Love the energy in this guitar tone! Excellent rhythms

Love the reverb 🤍 Beautiful guitars & composition

Excellent Sound ,Amazing  Guitars!!👌👌💥💥💫

To blossom or to be a blossom, whether verb or noun, involves timing. Here's to wishing that your time is now. So sit back and let yourself enfold.

Synths, synth guitar, piano, cello, bass, and keyboard set to gentle beats of shaker, conga, bongo, djembe, and tambourine with the occasioinal hi-hat and kick at a very chill 60 bpm.

Blossom

https://open.spotify.com/intl-ja/track/3A0iDF1VasIoNHj4cNinTd
Hey friends! 
I posted a new song! I would be happy if you could follow me on Spotify too!

Mad 2023

Cast of Characters:
cgmaness-- @user-419254289-15129531 –- Chris-- acoustic guitar, electric guitar, bass, drums, composition
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)-- @josh-clary-1: – piano, lap slide
                                       
 This song began by Chris writing it with his acoustic guitar at the beginning of last summer. He passed it along to me, who added the piano and slide parts. Then Chris got it back and added the rhythm section of bass and drums, along with some electric accents. It's been a few months since we've released a collaboration together, not by choice, but because of our busy lives. We have been working on this one for about half a year, trying to add and cut other elements into it. We ended up deciding to put out a simpler version, which is what you hear here. It's been a long time coming, and is our final offering of 2023. It's been a great year of sharing music with all of you out there in SoundCloud land. I appreciate all of your ears, support, and sharing of your talents. We hope you enjoy listening to this one as much as we enjoyed making it. Happy new year 2024!
P.s. Everyone should check out Chris's slightly different version on his page. It features him singing, and is a very cool treat indeed! Chris is in my top three creators on the whole Cloud. If you're not familiar with him, do yourself a favor and check out what he has on offer.

Between Stations (with cgmaness)

Downtown. Streetside bars. Instrumental. Kind of a latin/blues/jazz thing that morphed into hard rock, then synth pop.
Credits: Freesound for street/crowd samples. Gencraft image.

Streetside

Slice of life.

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at the party
in your kaftan

hesitating never knowing what to say

sunday morning
ruffled pillows

what just happened, am i waking all alone
was i dreaming how come i can’t find my phone

heart is racing
head is spinning

my new boyfriend i don’t even know your name
be my boyfriend never thought i’d play this game
listen boyfriend you have left me overthrown
be my boyfriend you can even keep the phone

Boyfriend

words and music K Gennery


little bird, guess you have flown
over many an ocean exploring the globe

please be my eyes cause ill never see
the seven wonders of the world describe them to me
when you come back
ill be waiting for you

little bird tell me where have you been
have you circled the earth hey what have you seen

good or bad happy and sad
does it make you confused as the news does to me
when you come back
ill be waiting for you

tell me is it true what they say
that the lungs of our planet are being cut away

when you come back
ill be waiting for you
when you come back
ill be waiting for you

Little Bird

After Dark

I just posted a silly tune because I needed cover for this one -- it's pretty heavy.  It's about a neighbor who has ALS, which is one of the worst diseases that anyone could get. Sorry if this is too somber, it kinda had to get done.

Artwork by Carlos Cardona -- Jukar:  https://www.instagram.com/stories/jukarcardona/
https://www.flickr.com/photos/133332765@N07/

Marking Time
the first misstep is a vital sign
but you can never know if it was just the fault of wine
how you missed it doesn't matter anymore anyhow
just rest your eyes and breathe for now

the tiny comforts of each day
the simple pleasures that remain 
binding soul to body
until the morning that this all goes away

I'm only marking time till the day that the end is in sight
I won't there to hold your hand like you're holding mine
and it's tearing me up inside

I think she's out there working on another plan
she thunders through the day with all these papers and phone in hand
as if some new ray of science
will shine a light on what we don't understand

every morning birds singing outside my window
sunlight shining down into my eyes
I know I'll never see the faces of children
born to my own child
but if I'll see you in another life know that I'm satisfied

the tiny comforts of each day
these simple pleasures that remain 
while I'm soul in body
until the morning that this all goes away

I'm only marking time till the day that the end is in sight
I won't there to hold your hand when it's your time
I'll be there on the other side

Marking Time

Video;
youtu.be/1-FGq6953PY

Made in #Ableton (February 2024)

Genres;
#Electronic
#EDM
#Experimental

Behind The Mirror

Video; youtu.be/Gfu_VF8iwkQ

Made in #Ableton (February 2024)

Mini-album; hega.bandcamp.com/album/show-me-your-way

Genres;
#Experimental
#Ambient
#Ethno
#Electronic

Show Me Your Way

Piano/instrumental composition, and piano: Debra Buesking @debra_buesking
Melody composition for the voice, photo and voice: Oddrun Eikli
Studiowork: Arne Hiorth
Poem: Robert Frost (1874-1963)

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Robert Lee Frost (født 26. mars 1874 i San Francisco i California, død 29. januar 1963 i Boston i Massachusetts) var en amerikansk poet. Han ble tildelt Pulitzerprisen fire ganger, henholdsvis i 1924, 1931, 1937 og 1943.

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening. Debra Buesking and Oddrun Eikli.

Reverb Noir. Haunted landscapes from music city.

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