Featuring Luana Jil (vocals), Dušan Prusák (bass)

A Night In Gale

Interlude

Nightingale

Organist of the sea

Influencia de sonidos, manteniendo las distancias y desde mi admiración mas absoluta evocados en el mundo Pink Floyd, teclados que sobresalen, líneas de bajo muy marcadas y ese juego de mezcla de guitarras psicodélicas . Este es mi pequeño homenaje a uno de los grandes.

El Arroyo

Tv Love

He's so good and he's British!! https://soundcloud.com/the_confederation

You are the stars
I am the fire
We lit the sky
Turning and turning
Mend broken hearts
Life flows by
Counting the stars
Of who we are
It’s in the air
We moved the tides
On a burning hot summers night
Just like that sunset 
Had to come to pass
All good things in life
I guess can’t all last
Falling star burning night
I trip this wire

TRIP THIS WIRE ...collaboration with The Confederation

В одноимённом просторе замолкают на полуслове,
Прислушиваются к ветру по разным сторонам моря
Абсолютно разные двое

Имеющие общие привычки остальные четверо не связаны общими целями, 
говорящие на разных наречиях красят забор в одинаковый цвет.

И рассчитывают на ещё шестерых - 
тех, которые знают ответ на насущный вопрос
Надо ли будет звать кого-то ещё
Если трубы прорвёт
Или вырубит свет

И уже после заката все остальные
Смыкают ресницы и видят триеры
В разных частях одного и того же пространства
Все, кроме их общего знакомого
Оторванного заэкранированного подводника
За пределами ноосферы.
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In the expanse of the same name
silent in a half-speech
Listening to the wind on each side of the sea.
Two very different people
Having common habits.
The other four are not bound by common goals.
Speaking different languages paint the fence the same color

And counting on six others
Those who know the answer to the burning question
Whether it's necessary to call for someone else
If the pipes burst
Or if the lights go out

And after sundown, the rest of us
Close their eyelashes and see the triers
In different parts of the same space
All but their common acquaintance
The torn off, shrouded submariner.
Beyond the noosphere.

about the submariner

Take Me Back To The Place I Know

Slidin' Into Home - COMBSTEAD / Robert Grigg

I tried to speak but the air just shook,
Every word I had was one you took. 
The silence hums, but it stays too long
Im not awake.
A thousand faces I can’t mistake.
If love is gone then what am i.
A shadow falling through the sky.
Every word i had, was one you took.
If love is gone then what am i?
It fades too fast but it stays too long.

bardo

i regret that day I told you to pack your things and go away I think about it almost everyday that I really just threw away all your love ,I tear up every time I think about you cause I regret everything I said, and now your gone and I cant do anything to get you back.

regret (prod.neverforever)

based in the north east of England indie rock ,acoustic rock , alt rock

Take Me Back To The Place I Know

82 ( Ian Willis )