Brass Against -Kashmir (Led Zeppelin Cover) ft.
Cunio
Arranged by: Andrew Gutauskas
Stream here: https://open.spotify.com/track/3mgSeiv1E1JsQaVnbG5oo0?si=baaa2b83639a4178
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iTunes: iTunes: https://music.apple.com/us/album/kashmir-single/1677473882
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Project by Brad Hammonds | Arranged By Andrew Gutauskas
Video filmed and edited by We Create Entertainment
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Follow the Musicians:
Cunio - Voice
https://www.michaelcunio.com
Andrew Gutauskas - Baritone Saxophone / Musical Director
https://www.andrewgutauskas.com
Brad Hammonds - Guitar / Band Leader
https://www.instagram.com/bradhammondsmusic
Nadav Nirenberg - Trombone
http://www.nadavnirenberg.com/
Oskar Stenmark - Trumpet
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Wayne Tucker - Trumpet
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Nathan Ellman-Bell - Drums
https://www.facebook.com/Belldrums
Kenny Bentley
http://kennethbentley.com/
Recorded at : The Bunker Studio
Mixed and Mastered:
Chris Davies
Lyrics:
Oh, let the sun beat down upon my face
And stars fill my dream
I'm a traveler of both time and space
To be where I have been
To sit with elders of the gentle race
This world has seldom seen
They talk of days for which they sit and wait
All will be revealed
Talk in song from tongues of lilting grace
Sounds caress my ear
And not a word I heard could I relate
The story was quite clear
Oh, baby, I been blind
Oh, yeah, mama, there ain't no denyin'
Oh, ooh yes, I been blind
Mama, mama, ain't no denyin', no denyin'
All I see turns to brown
As the sun burns the ground
And my eyes fill with sand
As I scan this wasted land
Try to find, try to find the way I feel
Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace
Like sorts inside a dream
Leave the path that led me to that place
Yellow desert stream
My shangri la beneath the summer moon
I will return again
As the dust that floats high in June
We're moving through Kashmir
Oh, father of the four winds fill my sails
Cross the sea of years
With no provision but an open face
Along the straits of fear
Oh, when I want, when I'm on my way, yeah
And my feet wear my fickle way to stay
Ooh, yeah yeah, oh, yeah yeah,
But I'm down oh, yeah yeah, oh, yeah
Yeah, but I'm down, so down
Ooh, my baby, oh, my baby
Let me take you there
Come on, oh let me take you there
Let me take you there