Recorded 1994 with a 4 Channel Mixer, Hifi Tape Deck ;-) - sorry for the bad sound quality!

Artwork M. Besinger (dad)

Demo Songs 1994

Miles to Go 1994 (remastered)

Me and my younger son fell in love with this beautiful country and its people when we visited B.C. and Alberta in 2023 doing a roundtrip of 7500 km starting from Vancouver. The picture was taken on Vancouver Island near Tofino. View on what should be Wickaninnish Island. Before Tofino, we took the Inside Passage by Ferry starting from Prince Rupert to Port Hardy. One of most beautiful Boat trips I ever did.

Demo Songs 2023

Falling for Canada

Opener of live concerts of the Art Rock band Common Ground in which I formerly played - decades ago ;-)  We played some original tracks like 'A Lovely Day' which can be found on my SC page as well as some covers of the bands Rush, It Bites and Marillion.

Sorry for the bad sound quality. Recorded 1990 with a 4 channel mixer and a stereo tape recorder ;-)

Common Ground - Intro 1990 (remastered)

When you are German then there will always and always be these haunting questions which you ask yourself about the holocaust : How could this happen?  Was it the result of the human kind’s deficits in humanity canalized in a horribly perfected system of murder? Could this happen again? Here in Germany or elsewhere? Was this a German phenomenon? Am I and are my sons guilty of what our ancestors did? I will have no answers to these questions here. This is just a piece of music which evolved while I was struggling with these thoughts about human deficiency and its results.

Human Deficiency

This track was recorded in memory of the RV Trip which I took with my beloved son in 2023. 4 weeks visiting the western part of Canada und the US. We saw some unbelievably beautiful places und we were driving and driving and listening to our favourite tunes for hours and hours. 7500 km in total. 

Written in 2024 -Improvised L-guitar, excuse the flaws.

Driving to Nowhere Land

Sometimes you long for this guiding light in the dark of night.

Re-Edit 31.07.2024

Picture taken Sawtooth National Forrest ID, USA

Sunray at Night

November 2023. I removed the cover of my 40 year old Roland U20, blew the dust off the keys and played the first notes after decades of silence. A first glimpse to the past and to the future at the same time.

Cover Artwork: Manfred Besinger (dad)

First Glimpse

Demo Songs 2024

Latin Experience

And so you leave without goodbye
Time stood still for quite a while
50 moons were damned to shine
Then you dropped by with a timid smile

We're on different roads, it seems
expectations, like haunting dreams.
You ordered some reflection of your own kind,
but he is somebody, not just a child

Your silence screams, your absence loud,
In your shadow, i am just a clown.
Finding your consent, always in vain,
tired of dealing with this constant strain.

And so you leave without goodbye
Time stood still for quite a while
50 moons were damned to shine
Then you dropped by with a timid smile






Artwork: M. Hutka

50 Moons

Written in 1993 recorded with an Roland U20  with Steinberg Twenty Four  on Atari ST and old 4 Channel Mixer and my beloved Valley Arts Strat (M-Series - I was a poor student). Ancient History ;-)

Sorry about the bad sound quality!

Cover Artwork: Manfred Besinger (dad)

In the Distance 1993 (remastered)

Sorry for the bad sound quality!

written by BeSinger 1990 formerly Common Ground

P. Brühl drums
K. Gätjen bass
S. Prigge keyboard
M. Szaguhn backvocals
A. Besinger guitar, vocals


Raindrops are knocking on my window
Teardrops fall and quietly hit the ground
Memories pass before my inner eye 
Ask me where you are
But don’t even know: where am I ?

I can’t take the future or bring back the past
Seems like we were not ever meant to last
I would wait for you for the rest of my life
Now  in my hand there is the knife

Uncertainty won’t kill you
I know the truth will do
And though the first should be the last
I can’t recall that this is true

Isn’t this a lovely day
It’s ideal for passing away

Isn’t this a lovely day
It’s ideal for passing away

I try to move with my back aginst the wall
I can ’t make a step, I am destined to fall
I try to hope you are held by love that raised.
My hands are tied
I am trapped in this maze

Common Ground

A Lovely Day - Common Ground live 1990 - (remastered)

Reminiscence of an epic hike  with my son David down to the Grand Canyon, AZ back in 2022. Took the  Bright Angel Trail coming from the South Rim down to the Colorado River. Overnight on the campground of the Phantom Ranch and ascending back to the South Rim on the following day. Picture was taken near sunrise when starting from the Colorado in the morning. 8500 feet Altitude, 22 miles round trip.

Improvised L-guitar, excuse the flaws.

Dream Canyon

it is in fact no Gretsch $ Its a Harley Benton... :-D

Improvised L-guitar, excuse the flaws.

Funk with New Friend Gretsch

Jazz Rehersals

So What (Miles Davis)

Nothing More

Feel the wind in your face
Blowing across the bay
You stand up tall
With your back against the wall

Watch the waves raging
And the seagulls chasing
You’re so done with seeing
What the world has become

All that is left
Is here with me
Nothing more nothing less
Just me and my fear

Through the eye of the storm
There comes a barque
It carries a load 
So precious but worn 

And when the day was done
And darkness had been gone 
You’re starring stunned at
Heaven’s vault in the sun

All that is left
Is here with me
Nothing more nothing less
Just me and my fear

Nothing More

Originally a poem which was written by my beloved one. I thought in return I would like to make a little song out of it, so this is my humble attempt.



Wie Sonnenlicht
Du bist wie das Sonnenlicht am Morgen.
Flutest den Raum,
rüttelst mich sanft aus einem Traum,
bist der immer helle Impuls zum Erwachen.
Du bist wie das Sonnenlicht am Mittag.
Stehst im Zenit.
Und was auch immer geschieht,
Du bleibst der intensive Schein über meinem Schatten.
Du bist wie das Sonnenlicht am Abend,
das am Horizont noch schaut.
Entgleitest sanft meiner Haut
als ein warmer Strahl der Verlässlichkeit.

Über Nacht bis zum Morgen.

Über Nacht bis zum Morgen.

Wie Sonnenlicht
Du bist wie das Sonnenlicht bei Nacht,
vom Mond reflektiert.
Der wachende Schein, der mich flankiert,
auf dem Weg aus den dunkelsten Stunden.
Du bist wie das Sonnenlicht

Über Nacht bis zum Morgen.






Like sunlight
You are like  sunlight in the morning.
Flood the room,
gently shake me out of a dream,
you are the ever-bright impulse to awaken.
You are like  sunlight at noon.
You're at the zenith.
And whatever happens,
You remain the intense glow above my shadow.
You're like sunlight in the evening,
that still looks over the horizon.
Gently slipping away from my skin
as a warm ray of reliability.

Overnight until morning.

Overnight until morning.

Like sunlight
You're like sunlight at night,
reflected by the moon.
The watchful glow that flanks me,
on the way out of the darkest hours.
You're like the sunlight

Overnight until morning.

lyrics Maria Caroline Hutka

Wie Sonnenlicht

Found this piece of music on old tape of mine by surprise (didn't remember it up to this moment). Written and recorded 34 years ago with a 4 channel mixer and a HiFi tape recorder. I thought I had to re-record it because the old one sounded somewhat noisy and so as I recorded it again anyway, I added some little details. So after 30 years maybe the journey of this little song has come to a stop rather than to the end. Because it tells the story about loving the thought of eternity, although it feels impossible to imagine a thing like eternity or maybe just because of it.

(c) BeSinger 1990, 2024

Artwork M. Besinger (dad)

In Love With Eternity (2024)

Lost Son 

So how could I know
The things you didn’t tell me were making you 
so unbelievably lonely and sad 

So why couldn’t you show me
the thoughts you kept inside 
your fortress of gold held by a legion of wardens


My son, my son, where did you go?
I miss you more than you could ever know
I pray for your safety every day
Hoping you'll find your way back to me someday


So I should have known
The path you had to choose was the one of your own 
be guided by angels on all your ways


My son, my son, where did you go?
I miss you more than you could ever know
I pray for your safety every day
Hoping you'll find your way back to me someday



Cover Artwork: M. Besinger 06.07.1955 (dad)

Lost Son

Dedicated to 29 years old police officer Rouven Laur who lost his life today in Mannheim being stabbed down by an islamistic attacker while trying to save the life of another victim of this terror attack. Rest in peace, may you be never forgotten.
written in 1994

Pulseless (2024)

Inspired by a hike to the Pico Ruivo on the portuguese Island of Madeira with my son David.  When it is cloudy at the sea level and you pass the low level clouds on the way up to the summit then you feel like heaven's gate is opening and you look the from the mountain tops down to the sea of clouds. The spirit of the olympic gods seems so close (except that Greece is not just around the corner ;) ).

Sea of Clouds

In the most honoring memories of the legend J. Cash who (from above) may excuse my humble try.

Original written by Trent Reznor. Cover performed by J. Cash.

Hurt (Cover - J. Cash)

Reminiscence of Chief Joseph and the Nez Percé war 1877.
Some words about the historical background can be found here:
https://www.britannica.com/biography/Chief-Joseph

The lyrics are in part an excerpt of the original words which Chief Joseph spoke to his followers of the Nez Percé, when they finally surrendered on October 5th, 1877.


In the shadows of our fears,
We’ve shed too many tears.
Now it’s time to break free,
From the chains of enmity.

From the battles we have faced,
We’ve learned the costs of hate.
But in forgiveness we’ll find strength
To go beyond this war at end.

What he told me before
I have in my heart. 
I am tired of fighting. 
Our chiefs are dying.

Maybe I shall find them among the dead.
Hear me, my chiefs, I am tired.
My heart is sad and sick 
From where the sun now stands
I will fight no more forever.

The storm raged hard and broke our souls
The years of war did take their toll  
The face of yours turned into grey
No saving shores in any way 

What he told me before
I have in my heart. 
I am tired of fighting. 
Our chiefs are dying.
Maybe I shall find them among the dead.
Hear me, my chiefs, I am tired.
My heart is sad and sick.
From where the sun now stands 
I will fight no more forever.

Fight No More Forever

It's a special honor that my dear friend Michele Ansani asked me if I would like to work on a song he wrote years ago called 'Alla Fine della Fine delle Fini' (To the end of the end of the ends) which is a great track. When I listened to it I said to Michele that I thought the song is already finished and asked what I supposedly could do with it. He said, that he wasn't going to publish it and wanted me to work on the root idea of the song to create something new.  Thank you so much Michele for being so generous to leave the basic song idea to my purposes (all flaws are mine).

Listen to his wonderful music here, you all know him anyway: https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani

Michele Ansani: Seed idea
Me: Instruments, vocals, lyrics, arrangement.

Photograph from the top of Half Dome, Yosemite NP, CA, USA by A. Besinger  2022

One day I walked the shores of time
Wiping away the footprints left behind

Tossing stones into the sea  
Just to watch the ripples making their way back to me  

What if these dancing rings were just memories
Would they come to life once more to set me free?


Abandoned this place that I called home ￼
and took that boat I was hiding for so long 

Facing the storms, past the sirens song
The love of gods in mind may have led me wrong

Set course to the end of the end of the ends
So when you step off the edge of the world 
Make sure that your wings are spread 

When I stepped through the gates of Plutonion
Caught between Scylla and Charybdis I would be found

Sacrificed the ones to whom I belonged
A wise man would rather be envied than being wronged

Set course to the end of the end of the ends
So when you step off the edge of the world 
Make sure that your wings are spread 

Set course to the end of the end of the ends
So when you step off the edge of the world 
Make sure that your wings are spread

Off the Edge of the World (with Michele Ansani)

Travelling with Ghosts

Yesterday you told me that you‘ll leave our home today 
I think it’s okay cause you’re eighteen now anyway

It seems to me like someone pushed fast-forward on my tape
Keep holding back the memories in my head so they won't escape

Farewell my son, be safe when travelling with ghosts
They like to whisper in your ear, the things you fear the most

And when you‘re old and grey like your father is by now
Most likely you will think of me and drop a line somehow

Farewell my son, be safe when travelling with ghosts
They like to whisper in your ear, the things you fear the most

And when the time has come for you to meet your dad again
We‘ll be sitting on our cloud together, smiling now and then 

Happy birthday David!



Thanks a million for pre-listening: Michele, Gary, Judith and Brenda!

Travelling With Ghosts (David’s 18th birthday)

This song was inspired by "The Cold Heart" (German: Das kalte Herz), a fairy tale written by Wilhelm Hauff. It was published in 1827 in a collection of fairy tales that take place within the narrative of The Spessart Inn.
Although written almost 200 years ago, the described conflicts of mankind are still up-to-date, maybe even more than before. Preferring status und prosperity over humanity is something which has become socially acceptable.

Special thanks for prelistening and precious ideas to my dear friend Gary Reeves!

Lyrics
Peter was in the charcoal business
never in peace with the live he was living
made a deal with the forest spirit
Three wishes and a new life given

Descending to the darkest corners of humanity
what was it you were thinking of when you lost your pity
 
Inside your stone cold heart
You‘ve built a world of disregard

It did not play out like you were whishing for
glassworks went down and you needed much more
sold your heart to Dutch Mike to keep living
a heart of stone and the fortune you were given

Descending to the darkest corners of humanity
what was it you were thinking of when you lost your pity

Inside your stone cold heart
You‘ve built a world of disregard

Flourishing business kept you going
but your smile was eternally frozen
when your drivers faded and you had murdered love
nothing left there but an empty heart

Descending to the darkest corners of humanity
what was it you were thinking of when you lost your pity

Inside your stone cold heart
You‘ve built a world of disregard

Stone Cold Heart

This track is a re-recording of a 35 year old song of mine. Had a lot of white noise back then, so I tried to protect all your precious ears from damage by giving it another try with today's technical equipment. Only my skills didn't improve in the meantime, so I apologize to my younger version of me if I f..... up... ;-)

Guitar still my 35 year old Valley Arts in Gun-Metal Blue.

Artwork by my 87 year old and beloved Dad

In The Distance (2025)

This one is different. Like travelling to the core of something essential. Something long gone, forgotten, left behind but still alive. Waiting to be found. But it is hard to find. You have to spend time. You have to be brave. Willing to take risks. Face the truth.

Omega Centauri is a globular cluster in the constellation of Centaurus that was first identified as a non-stellar object by Edmond Halley in 1677. Located at a distance of 17,090 light-years, it is the largest known globular cluster in the Milky Way at a diameter of roughly 150 light-years. It is estimated to contain approximately 10 million stars, with a total mass of 4 million solar masses, making it the most massive known globular cluster in the Milky Way.

Omega Centauri is very different from most other galactic globular clusters to the extent that it is thought to have originated as the core remnant of a disrupted dwarf galaxy.

A study from July 10, 2024 has examined seven fast-moving stars from the center of Omega Centauri and found that their speeds were consistent with an intermediate-mass black hole of at least 8,200 solar masses.

For more information see here:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Omega_Centauri

The Black Hole in Omega Centauri

Written in 1995 coming back from a memorable trip to Norway on New Years Eve. After endless nights celebrating life and youth.  Surrounded by a breathtaking nature near Hardangervidda. Listening to Björk's 'Post' on repeat,  this what came out. Re-Recorded 30 years later in 2025.

Artwork by Dad.

Hege

This piece was inspired by a trip to Salmon River in the Ghost Town of Hyder, Alaska with my son David in 2023.
Every year thousands of salmons migrate the River of their origin for spawning. The journey can take up to a year. After spawning  the salmons  protect their eggs until death which occurs after a few days for most of the salmons. For them the circle of life comes to an end here. For the bears they are food and so you are able watch both salmons and bears if you are lucky. The place is mystical,: the beginning of new life and death at the same place.

When I send a raw edition of this to Carl from ‚The Beautiful Dark‘, he agreed to work on it and wrote some gorgeous lyrics and a vocal line in no time. I am very happy about this collaboration with a great musician and a very nice guy. Hope you enjoy!

https://soundcloud.com/thebeautifuldark

Salmons Heaven

Look! We have eggs.
In 3 months they hatch.
Feed off yolk-sac. Alevin need not beg
Eat several weeks, Let growth attach.

Curate now, fry, five to ten weeks
You're swimming. Silver. A fish so to speak.
Careful now, Downstream.. Predator meet!
Life Lives we made it. Dear Parr says we saved us
East now. Lets evade blood. Finger markings make stones of us.

Smolt. School! Strength in all yous!
Adjusting our bodies for salt water truths
Look silvery again
May an Ocean we know
Ocean as Adult
Now feed
Smolt feed grow

Hazards: Men, seals, whales
Eat, hide, sleep, repeat these days with tail
Above look dark
Viewed from below white future spark
Easy, you zipped 2000 miles plus, left no mark
Now, home time, take magnet of map. Follow the heart.

Spawning adult we sense that circle
Pure birth rivers to Salmon their temple
As rugged rapid ready redden our new
We dodged the bears. Natal stream for me and you
Now shake that tail. Fill our Redd
I'll fertilise. Let's protect till dead

Salmons Heaven

The Beautiful Dark Vocals + Lyrics
BeSinger Composition, Instruments, Back Vocals

Salmons Heaven (with The Beautiful Dark)

Humans are the only species who preserve a lasting relationship from parents to children and vice versa after the offspring has reached adolescence. This can be curse and blessing at the same time in some cases, but overall it is a gift in my view. We will stay the children of our parents for a lifetime obviously. Once you have realized this and don't consider it a threat anymore you are given the chance to close the circle in a peace- and beautiful way.


Photo (c) Laurent Bayeux

One Day When it was Time to Come Home

Dear Listener, thanks for visiting my site. You'll find some Demo Songs, some finished, some are work in progress. Some have been recorded about 30 years ago I stopped recording for about 3 decades beeing busy with my job and family.  As there was always something missing so I started recording again in the winter of 23/24. All these recordings are far from being perfect but come from deep inside my heart. I appreciate your support and feedback and I enjoy listening to your music equally cause there is so much talent and dedication to be found on this platform.

 In peace and respect and dedication, Andreas

Photo Pangolin with Pub (c) ELYANE AND CEDRIC JACQUET

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