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this song is based on a rock opera idea i had, but shrunk it down to one song. perhaps someday i will do the whole opera. it has 3 narrators singing, and one voice as jack. jack voice is very obvious and a horrible try at somewhat of an english…
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some mistakes, like playing live, but i make them right quicky. the song is for halloween and make of the lyrics what you will. the drums have phaze on them. some of the soft guitars have phaze and flange. the beginning 2 1/2 mins are slow…
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here is my cover of the turtles covering the byrds with - you showed me. one of the mellower songs i've done in my collection of creations. i spent many hours on it, there is a harmony blunder very briefly, about half way through but other than…
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chris vaisvil did all guitars (22 edo) and the basic idea, therefore, it is his song mostly! I did the drums, bass, vox, lyrics and mix. just another monday © - words by frank miller feel indifference spreading i feel…
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Found a couple of tracks hiding in tha vaults, this one I wrote for my GrandDaughter.
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This one I wrote for my Grandson.
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What is there to say about the latest track? It’s a song written by our bass-man Steve, who is a wonderful mix of talent and humor.
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Hi gang. The Proods are back....Brian at the helm this time. Our methodology is thus....one of the 4 of us introduce a song, and then we'll bang out a finished track in under an hour with as few over-dubs as possible. This one we put some effort…
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The clock spins round its weary face Time's a thief we can't replace Will you still love me when the lights go low When the mirror cracks and the colors fade When the songs we sang start to feel homemade Will you still love me when the…
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Her shadow paints the pavement Like a brushstroke made of gold, And he follows just behind her With a story still untold. There’s a hush inside his heartbeat, As the city hums its tune, And the sun leans down to listen To a boy who dreams…
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