This song rocks.
Daft Punk Remix by Pentatonix (@ptxofficial) These guys are so good they seriously scare the sh17 out of me.
29th March 2015 – The celebratory holiday just for the Piano!
Check out the new and improved JSM Website. It promises NOT to deliver corn on the cob, wet running shoes, a bag full of other plastic bags like the one in your kitchen cupboard, cadburys coffee mugs, freshly installed 10000 thread carpet – It exists only to offer up the pure uncut unadulterated sweet eclectic sounds of new Music.
Another instrumental track, this time a little more liquidy electronic breakbeat. Enjoy!
I’ve been enjoying writing instrumental tracks recently as its easier to just focus on the music rather than lyrics, meaning, telling a story etc. Hope you enjoy this orchestral / Instrumental track.
Hey Everyone! Here is a link to my new EP – Deep Space Sublime, Hope you enjoy it! Yours in music – James
I don’t think I can sit on the fence today
though it seems the safest place to stay
I’ve tried the left side and the right
But only have I found dismay
Built up strangling years of history
Buzzing like angry bees in soda cans
Its rare to find other than misery
As far as the strip expands
So the past has paved the future
Like a blood red brick road to hell
Of which there is no escape now
For all within who dwell
Inside the borders of agony
Muffled screams of children torn limb from limb
No escaping their grizzly destiny
Paying for last decades sins
My darling daughter stares blankly up into the sky
Pretty little pale blue eyes
Rest her head gently now on the grey brown grass
Kissing her forehead as I ignore the crimson mess
And so the world looks on through its very square eyes
Shocked and surprised (again) at the news
Waiting for someone else’s country
To do something that they refuse
And off to the U.N they go
With their crisp white letters of change
Talks to once more “make a difference”
But ultimately things remain the same
1030 civilian lives
Snuffed out like the dousing of the flame
If only that was enough for both sides
To stop the futile games
Humanity macerated to the lowest
Paint us all with the same brush
No redemption for just the holy
Not while the world bleeds its love
Yet what is to be the solution
When the end seems so far away
What is to come of their futures
In the gunfire smog new day
I don’t have a solution I’m so sorry
I don’t even own a gun
I’ll just pickup the rockets and brave the tunnels
Time for my turn in the greying sun.
I had the flat to myself all weekend, and thought it would be great to write Hugh Jackman a song!