Mike Denison (Lumberfork)
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Messing around with mixing.
Sometimes I wonder if your hair is still black and long
If your eyes are still brown and staring shyly at the ground
If your button nose still curves just so
If your eyes still stay close when you laugh
Sometimes…
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This is a song my late-night self apparently left for my morning self to think about. I admit it just keeps gnawing at me, maybe not in a good way.
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Nineteen, standing by the ocean for the first time
Gazing long at the sea feeling the…
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There's a story behind this that's uninteresting to anyone but me. A short version is that my old, broken guitar (made semi-immortal with duct tape and instrumental willpower) needed to play this Dylan song before it is laid to rest.
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Tear-stained skin weathers resting near as the sun is born
A sacrament to visions of sorrow and seasons of remorse
Butterflies disturb the light with dance
Flowers sway and gently bend
Beckoning with soul the wind
Life brings another chance…
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This is a silly song I wrote 35 years ago for a crush. For some reason today felt like the day to record it.
The way that mountains shape the horizon
The way that lightning lights the sky
The way that ice cream makes you shiver
The way…
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A ditty I wrote a while back.. used AI to finish it.
Lyrics copyright: Jlynch -2015-2025 , FAFO Records
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Something I wrote a long time ago about the state of our country.
Lyrics copyright: Jlynch -2015-2025 , FAFO Records
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A different take on my music but worth a listen
Lyrics copyright: Jlynch -2015-2025 , FAFO Records
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(written for BC)
I broke down and bought the big band pack. I will be looking for collaborators for future saxaphone work.
This is representative of where in time and space that we exist. Expressing something like this is challenging. We…
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Helplessly
But then sometimes in the colorless light of a hazy windy moonlit night, the feeling haunts you like you've known that you would always be alone.
But then sometimes in the sparkling sun, you think of things you should have done…
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The story of everyone's life.
I tried again, after I learned it a bit better.
I took my love, I took it down
Climbed a mountain and I turned around
And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills
Till the landslide brought me down…
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The street heats the urgency of now
As you see there's no one around ...
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Another song I love. Nothing compares to Lou, though. Seasonal, will melt away soon!
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A cowrite with Michelle
We’ve all done things we’re not proud of
Broken promises and painful regrets
We’ve all said things that would have been better left unsaid
When you’ve gone as far as you can go
There’s no more to see no more…
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A track written and recorded for the Record Every Month Challenge in April 2025
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I have issues at my house, sometimes they manifest themselves in my tracks. In this case, the bassoon and oboe represent the mouse. The guitar is the peanut-butter.
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Red Butterflies
Walking alone in nature's garden when you caught my eye.
Spinning slow circle under the sky... Red Butterfly.
Instantly I was captivated, spending the hours watching you fly about.
Day turns to night, night turns to day and…
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There's a story behind this that's uninteresting to anyone but me. A short version is that my old, broken guitar (made semi-immortal with duct tape and instrumental willpower) needed to play this Dylan song before it is laid to rest.
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There's a story behind this that's uninteresting to anyone but me. A short version is that my old, broken guitar (made semi-immortal with duct tape and instrumental willpower) needed to play this Dylan song before it is laid to rest.
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Pru
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One of my favourite songs off Blood On The Tracks and you have covered it so well. Cool expressive vocal and those banjo solos sort of add a poignancy. Good job mate.
There's a story behind this that's uninteresting to anyone but me. A short version is that my old, broken guitar (made semi-immortal with duct tape and instrumental willpower) needed to play this Dylan song before it is laid to rest.
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Tear-stained skin weathers resting near as the sun is born
A sacrament to visions of sorrow and seasons of remorse
Butterflies disturb the light with dance
Flowers sway and gently bend
Beckoning with soul the wind
Life brings another chance…
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Pru
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WOW! That is one beautiful song. The lyrics are lovely poetry and the recording nice and clear. I like how you have panned the acoustic guitars and also the laid-back vocal performance. Great work.
every moment
each day
searching
for something
someone
to feel
know
care
every face
each friend
rejection
and its too much
too much
too much
to bear
it's been a long
long
time coming
it's a long
long
way home
every moment
each inch of time…
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“More of a Myth than a Legend,” a little old man with a broken guitar in Colorado.
from Timnath, CO
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