your sound it's so weird and cool, it makes me to feel in a far place

Cool pauta rítmica y sonido percusivo !!

Peculiar monolithic theme with a shapely bass line section...

very playful little number and slightly sinister

BRING IT BACK TO ME

Being originally a very short & simple song I wrote about a traumatic event (translated lyrics below), I have been working separately on verses and refrain, then trying new ways to combine and glue them.

So, aware of changing moods along, most with tambourine in hands ;)

Free download to whom decodes the morse message !!!

Letra / Lyrics:

MI ALBORNOZ HA DESAPARECIDO  /  MY BATHROBE HAS DISAPPEARED

¿Quién sabe a dónde ha ido?  /  Who knows where it has gone?
¿Quién estará conmigo  /  Who will be with me
las noches en que tenga frío?  /  the nights when I feel cold?

Mi albornoz ha desaparecido.  /  My bathrobe has disappeared.

Después de lo que hemos vivido,  /  After all that we lived,
¿quién sabe porqué se ha ido?  /  who knows why it has gone away?
Dios sabe cuánto le he querido…  /  God knows how much I have loved it …

Mi albornoz ha desaparecido.  /  My bathrobe has disappeared.

ER32FI02 - RUIZZO©1996 – FRANCÉS RECORDS®2016

Mi Albornoz (Ha desaparecido)

musique: Ownowl   https://soundcloud.com/ownowl

Échevelée, nature,
Allongée de guingois,
Indolente alanguie,
Le souffle imperceptible,
Elle dort.

Sur le cuir étoilé de fumées interdites,
Une mèche égarée à sa paupière close,
La nacre de ses ongles au bout de ses dix doigts
Et des cerceaux de feu sur ses chevilles nues,
Elle dort.

Le soleil aime jouer avec les choses mortes,
Réchauffer les souvenirs.

Il est déjà midi.

Les ombres douce-amères et les extraits de vie
Sont fugaces nuages sur son front si paisible,
Et la lumière serpente jusqu'en haut de ses hanches.

Le soleil se joue des rêves qui trépassent,
S'insinue sous sa peau.

Il est déjà midi.

Le soleil se joue des rêves qui trépassent,
S'insinue sous sa peau.

Je ne sais plus si elle dort.

Il Est Déjà Midi - Ownowl & Luciole Langevine

Track

Inspired by the poem "Murió al amanecer" or "He died at Dawn" by Federico Garcia Lorca which ends:

"Four moons in the night
and one lonely tree.
On the point of a pin
my love spins."
_______________________________________________________________________


The great expanse
The final dance
I found the time
But she was gone

Fish go round and round
Jumping in the pond
Nature doesn't mind us or respond

And when we cry for mercy She laughs
We're falling off the point of a pin

So grant me time (grant these things)
To learn the finer things 
(to know in life)
I grab surprises
To drive me on

Joy and pleasures mount in drains
You and me and all the right ways
Round and round we go

Please
Please
Please...wait

© 2009 OrangeBetsyMusic

Orange Betsy

Wait Please

Mn 11

Created for Steve Whitfield's open Collab https://soundcloud.com/steve-whitfield-of-austin/truth-unite-us-with-arma-ignifera 
Downloadable for jamming and collab'n.  a link back and a listen is all I ask :)
We Thank you Kindly :)  80bpm F major blues scale have fun!

Truth Unite Us By Steve Whitfield (bass and drums Open Collab)

Always a pleasure to work with XITB this is the first version of Dim Light:-))
Yes there is  Part 2 and I liked them both so we couldn't decide lol!! Thank you R for the Amazing work as always 
For more great music See XITB  @0pentrax

Dim Light    Gina & XITB

HEY BETH DON’T CARRY THE WORLD UPON YOUR SHOULDER

LITE BRITE IS A TOY KIDS USED TO PLAY WITH
AND BETH YOU WERE RIGHT THAT’S WHAT IT LOOKED LIKE 
RIGHT BEHING THE HEAD OF SOME SWEET GODDESS 
ON THE DISPLAYS IN A TEMPLE OF VIETNAM
THEN YOU MISSED A STEP AND TORE YOUR SHOULDER 
THINKING YOU HAD RAISED THE GODDESS’ ANGER 
WITH YOUR SIMPLE STATEMENT 
NOTHING BUT A COMMENT 
WHY ON EARTH A GODDESS SHOULD GIVE A DAMN
ANYWAY TODAY WHAT ELSE CAN I SAY HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY
GIVE YOURSELF A REST JUST EMBRACE THE BEST 
AND NEXT TIME BREAK A LEG BETH

THEN WE FLEW BACK HOME AND A WHAT A MESS DEAR
PROBLEMS WITH OUR HOUSE I WON’T DESCRIBE HERE 
AND YOU YOU KEPT RELATING WITH WHAT YOU HAD SAID ABOUT THE LITE BRITE DISPLAY BEHIND THE GODDESS HEAD

THEN A PANGOLIN SHOOK THE WORLD OVER 
NOTHING YOU COULD CARRY UPON YOUR SHOULDERS
STILL SO MUCH FOR OUR PLAN TRAVELING THROUGH EUROPE 
JUST LIKE EVERYTHING ELSE IT TURNED INTO A FLOP
ANYWAY TODAY WHAT ELSE CAN I SAY HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY
GIVE YOURSELF A REST JUST EMBRACE THE BEST 
NEXT TIME BREAK A LEG BETH

THEN WELL YOU SEE WHAT IS GOING ON BETH 
MARCHING OUT THE STREETS AND CRAVING FOR A BREATH 
SOME CALL IT PROTEST SOME CIVIL UNREST
MAY A SOFT WIND BLOW FROM THE EAST TO THE WEST
ANYWAY TODAY WHAT ELSE CAN I SAY HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY
GIVE YOURSELF A REST JUST EMBRACE THE BEST 
NEXT TIME BREAK A LEG BETH

LITE BRITE IS A TOY THAT SELLS NO MORE NO 
GUESS THE RULES HAVE CHANGED SO DID THE PLAYERS 
YOU JUST KEEP ON PAINTING BETH
THIS WORLD OF YOUR OWN
GODDESS ON YOUR THRONE
AND LET IT ALL BE BLOWN
FOLLOWING VASARI’S LIVES OF THE PAINTERS

VASARI'S LIVES OF THE PAINTERS (Lyrics) song for Beth

Vincent van Gogh passed away July 29th, 1890,
“Vincent’s Letter” was released July 29th, 2020

I figured there’s no better time than 130 years later…

When I was very young, I had dreams about his paintings. 
 His paintings inspired a deep love in me for art at an early age, and I wanted to be a painter like him

 Music won me over, but I remember being about 10 or so - when I first started playing music a lot - and I promised this self-portrait painting of Van Gogh that I’d write a song (or several) for him that a lot of people would hear.  Yea I made a verbal promise to a painting.  
It wasn’t the first or last time...  I was a weird kid.

The funny thing is?  This isn't even Van Gogh, as I much later found out.  It's "Dr. Gatchet", who was a physician who was treating Van Gogh.  Vincent painted him, and they actually look a lot alike!  But I made the promise to this painting, so here it is
   I hope you enjoy it
_____________________________

Vincent’s Letter
____________________
home, it’s a little loud
a love breaks me down every day
a little more, she comes & slips away
my love hurts me now
a little more every day
love simply breaks me down, 
a little more every day
I’m hearing you crying inside,
 why don’t you look outside and find yourself?
I’m trying every day, a little more in every way

my heart, my hands are sleepy
my foot is stomping on the paint
a little love, colors break my heart
a little more every day, 
a little love, comes in breaks my heart
a little more every day
a little love, cousin, breaks my heart
a little more every day

my home, will you break me down?
a little more every day
our love, cousin, breaks me too
a little more every day…
a little home, my!…
crazies out of the sky!
it’s a yellow one!
I’m wondering why?
I got my heart beating still
mixed together with the colors that spill
I got my heart cousin
a little more every day
heavens harps, cousin, come to break me down
a little more every day

Vincent's Letter

este es el primer track que hice en fl studio

¡muchas gracias por el apoyo!

semillas

Transfiguration.

Clarinet tracks descending into some sort of void - coming out the other side ... maybe.

Subterranean Vista

1981

Praise be to the incredibly talented Momma Rapper @jessica-m-wilkes   without whom this track would have never come to existence. 

Recorded & produced @ Pahlavi Sound Studios, Los Angeles, CA, USA 10/2020

Momma Rapper Madness

forest.

New site after E-Ruizzo: https://soundcloud.com/esemanolain-ruizzo

Many thanks to Alex https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
and Richal https://soundcloud.com/rickitansky for their fantastic pics !!

semillas

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