Marcus Nalgaber

Asking for Love Life wakes up while removing the make up of Night sounds here and there spread around the house I stay still by your side as I watch the sunshine slowly rise up the wall My little dove is asking for love I caress your back softly and I tremble tremble tremble at the thought of a tomorrow without me or without you I hug you tightly I sink into your warmth and in your breath nothing else matter but this and I stay listening to the dove humming in my mind her love song

Gretsch G5420T Electromatic AM Best Regards, Marcus & Mora

Marcus Nalgaber - Your Face, your eyes... Best Regards, Marcus & Mora

Dragons Best Regards, Marcus & Mora

Spiral - Boss SY-1000 - Original Music and Guitar Synthesizer Playing by Marcus Nalgaber Best Regards, Marcus & Mora

Bloody Mora Best Regards, Marcus & Mora

But… Hell and Heaven have no doors…? Why do dreamers lose their dreams when they wake up? there are robbers in their mirrors Why the planets are pursued by black holes forced games of the unknown This eternal role of everything turning all living beings into hunters or into the food to hunt Hell and Heaven have no doors how to know if you go or come among fire and wings why why why Why do dreamers lose their dreams when they wake up there are robbers in their mirrors Why the shadows are alive under the ground turning people into ghosts This eternal role of everything turning all living beings into hunters or into the food to hunt Hell and Heaven have no doors how to know if you go or come among fire and wings

But… Hell and Heaven have no doors…? Why do dreamers lose their dreams when they wake up? there are robbers in their mirrors Why the planets are pursued by black holes forced games of the unknown This eternal role of everything turning all living beings into hunters or into the food to hunt Hell and Heaven have no doors how to know if you go or come among fire and wings why why why Why do dreamers lose their dreams when they wake up there are robbers in their mirrors Why the shadows are alive under the ground turning people into ghosts This eternal role of everything turning all living beings into hunters or into the food to hunt Hell and Heaven have no doors how to know if you go or come among fire and wings

We are going to create electronic musical experiments in our small recording studio https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLqkZkoXbumbktogxHx6KLzlqT3jYH7DHA Regards, Marcus Nalgaber

Electronic Techno Music - Psychedelic Rave Music - Surreal Techno Ambient - Minimal Progresive Music Regards, Marcus Nalgaber

Lost Music - Hibernated Generations

Getting out the Fog - Original Guitar Fantasy - (Pink Floyd Style) - Slow Psychedelic Guitar Jam Regards, Marcus

1982 Eye in the Sky - The Alan Parsons Project (Instrumental)

Roland MC-101 - Instrumental Songs https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8p3mLYXO06E

1985 MOONLIGHTING (Instrumental) TV Serie with Cybill Shepherd and Bruce Willis Music by Al Jarreau

Marcus Nalgaber - Aghaloon in Blue - Jazz Guitar Solo Improvisation with Washburn J3 Best Regards, Marcus

27 Letters or the circle shrinks While I browse through the old phone book that I found in a box lost in a wardrobe Thunder rolls the storm is close the smell of ozone itches my nose hmmmm I smile at reading some names get surprised discovering many others that I did not remember 27 27 letters a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q But Time packs everything together without labels I smile at reading some names get surprised discovering many others that I did not remember I don't remember 27 27 letters

Acoustic Guitar Sound https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLqkZkoXbumbm2B62eVc9kc4KgUkyb8LI4

Acoustic Guitar Music

A little sip of you Today I have to visit my vampire She is calling me she needs my soul to stay alive x2 she is my vampire She looks so pale when I enter into the fog of the perfume she emanates to make me sleep and have a sip of me She is just a flower of death in life closed in the cave of my temples Dressed in night and whispers poor prisoner with so much cold into the hole of her heart my vampire she is just a flower of death in life She is calling me she needs my soul to stay alive she is my vampire

That Rain It rains It rains in the night of my soul while the hours walk lost in the distance It rains It rains in my eyes and in my face a water of salt and almonds that transforms me in nostalgia that transforms me in nostalgia And under that rain the shadows are no longer shadows but wells that are filled with the echoes of my childhood with the echoes of my childhood it rains life it rains crying it rains seas of words that are nothing today it rains life it rains crying it rains seas of words that are nothing today It rains In the kisses that I gave that I gave gave gave In the kisses that I gave that I gave gave gave

What does the Clown smoke?