What’s not to like about this....super reggae rhythm....uhm.....nothing else needed.

Loving this big-time.... excellent percussion... wonderful reggae vibes 🌠👄💫

damn... this made my woofer dance! great stuff

Turograf

Tape Loop Composition
Composed & Produced during a Partial Eclipse in Berlin, Germany.

PARTIAL ECLIPSE - UMBRA - Piano & Tape Loop Composition

TALK TO JESUS
music and lyrics by Mike Krath

I need someone to talk to,
Someone who hears what I say
Someone who listens when I speak
But who, who?


Not my mother,
She’s too busy,
Not my friends,
Only think of themselves
Not my cat,
She’s too lazy,
Not my father,
He is never around. 

Who, who do I go to?
Who, who do I go to?
Who, who do I go to?


Not my priest
He’s not a believer,
Not my brother,
He’s not always there,
Not my dog,
He doesn’t come when I call him,
Not my stylist,
He doesn’t know how to cut hair


Need to lay down
Need to lay down
Need to lay down
Need to lay down
Need to lay down
Need to lay down,
My soul. 

Lay it all down
Lay my soul down. 
Need to lay it all down
But who?
Who do I talk to?
8 billion people in this world
No one to talk to?
No one?
But…


Not my teacher,
He’s too academic
Not my sister,
She’s never off her phone,
Not my counselor 
He doesn’t know my name,
Not my coach
He never lets me play


Oh God,
Who do I call?
Who do I call
When no one listens?

I don’t want my life
To be a high school improv
A high school improv that 
Ends in (sound of gunfire)

Listen
Listen when I call
Who started this mess?
I didn’t ask to be here
I didn’t ask to be born

Give me someone to listen
Give me someone who understands me. 

Lay it down
Lay it down
Lay my soul down. 
Lay it…

Talk To Jesus

Midnight lamb lost in the park

HI dear friends,
this is my third song about the Baltic Sea. Lyrics in Swedish, but You may find a translation into English below.

Morgon vid Östersjön
Det är morgon vid vår strand och solen lyser
de små barnen vaknar upp för de måste komma ner
till den plats där de kan lyssna till vågornas mystik
och kolla allt som sker denna morgon invid havets rand

För länge, länge sen - vårt land var täckt av is
och då fanns det inget hav, men då isen smälte ner
man kunde skönja ett hav som sakta växte fram
och till en början det var mycket större än vad vi nu har

När åren de förflöt - skönheten växte fram
och alla kobbar och skär skapade bilden av vad vi har
i våra ögon och i vår själ som finner vila en liten stund
när vi vandrar omkring i denna världen som vilsna små barn 

Approximate translation into English

Morning by the Baltic Sea
It's morning at our beach and the sun is shining
the small children wake up because they have to come down
to the place where they can listen to the mystery of the waves
and check out everything that's going on this morning at the edge of the ocean

Long, long ago - our country was covered in ice
and then there was no sea, but then the ice melted down
one could discern a sea that was slowly emerging
and at first it was much bigger than what we now have

As the years passed - the beauty grew
and all the cobs and inserts created the image of what we have
in our eyes and in our soul that finds rest for a little while
as we wander around this world like lost little children

Morgon vid Östersjön (Morning by the Baltic Sea - Lyrics in English below)

Abstruse

Snowslide

Roots of Fire is a roots reggae instrumental built on deep, rolling basslines, soulful organ stabs, and syncopated rhythms that bring warmth and intensity.
With its earthy groove and fiery spirit, the track blends tradition with energy — the heartbeat of reggae, glowing like embers that never die.

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Roots of Fire

thanks for listening to my little ditty. 
lyrics.
know my friends we shall live on
if anything can take us out
it won’t be a 
little bug.
it will be us, by our own hands
and those who chose to make each day 
a little less
hard to live. 
all lost souls
rest as one. 
lets have a moment together
we might never
get again.

a moment together

The project is a collaboration with Jan Exner @exner from 2016. We divided the poem "Aufbruch" into six parts. With music and sounds Jan created a fascinating acoustic imagery. Lets go ⇢

Jan Exner : Guitar / Synths / Mix / Production
Karin Tarabochia: Text / Voice / Image

Aufbruch
1 
Aufbruch! Was war, fällt ab. Knöpf’ meinen Kragen auf.
 Zieh’ die Weste aus, an der noch Land hängt. Warte ab.  
Was klammert, saugt, in Zaum hält, bröckelt und springt. 
Mein Schneckenloch, mein Honigfuß, mein Schritt ins Leere  
und endlich Fall, Bruch, Sturz … und Landen!

Departure. What was, falls off. Unbutton my collar.
Take off the vest with land still hanging on it. Wait.
What clings, sucks, bridles, (now) crumbles and cracks.
My snail hole, my honey foot, my step into the void …
And finally fall, break, plunge ... and landing!

2 
Neubeginn verschieben, unendlich lang?
 Das Ende aufzäumen, und den Anfang aufspüren? 
Erfüllung vorwegnehmen?
 
Postpone a new beginning, infinitely long? 
Bridling the end and tracking down the beginning? 
Anticipate fulfillment?

3 
Schnipp’ die Leine durch, lass Haus und Hof 
und was ich schuf, rollt durch den Kopf. 
Dreh' mich aus dem Schleiertanz.
Spann' meinem Wagen andere Pferde –  
höher geht’s und weiter!
Sonnenfahrt!  Der Täuschung abschwören - 
Wütend platzt mein Innerstes und gibt frei: 
Anemone, Traumpferd, das ein Holzbein schwingt.
 Am goldenen Wagen im Sturmwind treiben –  
den Füßen fehlt Boden, den Händen fehl'n Sprossen. 
Nichts da, nur Lederhaut an Sohlen und Schwielen.

Snap the leash, leave house and yard
and what I created rolls through my head.
Turn me out of the veil dance.
Bring other horses to my carriage -
Higher it goes and further! Sun trip!
Renounce deception -
Enraged my innermost bursts and releases:
Anemone, dream horse swinging a wooden leg.
Floating on the golden chariot in the storm
and the feet are missing ground, the hands are missing rungs,
nothing there, just leather skin on the soles and calluses.

4
Träume meinen Flusslauf vom Anfang zum Ende
und schwimme zurück, dorthin wo ich bin.  
Fisch sein! Springen! Am Ufer lachen sie
und manchmal hält das Fischmaul die Trommel an  
und hört Sirenen singen.

Dream my river from the beginning to the end
and swim back to where I am.
Being fish. Leaping. On the bank they laugh.
Sometimes the fish's mouth stops the drum,
hears sirens singing.

5 
Wir müssen diesen Platz verlassen,
so schnell wie möglich unsern Kopf vergessen,
 der benommen Geschichten schwatzt, vergisst.  
An Scheiben rinnen Tränen. 
Was befürchtet war, wird wahr, vergeht.  
Am Weg besteht, was ist.

Mich nicht messen an anderen, mich nicht missen! 
Nicht verkaufen, dem Anderssein weglaufen!  
Mich am Fluss einfinden, wer ich war, wer ich bin,
im Zwischenraum die Zwischenfrau. 
Den Mädchentraum beenden,
den Zeitraum größer drehen und kleiner,
 Schritte sehen, die fest am Boden.
Ich war weg und komme wieder.

We have to leave this place,
as soon as possible forget our head 
who gossips stupid stories and forgets. 
Tears run down the panes. 
What was feared will come true and pass. 
On the way persists what is.

Not compete with others, not miss me,
not sell myself, nor run away from being different.
Find myself by the river, who I was, who I am,
in the interspace the interwomen.
End the girl's dream, turn the period bigger and smaller,
See footsteps firmly on the ground. 
I was gone and I'll be back.

6 
Lass’ mich nicht hängen und bis zum letzten Tag warten, 
bis ich mein Blut abgebe und mein Gesicht sich ins Tuch drückt.
Nicht bücken und suchen, mich zwischen Spuren verfluchen. 
Das Ziel sehen, nahe bei mir:  
Ich bin Traube. Ich bin Straße. Ich bin Mensch.

Not leave me hanging, waiting until the last day,
until I give up my blood and press my face into the cloth.
Not bend down and search, curse myself between tracks.
See the goal, close to me: I am grape, I am street, I'm human.

1 Aufbruch (eXner / Augenmerk) with lyrics

A new Vapor Void song. With a very special guest: https://soundcloud.com/phoenix-van-der-weyden. 
Thanks for your awesome shredding skills! We are honored.

Enough 
I don't know if I should believe you
I don't think that I can trust you
Baby let me know
Baby let it show 
All the things you've done to me
Have never been the best of your life
Have you ever asked yourself?
I've seen it, not enough 
Let me maybe tell you something
I'm not as stupid as how you think
Let me explain you this
And this is not a lie 
I've been always by your side
Giving you everything you need
Helping you throughout my life
I think it's more than enough 
All I want to do is go away
I don't want you in my life
All the time you only make me sick 
I Say: enough is enough
But every time you come to me
I give you another chance again
I think I'm crazy now
Coz I am broke now 
Coz I am not sure if I should let you go
Coz deep in my heart you're always a part of me
All I wish for you that you can stand on your feet
I hope one day you, will be like me

Lyrics: Juliet

Enough, feat. Juliet on Vocals and Phoenix van der Weyden on Lead

One Drop with Two Drop? I am not sure.
Foto: Johnny Brown @ unsplash

One Drop

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