Guitare psychédélique qui part dans les étoiles.

an style on your own , blues and delay [via https://sc.repostexchange.com]

Indeed, it is pretty rough but... it is good. The guitar sounds really good, pleasantly psy and mellow. The vocals are full of emotions. It defiantly deserve better recording, proper mix and mastering to bring the good idea to next level.

tres beau morceau blues rock et voix torturée pleine d'émotions.

Melchorita an original track composed by La Porteña y Los Piratas, a cosmopolitan Electro Cumbia band from Barcelona. 
This track is born from a theatre circus piece and is included in their 1st EP - Zarpando.

Invited pirates
Trumpet: Ellie∼Rae
Flamenco vocals: Izä
Keys: Vitto De Giusto & Frank_Amante
Octopad: Miki Hache Arancibia
Tambor alegre (colombian drum): Taty Tambo

Zarpando EP

Melchorita

SE KIND

Why don't you listen

Submerged, playing the opening strains of our own dirge,
sinking into an abyss of faith and words, submerged.

But don’t close the coffin yet, even though it’s a fool’s bet
that we might wake long enough to see that we’re sleeping.

Patterns, this reoccurring act of failing,
this ending up at bad beginnings, patterns.

Some see the start of it while cursing the end of it,
yet all have feet of stone climbing the ladder of time.

Time’s hands are choking you, fate’s plans a joke on you,
while you live to let live, tripping on gifts that you cannot give.

Forget, losing the reason why we built this
empire of science and illusions and defects, forget.

We all are chained to it, our souls are owned by it,
losing the questions as well as the answers.

Kali Yuga

One Particular Yesterday

FAIRPLAY [NO PRESSURE]

The Ghost - John Albert 

The Ghost knocked on the door just like they did all the times before 
I thought I’d invite them in and see if they might sit with me again, I said,
“Why did you go away?” And then “Where have you been?”, “How long can you stay?” And why…
"Why are you still around when you should be in a box in a hole in the ground?"

The Ghost said not a word but only looked at me and then I heard
A clear and sudden sound like a lightning clap had hit the ground 
And I jumped up right away and when I looked at the Ghost I heard somebody say that I’ll
Never see another day unless I grab those keys and drive away, So..

Now we’re out on the street
And The Ghost sits still in the next seat 
As I careen into turns
I can see them smile as the tires burn
And I made up my mind, 
They’re gonna ride with me till dying time
Well you might see me out on the road, 
but only I see The Ghost 

The Ghost made not a sound but I could sense each turn we flew around 
And I seemed to know the way without a chart for the stars or the light of the day
It seems like forever now that we were on that road all alone somehow and then 
The Ghost stuck a finger out and I could see in the mist stood a lonely town

Now we’re out on the street
And The Ghost sits still in the next seat 
As I careen into turns
I can see them smile as the tires burn
And I made up my mind, 
They're gonna ride with me till dying time
Well you might see me out on the road, 
but only I see The Ghost 

Lead

The Ghost then tapped the door so I locked up the brakes and they were gone
I sat with an empty stare thinking maybe they were never there
I got back on the road but then I saw this shadow as I drove and now
The Ghost leans on a pole but there’s one less driver to take him home.

The Ghost - John Albert

The beat is important and if I double it, it might be even more effective. This music is dominated by two main voices and two main beats, with a little bass guitar and electronic synths. For me it's kind of thought provoking......

Two Speeds Two Sounds

Streaming !

The Lost Dream

Artificial Landscapes

Poor soul without a place to call home
plagued by the nagging echoes of the past you've disowned.
Poor soul all alone in the cold
with a drug-addled vision of the future you've sold.

Be in the world but not of the world.

Poor soul working day after day
with all of your worries and those debts to pay.
Poor soul, lines on your face and your hands
reflect the endless procession of mundane demands.

Be in the world but not of the world.

Rise above or fall below...

Poor soul with all your money and power
with your meager view of the world you devour.
Poor soul with all your status and fame,
with the hidden hurts of an ego inflamed.

Be in the world but not of the world.

Rise above or fall below...

Rise Above or Fall Below

Rise Above

Other account- Yo Todda
Home recordings 
Rough ideas, unpolished, single takes 
Acoustic and electric guitar 
Accapella
finger picking 

Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/@yotodda3168
Band ig: albertotheband~ https://instagram.com/albertotheband?igshid=MzNlNGNkZWQ4Mg==


Occasional live covers (mostly Bob Dylan) are also on here.

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