The bass and vocal give this song an interesting dark vibe

Loving the intro the bass is excellent  🎶🎶👍

Awesome vocal personality shining through...beautiful style

Can't tell you enough how much I love this track...wow...too good!

Dope Jam Band-TheSmokingTrout
This is my first time participating, but Smoking Trout's other songs are also great, 
so be sure to check out the album! 
Oh~~Yeah! 
Thank U 4 Listening!!!

* Uziel @user-455619833 -- Vocals, Lyrics, and Vocal Production

* TexMex Shaman @texmex-shaman -- Lead & Rhythm Guitar funkiness

* Stonerjazz @user-911083679 -- Modulated Guitar & Vocaloid melodies

* Tot - @tot-beat -- Beat & Drums

* Tea R. Sea -- Synth, Sound Effects & Production

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Catch up with the first 5 tracks of our work-in-progress concept album, Quest for the Holy Dumpling: on.soundcloud.com/FR63a

Listen to the Smoking Trout's first album, The Land of Zed (2021-2022): on.soundcloud.com/WB34q
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Lyrics:

All those normal little things... pass us by, pass ussssssss
mirage of migrant, trucks full of food tiny boutiques nose up looking down
street dancers, performers, the arts little stalls selling fruit

and the bus tumbles through

HOWEVER GUS, You remember Gus? The driver of this bus...
Regretfully informs us that our engine food is at the edge of E, and the only thing we'll be running on soon is fumes

And as we approach, We can hear
A dusty massive heart beating city industry eldritch being and foreboding
Sitting atop his sky scrapers gloating
"Hungry enough yet?" It's beastly maw cries! "It's 10 for 5 and the price only went up 6.7%
Nothing to you, you're worker bees and you can make more honey, can't you?"

While yes that's true
We are the life blood that flow through
But people like me and you
Can't afford it

Fortune cookie flavor our journey
It's the last I got
I'm looking for the old woman
The gate keeper to the other side
Where we have the wholly divide
Away from this hellish relish
And Instead:
Dumpling soup, dumpling plump, fried in foie gras butter perhaps?
Holy condiment burns through fiery on your Thai chili adjusted tongue,

BUT THAT'S JUST ME! It tastes different for everyone

"OH, I can't help it!

We are all starving, the bus is outta' gas, and spewing smoke, Gus is cussing up a storm, Roberta's lighting up her last swiff... I think Larry's getting water"
said Jimmy to Sally and Stu

All digging through our pockets to get the last crumb or two
Looking forward to what we share
But it looks like
It's not a lot

Dumpling Stew (Smoking Trout's HOLY DUMPLING #6)w/ Uziel, Stonerjazz, TexMex Shaman & Tea R.Sea

Guitars, arrangement and vocals by Neno J.

Moonchild (King Crimson cover)

No Prayers For November (featuring Tom Waits)

Just Blues

In a book and several widely read newspaper articles, the English journalist David Goodhart has identified a new cause for the vicious populism of our time. Le Pen, Brexit, Trump, the online hate culture - according to Goodhart, two new "meta-classes" (the "Anywheres" and the "Somewheres") have emerged in the global world, two completely different ways of living and feeling. According to Goodhart, these separate cultures are now competing against each other in a kind of new world culture war.

The picture shows: an altered extract from a photo somewhere out of the net

Somewhere, 3:33 am


Anyone awake again…? 
Now, 3:33 am…?

I was just looking… 
I was gazing…
I was just listening,
I was wondering…

Is it change that drives, 
Challenges and brings life, 
Even if failures are included?

Or is transformation 
A constant calculation 
Of loss, a humiliation?

And I was just looking… 
I was gazing…
I was just listening,
I was wondering…

You were somewhere, out there
You were not anywhere, no

Is it change that drives, 
Challenges and brings life, 
Even if failures are included?

Or is transformation 
A constant calculation 
Of loss, a humiliation?

I was just looking… 
And I was gazing
I was just freezing
While I was listening
And I was just looking
(For an answer
Of any kind)

You sang somewhere, out there
You were no anywhere, no
You were a somewhere, out there
You were not anywhere
Anywhere, anywhere, anywhere
(To find)

Somewhere, 3:33 am

Tired of cold short days? Me too. Let's party!!  I haven't posted anything new in a while so here's a 10 year old tune that will be new to some of my peers, and those who've heard it have already gotten over the shock. This is an exercise in licentious sexual innuendo and lewd, funky sounds. It's what happens when an otherwise innocent childhood is spent listening to Jimmy Castor Bunch, New Birth, Slave, James Brown, Funkadelic, etc, and there are some biblical metaphors thrown in for good measure. It can be downloaded in case I decide to run for Governor and need to quickly hide all scandal.

OK where does this nonsense come from? 

"There's a primordial dread and fear of the power of the Feminine expressed in the feckless desire to dominate and control a situation that the poor fool just oughta accept as way beyond his own meager forces."  -- Carl Jung

James Brown --  Hot Pants (use what she got to get just want she want)
https://youtu.be/lehBlK2MrD8
James Brown -- Just Look at Those Cakes (yeah he got away with this stuff)
https://youtu.be/7fMNganQ-z0
Jimmy Castor -- Trogolodyte (that bass tho')
https://youtu.be/n0zfdptxQvY
P-Funk -- Undisco Kid (the girl was baaad)
https://youtu.be/o38j7m3ZMWE
New Birth -- Got to Get a Knutt (sorry their title not mine)
https://youtu.be/2HQsslSYDbA
Ohio Players --  Skin Tight (ditches britches stitches, delicious)
https://youtu.be/5Smb9DkYDr8

TASTES LIKE CHICKEN
I went down to the melon patch 
gonna find myself a big 'un
it was Saturday morning and the sun was shining 
and I was ready for diggin'

there she was alone with her hands around a vine
sunlight shining through her summer dress I said my my my

my name is Daisy hope you don't mind
that I'm down here pulling on your vines
now if you please may i keep on pickin?
and one more thing I taste like chicken

she was in my melon patch already picking
and now she tells me she tastes like chicken
this could be the thing that I've been missing
now here's a girl that tastes like chicken

she followed me home with a couple juicy melons
I said baby where you are from but she wasn't telling
now something about her story just wasn't clickin'
I know a lotta girls don't none of them taste like chicken

back in my kitchen I cut the rind
it was pink and juicy on the inside
she said baby just a minute
I need to step outside before we get in it

she went outside behind a big old tree
I was following close behind but I didn't let her see
then I heard something that blew my mind
she was talking alien on a radio line

she came back in through the front door
wearing nothing but a smile
I know she's an alien
but I'll let it go for now

now I'm not sure how it's gonna all work out
I still got my extraterrestrial doubts
but man she looks good standing in my kitchen
and she tastes like chicken

Tastes Like Chicken

This is about how life is constantly presenting challenges. We must learn from each incident/experience and use that learning to try and be more resilient and be able to move forward. 
I wrote it on my 3/4 size Hofner classical guitar. It’s first song! I used open G tuning after being encouraged to try it by Mark Spruce (Original Spruce - great songs- give them a listen!). Thanks Mark! 
Hope you enjoy it. Best with headphones! 
Take care 
James 

Lyrics 
My Uncertain Steps 

As a boy, I was scared of the sea
With my family, on a beach in Normandy, 
a French boy told me the ghosts of drowned sailors grab your legs and dragged you down
I wouldn’t go in! 
Too naive and trusting! 

As a teen, I was all over the place! 
Always confused, just didn’t know which way to face
Too many temptations, suggestions and thrills, distracting and wild
Couldn’t think straight 
Couldn’t concentrate! 

It was always their demands and directions 
Had to meet their dreams and expectations 

My uncertain steps
No confidence 
(Trying to find my own way)
My uncertain steps 
At my own pace
(My way) 

My wreckage of a life, with this chaotic love
Constant demands, you can never do enough 
Mix in the bullies, the twisters and those egos too
It pulls you apart
Breaks your heart 

I’m seasoned, I now know this path
One crisis avoided, another starts 

My uncertain steps
More experienced 
(Trying to find my own way)
My uncertain steps
At my own pace 
(My way) 

And now I expect to see the worst
In everyone and everything I know
Just know how it is, but feel I can somehow 
see it through

(outro) 
I’ve got friends (for my uncertain steps)
I’ve lived and learnt (for my uncertain steps)
I’ve got you (for my uncertain steps) 
I’ll get through this (my uncertain steps) 


James Whiteman copyright  18 January 2024

My Uncertain Steps

Portal To Another World

I don’t think we’re in Kansas, anymore…but it’s very metal!😇… and the @ problem is “ the lust of the flesh, lust of the eyes… and… the pride of life”…you can look that one up, in your spare time, surely!!!😎😇

Lyrics:
A warning, loud, now that it’s been made clear 
Just something, that I just got to say 
You speak up or get spoken for 
And steal what you have to pay 
Spent a fortune on the poverty you made
Looks like it’s here to stay

Got the world in your back pocket
Bought the spirits of the souls you sell
Life, so cheap, costs so much
Had you pushed me if I fell
Too little time, and not much money
Can’t you tell? Well, it’s just as well.

Chorus:
And right is wrong
Sing this song or sing-along
Cause I know, no, you don’t
Get your way for not too much longer

Dig?!

Anti-, anti-everything 
New truth for an equal lie 
When your honesty is the answer to 
The questions you cannot hide 
Make sure you get yours, baby, now 
And don’t ask why 
Don’t you even try?

Chorus 

And if I told you what the problem was 
Well, you’d probably only sit back and laugh 
Cause every day, and every night 
It’s hard to see when you’re always asleep in the light 
With your bright night lights on ￼￼

And right is wrong
Sing this song or sing-along
Cause I know, no, you don’t
Get your way for not too much longer

Dig!

In The Poppy Fields

the meaning behind all words of powerful: it's how the complication in the world in a certain type of discrimination being judged who we are and personalities don't have right freedom to speak and injustice with equal right


hello everyone! this is my first stream of music I hope you've liked it and enjoy listening to it. Please do like and comment and what you think: and share with your families and friends to continue to grow my account and music and continue doing it

March 6 2024

All the words powerful

on the wind

musical sketchbook
DIY, low skill, low fidelity

Somewhere, 3:33 am

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