
Why did you leave?
I miss you every day
How do I continue this way?
.
Mommy mommy mommy
Mommy mommy mommy
Tell me how
Tell me now
Tell me
.
Mother!
Is it cold?
You faced something to which
We must all race
Death's door
.
Mother!
You're keeping me warm
My memories are blankets around my heart
They help me to mourn
.
Mommy mommy mommy
Mommy mommy mommy
Tell me how
Tell me now
Tell me
.
Are there stars where you are?
Can people see your smile?
Are there gardens filled with flowers,
For you to walk around, in?
.
Are there hopeful dreams?
And waterfalls and trees?
Sunny days with music playing?
Do you ever think of me?
.
Mommy mommy mommy
Mommy mommy mommy
Tell me how
Tell me now
Tell me
.
Mommy mommy mommy
Mommy mommy mommy
Tell me how
Tell me now
Tell me
.


Tell Me

Tell Me (2022)

Link to cool Youtube Music Video of the song here: https://youtu.be/XT0Gdy9s4lU
Link to my Youtube Channel: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCoY7Kh-Ok7KMue0NnNBRRjQ
Link to my Home Website: https://davidhusted.com/welcome

The lyrics seem to be about my general aversion toward the momentous amount of shitty events that took place in 2020.  Perhaps a psychoanalyst would see even more in them. The lyrics are a bit esoteric.  My sub-conscious was definitely spewing on this one.  I kneaded the words and phrases against the texture and flow of the driving pulse of the  musical content. What emerged is something special. A real rocker!  The song slowly builds, creating an incredible sonic vibe with many subtle aural sweet spots.

Lyrics
Chugging down the Qi
by David Husted

V1
Stained glass windows broken
The shit upon, plain folk, discarded and forgotten 
 The sea of swelling slogans
 And sky that always follows the long sleep of exhausted
Chugging down the Qi, waking underneath a park bench
Manhattan calves, a butterfly laughs at a snowflake

Ch 
Now where would you have me go?
And who is this I'm talking to?
Let's erase,  2020s face,
 this year's a disgrace I think I'm better off  without you          

{Verse bare}

Ch
Now where would you have me go?
And who is this I'm talking to?
Let's erase,  2020s face,
 this year's a disgrace I think I'm better off  without you        
{instr}

Bridge

V3
Lonely bird you make me smile
So smeared across the day I think I'm bending in straight spirals 

Come on mon, mop the ground
Out beyond the hobbit hill, I can prove the Earth is round

Ch
Now where would you have me go?
And who is this I'm talking to?
Let's erase,  2020s face,
 this year's a disgrace I think I'm better off  without you        
{instr}

Chugging Down the Qi

The Hobbit Hill

Chugging Down The Qi

a bit depressing this one, so i thought id balance it out with a nice plate of gnocchi.............all the best for xmas and the new year and cheers for the listens

Your Wicked Ways

Garageband keyboard sounds.
Yamaha Tenor Saxophone.

Come On, You Gotta Get It Done

Meditative and mournful over a loss. Two digital and one analog synthesizer create this tune.

Remembered

vidéo TouTube :  https://youtu.be/J_htngL2iFQ?si=bSM3g1O5MW2K8geU

Lucidité
Texte : Muette
Musique : Alain Illos

Avant d'être mortel, 
Tu lançais au Ciel 
Tes rauques décibels.
Et tes tours de Babel. 

Des roses par millier
J’deposerai à tes pieds
La galanterie est chose
De nos jours oubliée.
Mais j'attends quelque chose
Que tu ne veux donner
Car tu t'offres à la vie 
Et je me décompose.

Avant d'être mortel, 
Tu lançais au Ciel 
Tes rauques décibels.
Et tes tours de Babel. 

Je t'offre des regrets
En corolles froissés
Quand tu voudrais du lisse,
Du muscle et du bombé.
Tu veux de nouveaux calices
Et non un macchabée
Sans biceps et sans cuisses,
Un sac d'os au rabais. 

Etant mort maintenant,
Tu sais le prix
D'être vivant.
 là où tu reposes,
Tu nourris les roses
Dont je me ris
Avant d'être mortel, 
Tu lançais au Ciel 
Tes rauques décibels.
Et tes tours de Babel. 

Je t'ai offert des mots.
Et de belles promesses
Car ce que j'aimerais,
C'est caresser ta peau
Mais je dors en étroitesse
Au fond d'un mausolée,
Tu dors étroitement 
Serrée contre ton amant.

Lucidité

"The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases, his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness."   Lamentations 3:22-23 (ESV)

Grateful for every new morning, every new year, and the chance to begin again.  Best wishes to all in 2024!

Morning Praise

Forno Anárquico

Brennivín

Communications - Lost Packets

Chop-Hop

Xenobotz

Not Prepared to Say Goodbye Tonight is a track about not being willing to let go of the memory of someone, but realising the time has now come...

Not Prepared to Say Goodbye Tonight

-Boston Area storytelling.  Remember you are only a true artist if you recognize the genius in somebody's else's work. Keep your ears open there is genius all around us.

Eastie Noise

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