THE LAST MILE wander-boy noise
Happy Go Lucky I'd Say On this song I layered 2 guitars, a classical over an electric and held my breath until steam came out of my ears
Gratitude For Serpents An acoustic poem: my first (test) recording on a 4-track given to me by a good friend..live:1 take w/Fender Resonator guitar.
Woodland Drive Hohner classical mic'd: Cabin Fever Mythology versus Automotive Combustion laced with nylon strings
OUT of the STONE AGE (collab w/Kryss Manr03)
Wormdom Pub WARNING!!.. Contains EXPLICIT ADULT LANGUAGE some SEXUAL CONTENT!!
4/21/2023 11:50:13 PM !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!good stuff!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (looks like them dang "emoji/thangs" didn't work out so well in my previous "comments" down below) =M=
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5/20/2016 3:18:04 AM ...some Great Thoughts there, Larz!!! -M-
4/2/2008 11:15:40 AM Timeless Fruit Women are the givers of life the rivers of love in all it's complexities and without whom, Music and Art would be non-existent....or at least, it would be, yet a stagnant mirror of a fruitless shallow grave of unhappiness. Oh, sweet womanhood...let LIFE be born! Let joy of the heart be given, ripped and torn! Let Mountains fall before your blood and glory! Let wars be fought and Honor return to your name! Let the warming hearth of your womb and oven remain untamed! And let all upon the Earth and beyond bear witness to your gentle and deadly charm! Books, stories, sounds from strings and musical things, hands of men clutch and mold strange clay, painting, brushing away while their hearts pound, visions of your essence and mysteries driving their souls and minds while you remain undefined.... escaping the clutching reach.... unto your nectar we swim, without your love we weep (c) Larry W Johnson/Larz Boah
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