I've been experimenting with a bunch of fun sounds this weekend, this is the result (or one of them ;-) ). I hope you enjoy!

GROUNDWORK

If I Needed You

The wrong place at the right time

A big Thank You to my dear friend https://soundcloud.com/holgerengel for playing bass and to   
  https://soundcloud.com/josh-clary-1 (Josh) for guitar, organ and synth and to
 @Llanpsych (Tez) for subtly adding guitar, mixing and mastering. 
Very skillfull performances, that made this song possible in the way it is now. It’s been a great pleasure and honor to collab.

During an odyssey I recently undertook, I discovered this snippet of text in the Museum of Literature in Dublin. It’s from "Ulysses" (1923) by James Joyce (1882-1941) and I liked it immediately. The passage comes from the episode "Cyclops", in which the novel's hero, Bloom, opposes division and prejudice.

The picture shows the very first printing of the first edition of the book, exhibited in a display case on the third floor of the museum.

Alf And Bloom

(But it’s no use) …				

(- What? says Alf) …			    

But it’s no use says he
Force, hatred, history
All that
That’s not life 
For men and women,

(- What? says Alf) …			

Insult and hatred
And everybody knows that
It’s the very opposite of that
That is really life.

- What? says Alf			

- Love, says Bloom		

(- What? says Alf)
(- Love, says Bloom) …			

(- Love)

Alf And Bloom (wt Holger, Josh and Tez)

On my cloud (collab):  
All vocals and text by Saskiagoethals (@saskiagoethals:)
music composed and played by Neno J.)

I recently noticed a very talented musician with exceptional vocal abilities on Soundcloud. I liked her voice and I liked how she approaches different musical styles. So I thought how nicely her vocals would fit in my "Clouds". That's how the clouds got their angels.

When i put my hand on my heart, and i try to feel
I try to feel what i want, what i want
I feel nothing, nothing

I wanna know do i belong, do i belong, i feel nothing

When i am sitting with my music on my cloud my feet don’t touch the ground,
when i’m sitting on my cloud
Surrounded surrounded with the sounds

on my cloud i’m perfectly happy, i feel nothing , i feel my music

I don’t want to climb mountains, i don’t have a bucketlist

I don’t wanna feel my body, don’t want to hear myself thinking
More and more i live on my cloud, it’s difficult to come back from my cloud.

On My Cloud (collab with Saskiagoethals)

Here's another one of my early demos with Garageband.

I Miss You (Demo 2016)

Collab with Laar https://soundcloud.com/user-325797522
Pt.2:
https://soundcloud.com/30gradx/laar-raffinesse-30-grad-x-green-tea-rmx-pt2
Original track:
https://soundcloud.com/user-325797522/raffinesse

Laar - Raffinesse (30 Grad X Green Tea Rmx)

Cinema

DUBASA

Instrumental for guitar

Guitar: Amalio Burguet Model 1A - Spruce

Stargazing

Every day someone wants more.
A better plan.
A brighter mood.
Another way to fix what isn’t broken.
I light another cigarette.
That’s my answer.

I smoke too much because I’m tired of becoming.
I smoke too much because perfection feels like a cage.
I smoke too much because doing harm I choose
is the only thing that feels like mine.
I smoke too much because it shuts the world up
and lets me breathe on my own terms.

Everyone is chasing progress.
New goals.
New hacks.
New ways to be less human.
I stay still.
I breathe in.
The smoke is the only thing that doesn’t demand improvement.

Maybe I quit tomorrow.
Maybe not.
Tonight I don’t owe a single inch of better.

I smoke too much because I’m tired of becoming.
I smoke too much because perfection feels like a cage.
I smoke too much because doing harm I choose
is the only thing that feels like mine.
I smoke too much because it shuts the world up
and lets me breathe on my own terms.

i smoke too much

Guitarist, multi-genre composer, keyboard & bass player (mostly self-taught). Music librarian and philosopher.
Music is new dimension of life.
“That is an artist as I love artists, modest in his needs: he really wants only two things, his bread and his art - panem et Circen.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, Twilight of the Idols