Increasing the bounce_collabs with deep man

Thank you: Soundcloud collaborations 2015

All my Soundcloud collaborations

Heaven

Tripping

Backing BB King - The Thrill is gone
Music and voice by Nicolás González, text and voice Karin Tarabochia

Yo te busco. Ich suche dich. Collaboration with Nicolás González backing BB King.

Asita Hamidi's BAZAAR: Noa's Morning

New little chill track, with samples from songs that i love (Andreya Triana, Magnetic Man, Blood Diamond soundtrack).

FREE DOWNLOAD:
- via ToneDen (mp3): https://clozee.toneden.io/spotlight/clozee-dream-big
- via mediafire (wav): https://www.mediafire.com/#xbkxoiredwc1b

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CloZee - Dream Big

•Stream Or Download (Spotify / Deezer / Itunes ...) -> https://ddm.lnk.to/IHF

Floating EP [release date: 8th December 2014] - DDM Recordings 

• Beatport: http://bit.ly/FloatingBeaptort
• Deezer: http://bit.ly/FloatingDeezer
• Spotify: http://bit.ly/FloatingSpotify
• Youtube: http://bit.ly/Floating_YouTube

  Follow Imagined Herbal Flows here:
• https://soundcloud.com/imaginedherbalflows
• https://facebook.com/ImaginedHerbalFlows

&  Find DDM Recordings here:
• https://www.facebook.com/DDMRecordings
• https://soundcloud.com/ddmrecordings

•Submissions: submissions@ddm-recordings.com
•Licensing: licensing@ddm-recordings.com
•Booking: booking@ddm-recordings.com
•Press: contact@dealerdemusique.fr

Imagined Herbal Flows - Clouds

spotify - open.spotify.com/artist/7cY6Wh3h8rcLp62AhYKhy9

facebook - www.facebook.com/majiklondon

instagram - www.instagram.com/majiklondon

twitter - twitter.com/majiklondon

Watch the music video here- 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ro1q3qwJV90

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It's Alright

Download this: http://bit.ly/kodathewarmth

Koda
https://www.facebook.com/KodaSC
https://soundcloud.com/kodachrome
https://twitter.com/KodaSC

Sheepy on Spotify
http://bit.ly/MrSuicideSheepSpotify


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Koda - The Warmth

Untertongesang
CD Spieldauer über 77 min
erschafft einen energetischen, neutralen Raum für Meditationen, Yoga, Massagen, Entspannung, usw....

CD papajeahja - Erdenfluss

Electro didgeridoo trip

deep man / music
@deep-man-collaboration

me / words & voice

My boots are growing_ collab with deep man

Deepman has arranged another very cool version: https://soundcloud.com/augenmerk/my-boots-are-growing_collab-with-deep-man


deep man / music
me / words & voice

It came to the collaboration, because I had listened to deep man's 'One minute bass' https://soundcloud.com/deepman1/one-minute-bass and I found it great. It was really fun reading with this  cool rhythm. Thanks.

My boots are growing_collab 2 with deep man

Music & arrangement deep man
words me

Text
Rainy times, afterwards sunshine or snow.
My earth dress has cracks, my feet want to go.
I'm playing ball.
My steps seek their tracks, don't find them no more.
You blow me away,world, how fast is the show?
In some hearts i'll remain, and in some minds maybe too.
What do my breaches weigh, how much weighs time?
I'm my present to you, world, transition is never far.
Rainy times, afterwards sunshine or snow, I'm playing ball.
I don't lose the ground, I never give up. 
Quiet days, noisy days, I'm playing ball.
No need to survey the blowing away, the coming and going.
Running off is a no go, no other conclusion comes to my mind
Trusting is not always easy, but when i fall, I get up again.
I'm playing ball.

Playing ball_Collab with deep man

I’m playing ball

I’m playing ball, ball, ball, ball... 
After rainy times, there's sunshine or snow.
My earth dress has cracks, my feet want to go 
My steps seek their tracks, don’t find them no more  
You blow me away, world. How fast ist the show?
In some hearts I’ll remain, in some minds maybe too.
What do my breaches weigh, how much weighs time?
I’m my present to you, world, transition is never far.
After rainy times, sunshine or snow.
I’m playing ball, ball, ball, ball... letting it flow.

I don’t lose the ground, I don’t give him up.
My earth shoe binds me 
And whether a book of deeds finds me, I don’t know.
Whom do I find, reading the book so near on the brink?
Rainy times, afterwards there’s sunshine or snow.
these streets carry steps until they go.
wasting me, comping me, not keeping me safe.
No need of hoarding. A garden grows till it’s overblown.
then losing the ground, then letting him go.

Quiet days, noisy days, I’m playing ball.
No need to survey the blowing away, the coming and going.
Running off is a no go. No other solution comes to my mind.
Trusting is not always easy, and when I fall, I get up again.
The rainforest and reveries are putting me off,
Some day my step will end, and I move along,
forgetting this horse, this ride, this breath.
The next part, the next act nobody knows
And till then I throw and catch the ball.
I’m playing ball and the floating goes on. 


Ich spiele Ball_ I’m playing ball

Ich spiele Ball, ball, ball, ball ...
Regenzeit, danach die Sonne. Oder es schneit.
Mein Erdenkleid hat  Risse und mein Fuß läuft weit.
Mein Schritt sucht seine Spur und findet nichts im Wind.
Vielleicht verbläst du mich, Welt. wie schnell vergisst du mich?
Manchen Menschen bleibe ich im Herzen, manchem in Sinn.
Doch wenn sie an mich denken, wo schau’n sie hin?
Was wiegen meine Brüche, was wiegt die Zeit?
Möchte mich verschenken, der Wandel ist nie weit.
Regenzeit, danach die Sonne. Oder es schneit.


Verlier’ den Boden nicht. Geb’ ihn nicht auf.
mein Erdschuh verbindet mich
und ob  ein Tatenbuch mich bindet, weiß ich nicht.
Wen finde ich, wer hält mein Buch so nah am Abgrund?
Regenzeit, danach die Sonne. Oder es schneit.
Fass meinen Leuchtschritt ein, diese Straßen tragen,
verschwende mich, verschenke mich, spar mich nicht auf, 
ich horte nichts, ein Klanggarten wächst und wartet mich.
Verlier den Boden nicht. Geb ihn nicht auf.


Stille Tage, laute Tage, Ich spiele Ball, 
brauch keinen Überblick übers Kommen und Vergehen.
Davonrennen geht nicht. Eine andere Lösung fällt mir nicht ein.
Nicht immer ist Vertrauen leicht, doch wenn ich falle, steh ich auf.
Die Regenschnur, der Regenwald und Träumereien winken ab.
irgendwann endet mein Schritt, ich geh ich weiter, 
vergesse dieses Pferd, den Ritt, den Atem am Brett.
wer kennt den nächsten Part, den nächsten Akt.
und bis dahin werfe und fange ich, spiele ich Ball






Ich spiele Ball_Playing Ball 2_deep man & Augenmerk (with lyrics)

https://soundcloud.com/esuyamagishi
https://soundcloud.com/slingingwain/milky-way
https://soundcloud.com/slingingwain/stell-dich


Passes fast, what seems important and nice, 
and remains on the edge! 
You’re looking at me through bushes of snow.
From your tree-house I am small and you up there are flying.
And nothing detains your flight, you are free! 
Oh, happy day! 

I take my power to myself, 
horses on the run, sparrow that crosses my way.
Over and over again the sleep takes me inwards. 
Dream show, let me travel! 
My wish for security. Does’nt exist, I reply.
Living at the edge of day, rested?
Man and woman, a vehicle put down in the warmth?
Taking off chains, this chance exists. 
Supporting wheel saying thanks to all which lent a hand. 
Woman and man, and springtime at the lake.

 I choose heaven, often, word which stands for luck. 
Where those meet who are getting on well.   
Place for all, growing in everybody.
In between rocks, meadows, gale. 
In between the time comes and goes, roasting, preparing. 
Putting up with that what is given, and I know nothing. 

Whether I live in fullness, enthusiastic and on the trace of fun 
without considering my losses, or saving me up, 
whether I am committed, understand my heart wind – 
however, he sometimes sleeps me to the wall, 
lays me down in old grass, there I play with my fingers – 
whether I understand the way, collecting me, discipline and hope, 
tenaciously persisting, or not, forgetting the apple dream. 
Now, finally, my pain mentions itself completely by itself 
put to the bird's wall and his echo goes down in the call of the world

However, now my body sings this song louder, 
hand and foot, the back, the head. The heart.
Approaching the lake, the gate, my path full of roots, 
footbridge in the land of day. 
Rich blessing on the road, oh happy day.




Oh Happy Day! / S.Yamagishi_with lyrics

Fires grown, that make hot the fright. 
I allow me to cool, into the night. 
The sheepman dances around the house every hour, 
letting go spell and magic, whispering his blessing.

Feuer gewachsen, die machen Angst heiß.
Mich kühlen lassen in die Nacht hinein.
Tanzt der Schafmann jede Stund' ums Haus,
lässt Bann und Zauber los,
flüstert seinen Segensspruch.



Feuer gewachsen/Fires grown_Collaboration with Le Schwarz

Mein Lachen sucht_Collaboration mit Le Schwarz

Nachtfetzen_Collaboration mit Le Schwarz

She opens the doors a little further
Dense and obstructed
Not long ago
The cold hand
Dense and obstructed
The cold wall
Even if the mouth
Often speaks differently
Curiously too
Out of the window
Until in the icescape
Honey Flows
Dense and obstructed
The Shergin,
Child that closes doors and looks
Until in the icescape 
Honey Flows
Until in the icescape 
Honey Flows

Sie öffnet die Türen etwas weiter
Dicht und versperrt
Nicht lange her
Die kalte Hand
Dicht und versperrt
Die kalte Wand
Auch wenn der Mund 
oft anders spricht
Auch neugierig
Zum Fenster raus 
Bis im Eisland Honig fließt
Dicht und versperrt
Entkommen nicht erlaubt
Die Schergin, 
Kind, das Türen schließt und schaut
Bis im Eisland Honig fließt
Bis im Eisland Honig fließt


Eisland und Honig_Collab mit Le Schwarz

Composed, arranged, performed & produced by :
Carlos Vivanco.

Cowgirls On Acid

Composed ,arranged, performed and produced by:
Carlos Vivanco.

Salim Redub

How I Wrote Elastic Man are Barry Snaith & Garry Marshall. Produced by The Inconsistent Jukebox • Words and spoken delivery - Karin Tarabochia  https://soundcloud.com/augenmerk • Electronic soundscape - Garry Marshall https://soundcloud.com/newmownhay • Drums, percussion, guitars - Barry Snaith https://soundcloud.com/barry_snaith •  Art by the amazing #ericlacombe •
Schwanentanz (The Danse Of Swans) - words by Augenmerk. 
Morbid bird, at the table with me today. Do I read him, does he read me? Throw him seeds, from which love grows, blow the frost. I’m rolling, stumbling, falling on the heart road. And what carries me? A ray of sun. The hollow hand holds in a loose clutch. Weather blesses. Farewell is always approaching. Too tired, much too fragile! A crape has surrounded me. Could it be different, better, softer? How often the world knocks, bulges in my round! Seeing with free eyes! Life is beautiful! Star, on which I wander cosmically - Every night a book opens itself and catches the fall to the valley, Light-trail in the darkness, into which each farewell bends.
And my dreams fly away. We go the way of shards on colorful splinters. A pall smoothes the land to a wing. Crows circle. Still I can dress every sentence, put him boots and a sea. My knowledge still travels with me, my anticipation looks under the whispering. If it were permitted, would all be lovers?

 Ship in the swell, let us fish! A few throws. Spread a few ideals, which contain us, in the sea and sing! 
How long does time tear the thread and ladder us? Has wings, colorful bird Dragonflight,
The ghosts are still silent, quietly involved. Blue, nothing but blue and green, in which the sun is playing. Zones, which we enter and leave, seen at light: Pollen. All decays and paints the ground, and not even that remains. But still everything is possible and nothing ends, before it is to an end!Continue to throw the ball, chase the glances, live the dream. Revelation is announced. Wonderful metamorphosis! Instead of torn open land smooth world skin! Instead of power struggle the dance of swans and jubilation! But still everything is possible and nothing ends, before it is to an end!  Throw the ball, chase the glances, live the dream. Spread ideals, which contain us, in the sea and sing!  And someday we see the path dropping from our feet, becoming lighter, going on...

Schwanentanz (The Danse Of Swans)

Foto: deep man
Ausbrechen. Vulkan. Blitz. Krater, über den es bricht. Implodiert, nach außen birst. Zerfetzt und eicht. Den Weg bahnt. Jeden Raum aus dem Zwang dehnen. Der Kraft entgegengehen, sie benützen und in ihren Spiegel sehen, der meiner würdig, der mir gebührt, der meiner Kraft entspricht ... mich ausbrechen lassen, ...

La Marche Cosmique_Ausbrechen _Collab with deep man

Ausbrechen __ deep man & Augenmerk

CRAZY COMPASS: Penza, Russia - Schwarzenberg, Austria - Moscow, Russia (February 2016)
https://crazycompass.bandcamp.com/track/deep-walk-with-augenmerk-somebody-bo

music: Alexander Bozhday @somebody-bo
german texts: Karin Tarabochia @augenmerk
russian texts: Nata Boundariver @crazycompass

DEEP WALK (pidgin-version)

I walking carefully, knowing that each of meeting can be my friend.
And so, on one of turns I see - the street is completely empty.
From these thoughts - the cars are stopping.
From these thoughts - the windows are opening.
And people look at me.

And so strongly remind of something their songs.
And so familiar seems their voices.
But nearness is lost forever.

It's just the air movement.

*

Full of doubts I go by night through the garden,
because fear uses (wastes) courage and feeds worries.
For the fifth time I run to the beach to look the wild sea,
fascinatedly watching the water mountains, which are scudding.
Hard to let go the doubts, because my heart is deaf.
However, only the bright window counts.

*

The memory - there on the bottom of the lake.
The deep black lake.
On watersides of the forgotten
grows the new days
and bright new smiles.
And in the eyes of people
there are nothing,
what would reminded me

that i losed.

*

The night has made off, 
A few feathers still in the field 
in the morning sun.
Night plumage, dark-black, bluish black,
and heavy cloths, velvet and taffeta – 
now they lie somewhere else.
I am seeking the step from yesterday,
that lead me here,  but don't go him any more.
I see the scarp in the stone,
in the rock  I understand the night,
why and how she changed me 
and I hand over her dress to the morning.
New territory in which my breath writes.

*

Believing that something has changed
in these new faces,
looking as the old,
I'm going through one street,
second,
third,
stop in order not to get lost,
and the past does not matter,
because I don't see it:
my eyes are filled with the light of a new day.
Houses shiftes imperceptibly,
Trees moves with spurts of my steps.
I wonder again. Carefully.

In order to pass through myself.

*

Stranded and come upon land,
Cat's tail which came from far away.
I roll my words across rocks to the silver valley
and rise newborn from the spirals of dark night,
encased in morning light and morning mood.
Golden eyes release me
to light and shade, to the sparkling shine.
Thousand voices call me into the day.

Photo: Alexander Bozhday (more: http://bozhday.livejournal.com)

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deep walk (with Augenmerk & Somebody Bo)

I write poems, lyrics, I'm open for collaboration.
Listen https://wouwouandthewormling.bandcamp.com/album/vox
https://theaudiobin.bandcamp.com/album/the-audio-bin-ii
https://moon-dust.bandcamp.com/album/last-days
Artists I've collaborated with in order of happening: @klaustauber @in-mobile 
@nicol-s-sebasti-n-gonz-lez @remotely-creative @wasabison @ftdrop @axelweis @dKeifer @deepman1 @leschwarz @esuyamagishi @barry_snaith @herculeszentrale @discratebye @meshmass @crazycompass @somebody-bo @sofiabenedicta @telefan @unearth-noise @johnny-bakerlite @its-tophonicus @fraudstein @yellow-salamandr-7 @helenswambo @richard-blaine-3  @petri-kiviniemi  @hotos @soundwanderer @couch-king-presents @orteneamland @bonetender @bill-boethius @black-floyduser365529  @goldenrod5000 @lillithe @popropo-goes-collab @user-242143924 FJNA @craig-winstanley-1 
@bobby-brady @mr-pepino @she-s-excited @soulmuzick13 @jonathan_beckenstein @esemanolain-ruizzo @the-audio-bin @soloneili @belial-pelegrim @wust @ruedirena @wilwilwil @rss001  electroHippie @clouders_for   @open-strings  @luhd ...