A beautiful stream of consciousness that evokes the song title, love the vocal delivery!

Excellent Jazzy song with a very nice vocal, well done Paul !

This is a very well written and performed song. I love it!

this is very well written, without fear , a brave song , you too have a great voice sir .

not want to die old or young or between the two. Grief and loss and most of all forever without you. I love your lyrics.

Well I almost scrapped this song but after 3 weeks writing words, and then realizing how fun it is to sing, i kept it. I'm trying to figure out how to add a little lightheartedness to my music, but i think this one just turned out creepy lol. NOTE:  I always felt a little uncomfortable with the words, i just really didn't like them, so I reworked the chorus and a few other lines, and rerecorded the vocals. It seems a little better now...
 

I've seen my own worst enemy
Every night just staring back at me
Through the mirror with such animosity
And baby, it drives me crazy
I don’t understand what’s with this guy,
He don’t know that he’s alive
He combs his hair on the wrong side

I don’t expect you to understand,
But I’ve got these hammers for my hands
I like to start with everything
and smash away what I don’t need
and scattered all around are the pieces off of me
oh baby can’t you see what this done has to me

It’s a strange strange situation 
I need a little information
If it’s real or just imagination
Don’t say it’s so, I can’t believe 
Its down to you and me again
Up against the world my friend
Who can say   how this will end
 
It’s 3am and you’re slamming doors
Cause ‘I don’t speak your language anymore’
While I’m on my knees picking pieces
Of me up off the floor, 
I can’t lose much more, these pieces could be the last of me,
I wish I could see the way you see
is there anything left in this debris

Hammer Hands

https://chrisjuno.bandcamp.com/track/celestial-archipelago

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Lonely Space Pianist - Μοναχικός Πιανίστας Του Διαστήματος

This song is a result of trans-Pacific cooperation at it's best. my his friend Mikey McFaffington, of Geelong, Australia, sent me some guitar chords and a smoking sax riff. I took them both, added an arrangement, bass, organ, guitar, and a beat. This is the result. We hope you like it. You can find Mikey on here, too, under his name. 

Far and Wide (with Mikey McFaffington)

Inspired by Electrometis Fiona Greasley
On Bandcamp.

Shoegazers Anonymous

Easy Mix
Originally I wrote and recorded this in the 1990s for a theater piece.
Remastered in 2022
Music + Lyrics: Hubert Krumm aka c r u m i u s
Solo guitar played by Rainer Hanke

If you like you can buy the digital track in high quality here:
https://crumius.bandcamp.com/track/out-of-order-easy-mix


Außer Kontrolle

Du bist der Mann, der Mann der alles kann
Du bist der Mann der alles kann – Man(n)

Du weißt genau was immer du tust
hast alles im Griff, doch manchmal auch nicht

Außer Kontrolle, Außer Kontrolle
Außer Kontrolle bist manchmal auch du

Du bist der Mann, der Mann der alles kann
Du bist der Mann der alles kann – Man(n)

Du weißt genau was immer du tust
hast alles im Griff, doch manchmal auch nicht

Außer Kontrolle, Außer Kontrolle
Außer Kontrolle bist manchmal auch du

Du bist der Mann, der Mann der alles kann
Du bist der Mann der alles kann – Man(n)
Du bist der Mann, der Mann der alles kann
Du bist der Mann der alles kann – Man(n)

Außer Kontrolle, Außer Kontrolle
Außer Kontrolle bist manchmal auch du

Du bist der Mann, der alles kann 
Der Mann, der Mann der alles kann

Du bist der Mann, der Mann der alles kann – Man(n)
Du bist der Mann der alles kann – Man(n)

Außer Kontrolle, Außer Kontrolle
Außer Kontrolle bist manchmal auch du

Du bist der Mann der alles kann – Man(n) (repeat)
Außer Kontrolle, Außer Kontrolle (repeat)

Out of Order (easy mix)

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Out of Order (easy mix) - 1990s Vintage

Endless Night Of Dreams

Ultra

The Recursives give I'm a Believer some welly 
We’re just Monkeeing about 🙃

https://youtube.com/watch?v=LaPcTocijeA&feature=shares

I'm A Believer - The Recursives

This music goes with the 3rd chapter of a tale I'm writing and illustrating. I just published it here: https://ariad-music.com/textes/chapitre-3-guruguss/ It is in french, but I guess google translate or deepl can do a decent job for translating. This is the story of a headless character who explores the world of dreams in order to find again his head. In this third chapter, he discovers he's not alone in this situation and follows a guru. I did the music tonight with my keyboard, really simple, only MIDI/VST tracks. 

Quick resume to explain the music:
00:00 - 00:15: The headless character is happy, he believes he found his head.
00:15 - 01:30: His friend the magical bird reveals him that he just hallucinated. He tries to console him and bring him to the crooked city. 
01:30 - 03:40: The headless character find a group of headless people watching a show. He joins them and listen to a guru's speech.
03:40 - 07:10: Enchanted, he enters in the guru's spaceship, listen some of his bullshit speech and then realizes this sect is not great. The others reject him and he sees how shitty looks in reality their spaceship. 
07:10 - 07:40: Finally, even if he didn't find his head, he's happy like this.

Gourou

These songs are influenced by images from the poem Dover Beach by Matthew Arnold. I’m not sure how this poem came to me, I’m not a big reader of poetry, but there is is. I used several images from the poem to name the songs, as well.

The Tide is Full

The Light Gleams And Is Gone

MlCK and l made this song over two years ago--He most generously agreed to let me Publish---You may have heard lt at his address- We both Love thls song very much, And we hope you do too!!:):)

Production and all orchestrations By Teth Sin
Lyrics and Singing ------by Stonerjazz

The Maestro

captured in the eddy of the river bright, the still life painted with the colors of the soul, the dead-eyed and the damaged wander through the landscape of the misty light without compassion for our plight.

even in the darkest night there’s drops of paint, notes from my guitar, and tiny light that usher in such lush delights, though worthless in the merchants eye, the maestro has the wings to fly…

it’s a big mess, got a hole in my chest, taken down and crushed like apples in a press, i confess to everything i’ve ever done. every single one of us… on the run.

when minds are quiet, the stink of revolution floats in the air, and the overlords they waste away in deep despair… slippin in the deep end not so quietly. fantastic sights!!
tin can rattle in the back, living in a tiny shack, standing in the middle of a two lane blacktop gazing at a cloud i saw some thirty years ago.

Endless Night Of Dreams

Paul Haas

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