An extraordinary composition. I particularly like the musical progression with the nuanced drama of the piano. Good work.

Very delicate & elegant piano playing... Amazing piece of art! : ) ❤

Hey Mark. Such a moving piece, man! Great instrumentation, great atmosphere! Very suggestive track and well done! But ... too short! It should be twice as long. A very interesting piece with an understated feel!!! 😎 Thanks, great work!!!

Beautiful dark and grand. Piano sounds fanstastic very top notch production

A very epic look out on to a bleak horizon.  I can also see this (or hear this) in a film.

Yes, very dramatic! I really like the way it's constructed, and how the sounds set off the musical narrative.

really good I guess my thought is if you anted big cinematic finish to emphasize the strings more at the end..make them "louder. maybe deeper in tone..punctuate the finish???

musical strong drama, very powerful and beautiful.

Nice piano playing, kind of heavy stuff going on in the background. Excellent piece!

Show Me A Sign.

Autobahn

This song began one morning while I was "noodling" on the guitar, key of G, 5th fret capo using D shapes, (for the guitarists out there:), and thought it the beginning of a promising recipe for a song; but it sounded a little thin.  It needed some extra seasoning and a little protein, so I sent it to Debra Buesking for her culinary expertise and she supplied all the lovely touches it needed.  It's now ready to serve, our version of "Noodle Soup". Enjoy:)  
Listen to more tasty treats Debbie has cooked up @debra_buesking

Noodle Soup (with Debra Buesking, piano)

written & recorded in logic by naldo
additional lead guitar by Richard "Blitz" Livoni
https://www.blitzrecording.com

cover art by ronaldo farelli with firefly

12 Strings for Sad Carlotta

https://nowyyorg9.wixsite.com/seasional-optimist/the-story-of-my-life

nowyyorg 2023

The Story Of My Life

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

Lammbone's Album

That Old Willow

I seem to be on this experimental kick these days where I'm composing stuff by layering and building instruments toward some epic cinematic finish. I was looking for an interesting chord change for another (upcoming) piece, and stumbled upon this interesting piano line. The whole thing is just the piano line repeating, overlayed with horns, strings, percussion and synth pad. This one was uncharacteristically really short to complete... basically about a day from initial idea to recording. Then another day or so of tweaking here & there, which will probably continue as usual. Enjoy!

image created with DALL·E AI using the song title as prompt. 

All comments welcome, and don't be shy to be critical or suggest ideas to help me improve. :)
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here's some pictures I took: www.flickr.com/photos/mark_boucher/
my best photos on 500px (safe site): 500px.com/p/mrmark?view=photos

Mark's Album (post-2020)

Nowhere is Here, Never is Now

Welcome to part 2 of the "Water Planet Project". In this part we see glimpses of the paradise our planet was, on its journey up to the present.  As mankind begins to urbanize and industrialize, the pristine pictures of one of our most important natural resources begin to crack.      
For the best experience, see the visualization of our story which you can find here: www.youtube.com/user/wcifarout.  If time only permits listening to the soundtrack, you will still be able to hear the beauty in Peter's thoughtful words and singing, Ed's lovely electrics, Dan-DT's gorgeous synth arrangements, and my acoustic contribution to Seagull's beautiful song "Milk and Honey Time" that Peter wrote the lyrics for.  
Words are insufficient to express my gratitude to Seagull for his far-ranging vision that brought us all together, and his extraordinary expertise in production that made his vision a reality. 

First song - The Realm Of The Water Fairy by Dan-DT
Second song - Milk & Honey Time by Seagull, David, Ed & Peter
Third song - Whole by Dan-DT & Ed

All narrations, lyrics & vocals by Peter
Contributing vocalist. Clara Sorace

Here you will find the fantastic musicians I share this adventure with:
From Sweden- Seagull: @farout-music-studio
From England - Peter: soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
From France - Dan-DT: @dan-t-3
From Canada - Ed Cunningham: @westtracksmusic

As Soundcloud for some reason does not allow more than 4000 characters, you will find the lyrics to the songs on Seagull's YouTube channel.
We wish you a pleasant musical and visual journey.

The Water Planet Project--Part 2

TexMex Shamam-Producer-Guitar-Bass-drums-Fx-Artwork
Stonerjazz-Guitar-ebow-synth-mellotron-lyrics-vocals

My good friend Stephen from TexMex Shaman Sent me a Beautiful Guitar Solo and an invitation to add something to lt--Since l was just getting started on this Anthology of past poems, l basically Hl-Jacked Stephen's guitar piece for the project- l Added my stuff, and he ln turn added some percussion and some other Fx----And then graciously offered to do the production work Which he did Brilliantly-- Huge Thanks to Stephen and anyone who may happen by for a listen---


Beloved sisters of the Storm
by jeff gardlner

i don't think i'm going home, this thing won't leave me alone..I've got fragments of the sun and moon imbedded in the core of my cerebral stem.. and of course there is that key That's allegedly buried in this pile of sacred rocks in space that supposedly unlocks the gate that holds the dog and holds the bone and blocks the path that takes me home.

Check yourself, what are you feeling at the present moment..Some times i can feel the giant moving slightly in it's sleep.. just like Vishnu dreaming high in the mountain valleys of the mighty Himalayas

a tiny silver thread, transcendent of the reckless life we lead
a raging river way down below
the moment when you realize lt's finally time to go
oh beloved Sisters of the storm thank you for appearing ln your human form
what could l do what could l say, l thought that l was on my way to another nervous breakdown
the taste of life so sweet upon our tounges, We were gods when we were young

Euphorla
by jeff gardlner

I've got about two hours before i have to go back to reality
i got so damned relaxed, i'm fucked up to the max
you know this is the highlight of my day.
i sure wish it lasted longer, i might have to find something stronger.
immortality is not a possibility anyway.

i'm waiting for Euphoria, i'm waiting for Euphoria
Out on the edge so bright and cool, Restless waves of Brilliant darkness down below whisper me a fool..Whisper me a fool.
i got so damned relaxed, i'm fucked up to the max, you know this is the highlight of my day..i sure wish it lasted longer, i may have to find something stronger, immortality is not a possibility anyway..

t's cool and clear and bright out here above the cheaters and the lovers and the fighters, daydreamers, betrayers,and the liars stacked in layers like hotcakes on your Momma's kitchen table. Admit the truth if you know it,even though it's just amalgamated combinations of opinions from the minnions of the overlords.

Tell us all about the sacred Books oh captain of the guard.is there something to be said in defense of Intellect aside from the fact that it makes us hard to kill. So everyone please take your pill, the government will foot the bill.

This strange exotic, apocalyptic somewhat erotic musical notes of this life surreal is yanking at my heartstrings.
Turns out to be just the ticket for a perfect afternoon..

I've got about two hours before i have to go back to reality...

Anthology Act ll----- Featurlng TexMex Shaman

Lyrics;
Summer brought the sunshine
Winter brought the freeze
Spring had sprung me to my feet
You want me falling to my knees

You brushed me off your shoulders
You up and turned your back
The tight rope I've been walking on
Feeling mighty slack

Once we had a fire
Burning hot and bright
Long gone are the embers
And it's pretty cold at night

This race is run
What's done is done
We ran right off the course
No point in pointing fingers
Or beating this dead horse

I remember way back when
On the day you said "I do"
Love me till the day I die
Now I see that wasn't true

And so I'll say goodbye my love
And move on down the line
Thinking of what might have been
Got to get you off my mind

Once we had a fire
Burning hot and bright
Long gone are the embers
And it's freezing cold at night

This race is run
What's done is done
We ran right off the course
No point in pointing fingers
Or beating this dead horse

Dead Horse

Premiered by Charles Abramovic at the Old Library at Bryn Mawr College.

Here we have the first Post-war movement in which Levi regains his sense of self, love, and finding purpose in work. Levi’s begins with a canonic declaration of his name which begins dissonantly and troubled, frantically writing the stories of his time in Auschwitz. As he is given a chemistry puzzle to solve at work and then meets his future wife, over time his themes evolve into a reclaiming of life.

Nowhere is Here, Never is Now

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