Loving the bits of discordancy that keep peeping through. Mesmerising.

Hip Hop, funky, Rocking and orchestral, this is crossover style and I like it a lot. The sound design is awesome.

Stephanie Barbutova:  Vocals
Ben Juul:  Drums, Mix & Master
Dirk Taubenheim:  Guitars, Bass, Keys, Vocals

This is an old DROWNING DOLPHINS classic from the 90s, released on the mini LP "Tears never shed". Lyrics by Hauke Meyer. Thanks for the attention!

Don´t try to understand
This simple sentiment
I tried and had to fail
And this is not a tale

Do you believe in hate?
You surely will – just wait!
Do you believe in love?
You should believe in hurt
I know it sounds absurd

Are you looking for goodness?
Come to the other side
No matter what you try –
Here you´ll never find it

Are you heading for good times?
Come to the other side
No matter how long you wait
Here you´ll never find it

Do you believe in hate?
You surely will – just wait!
Do you believe in love?
You should believe in hurt
I know it sounds absurd

Are you looking for goodness?
Come to the other side
No matter what you try –
Here you´ll never find it

Are you looking for goodness?
Come to the other side
No matter what you try –
Here you´ll never find it

Are you heading for good times?
Come to the other side, come to the other side

Dolphin Records 1993 (Hauke Meyer / Dirk Taubenheim)

Forever

Other Side   ft. STEPHANIE BARBUTOVA

Maultrommel performed by me ;) 

Θοθ

! Frohe Wintersonnenwende !

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Thoth

A couple of analog synths and a digital sampler got together and did this sort of sinister sounding track.

Someone Strange Happened

En flummig låt

Part of a soundtrack from a movie, that will never be made, based on a novel, that will never be finished.

Lovers

Core

Mtlsir https://soundcloud.com/user-434699157 and Me are Glitchy dot Phong

Glitchy Dot Phong - Ho My Toms

Dive into nostalgia with my latest creation - an unofficial theme song for the beloved childhood book “Tuesday” by David Wiesner. Let the music carry you back to the enchanting world of flying frogs and magical adventures! 🐸

Tuesday

the way

Landscape on my mind

Texte Français et Google traduction

LA POUDRE BLANCHE...

Il se jouait à la russe
Bravant sa roulette
Se cherchant des plus
En laissant les miettes.
Il écœurait de sentiments
Surtout pas de haine
Aux injustices seulement
En vivant dans la peine.

Il se prenait des interdits
Qui grilleraient son temps
Sans se trouver maudit
Pour rêver en plus grand.
Il traînait son ombre
La suivant par derrière
Les regards de ce monde
Pas bien fait pour lui plaire.

La poudre blanche, retrousser la manche
Et quand bien même, ceux qui en prennent
Il n’y aura plus, depuis le début
Aux artifices, que la fin de triste

Il mettait ses oeillères
Pour aller tout droit
En courant vers l’enfer
Qu’il espérait moins froid.
Ce n’est la peur au ventre
Qui le ferait partir
Aux ténèbres impatientes
Mais pourquoi vouloir en finir?

Il se riait des sorts
Dans tous leurs tirages
Taquinant la mort
Qu’elle vienne avant l’âge.
Dans les méandres des rues
Malfamées de racailles
Il s’était tout juste perdu
Mais fallait-il qu’il s’en aille?

La poudre blanche, retrousser la manche
Et quand bien même, ceux qui en prennent
Il n’y aura plus, depuis le début
Aux artifices, que la fin de triste,
Que la fin de triste.

Salut bien bas, adieu à toi.

WHITE POWDER

He was playing Russian
Braving his roulette
Looking for each other
By leaving the crumbs.
He was disgusted with feelings
Don’t you hate me
To injustices only
By living in pain.

He was taking prohibitions
That would blow his time
Without being cursed
To dream bigger.
He dragged his shadow
The next one from behind
The eyes of this world
Not good for her.

White powder, roll up the handle
And still, those who take it
There will be no more, from the beginning
To the artifices, that the end of sad

He wore his blinders
To go straight
Running to hell
That he hoped less cold.
It’s not fear in the belly
That would make him go
To the impatient darkness
But why do you want to end it?

He laughed at the spells
In all their prints
Teasing the death
Let her come before age.
In the meanders of the streets
Thugs of the street
He just got lost
But did he have to go?

White powder, roll up the handle
And still, those who take it
There will be no more, from the beginning
To the artifices, that the end of sad,
Only the end of sad.

Hello down, goodbye to you.

Core

SWALI

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