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“What you leave as a legacy is not what is etched in stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of others.”
— Anonymous
"So many who were remembered already forgotten, and those who remembered them long gone." 
— Marcus Aurelius (Roman emperor and a Stoic philosopher)

This reflection on the sobering fact that our time on earth for most of us will not impinge upon the memories or future historical knowledge of generations to come, was inspired by a chance remark by my grandson who described an old photo of his younger self as not looking like him at all, and that he suspected his parents had just hung up a photo on the wall of some random boy. He was speaking in jest of course, but what we say can have consequences, and this song is one!

Lyrics:
He was just a random boy in a picture on the wall
No one claimed to know him, or if he was real at all
He was just a random choice to put in that wooden frame
And one day he’ll be replaced by another with another no name

Oh, just a random boy! Just a random boy!
From here or some distant place
But maybe somewhere, maybe sometime
He was more than just a face

Will there ever be some random picture of me on somebody’s wall as well?
Will they dine & drink, make love, take drugs, while I stare, stare but never tell?
I have a name and I have a life, but if they should glance at me
They’ll think I’m just a random boy, there’ll be nothing, nothing else to see

Oh, just a random boy! Just a random boy!
From here or some distant place
But I know somewhere, I know sometime
I was more than just a …

(Random boy) Oblivious (A random boy) Indifferent
(Just a random boy) You stand in a world of your own
But the random boy staring back at you was cast . . .
in flesh and blood and bone ……
In flesh and blood and bone ……
In flesh and blood and ……

Credits:
Music, lyrics & vocals: Michael Sellers 
Guitars & bass; keyboards; drums: Sergio Aguilar
Production, musical arrangement, mixing & mastering: Sergio Aguilar
Cover design: Michael Sellers
Track cover photo: Gabriel Moreno Fortuny

One Singer Left To Mourn

Random Boy

Buy at Bandcamp

C-Night Wranglers

Last but not least.. the title track of the album TOX " Prince Of Darkness "; appeared on more than 15 hardrock/metal samplers worldwide and is still worth listening to.. straight HardRock Number .
Music :  W. Dannemann                 Lyrics:   Pee Gee 
Label: Golden Core Records / published by ZYX-Music    https://youtu.be/jb6GsSGtydo?feature=shared
see also:  apple-music/Spotify/amazon-music/deezer  a.o.

01 Prince Of Darkness

“Apricity Serenade”  by Luke 

The word Apricity ..means  “the warmth of the sun in winter” first used in 1623
It’s been a long cold winter up here in Canada 🇨🇦 
one day the Sun came out inspiring me to write this piece

Keys & Piano & Synthesizer & Viola & Violin by Luke
Created & Composed & Produced by Luke
Music & Track & Album Photos by Luke
Photography & Ai photo by Luke
Beats by Luke©️
S c h ü ß m a n n©️

“Apricity Serenade” by Luke

Texte Français et Google Traduction

LES VRAIS DU FAUX
Ils ont beau dire, ils ont beau faire
Tous leurs sourires sont à l’envers
Beaucoup de trop, et çà se voit
Se sentant haut tant ils s'y croient.
Sous apparence vivent au-dessus
Dans l'insolence voir même plus
Jouant les meilleurs se sentant beaux
En rois de coeur, qui sonnent faux
Riant de tout, même pas marrant
Quand on s’en fout complètement
Ils s’intéressent sans écouter
Et puis ils laissent tout çà tomber.

Dans les amis, nos confidents
Il reste les vrais, heureusement
Pouvoir se dire et franchement
Les beaux, les pires des sentiments.

Ils congratulent dans le mépris,
Nous prennent pour nuls et puis aussi
Sans de scrupule en font leurs vies.
En tête de rang, la bonne place
Tous les gênants ils les déplacent
Se faisant grand  ils les remplacent.
L'hypocrisie en bandoulière
Car çà aussi ils savent la faire
Ils continuent, se croyant fort
Tout au-dessus, voir plus encore.

Dans les amis, nos confidents
Il reste les vrais, heureusement
Pouvoir se dire et franchement
Les beaux, les pires des sentiments.

Tout çà se voit et on le sent 
Alors pourquoi perdre son temps
Laissons tomber une fois pour toute
Plus les garder sur notre route.
Car peu importe, faut avancer
Fermant  nos portes, les oublier
Laissons les dirent, laissons les faire
Prendre un soupir à l'ordinaire
Sentiments sains, bons ressentis
Pour que demain, saine soit la vie.

Dans les amis, nos confidents
Il reste les vrais, heureusement
Pouvoir se dire et franchement
Les beaux, les pires des sentiments.

THE TRUES FROM THE FALSE

No matter what they say, no matter what they do
All their smiles are upside down
Too many, and it shows
Feeling high as they believe in it.
Under appearance live above
In insolence see even more
Playing the best feeling beautiful
In kings of hearts, who ring false
Laughing at everything, not even funny
When we don't care at all
They are interested without listening
And then they drop it all.

In friends, our confidants
There are still the real ones, fortunately
Being able to say oneself and frankly
The beautiful, the worst feelings.

They congratulate in contempt,
Take us for rubbish and then too
Unscrupulously make their lives out of it.
At the head of the row, the right place
All the troublesome ones they move them
Making themselves big they replace them.
Hypocrisy on the shoulder
Because that too they know how to do
They continue, believing themselves strong
All above, even more.

In friends, our confidants
There are still the real ones, fortunately
Being able to say oneself and frankly
The beautiful, the worst feelings.

All this can be seen and felt 
So why waste your time
Let's give up once and for all
No longer keep them on our way.
Because it doesn't matter, you have to move forward
Closing our doors, forgetting them
Let them say it, let them do it
Take a sigh at the ordinary
Healthy feelings, good feelings
So that tomorrow, life will be healthy.

In friends, our confidants
There are still the real ones, fortunately
Being able to say oneself and frankly
The beautiful, the worst feelings.

LES VRAIS DU FAUX

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.  Featuring Alto Saxophone solo, Hammond B3 Electric Organ solo, Vibraphone solo, Trumpet solo. Acoustic Bass. Hammond B3 Electric Organ Rhythm with Bass. Gibson L5 Electric Guitar Rhythm. Acoustic Drums Full kit set. Percussion 22" Zildjian Ride & Crash Cymbals, Brushes.

Cannery Row

Sweetness

Vocals and Lyrics - Ten De Vils
Composition - Uli Stonedigger

https://soundcloud.com/uli-stonedigger/destiny original instrumental version

https://soundcloud.com/ten-de-vils

Destiny - Ten De Vils mix

I have always liked the sound of the flute.
There are many of them. I was looking for a specific sound. 
But I didn't know what it was called correctly. 
Finally, years later, I found the flute I wanted. I was so happy. 
This type of flute is called "Low Whistle C#". Kind of Native American style.
I wanted to add a flute to at least one song.but then it became part of Leafage and was added to several songs. Very unexpected for me.
Also i found myself to play on some percussion (djembe) and Jew's harp (Vargan, Dan Moi)
It brings some Folk vibes to songs. Especially on this one "Resurrection" track


Leafage - Resurrection

I think you may like this , a Gaz Brownie brainwave ( where he gets his ideas from I do not know ! ) Made it into a cracking Alternative Rock song this may be our best yet ! Next up is a lovely Pop Ballad with Kim , then a super track with Dave Cooper ( if I can get SC to distribute it despite excuses not to ! ) It does my head in to be honest ! After that is a belter me and Kim did with Skippy ( Mary Augustson )
So plenty going on , thank you so much for tuning in , it keeps me out of mischief  Ha !
Me and Charlotte still have our album " Hopes and Dreams " out there , give it a blast
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_nWWNcrIRv08J_eEbL7MJ_1UTdMo0MjJLM
https://open.spotify.com/album/78ewrWZjS41XvHT9mFWd6O?si=yDMcRADSSrOdWlanz6UPMw

Blindsided My Dear

Lo que el amor no permite V2

Michael Sellers is a guitar playing singer-songwriter from England, now living and recording songs in Merida, Mexico. 

Landing page: https://linktr.ee/michaelfirthsellers