Love that brass band opening and the way it phases into the vocal - very cool tones in that too. Good dynamic tones throughout actually. Great production! The stop is good too. Keeps your ,listener  on  his toes!

My younger self clearly had a lot of demands and zero time for repetition. 'All I Ever Wanted' is a straight-through freestyle – no chorus breaks, just like my attention span back then. Listen as I unpack the vital necessities I craved before discovering things like 'bills' and 'disappointment

all I ever wanted

This tune was performed by Rod Stewart in 1975. Performed by me on my Yamaha PSR-SX900 arranger keyboard. 

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This is a bouncy Kodak Black type beat Youtube link below!

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Glucose(SOLD)

These Times

Para ver el video  https://youtu.be/uGgY3MszHP8
Para escuchar la versión original   https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/amor-de-verano-version-original-ver-texto
Para escuchar la versión instrumental   https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/amor-de-verano-version-instrumental
Para escuchar la versión a capela  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/amor-de-verano-ac

AMOR DE VERANO

Llega el verano y llega el amor
chicos y chicas se encuentran con él.
Llega el verano y hace calor
todos queriendo el moreno en la piel.

De la mano, por las calles
caminando en libertad
siempre riendo y amables
¡todo es felicidad!

Estribillo

Unas veces no es amor
es querer de quita y pon
que alegra la vida
y muere con el sol
que siempre se olvida
pues su ausencia no causa dolor.


Otras veces sí es amor
y se vive con pasión
que cuando se siente
embarga la ilusión
que rara vez miente
porque habla desde el corazón.

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Llega el verano y la vacación
días de esfuerzo se quedan atrás
Llega el verano y la decisión
de que el pasado no impida gozar.

Poca ropa, ligoteo
y con ganas de gustar
todo estimula el deseo
¡sólo queda disfrutar!

Estribillo

SUMMER LOVE

Summer comes and love comes
boys and girls meet him.
Summer is coming and it's hot
everyone wanting the tan on their skin.

Hand in hand, through the streets
walking in freedom
always laughing and kind
everything is happiness!

Chorus

Sometimes it's not love
it is wanting to remove and put
what a joy to life
and dies with the sun
that is always forgotten
for the absence of it does not cause pain.


Other times it is love
and you live with passion
that when you feel
overwhelms the illusion
who rarely lies
because it speaks from the heart.

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Summer and vacation are coming
days of effort are left behind
Summer arrives and the decision
that the past does not prevent us from enjoying.

Little clothes, flirting
and wanting to please
everything stimulates desire
The only thing left to do is enjoy!

Chorus

AMOR DE VERANO (Feat. Sebastian)

💔 Ein Song über Liebe, Verlust – und das, was bleibt.

„You will always be a part of me... of me... of me.“
In einer Welt, die sich weiterdreht, bleibt die Erinnerung.
In einem Herzen, das weiter schlägt, bleibt die Liebe.
"I Will Always Love You" ist kein gewöhnlicher Lovesong –
es ist ein Brief an jemanden, der fehlt. Eine stille Hommage. Ein Echo.

🖤 Für alle, die schon mal jemanden verloren haben.
🖤 Für alle, die sich fragen: „Are you proud since you've been gone?“

🎧 Jetzt hören: [SoundCloud-Link hier einfügen]
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Text by TNM - Drummer:

This song is about love... 
but who cares

Since you've been gone,  

The world has changed,  
But not that much.  

You asked so many questions, and I had to lie,  
Waiting for a better time that never came.

I miss you... sometimes, always,  
Where are you?

Are you proud since you've been gone?  
Did you find the place you were always looking for?

After you left, 
I realized how much you loved me, 
How strong your love was,  
How many risks you took,  

And  ...
And why... 

just for my life.
yes, yes, for my life ... 

You'll always be a part of me.
You'll always be a part of me.

I miss you,  
And yes, I still love you.  
I will love you forever,  

I will always love you.

You will always be a part of me,  
You will always be a part of me.

You will always
You will always
be a part of me.
of me.
of me.
I miss you,  

And yes, I still love you.  
I will love you forever,  

You will always be a part of me,  
You will always be a part of me.

You will always
You will always
be a part of me.
of me.
of me.


Are you proud since you've been gone?  
Did you find the place you were always looking for?
I will love you forever,  

You will always be a part of me,  
You will always be a part of me.

You will always
You will always
be a part of me.
of me.
of me.

I will always love you.

I Will Always Love You

Now watch this drive (george w jazz mix)

TrackHawk30

Wonderland

Track#9 - 
'Crab Invaders From Outer Space VOL1" - old school wild surf rock with weird and strange songs

The Beast Below - Surf Rock

I don't claim any ownership over any of this. Anyone can use any of it for any reason forever. Also I accept liability. Please don't sue me (and/or let's collaborate).

"Holy fucking shit, this shit is crazy wtf"

"Moments of being passable beyond novelty"

"Very ok"

"Actually slaps"

"Straight art"

"Noise"

At its core, the blorgpulkf is a pulsating, iridescent orb that thrums with an energy that can only be described as "the sound of a thousand bees having a rave inside a kaleidoscope." It's hypnotic, it's unsettling, and it's strangely addictive - like watching a lava lamp filled with Mountain Dew and gummy bears.

But that's just the beginning. Surrounding this pulsing heart are layers upon layers of... well, your guess is as good as mine. One moment it's a tangled web of neon tubes that hum with an eerie frequency, the next it's a churning mass of what appears to be sentient silly putty. And is that a tiny disco ball I see nestled in there? You bet your sweet bippy it is.

As for its features, the blorgpulkf is like a Swiss Army knife designed by a mad scientist with a penchant for pranks. It's got a button that releases a burst of confetti and the sound of a rubber chicken being stepped on, a lever that causes the whole thing to fold in on itself like a origami crane having an existential crisis, and a tiny compartment that dispenses a single, perfectly spherical grape every 37 hours.

But perhaps the most baffling feature of the blorgpulkf is its ability to communicate. Not with words, of course - that would be far too pedestrian. No, the blorgpulkf speaks in a language all its own, a cryptic code of flashing lights, whirring gears, and the occasional burst of atonal jazz played on what sounds suspiciously like a didgeridoo.




The plorksickle. It's like someone took a fever dream, a Mad Lib, and a Dada art installation, threw 'em in a blender, and hit "puree."

Picture this: a contraption that looks like it crawled out of a Salvador Dali painting and mated with a Rube Goldberg machine. It's got a crank that sounds like a yodeling ostrich, a button that releases a puff of glitter and the scent of existential dread, and a tiny screen that just flashes the word "moist" in Wingdings.

But here's the kicker - every time you think you've figured out what it does, it changes the game. One minute it's reciting beat poetry in binary code, the next it's turning itself inside out and becoming a Klein bottle. And don't even get me started on the time it started oozing a viscous liquid that tasted like the color purple.

Is it a tool? A toy? A sentient being from another dimension that's just really, really bad at communication? Your guess is as good as mine. All I know is, it's the most beautifully useless thing I've ever laid eyes on.

But maybe that's the point. In a world where everything has to have a purpose, a function, a reason for being, the plorksickle is a big, fat middle finger to the very concept of sense. It's absurdity for absurdity's sake, a Zen koan in physical form.

So if you ever see me on the street, cradling this bizarre little gizmo like a newborn lovechild, don't ask me what it does. Just nod, smile, and know that you're in the presence of something truly inexplicable. Something that laughs in the face of logic and spits in the eye of reason.

Now watch this drive (george w jazz mix)

blorgpulkfplorksickle

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