I thought it would be nice to do a new recording of My Favorite Female that I did with the band Tibet in reverse in 2011. That version is a little further down if you scroll.
Here and now I have uploaded the new version. Instead of calling it a different version than the original, it has been given the British English spelling: My Favourite Female.

On the single, distributed to Apple Music, I also have an instrumental version of My Favourite Female. 

https://music.apple.com/se/album/my-favourite-female-single/1783534141


My Favourite Female

My favourite female makes me feel like I´m a king
When I´m with her I can almost play guitar and sing
No need for computers, just put me in a world
I will perform with my girl for a viewer beyond worlds

Have you seen her favourite brain
It´s organic with an image of a world
being drawn in every single moment
Hello world, she is thinking of you

She really doesn´t have to work on Monday
but she´s working in a digital network
She´s a real nowhere girl living in a nowhere world
making nowhere plans for nobody

My favourite female makes me feel like I´m a king
When I´m with her I can almost play guitar and sing
No need for computers, just put me in a world
I will face reality with my favourite girl

Have you seen my favourite waste of time
Let her go, let her go
I took a trip to the edge of this world
and I was thinking of you

Honey, would I lie to you, this is not a place
for a nowhere girl to be
The good guys are hiding in the shadows
Oh baby, it´s a wild, wild, wild, wild world

My favourite female makes me feel like I´m a king
When I´m with her I can almost play guitar and sing
No need for computers, just put me in a world
I will face reality with my favourite girl

My favourite female makes me feel like I´m a king
When I´m with her I can almost play guitar and sing
No need for computers, just put me in a world
I will perform with my girl for a viewer beyond worlds

Copyright Per Bronco Karlsson. All rights reserved.

My Favourite Female

This instrumental track, performed by GOLTZ (Gunther Benedict-drums, Christoph Musil-bass, Mario Palaschke-keyboards), is the result of a nightly improvisation that started out in search of some musical idea but quickly developed a desire for swing.

Claire

words and music K Gennery
image courtesy of Joel Durkee Unsplash
Thank you so much @monnodb for the voice at the end.

My sister and I cared for mum in her own home for the last ten years, going every day. Mum had been diagnosed with vascular dementia. This song is more about what I could see coming, the bad days, as at this time mum was still more lucid than not. Daphne Gennery passed away peacefully on the 30th of August 2025 at the age of 95, in her own home, in her own bed.....something that she always wanted....no hospital or care home.

Lyrics:
on the other side of nowhere in between the nothing she cries
a flicker of a memory drifts into longing and dispair why?

gone is the laughter from feeling to just being
existing in complete isolation
eyes open wide all but dead deep inside
just a shell of the woman

she sits in the darkness alongside delusions and agitation
time shift is a constant through the window to the garden
she stares avidly

gone is the laughter from feeling to just being
existing in complete isolation
eyes open wide all but dead deep inside
just a shell of the woman


gone is the laughter from feeling to just being
existing in complete isolation
eyes open wide all but dead deep inside
just a shell of the woman

shell

I've spent the last week writing a new song about nature, so this is my new song about nature.

Du skønhedens land

First track from "Cathedral of Ecstatic Sounds", a set of collab with Damga.

Cathedral of Ecstatic Sounds I - Hypnotic Maze of Music

((**apologies for not being on Soundcloud nearly as often as I used to... I try to catch up on all the great music you are all putting out there just may take some time!**))

This tune is another variation of an old original piano melody that's gone through several drastic 'evolutions', appearing in a number of my other songs. In this version I'm playing a harp sound on the keyboard run through an arpeggiator. sounds very Enya-esque.

Here are the other very different versions based on the main piano theme:

- Away With The Rapids (2023 with the Eclectic Collective)
on.soundcloud.com/dFMUQdi9gWaLzkVj9

- Elementus III (2023 electronica version)
on.soundcloud.com/pzhhhyx1LiCpdVpP7

- Harp of My Dreams - reprise 2022  (an alternate version of this track)
https://on.soundcloud.com/16AGhnJ4Pa6XilB9I0

- Woman of my Dreams (electric piano 2001)
on.soundcloud.com/UGvhWvSRoM56csRb7

- Woman of my Dreams (original 1999 'band' version played on an old Casio)
on.soundcloud.com/e47FS1S2gUAUtmj79

Harp Of My Dreams - reprise

LIKE & SUBSCRIBE

jigs T is not responsible for any kind of brain damage , listen at your own risk 😂

stimulants

Surfers like Us ….. composition, all guitar parts, arrangement and mix
Artwork ….. Night Sky (Pixabay collection)

Hi Everyone!
This is a new summer version of my song „Lucky Star” from April 2025.
I hope you enjoy the vibe of a journey under a summer night sky full of stars and meteors! ✨

With a special dedication to my friend Josh Clary 🍀
Surf’s Up, brother! 😎🎸

Many thanks for listening and kind support.
Artur

Nights of Meteors

Proud to announce my first collaboration with folk string artist extraordinaire Don Jennings.  Don establishes the feel of the song with his strong rhythm strumming--almost the feel of a Celtic stomp, trying to get the mud off one's boots, but allows me plenty of space for my Requinto guitar that sounds a little like a mandolin in the center-left channel.  It is fun music, at least until you have to get the mud off your own boots;)  Hear more of Don's truly fine acoustic artistry @https://soundcloud.com/user-399104119

The Muddy March (Don Jennings; acoustic guitar, David; Requinto guitar)

Written, Arranged, Performed, and Produced by Kyle Bolan
Art by Kyle Bolan

Lyrics:
Revenge is for dreams, never reality
Humming from the window, or is that just me?
Here and existing
Existence, the dream of a god wracked with ennui

Refuse to be comforted
with conscription or mosque or desired holocaust
Kangaroos lack individuality
not me

With the grief I've gathered up in my arms
See the face of Laocöon and his two sons come to harm
Crushed by the snake for threatening to interfere
Sometimes the rivers shake 
Sometimes the skies are clear

Sometimes the fire burns, dry and plain
Sometimes the wood is cool and wet with rain
Suffer the heat like a cat on the three hottest days
of midsummer,
go back to the river
Though there may be a maze along the way

Curse and throw spit into the fire
Cast out the bad souls left in me
Apparitions are just cedar trees in the dark
Though the thought refuses to expire
Though I take this expensive piece of language with me

With everything to have and everything to give
Evidence for the coming universal wish not to live
The Hand reaches down to cradle and caress
The peace of mind of duress and unrest

The scent of a sweet song is on the midsummer air
The false and unjust with talons that tear
But the snare of the struggle 
       of the dream is ennui
Is the humming from the window?
        or is that just me?
                   July 26, 2024

Harp Of My Dreams - reprise

mistermark