Soundcloud Tuesday 🎶

Quick 1 minute jam over A minor blues backing track. Backing track is from dolphinstreet.com . 

Minute Blues #5 (Kip Brockett)

A love song to my Aria Pro II U-60-T, Sara, who has been with me for 34 years. 
If such a thing as the „Self“ exists, she brings out mine, and plays it.
I tried out an EQ plugin on the guitars; Pushtec 5+1A, by Leftover Lasagne, and it was really good, with lovely presets.
Latency is a problem on a rhythmical piece like this one. Both the Audio-Interface kind, and the brain-neuron-send info to hand  kind. But I think I made up for it, by being a bit creative, and the mix is ok.

The Self Playing Guitar

Home made demo version.

Lyrics:

The winter moon burns cold and bright
see the shadows I cast in its clean light
I was just a morning star

All the colors on the sky 
oh how you promised me before I fly
but you were just an evening star

But its all the same to you
its all the same to me 
cause I’m a ghost to you
and you’re a ghost to me

I missed that sacred star before
never opened up that heavy door
to the room where I hide my heart

Now’s it my cold hand that’s far to much
or the world that lies behind its touch
I can see your wild and troubled heart

But its all the same to you
its all the same to me 
cause I’m a ghost to you
and you’re a ghost to me

A part of this song that’s never heard
keeps a gateway to a different world
now crumbles in my hand to dust

But its all the same to you
its all the same to me 
cause I’m a ghost to you
and you’re a ghost to me

Ghosts - demo

Off-Topic

Breathe, Breathe, Ya Gotta Breathe
Take a Breath, Its what ya Need.

Ya Gotta Breathe

Based in Örnsköldsvik, Sweden, Oskar Strömberg is a singer/songwriter with his musical roots in the americana and indie-folk scene. With an introspective style, he writes sentimental tunes about the endeavors and worries of everyday life, along with an underlying longing for rural escape and the passive peacefulness of nature. 

"The contrast between the beautiful, broad, unalloyed peace of Nature—calm, passive, silent, unfathomable,—and our own everyday worries—paltry, sorrow-laden, strife-tormented, puts me beside myself as I keep staring at the hazy, distant, blue line of trees which fringe the fields across the river."
-Rabindranath Tagore

As a self-produced multi-instrumental artist, Oskar writes, records, plays all the instruments and produces all of his own material.