You have a really unique voice, the whole sound reminds me somewhat of Fleetwood Mac (big compliment). Helen x

Wow!  So good, had to listen twice.  Brilliant stuff!

Great guitarsound - i love your voice its divine 🤩🤩🤩🥰🥰🥰🥰

Love your voice. Great song and performance 👏👏

A song for those low moments!

Have a listen to the wonderful creations of @candyside-arcade
Their sensitiveside https://soundcloud.com/candyside-arcade/moment-one

Please don't despair there are darker things in this
world that could take you there
When daylight breaks across the lawn
And you breathe the pristine, scented dawn
You'll know we care
Reach out your hand and we'll be there

Please don't be low
There are better places in this world you know that you can go
Then the moon lights up the path ahead
And the jamine blossoms fill your head
You'll feel we know
Raise your eys to the afterglow

You hitched a ride and that's our gift

Please don't lose hope
There are bigger fools in this world to supply sufficient rope
IN the midday heat you'll rest a while
Brush the noble camomile and smile
Your spirits lift
You hitched our ride and that's our gift

You hitched our ride and that's our gift

The Gift

Lazarusch

We had met for a jam session without plan and purpose during the last sunny Saturday afternoon last year. By the time of this recording, we hadn't known that soon we would want to go for pee break, that the studio door is self closing, that the key was left in the studio, and that we would end up with nothing but the clothes on ourselves, one face mask and a bit of cash, and that we would spend the rest of the day waiting in front of some pub until it would open because there were rumors that some Tim working there has another key.

Andrè Gärtner, bass
Martin Söhnlein, drums https://soundcloud.com/martin-s-1
FL, piano

Cover art by Katarzyna Von Kopytko (obviously she made jokes of my scribbling inabilities).

Fun fact 18 days after publishing: Martin just showed up at our place this morning, he had lost his keys, wallet, phone etc. again. I served him a glass of water.

The Band Without Keys

ONLY HERE FOR THE RIDE

A fun collaboration with the talented and inspiring
https://soundcloud.com/todd_wilder

Physical

Physical (Todd Wilder & Libby Laksmi)

Sensors Off

Hey… thanks for dropping by. This is a simple Blues song. Songs, such as this, happen when I find myself in a songwriting slump. Lack of inspiration and ideas exacerbate the situation, pushing me back to the Blues. I grumpily relent then wallah, a song. And what better Blues theme than relationships? Seems I mine that gold often, which maybe says more about me than I’d like to reveal. But who cares? It’s the Blues. Here, Winter will not let go. Bitter, unrelenting winds, near horizontal snowfall, and minus 18F tonight. I looked outside this morning and a rabbit was waiting by the front door for me to put some carrots out. All the birds were hunkered down in thick pines, except for some ravens scavenging the neighborhood. There were some high flying geese as well, that flew by. They always seem to panic in the frigid weather. It almost sounds like they’re honking… ‘let’s get outta here.’ I don’t blame them. The deer are more wary now for some reason, and I only see their frozen tracks and fresh tree/sapling rubbings. I wrapped a couple trees to protect them, buried others in snow, but left 4 where they had scraped the bark bare. I will probably have to cut those trees down, but will wait to see if they survive. After getting some garden carrots for the rabbit, I decided to shovel some snow and work on my ice beard. It was cold enough today that condensation from my breath froze on my beard. They have an ice beard competition here and post pics of the best ones. There are some maniacs who stay out in the cold to ‘grow’ solid ice beards, and a chance at winning. Some have icicles hanging off their chin. No cheating with pouring water on your beard. Just having snow blowing into your beard along with some condensation from breathing. I let my face thaw out, when I came inside. Later in the afternoon… I walked down the the mailbox in the wind and there were tiny little horizontal icicles on the latch. I had to walk around a semi truck, completely blocking the road. The truck driver tried to turn onto our street and got stuck in a deep snowdrift. A neighbor came down and pulled the semi out with his tractor. I watched for a bit, then headed home. So now I am glad I am inside. Take care, Mark

Lammbone's Album

Wrong Turn Blues

https://youtu.be/y3QlviN7SYE
https://soundcloud.com/180881/mmxxiiivixiiiccssbl

MMXXIIIIVXXVIIIBKWRM

Plaza Nada is the pointless, useless meeting place for when all is gone, where there is nothing left, the dark, barren, cold, ashen, aftermath of obliteration.  A cross-project "collaboration" in the works.

Plaza Nada [DEMO]

On Laws and Spider's Webs

Tomorrow I will take the light 
and bend it 'round my day

Tomorrow I will walk ahead
and let your phantom fade

cause I know you are happy
without me
without me

The jury in my head
is begging me to lock 
the thought of innocence away
but the judge is 
torn between her gut
it disagrees with 
the facts displayed

Oh, I was nasty
I was so mad
now you probably hate me
but I love you still
I love you still

I know you are happy
without me
without me

Tomorrow I will take the light 
and force it 'round my day
tomorrow i will walk ahead
but recognize that messes will be made

These chemical thoughts
they put me here
These chemical thoughts
they put me here
These chemical thoughts
they put me here
it could be so simple

could be so simple

Oh Man, We are not being here much, missing so much here! So busy, kiddos homeschool now. I do need to remember this wonderful cloud of kindness and wonderful food for our heads and hearts. If we miss your notes, it’s because we are in a whirlwind of suburban chaos. We will be here forever, but maybe sporadic these next few years. Thanks for existing here Soundcloud Fam! ❤️ ❤️ ❤️

Two introverts trying to share music from our hearts, while getting our egos busted and our hearts inspired hearing all of the beautiful music here :)
I think we do bouncy brown or melancholy folk,  and sometimes obnoxiously cheerful folk pop rock.

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