Name: Inside Your Room by Jonathon Strauss Brenner
Duration: 3 min 32 s
Description: Ugly ambiguity of the one-night stand, I guess.

Whatever the inspiration ...uhm. ....is sounds really good with that lead guitar.

Fluent fingerpicking and performance with nice live vibe. Great musicianship!

Wonderful Song I like your Guitar and Vocals ❤️🎸🎤😊

Wow you are such a talented singer songwriter! One of my fav artists ive come across on SC☺️

Cast of characters:
Mysterious Decibel--@themysteriousdecibel --MD—lyrics and primary vocals

Steve's Planet-- @steve-vervaet --Steve--vocals

TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– sitar

K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara -–Ken–drums and percussion

Llanpsych–@llanpsych–Tez–guitar solo and fills, production, mix

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1 –- Electric Piano, four string fretless bass guitar

  This is a song that Josh wrote on the piano during JJ's hiatus back in August. He got Ken to play the drums, very competently, as always. After Josh had a solid beat, he added the bass. Then he asked Stephen to play some sitar, and add his magic to the brew. Then, we asked MD to come up with some vocals, which he did in his very original, unique style. Finally, after MD had added his vocals, Tez put on the finishing touches with his flaming guitar. Tez also mixed and produced this one for us, expertly. 

  Josh didn't know what to do with this one because Steve gave it a shot, but we couldn't get the idea to gel together. We thought it would be relegated to the shelf, until Miller agreed to give it a whirl. If you're not a lyric reader, I suggest you start with his songs, mainly on his page, but here, as well. However, we did keep Steve's intro vocals, which you hear at the very beginning. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we did making it. 

Lyrics:

Get High!

Just listen to the sound of it all
Here's your wake up call
Jolting the receptors as
They parade the dance hall

Here's a treat for you
A little green nug to get you through

Smoke it
Numb this
All hit
no miss
Smoke it
Numb this
All hit
No miss

So You can sit there on planet earth
While I'll be head first in Saturn's girth
Still Trying to get to the point of rebirth

So sing me a song
A song that sails away
To the shores of the green
Where there's nothing in between

I'll Flick the lighter
When everything is black
Things might get brighter
Or I'll just observe the plaque

Maybe I'll cut me some slack
And melt on the couch with the big Mac
Or maybe even the Mighty Taco pack
With my Feet to the sky, I'm laying back!

Smoke it
Numb this
All hit
No miss

Smoke it
Numb this
All hit
No miss

Smoke it
numb this!

All hit 
No miss!

All Hit No Miss (Eclectic Collective)

Hello, I hope this track will take you on a Dream-Ride! :)

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Future Dreams

'be Strong,

“Dancing in the distance”

おくつきは並びたれどもうつし世に相ひ逢はざりし吾子三人はや
木下利玄 (1886-1925)
出典：『木下利玄全歌集』五島 茂 編　岩波文庫

The graves of three brothers and sisters are side by side. They have never seen each other in this life.
Rigen Kinoshita(1886-1925)
Source: “Complete Collected TANKA(Japanese Short Poem) by Rigen Kinoshita: editing by Shigeru Goto”　Iwanami Shoten Publisher

Art work: RondellMelling via Pixabay

Dancing In The Distance

Remixé pour donner encore plus d'intensité sur la fin (traduit plus bas)
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The compass in our hearts, now
Is spinning out of control, how ?
All calls have been dropped
All the signals stopped

In this moment of silence
(that slowly falls)
we crawl looking for a guidance
(to lead our souls)
All calls have been dropped
All the signals stopped

When we were in the sun
Risking our wings getting burned
We did not realise then 
We'd dug our future grave

When we bought everything 
And wasted all that it could bring
We started wondering in the heat
Who we were going to eat

In pixels and likes, we've grown, but
True connection remains unknown 
All calls have been dropped
All the signals stopped

With individualism's embrace
(that slowly falls)
We are strangers in the same space
(with lonely souls)
All calls have been dropped
All the signals stopped

When we were in the sun
Risking our wings getting burned
We did not realise then 
We'd dug our future grave

When we bought everything 
And wasted all that it could bring
We started wondering in the heat
Who we were going to eat

When we were in the sun
Risking our wings getting burned
We did not realise then 
We'd dug our future grave

When we bought everything 
And wasted all that it could bring
We started wondering in the heat
Who we were going to eat

When we bought everything 
And wasted all that it could bring
We started wondering in the heat
Who we were going to eat

All calls have been dropped
All the signals stopped


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La boussole dans nos cœurs, maintenant
Tourne de façon incontrôlée. Comment ?
Tous les appels ont été interrompus
Tous les signaux se sont arrêtés

Dans ce moment de silence 
(qui tombe lentement)
Nous rampons à la recherche d'un guide
(pour guider nos âmes)
Tous les appels ont été interrompus
Tous les signaux se sont arrêtés

Quand nous étions dans le soleil
Risquant de brûler nos ailes
Nous n'avons pas réalisé alors 
Que nous avions creusé notre future tombe

Quand nous avons tout acheté 
Et gaspillé tout ce que cela pouvait apporter
Nous avons commencé à nous demander dans la chaleur
Qui nous allions manger

En pixels et en likes, nous avons grandi, mais
La vraie connexion reste inconnue 
Tous les appels ont été interrompus
Tous les signaux se sont arrêtés

Avec l'étreinte de l'individualisme
(qui tombe lentement)
Nous sommes des étrangers dans le même espace
(avec des âmes solitaires)
Tous les appels ont été interrompus
Tous les signaux se sont arrêtés

Quand nous étions dans le soleil
Risquant de brûler nos ailes
Nous n'avons pas réalisé alors 
Que nous avions creusé notre future tombe

Quand nous avons tout acheté 
Et gaspillé tout ce que cela pouvait apporter
Nous avons commencé à nous demander dans la chaleur
Qui nous allions manger

Quand nous étions dans le soleil
Risquant de nous brûler les ailes
Nous n'avons pas réalisé alors 
Que nous avions creusé notre future tombe

Quand nous avons tout acheté 
Et gaspillé tout ce que cela pouvait apporter
Nous avons commencé à nous demander dans la chaleur
Qui nous allions manger

Tous les appels ont été interrompus
Tous les signaux se sont arrêtés

All The Signals Stopped

16 - 2-2024

Bilou Quest Passe Passe

You Tell Me

ANARS ! Quand tu te réveilles en te sentant vieux

Words and Music by Edvard Grieg
Vocals and Instrumentals by Layna Claunch

Der Winter mag scheiden, der Frühling vergehn,
der Sommer mag verwelken, das Jahr verwehn,
Du kehrst mir zurück, gewiß, du wirst mein,
ich hab es versprochen, ich harre treulich dein.

Gott helfe dir, wenn du die Sonne noch siehst.
Gott segne dich, wenn du zu Füßen ihm kniest.
Ich will deiner harren, bis du mir nah,
und harrest du dort oben, so treffen wir uns da!

The winter may wane and the springtime may fly and the springtime may fly
The summer may depart and the year may die and the year may die
To me thou wilt return, thou art mine soon or late art mine soon or late
I gave thee my promise and faithfully can wait, and faithfully can wait

God watch over thee at the dawn of each day at the dawn of each day
God bless thee every time that thou kneelest to pray that thou kneelest to pray
I will tarry here for thy coming my love thy coming my love
Or if thou wait'st in heaven I'll meet thee there above
I'll meet thee there above

Solveig's Sang

Ugly ambiguity of the one-night stand, I guess.

Inside Your Room

Welcome to my creative corner. These are song sketches, hoping to write an unknown classic or two. I'm enjoying this virtual open mic. I will listen to your stuff. All original lo-fi demos here recorded on a hand held ZOOM H1, go to YouTube for lots of covers. THANKS FOR LISTENING!

Inside Your Room

Jonathon Strauss Brenner

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