Here is the place for collaborations I'm involved. 
Blooming luck, having the opportunity to work with all you wonderful musicians. Thank you all.

For more information see track details please.

Set 5: Collaborations

Iohannes: acoustic & reversed guitars
E.M. Slocum: vocals
bitzone: percussion, samples, electronics & mix

More Iohannes music @iohannes
More E. M. Slocum music @em-slocum

Sunrise Next #E. M. Slocum|Iohannes

Five vocalists and the question of how they feel about the region in which they live, while they write their lines.
Plus a guitarist, bass, synths and drums and a bit of mixing.
Sounds simple, it is from the idea, but the time until such a project is really finished passes quickly ... from the beginning to the completion it took almost half a year. 
Now I am happy to have brought everything to a good end.

Many thanks to all involved for the commitment and friendship. 
Have fun listening - yours bitzone
---

Vocals
Marquis Zane (Portland, Oregon) @couch-king-presents
Oven Fresh The Chef (Phoenix, Arizona) @ovenfreshthechef
Peter Sparker (Atlanta, Georgia) @peter-sparker
Tanisha Jackland (Seattle, Washington) @ladyofire
Stone Catcherye (Goshen, Connecticut) @stonecatcherye

Acoustic & Electric Guitars
Fabi Köhler (Hamm, NRW) @theblacksuedeshoes

Keys, Bass, Drums
bitzone (Münster, NRW)@bitzone

Guitar recordings
Noah Biggeleben (Münster, NRW) @theblacksuedeshoes

Mixed & Produced by bitzone

---

Stoney

it doesn't matter if I tell you which sky I'm from

Couch 

Time often goes real slow
When the vitamin D starts to feel real low
From January to May 
Each meal got dough 
Cause the rain still flows  
As I stay in doors 
And my melanin foregoes any hope that it shows
In the summertime 
I’m just sitting and waiting 
Till we’ll get to grow
Sprout my head out and reveal from below
Hello this is Portland

Oven Fresh The Chef

From the mountains to the valleys from the lows to the peaks.
From the loudest to the calloused to your soul it will speak.
From the crowds to the alleys and we roll with the heat.
Never doubt it, grab the chalice and a bowl we will seek.

It's a festival of music. Keep your ear to the streets.
The sunsets are beautiful. It's almost like a dream.
The smokes in the air. Got 'em feeling my aroma.
I'm just another stoner kid here from Arizona. 

Stoney 

I am from the sky
I like to be high
& smile
I live, you should try
it's a real good time
it doesn't matter if I tell you what town I'm from
it doesn't matter if I tell you which place I'm from

Peter

I sit back and burn
think about past adventures
lessons that I learned
where my future may venture
I just let life do what it do
because no matter what I do
that's what it's gonna do
no need to let the stress level rise
I'd rather write raps wit the red chinky eyes
windows down as we ride
Atlanta representative that's where I write my rhymes

Lady Of Fire Poetry

Seattle is still a great place.There are a lot of people with
big heart here. It's still so soulful. People enjoy the artists and musicians.
And the real raw energy that lives here. It brings people together.
Not to mention its natural green beauty and oh yeah I forgot, the rain.

Stoney

I am from the sky
I like to be high
& smile
I live, you should try
it's a real good time
it doesn't matter if I tell you which place I'm from

I am from that place 
one more star in space
I feel pluto's pain
I live, you should try
it's a real good time
it doesn't matter if I tell you which place I'm from

Interview

Interview #Couch King|Oven Fresh TC|Stone Catcherye|Peter Sparker|Lady Of Fire|Fabi

This little piece is the third miniature made of fieldrecordings by gluid. 
The first part: https://soundcloud.com/bitzone/gluidification
The second part: https://soundcloud.com/bitzone/gluidification-2

The idea to this was given by Marlinda (@arcellia), she asked if I could make a sequel of the first parts with samples of water, drops etc. Gluid sent me two files containing a lot of wet sounds: https://soundcloud.com/gluid-1/bathwater-field and https://soundcloud.com/gluid-1/recordings-of-a-rainy-day
Here it is ;)

Maybe nice to know - I edited the piece during my holidays in the netherlands. I spent the time living on a boat driving around the absolutely beautiful province of Fryslân. So it's a truely netherland piece with bathtub/rain-sounds from there.
Couldn't fit better, I think ;)

Thanks again Bram for sharing your recording sessions.
gluid's page @gluid-1

Gluidification 3 (water edition)

How do you feel about the rights of others, or about your own?
A mood statement about otherness and uniqueness, sexuality and self-determination.

With great thanks to all involved, may the future be better!

---

Vocals
Milky Himself @milkyhimself
Malu https://www.instagram.com/lunartickband/
Marquis Zane @couch-king-presents
Peter Sparker @peter-sparker

Guitars
Fabi @theblacksuedeshoes

Keys, Bass, Drums
bitzone @bitzone

---

*Milky*
aye aye aye … listen up …

What were you conditioned to believe in?
Is a woman and a man equal are they even?
Love is unconditional then does it need a reason?
If a man loves a man is he a heathen?

If we both love girls have a threesome
bring her cousin, get our freak on
I don’t really care who I put meat on 
you can turn the lights off, baby leave the beat on

I be like …

Love who you wanna love.
fuck who you wanna fuck, suck who you wanna suck.
Love who you wanna love.
Plus you can never love too much

yeah and really though:

See I don’t fuck with the requirements
and I don’t chime in when the choir sings
Hose you down like the firemen
I think the patriarchy needs retirement, so I’m denying them.

• Are you under the rainbow looking up or on a high-horse looking down?

*Malu*
Gay pride wants you to fall, why don't you want that pot of gold. 

*Peter*
You do you I'ma do me
we don't gotta be enemies
jus because we disagree
everyone is entitled to their own opinion
not hurtin anyone continue livin how you livin
be who you are don't hide yoself
if you do then you'll always feel by yoself
I'm not gay but if I was
what other people thought I wouldn't give a fuck
so nothin against anybody that is
it's your choice to live the life you live
live it
people fear what they don't understand
it's double bad if you're a gay Black Man
some men love to see Women kiss
but not 2 men yo that don't make sense
but again people like what they like
but what what you likes not a reason to take yo life

• Are you under the rainbow looking up or on a high-horse looking down?

*Malu*
Misogyny and hate, your mother would be so ashamed. 
Within your lyrics, there beats a second pulse. 
But you don't care as long as you wear gold. 

*Couch*
Looking up not giving up
Sure footing not secure enough 
Thru signaling escape rebuff  
Still limiting by law will snuff

Ya think ya finna stand right up
Until ya bout to loose ya stuff 
Ya medals and your trophy cups
Your devils that a cause stir up

Your chance to be the best in club
Your stance that causes mass erupt
Societal division ta
Keep the power that is stuck  

This ain’t disorderly conduct   
When independence disrupts they don’t give a fuck 
When it comes down to it will I give it up 
Step down from looking down and start looking up

*Malu*
Gay pride wants you to fall, why don't you want that pot of gold. 
Within your lyrics, there beats a second pulse. 
But you don't care as long as you wear gold. 

• Are you under the rainbow looking up?

---

Mixed & Produced by bitzone 2022

Under The Rainbow

Under The Rainbow #Fabi|Milky Himself|Malu|Peter Sparker|Couch King

2019 version: https://soundcloud.com/bitzone/finanzamt-2019

Made with cajon, mini snare, woodblock, lid, glass, bass, hairdryer, samples and voice.
Have fun and thanks for listening.

I hate to make my annual tax declaration. I always procrastinate to do this as long as I can. I know, I'm not alone ;)
But what has to happen, happens.

One day I sat in my studio with an ultimate last writing of my tax office and read the lines. After a next beer it turned into surrealistic dada lyrics, so I decided to procrastinate a little longer and to use these funny words for an absurdly piece.

*Finanzamt (Tax Office)*

Ich erinnere Sie 
nochmals
an die Erfüllung 
Ihrer Verpflichtung
zur Abgabe
und fordere Sie auf
die oben genannte Erklärung
nunmehr bis spätestens XX
abzugeben.

Falls Sie
allerdings 
vor mehr als zwei Wochen
abgegeben haben
oder der Auffassung sind,
zur Abgabe
nicht verpflichtet zu sein,
bitte ich Sie,
dieses Schreiben mit einem Hinweis 
zurückzusenden.

---

I remind you 
once more
to fulfill
your commitment
of declaration
and resummon you
to submit
the above statement
as from now
at the latest on xx

However,
in case 
you have submitted
more than two weeks ago
or are of the different opinon
not to be obliged to 
submittance
return this letter 
with a note

Finanzamt (Tax Office)

Music by Sandy Denny 1970

Yelena Gorn (https://soundcloud.com/greystring): acoustic guitars, dobro & vocals
bitzone: percussion, bass plus strings samples & mix

About two weeks ago I got a lovely written request from Yelena to play perussion for her interpretation of Sandy Denny's Fotheringhay and to mix it. I never played on such genre before but the music cought me with it's sentimental feeling. The challenge of discovering new worlds (to me, of course;)) appealed me to try it and as a first "dive-in" I mixed her original recording to see what's possible. The more I listened to the music the more I fell in love with the melancolic mood. 
(1st mix without additions: https://soundcloud.com/greystring/fotheringhay)

After mixing the previous version I tried to support the song's character with some percussion and (in consultation with Yelena) to develop a bass and a strings arrangement. Finally the additions felt naturally and organic to me and I was happy she liked it too.
Please enjoy the music - thank you Yelena for having confidence in me.

• Fotheringhay

How often she has gazed from castle windows over
And watched the daylight passing within her captive wall
With no-one to heed her call

The evening hour is fading within the dwindling sun
And in a lonely moment those embers will be gone
And the last of all the young birds flown

Her days of precious freedom, forfeited long before
To live such fruitless years behind a guarded door
But those days will last no more

Tomorrow at this hour she will be far away
Much farther than these islands
Or the lonely Fotheringay

lyrics by Sandy Denny  (1947-1978)

Fotheringhay #Greystring

We all don't know. And we spend a lot of time thinking about it.
It's important to appreciate the life we have and make the most of it. It's important how we use our time to make sure we live the life we want.

I thank my fellow musicians, especially Marquis, who always takes a look at my quirky projects. This time he even wrote a foreword - I'm grateful for that, after we set the theme.
Furthermore I thank Fabi for his wonderful guitars and Malu for a cool singing session.

---
"My wife and I had just finished creating our “Death Docs” when bitzone reached out and asked if I wanted to work on a new song with him. “Death Docs” are what my wife was calling all the paperwork related to our will and estate planning. When I asked Bitzone what he wanted my lyrics to be about he replied “perhaps about regulating one's own affairs for an uncertain future …” I though this was good timing since this was already on my mind. As I began writing lyrics, I started to ponder what some of my generation (and older) on our death bed would say to the younger generation that will have to live with our mistakes on this planet. Maybe there is still time to fix things. As they say, always leave the campground cleaner than you found it." - Marquis Zane aka Couch King, 2022 Dec.

---
Vocals & Lyrics:
Marquis Zane @couch-king-presents
bitzone @bitzone

Vocals
Malu www.instagram.com/lunartickband/

Guitars
Fabi @theblacksuedeshoes

the other stuff
bitzone @bitzone

---
What if there is nothing at the end of the road?

I leave to you my denied intuition
Kinda saw it coming all along
I leave to you my dark bleak vision
You’re right, guess we had it all wrong
I leave to you my dead optimism
To start it wasn’t really that strong
I leave to you my tired tried mission
And leave it up to you take it on

What if there is nothing at the end of the road?
It counts one by one, all of us!

To you, soon deceased
Despite failed attempts to say the least
To right this impending hell that’s soon to be unleashed
Famine from my feast
With lips and fingers fully greased and grasp that stubbornly refuses to release
I desist and I cease
I lovingly bequeath

What if there is nothing at the end of the road?
It counts one by one, all of us!

Guess I should have told you
A little bit sooner
Maybe thought what I could do
To make things smoother
Planned a little better for my
Inevitable departure
Thought about your future
Instead of just being a consumer
Instead of an over producer
Call me a user
Hope you can be just a little bit truer

End of the road

End of the road #Couch King|Fabi|Malu

And now for something completely different ;)

Some days ago I was completely captivated by Nina Simone's live performance in 1965, seen here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sdtap2qU8Zk
Spontaneously the idea came up to melt her incomparable voice with some contemporary beats. I never did something like that before and it was big fun to drift away in this kind of music. 

Hope you like it: 
"Nina Simone  - a very warm welcome to the program"

• The Ballad of Hollis Brown

Hollis Brown
He lived on the outside of town
Hollis Brown
He lived on the outside of town
With his wife and five children
And his cabin brokin' down.

He looked for work and money
And walked a rugged mile
He looked for work and money
Walked a rugged mile
His children are so hungry
Don't know how to smile.

Rats have got your flour
Bad blood it got your mare
Rats have got your flour
Bad blood it got your mare
Is there anyone who knows?
Is there anyone who cares?

So you prayed to the Lord above
Please send you a friend
You prayed to the Lord above
Oh please send you a friend
But your empty pockets tell you
That you ain't a-got no friend.

Grass is turning black
There's no water in your well
Grass is turning black
There's no water in your well
Your spent your last lone dollar
On a seven shotgun shels.

Your baby's eyes look crazy
To a-tuggin' at your sleeve
Your baby's eyes look crazy
To a-tuggin' at your sleeve
Is there anyone who knows?
Is there anyone who cares?

Seven shots ring out
Like the ocean's pounding roar
There's seven people dead
On a south Dakota farm.

Somewhere in the distance
Seven new people born.

---

Music & original lyrics - Bob Dylan (1964)
Textual adaption & vocals - Nina Simone (1965)
Introductional speaker - Tim Sebastian (BBC's Hard Talk, 1999)
Additionals, arrangement & delight - bitzone (2014)

1964

Nina Simone - The Ballad Of Hollis Brown (Yeah Yeah Mix)

I was highly pleased when Utu invited me to his "NOISE LAUNDRY". His music always inspires me so it's nothing less than an honor to be asked for this.
Please check out the project site: https://soundcloud.com/utu-lautturi/sets/noise-laundry-invitation-to-a-dirty-collaborative-album-check-info

This is my first contribution to the "NOISE LAUNDRY", a second one is planned in collaboration with https://soundcloud.com/roger-berkowitz
Thanks for listening, enjoy the music.

https://soundcloud.com/utu-lautturi - soundscapes, pedals, voice, keys & flute
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone - samples, udu & keys

Somnambulant #Utu Lautturi

Lady Of Fire Poetry: words & voice
bitzone: percussion, bass, electronics, samples & production (trumpet samples of Christian Kappe are taken from a recording session for @clockworkgod)
More Lady Of Fire Poetry music @ladyofire

Thanks for listening!

---

We Knew Better

His eyes wandered down my face like
anaconda blues with a sly smile that
could ease the nature of the beast
into a slow slaughter.

Fixated on my lips he crept
into my pucker with a lasting ache
that traveled down like a fever
between my legs.

We studied each other mouth to lips.
For a touch to taste, like blue smolder
within a seething campfire.

But we knew better to leave the space between us.


We Knew Better #Lady Of Fire Poetry

Lady of Fire Poetry: lyrics & voice
bitzone: music & production

more Lady of Fire Poetry https://soundcloud.com/ladyofire

*Softly*

I will feed you warm bowls of soft words
until your soul bones have been nourished
so that you may walk on moonbeams
and talk with God.

Then I will tuck you into the sunset
so that you may rise again
with the sky

Softly #Lady of Fire Poetry

Shadowface is:

bitzone (drums, percussion, keys, mix, art)
Unearth Noise (acoustic guitar, electric guitar, bass)
Stone Catcherye (vocals, lyrics, electric guitar)

Silent Island

stranded on islands
controlled by my silence
stranded on islands alone

don't feed the hand that bites
when you try to help
cause this life is too short 
that it hurts just to think of it

brought up on violence,
poverty, whining
stranded on silence alone

don't slap the mouth that tries
slap the mouth that lies
cause this life is too short 

staple my eyelids
come here and try it
stranded with violence to cope

don't feed the hand that bites
when you try to help
cause this life is too short 
that it hurts just to think of it

glad to survive it
my ego and my id
stranded to silence, engulfed

don't feed hands, don't tell lies
don't slap mouths, don't bite
cause this life is too short

silence island is mine
there is no one in sight
only sunlight for miles
I do not have to fight
silence island is mine

Silent Island

It begins with a heartbeat and ends with it. 
Let's enjoy the life we have. 

Guitars
Fabi @theblacksuedeshoes
Big thanks!

---

*Symphony Of Silence*

In the quiet of the twilight, shadows dance with memories.
The echoes of your laughter, the whispers of your name, expanded in this silence, forever changed.

The void you left, a chasm deep, a requiem for love we used to keep.
The realm of shadows, where you reside - can't navigate the echoes, on this lonely ride.

Symphony of silence, a sound of voices.
An echo fades to grey, fades to grey, a distant waning sound.
Symphony of silence, the sound of voices, the try on minds.
The echo of emotion.

A symphony of silence, a funeral of grace,
A tapestry of longing, I etched upon my face.
The void, I'm drifting, lost at sea, an elegy for you - a requiem for me.

Symphony of silence, a sound of voices.
An echo fades to grey, fades to grey, a distant waning sound.
Symphony of silence, the sound of voices, the try on minds.
The echo of emotion.

---

In memory of my dear father †2023

Symphony of Silence

Symphony of Silence #Fabi

Lady of Fire Poetry: lyrics & voice
bitzone: music & production

Photo by Julius Lilie
more Lady of Fire Poetry @ladyofire

*Fluid*
When you touch me
I can feel you fluid within my chest
Bold as a blood pact
unwritten, on our breath.

We have been here before 
in the memory of the stones
mouthing the names of a different sun.
We breed eternity with a kiss
and vow to savor on our lips
each other in the next
brimming world.

Fluid #Lady of Fire Poetry

I always wanted to make a sonic companion to the last song Bitzone, Frawstakwa, and I made together, “What Difference Does It Make.” I finally got my chance. This one came together real fast. Bitzone sent me a raw beat, I asked Frawstakwa to kick it off, and then I made some arrangement adjustments and laid down my lyrics and vocals based on Frawstakwa’s. Bitzone then finished it up and bada-boom, gotta move, gotta shake!

Massive thanks to Frawstakwa for bringing the fresh ideas and original verse and chorus vocals. And big thanks to Bitzone for always make the tracks more vivid than I could imagine. 

May there always be at least a little time to bounce in your week! 

Track Credits:
Bitzone: Music, Production, Arrangement, Mix, and Master
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
https://www.bitzones.net/
Frawstakwa: Verse and Chorus Lyrics and vocals
https://soundcloud.com/frawstakwa
the Couch King: Verse Lyrics, Vocals, and Samples
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Intro: Louis Bloomfield

Lyrics: 

Hold up
Lemme tell you
What I’m talking about
To the beat
With a breakdown
That can make you bounce 

Here we are
Coming through
With whatever it takes
Full force
On these fools
All up in your face 
Show and prove
Break it down
To the drum 
And the bass
That good old
One two
Gotta move 
Gotta shake
Bada-boom
Something 
That you can feel
But wait
If you could feel 
Anything at all
Feeling great
Letting it flow
Mind body and soul
On my way
That’s how it goes
So the people them know
See you later

Hold up
Lemme tell you
What I’m talking about
To the beat
With a breakdown
That can make you bounce 

I’m just your everyday reverie of an emcee
You see
I’m but a memory of the way 
You say it be
On this beat 
You project the street 
On the hit of the kick 
The click 
Boom, respect it’s the fire of the heat 
It’s the sweat dripping from the meat 
You expect flowing from that bass 
That slow tempo that’s got you feeling 
You on the creep, you on the chase
Brace fo the bounce putting you in the some headspace 
Race everyone to hear every ounce so tie up yo shoelace 
And let’s go 
Yo, lettin’ the people know

Hold up
Lemme tell you
What I’m talking about
To the beat
With a breakdown
That can make you bounce

The flow is
Summoned 
On command
Dig deep
Within 
Without a plan
Improvise
And
Ka-blam 
That is called conviction
Can you understand
The definition
What is your religion?
Damn
It takes blind faith
To hope that one can trust
In what is true 
What is real
For real
So what it do?
We are here to
Be seen
Be heard
Be who
We truly are 
Hold up then
Please
Tell us
Who are you?
 
Hold up
Lemme tell you
What I’m talking about
To the beat
With a breakdown
That can make you bounce 

I got the feeling the bounce is appealing
Now that the ceiling’s been breaked
We got the unwilling to denounce appearing 
How it is that they never been waked 
Allow the revealing of the fake
Watch out we congealing as we get baked 
Take out that sponge cake, make no mistake 
It got that spring, there’s no remake 
Can feel the earth quake 
The beat is shaking
The bass is rumbling
So deep you feel your belly ache 
What’s at stake 
You gotta know
It’s that flow state 
We on a roll 
So slap on the butter baby
We gravy 
Grab a plate and
Before you go

Bounce
Bounce
To the boogie
The bang
The beat
Box
About
To bring it back
The breakdown
For the block
For my people
I see you
Gimme a pound
Tell me how
Have you been
For now
The breakdown
I’m here for you
Hear me loud 
And clear
We are responsible
For where we’re 
Bound
The breakdown
Heading out
Gotta beat the crowds
To get home
Put my feet up
While I eat on the couch
The breakdown

Hold up
Lemme tell you
What I’m talking about
To the beat
With a breakdown
That can make you bounce

Break Down The Bounce

Bitzone, RS Frawstakwa & the Couch King - Break Down The Bounce

Stone Catcherye: vocals & rhythm guitars
Russell Sinfield: solo guitar & guitar treatments
bitzone: drums, bass & production
Cover graffito by Banksy

Big fun to be stewed into that music, big fun to gamble again with Stoney and of course big fun to collab with Mr. Russell "SG" Sinfield for the first time!
More of https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
More of https://soundcloud.com/stonecatcherye

If you like that those Beatles could be fun too: 
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone/eleanor-rigby-1
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone/while-my-guitar-gently-weeps

"It was a funky record - it's one of my favorite Beatles tracks, or, one of my favourite Lennon tracks, let's say that. It's funky, it's bluesy, and I'm singing it pretty well. I like the sound of the record. You can dance to it. I'd buy it!"
John Lennon

*Come Together*

Here come old flattop he come grooving up slowly
He got joo-joo eyeball he one holy roller
He got hair down to his knee
Got to be a joker he just do what he please

He wear no shoeshine he got toe-jam football
He got monkey finger he shoot coca-cola
He say "I know you, you know me"
One thing I can tell you is you got to be free
Come together right now over me

He bag production he got walrus gumboot
He got Ono sideboard he one spinal cracker
He got feet down below his knee
Hold you in his armchair you can feel his disease
Come together right now over me

He roller-coaster he got early warning
He got muddy water he one mojo filter
He say "One and one and one is three"
Got to be good-looking 'cause he's so hard to see
Come together right now over me

---

Written by John Lennon, credited to Lennon/McCartney
Originally released: 26 September 1969

Come Together (Beatles cover collab) #Russ Sinfield|Stone Catcherye

Again a Beatles song? Yes -we've made three in a row ;)
This one's the first: https://soundcloud.com/bitzone/come-together
and this the presumably last: https://soundcloud.com/bitzone/while-my-guitar-gently-weeps

Stone Catcherye: vocals & rhythm guitars
Russell Sinfield: solo guitar & guitar treatments
bitzone: drums, bass & production
Cover graffito by Banksy

More of @russell-sinfield
More of @stonecatcherye

"I was sitting at the piano when I thought of it. The first few bars just came to me, and I got this name in my head ... 'Daisy Hawkins picks up the rice in the church'. I don't know why. I couldn't think of much more so I put it away for a day. Then the name Father McCartney came to me, and all the lonely people. But I thought that people would think it was supposed to be about my Dad sitting knitting his socks. Dad's a happy lad. So I went through the telephone book and I got the name "McKenzie"
Paul McCartney, 1984

*Eleanor Rigby*
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people

Eleanor Rigby
Picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window
Wearing a face that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?

All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?

Father McKenzie
Writing the words of a sermon that no-one will hear
No-one comes near
Look at him working
Darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there
What does he care?

All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?

Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people

Eleanor Rigby
Died in the church and was buried along with her name
Nobody came
Father McKenzie
Wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave
No-one was saved

All the lonely people (Ah, look at all the lonely people)
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people (Ah, look at all the lonely people)
Where do they all belong?

Written by Paul McCartney
Originally released: September, 5th 1966

Eleanor Rigby (Beatles cover collab) #Russ Sinfield|Stone Catcherye

Our third attempt to meet the Beatles.

Like it? Go ahead here - two Beatles tracks 
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone/come-together
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone/eleanor-rigby-1

Stone Catcherye @stonecatcherye: vocals & rhythm guitars
Russell Sinfield @russell-sinfield: solo guitar & rhythm guitars
bitzone: drums, bass, keys & production
Cover graffito by Banksy http://banksy.co.uk/

“Around the time of writing While My Guitar Gently Weeps I had a copy of the ‚I Ching – the (Chinese) Book of Changes‘ which seemed to me to be based on the Eastern concept that everything is relative to everything else, as opposed to the Western view that things are merely coincidental.
This idea was in my head when I visited my parents’ house in the North of England. I decided to write a song based on the first thing I saw upon opening any book – as it would be relative to that moment at that time. I picked up a book at random – opened it – saw ‚Gently weeps‘ – then laid the book down again and started the song.”
George Harrison, 1980

*While My Guitar Gently Weeps*


I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping
Still my guitar gently weeps

I don't know why nobody told you
How to unfold your love
I don't know how someone controlled you
They bought and sold you

I look at the world and I notice it's turning
While my guitar gently weeps
Every mistake, we must surely be learning
Still my guitar gently weeps

I don't know how you were diverted
You were perverted too
I don't know how you were inverted
No one alerted you

I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
I look at you all
Still my guitar gently weeps

Written by George Harrison credited as Lennon/Harrison/McCartney
Originally released: November, 22th 1968

While My Guitar Gently Weeps (Beatles cover collab) #Russ Sinfield|Stone Catcherye

Alex Sinfield - saxophones (https://soundcloud.com/alex081099)
Russell Sinfield - solo & space guitars (https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield)
Stone Catcherye - lyrics, vocals & rhythm guitars (https://soundcloud.com/stonecatcherye)
bitzone - keys, bass, drums, final assembly @bitzone

“Beauty lies in the hands of the beerholder”  
Cheers from us all, enjoy the weirdness ;)


* As Beautiful *

You have that look in your eye
let's waste the time

& I hear the words that you say to me
& I fear your face has way more to say

you have that sound in your voice
I had no choice

& I'm fine, 'til you smile & look my way
& I pine, 'less you show it with your face

so you've got to know
assume, fake the glow

the view from the hull
there's few as beautiful

As Beautiful #AlexSinfield|Russ Sinfield|Stone Catcherye

This is a mixture of Electro, Hiphop, Pop and an experimental approach to sounds and beats. But in the end it's just music :)

Stoney Catcherye: vocals & lyrics
https://soundcloud.com/stonecatcherye
bitzone: all instruments, music, arrangement & mix
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone

Choon: https://choon.co/tracks/0r4w2a6pnjq/freedoom/
Musicoin: https://musicoin.org/nav/track/0x57c18eaf3f30d052a60f15783a9499f22df8319e

*Freedoom*

everybody says, "I'm goin' up in a minute"
I said listen now, don't tell me how
I know, I've been in it, I get it
I've been down and I've been clowned
I'm now pessimistic, so save it
shout out loud, pass it 'round
and mind my own bidness, listen

all I'm saying is if you like freedom
you're with me, I said,
tell me how the world's without
what makes us so different

and I step 'cause your freedom
ain't really so free, to me
and I sweat 'cause your money
is holier greed, in green

tell them why you don't want everybody
to see it, I see, everything is peachy-keen
without us a witness, I get it
reson why we see with eyes
can I get a witness, I'm bitchin'
reason why we still have sky
is not from one free nation
nope

I accept that you're freedom
ain't my cup o' tea to drink
and I bet if you try but a swallow,
you'll see, I think

reason why we still have sky
is not from one free nation
nope

and I step 'cause your freedom
ain't really so free to me
and I sweat 'cause your money
is holier greed, in green

I accept that you're freedom
ain't my cup o' tea to drink
and I bet if you try but a swallow,
you'll see, I think

Freedoom #Stone Catcherye

A new chapter of cooperation with Frawstakwa.
Thanks DeeP. for advice and action.
We hope you like it!

vocals, lyrics & artwork by @frawstakwa
keys & guitar by @detlef-piepke
music & production by @bitzone

*Feel The Pulse*

feel the pulse
energy surges through our circuitry
feel the pulse
power courses through our veins
feel the pulse 
art and culture is a courtesy
afforded us 
by this mysterious force of nature
(2x)

——

Respect is something earned
Not given
Live and learn 
Stop tripping 
What would your mama say, huh?
Just gotta keep it real
How ya living?
the same thing you are living your life for
would you be willing to die for?
do you have it in you to try more?

——

how should I start this? 
well first I'm a lifelong artist 
who obviously ain't the smartest about it 
I'm honest at least though 
lots of cats out here are high on thy ego 
second I'm a simple man I see y'all as equals 
each an individual and all y'all my peoples 
free will is principle three because we hold 
the potential to know things if only we could bring ourselves to think 
and let's see what number four is 
I don't know - please I just came here to flow 
not to talk about me - let's go 
should I talk about you? I don't know 
spark of genius the gears they’re a’turning
my mind’s a machine which appears to be working 
if I am to get anywhere near where I am destined to go
then one thing is for certain
it’s all up to me the one and only person
upon whom my future depends this is perfect
because no one other than I and I 
will share the same primary concern kid
as the center of my inner circle
I understand the importance of my purpose
a controversial public service
should I do some soul searching?

——

Respect is something earned
Not given
Live and learn 
Stop tripping 
What would your mama say, huh?
Just gotta keep it real
How ya living?
the same thing you are living your life for
would you be willing to die for?
do you have it in you to try more?

——

speaking to the people them ain't keeping any secrets 
I'm just reaching to achieve something that no one can believe 
I can feel it in the deepest of depths of my spirit 
I'm frequently thinking out loud you can hear it you can see 
make nothing but progress follow my own lead 
acquiring knowledge fulfilling my needs 
I either win or I learn - because I take the time to read between the lines indeed 
speaking to the people them I keep on sending messages 
no secret it's intended for the people them so let's begin 
again enter the next dimension with the way that I get it in 
the people them they digging it the wickedness 
if this isn't enough then stay tuned to bear witness when 
whatever turn of events it is that will happen hits 
the rhythm of life
this is it
time space continuum type

——

Respect is something earned
Not given
Live and learn 
Stop tripping 
What would your mama say, huh?
Just gotta keep it real
How ya living?
the same thing you are living your life for
would you be willing to die for?
do you have it in you to try more?

——

feel the pulse
energy surges through our circuitry
feel the pulse
power courses through our veins
feel the pulse 
art and culture is a courtesy
afforded us 
by this mysterious force of nature
(2x)

Feel The Pulse

Feel The Pulse #Frawstakwa|DeeP

Eight Soundcloud musicians together, what an experience!
I wet my pants and at the same time I am incredibly proud. This song is one of the most exciting I've ever done. 
I am really grateful for the encouragement from all sides during the process, thank you very much!

I hope to speak for all involved - may you, esteemed listeners, enjoy the song!


vocals: Frawstakwa https://soundcloud.com/frawstakwa
vocals: Couch King https://soundcloud.com/couch-king-presents
vocals: Stone Catcherye https://soundcloud.com/stonecatcherye
brass: Joerxworx https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx
guitars: Russ Sinfield https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
organ & co-arranging: DeeP. https://soundcloud.com/detlef-piepke
drums: Noah Biggeleben https://soundcloud.com/theblacksuedeshoes
electronics, bass, additional drums & odd melodies https://soundcloud.com/bitzone

mix & master: bitzone

*Black Into Blue*
(Frawstakwa)
we’ve dreamt in the darkness ending with dawn
opening upon vast expanses beyond
the shadows of structures we’re stretching across
intersections of our systems of thought
which should serve to strengthen us all
awakening the sleeping dragon c’mon
I take it we might need to break down some walls
to let in some light clear the air knock it off

(Couch)
I’ve been holdin’ on vision goin’ strong
Days are long not looking forward to the dawn
When the rays are gone sleep can linger on
Eternal rest I’d be blessed ain’t saying sinners wrong 
I can confess but god be my witness 
I never did much harm so why do I feel forlorn 
Manifest the stress of the station I was born
You gave me hope but I was torn pessimistic 
Fellin’ the pressure to be realistic 
That’s a whole lotta haters talking
That’s my inner mocking 
That’s the life generations have been walking
That’s the future for my kids I’ve been hopping I’ve been stopping
You say it’s just me who’s been blocking
Ain’t knocking the pursuit but startin’ negative on the loot
Got me resolute this dream was never true 
For me 
Still heading black into blue 
We’ll see

(Frawstakwa)
if not that then let us pause 
in silent reflection a song
somehow inspiring awe 
black into blue and I yawn
as the eastern pearl of blonde
rises and fires a shot
from where the horizon was born
that single line on the dot
signed sealed delivered and hot
get up give it all you’ve got
we’re only here on this rock
to do what we need to so what do you want?
time for me to stop

(Stoney)
keep your head strong, when light comes, I will meet you where 

the sky will brighten up my dear, 
your eyes will finally see clear, 
outside it's too cold for this fear, 
black into blue, this bruise will heal

is the dream ending here, goodbye to the fear, from cave I appear

the sky will brighten up my dear, 
your eyes will finally see clear, 
outside it's too cold for this fear, 
black into blue, this bruise will heal

Black Into Blue #Frawstakwa|Couch King|Stone Catcherye|Joerxworx|Russ Sinfield|DeeP|Noah B

A fresh Rap/Rock/Electro hybrid featuring the splendid Peter Sparker and buddy Stone Catcherye on vocals, please enjoy!

Lyrics & Vocals - Peter Sparker https://soundcloud.com/peter-sparker
Lyrics, Vocals & Guitars - Stone Catcherye https://soundcloud.com/stonecatcherye
Music & Production - bitzone

*Troof*

(PS)
You think you know people and hope people know you
and hope and pray
for a mate
to help you with what you go thru
but not everyone gets that
some people by themselves gotta race like a rat
but sometimes that's the best route to take
because too many people now days too fake
too snake
make
you feel safe
all the watchin ya moves while they contemplate
I still have my Mother but many have lost theirs
I hate to say or hear it but life is not fair
you'll go many things that'll make ya heart tear
too late for appreciation when the people not there
you learn every day of ya life ya pay attention
someone tell you that they been thru sumn you should listen
you might have it bad but somebody else is worse off
no food no roof in the rain wit they shirt off

(SC)
spitting truth at you
facts don't matter to you
truth just loves getting used

lies upside your head
as if words weren't dead
as truth just spreads it's legs

(PS)
Young people take heed and listen to older people
and don't take this the wrong way but we are not equal
stop thinkin that you know everything
because in reality you really haven't been thru anything
yet nor do I know it all
but I've been through enough that I can give advice to y'all
like
if you pay attention you'll realize you learn every day of ya life
and alot of y'all got a strong sense of entitlement
like you should be handed everything and not work for it
pssh fuck outta here
most of you will learn the hard way it's tough out here
don't think that I'm sayin I did everything right
I made a ton of bad decesions throughout my life
don't do the same thing and expect different results
and listen ta ya elders when they tryin to get you taught

(SC)
slapping you with truth
brass knuckles to boot rubes
you best not test my mood

lies upside your head
as if words weren't dead
truth just makes too much sense

Troof

Troof #Peter Sparker|Stone Catcherye|bitzone

2019, party version!

My annual tax return always lead into procrastination.
One evening I was at home and read a last letter from my tax office.
Officialese is pretty cruel but it works well as dada, here we go:

*Finanzamt (Tax Office)*

Ich erinnere Sie
nochmals
an die Erfüllung
Ihrer Verpflichtung
zur Abgabe
und fordere Sie auf
die oben genannte Erklärung
nunmehr bis spätestens XX
abzugeben.

Falls Sie
allerdings
vor mehr als zwei Wochen
abgegeben haben
oder der Auffassung sind,
zur Abgabe
nicht verpflichtet zu sein,
bitte ich Sie,
dieses Schreiben mit einem Hinweis
zurückzusenden.

---

I remind you
once more
to fulfill
your commitment
of declaration
and resummon you
to submit
the above statement
as from now
at the latest on xx

However,
in case
you have submitted
more than two weeks ago
or are of the different opinon
not to be obliged to
submittance
return this letter
with a note

Finanzamt 2019

a song written, recorded and produced by bitStone

bitzone (electronics, bass, drums, mix)
stone catcherye (guitars, vocals, lyrics)

from their upcoming album, "Switch"

Switch

and then a switch goes off in my head
fuck seeing red, I'm talking losing losing my shit
how have you been? what a stupid question
make me some sense, I'm sure I'll lose it again

I'm a calm and zen ocean
would you care for a swim
I'm a bomb without a tick
don't hit my switch

well, I've been robbed
and stabbed and then
forgotten

and then a switch goes off, like I said
fuck seeing red, I'm talking raising the dead
where to begin? - what a fucking stupid question
switch up your stance, let's try and lose it against

Switch

From Sonic Purse Series 
Drummed on a baking form, plastic bottles and more obscure objects. 
Overdubbed with bass, guitar, vocals and more.

Zlatos Springform

Steve Coombes (GB): tenor saxophones
Unearth Noise (US): acoustic & electric guitars, bass & electric tamboura
bitzone (GER): percussion, electronics & mix

More Steve Coombes music https://soundcloud.com/stevesoundcoombes
More Unearth Noise music https://soundcloud.com/roger-berkowitz

Miral #Unearth Noise|Steve Coombes

Thanks for listening!
Thanks to all collaborators!

For more info please check out track descriptions.

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