aptly tagged 'trad'. Cept you added that bit of fuzz to it. Coool idea!

Umrandungen, Vol. 1

Umrandungen-01-07 (Remastered 2025)

Woke up in a city, chasing dreams in neon light
Had a pocket full of hope, thought I'd own the night
But the skyline's just a backdrop, for the race I'm running blind
Every step I take forward, leaves contentment behind

Bought the latest gadget, thought it'd fill the void inside
But the thrill it faded quickly, now it's just another ride
Climbing higher, reaching further, but the summit's out of sight
On this endless hedonic treadmill, I'm spinning every night

Round and round, I'm chasing shadows in the dark
Another mile, another milestone, but I'm back where I start
Hedonic treadmill, always running, but I never find the spark
Just a ghost in a machine, losing pieces of my heart


There's a woman in the mirror, she's got lines beneath her eyes
She's been climbing corporate ladders, trading sleep for overtime
Every promotion, just a moment, in the grand scheme of her life
The applause fades to silence, leaving echoes of her strife

She bought a house with a garden, but the flowers never bloom
She filled the rooms with fancy things, yet still she feels the gloom
She's got a title, got respect, but it's just another plume
On the wings of her ambition, flying circles in her room

Round and round, she's chasing shadows in the dark
Another mile, another milestone, but she's back where she start
Hedonic treadmill, always running, but she never finds the spark
Just a ghost in a machine, losing pieces of her heart

We're all dreamers, we're believers, in the future we design
But the finish line keeps moving, with each goal we redefine
We're addicted to the newness, to the rush of what's unseen
But the high's a fleeting moment, like a whisper in between

There's a kid out in the suburbs, dreaming big behind closed doors
He's got posters of his idols, and a list of all his scores
But the medals on his dresser, are just tokens of his wars
Fighting battles for approval, never knowing what it's for

He's got the grades, he's got the plan, but something's always missed
The joy of simple moments, lost in the pursuit of bliss
He's climbing higher, thinking someday, he'll reach the top of this
But the view is just a mirage, fading into the abyss

Round and round, we're chasing shadows in the dark
Another mile, another milestone, but we're back where we start
Hedonic treadmill, always running, but we never find the spark
Just ghosts in a machine, losing pieces of our hearts

So we run, and we run, through the night and through the day
Chasing happiness like a phantom, that always slips away
But maybe if we stop, take a breath, and just stay
We'll find the joy we're missing, in the simple things we say

Hedonic Treadmill

Beneath the Stars

Guitarist Hank Rusch releases the first song from his much anticipated new album entitled Along The Mississippi. It is a bonafide rocker.  Hank's growly voice imparts the lyrics, with a great recurring guitar riff following each line, eighth notes hammering away, a killer lead guitar solo with Hank playing with the abandon of an animal loosed from its cage....He's long gone and out of sight.

GOOD BAD AND BLUE
By Hank Rusch

My lady left to today she left a note on the table
We're diggin' lots of trench but we ain't got no cable
The boss is breathin' down my neck he wants us to work faster
but with half the crew missin' it's a big disaster

My buddy saw her cheatin' but I played it cool
but now it's official so I guess I'm a fool
We're short on supplies and I'm the last man standin'
But I'll keep on pushin'
cause that's what lifes' demandin'

Well, I work just hard enough to feel good
But not enough to make it right like I should
My hearts' gettin' heavy but I'm gonna get through
Just livin' this life of good bad and blue

I'm the only man I know who ain't got a bad back
But today I slipped my sacroiliac
Still, the ladies don't mind I guess I still got my charm
I walk in the place with two on my arm

The weekend's comin' I can finally kick back
But the boss wants more hustle I ain't feelin' that
Heart's heavy with memories, I don't know what to do
Just livin' this life of good bad and blue

The weekend's here I can kick back and breathe
My boss keeps on pushin' it's hard to believe 
Heart's heavy with echoes of what we once knew
Just livin' this life of good bad and blue

Well, the more I work the further I'm back
I'm chasin' my tail like a crazy cat
I'm pourin' my sweat but my paychecks are light
I'm gonna keep on keepin' on and fight the good fight

The weekend's here I can kick back and breathe
My boss keeps on pushin' it's hard to believe 
Heart's heavy with echoes of what we once knew
Just livin' this life of good bad and blue
Just livin' this life of good bad and blue
Just livin' this life of good bad, 
good bad, good bad, and blue

Along The Mississippi

Good Bad and Blue

Buy Now

The song is about a small island inhabited by despots, each fighting against the other for control over the island. Until one of them ends it all.

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Der Song über eine kleine Insel, auf der Despoten leben und jeder gegen jeden Kämpft um die Herschaft über die Insel zu bekommen. Bis einer alles beendet.

Kleine Insel

The Shoemaker's Wife

Une fusion entre la musique traditionnelle et le rock due à la rencontre de la vielle et de la guitare électrique.
Dominique Forges et Alban Bouquette forment Aldo-Forgette.
Ici une  Polka-Boogie,  composition du groupe. Dominique à la vielle soprano
Alban aux guitares, à la basse et aux synthés.
Contact scène = Aldo-Forgette@orange.fr

Laissez-vous dire

Hurdy-Gurdy Boogie

Made this piece and its just awesome listen in guys appreciate you guys

New wave

I’ve never been one that worried too much ‘bout the future.
What’s gonna happen, is happening, not much to say.
I know you might disagree. I know you care more than me.
I know you think I don’t care at all, maybe I should

Maybe it’s you - you think way too much ‘bout the future.
You truly think that you’ve got it all under control.
You find it so hard to trust. Maybe I don’t care enough.
Maybe I’ll make it all work, maybe I won’t

But trust me when I say, “I’m trying.” I’m doing all that I can.
I’m not giving up, with a little luck, we can stick tight to the plan.
But know this before we get started, I know you’re counting on me.
What you get is what you see.

One day we’ll look back at what we keep calling the future.
Looking back makes it much clearer, easier to see.
I know you think I don’t care, you say it’s too much to bear.
Give it another look when it’s history.

But trust me when I say, “I’m trying.” I’m doing all that I can.
I’m not giving up, with a little luck, we can stick tight to the plan.
But know this before we get started, I know you’re counting on me.
What you get is what you see.

Trust

Fang Dang

25 Leave a Light On

Je vous présente : "CRIME SCENE DO NOT …"
qui comme son nom l'indique ( ou pas ) est un album de chansons françaises " érotico-socio-balnéaires " .
à consommer sans modération !
à écouter et ou télécharger sur :
deezer : http://www.deezer.com/album/6744592
amazon :http://www.amazon.fr/dp/B00DRUOCCC
iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/fr/album/crime-scene-do-not/id669696175 
spotify: https://open.spotify.com/intl-fr/album/0u5ei9w4NeCNPDYGNKzRfY?si=p_8b-63TRZOPly63hqAiAA


et toutes les plateformes de téléchargement légal ...

Bonne écoute, avec toute mon amitié .

Hurdy-Gurdy Boogie

Alban Jacques Bouquette

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