SEEKINGBand to Join, Lead Guitar, Keyboard, Electronic Music.
check me out on reverb nation. Have 2 albums. One on CD ready for merchandising and digital distribution, currently availble on ReverbNation, Rugged entertainment (International) and itunes. the ready for digtal distribution on ReverbNation and Itunes.
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- Member since:
- Aug 03 2015
- Active within 24 hours
- Level of commitment:
- Very Committed
- Years playing music:
- Gigs played:
- Over 100
- Tend to practice:
- More than 3 times per week
- Available to gig:
- 4-5 nights a week
jazz blues old school. Nirvana Sade BBking Billie Holiday
Strung Out Year: 2013 Album: Home Genre: Blues
Veronica is the singer/songwriter of this gritty inde style song arising from her street, life and prison experiences and is a message to all listeners about the evils of their personal addictions.
Land of Dreams
Land of Dreams Year: 2013 Album: Home Genre: Other
Veronica is the singer/songwriter of this song that crosses genre lines. There is a punk influence to music, her sultry voice and inviting lyrics that allows each individual listener a private vision of their combined meaning.
Gladiator Year: 2015 Album: The End Genre: Alternative
Lyrics: Here is a story of pain and dirty glory, a gladiator fight I used all my might. The collosium cheered as I swung my sword, opponent neared all people cheered the swift blow still they screamed for more blood as I brought him down. Chorus: Some say they have an extra beat in their heart. Some say they are half of a whole part, but I don't know cuz I never been loved before . The only thing I know how to hold is this metal swordx2 . His eyes were thick with the pollution of death and war, once in the ring he was a man no more, he struck his best blow it was his final show I had to use my flail and dropped him low my blade at his throat and the crowd roared, chorus, All the crowd cheered as the king put his thumb down so I thrust forth with all my force, then came the familiar grunting sound, as a man meets his end and his deep red blood flows on the ground , the crowds roared for more. For me alone it was another tragedy. Such is life in the gladiator trade. I am bought and sold and then my legend is made, then I die, I die , in a new pool of blood as the crowds cry out for more and the crowds cry out for more. Blood Blood Blood. Chorusx2