Luke Janela is a cellist/guitarist/multi-instrumentalist who has been creating unique, hypnotic instrumental pieces as podcast. These thoughtful, magical pieces are the perfect companion to your listening day, whether between other podcasts as a palette cleanser or on their own. There are now over 1…
remember when you whispered in my ear or was it everyone?
in a place that maybe didn’t exist or did exist for a moment or in a moment outside of time that we relived already a thousand times before living it for the first time and it was easy to laugh it off it was fun to wonder it was fun to wander
meet me in that time and space meet me here now
a perfect take for a perfect song by a perfect musician
translated as blank space the hiding the vulnerable the insecure the wonder there behind everyone behind the cloud
two step dance off plan to glance look away away away away
like, I mean, honestly, oh me oh my, is it dark ice age rampant idiocy we all pay
a little less of this a little less of that a little bit missed a little wit a little
I always planned to never give up this was always the way this was always the way I always said I’d let you know this was always the plan this was always the plan I always pray you’ll let me pray this is always mine this is always mine I never said I’d never read […]
just play the cello in the morning and worry about it later
crumble, pathway, retread, undead, a water flow way, a lowest, a renaissance, a laughter
E through S I like to try and be kind you know? I like all of you, yes even you.
I remember vaguely now playing in bands and orchestras forever forever and the main thing was to not stop especially with a new piece just play all the way. I don’t love what I am in lately, musically, I’m trying to escape a certain gravity, but I’m just going to keep playing. Amen.
the good times, the bad times, the times you find a relic, and bring it back to life
a forge, a table, forgettable on iron triumph, whiling away a stray
in the dance again in their pants again make me prance in the wind and glance at you friend
more to me for feel unsee fabled life winding up
over the landscape over and over again a playing card a bet a wish on another miss me miss me
this year has not gotten off who thinks that’s ok who believes me
I wish I wish upon that same star a young again a young again I punished myself too much for not remembering where oh where oh where did time go
it’ll all make an appearance you’ll announce it I’m forever
that tea under that tree a hawk I believe flying over head at that v where the creeks meet
oh forg et magic let me know when you find yourself there again oh blue dawn ao a wash
let’s just pretend that evil idiots aren’t seemingly going to ruin all our lives
place in time frozen in sound I miss thee fond memory I miss thee ae wv
a calm aways away you don’t hear me no-one can no can do man labyrinthine disaffection it’s my favorite to bear the summer star shy underneath winter’s night
on a thread walking wandering the feather of someone else’s thought
I choose to be loose in the witty city shitty city pity city where I disappeared for the prime of my life
pathway seen in headlands memory or future invisible me you a stretch of breath return a new