cool track, beautiful solo. play on.  (<:

Lovely tune. Epic guitar playing as ever!

Lovely playing, and I dig this arrangement.

Fun funky tune inspired by the notion that everything has an effect on everything no matter where in the universe. Nobel prize in physics 2023.....spooky science

Entanglement

As we go round and round on a spinning globe, let’s enjoy the ride. In my world, sometimes it's a slow dance. Or a tango.

Acoustic guitars, reverb pianos, keyboard, synths, and jazz bass set to hip hop beats at 65 bpm.

© 2023 SUNNYBECK

Merry-Go-Round

( για τους επόμενους )
Without foreplay
Fuck the judges
We will go against it!
While the clear ones are spinning,
Their blue ones are twisted and shoved under the court ...
Eternal as groot,
But we still need soil...
Have you ever known here what a riot is, and what it will be...
Octopus after octopus; a cycle of destruction;
"Open your bags, show your hands;
That's the greenie zip,
If we had Islam, we would be armless."

Do not solder this abyss
By big actions,
Hunger cannot be appeased with cereals,
Minds cannot be awakened by corpses,
Now you are on telescopes
under magnifying glasses;
Running under bullets, intrigues of murder - the picture of the century ...
for years in the womb until it bursts.
Bullion Stacks
Bodies in the furnace
Construction sites and traffic jams 
Strings and bits are long
Slim as a
ghettoboy "What's wrong with you"

Steadfast as Zarathustra,
Alex and Abubakar Salim are fused together;
I am from the very origins,
Peoples kneading is thick,
The servants of the narrow are empty in their souls...
Tied to the main flaw of the world
And as luck would have it, it was impossible to choose;
They won't break me or us anyway 
Clans of squalid old freaks,
Bloodthirsty men and women, grandfathers and babies...
ass owners do not share with everyone, only with the guys who warm themselves in their bed.
Anti-Semites and gays
According to the work in the media
About family values,
Turn around bitches! This Sin is also being molded on you.

If there was a god, he would have been resurrected long ago
And bombs wouldn't fly to Odessa...
I've been fucking the system for years,
I'm a veteran here.
Ibuprofen Pallets;
I'm going to the beats again for something...
"..What if the tickets go missing?.."
And we are wrapped in a pool,
Flying from the waterfall
And there are no shoots nearby,
And there's nowhere to drop the anchor,
I am the fifth Avenger since the beginning,
Paranoia guards: "there is a raid everywhere ...",
And So there is little Air,
With me, only maself is next to me..,
There are corpse rows in my head,
They begged for mercy;
Today you are red everywhere, you are not welcome everywhere...
and I would like to serenade my muses in Naples...

The vipers still have their pockets full
Evening, 9 pm, windows are closed, but I'm catching space signals,
Stories arise from the void...
I run when I have the authority,
I'm healing my head with lines,
Who calls where on a sunny day? ..,
I think I'll spend it with my daughters.
A Bedouin in the desert, there are not even two of us..;
I'm building sand castles, everything is new in the morning ...
A couple of exploits count,
I can see right through the Goldfields...
don't forget it's dangerous to be close,
You won't notice and they'll squeeze you.
A relative of Kingston;
Layers of snow ice and mud in me;
The remaining risk is substantial,
Everyone was warned in advance,
".Was it not enough for six in the morning and a handful of faggots
with amazed witnesses?.."
If it weren't for the beats and if it weren't for you..;
Killed so much in yourself..;
And from now on everything is different,
Better get the clip ready,
I wanted to build my own emirate,
I was kind of glad,
But things quickly went downhill,
Jumpcut and again that totalitarian apparatus;
I'm not a collaborator, but there are gods.,
To whom the mic would have passed;
And we will lay a melody of paradise in your ears,
It's not for the labels and it's not for the money.,
The notes are eternal,
Live carelessly,
Don't be the same,
Have a core,
Mon ami,
Take care of the locals,
Feed the poor,
Fight the demons,
Either alone or with those,
Don't run from the shadows,
Tear down the walls!
-
We're from the vagina to the grave 
We fly with the wind of balida...

It wasn't as lucky as Ishmael.
With these waves I have
Obsession, like pe***il's.
Cold as Antarctica in summer;

Rockets, planets, the cult of hunger - what are we talking
about When wars are still going on,
When do people warm instant noodles..?

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Strangers

Evening Solo

I’m Here Alone (instrumental version)

Having a little more fun,  Happy weekend!

A Shady Palm - Jamie Rhind

So many covers of this song...we had to jump n the wagon!

Raggle Taggle Gypsy

John Stone: lyrics, lead vocal, backing vocals, piano
Alfredo Salvatori: music, backing vocals, guitars, bass, synth 

Produced by Alfredo Salvatori 


Runaway 

She was born in a town on the border,
Raised for the fourth of July,
She knew within 
She didn’t  fit in
Don't know why. 

She didn’t go looking for trouble,
But trouble was always round,
It was always the same,
No-one to blame
Was what she always found. 

Runaway and maybe you’ll find somewhere, a place,
A place to stay and feel that  you’re safe in your own space. 

She moved to a part of the country,
That soon didn’t want her around,
It wasn’t long before she’s moving on
Southern bound, from town to town to town. 

Met a young man by the roadside,
She just couldn’t run anymore,
He listened to all that she said
That no-one ever listened to before. 

Runaway and maybe you’ll find somewhere, a place,
A place to stay and feel that you’re safe in your own space,
But if the demons that you are running from are strong,
Then in your head you’ll find that they’ll follow on and on. 

She thought about all he had shown her,
And sensing her journey’s end,
She realised the safest place
Is where you finally find a friend. 

So don’t runaway and maybe you’ll find somewhere, a place,
A place to stay and feel that  you’re safe in your own space.



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Runaway

Runaway (Alfredo Salvatori + John Stone)

For those who love Jules Verne... While trying ideas for Debra Buesking's Nautilus, I wrote down this text, and later found that Dave Rose's nostalgic instrumental provided a nice ambiance to sing it. Dave was kind enough to allow me to use it.

Seagulls recorded by Bruno Auzet.

** Nautilus Lost **

From the depths of despair
and the maelstroms of emotions
Captain Nemo rammed the ships
for the sake of revenge.

Searching the oceans for a vague relief
he roamed the deep an crushing emptyness.
He fought, encircled by giant squids,
once imprisoned by treacherous  ice.

He searched for the ships
that flew on their stern the hated flag.
He scored in vain.
He could not heal the pain he felt for his slaughtered children,
the sorrow for his murdered wife.
He rammed the ships
and watched them go down
as sunsets of his lonely life.

Nautilus Lost (based on Dave Rose's instrumental "Loss")

siren summons

Almost a quarter of a century has passed and now they met again to play their music.

The duet “Two From The Past” is two musicians who once in the 90s fruitfully played guitar music together and, in subsequent years, each of them followed his own musical path.
And now, after a quarter of a century, they met again to play their wonderful music together.  This meeting and the amazing music that was the fruit of this meeting owes much to the high professionalism and support of Saer Production, with the support of which these songs are created and released.
Each of the duo members has their own characteristic musical style.  The combination of these styles has given rise to that unique and recognizable sound "Two From The Past" that you can hear here.

Email: 2frompast@mail.ru

I’m Here Alone (instrumental version)

Two From The Past

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