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Just a bit of a song that kinda just popped out while plucking along one night. If you like it click the like button and maybe I’ll finish it.
Intro, Outro, Tied in knots. but coming up.
Awaking from a daze/falling into one Just come closer to the edge, dont fall off! White sheets bleached in lovers stains, lay naked on the floor, window open, window broken. Late October cold chills lay on the bed, eyes open and glassed . . .
Darkness imposing or light invading... chose wisely what you feed your mind, for fests are of the diraged hungers.
An envy of grawl, an abundant of fluttering 80s Metal squeal, as you scream down a dark road only illuminated by light. This trip will have you landing softly in a meadow full of Weeping Cherry Blossoms and Lavender. But don't be fooled. . .
A wonderful song written for my mother, May she rest for all eternity. Eternal in Am. Aminor is the key its writen in, but Am could be a time. Am is acquaint with morning, mourning. As in Eternal mourning for the loss of my mother.
A well rounded polyphonic industrial prog-metal instrumental that takes off and lands like a SpaceX booster rocket.
The up-comming 2024 Autumn song of the year!! Fun loven, guitar ripping, feel good about life kinda song, that may have you blushing. Isn't it about time to set in the sun, crack open an ice cold, anything BUT Budlight, and let the sunshine in!
An endeavor that prolonged my existence, eluded my senses and deafen my ears. Yet you were not here to experience it. You first became silent, then absent. That is when I was teeming with silence the loudest! Now all I hear are the Echoes of Zilence!
If E.A. Poe wrote a song it would have to sound like Desperado from Alice Cooper's 1974 Greatest Hits album. Eerie, translucent like a ghost, and cloaked in surreal truths of evil. I captured a little of each in this song about the witches I've loved
I tried to get that "Road House Blues" sound without copying it. Then conquer up Jims vocal mojo, but the Lizard King eluded me. Tho I could smell the whiskey from his breath on the back of my neck. Well at least the goosebumps where real!
this song is the guts of "mute". It's really the only song my schizophrenia agreed to sing together to!
A song that echos my fight against being addicted to anyone or anything.
A soulful 80s Rock Lullaby in a reddish light that became a healer.
For my Grandson on his 1st birthday. A lovely movement, a lovely story, that I hope one day may become a movie. Long silence at end so baby and momma can sleep, fast-forward if youre still awake and want to keep jamming out!
I don't know why. It just is. Yet never will be. How can that exist? I'll tell you how. Because...
An odd song that takes on many changes, distorts, and mutates.
Artistry in the wind, spirit in the breeze, your heart fills. Not here! No, this is Marshall county where we ride bareback, break strings and bend-em’ like they won't! Straight up & down til we're in & out. We wonder the universe not just the Earth!
This song is just a jam I put together. The sounds of what seems to be a cat can be heard behind the wall of music. It reminded me of that E.A. Poe story of the one eyed black cat.
A Rock heartly instrumental that whips & whirls in the wind. Light notes of JAZZ and classICal aroma fill the scenes. As 80s digital ritz and sweat Marshall tube tones arise the astala of the era. Set back and enjoy the trip!