I'm enjoying these bossa-ishy finds. Hope you do as well.

Bossa-ish

Pick Yer Poison II

Jazz Gems

Tropical

BOSSA NOVA 
A force de se plier en quatre, on nous oublie dans une poche.

TRANSLATION: 
By holding it all in,
Days spent barely breathing,
I lost all my savoir-vivre,
I forgot how to love you.
An origami ready to fall apart—
Forget this cootie catcher.
Blow gently on it,
Let it fly away.
Let’s push out the living room walls,
Break through the sound barrier,
Make the frames dance,
make Disrupt the lines.
Despite the ceiling’s height,
We lost altitude,
Let’s sweep aside our worries
keep only thrill and chill.
Tired of bending over backward,
Let’s take up all our space,
Arms open to the open sea,
Facing the horizon.
No need to chase fortune;
Wheels are made to turn.
No need to aim for the moon—
Just come and kiss me.
Let’s push out the living room walls,
Break through the sound barrier,
Make the frames dance,
make Disrupt the lines.
Despite the ceiling’s height,
We lost altitude,
Let’s sweep aside our worries
keep only thrill and chill.

06 - Origami

05 - Tahiti

This is a wonderful tune written by Charles Mingus. This is for his 100th birthday that just passed a few days ago.  This is going to perhaps be on my upcoming album "Jazz Standards Volume 3 Now." Joe Gilman on piano, Chris Symer on bass, Michael Stephans on drums and yours truly on guitar.  This is just a rough mix.  First attempt. I like to do at least three tries minimum. 

Mingus was my biggest musical and influence.  I was fortunate enough to have lived with him briefly in the late 70s.

He wrote this in dedication to Charlie Parker - Bird.I first heard this song on Mingus's Atlantic recording The Clown released in 1957.  I was a toddler when I heard it.  Believe it or not I remember listening to those old records my father played, especially Blues and Roots with Wednesday Night Prayer Meeting.

Reincarnation of a Lovebird

Recorded and mixed by L.Menta. 

I had some fun with some samples and synth and added bass and guitar. Take a rest!

Urvieh macht Pause

Performed at The Sofia Theater March 15, 2024. Written by Henry Robinett 2022. Joe Gilman piano, Jacam Manricks tenor, Ben Kopf upright bass, Cameron Womack drums.Recorded live and live mixer Eduardo Garza. Mixed by Henry Robinett

In  The Creek

Big thanks to Donald Bell for this collab!

https://on.soundcloud.com/jWpJg

My Heart Is Yours Ft. Donald Bell

3rd fret e/g/c

Speak a thousand words
You'll never think about again
so quick to cover up 
Beautiful stories on my skin

Feeling used, feeling cheap
Still my heart is yours to keep
Feel untrue, I feel weak
And still my heart is yours 

Cross my heart id rather die
Than to live another lie
You were the apple of my eye
This love is rotten to the core

Feeling used, feeling cheap
Still my heart is yours to keep
Feel untrue, I feel weak
And still my heart is yours 

Let my mind wander
But my body stays
Growing tired of the games
That you always play

If you love it, set it free
Things that are, weren't meant to be
can't cut the line, it's killing me
Oh .. it's killing me

Feeling used, feeling cheap
Still my heart is yours to keep
Feel untrue, I feel weak
And still my heart is yours 

So let the curtain fall
So this tragedy can end
My heart might still be yours
But it can learn to love again

Feeling used, feeling cheap
Still my heart is yours to keep
Feel untrue, I feel weak
And still my heart is yours 








My Heart Is Yours ft. Donald Bell

'Back Garden Blues' After a lazy day in the garden, doing very little work, I Adjourned to my music studio and spontaneously came up with this piece. After which I continued with my gardening chores.

A Cupboardful Of Hats

Back Garden Blues

Montez à bord de notre pédalo!
Jump on our pedalboat!

Lyrics (translation test) Climatic ballad!

It’s not normal
It’s way too hot
Tropical days for everyone
Glaciers melting too soon
The southern lands already drowned
We’re cutting down trees / we’re digging underwater
Only To stuff one animal
In our not-so-global fishbowl
Soon, no stream will flow anymore
 On my banjo
I couldn’t care less 
I do like the birds, like the cicadas
On my banjo
I’m trying hard
I do like the birds, like the cicadas
Despite tropical cyclones
They invite you to dance on cruise ships
In the newspaper, on the radio
They praise the frugal, they sell you the warehouse
Turn on the AC, switch on the fan
Or play Russian roulette at the casino
We all want to die as eco-friendly men
But not too fast, as Georges sang at Bobino
On my pedal boat
I’m the one pedaling 
No more birds, no more cicadas
On my pedal boat
I’m trying hard
No more birds, no more cicadas
A banal depressing ballad
Great fatigue from these scenarios
Wanting to bury my head in the sand
Dancing a ballet of daft ostriches 
On my banjo I’m hurting myself
No more birds, no more cicadas
On my pedal boat, I’m the one pedaling
When there’s no more water, we’ll all be in the hold

Balade climatique - Bossa

'In Summary' is a mid tempo fusion track.

Walking The Straight And Narrow

In Summary

Waiting

'Double Down' A light Latin/Bossa feel featuring my good friend Andy Grossart on Bass. Also sharing composition.

Walking the Straight and Narrow

Double Down

Double Down ( Feat. Andy Grossart)

I am so grateful for all of the support I receive here on soundcloud. Thank you so much for sharing, streams, comments, and messages about this song. I am honored that you like it. This is a track from my upcoming album.

© 2024 Lyrics And Music By Brenda Doss

Lyrics:
In a room that you call your own     
Every day like the one before
What you left it was never home     
And the people now are gone

All your life in a twelve by ten     
And your dreams mostly in your head
Where's the love well it came and went     
And it's been away too long

This isn't where you thought you'd be     
Alone every night with your tv
A bottle of wine won't help     
What's missing in your life

I see the writing on the wall   
Do you think it's over?
I hear what you won't say    
What's always on your mind
Don't tell me you can't ever change     
'Cause I've seen you hopeful
Tell me you will think      
Of all that you can try

Ladada da da da da da ...     
       
In a room where it all began     
With your life there in plastic bags
You give up what you never had     
Cause everything has changed

All the years they get by somehow  
And the hope where you once were proud
Of the plans they were so profound     
But were humbled by the game

I see the writing on the wall    
Cause you think it's over
I know what's goin on    
When you say you're alright
You tell me you can't start again  
Nothin's left to hope for
I say that's not true     
There's so much you can try
If only you can try     
There's so much you can try

When you look out every morning in your life
Look ahead and not behind
You never know what tomorrow brings you

This isn't where I thought you'd stay
I'm down on my knees and now I pray
Cause what you're about to do  
There'll be no turning back
No  'cause I think it's over  

I saw the writing on the wall    
But I couldn't stop you
You said that you'd hold on    
And now I say goodbye

When I think I'm out of hope  
Nothin's left to live for
I can hear you say      
It's gonna be alright
If only you can try     
YEAH YEAH  if only you can try
If only you can try      
You can try, you can try

Ladada da da da da da ...

You Can Try

A Portuguese Cyrano, how would he be?

I have an older version (not published here in SoundCloud) with a faster tempo. Here I tried to slow it down to see if it still works.


Nascido para vencer,
senhor do meu nariz.
Mas tu podes crer:
Nunca serei nada neste país
à beira-mar plantado.
Já não escapo do meu fado.
Só me resta ser feliz.

E as melodias, e os sonhos desta arte
seguem-nos,
seguem-nos por toda a parte.
E ao partirmos com as lembranças,
com o talento, com a esperança e o sentimento
de uma nova madrugada,
é um novo dia, cheio de versos, de poesia,
e a suave companhia de umas tágides anafadas.
E as doces brisas, e os furacões da sorte
levam-nos
levam-nos para além da morte.

Porque a vida eterna é esta:
Que te conheçam a ti só
por único Deus verdadeiro
e a teu filho, a quem enviaste.

E, ao repousar na terra,
os corpos unem-se às raízes
e as vidas áridas e estéreis
crescem lindas e felizes.

Nascido para vencer, senhor deste país.
Mas tu podes crer: Nunca serei dono do meu nariz
na face mal plantado.
Já não escapo do meu fado.
Só me resta ser feliz.

Nascido Para Vencer (2024)

static

Astrarium

Colloidal Foam

Alex Nyman (New Zealand) - saxophone, flutes
Axel Weiß (Germany) - guitars
Thanks Alex, for the joyful music ☀️

Listen to https://soundcloud.com/alex-nyman-759436259

Breeze of a Bossa (Alex Nyman & Axel Weiß)

Harmony / Balance

Enemy Of My Enemy

Der Rest vom Sommer

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Making music, mainly with guitar. In the past (70s/80s) a lot, now from time to time. My paintings correspond to the music. You are welcome to listen and to enjoy if you like, if you can. Peace, Axel