Name: Lisp (Sam Sax) by BC Fairies
Duration: 2 min 53 s
Description: Amazing and powerful poem by Sam Sax. Check out https://www.samsax.com/

Memories - I used to get called out of class for occasional "vocal therapy" - for a lisp and other issues. I used to love it though. Would sit and chat with the therapist about movies and stuff...was kind of sad when they said "you're cured!" lol

Bonjour à tous,ce projet musical à été mise en oeuvre 3 mois avant la disparition de la bonne Reine Elisabeth, coïncidence!... Souvenirs d'une époque lointaine pour rendre hommage à ces musiques et ce climat existentiel qui nous ont fait tant vibrer..... Musicalement vôtre....and... God save the Queen for Eternity!!...

London.

Original song inspired by the question what if someone like David Bowie never found his way to his muse. How many wonderful gifts remain in the hearts of their creators never to be seen by the world?

Lyrics
He wears a suit that never fit him and it's sad to say it fits him worse now
He has no clue of how to change it so he silently puts it on every day
He used to think his life would burn so brightly Now he tells himself what a joke he really is
Still a voice cries from deep within Come on Man I’ve always been here

He wears a suit that never fit him and the world just shrugs
Another mumbling voice in the wilderness against this world’s din
How can we fight for every square inch of land but for our own people not give a damn
Still even with all odds against it beauty finds a way to shines

How can we calculate the loss when a wildflower never blooms
How can we measure the loss of a genius that the world never knew

He wears a suit that never fit him and I hope he finds his way out
Cause there are empty places in our psyche waiting for his touch
Let’s pray he finds his way through the maddening maze to the place where his muse waits  
So that we can find one more place to rest in this parched land of ours

He Wears A Suit

Irresponsibility is just fine, as long as you keep what's important to you.

Song : Hiroyuki Ishimoto
Lyrics : Yuji Yamamoto 
Produce : Davy Lotsbooks 
Performance : Gatta

Lyrics: 

Looking up at the sky,
The clear air permeates my body.
Just like tidying up a desk,
I simply discard what is unnecessary.
What is important is kept close.

When I feel lighter, I'll find “IT”.
IT's why I'm here now.
I've just kept doing IT all along.
From now on, I'll continue to polish IT.
Don't forget what's important.
Don't forget what's important.

I don't know anymore, I don't care.
Being irresponsible is just fine.

It's just fine. It's just fine.

It's like being pushed by a gentle wind,
Flowing smoothly, a bit lonely.

I don't know anymore, I don't care.
Being irresponsible is just fine.
I don't know anymore, I don't care.
Being irresponsible is just fine.

It's just fine. It's just fine.
It's just right. It's just right.

Just fine. / ちょうどいいのさ

First track from my new Anonymous project Autjoy.
GOLD has a experimental beat arrangement. 

A mix of spoken word and singing vocals delivers my exploration of what it means to be neurodivergent. 

GOLD will appear on my new Album out on 5/5/2023 on Bandcamp.


GOLD   https://autjoy.bandcamp.com/album/gold


I feel like I am trespassing on solid ground 
Too long have I just been floating around gathering beats subconsciously tuning in the reverberations and details and the patterns of your 
Words
The pulsating light from the fluorescent tubes abuses my senses along with the background hum
I walk about numb with psychic blinkers on trying to ignore the glare from the
Sun
I get multiple interpretations of expressions and instructions so I try to follow your flow 
I want to know so I carry out my own private investigation of your 
Soul

I exist and feel the twist
Push and pull 
I get the gist
Analyse the hows and whys 
I just don’t think like you

Can’t do the things the way you do
Got my quirks and reasons too
Analyse the lows and highs 
And all that’s in-between

Emotions strike I ride the rush 
It’s almost like I feel too much 
Analyse the truth and lies 
Arrive at my own  view 

I need clarification to make sure I know what it is you’re talking about 
I could’ve zoned out I’m not being rude but the first thing you said was really interesting but I think you’ve moved
On
Its ok I always frown don’t worry about it it’s where I hold my attention
Anyway you keep changing the subject and it’s a bit Intense 
I don’t think my thoughts are matching my
Face 
You got emotional in what seems like a negative way 
It’s like a black hole I need to escape from I’m shutting down on some kind of overload 
I can’t process your information and the energy 
Hurts

I exist and feel the twist
Push and pull 
I get the gist
Analyse the hows and whys 
I just don’t think like you

Can’t do the things the way you do
Got my quirks and reasons too
Analyse the lows and highs 
And all that’s in-between

Emotions strike I ride the rush 
It’s almost like I feel too much 
Analyse the truth and lies 
Arrive at my own view

GOLD

Dust is a song about leaving things behind to enforce personal growth. Pondering about your past, you can become blind to your present and the growth in between. This emotional dust has to be blown off the surface. Stop negative self talk and realize, that the things you did in the past have been done by your former self. Accept, that there is wrong about it and that there is no way to change certain decicions. Though having the same goal, the person you are today may solve things differently. Special thanks to the band for recording and to Berni Armstrong for tweaking the lyrics.

Nadine de Macedo: composition, arrangement, production, lyrics, programming
intoyourlight: vocals
Johnny Mc Farlane: guitars
Seppo: bass

Where to find us:
https://soundcloud.com/nadinedemacedo
https://soundcloud.com/user-851624740
https://soundcloud.com/johnnymc2
https://soundcloud.com/user-152719767

==== LYRICS ====

I suffocate in an album full of memories
Try to recreate beautiful sceneries
But now all I can see is how I used to be

I can feel
How it's taking over me
Fill my lungs with dust
Misfortune and mistrust

I can't breathe
Cause it's bursting inside me
All covered up with snow
It's time to gain control

I dig into shattered hopes and prophecies
Inhaling life with all its tragedies
But now all I can see is how I used to be

I can feel
How it's taking over me
Fill my lungs with dust
Misfortune and mistrust

I can't breathe
Cause it's bursting inside me
All covered up with snow
It's time to gain control

Can't take my eyes off you
You're just someone I knew
Come take my hand, take me away!

Goodbye to my former self
I'll be somebody else
No regrets and no return!

I can feel
How it's taking over me
Clear my lungs from dust
Misfortune and mistrust

I can breathe
While it's bursting inside me
All covered up with snow
I’ve finally gained control

Ah, clear my lungs from dust!
Ah, clear my lungs from dust!

Dust

Hey… so what are Vintage Bone: B-Sides? They are older songs and little ditties that got lost in my growing pile of recordings. This winter, I have been going through my catalog, pulling out a couple songs, here and there, and creating a new pile called Vintage Bone. Most needed some remixing and production adjustments. Some are first take versions of songs I like to re-record often. Ever notice that sometimes first versions seem to be the best, even if a redo is compositionally better? With this song, ‘There You Are’ from 2015, I noticed the vocals were ruined by plosives, hissing and distortion. (Nope, I do not have a pop filter -yet-. Haha.) There was way too much compression and reverb, and I overdid the EQ… all of which seemed to dull the song's natural character, so I made some adjustments and rerecorded the guitar solos. Sure, it’s just GarageBand, so please, cut me some slack. Thanks. Yes, sometimes I’d rather live in my dreams, with all my favorite ice creams. Most of us spend a third of our lives sleeping and dreaming. I dream like an old dog now. The symbolism and metaphors are wildly revealing. The vast dream world, of the places I go, and people I meet, is filled with extraordinary things. Sometimes there are dangerous situations filled with scary moments. I can fly, sometimes I encounter supernatural beings, but often I have recurring dreams where the places and people are familiar to me. Once in April, I dreamt about a mentor I had as a kid, who died. I woke up crying. I did not know he had passed, and thought he was still alive so I sent him a letter. Months passed, and I forgot about it. Then I received a letter from his wife. She was gracious and said she received my letter in the same month that her husband, my mentor, had passed away years ago. She said April’s were always difficult for her, and the letter was a godsend. In the letter, I had mentioned to my mentor how thankful I was that he was a part of my life as a kid. A bright spot as it were. She said no one ever mentioned that to him before, and thanked me many times. It was that dream that convinced me to pay attention to dreams. I have written over a hundred pages of dream experiences, and hopefully one day before I go, hee-hee…. I will write a book about those dreams. But for now, I have some snow shoveling to do. Hope you’re all well. Thanks for dropping by, m

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Vintage Bone: B-Sides... There You Are

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Amazing and powerful poem by Sam Sax. Check out https://www.samsax.com/

Lisp (Sam Sax)

I Saw Her Standing There==, Gene Jumper, The Beatles, ( cover )    the picture, me and my Band,( THE WHEELS ) in the 1960's

I Saw Her Standing There==, Gene Jumper, The Beatles, ( Cover )

By Your Side

32 anni di vita 

Ho trovato tanti ostacoli nella 
Mia vita che avvolte pensavo 
Fosse veramente finita è pensavo 
Di essere prigioniero  a vita, nella 
Mia vita ho sempre collezionato 
Qualche ferita che mi a bruciato 
Tutta la vita. 32 anni di vita è 
Finalmente sono riuscito ad
Abbandonare il mio passato 
Che mi a sempre dato qualche 
Grattacapo.  Con il tempo ho 
Recuperato tutto il tempo che
Avevo abbandonato è buttato,
Non mi sento più prigioniero di
Me stesso è soprattutto non mi
Sento più depresso con me stesso.
Perché vivo la vita in modo diverso 
In un nuovo universo. 32 anni di vita 
È si trova sempre la giusta via d’uscita,
Adesso vivo una bellissima vita perché 
Finalmente sono tornato quello di prima.
Adesso posso riprogrammare tutta la 
Mia vita perché finalmente ho trovato 
La giusta via di uscita per fare una 
Bellissima vita, 32 anni di vita è ogni
Difficoltà lo sempre sconfitta per vivere 
Una degna vita.

Lisp (Sam Sax)

BC Fairies

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