I heard simply genial the change during this song.
It was a real trap and was impossible to resist and stop the fun. James, take this idea only like was been: an impulse irresistible on the awesome climate of your special song. Delete this input if is out of your intentions.

Start from 4:14

Another After-Midnight production brought to you in special broadcast from the Lake Como Hundred-Acre Wood. Mauro-velous! (ooh sorry)

Jamesy, as you know, I'm loving this too! Oh why can't I play an instrument? This is so unfair! First Raven, and now you. Sigh....

Btw In case you didn't know, she's opened up her Falling project for collaboration.

..after midnight. Always so dangerous play an instrument, Chrystal.
Dani..? I go to make a turn!

Haha! Great Mauro. I get a free ride in this project. My bass is in there.

hey you brought the whales over here now . i enjoy this, very nice. i always glad when you show up! my little Walmart guitar has a heart ;it 's a firstact me305 strat style with a humbucker on the bridge @Dan post your bass so your smiling face shows up on the roster, so i won't have to type you in @ hi dear Chrystal

Great sound, James. Great play, too!!!
I understood about Dan's bass, I know the hand!

thanks Mauro

hey Joel i will sing it with you, COULD BE INTERESTING

SOMETHING WICKED THIS WAY COMES
adapted by Joel Sattler
from MACBETH by William Shakespeare


when shall we three meet again
in thunder lightning or in rain?

Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.
Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the cauldron boil and bake;

For a charm of power trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
bubble, bubble toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.

Eye of newt
and toe of frog,
Wool of bat
and tongue of dog,

Adder's fork
and blind-worm sting,
Lizard leg
and owlet wing

Something wicked
this way comes
something wicked
this way comes

Of the raving salt-sea shark,
Root of hemlock dug in dark,
Liver of blaspheme who,
Gall of goat, and slips of yew

Silver in the moon eclipse,
Nose of Turk and Tartar lips,
Finger of birth-strangled babe
Ditch-delivered by a drabe

Scale of dragon,
tooth of wolf,
Witches mummy,
maw and gulf

Cool it with
a baboon's blood,
till the charm
is thick as mud.

Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow,
so they say

Creeps in this petty pace
from day to day

To the last
syllable
of recorded
time,

And all of
our yesterdays
have lighted fools
the way to dusty death.

Out, out, out, brief candle!
Life is but a walking shadow,
a poor player in a play
That struts his hour on the stage

And then he is heard no more:
all that's left is but a tale
told by idiots, full of sound
and fury, signifying nothing.

Something wicked
this way comes
you can't hide
you can't run

By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes
you can't hide and you can't run
Something wicked this way comes

When shall we three
meet again
In thunder lightning
or in rain

When the hurly
burly’s done
When the battle’s
lost and won

Something wicked
this way comes
you can't hide
you can't run

bubble, bubble toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.
bubble, bubble toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.

what's for dinner Mommy?


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hey Joel you out did your self this time.

I have a bad case of Shakespearophelia.

Joel you have to at least hum a melody for this

WOOOWW..
the "best" awakening from when I'm in Kompoz! The right way for start my day (LOL)

Joel, your lyric is simply fantastic!! I'm sure that James will give his best

hey big daddy ,i can't sing it i m trying to find some one its a whole lot a words i would like to get it done just can't find anyone. hows the new job

Hmmm mmm mmm hmmm doo woppa hmmm......


If that don't work for you, just recite it.....