Awesome song and genuine feel and fun performance. Truly unique stuff

Little ballade cool. Beautiful réalization Bravo.

So lovely to hear your great country songs my friend

Hey man, this is a really fun song, and you perform it very well. Way to go!

This song was very bright and encouraged my heart.

wow this really takes me back to the ol days

I couldn’t release any new song for a long time because of a long Covid (maybe..)
For this song I have already recorded my guitar and vocals in last December, but all the arrangements , mixing and mastering is just finished. It took too much time though, I can say that I did my best for all the process. And so I’ll be very happy if you listen and enjoy it.
Sazanka is a name of winter flower often seen anywhere in Japan. I love to see the flowers falling on the ground like snow flakes. It makes me think of our life time and all the beautiful gifts from the nature.
Spotify   https://open.spotify.com/track/4RkZzZX7YVXGNk5iWYUwil

Lyrics

Flowers, blowing wind
Flowing over my head
Slip inside ,Break me down
I see you, how once we, lately again

But I hope you remember me 
There are leaves falling on
Still my eyes keep on (the ) flow
Couldn’t take my eyes off, All…

When we’re outside into the shadows
Fall on ground
She left behind away
 I missing you all alone
 In the world
                    
When we’re outside into the shadows
 Fall on ground
 She never find your way
 I missing you all alone
 
  I missing , dreaming, over over again

Sazanka

My Song - Music & Lyrics by Shark Teeth | Music by Echo Garage | Music by REKHA - IYERN [Fe]

Guitars & added synths by Echo Garage - @echo-garage
Music, vocals, lyrics & cover art by Shark Teeth - @shark_teeth93
Final music mixed & mastered by Shark Teeth in the USA
All backing vocals & harmonies, recorded & performed, composed & produced, mixed (vocal design) by REKHA IYERN [Fe] at IYERN [Fe] RECORDS in CANADA - @rekha-iyern-fe



My Song - Music & Lyrics by Shark Teeth

I don't worry anymore
Kick dumb feelings out the door, hey
I feel just right, what do you say?
Beat down, keep up if you're sticking with me

Weighed too much for too long, yeah
There's nothing gonna stop me from singing my song
Might as well sing along man
You're never gonna stop me from singing my song
I am soaring, I am flying, and I can take you away
Every day where I belong
Cause nothing gonna stop me from singing my song

I'm not wary anymore
Feeling sunshine to the core, hey
Might last, might not, what can I say?
Laid back, light up, you can kick it with me

Weighed too much for too long, yeah
There's nothing gonna stop me from singing my song
Might as well sing along man
You're never gonna stop me from singing my song
I am soaring, I am flying, and I can take you away
Every day where I belong
Cause nothing gonna stop me from singing my song

Weighed too much for too long, yeah
There's nothing gonna stop me from singing my song
Might as well sing along man
You're never gonna stop me from singing my song
I am soaring, I am flying, and I can take you away
Every day where I belong
Cause nothing gonna stop me from singing my song




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My Song

My Song - Music & Lyrics by Shark Teeth | Music by Echo Garage | Music by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | Pop

From the series of songs composed this summer. Looking for an oasis within the mirage.

MIRAGE 4

Gaz Brownie:  Vocals, Lyrics, Melody
Ben Juul:  Drums, Mix & Master
Dirk Taubenheim:  Guitars, Bass

I had this instrumental song in that typical Britpop - Rickenbacker sound and thought the best singer I could get was Gaz. Finally I dared to ask him and he accepted! The result is just amazing - thanks so much, Gaz. The story you wrote, the melody you created and the vocs you recorded are just great!

Nothing left to defend

Hey…. I am sitting inside now, it is snowing, and quite cold for October. I noticed deer tracks in the snow and what looks like a gathering around the crab apple trees, as the deer munched down on apples. Later, I picked a bunch of apples from the higher branches and cleared off the foot of snow on the ground then piled up some apples for all who wants them. About 3 weeks ago, I went outside late at night to close up the garage. I had a strange feeling that there might be a bear in the yard. No sounds or sighting, just an intense hunch. The next day I went out to do some gardening and on the way back to the garden I spotted a huge pile of bear scat behind the spruce trees. It was full of half digested apples, a telltale sign of late season bear scat. That was a first. For me anyway. And maybe for the bear too. It reminded me of when I was a boy and a large group of us were camping in the wilderness. The dads told us to be careful about leaving food out. There was a heavy ‘bear box’ at the campsite where we stored the food. So what did us kids do? We threw a bunch of leftovers into the woods. Shortly thereafter we were visited by 3 bears. One dad, a huge man nicknamed Spike, confronted and chased the bears off. He was bigger than the bears and had a way worse growl. Then us kids got a good chewing out, and found ourselves on supervised cleanup duty, like a chain gang, getting all the food out of the woods. We deserved it, but were happy to see those bears. Anyway, I noticed the bear had eaten almost all the apples from under the trees. The bear was probably super happy to find all those apples. I was glad to help the bear get ready for winter and hibernation. The process of bears eating as much as they can before hibernation is called hyperphagia. I wish I could sleep all winter too, and wake up in the Spring. Anyway, this is a slide guitar Blues. I sing with a vocal personality that fits the song. Lyrics were about an experience of mine around 47 years ago, and from a different perspective of the same experience in an old song of mine called Blackbirds, where I sat under the same willow tree as thousands of migrating blackbirds passed by, at times landing in the willow, then swooping down in thirsty murmurations, to get a drink from the creek. I’d just sit there with blackbirds all around me. And of course both songs are about this particular woman I took a fancy to way back when. That never panned out like I thought it might. So it goes in this life for me. Hope you like the song, and thanks for dropping by, Mark

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That Old Willow

SEASONS.  Spring & Autumn

#Indie Electronic Rock

Locked out is a true story based on what happened to a very good friend recently.
He had  no idea his partner of three years had been planning to leave him for months. He came home to a note saying I will be in touch there will be an email to follow.
And that was that.
She locked him out her life and hasn’t been seen since. 
Thankfully he’s a survivor and it didn’t take him long to get back on the horse and ride again. 
That’s just the way he rolls !

V1 
We we’re making love the sunday before 
everything as it should 
Couldn’t see the trees 
For the wood 
That note that you left 
Didn’t leave a single  clue
We went from oak 
To hollow bamboo 
Then I guess you always new 

Chorus 
I’m feeling locked out knocked  out 
Now that the word as got out got out 
I’m feeling locked out knocked out 
And I can’t even shout shout out 
Cause you knocked me out for the count 

V2 
There must be a 1000 reasons
To why you left 
And you choose not to tell me 
So I will have to second guess
I’m in room with no windows 
And not any doors 
You’re being moving on for months 
Acting up this front 
 
Double Chorus

Outro to fade 
I’ve been feeling locked out knocked out 
I’ve been feeling locked out knocked out 
Now that the word as got out got out
I can’t even shout out shout out

Locked Out ~ Conscience Of Kings

Chattanooga Shoe Shine Boy

Yard time. A bittersweet piece built on small harmonic ambiguities. On violin my friend  @Rosindust. We played a classical guitar, a violin, an electric bass, a piano and an ostinato digital oboe. 
Here the other pieces together: soundcloud.com/francescocartocci/sets/grazie-tatiana

The painting: Vincent van Gogh, Prisoners Exercising, 1890. An alienating round of prisoners. Above two small white butterflies, symbol of hope and freedom.

Composition and all arrangements: Francesco Cartocci

Ora d'aria - with Rosin dust

Recently decoded transmission from the planetary system of GJ1002, around 15 light years from Earth.

Chattanooga Shoe Shine Boy

Walkin' in Pa's Footsteps

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