This is a joint project between Janine Levinson, beSRK & Guitarbeard, made in 2017. 

Music by @beSRK
Melody, lyrics, vocals by @janinelevinson
Guitar by @guitarbeard

Buy https://guitarbeard.bandcamp.com/track/quit-wasting-my-time

Quit Wasting my Time

I don’t reminisce
I won’t look back
It’s a bore and the opposite of invention

“Remember when”
That’s a useless phrase
Learn from your past and get on with living

I don’t complain
I don’t bother to blame
It’s a bore and a massive waste of time
You will learn or you won’t
You achieve or you don’t
And when I talk about blame it will be mine
Quit wasting my time

I don’t reminisce
I don’t look back
It’s a fruitless tree and not worth shaking

And “if only I had,”
That’s a pointless phrase
Life gives you chances and you take them

I don’t explain
I don’t owe you a thing
It’s my life and I’ve got limited time
I live for today
Just stay out of my way
Keep hold of yours, leave me mine
Quit wasting my time
Quit wasting my time

I’m not gonna gossip
I don’t want to chit chat
It’s a bore and the opposite of conversation
Don’t pander to me
Don’t smooth out your words
That’s intentional soul deprivation

I won’t explain
I don’t owe you a thing
It’s my life and I’ve got limited time
I live for today
So stay out of my way
Keep hold of yours, leave me mine
Quit wasting my time
Quit wasting my time

Butterfly

Quit Wasting My Time (Janine Levinson, beSRK & Guitarbeard)

交わす手の温度
存在の温度
おんなじ赤き血潮
流れる証拠

見上げてごらん
オレンジ色と水色
混ざり合う夕焼け
綺麗だね

交わす手の温度
存在の温度
ぼくら黄金に輝く
太陽の子ども

↓translation
Temperature of hands to exchange
Temperature of existence
The same red blood flow proof

Look up
A sunset that mixes orange and light blue
That's beautiful

Temperature of hands to exchange
Temperature of existence
We are children of the golden sun

SHAKE HANDS

I purchased this factory made om-body guitar few weeks ago. It suits fine my bare fingertips picking style.
As you can see it`s equipped with GK-3 hexaphonic pickup and sound is produced by Boss GP-10 guitar processor.
The track is almost full improvised and recorded in one take.

The First Recording With Cheap Beauty

gitarrer magnus lögdberg trummor&bas Jens - Joel Evaldson
Sång Lisa Johansson

Vila(kom tillbaks) Improvised

Original by FPMORINSTUDIO / Francois Pierre Morin composer

NUAGE 2020

This is a brief, basic experiment track to learn more about the compression function on vocals with our new recording equipment. Always loved this Zevon song so thought I would post what I was tinkering with... Happy to say that Morry and I are working on new originals lately, using our new DP-24 Tascam. The songs will have full instrumentation and not just my crappy acoustic playing. Hope to post them in the next few months.

Don't let us get sick - Zevon Cover

Ranty sax and the odd piano tinkle courtesy of Jonathan Ogara (https://soundcloud.com/allopenelectrics).

The lyrics goeth thusly:

Dogmatist insistence, compromise persistence
Poisonous necessities, extinction resistance
Merry Gerry-pandering, oblique meandering
Moments of clarity, hipsterous dexterity
Contraphobic sanity, Ponderous calamity
Peripheral profanity, Stat-packed insanity
Throwaway connectiveness, ultra-bright defectiveness
Nominated reprobate, virtuous advocate

Deceptive conformity, emotional deformity
Factual ambiguity, intellectual nudity 
Off the shelf pomposity, counterfeited prudity
Border-line depravity, empathetic cavity
Hand-wrung gesturing, half-baked posturing
Blame game moronity, stupefied stubbornity
Blinkered conformity, dubious patternity

They’re laughing at you 

Wall to wall stupidity, stupefied community
Working, working tirelessly, optimist futility 
Easy sell simplicity, smugnorant complicity
Manipulated ignorance, proudly flaunted bigot-trance 
Cheer the nicely spoken thief, Kick the gift horse in the teeth, 

They’re laughing at you, because you want it to be true

GadDad Rant

This is a song off of Volume 2 of That Old Time Americana which you can listen to in its entirety on Spotify at: https://open.spotify.com/artist/170Dmo9QlaMn62XbwR7Q5s?si=jrKd5mR8QWOU8_aiY-o9lg

This song is about people that hold extreme biases against the lifestyles of other groups of people. The lyrics delve into the isolation and hypocrisy that breeds these biases generationally. There are detrimental costs associated with this thinking.

Lyrics:
Reasoned away the prodigy lying about responsibility breathing down my sweaty neck loading aces in the deck
day light was never there
patience was never shared
bone dry like a lonely dawn
sparking life within in a yawn
time out to hesitate
pleasure to ride and fluctuate
Don't you know the prairie life breeds fear and loathing and lack of spice
scared of your shadow some ghostly matter
voting to deny others human rights
Daddy's a liar but Grandpa's dead
They hated each other for the anger they fed
Breaking away is what the young all do
But eventually they will come back to you.
day light was never there
patience was never shared
bone dry like a lonely dawn
sparking life within in a yawn
time out to hesitate
pleasure to ride and fluctuate
Should we rise or sit back and wait
while the dumbass teacher demonstrates
Moving off to another state
never able to self-deprecate
seriously though you have to stop
before we have to call the cops
Many have said you aren't our kind
staying up late and mixing wine
Been all day wasn't kind
Waiting for the call to say it's fine.

The Prarie Life

... published with a two-month delay :-) Lunatics number 8!
With heartfelt thanks to Cosmic Ratzzz (everything) and Pancho: fab guitar! I'm just playin' the sax :-)) check out: https://soundcloud.com/cosmic-ratzzz

Fire Funk // Cosmic Ratzzz & joerxworx / lunatics number 8

Electric Eel

Gone eagle gone

I keep bees and write music
Big thanks for your support!!! You find my music also on Drooble https://drooble.com/sergey.chuprikov and Hearthis https://hearthis.at/sergey-chuprikov/