Hey gang! It’s us again, The Proods…though there are rumblings in the band that we may be changing our name.
Here’s another track by Brian…channeling his inner Ozzy once again.
It was fun working on this, though I prefer the OTHER 1960’s style…
The lyrics of this song,
as they pertain to plot,
are my exact memory of the event.
I had spoken to the kid maybe a minute before the "action" started about how the pressure of the water was very strong. He was nestled down with his back…
Lyrics/Music: Rich Blenkinsopp
Vox: Hayden
5/11 - v.000002 - almost final lyrics...
10/11 - v.000003 - probably final lyrics.
28/11 - sadly no more updates to this one. I accidentally deleted my DAW project file for it, so this is all I…
08 - Red Pawns, Late Nights, Collared Moans and Structure
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remember when you asked for this
asked me to become me
remember when you cared for us
cared to hold on to me
remember when…
Where Hope Resides
Chorus:
He’s not a shadow hiding in the sky,
Nor a whisper lost in winds that pass.
He is the King who rules over all,
A Father who sees, who draws us near.
He showed His love through His only Son—
The Lamb, the Light…
Lyrics
I don’t know where you are,
maybe in someone else’s heart,
trying to find your way
while I try to go back to the start.
I am right here,
waiting for you to lose your fear,
turning myself into stone,
trying to leave you, my dear.
A strong influence to my ears of Pink Floyd and Welcome to Machine, partly like the feeling in your closer of this collection, White NIghts. Good work!
Lyrics
Suas mãos em meu pescoço,
Apertando até meu oxigênio ameaçar sumir,
Enquanto minhas mãos e dedos ficam roxos.
E começa a morrer a vida que, em teoria, deveria existir.
Ele aperta a cada dia mais forte,
E, cada vez mais, eu perco…
Water
Where do you go
O water
Where do you go
Said I'm going down
Gulf of Mexico
Bluebird
Where have you been
O bluebird
Where have you been
I went all the way to Texas
And back again
Winter
Has come and gone
O winter
Has come…
I spent some time in 2012 and 2013 to record my friend Rick who was just learning how to play guitar. He had grown up playing drums in different bands and found the joy of writing songs. Rick is no longer with us.
Greg Connor
Here is…
Recent Comments
Them's some fuzzy guitars - nice work dude... seems like a good mix to me.
I love it!!!
Really grabs the gut...
Dig it...
So intense and very interesting 🤔
That doesn’t sound like an original song- That sounds like a Johnny Cas son-
Goodbye Ozzy
Not beautiful songs
RIP… I know you won’t miss me, but you’ll be missed… Lost a good man today.
Great concept and execution! The only thing missing was threat of imminent arrest :)
Wonderful track!
Cool contrast between the A & B parts!
I ran out of time today, so here's unedited, unmixed instrumental. I intend to add words and vocals, tomorrow?
A strong influence to my ears of Pink Floyd and Welcome to Machine, partly like the feeling in your closer of this collection, White NIghts. Good work!
Tibbetts is still speaking to you I think - this remains subtle, start to finish which is quite tasteful!
Big Ben's my bro. More grace 🙏💕. Perfect jam
This song is a metaphor for depression. It's not about a real abuser.
Very good.
He sounds so like the Rick I knew in the 70’s - lovely to hear!
Very nice