Excellent Eighties Vibes, very cool lyrics, so true

Beautiful retro -future beat  - - -- -- - - -  - catchy and a little disturbing at the same time, a good sound illustration for the lyrics  - - - - -- - - - : : - -- - - - -  ) )

Your mastery of synths is always impressive!!!  I use A.I. Just for cooking ideas 😆

Good! There can never be too few songs with this message

Fantastic musical reality, excellent quality!

this is amazing, a very important message that all artists need to wake up to before its too late and we are no longer required for such amazing works , 100% human comment :P

"flattery will get you far", good try wink :D soulless thing won't hear you nor give any answers. it won't takes us. it does not exist for us khe-khe  pure 100% organic song-writing wink!

Who could blame them for being giddy?  They finally had him….got the mugshot, and in a few months he’d be tried & convicted, and best of all, out of their way for good.  Some may question their motives & methods, but hey, it was up to them to save democracy, right?  
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(side note, April 2025: has anyone been watching France lately?....they've been busy saving democracy over there too)
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For this one, I rounded up my fantasy band, the Famous Texas Men Of Note, to perform at the imaginary Seven Sisters Dance Hall, some 40 miles west of Austin, in the heart of the Texas Hill Country.  The crowd wasn’t huge that night, but it was plenty raucous.  Needless to say, we brought the house down.  We always do.

LYRICS
Finally bagged the prize,
Event commemorated with a photograph,
A delightful list of crimes,
Got ‘em dancin’ with the lawyers down the primrose path,
The scribes down in the court,
Breathlessly report,
With a glee they can’t contain,

Oh they’re giddy….

Giddy like the rats who swarm the sewage slag,
Giddy like the vultures, feasting on the rotted culture,
That has spawned them from its womb,
And they tell us all how grateful we should be,
Cause they’re doing it to save democracy.
 
Yeah all fortitude & grit,
Our protectors wouldn’t quit,
On this noble quest,
There would be no rest,
Staged sudden raids, drew dossiers,
Tried Russian links, threw kitchen sinks,
To cage the dreaded pest,
Damn the proper form,
They’ve snared Le Bete Orange,
Slam the gavel, bring the charge,

And now they’re giddy…..

Giddy like the buzzards circling o’er their prey,
Giddy like the varmints, chewing on the hated target,
While the judges hold him still,
Giddy like the frantic hawks, flailing with their shrilly squawks,
The fear they just can’t kill,
Damn the coming storm,
Now they’ve booked Le Bete Orange,
Slam the gavel, bring the charge,
Hey, the law may be applied unequally,
But it’s the only way to save democracy.

I beg you Lovely Lady, turn your head away,
Away from the shame, away from the pain,
America, America, how did we let it get this far?
We are your sons, what have we done?
What have we done……….

Ah but giddy doesn’t last, when the vengeance & the wrath,
Shred the piers that bear the load,
No it won’t be so hysterical, when even Heaven’s miracle,
Can’t keep our father’s code, 

Oh but decision day is nigh, & the beast is still alive,
And far too many still believe…..

So arrest the Monster!...show it on TV,
Silence him & anyone who won’t concede,
There’s no time for constitutionality,
When the mission is to save democracy.

Giddy (now with lyrics)

When the light goes out and you can't see it anymore... 
When the pain numbs you and you can't feel it anymore... 
f you don't know who you really are anymore... 

Think of me, hold on, I'll always be there, hold on, hold on to me...

I am your angel who watches over you protectively,
when it gets dark I lead you through the night. 
When you sleep I hold my hand over you, 
when you lack hope then think of me...

If you want, I am the melody in your dreams. 
If you want, I am the calm after the storm. I am the blanket that warms you when you are too cold at night.
I am the cooling ice when you have a fever... 

Think of me, hold on, I'll always be there, hold on, hold on to me... 

I am your angel who watches over you protectively, when it gets dark I lead you through the night. When you sleep I hold my hand over you, when you lack hope then think of me...

I am with you even if you don't see me, always with you even if you move on.

I am your angel who watches over you protectively, when it gets dark I lead you through the night. When you sleep I hold my hand over you, when you lack hope then think of me...

Engel der Hoffnung (Guitarversion)

The Blue Room – smoke and whisky and tears….

The original idea was a smoky, jazzy, late night club-for-lonely-hearts kind of thing.  But since my “jazz” piano always ends up honky-tonk, and I can’t seem to lose the backwoods in my voice, the final product – though still smoky & late night – is more lonely hearts beer joint than jazz club.  Jazzabilly maybe.  Redneck Blues. 
								
But there is a plan to give the song a little jazz credibility.  I play an organ solo mid-song that I actually wrote for saxophone.  I’m sending the song to my little brother, longtime Atlanta musician Herb Avery, who says he knows a sax player who’ll take it on.  So if Herbert can make that happen, I’ll upload the new version later.  If he can’t, I’ll be looking for a sax player out there.  And yes, for now I’m keeping the sax player pic posted, to remind me to get this done.

My daughter Julia helped out vocally on the choral refrain.

So here we go.  Come set for a spell in The Blue Room…..when nobody loves you.

The Blue Room

This song reminds me of the haunted house at Disneyland where the candelabras float up and down the hallways. Here is a video made for the song. 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WUJgj6MZGy4


We can’t help but run away
When cornered against our will
Flagrant fouls of innocence
Always try to ride the fence
Waiting out the calls
While you are left in haunted halls

 They battered us down
They winched us away

Hold you down for 
Counted out forever more 

 You can count on me for
that will be the time when we will 
show the world what we’ve found  
 that will be the time when we will 
show the world what we’ve found

Haunted Halls

Lyrics:-
There's a gentle breeze
Blowing around me
I can feel it in
The things that people say today

Increasing every week
In the things I see
In the folks who start
Questioning reality

We are in
The calm before the storm
Here come the winds of change
To Take over everything

winkandwoo 2025

The Calm Before The Storm

The voices in my brain are talking to me and I guess it must be the devil! or some cursed beings that want to drive me crazy every day!

Mirame Cuando Te Hablo

Original song: @neowakan - Cycle-A Part of The Flow (Vocal Version)
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02-02-2025
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lyrics 

In the world of shadows, I walk alone, 
Faces all around me, yet I feel like stone,
Chasing empty smiles, they're all just for show,
No one cares to listen, it's just a part of the flow!

Yea, I walk alone,
Yet i feel like stone,
They're all just for show, 
It's just a part of the flow!

Cycle-A Part of The Flow (vocal version)

Lyrics 

I'm so tired
I'm so tired
I guess I gotta take a chance
I guess I gotta take a chance

Something's got to give
Something's gotta give
Something's got to give
Someone’s gotta give

I'm so tired

What I want to do I do not do
What I want to do I do not do
What I want to do i do not do
What I want to do I do not do

I'm so tired
I'm so tired
I guess I gotta take a chance
I guess I gotta take a chance

Something's got to give
Something's gotta give
Something's got to give
Someone’s gotta give

I'm so tired
I'm so tired
I'm so tired

What I want to do I do not do
What I want to do I do not do
What I want to do i do not do
What I want to do I do not do

What I Want To Do I Do Not Do

Rough and ready lo-fi troubadour blues. More off key and forlorn than usual.

Lyrics:
Oh, that bartender
He moves to his own
Sweet slow ass time
In getting back those drinks 
To feed my mainline
You asked me about my guitar
I've been far
But tonight
I am playing this bar

I could be gone soon
Maybe I could explain it to you
a little later
In my motel room?
There's a Gideon Bible
Right there in the drawer 
It's revelation about our sin
They're always gonna try to change ya
I think you're forgiven
You're  just
Welcoming a stranger

I've been far
But tonight, I am
I am playing this bar

All this joyful noise
I sing it for you
All the loneliness
And the  cacophony, too
It's my troubadour blues

My melancholy
The useless beauty
I feel like I'm  living life in another man's shoes
You asked me about my guitar
I've been far
But tonight, I am
I am playing this bar...

All This Useless Beauty (Troubadour Blues)

100% human created with music hardware on a 24 track Digital recorder , like all my music here 😁🎧🎶(the picture is AI created)
Lyrics:-
Draw me a picture for my latest song
Show me my options say it can't go wrong
Give me some answers to my worries now
Give me some answers now

It will feel oh so nice
Friend for life
It will be there by your side
A.I.
It can do the things you don't
Good advice
It can be the things you won't
A.I.

Create a playlist of forgotten songs
Surprise my ears and keep 'em coming strong
Write me a classic I can call my own
But secretly don't own

It's our intension that can use these tools
For good or bad it's us that make the rules
With healthy reasons for the pure of heart
C'mon let's make a start

winkandwoo/2025

A.I.

A regretful song about not seeing a friend  in need.
Fake Leonard Cohen in a higher register

Lyrics:
Sara, I never knew
How this world was killing you
I was so fucking oblivious
You did what you had to do
You could worry about the labels
For labels, they can't be peeled off you
Oh put me
Into the diving bell
Sink me down below
Into your private hell
I'll scrap the bottom of the floor
For the secrets you just can't tell
Put me in your diving bell

There's fire in the fuselage
A bizarre entertainment?
I just can't watch
Put me
Into your diving bell
Sink me down below
Into your private hell
I'm a weak man
I just had to come up for fresh air
Put me in your diving bell

I never asked
How you wore your mask
With your ritual tasks 
Seen through your jewelers glass
Oh drop me down
Into the diving bell
Sink me down below
Into your private hell
Diving bell

Sara , I never knew...

A.I.

winkandwoo

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