Great track, loving your sound! Would probably be inclined to chop this at around 2:30 or so to lose the dead air at the end. ;-)

Right off the bat, it's my favorite kind of code feeling:)

It seems to take you back in time to the days when rock guitars were at their coolest.

Lovely guitar..love that twang ..cool vibes 🤗

We welcome your feedback!

Composed, produced & performed by Srouly Frank

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The Small Hours

Cover Born to be blue ( 1946) Written by Mel Tormé and Robert Wells. Chet Baker is going to cover in 1965. This version is a tribute to  both.

Born To Be Blue By Sucole & 6qsax

As the old Soviet joke goes, “In the Soviet Union, we know what the future holds. It’s the past that’s always changing.”      (lyrics below, after the song description)                                             
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In this small, quaint college town, the town-gown relationship, for most of the 150 plus years since the college’s founding, had been productive.  The town benefited economically,  & students appreciated the town's charm, history & heritage.   Often on sunny days, classes of students would visit the park at the downtown square, brought by their history professors to learn not only of the town's history, but also about eleven young local men lost in America's Civil War, memorialized by the modest statue of a lone soldier, who had stood like a sentry at the the park's entrance since 1905.

But times change, don't they...
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More Americans died in the American Civil War than in any other war in our country's history, including each of the World Wars.  In my song, the word "Daughters" references the Daughters Of The Confederacy, a women's civic group formed in the 1890's by daughters (and wives & nieces) of men lost in that war.  The attached picture is the inscription on the base of a statue of a uniformed soldier, standing in a park in Dallas, Georgia, a small town 30 miles northwest of Atlanta.
                                                            



Lyrics....
My name is McKenzie, and Jenkins and Embry,
And eight other names you still hear in these parts,
For over a century, I stood quiet at the entry,
On East Main into Lafayette Park,
A plaque was engraved, told why I was placed,
On those gardened grounds,
In this Small American Town.

Commissioned in 1905,
By the Daughters for fathers who died,
I was erected to honor eleven so bold,
Not a single one knowing he’d never grow old,
On these boys account I’d forever stand proud,
Stand sturdy & stout,
In this Small American Town.

The kids from the college on Heritage Hill,
Would hold class in the park’s warm sunshine,
They learned of this cruel war we waged with ourselves,
How 600,000 had died,
And of eleven from here just about their age,
Small farmers & blacksmiths & craftsmen by trade,
None fought for cotton, not one owned a slave,
And they learned why the Daughters placed me on that mound,
To keep those boys’ memories around,
In this Small American Town.

But enlightened new students don’t meet in that space,
Through new glasses old wars just don’t look the same,
Now scholars say men who went off to that war,
Fought not out of duty, but hate,
I feared I’d be forgotten by Heritage Hill,
Yesterday’s soldiers, obscure battlefields,
But alas, rearranged history determined my fate,
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Wise men have long warned of changing the past,
Of purges & vengeance & iconoclasts,
Then one fateful night there was smoke rolling down from the Hill,

Quickly surrounded by torches of fire,
Cursing & spitting & rage in the air,
Rope round my shoulders, a cheer by the crowd,
I came crashing down to the ground….
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An uneasy quiet in the town since that day,
Hushed conversations about how things have changed,
But up on the Hill it’s all smiles & goodwill,
For it’s the 2nd weekend in May,
Ceremonial speeches, awards all around,
Uncles & aunts & parents in town,
To watch the sweet children who torched & burned me to the ground,
Be awarded their caps & their gowns,
In this Small American Town.

Small American Town

The cakewalk was more than a recreational dance; it also gave a chance for enslaved people to ridicule those who tyrannized them.

Photo: Bert Williams and George Walker who popularized cakewalk dancing more than anyone.

Cakewalk Into Town (Taj Mahal)

My Island

The ancient mystery about Men & Women, still trying to figure each other out!

Good luck w that xD

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Samples used

Ella Fitzgerald - You don't know what love is
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3zkYRDMidxA

SRV - Little Wing
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=An4uDegHB8s

Steve Vai - Tender Surrender ( small samples )
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yw74sDWPH7U

Movie - Strangers when we meet (1960)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=19JXVQoQVUw

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Remixed by LS / 2022.

Woman, stop asking me these difficult questions

Darker

A song about the golden age of steam trains. 
A 4-Star Commended Entry in the 'Adult Contemporary' category of the UK Songwriting Contest 2023.

A train is waiting at the station, waiting to take you for a ride,
All you have to do is buy a ticket, where you're going to you decide,
Electric, diesel, inter-city express  ... and steam,
Electric, diesel, inter-city express  ... and steam,
Long time ago there was the steam age, I just about remember when that was,
Travelling with my mum on a steam train, looking back that now seems very odd,
Electric, diesel, inter-city express  ... and steam,
Electric, diesel, inter-city express  ... and steam,
You may recall the Flying Scotsman, it really was the train you couldn't beat,
Travelling up and down the west coast line, fireman generating steam and heat,
Electric, diesel, inter-city express  ... and steam,
Electric, diesel, inter-city express  ... and steam,
Riding on the Great Western Railway, it must have been quite a thrill,
Travelling through all the valleys, steaming up and down the hills,
Electric, diesel, inter-city express  ... and steam,
Electric, diesel, inter-city express  ... and steam,
They call that the golden age of steam, it's hard to do anything but agree
The trains back then caused much pollution, but they were so magnificent to see,
Electric, diesel, inter-city express  ... and steam,
Electric, diesel, inter-city express  ... and steam,
Now we have the modern trains to go on, buy your ticket on your mobile phone,
All the trains are usually quite fast now, taking people to and from their homes,
Electric, diesel, inter-city express  ... and steam,
Electric, diesel, inter-city express  ... and steam,
A train is waiting at the station, waiting to take you for a ride,
All you have to do is buy a ticket, where you're going to you decide,
Electric, diesel, inter-city express  ... and steam,
Electric, diesel, inter-city express  ... and steam,
Electric, diesel, inter-city express  ... and steam,
Electric, diesel, inter-city express  ... and steam,
Inter-city express, inter-city express.

Inter-City Express

Inter-City Express (Graham Williams)

Image created by me.
https://www.deviantart.com/leehon/art/Bake-Kujira-s-Woes-951581025

Crookedness

Close Caller - Remastered

Reverb Noir. Haunted landscapes from music city.

The Small Hours

Sound Over Shadow

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