I decided to use nylon strings on the two electric acoustic guitars I own. One day, after purchasing it online and overcoming some challenges, I dozed off for a while. Then I suddenly got up and started playing the blues, intending to tune it. I thought it wasn't that bad, so I just recorded it using a microphone. Since it's an electric acoustic guitar, it has a pickup, but I decided not to use it this time. The decision was made that it might be better to record with a microphone to take advantage of the tones of the nylon strings.

A7/D7/A7/A7
D7/D7/A7/A7
E7/D7/A7/E7

Winter Night Monologue - A7 blues

Winter Night Monologue - A7 blues  (SOLO) with a gut-string guitar

Breathcatcher EP

Sunghir

consumption

Hey everyone, just wanted to say a quick thank you for all your comments and support on SoundCloud! I really appreciate you taking the time to listen and engage. It means a lot!


lyrics

[Verse 1]
I’m here for the last time, fading in the glow,
Caught in sticky threads where the dark winds blow.
The spider spins for flies trained on sweet decay,
Flesh and bone dissolve; I’ll throw it all away.

[Verse 2]
I smell the fear, it's thick in the air,
Balance on the edge, no one seems to care.
Tolerate the swarm, pretend to be a fly,
Or they’ll feed you to the web, leave you there to die.

[Pre-Chorus]
The mirror cracks, the mask is torn,
A dragon breathes where peace was born.
[Chorus]
Broken mirror, the gold is fake,
The fire inside, I suffocate.
Machines take life, humanity breaks,
A hollow world that silence shakes.

[Bridge]
Sit still and breathe, they’ll call it despair,
But I see the sickness we all bear.
The earth is dying, her pulse runs weak,
We chase illusions, but refuse to speak.

[Verse 3]
I let go of flesh, I let go of name,
I let go of ego, refuse the game.
I’m not a number, I’m not a tool,
I burn the books of a dusty rule.

[Pre-Chorus]
The mirror cracks, the mask is torn,
A dragon breathes where peace was born.
[Chorus]
Broken Mirror, the gold is fake,
The fire inside, I suffocate.
Machines take life, humanity breaks,
A hollow world that silence shakes.

[Pre-Chorus]
The mirror cracks, the mask is torn,
A dragon breathes where peace was born.
[Chorus]
Broken Mirror, the gold is fake,
The fire inside, I suffocate.
Machines take life, humanity breaks,
A hollow world that silence shakes.

[Outro]
The last time (fading in the glow)
Sticky threads  (this world is hollow)

Broken Mirror

#phonk #hip-hop #dark #tsoj

A Midnight Matinee Of Madness….

Rollin Clouds - Ballad Of The Bag

More Signals

Blood Stains

Taken from my latest album release BESIDES - a compilation of demos and unfinished instrumentals: wouwouandthewormling.bandcamp.com/album/besides

Aphids

You can use this track for whatever you want or need. 
I’ll appresiate your colaboration in my profile. 
Thanks !!

Cinema ambient (you can use this track for whatever you need)

Disillusion day EP

Melancholic Existence [Main Title]

The sandman took all the grown ups. Will she find her mother? Lyrics near completion. This is the instrumental track done entirely on Synthstrom Audible Deluge.
chapter 1. Tumbleweed
chapter 2. Sound
chapter 3. Silence
chapter 4. lonely on the web

holy, tiny, lonely on the web: act 1

michael bath is a worker in the gray industrial district of alpha centauri. most of his life is spent under the corrugated steel roofs of the vast "transgalactic freightways" factory complex in the dim light of 3 stars.
when he's not scavenging broken cyborgs for parts, he's in his pod communing with the roaches. that's who he makes music for.

holy, tiny, lonely on the web: act 1

worker gray