Esa rola la hice en mis tiempos de chatel y si estaba un poco molesto con Dios.
En ese entonces, ya me había desligado de la religión, sin dejar de un lado el temor a Dios, pero ya me sentía un poco más rebelde y con seguridad de decir lo que yo quisiera.
Muchos se agarran a eso pero no hacen nada. Es decir, quieren que les lleven el plato a la mesa sin esforzarse ellos mismos y no va a llegar un samaritano. (Maycol Young)

Composition, Lyrics and Noises: Maycol Young
Drums: LetchaDrums ("Eric Drums")
Bass: Jon García
Guitars: Bazarraco
Ending Lead Guitar: LynxAntares ("Mark Schmidt")
Mix & Mastering: Javierpg84

Jesus Christ look to me. You don't hear my prayers
Maybe now, you will hear what I want to say you
I don't need to pray the guy who hangs on that cross
Now I've choose to feel the fire, burning to my soul

Ohhh ! Ohhh! (Ohhh ! Ohhh!)  
Ohhh ! Ohhh! You don't hear my !
 
People cries asking you answers to their problems
But I don't want asking you 'cause I don't believe i
I don't need to pray the guy who hangs on that cross
Now I've choose to feel the fire, burning to my soul

Yeah! Yeah! (Yeah! Yeah!) 
Yeah! Yeah! You don't hear my !
Ohhh ! Ohhh! (Ohhh ! Ohhh!)  
Ohhh ! Ohhh! You don't hear my !

Jesus Christ Doesn't Hear My Prayers (Maycol Young)

Cielo roto del amanecer, cuando cierran los bares y sólo unas pocas bestias nocturnas tienen ánimo para salir de ronda.
Esos cielos multicolores, entre la luz de la ciudad por la noche, el rojo del amanecer y las nubes desgarradas.

Original lyrics by Javier Santos-Aberturas & original guitar riffs by my friend Andrés

Vocals: Cree Patterson ("JCree8")
Drums: Paul Schlichting
Bass: Jon García
Guitars: Bazarraco
Organ & Keyboards: Russell Edwards ("fergusthunderthumbs")
Mix & Mastering: Hiram Cintron

Sunday noon and a cup of tea
My body's aching, nothing's for free
People were dancing. People were singing
Here comes the sun. Ragged Skies

The place was packed. The band red hot
Someone sent me another shot
Pure Rock sound. Girls around
Pure Rock sound. Girls around
 
Your night starts at a quarter after nine
Keep the throttle down as you race the...
Never gonna beat it. Never gonna beat it
 
It's all over with the dawn
Gotta get ready for the next run
People were dancing. People were singing
Here comes the sun. Ragged Skies
 
Look out we'll be coming back
All tuned up and on the attack
Pure Rock sound. Girls around
Pure Rock sound. Girls around

Your night starts at a quarter after nine
Keep the throttle down as you race the...
Never gonna beat it. Never gonna beat it

Pure Rock sounds with girls all around
But here comes the sun. Your night is almost done
Pure Rock sounds with girls all around

Sun sets another day.
I'm getting ready. It's time to play
People were dancing. People were singing
Here comes the sun. Ragged Skies

Pure Rock sound. Girls around
Pure Rock sound. Girls around

Ragged Skies

Give me the happiness, that's what I want to feel...

Composition: Maycol Young
Vocals: Brendan B
Guitars: Edu "The Giver"
Bass: JeanL Toudou ("JeanLui")
Drums: Eric Drums ("LetchaDrums")
Mix & Mastering: Scott Wazear

Sunset that I wanna see
Smoking on top of the hill
Show me your bright, bright light
And light through the darkness, yeah

Give me happiness
Oh... give me happiness
And the light on the top of the hill
Is so perfect under a red sunset

I want to have a good, long trip
Bringing every one of my friends
And maybe someday I'll have my wings
To fly to San Andrés

Trip In The Sunset (featuring Brendan B)

Give me the happiness, that's what I want to feel...

Vocals & Lyrics: Maycol Young
Guitars: Edu "The Giver"
Bass: JeanL Toudou ("JeanLui")
Percussion: Chris Thomas
Mix & Mastering: Scott Wazear

Sunset that I want to see
smoking on the top of hill
Show me your brighting light
and bright into the darkness, yeah

Give me the happiness 
Oh... give me the happiness
And the light on the top of hill 
is so perfect under this red sunset

I don't want a world of roses
I want a world full of green
And the light on the top of hill 
is so perfect under this red sunset

I would like to have a good trip (in sunset)
with everyone of my friends (here I am)
Maybe someday I'll have my wings 
and I'll fly to San Andrés

I don't want a world of roses
I want a world full of green
And the light on the top of hill 
is so perfect under this red sunset

Trip In The Sunset (Acoustic)

Un homenaje en formato acústico con todo el respeto a la banda de Heavy Rock española que se hizo grande en América

US Spanish Vocals: Mike Ousey ("Scorp1on2")
Bass: Jon García
Drums: Impulse Drummer28
Guitars: Edu The Giver
Mix & Mastering: Gustavo Madrid ("GilbertNorum")

Si tú no estás aquí (Ángeles del Infierno Acoustica Cover)

A song wading through the swamp, into water and mud, under the heavy rain...

BOB CAMPBELL: Lyrics & Vocals	
Jon Garcia: Bass
Chris Bouchard ("dwfreak"): Drums
Miki Bella: Harmonica
Edu "The Giver": Guitars
Steffen O ("stoman"): Mix & Mastering

Life is like a..... dirty train,
steady as she goes my friends,
 You'll drive yourself insane

Can you feel the  engine,
chuggin down the track
I'm headin southbound honey,
never comin back

Raise your glass..give some lovin
Come climb aboard this dirty train

You know I'm working
bringin home what I bring home,
Doin' what it takes
fingers bloody to the bone

Got no premenitions,
things just be what they be
Come enjoy the ride my friend,
take in the scenery

 Can't control the speed
rollin down the tracks
ain't never....lookin back

Life is like a....... dirty train,
catch it every morning 
and I ride it coming back

Got that old black smoke
running through my veins
Mom and dad done raised me rite,
yeah I got them dues to pay

Workin for a living,
give back when I can
and when it comes to lovin' hun,
you know I'm just your kind of man

Testified
Justified
Sactified

Old dirty train,
rode it all my life,
plowing through the
ups and downs
Yeah it cuts you like a knife

Life is like a.....old  dirty train,
steady as she goes my friends,
 You'll drive yourself insane

Can you feel the  engine,
chuggin down the track
I'm headin southbound honey,
never comin back

Got that.... old black smoke
running through my veins
I catch it every morning
and i ride it back again

Raise your glass...give some love now
Come climb aboard... this dirty train

Dirty train

Life Is Like A Dirty Train

Ángeles del Infierno Cover featuring Andrés Palacios

https://www.facebook.com/Andrespal28
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCbmCPFDKs1F82bN1l86EFbw
https://www.instagram.com/andrespal_voice/

Organ: Thomas Hines
Bass: Jon García
Drums: Impulse Drummer28
Guitars: Edu "The Giver"
Mix & Mastering: Francisco Javier Perez Gonzalez

Si tú no estás aquí (Ángeles del Infierno Cover)

Cree Patterson: Lyrics & Vocals
El Sueco: Keyboards, Drums & Bass lines
Edu "The Giver": Guitars
Simon Sez: Outro Guitar Licks & Solos
Gustavo Madrid ("GilbertNorum"): Mix & Mastering

As I lay here in your arms
Head spinning, out of breathe from our love
I take your soul like a thief
You smile and say now get some sleep

Your insatiable, drives me wild
The spark between us now is a fire
I want more of you in every way
Stroking the embers, the passion we create

Love lies in ashes on the floor
You looked right at me and slammed the door

Gone like a spirit in the night
Never turned around to say good bye
The love we had just blew away
Turned to ashes, burnt and gray

Love lies in ashes on the floor
You looked right at me and slammed the door

Was there something I could have said ?
Or maybe something I might have done ?
Ohhh, why did you just leave ?
Pack your bags, turn tail and run

Love lies in ashes on the floor
You looked right at me and slammed the door

Love In Ashes

A song burning the candle at both ends...
Guitars recorded at Guille Sound & El Trastero Studio
Many thanks to MrBeagleton (Erin Burke)

Vocals: Bob Campbell
Drums: Chris Bouchard ("dwfreak")
Bass: Jon García
Guitars: Bazarraco
Mix & Mastering: Steffen O ("stoman")

From the book of Genesis
comes this humble tale,
this child of God rebukes
this world through wickedness
has failed...

Shown to him
a gigantic task
to save them one and all
to build a ship two citys wide
and half a mountain tall

The Flood will wash your sins away,
forty nights and forty days...
round them up..save them all,
a pair of each.. large and small,
I'm starting over
Drown the rest..one by one,
feel my wrath..damage done,
I'm starting over

This world it is a wicked world,
a time of deadly sin..
the thoughts of man
makes dark his heart,
left rotting from within

I bring this earthly genoside
to start a new again,
eight shall live,
the rest shall die,
no evil can remain

The Flood will wash your sins away,
forty nights and forty days...
round them up..save them all,
a pair of each.. large and small,
I'm starting over
Drown the rest..one by one,
feel my wrath..damage done,
I'm starting over

The Flood will wash your sins away,
forty nights and forty days...

The Flood

Un tema sencillo pero con un poco de mensaje a la concientización ecológica que tanto nos falta.

No encontré mejor lugar que el baño, ya que adentro se oye cuando pasa el del atol 😋

Acá hay gente de todas partes de Nicaragua que se vienen con la misma idea, entonces por eso lo de la ensalada de frutas, gente de todos lados. Esa gente que viene del norte, allá eran menos cochinos que cuando ya vienen acá a la capital...
Cuando viajas al norte o bien, fuera de la ciudad, hay vendedores que suben a los buses a ofrecer pollos fritos en platos descartables y la gente cuando ha terminado de comer los lanza por las ventanas y uuuuuu

Composition, Lyrics and Noises: Maycol Young
Drums: Brian Henry ("ATLdrums")
Bass: Jon García
Guitars: Bazarraco
Intro & Outro Lead Guitar: Walter Paul Owen
Mix & Mastering: Javierpg84

Y bien la basura rebota, rebota en las ventanas de la ruta,
la ruta, que me transporta atravez de esta ensalada de frutas.
Asi es Managua, la ciudad capital de Nicaragua
donde turismo es su lago aunque haya mierda en sus aguas.

Oh Xholotlan, disculpame mis verdades 
pues sólo quería hablar de nuestras atrocidades 
y cuestiono ¿cuál será el castigo? 
Porque lo que antes teníamos poco a poco lo hemos destruido ah.

La civilización nos ha demostrado 
que además de progreso, basura es lo que nos ha dejado 
y no es un mito, tampoco es mentira, 
pero he visto mas de mil platillos voladores en mi vida.

Pues no hay conciencia ecológica en nuestro ser, 
no hay peor ciego que aquel que no quiere ver 
como matamos y como exterminamos 
cada recurso vital que en la tierra encontramos.

Nosotros somos peste, la peste humanidad 
y acabaremos con toda especie, si seguimos actuando así de mal.
Nosotros somos pestes, la peste humanidad 
y acabaremos con toda especie si seguimos actuando así de mal.

Y bien me insultas si algo te digo 
y me decís te contradigo, pero no hablando sino que a grito partido, 
¿sabes amigo? esto no es un regaño, 
es más bien un reclamo para no seguir haciendo daño 
a la hermosura que el planeta nos ofrece, 
hay que darle al verde lo que se merece 
¿y cómo? sembrando un árbol, no tirando basura, 
cuidando nuestros ríos, nuestros lagos, nuestras lagunas.

El agua es vida y la estamos desperdiciando,
sin analizar el mal que estamos provocando.
Hermano mío, sentá cabeza en razón 
para no seguir el plan de Planeta aniquilación !

Planeta aniquilación (Maycol Young)

I am a rocker who plays the guitar and wants to see the world being a good guy.

Edu "The Giver"

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