Fabulous. Love the way you've recorded it too. Very portal like 🙌🏽🔆 ☘️

Your Mix 2

Hi - some thoughts:
I do not think that there are any monsters! - or...am I wrong???
I took this lunar image one quiet magical morning in Lubeck
Lyrics:
The Moon - a magic satellite

The light when the moon will  rise may sometimes be so scary,
it shines as of silver and casts shadows that are deep
it feels like You wander through a world of fairy tales
but don't be afraid - no monsters will show up
but don't be afraid - no monsters will show up


There are a lot of thoughts about - where this ”planet” comes from
it is not a planet - it is a satellite to the earth
It was probably created by a collision with a star
but don't be afraid - no monsters will show up
but don't be afraid - no monsters will show up


the moon is considered to be the ruler of emotions
it is the foundation of our spiritual mind 
It symbolizes the mysterious and the supernatural force
but don't be afraid - no monsters will show up
but don't be afraid - no monsters will show up

The Moon - a magic satellite

Yesterday - The Beatles (Joe Franz Cover)

Tricksters triumph over the serpant and eat good.

Swamp Rabbits

written by Netta&Mcgill
a little song about appreciation and sticking together............thanks for listening and merry christmas


you're the blue up in my sky
the twinkle in the eye
aint no mountain seem too high
when you are by my side

you're the no and i'm the yes
you're the answer i'm the guess
everything just seems a mess
without you by my side

sometimes the days aint long enough
to do what we gotta do
and get on with what really matters
like taking care of me and you

my island in the sun
a place to hide when i'm on the run
i could easily come undone
without you by my side

cool me down like summer rain
seek me out when i'm lost again
among enemies you're my friend
who stands right by my side

like a dusty road that never ends
the long goodbye, to part as friends
just know that we'll meet again
and we'll walk side by side

Side X Side

from J.S. Bach's cantata, "Heart and Mouth and Deed and Life" BWV147

Jesu Joy of Man's Desring

Jesu Joy of Man's Desiring

....I hope he will forgive the presumption...
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This little project only stirred into life when graced with the pulse of Debbie's wonderful accompaniment and the breath of David's visionary arrangement and production.  Thank you both, dear friends.

Find Debbie's piano music here: https://soundcloud.com/debra_buesking
and David's guitar music here: https://soundcloud.com/david-dunhamuser589535203
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.... Inspired By Mr. Pärt's Spiegels

Dear God, just look at the state of you - what the hell happened?
Did time do that all by itself?
Chiselled and scraped with gentle, temporal strength?
Yesterdays now patterned well with telling tales of wear and tear.
Always took such good care that you ticked every health kick box
But all the ticks collect their tocks, bundling up the time we thought was dangling spare.

And wrinkly skin comes out to play, crafting plots with crumpled neurons badly frayed, and
Liver spots about the edges worn of happy recollections,
Waltzed away, invisible to the swinging of that penduled clock.
Take your eyes off it for just a minute and you’ve lost a day, 
And then a decade’s worth of wry reflections,
Lovingly to fold them up and let them lie in memory’s pocket.

Those lines that contour of your brow, a biography of creases now
And all cut down so very deep.
Each epidermal void crevasse life’s stylus tracks a scratching past
Evinces of a record no mortal hard re-format could delete.
And of your eyes, sallow yellowed at the margins, framed by corvid feet
Rigid-set to well outlast whatever bargained span of life your good Lord deems replete.

As if your face lampoons of age itself, wrecked and bent
Of scars that trace minutiae, carved in master sculptors’ stone
And none too soon, for just that task and that alone, recording compressed of the past..
We both know well which ones are smiles and which the pain that heaven sent,
The former few, soft of the flesh, the many others sunk unto the very bone,
The harshest welt of any sole upon the universal cobbler’s last.

But does it help to so reflect, or but to hurry time’s neglect?
Of such consideration circles wrapped in worry tearing down
All edifice of self respect, the towering pit of pity comes once more to town,
Parades a circus fine of talents, self deprecating jestered clowns
And galloping horses all the while stampede about the rounded ropes
Vespered peace forever sought, just out of reach, concedes of futile, now confounded hopes.

So what of forward self projection, folding the creases back behind
And out of sight to speculation on future solaced peace of mind?
Perhaps again the crashing wall of fast reality, solid bricked
Determines upward focus but to fall, as if to gravity’s grounded truth 
Tricked of consequential solitude, rimed of age, aching of the aged sick
No respite there nor rectitude as once you found in torrid youth.

But perhaps I’m speaking out of turn and out of place,
For though your memories sear and burn as if to carbonise some worthwhile trace of validity
On that unholy visage lit by lives lived long before….
It matters not and changes nought, not a jot nor yet a thought
For you and I know better than to seek a settled score from comment fair
After all, you are I, staring back at me from the mirror mounted there.

.... Inspired By Mr. Pärt's Spiegels ... With Debra Buesking and David Dunham

12/17/2024

What I Want To Tell You

Video; youtu.be/Qb6qXsBT7Lg

Made in #Ableton (December 2024)

Genres;
#Electronic
#Ethno
#Experimental

A Call For Peace

ah si la musique pouvait adoucir même les cœurs durs! (un nouveau pop rock, avec le piano électrique et le flügelhorn)

sweet hard heart

Irish blessing (Bob Chilcott)

8/8tel      C3
GCGC

             G                 C
May the road rise to meet you
               G                             C
May the wind be ever at you back
               G                       C              D
May the sun shine warm upon your face
               G                                  C       aeae
And the rain fall soft upon your fields
            G                   C     D
And until we meet again
         G                                   a                               D
May god hold you, may god hold you , may God hold you
a                 C                 D
Ever in the palm of his hand

2 mal beim zweiten mal:
a                  C                G
Ever in the palm of his hand

CGCG


irish blessing (Bob Chilcott)

A new composition.......a bit of acoustic blues
Lyrics:

Before I was born, I was just a whisper
Floating through the ether, no pulse, no picture
After I die, I will fade like a dream
Caught in silence, or part of a stream

Born with a silver spoon, or a hand-me-down coat
Every thread of our story, a fragile little boat
We sail through the storms, in this ocean of time
Seeking the answers in verses and rhymes

So, in between, oh what must we do
The choice to be good or let darkness break on through
Are we lost in the shuffle, or dancing by chance
Is it fate that decides, or a scripted romance

Years rolled on, from zero to sixty-eight
Moments like sand, slipping through fate
We count every heartbeat, we measure each year
As the clock starts to tick down, who do we hold dear

In this tapestry woven of laughter and pain
Some say they seek purpose, while others just remain
In the fleeting existence, we search for the light
As we walk through the shadows, till the end of the night


So, in between, oh what must we do
The choice to be good or let darkness break on through
Are we lost in the shuffle, or dancing by chance
Is it fate that decides, or a scripted romance
Is it fate that decides, or a scripted romance

Music and Lyrics by Len Bennati FM Folk 2025

So In Between (Remaster)

Better No

Two Forms Under A Shady Tree

There we were waiting
As it always seems to be
The evening closing in around us
Distance as far as the eye could see
We held each other tightly
A warning to the insinuating cold
That this here between us
Will become a storied tale of old

Our time is now and before us
Were bound together and will forever be
Two forms under a shady tree
Two forms under a shady tree

The snowflakes did their dance
In ringlets and spirals they fell
Forming upon every surface
A cocoon preserving yesterday well
But today was a new day
That projects what lay ahead
So hand slides into hand
And head leans against head

Our time is now and before us
Were bound together and will forever be
Two forms under a shady tree
Two forms under a shady tree

It's the burden for time now
To pose its weary questions and try to dispel
Like every union ever made
That had risen before they fell
But make no mistake for this is a special one
Poised and ready to take its stand
To assign itself victorious
And tread the hourglass of sand

Our time is now and before us
Were bound together and will forever be
Two forms under a shady tree
Two forms under a shady tree

We took that arduous journey
That's claimed many a pair
We emerge in the wake of every discord
Undisturbed by avarice or lack of care
The morning sun shines brightly
As the trees stretched to meet the day
We smile as we whisper in each other's ear
The only words we've ever needed to say

Our time is now and before us
Were bound together and will forever be
Two forms under a shady tree
Two forms under a shady tree
____
JS

Two Forms Under A Shady Tree

The Weight

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Mr. Big - Wild World

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!
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For many years I concentrated on painting, but meanwhile I come back to music more and more. I always like to connect the different mediums, also writing lyrics. I play several instruments with main instrument classical guitar. I'm no singer, but sometimes I like to send a message.
I enjoy your music on SC very much and often hear my likes. It's much better then the mainstream.  Many thanks to you all!
Hope, you enjoy my music too:)
You can buy some albums on Bandcamp.

Want to have a look at my paintings? Go on my website:

irish blessing (Bob Chilcott)

Gabriele C. Kunz

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