Joan of Arc a Musical opening sequence. Joan is led to her execution. Tied to the stake she sings to her people. After her dramatic execution her friend in arms, Alencon, asks how it came to this sad end. http://www.joanofarcamusical.com

song by Galactic organ and vocals: Kevin Gerzevitz guitar: Jason Stewart Drums: Marc Carmi Smith

My wife got me a mandolin for either Christmas or a birthday and I think this was one of the first songs I wrote on it. My Father Here in this foreign land The Lord God takes my hand One day - the Promised Land And no more I’ll cry…

this is a soundclip I am putting up for people to audition the 1941 martin 00-17 I am selling

written by brian clark

Arrangement and execution of... On the live instruments I play myself

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Seriously - seriously? Nah! this is a post modernistic approach to nothing. Drum machine, but all else played live. Including the voice. I'm on the telephone. I wasn't. Bit of a quiz included - what are these songs??? I'm on the telephone. I'm…

The single coil sound of my new used PRS guitar just got me in the funk. Had this partial riff on a Sony walkman from 10 years ago, decided to fill it out a little.

There is this ancient myth. Beneath the Great Pyramid, there is another dimension, the Halls of Amenti, where Visitors have been for tens of millenia. They Watch, occasionally they gently nudge us towards the Light. But, other that that, they…

Outside this motel room, there is a world gone man. Mortals eating the flesh off the face of other mortals. Mad shooters mass murdering strangers for no apparent reason. Well, baby, I say we just stay here, you and me, make love, and forget about…

The clock is ticking. Just a few more months before the Winter Solstice of 2012. At least one scientist has even gone public and admitted, well, yeah, this heatwave we are dealing with this summer is, indeed, due to the abnormally active sun storms…

This was written for my mother, Frances Lisney who died on 1/04/08. She was a saintly woman. The guitar is in a full D tuning. Thanksgiving Though it was the right time We feel so alone How the tears are burning Our Lord has called you home…

I wanted this song to sound like something Chris Isaak would do. Crying Intro: Em C6 Bsus7 B7 Em C6 Bsus7 B7 Em------------B7--- Where are you now? G-----------D#dim7 What can I do? -----------Am…

experimental/glitch/IDM by Bo Lit.

This is a very detailed explanation of the song's meaning and how it might be shown in a video. The lyrics are first and then the (very long!) explanation. Going Home Lord, Lord, Lord Come to me Be my salvation Set me free I have…

A little fingerstyle improv in DADGAD tuning inside the Serra sculpture Vortex at the FW MOMA. No fx added.

Noodling with the "art guitar" in DADGAD tuning in the Serra sculpture Vortex at the FW MOMA. No fx added, all natural reverb/delay inside the structure.

...is pretty much what we were doing, since this was a day before Battle of the Bands. This song, though, is my favorite recording of us yet (as of 2012-8-4)! Personnel! Johnny "Raggles" Ragland: bass, being me! Lucas Ho: drums! Austin…

We decided to stop sucking. Personnel! Johnny "Raggles" Ragland: bass, being me! Lucas Ho: drums! Austin Ostiguy: guitar, voice charisma! Matt "mattgibbs" Gibbs: guitar, being awesome, background wankery, knowing the song!

My author's song

Personnel! Johnny "Raggles" Ragland: bass, being me! Lucas Ho: drums! Austin Ostiguy: guitar, charisma! Matt "mattgibbs" Gibbs: guitar, being awesome, not learning the song

Pretty whores and fat queers make bicycle parts in a factory not far from here, and it doesn't make a difference if its weird or if its strange just superficial words from a long gone age and I couldn't hold a candle to them and I wouldn't…

Fatima Prayer O my Jesus, forgive us our sins. Save us from the fires of hell, lead all souls to heaven especially those most in need of thy mercy. Oratio Fatimae (The Fatima Prayer) Domine Iesu, dimitte nobis debita nostra, salva…

This is a poem by G. K. Chesterton set to music. A Child of the Snows There is heard a hymn when the panes are dim, And never before or again, When the nights are strong with a darkness long, And the dark is alive with rain…