Oh, this is a great one, David! Now its my turn to say have a lovely evening :)

Hey man, love this little interview sample of Lou to start this charming song. I think he would approve of the great subtleties in your guitaring and your melodic, understated vocals. This is a wonderful tribute, man!

I'll bet you've got him smiling a crooked smile, somewhere. You certainly have got me smiling.

Nice tribute! Is this your incredible composition? How cool it would have been to hang out in the factory

Really nice track and great job channeling Lou in Reed.

Another wonderful song. Fitting tribute to Lou Reed. Both explores and echoes him. big topic to take on, seems to me, and you do it justice! great lyrics, rhythm again, and your songs are always a fun ride!

Congratulations... your Lou Reed style 🤩

 Rock N Roll rooted references, reveries and revelations

Rock N Roll Rigor Mortis

Accompagnement guitare : Simon Chenet.                                                       

Image: Marie-Ange Lambrun.

JOJO SANS TOIT.

Plan B VS Suprême NTM (Dramantic Remix)

Fairytale Forest Pt. 1

Original by Simon&Garfunkel     Written by Paul Simon
(it is not me playing the piano)

The Sound Of Silence (cover)

TRACK: Dedicated to my daughter WENDY 
Tech House DJ
LYRICS for NPD ex 

You're guilty

For breaking my heart

You're guilty

For dropping your lovebomb

You told me I was so beautiful

You told me there was nothing

Anyone could do...

To take you away from me

You're guilty 

You couldn't even care for my

Basic emotional needs

Ah ah ah oh oh oh

Oh oh ah Oh ah

You always had time to complain

And I listened and I cared 

You're Guilty

Of lying ...about...

Your feelings for me

Withholding... any ....little

Source of affection

Anything I say how'bout how I'm feeling

Discounting every emotion I have

Diverting ...the anger 

Accusing me of creating it

And blaming... ignoring

That others have feelings

and importance in life 

Oh oh oh 

Perhaps you didn't even really care

.....after all ....
I saw this fight approaching

And leavin' me in a broken hearted rage

I don't know how you sleep... at night

You're already looking most likely for another girl......To break

My dreams ....are shattered

But I'll rise again

And probably you'll fall deeper into your pain

(My Dreams) You're guilty...guilty of breaking my heart

My dreams are shattered bombing me with your cruelest lies (My dreams)

(disappear) (my dreams)( Never answer my calls) I'm shattered

You don't care

There are alot of men better than you

You're guilty

For all those mean things you did to me

I'm glad I didn't waste anymore time

Just asking you to find a little time for me

A little consideration for my feelings

For what was important to me 

It was always only about you

It was always.... only.... about... you

Your problems

Your job

Your kid

Your car

Your drugs

Your everything

Was (always) more important

Than me

You're Guilty

Pure Fear(dont you want this mix)

Please adapt the amount of bass to your device. 😉

Don't Let Me Down (Billy's Beatles Instrumental Cover)

spastic dance ode to MES and the Fall

opening sequence... The Fall :Live at the Witch Trials  track 1979...

Children, they have come for your children 
The witch trials will commence in the basement below.
Orphans, glide in solo persuasion
Mimic the prose, then freeze
All memory erodes.

Time to dance, to bleed tonight
Mark E. Smith
Spitting out words
He's a switchblade knife. 
Twist and shout, trick the weather
Take a stand
Wrestle some punk on the lawn,
I think somebody x3… just put a Fall Record on.

Mothers, you have lost your children 
Left them alone in the park for the neighborhood show.
Players, stuck in sonic frustration 
The sound that they love, another future that their parents loathe.

Chorus 

(Bridge)
He takes no prisoners here
Only makers and destroyers 
Weaponize or disappear 
Ye maker, you destroyer
Mirror Mirror Mirror Mirror Mirror Man
Look beyond your high school wall
Mirror Mirror Mirror Mirror Mirror Man
Look beyond your high school wall
Look beyond your high school wall

Break
Chorus  


Fall Record On

What If Phil Ochs Jammed With The VU

What if Phil Ochs jammed with the VU      
Singing Venus In Furs and the Draft Dodger Rag too   
Make it so political ….yeah 
Shiny boot political 

Now the King becomes Queen and masquerades before ya
Singing Que Sera like Doris, does she tittle or bore ya?
You say you'll go political 
Your body so political 

I am tired and I am weary   
I ain't marching no more     

What if the skin that you're in seeks to bind you
Like your mistress she taunts you with her whip to remind you
Has your body gone political? yeah
In this nation so political   

I am tired and I am weary
I ain't marching no more

Break 

I am tired and I am weary
I ain't marching no more

What if Phil Ochs jammed with the VU
Singing about Vietnam while Lou leather adorns you
The pain, the power, the plan that attracts you
What if Phil Ochs jammed with the VU
What if Phil Ochs jammed with the VU
What if Phil Ochs jammed with the VU

I am tired and I am weary
I ain't marching no more


Lyrics  Hand On The Rock/ Reed/Ochs
Music  Hand On The Rock










What if Phil Ochs Jamd with the VU?

Free Bird Flies Again

They gonna cancel my culture     
Wanna cage and engulf her        
Take the free bird and lock her away 
Don't like my borrow and bramble  
Or my Simple Man ramble  
I be judged and jeered today 
Campus under threat
They say I'm incorrect 
I'm called their trigger man
I be slammed and shunned
A most unwoken one
Won't even put me on the witness stand

 Oh  Oh  play some Free Bird    

If I have to leave here tomorrow   
Cause there's no safe space in the virtual world for me 
That's Ok I'd rather just play me some Lynyrd Skynyrd
Bless ole Ronnie VanZant he was born the same day as me
And if I wanna speak my truth Sir
So many fingers gonna be pointing at me
Don't need your slogans, movements or awakenings
Cause I'm a Rock N Roll relic, stuck in the seventies 

From Jacksonville
FLA
To sweet home Alabam
I can be serious sometimes like Mr. Young
But I can also dig the Southern Man
Now if I say these things, I'll be misconstrued
Everybody's mighty touchy these days
They wanna yell instead
Don't hear a thing I said 
How I long for the Skynyrd ways

  Oh      Oh    let's play some Free Bird 

If I have to leave here tomorrow 
I'll be playing the same old tune up there you see
I know they don't dig the flag of my forefathers
Or that freedom of speech baby
For Ronnie VanZant and me
Like the Free Bird flying high now
I want nothing on my back to weigh me down
No left or right wing rantings where I'm flying
Straight through the middle, for me is the sweetest sound
Gary .... Allen...I need you
Free Bird!!!!


Hand On The Rock/Collins/Van Zant

Free Bird  (Flies Again)

Death By Toto


For Julius C, stabbed lustily, it was death by the traitors’ cuts                                                             
For David R, strumming his guitar, a single song punch to the gut 
A sonic mind destroyer, burning his circuits up
They call it Death by Toto

Karen loved that snappy tune called Africa 
By those Grammy-grabbin', multi-plat, music sophisticas
It made Davey double over, whine and wince, 
Now he can't stand up
Sufferin’ a slow demise  this Death by Toto

As they sang  "It's gonna take a lot to drag us away from you   
There's nothing that a hundred men or more couldn't do"  

The Porcaro bros,  Paich and Lukather played better than he did
They had the the fame, the coke, the groupies, the Columbia records shtick 
But 6 months to write those lyrics man,
'Bout some Olympus Serengeti shit ??
He never saw it coming… that Death by Toto

They sang,It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
I'll get you my Pretties...and your little dog too

I bless the rains down in Africa                                                                
Like a hoodoo guru
I bless the rains down in Africa 
Them boys are coming for you
I bless the rains down in Africa
Scooby Dooby Doo

Like the Wizard of Oz and Dr Livingstone, I am a trope for you to find
Escape the soft rock savannah, run from Roseanna to the jungle of my mind
Reputation cheesed, hear my Kimball wheeze, still shower singing Hold The Line
Don't you feel it coming ... Death by  Death By Toto

I bless the rains down in Africa….. Hey I'm talking to you
I bless the rains down in Africa….. I've never been there it's true 
I bless the rains down in Africa…. It's Death by Toto for you
For me, for him, for her
It's Death by Toto for you
For me, for him, for them
It's Death by Toto for you.


lyrics Hand on the Rock/ D . Paich 
music Hand on the Rock





Death By Toto

A tribute to the great Ian Hunter and a nod and a wink to any geriatric rockers still going strong. Rock on Elders
8 Mott The Hoople Song titles in the lyrics
Dig it if y'all dare...

Rock N Roll Rigor Mortis

Roll Away The Stone                                        
God is calling, he's on the phone
He's got a glambam plan, one last stand       
Before they take you home                              

Spotlight shines in your face
Hey you better put on a pair of Ian Hunter's shades
I Wish I Was Your Mother, wish I was your father
Never could put you in your place

Hey old man
What don't you understand?
Know your rights
Plead that Habeas Corpus
Hey old man 
The music makes demands
Shake off your rock n roll rigor mortis

Move your hips to the beat
Take a deep breath, unstick yourself from that seat
Shine a light through your pupil, of pure Mott the Hoople
To energise those ancient feet

Time to rise again
Like Lazarus, a comeback, this ain’t the end
You're one wild stiff, rockin all my riffs
Be careful how your body bends 

Hey old man
What don't you understand?
Know your rights
Plead that Habeas Corpus
Hey old man 
The music makes demands
Shake off your rock n roll rigor  mortis

All The Way From Memphis               
The Golden Age Of Rock N Roll     
Elvis and the Whizz Kids                
Ain’t no peace in the valley for the last patrol 
Drivin’ Sister, Jerkin’ Crocus
Help me When My Mind Is Gone
Do the shimmy shake, bring it into focus
Sing it loud this victory song

Hey old man
What don't you understand?
Know your rights
Plead that Habeas Corpus
Hey old man 
The music makes demands
Shake off your rock n roll rigor mortis

It's alive 
It's alive
It's alive 





DRUMAX No. 59 // KINSHIP OF SOULS // Doesn't everyone have a soulmate ... ?
@docfritz // Composition, Arrangement, Music, Drums & Percussion, Cover, Mix & Production
@joerxworx // Fabulously Played Tenor Saxophone
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KINSHIP OF SOULS

DRUMAX No. 59 // KINSHIP OF SOULS

Eines der wenigen deutschen Demos, roh und direkt .. ins  Herz mit viel Bauchgefühl und Seele!
Long before " Hello World"  we tried one of our rare songs in German language. Rough Demo with feel and soul!

Guten Morgen Sandra     Hubert Stytz- Pee Gee

....an old tune.... campfire version....
......too many Lou Reed records..... 

Lou Reed

You know the sin of the mother and the fist of the father 
Fuel the fires of love and hate  
Syracuse surrender, they've come to pick you up
Electric smile and medicate
I feel the body broken
They try to kill their sons
Or lock us up, this ain’t no Lady Day
Our life, their lie undone

Lou Reed, Lou Reed
In dreams begin responsibilities 
Lou Reed, Lou Reed
I'm feeling it how ‘bout you

Reject and inject, feel the New York streets
Forget about that Summer of Love 
Working for the Factory, Andy took you in
But that Velvet life was not enough
Dexys, ludes and heroin
Me, I just went back to school
Some close calls till we got off that shit
By then I had conformed to their rules

Lou Reed, Lou Reed
The glory of love is what us sinners need
Lou Reed, Lou Reed               
I’m feeling it how ‘bout  you

In my darkness                                                             
Berlin plays for me                                                      
Spinning round in circles                                              
Alaska we be free                                                          
And it was alright                                                            
It was alright    
                                                                                  
Poet, pilgrim, we’re the same my friend
Though your journey left me far behind
Street hassle meets the soft surrender
Twilight reeling inside your mind
Buddha smile and meditate
The fears are still outside the door
I kick it open and I’m getting out
Now I can see like I saw before

Lou Reed, Lou Reed
Play some football for the coach, Coney Island Baby
Lou Reed, Lou Reed
I’m feeling it how ‘bout you

Lou Reed, Lou Reed
Like a fist through the window 
the bite and the bleed
Lou Reed, Lou Reed
He's feeling it how ‘bout you

Lou Reed

Hello again dear Listeners,

Here's another ambient improvisational flow 'with an edge' by ilio and i, featuring electric piano and acoustic guitar with classical and jazzy overtones.

Thank you all for Listening to our humble offerings.

We just have so much fun jamming and sharing.

Sunlight Wind and Waves * anomon & ilio

There’s a treasure down deep in this garbage can
To find it, plug your nose, feel the dirt on your hands
Just remember that they never really understand 
Your personal Rosetta Stone



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