Beautifully produced melody, capturing the best nuances of the guitar sounds. Love the melancholy...

Love that droning doom throughout, a sort of Cure vibe. Nice

Super gute Mucke auf deinem Kanal! Ich liebe diesen Sound!

Oh ja (ach ja!) Ich mag die kraftvolle Seelenfülle deiner Texte und Musik.

Very Fantastic your Sound. I enjoy it. 🎶❤️🎤😊

This is my favourite of your songs so far! Sounds great!

I feel a kind of dark shadow vibe on this one, and that's beautiful. Well done.

Lyrics: Ach ja

Es ist so seltsam wie Menschen so sind
manchmal scheints als wär´n sie wie Wind 
aufgeheizt zwischen Erde und All 
kommen vorbei und streifen dich nur

Ach ja
Ach ja

Es ist so seltsam wie wir halt so sind
graben Löcher und trinken Absinth
Woher kommt das Feuer in dir?
Nur ein Weg um sich zu verlieren

Ach ja
Ach ja
Ach ja
Ach ja

ham wir nicht schon viel zu viel gesehen ?
ist nicht schon viel zu viel geschehen ?
könn wir nicht mal wieder was vergessen ?
dann sind wir nicht so voll gefressen ?

Ach ja
Ach ja
Ach ja
Ach ja

Es ist so seltsam wie Dinge so sind
Manchmal scheint´s wie von Fliegen umringt
Ich fühl´ mich schuldig und weiß nicht warum
das Licht ist alt und die Sterne sind stumm

Ach ja ...

ham wir nicht schon viel zu viel gesehen ?
ist nicht schon viel zu viel geschehen ?
könn wir nicht mal wieder was vergessen ?
dann sind wir nicht so voll gefressen ?

Ach ja ...

Ach Ja

One topic of interest I am perennially attracted to 
is the study of consciousness.
I imagine that we all become aware of our universe 
on many planes of existence,
such that our individual physical bodies 
are but a momentary fluctuation of that awareness.

A recurring concept is one of always being 
on the threshold of a waking dream.
In building this composition, 
I was also reminded of the title of a song
written by one of my favorite masters, Johann Sebastian Bach:
“Wachet Auf”, or in English, “Wake Up”.
Alternatively, we have also called it “Sleepers Awaken”.

I wanted to create some new (to my ears) instruments,
that would seem to evoke a sense 
of just coming into that wakeful state,
and picking up on the theme of Bach’s melody, 
just as the song is ending.

I also wanted to try to alter the chords somewhat
to generate a set of harmonics,
which might correspond to that same mood of wakefulness.

In searching for an image for this composition,
this photograph, which seems so like a painting,
left me feeling unsure whether I was seeing reality or illusion.

Photo by: Kamala R Chakravarthy
https://www.photo.net/8445037#//Sort-Newest/All-Categories/All-Time/Page-2

Sleepers Awaken

BLACK APPLE

I still reminisce about the 1970s. As a teenager I liked the special sound of the Glitter Band ( ... we ignore the 'leader of the gang' for probably well-known reasons). Great percussion, metallic guitar sounds, fat saxphone and a cool HEY :-). So let's get together again and listen to the Home Rock Star.

And I'm celebrating a little anniversary with this song: It is my eightieth track on Soundcloud in 4 incredible years. A good opportunity to once again thank all listeners, followers and collab friends for the creative cooperation, the nice feedback and the great support. The soundcloud community is the nicest social media community on the net. Musicians are just super nice people who respect each other. Thank you so much kind people from all over the world.

Lyrics:

Home Rock Star

When I was a teen
is all I want to be
a glam rock star
in a glittering world

A glam rock star

Now i'am an old man
but the shine lives on
it keeps me young
now I live my dream
 
As home rock star

So I take my guitar
turning on the amp
and let the strings swing
my body feels the sound

Now I'm a home rock star

OMCB - Fourth

Home Rock Star - OMCB

I wanted to try new things. I started writing a pure electronic song but ended up with this 😉.
I don't know if my inspiration is back, but it's my fastest job 😋. I am usually very slow 🐌.

This song may not be my best but I like it. I wanted to make something lighter with some optimism but also a little melancholy.
I spent part of my childhood in the countryside. Each new day was the occasion for a new adventure.

I hope you'll like it. Thank you for listening🙏

Homeland

When you have already lived a majority of your life you begin to question if you are satisfied with who you are.  How much more time do you need to be able to say you are done, and you are okay with who you are? How much farther could you go if you knew you had the time to do it? Or will there always be the thought that you could do more, you could learn more, no matter how old you get - if the effects of life didn't get in your way? Will there a time when you can say you are done? I'm always stretching time to have even another five minutes. Everyone has their own gifts but not everyone has the strength to pursue them. They end their life thinking it is too late to start something new. Being able to create music, as many of you know, is a wonderful gift to have, no matter how well you play, as long as it makes you happy. My thanks to those these past years who have taken the time to listen to the music I play.  You have been my family as my birth family has never wanted to be. Thank you.

Can You Hear it Searching For You?

I guess I've been hopping around the Cloud long enough to be influenced by all of you. This one is pretty strongly influenced by the bucolic musings of the Cloud King, Chris Pellnat @pretentiousmusic.

From Wikipedia: "Mud daubers are not normally aggressive, but can become belligerent when threatened. Stings are uncommon." To this I can relate.

Dirt Dauber

Dirt Dauber, Dirt Dauber
There’s work to be done
There’s no time for fun
In the sun

Dirt Dauber, work harder
Your larder is bare
Nine spiders despair
When they’re stung

Jittery lady
Adobe architect 
A potter, an artist of mud

It’s all for the baby
A tinge of regret
Your life, a labor of love
 
Work faster, you master 
Of plaster matte walls
Waddle and daubing your halls
 
You flickering onyx
My spindle waste friend
Slaving away til the end

Your moment is coming
You’ve almost arrived
Your masterpiece nearly complete

All in awe we applaud
And with tears in our eyes
As you fall from the skies to our feet

Dirt Dauber, Dirt Dauber
There’s work to be done
There’s no time for fun
In the sun

Dirt Dauber, work harder
Your larder is bare
Nine spiders despair
When they’re stung

Dirt dauber you martyr
A lamb to the slaughter
Why bother? Why bother?
Why bother? Why bother?

Dirt dauber you martyr
A lamb to the slaughter
Why bother? Why bother?
Why bother? Why bother?

Dirt dauber you martyr
A lamb to the slaughter
Why bother? Why bother?
Why bother? Why bother?

Dirt Dauber

Throw It Away (Embodiment EP 2020)

Hot Pink Links

A remake of an old one from the 80s, main guitars and vocs are live recording with two mics in the room, then some overdubbing. Part of our new recording sessions where we are both remaking some old songs on the new, better equipment and recording some new songs as well. We'll keep posting as we go. Morry and I are both singing on this one. Slowly working through the mixing and mastering on the Tascam DP24. Hope you enjoy these.

I’ve Been Dreaming

Naked Eye Astronomy 
(Words and Music by David Stephenson 2020)

If I ever really lost you, I would have had to find you
But the haystack hid the needle
And the needle moved around and around
From town to town

The approach, the collision, the after-parting
Seemed over before it even started
From my position it seemed to last a long, long time
A long, long time

The convergence of our orbits
There's proof it really happened
From nosey neighbors and naked-eye astronomers

Boil it down to the brain stem
Neuropathy, a friction
Were the sparkles a mere  figment
An illusion, pure fiction
Pure fiction 

The convergence of our orbits
There's proof it really happened
From nosey neighbors and naked-eye astronomers

They say it was over, before it even started
They say it was over, before it even started

Naked Eye Astronomer

ALL MY MONSTERS ist eine moderne Indie-Rock-Band aus München. Der Sound ist roh, poetisch, funky und vielschichtig – mit deutschen Texten und einem klaren Gespür für Groove, Dynamik und Melodie.

Im Zentrum steht Yeti Teutsch, Sänger und Gitarrist der Band. Als Songwriter hat er eine eigene Bildsprache entwickelt, eingängige Worte mit Hintersinn und Melodie sind sein Markenzeichen. 
Der musikalische Bogen spannt sich von Funk-Gitarrenriffs über soulige Countrysongs, verträumt poetische Balladen bis hin zu wildem Surfrock.  Die Texte erzählen von Liebe, Mut und Passion, aber auch vom Abenteuer des Lebens und der Macht der Fantasie. Direkte und raue Gitarrenklänge wechseln mit gefühlvollem Gesang, untermalt von einer kraftvollen Rhythmusgruppe mit Josef Schöne am Bass und Marcel Renault am Schlagzeug.
Musikalisch bewegt sich die Band zwischen klanglicher Wucht und filigraner Intimität. Einflüsse wie Rio Reiser, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Jimi Hendrix, Elliott Smith und Prince zeichnen den Sound: zwischen Straßenpoesie, Funk, Psychedelic, Soul und akustischen Momenten.

Ach Ja

ALL MY MONSTERS

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