Six-string slung across my spine, Road dust mixed with cherry wine, Sold-out nights, the amps would scream, We were gods inside a dream. Lightning in our blood and bones, Love and chaos on the phones, Now it’s silence in the hall, But…

If you find this, please take a listen to the version posted on this site by Andrew Russe from 2012. Stunning. Goosebumps. His one-man-one-guitar interpretation is now the definitive version of this song for me. So this isn't just a Procol…

My REM April 2025 Submission .. Record every Month

One of those things that could go on forever. A droning "sequence" (it just hits the one sound then freezes) that is open to all sorts of modification. I actually had this going overnight. Roland SE-02.

Recordings of grackles, slowed, added vox, whistles and sound effects. Kat: vox, whistles, composition

A very special song that will only be appreciated by myself and 8 other dudes. #LM2013+n

a twist in the tale.... My sister Mary calls on me Very rare she comes around She tells me she is in love with this guy Who lives on the other side of town Wide eyed, loud and gushing She tells me his name is Danny McCrew Over coffee…

An R`n`B/ Pop song, light and relaxing

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.

Trucks pass by my house all night Across the river east and west I hike for several hours a day And climb upon the granite crest Where I can see the valley floor And forest with its secret streams The gold mined towns that lie below…

wrote this song about 6 yrs ago , mix and mastered , guitars , keyboard , bass guitar , vocals and backing vocals , lead guitar , mandolin , and song written by myself , hope you like it thanks for your time ,.....cheers tony cee

**Song-writing Demo for FAWM 2025** Song number 14 Written 21st-22nd Feb Demo recorded 22nd Feb **** The thing of it is, er... whatever I guess. **** **Now that we’re home - A A J Russe** Now that we’re home I’ll admit to you…

© Subjektivni Sud 2012

**Song-writing Demo for FAWM 2025** Song number 05 Written 8th Feb Demo recorded 8th Feb **** I was writing this from about 1am this morning before I went to bed, then on and off in between takes on the demos of the previous three today…

Listen to my fuji music in a new dimension #igbayilola

Remastered. Kat: keys, vocals, lyrics I’ve had enough Gonna call your bluff If you’d just concede, this wouldn’t be so tough I’m not listening You’re out of line What gives you the nerve to say I don’t deserve what I know is mine…

Finally found time to finish another Track. Have fun!

AN Internet Producers Beat

"it's a pretty little metaphor for finding a little bit of solace and inner peace, even right as life itself is knocking on your door to continue bothering you with it's schemes. in the chaos of.. everything, still being able to stop for a while…

A piano part from way back when I was in high school. Recently started experimenting with Reaper recording and plugins so this is was come out of it. Imagined a battle at a great green wall in some middle earth type place. Lots of guitar soloing…

Dokle Idemo demo... još se reči more.

[Verse 1] Drop and give me twenty Get up, now twenty sit-ups Climb the stairs for resistance Stretch your limbs and then letup Relax, take a big breath Breathe out, let the wind out Do squats, lift that barbell With reps not excessive…

I wanted a loose nod to “Just Like Tom Thumb’s Blues”, so I started it in the rain and ended it with returning to someplace I used to live. But then because of Bud Cort I thought the singer should inexplicably die at the end of each verse. This…

[Verse 1] I just got done with a slog Hard to see with the fog I try to stay in my log cabin I recall what’s on the other side Which is a far off planet I’m there, I astral project but I am still where I have been Back in this damn project…

The RPM veteran’s committee, aka Town Counsel is a group of small town bureaucrats hell-bent on world domination and/or making fun songs. This particular track was a musical game of “telephone” where each counselor added a part to a previously…