Mad skills along some very classic (and classy) lines.

Superb production all along Pablo.  Very very enjoyable music!

I’m happy you found it, too, Pablo ❤️👏Superb chord progressions and a great composition overall, an excellent mix ❤️👏👏👏

Hi Pablo, it's a very sweet and wonderful composition very well product :)

A deeply emotional song – your voice conveys regret and depth in a very impressive way. 🎶❤️🎶

Smooth and silky with some lovely harmonisation.

THE COLOUR OF THE ROSE

Andweras - Meloflow

I'm very glad to share this great piece, came through an intense step by step collaboration with Jowwwafi. It started by fitting one of my old poems to some chords he sent to me, then... well you'll get the best description by listening to it 5 or 6 times ;)
Feel free to check our previous collab https://soundcloud.com/jowwwafi/nowhere, and his whole cloud @Jowwwafi.

Letras / Lyrics

Escucho tu risa  /  I listen your laugh
y oigo tus pasos, espero.  /  and hear your steps, I wait.
Te miro, y al ver tu sonrisa,  /  I look at you, and seeing your smile,
no dudo, te quiero.  /  I don’t doubt, I love you.

La suave fragancia en tu cuerpo jovial,  /  The soft fragrance in your cheerful body,
llegó el amor, tu perfume me excita,  /  love came, your scent excites me,
tu cálido aroma, es primaveral,  /  your hot aroma, is from springtime,
y versos de amor sobre tí me recita.  /  and verses of love about you it recites me.

Tu risa sincera,  /  Your laugh is honest,
tu risa, hermosa,  /  your laugh, beautiful,
tus labios, preciosa,  /  your lips, precious,
hacen que te quiera;  /  they make me to love you;
si bien yo quisiera  /  Though I wanted
con ellos hacer otra cosa:  /  with them to do another thing:

¡Ay si yo pudiera  /  Ay if I could
besar, tan siquiera,  /  kiss, at least,
tan maravillosa,  /  so wonderful,
tu boca,  /  your mouth,
color de la rosa!  /  color of the rose!

©2014 JOWWWAFI & E-RUIZZO – ®2014 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;P

Tu boca, color de la rosa (with Jowwwafi)

Whilst transfering files from my laptop to my new computer I came across this unfinished project I'd started just before the first lockdown. Then along with my other problems concerning my hearing this was another that got put on hold. Originally written for a vocal  which because of life sadly did'nt work out I decided to  add some guitar, a string ensemble and a horn section to fill out the sound. I'm happy I found it. I hope you enjoy and thanks for all your great support!!

Music,composition,arrangement,mix and production ... Pablo
©Retro-Tone 2023

I Apologize

I Apologise

Dope Jam Band-TheSmokingTrout
This is my first time participating, but Smoking Trout's other songs are also great, 
so be sure to check out the album! 
Oh~~Yeah! 
Thank U 4 Listening!!!

* Uziel @user-455619833 -- Vocals, Lyrics, and Vocal Production

* TexMex Shaman @texmex-shaman -- Lead & Rhythm Guitar funkiness

* Stonerjazz @user-911083679 -- Modulated Guitar & Vocaloid melodies

* Tot - @tot-beat -- Beat & Drums

* Tea R. Sea -- Synth, Sound Effects & Production

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Catch up with the first 5 tracks of our work-in-progress concept album, Quest for the Holy Dumpling: on.soundcloud.com/FR63a

Listen to the Smoking Trout's first album, The Land of Zed (2021-2022): on.soundcloud.com/WB34q
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Lyrics:

All those normal little things... pass us by, pass ussssssss
mirage of migrant, trucks full of food tiny boutiques nose up looking down
street dancers, performers, the arts little stalls selling fruit

and the bus tumbles through

HOWEVER GUS, You remember Gus? The driver of this bus...
Regretfully informs us that our engine food is at the edge of E, and the only thing we'll be running on soon is fumes

And as we approach, We can hear
A dusty massive heart beating city industry eldritch being and foreboding
Sitting atop his sky scrapers gloating
"Hungry enough yet?" It's beastly maw cries! "It's 10 for 5 and the price only went up 6.7%
Nothing to you, you're worker bees and you can make more honey, can't you?"

While yes that's true
We are the life blood that flow through
But people like me and you
Can't afford it

Fortune cookie flavor our journey
It's the last I got
I'm looking for the old woman
The gate keeper to the other side
Where we have the wholly divide
Away from this hellish relish
And Instead:
Dumpling soup, dumpling plump, fried in foie gras butter perhaps?
Holy condiment burns through fiery on your Thai chili adjusted tongue,

BUT THAT'S JUST ME! It tastes different for everyone

"OH, I can't help it!

We are all starving, the bus is outta' gas, and spewing smoke, Gus is cussing up a storm, Roberta's lighting up her last swiff... I think Larry's getting water"
said Jimmy to Sally and Stu

All digging through our pockets to get the last crumb or two
Looking forward to what we share
But it looks like
It's not a lot

Dumpling Stew (Smoking Trout's HOLY DUMPLING #6)w/ Uziel, Stonerjazz, TexMex Shaman & Tea R.Sea

Two Clans

来歴

Introduction in English:

On a Saturday, 9 June 1989, I receive a phone call from my mother at around 6 am. She seems to be laughing. But as it soon turns out, tears are bursting out of her. At first she can only say one sentence: "Your father is dead". Then her voice fails. I, who has just been roused from my sleep by the ringing, at first think it's a bad joke. My father, not even 55 years old, dead, who had been so full of energy in the last few months? With whom I had spoken lively on the phone just a week ago?
Then my eldest sister comes to the phone. She speaks like a robot, as if she has frozen all her feelings inside herself.
She confirms the sudden death of my father from a heart attack and urges me to come immediately from Berlin to southern Germany (800 kilometres away).
Much of what happened after that - from the last encounter with my father in the morgue, to the years of vacillating between feelings of liberation and sometimes massively frightening "I'll bring you to me in the realm of the dead" nightmares after his funeral, to finding a deeper inner peace with him in the last few years - I wrote down and sang about in the following song "My Father in Heaven".      
However, the song lyrics are not chronological, but set in 2011, in which I am all alone on a beautiful summer day in the cemetery where my father's grave is located. From this day I start a retrospective and an outlook.     

Lyrics:

My Father in Heaven

What a beautiful day
All alone in the graveyard 
Come to visit you
Without a grudge

It's unbelievably quiet
Hear the dead deep asleep 
In an beyond harbour
Be with you soon

I hated you sometimes 
Had you so gladly touched,
You're gone too soon 
Left me alone with the dirt 
Of this life.

Wanted to tell you so much more 
You can't sneak away like that
A moment ago you were still there  
I felt quite close to you,

Now only 
A cold hand in the morgue
Nothing more moves

My father in heaven, 
I miss you very much, 
With wistfulness my heart sometimes
Becomes so heavy

When you were suddenly dead
Many things seemed easier, 
I moved forward in life, 
I looked free

but when I slept at night,
you'd come into my dreams, 
trying to pull me over, 
to the land beyond.

You didn’t let me go for so long 
Lying like a black mourning box
On my chest and belly, 
Felt like I was in a tube 
Trapped by you.

Often couldn’t defend myself
Felt completely without power 
When in the deep of the night
you came to my room, 

without a body, 
pure soul contact,
worlds still unknown to me.

Father in heaven,
do you hear me now,
I speak to you in peace, 
I am no longer hurt.

Your grave is newly decorated,
I've picked a bouquet for you, 
I sit down with you, 
I surrender tot he silence
peaceful silence. 

I am here now, you there
even if the wall separates us,
we see each other invisibly, 
You always stay close to me, 

I'll go on now, 
Stay here, 
I'll be back soon

Father in heaven
I think of you often 
You are indispensable, 
Come with me....

My Father in Heaven

My Father In Heaven

Final Destiny

Dance Now, Dance

“Our 2 year old daughter and I had some good fun in the home Music space the other day. An improvised vocal with an incredibly intuitive chorus hook. This was a pleasure and joy to create and even more so to listen back to. We captured a moment for the family scrap book for sure.”

© Heart House Records 2024

Written and performed by OUR DAUGHTER and Heart House Records 
Recorded, produced and mixed by Heart House Records 
Mastered by DOLBY

WHAT I SAID w/ OUR DAUGHTER

Walkin away, walkin away from myself 
Walkin away, walkin away from the rain in 
my head 

This life is just drainin 
Don’t want to try anymore 
This brain in my head 
Well It’s filled with locked doors
The keys that I need
I can’t seem to find 
And though I keep on searching 
The path..ain’t in my mind 

Walking away, walking away from myself
Walking away from the rain in my head

Everyday, the road seems to turn
And everyday, I can’t seem to learn
I’m sorry for me, the person I am
Well I’m walking away, far away from him 

Walkin away, walking away from myself
Walkik away, walking away from the rain in my head 

Tell me I’m wrong,
Tell me I’m right 
I sleep through the day, and cry through the night 
My heart it ain’t black, but my eyes they are gray
This demon inside, doesn’t want me to stay  

So I’m walking away, walking away from myself
Walking away, walking away from the rain in my head

Walkin’ away from myself

This is the second track in CD1 of Anthology 2015

Mars Storm (2015) Anthology CD1 Track 02

Far Away

Segemented Versions because off anti long song policies
Full Version on.soundcloud.com/DiIw7Y3SI1iHxK8iP3

Mind Pressure pt.II (c. Sirens and Wonder d. Maelstrom)

Exodus.

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I Apologise

Pablo Camberelli.

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