Name: Trouble With The Boys (feat. Anni Manz on Voc.) by Andy Pfitzer in WR's Daily List 2.9B
Duration: 3 min 13 s
Description: Tried to create a rock song with some kind of country feeling. Anni Manz singing

okay das ist der letzte von deinen, den ich noch nicht gehört habe....und auch der ist wieder richtrig klasse ! schöner ausgeglichener Mix, eins A lead guitar, außerdem gefällt mir die Rap Einlage !!

Klasse Songwriting, und eine weitere tolle Saengerin! Und tolles Gitarrensolo!

Classic stuff! Bet this goes down well live!

We are in Rocking heaven Andy, grrrreat feeling in this, always brill guitar and cool vocals from Anni! Loving keys too!

Ace song, totally fun. Somuch energy in the vocals and the lead guitar :)

WR's Daily List 2.9B

I had to have an operation on my left hand, which has meant I haven't been able to play guitar for a couple of months now. 

Anyway, it's on the mend although I still don't have much feeling in my little finger and the side of my hand, but it's getting better, so my guitar is coming home, not fast enough, but my baby's coming home. 
Here she is...

@rick-4-1 Drums
@phil-mcwalter The Other Stuff

My Baby's Coming Home

Spotify

Pronouns

Verse 1:
Yes I grew up with he and she and they
I was the me in my land night and day

They was a pronoun for plural
As if it was on a giant mural

Chorus:
I was unaware 
that in the air
these pronouns 
needed a slowdown 

Verse 2:
“They” meant a group of people
Especially for those under the steeple
They wasn’t an individual
Despite the visual

I never dreamed 
And so it seemed
That someone would prefer
That they refer to  her

Final Verse:
Basic humanity
Call someone what they want
Be it he, she, they or something else

Unused Lyrical Ideas:
they may not fit everyone, 
and it’s not always fun
that it might be a preferred pronoun for an individual
Even someone viewed as irresistible
Now there are choices that an individual may prefer
I hear Ze, Hir, Hirs, 
However the plural they/them/theirs my be preferred in it’s singular form 
as it is more encompassing of gender
Yes, its basic human empathy
If someone goes by he, then call them he
If someone goes by she, then call them she
If someone goes by they, then call them they
Non-binary
Gay

References
https://www.thefreedictionary.com/List-of-pronouns.htm
https://lgbtqia.ucdavis.edu/educated/pronouns
https://lbgtrc.msu.edu/education/pronouns.html
https://thecenter.wsu.edu/education/pronouns/
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IhIy5G1IkGU
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4NcMV5dsmgI
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eHsKx7H97tw

Pronouns

A new collaboration with my talented friend BLACK EYE BUTTERFLY
Go check out his work :- https://soundcloud.com/blackeyebutterfly

Black Eye Butterfly & winkandwoo

Bloodless Warrior - Black Eye Butterfly & winkandwoo

■コメント(Comment)
夕暮れ時に海に描かれる蝋燭。また明日、会いましょう。
・・そんな曲です。

どこかで聴いたことのありそうな曲(笑)
連日のアップすみません。忙しくない時に聴いて頂けたら嬉しいです。

Candles drawn on the sea at dusk. let's meet again tomorrow.
・ ・ It's such a song.
A song that you might have heard somewhere (lol)
I'm sorry for the daily ups. I would be happy if you could listen to it when you are not busy.

■歌詞
「光の蝋燭」

海に落ちてゆく　夕陽の下　タンカーの　影が
ゆっくりと　導かれていく　夜に向かって

明日またここで会おう　それじゃあ Goodbye
家路に帰った後は　ここには誰も残らない

夕陽が海に光の蝋燭を描く時.....


楽しかったこと　悲しかったこと　すべてを載せて
タンカーの影は　西に　帰る

明日またここで会おう　それじゃあ Goodbye
ゆっくりと　導かれていく　明日に向かって

夕陽が海に光の蝋燭を描く時.....

かもめも　帰る　夕暮れ時に


夕陽が海に光の蝋燭を描く時
懐かしい食卓を思い出す

■ Lyrics (Google Translate)
"Candle of light"

The shadow of the tanker under the setting sun falling into the sea
Slowly guided towards the night

See you here tomorrow, then Goodbye
After returning home, no one will remain here

When the setting sun draws a candle of light on the sea.....


What was fun and what was sad
The shadow of the tanker returns to the west

See you here tomorrow, then Goodbye
Slowly guided towards tomorrow

When the setting sun draws a candle of light on the sea.....

Seagulls are returning at dusk


When the setting sun draws a candle of light on the sea
I remember the nostalgic dining table

Hikari_No_Rousoku

A lovely bright thing on a stormy night
Entered into heaven which was not polite
"You came too soon" said the palace shade
"You flower and fruit and then you fade"

You fly too soon you fly too high
You know your life is standing by
Go work your clay and get ready for the way
Of stone and sky

Stone and sky

To be a lovely thing on slender wing
Or a horned god prowling for prey
In a thrashing fit to do the big fat "It"
While every way we go is pain

You wake to pain you wake to gray
And wonder how you came this way
You serpent bird - too low too high
For stone and sky

Stone and sky

(Too low, honey... Too high... Don't you know how to fly?)

A little bright light in a stormy sky
Scanning hell to heaven with the serpent's eye
And the bird's wing - "that's the only way
Bright young thing", said the shade

You crawl and fly you crawl and fly
You move according to the signs
You move it in the middle way
Of stone and sky

Stone and sky

Stone And Sky

it's war that we abhor
it's more than we can take
the lies go on and on
so that you can take

it's war
that we abhor

put on your thinking caps
we know you can do it

there's got to be a way out

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Acd773p11o

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.  Featuring Steinway Acoustic Piano solo. Hammond B3 Organ solo. Vibraphone solo. Gibson L5 Rhythm. Hammond B3 Rhythm &  Bass Petals. Trap Drum set, Funk Swing. Percussion Tambourine, Zildjen Crash Cymbal, Tree Shimmer, Timbales Fills.

Mellow Fellow

Club-bing

A Job That Pays

This was a part of a concept album that never took off.  This is the young man going to work in the big factory that keeps the town alive. Years later the factory would close. But for this scene, things are looking up. 

Lyrics;
I've been flipping burgers.
For what seems a hundred years

My life was stuck in neutral
But now I'm changing gears

I got myself a job that pays
the place I need to be
I'm putting on a hard hat
Gonna work in a factory

Walk in with a hot cuppa joe
Lunch bucket too

Working that nine to five
Cause baby needs a new pair of shoes


Yeah I got myself a job that pays
It's the place I need to be
I'm putting on a hard hat
Gonna work in a factory


Maybe in a couple years
I'll get a big fat raise

it sure beats flipping burgers
Cause it's a job that pays

I got myself a job that pays
It's the place I need to be
I'm putting on a hard hat
Gonna work in a factory

Wear that blue collar
Making that dollar
Not a doctor not a lawyer
But I'm feeling ten feet taller

I'm gonna make my ol man proud
And be all I can be
No it's not the Army, but
I'm Working in a factory!

I got myself a job that pays
It's the place I need to be
I'm putting on that hard hat, baby
Go to work in a factory!

Call me the working man
Guess that's what I am!

A Job That Pays

The Mysterious Decibel - Bubba Bronchitis Bill

Lyrics, instrumental, Voice Recording, Sounds, mix, master, song structure - The Mysterious Decibel

Lyrics:

Now I've been smoking on the sticks for years
Still fresh as fuck,
Straight outta the muck
i got more tar in my lungs than a hot and ready asphalt truck.
Because nicotine fuels the machine to roast your ass and wipe you clean
It's never a problem even if I'm coughing up my fuckin spleen
I got stacks on stacks of cigarette packs,
Every day's another asthma attack,
My face is full of holes and cracks!
I Take a mean puff when I'm feeling a little down
I kick my feet up and I watch the shenanigans of my town

My name is Bill
(Bronchitis Bill)

Looking for a thrill
(For a Thrill)

My name is Bill
(Bronchitis Bill)

My Lungs I Kill 
(His lungs he kills)

Now watch me as I take a smoke
And hear me excessively choke myself into an immediate stroke!

(Cough solo)

Now my doctor told me that I should cut down on the sticks
But I looked at him and I told him to go suck a bag of dicks
I'm forever addicted, there's no way out
Oh cigarette, Oh cigarette
The puff of you baby I can't live without 
Now I'm running out of breath after spitting all this smoke
The mic is about to drop and I'm about to choke
So listen to this as an example of why cigarettes are bad
Don't lead yourself down this road just like your deadbeat dad!

My name is Bill
(Bronchitis Bill)
Yeah!

Looking for a thrill
(For a Thrill)

My name is Bill
(Bronchitis Bill)
Yeah!

My Lungs I Kill 
(Suicide on the lungs)

Now watch me as I take a smoke
And hear me excessively choke myself into an immediate stroke!

themysteriousdecibel.bandcamp.com/

themysteriousdecibel@gmail.com

Shoutout to Wiener Noose:
https://soundcloud.com/wienernoose

Bubba Bronchitis Bill

My new track created with many synths, percussion and vocals! 

Big thanks to my wonderful BF Sander for this beautiful mastering job. @wane-of-summer 😊❤️🎶🎤🎼🎧🎹❤️

REVOLVES AROUND YOU....

Free Download

With Hawks In The Skies

from the 2nd album "Time to Move On"
Lyrics: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TP42tJURLVs
A simple tune about reassurance.

Ain't So Bad

Tried to create a rock song with some kind of country feeling. Anni Manz singing

Trouble With The Boys (feat. Anni Manz on Voc.)

Music Composition/Production Marco Turrini Copyright 2017
LINK to finished track ... https://soundcloud.com/marco-seekx/tenor-of-the-ghost-ship-marauder-series

WHO GOES THERE?

Release date : 03.05-2017  

I am so happy because one of my best friends on SC Aldo- 21 Hortus wanted to have a collaboration with me on Pianotrack 2. Check out his beautiful music on : https://soundcloud.com/21hortus
Spotify : https://open.spotify.com/album/0XkdDYbBHqdfmtmyxAIKit?si=UUK0qBJASZeVgC3A77QptQ

Music and piano by Lise Jonsson
Cellos by 21 Hortus

Picture taken from the porch by Lise Jonsson
©2017-Lise Jonsson

Bright Moments

Bright Moments - collaboration w/ 21 Hortus

(words and music by Hërry Röbeen)

It ain't funny
Look at all the things we've done
Without mercy
We are killing Mother Earth

You have betrayed me my son
You have betrayed me my son
You bite the hand that feeds
Oh whatcha doing man ?

For your safety believe me
For your safety believe me
For your safety believe me
For your safety believe me

It ain't money
The key of our existence
Do you really think
We can survive Her death ?

It’s a slow suicide
It’s a slow suicide
We’re not killing Her
We’re killing ourselves

For your safety believe me
For your safety believe me
For your safety believe me
For your safety believe me

Released May 9, 2017

Regarding Henry

Mother Earth

After playing in coverbands for decades I'm now trying to record my own songs. Some of my friends (members of various bands I played with) singing. I'm doing the guitar parts and production with reaper DAW. Drums: EZDrummer, Superior Drummer (toontrack). Guitar: (mostly) S-Gear (scuffham amps)

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 Bio:
Wasted Redemption is a north county based San Diego band with musical influences ranging from hard rock, grunge, and metal. The music can be described as a mixture of these sounds combined with harmonized vocals...heavy but ear friendly.

Hope you enjoy our music and thanks for the support :)

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