“Falling In Love Forever”  by Luke

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Keys & Piano by Luke
Created & Composed & Produced by Luke
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“Falling In Love Forever”  by Luke

Une histoire de fin.. 
Paroles et musique EmmaJack 

Clap de fin, des espoirs défunts
Clap de fin mais non ce n'est rien 
Ris un peu la vie n'est qu'un jeu, 
Je caresse tes cheveux
Rien qu'encore un peu 


Clap de fin

Jazztastic Album Collaboration Album 
Thanks Karin-Maria for you support and very hard work on the Collaboration Album.

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Tequila Sunrise (Jazztastic Album With Karin-Maria Brunner)

This is the story of my teenage years 
And perhaps it might sound familiar to your ears
Cos they were Indeed heady days
And now all seems like a haze

Well, Johnny Marr was great on guitar
And Morrissey was destined to be a superstar
And the fans all knew when we did swoon
That Rough Trade records was mighty cool

Well we listened to the Pixies on 4AD
When Throwing Muses were on holiday
And we all loved Tanya Donnelly
But Kim Deal was the real deal
Yes, Kim Deal was the real deal

We lived our life by the record store
And all the indie stars we did adore
But whether Stone Roses or Stereolab
We bounced around like we were mad
Even though we hadn't even had a tab

362. we lived our life by the record store (harding).mp3

Don "Zorro of Sorrow" McCarthy– electric guitars
Nathan McCarthy– bass
David Partridge– vocals, acoustic guitar, keys
Words and music by David Partridge
Produced in Nova Scotia by David Partridge

THIS MORTAL COIL
VERSE 1:
This bus that I am on runs fine when the road is flat
It isn’t bound for glory or for justice– some other road must do that.
I’ve spent this journey staring out the window–
Churches and chain gangs and crows
Crowding the lines; this odyssey unwinds
And no one that I know knows.
CHORUS  A:
The brakes complain– they’re all but shot, the engine’s burning oil 
No comfort in this spent suspension
As  we bump on across this mortal coil.
VERSE 2:
The hue of this bus I’m on can change with a whim of light
As bright as a daisy’s eye in sun or dark as the ocean’s heart at night.
No stops for dancing, not a one for wisdom
No pause to feast or to pray
Smearing dreams pass, your temple on the glass 
As time slowly seeps away.
CHORUS A:
The brakes complain– they’re all but shot, this engine’s burning oil 
No comfort in this spent suspension 
But we bump on across this mortal coil.
BRIDGE:
No smooth ride– we’ve lashed out and lied
Put up with bruises ‘cause you’re by my side
Days grind by– as much as we we try
Tired of this bus but we dread goodbye.
CHORUS B:
The windows shake, the engine coughs, we roll downhill thru mist
No comfort in this spent suspension 
This mortal coil’s the very thing we’ve missed.
Our whole damned life’s the only thing we’ve missed.

THIS MORTAL COIL

The opening movement of the Sonata for Oboe and Piano (2009, Rev. 2012).
Live concert recording, Warsaw, "F. Chopin" University of Music, Concert Hall, 19th of November 2012.
Maria Pawlik - oboe. 
Aruto Matsumoto - piano.

Pawel Strzelecki: 1. "A Song Without Words" [Sonata for Oboe and Piano (2009, Rev. 2012)][live rec.]

Five studies for a Nocturne - iii

Hybrid

Soul"s Hide away

This Custom Shop SG came to me very cheap because the headstock was broken. I spent the last two weeks stripping it down and reparing it. Put it back together yeasterday and played some bottleneck on it. I put her through two delay units, tiddling the knobs as I played!

Bill Boethius; guitar

Composed, performed & produced by Bill Boethius

Big Delay Blues

Twilight is that magical and mysterious time between Dusk and Dawn or Sunrise and Sunset. The number of daylight hours depends on the latitude and time of year. Each pole has continuous daylight near its summer solstice. 

Twilight is noted by painted skies in soft glows of red and blue hues. Photographers refer to twilight as the "golden hour" to take photos.  The mystique of twilight has been a source of inspiration for scientists, philosophers, writers, and artists of all types since the dawn of time!

THIS MORTAL COIL

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