This song is like nothing I have heard from you guys before. It feels very fresh. The overall atmosphere is your color, but with more depth than before, and the song as a whole is very complete. It is a wonderful piece of work!

Nice to hear this cool track from you guys! Playing is off the charts and so fun! 10

great guitars, nice sound, good work [via https://sc.repostexchange.com]

Very good track mates,guitars are really powerful and all instruments sound perfect

Very well played. Interesting mixture of styles and a beautiful guitar. Well done

Excellent composition and fantastic guitar!

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Between us and our hometown...

A Coastline in May

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Berry for Bears - A Coastline in May

Extract from the first track on the "Scots Wha Hae" album released on January 19, 2022. Three tunes (Scots Wha Hae, Flower Of Scotland and When The Pipers Play) in one to illustrate Scottish History and bagpipe playing. As a tribute to William Wallace, Scottish hero.
Extrait du premier titre de l'album "Scots Wha Hae" sorti le 19 janvier 2022, composé d'une suite d'airs (dont le fameux "Flower Of Scotland") illustrant l'histoire et la résistance écossaise ainsi que la pratique de la cornemuse des Highlands. Le tout en mémoire de William Wallace, héros écossais.

Scots Wha Hae

Wallace's Children (extract)

Written and produced by João Gonçalves 

Arrangements by The Rooms 

Piano and Bass - João Gonçalves 
Vocals - Mafalda Matos 
Drums - Mario Venditti 
Violins - Iat U Hong 
Bass Clarinet and Trumpets - Ao Chon Fai 
Sax Alto - Helena Tang 
Trombone - William Chan

Cicada

Thank you to my friends Stu and John of The Welton Shipwreck. Great fun mates more of their music https://soundcloud.com/stoojmusic
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The rage you felt for Ages - The Welton Shipwreck

Oh, you're chained round your middle.
and you've no way of breaking.
Stare in the mirror and decide to keep faking. 
Perhaps you'd care more if you'd a much bigger stake in.
How did you end up owned?

You're like a pound shop fagin, sending others to take for.
Hardly ever get the things that you wouldn't pay for
A string of hankies with nothing on the end of.
Consider yourself well done.

Oh, you need a little something a break from the revelry. 
What you were lacking weren't  attached to a family.
Trap door open up with every man's name on.
Son, you can fall down low.

Oh, there's no escaping, it's all bought and paid for.
What would you even want to escape for?
It's not like anybody is waiting to hear from.
There's nothing to overthrow. 

You're a pound shop fagin. look what you have created.
The thing with women is they're greedy for babies.
Keep your head or you'll get caught if your lazy.
It's not like you didn't know.


Pound Shop Fagin

CG Calling - Combstead / Robert Grigg

I've been shipped around these islands since i was seventeen.
Finally, I found the time to take it all easy.
You offered up your violence, but I'm largely sedentary. 
The singular collection of star dust that's left for me.

You came to me all smiling, but it wasn't what it seemed.
You placed me in a cage, and then you threw away the key.
I offered nought but silence to escape your hedgmony. 
Whilst picking through the bones in an attempt at living free.

Dreams aren't ever as they seem. 
People scrape by and scheme.
People sing their own songs.
Dreams, where the doors are closing.
The booming voice from within.
Says wait for things to go wrong.

See this relationship begat a pile of your debris.
The mask came creeping formless in the shape of pleasantries. 
You offered up compliance, but then asked me for a fee.
It cost as much as anything, as much as sanity. 

The shadowbans, my biggest fan, a waking reverie.
A place to spend the winter where the winds aren't so heavy.
You sold me out for pennies cos the costs were heavenly.
A separation brought on by the waters of the sea.

Dreams of a type and a theme.
Into soft melodies 
With people dancing along.
Dreams are warnings sent by a friend.
Who knows to what they portend?
Suppose they speed things along.

The link that held together had been severed long before. 
A chink that turned forever into kind of nevermore.
A difference of opinion can be all kinds of deathly.
You bought a brand new lock and then you threw away the key. 

Threw Away The Key

Out on the Ridge - Robert Grigg & Combstead

Through The Clouds II

Speakeasy

Friday Jam Tuesday

Jim Robinson and Mark Butler are both Army veterans, and the founding guitarists of the ‘90’s metal band Spectre.   Today they are professionals who spend their limited free time collaborating on new music from their respective homes in the Midwest and the Lone Star State.  Keystone Studios is their online playground, an ideal virtual location to exchange their ideas and create inspiring and positive-vibe metal music.   No doom and gloom here - just high octane tunage.  They believe that life is too precious and too short to waste focusing on the negative.  Buckle up and enjoy the ride!

Through The Clouds II

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