Das ist ein guter Text! Und die Stimme transportiert ihn hervorragend! Das hier sollten viel mehr Leute hören. Und der Bass! Love it!

klasse track ! ... gute Vocals, u. die Trompete ist auch ein Highlight ! .... nicht zu vergessen die coolen fx sounds !

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

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!

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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

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*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?

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Mixed & Produced by bitzone 2022

Under The Rainbow

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

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocals
Hans Albers: All instruments, Arrangement & production

From the age of 15 when I first stepped into the world of employment I was told it would be a major advantage to get a job that lasted through to the State retirement age of 65. At the time I'll admit it was not something I took at all seriously.  When you’re that age, the last thing on your mind is bloody retirement.   

However, by the time I reached my early 50’s and had been diagnosed with multiple sclerosis, my mind became a little more concentrated on reaching what might now  conceivably prove to be an eminently missable target.  In the interim, the UK government decided that, given the population was living considerably longer than it once had, they would incrementally be raising the retirement age, meaning that mine now became 66. 

Our dear old Nan was a dedicated Bingo player and knew that number callers used particular phrases for certain numbers, one of the best known being 66, known as  ‘Clickety Click’.  So reaching pensionable age became inextricably linked to Bingo, hence the title and subject matter of this song.   

The number one - ‘Kelly’s Eye’ - seemed a good place to start and having done some fascinating research, I worked my way through the Bingo calls, choosing the ones whose scansion worked best, until I reached the magic ‘Clickety Click'.  

As the chorus explains, there were no guarantees I’d actually get there, it was just a target.  But I did get there and this song celebrates the fact.  

The song ends with the traditional exclamation of the player who has won the game, being either ‘House!’ or ‘Bingo!’.  When I was recording the vocals, my constant and beautiful companion Marvin (it is he who is pictured in the cover art) reacted to my shouts with a loud bark, perfectly in time, so we decided to keep it in.  Marv is with me at 99% of the recordings and enjoys being involved when the opportunity presents.

As always, huge thanks to the wonderful Hans Albers for another brilliant backing track which is, as I think you’ll agree, perfect for the song.  That man is a genius.
Thanks so much for listening.   (Terry Reeves)


It all started with Ned Kelly’s eye (1)
A cup of tea (3) to stop going dry
Tom Mix (6) wearing hat, riding fast
Monkey’s cousin (12) hanging, trying to last
Key of the door (21), two little ducks (22)
Paid half a crown (26), keep up the luck
In a state (28), rise and shine (29) but alive
One dirty knee (33) to help jump and jive (35)

Sixty six not to preconceive
Sixty six, a target to achieve

Half way to laugh, more than eleven (37)
As life begins (40), time for fun (41) isn’t heaven
Up to tricks (46) towards four dozen (48)
Five-0, Five-0, it’s off to work (50) with percussion
Danny la Rue (52), a man at the door (54)
The snakes are alive (55) but don’t wriggle more
Shotts bus (56) to Scotland, check the sign
Variety of Heinz (57) to the Brighton Line (59)

Sixty six not to preconceive
Sixty six a target to achieve

A baker’s bun (61) all tickety boo (62)
Tickle me (63), almost retired (64) laughing too
Retirement age(65), it should have been fun
Clickety click (66), getting paid
Take the money and run  
Route 66, nearly there
Clickety click, the sound of my wheelchair

CLICKETY CLICK - CRIPPLE CLUB & HANS ALBERS

Bill Barek - Guitar
Ragias Christos - Vocals, Lyrics

ACID BREATHING

Begin now to breathe,
Handmade by yourself,
Reality lives,
Time from your Breath.

Begin now to live,
Thoughtmade by your will,
Dimension denies,
What messages mean.

Yourself is the will,
Direct to a cell,
Universe lives,
God Knows Your Breath,

Begin now to breathe - Begin now to live,
Handmade by yourself - Thoughtmade by your will,
Reality lives time from your breath,
Dimension denies what messages mean.

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Acid Breathing (Lyrics on Description)

Experience the eclectic blend of jazz genres in the latest track. From smooth jazz to bebop and fusion, immerse yourself in a captivating fusion of styles.

Floomara Swaylix Duo

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.

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In memory of my dear father †2023

Symphony of Silence

Symphony of Silence #Fabi

Production Note
https://furicomusicteam.blogspot.com/p/let-me-hear-about-you.html

Let Me Hear About You In Ambience

Cast of Characters:
 
Cgmaness – @user-419254289-15129531 – Chris – foundational acoustic guitar and seed idea
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- organ, electric piano, lyrics, and vocals
Llanpsych-- @llanpsych -- Tez – electric guitar
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken– drums and percussion 
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 – four string fretless bass
The Eclectic Collective — composition and mix

  This is the second song in a row that The Eclectic Collective is releasing in as many weeks that was written by Chris. We love working on his songs, and all jumped at the chance to play with this one, as well. He wrote it on an acoustic guitar, onto which he also put some heavy reverb, giving it an ethereal, chordal sound. To that bare bones, Josh fist added his four-string fretless bass to a click track, of all things. Luckily, Ken swooped in soon after and gave it a proper beat with his lively percussion performance. 
  Once the rhythm section was complete, Tez added his melodic, golden-tone guiar in there. Then, it was JJ's turn. He added not only the piano and synth, but wrote the lyrics and sang it, as well. 
  This song was actually mixed by the group, as we all added our parts, although Ken did some final adjustments, too.
  JJ's lyrics tell the story of the first people to reach Easter Island, millenia ago. The wonder of the journey and the discovery of a new home, while using the materials available to survive. Here are his original lyrics.

Original Lyrics by J.J. Terrell:
 
Through the eyes of the gentle rain
Monuments raised where the Lapwings stay
All the sand, the hourglass of man sifts here
A traveling band of gypsies in this land appear
Crowd the fire as the night sets in
Listen for tales of enlightenment
Until dawn
The flowered down of a bird so true
Pure as heaven, the chosen few
It's all waiting for the night

Unabashed (Eclectic Collective)

This is my latest track "MONOPOLY" and it's based on FREEDOM being monopolized by Politicians, Corporations & Elites Worldwide.

Vocals, Lyrics & Production by RadBabyJoe.

LYRICS:

It's a Monopoly... (repeat)

Roll the Dice, Lose or Win,
It's all a Game.
But they hold the keys and we're
Chained to their name.

It's a Monopoly... (repeat)

They say we're Free to walk,
Free to chose our own path,
Free to chose our road.

But every step I take,
Feels like it’s like it’s full of wrath,
Feels like a debt that's owed.

So here's to the DREAMERS,
Who refuse to Play.

To the one's who break FREE,
Find their own way.

Maybe One Day,
We'll crack this Code.

And FREEDOM won't be something,
We're SOLD!

It's a Monopoly... (repeat)

Monopoly

Sergios - Drums
Giouli - Guitar
Christos - Vocals, Lyrics


Breathing in a sea of violence,
Dealing with my fate with a consiouss eye,
Swimming by my anger to silence,
Its a stepping stone to what you shall live,
Met you in a day of weakness,
That i am alone with nothing to quest,
Give me now your only forgiveness,
Make me feel blessed that i found you now,
Swimming all my pain in your madness,
Swimming just above the thought of your hopes,
Playing all around with your sadness,
Can't you feel in this role that am not alone ,
Travelling in your sea of badness,
Shore to shore sacred by my holy oath,
Do you want to feel my godness,
Do you want to feel my breath in your core.

Enjoy One Breath!!

One Breath - JAMMING WITH FRIENDS 2

Nap Mix - Variations on a Dream

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

Two german poems, melted into a song about desire, success and failure ... 

Chorus vocals: https://soundcloud.com/detlef-piepke
Verse vocals, drums, arrangement & delight - https://soundcloud.com/bitzone 
Bass, keys & fx - https://soundcloud.com/clockworkgod
Trumpet: Christian Kappe - https://www.facebook.com/kappe.christian


• Zeit genug •

Auf und stürzen,
hin zu all dem,
weiter wünschen, wo bist du?
Vorn im Schiff schlägt
Gold nach mir.

Vorn nach vorne,
Griff an Griff,
in die Seile und an Bord.
Brandgeruch -
das Leuchten lockt
mich weiter,
immer weiter.

Eingezogen
in die Ferne,
an den Rand die Hand gepresst.
Schieb’ mich weiter
fort zum Glück

Auf nach Norden,
auf der Welle,
eingekeilt und keiner sieht:
still und starrer
wirkt der Rumpf -
er schwankt
und steht.

Zeit genug, immer mehr,
immer sehr bestimmt,
niemand hält sie fest,
niemand der gewinnt.
Zeit genug, immer mehr,
immer sehr bestimmt,
niemand hält sie fest!

Jetzt ist hiersein,
hier ist greifbar,
was die ganze Nacht gelacht.
Meine Hand streckt
hin zum Lohn.

Endlich Sterne,
Ganz weit vorne,
spür ich den Gewinn,
doch, fühl ich, dass
längst Asche fliegt.
Flieh, das Segel brennt!

Zeit genug, immer mehr,
immer sehr bestimmt,
niemand hält sie fest,
niemand der gewinnt.
Zeit genug, immer mehr,
immer sehr bestimmt,
niemand hält sie fest!

Recorded 2006 at AudioworX and 2018 at Somnambulant (Münster, Germany)
By courtesy of Skip Records (https://skiprecords.com)

Zeit genug

Zeit Genug #DeeP.

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

Thanks for listening!
Thanks to all collaborators!

For more info please check out track descriptions.

Zeit Genug #DeeP.

bitzone

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