Vol. 10

Music. tHE bLUE rOOM
Copyright tHEbLUErOOM © 2021
Photo. Pixabay

Old Rusty

'Ain't No Sunshine' - Karen Souza (cover)

I'm walking  down to McDonalds
And that's all I'm going to do today
I guess that I'm not moving on
From our moving on
The poet he dies of a thousand paper cuts every day
So I'll say
It's been a pleasure to be with you
In this space and time
And when your telephone it doesn't ring
And when your doorbell it doesn't chime
It's me

I went to the hypnotist
To try to make some kind of sense of this
He snaps his fingers
He goes 1,2,3
I let that hippy girl read my tea leaves
I don't want to, but I have to believe
And when your telephone doesn't chime
And when you feel that California sunshine
It's me

This poet, he see a little less beauty every day
I walk past the coffee shop
Past the Stop N' Shop
Past the parking lot
With that Polish Bar, where we used to go
When your telephone it doesn't ring
And when you're craving Gin & Grenadine 
It's me

It's been a pleasure 
To have someone like you in my life
And when your telephone it doesn't ring
And when you find out who was to blame for everything
It's me

When Your Phone Doesn't Ring (It's Me)

Composed, arranged, performed and produced by:
Leon Pajer

orlando51music © 2021

The Birdland's Edge

mathematical poetry.... just how soon is 'soon'?

"Soon" is the seventh single from my debut solo album, Year Zero, to be released soon....

"Soon" will also be available on all other digital platforms to download and/or stream.... iTunes, Spotify, Napster, Deezer, GooglePlay, AppleMusic, YouTube etc...

(c)(p) written & performed by Miaow McDonald

engineered/co-produced by Robert Davidson, the 'Aged Choir Boy'.

Miaow McDonald: Vocals, Guitars, Synths and other sonic perversions
Robert Davidson: Drums, Additional Synths

Miaow McDonald only plays Fender Guitars.


lyrics:

oh the unquantifiable weight...
the undeniable... wait...
oh irrefutable beauty
of mathematical poetry...

one critical sum in my bed
infinite variables in my head
one critical sum in my bed
infinite variables in my head

soon = |x|
soon = |x|
soon = |x|
soon = |x|

there's no indifference
or uncertainty...
we both know what we want
(can you feel it?)
can you feel the urgency?

one critical sum in my bed
infinite variables in my head
one critical sum in my bed
infinite variables in my head

soon = |x|
soon = |x|
soon = |x|
soon = |x|

Soon

After our first collaboration https://soundcloud.com/markjbennett/an-angel-passed-by-tom-regnier-and-mark-j-bennett-1 I was pleased when Tom https://soundcloud.com/tom-r-gnier offered me a wonderful piece (with the same title) to make into a song. He suggested that I didn't think too much about the meaning, just about the feeling. This was good advice as it almost wrote itself, based around almost rhymes of the word 'deposit'. Once we had the basis it made perfect sense to invite Jussi https://soundcloud.com/juswel to add some great guitar throughout. I owe a huge thank you to Tom and Jussi for this opportunity.
Hope you enjoy our song, thanks for listening.
Image of Empire State Building, NYC by Doug Corrance

I need a soul deposit,
Some joy inside my wallet.		
Life’s gonna get good for me!

I know joy’s here because it’s
Gonna flow just like a faucet.
Life’s gonna get good for me!

Don’t need to write a sonnet,
It’s happenin’, an’ I ain’t no prophet.
Life’s gonna get good for me!

Heart’s locked up in a locket,
Don’t care, if I’m bein’ honest
Life’s gonna get good for me!

I need a soul deposit,
A little joy inside my pocket.
Life’s gonna get good for me!

Gonna get good,
Gonna get good,
Right here, 
Somethin’s happenin’

Soul Deposit:Tom Régnier/MJBennett/Jussi Welin

Had the great pleasure of covering this song with Jussi Welin and beautiful piano by Sheryar Malik...track from Bruce Conover

20/September/2021

Daddy w/Jussi Welin Sheryar Malik and Bruce Conover (cover)

Getting Your Groove Back - For Robert

https://open.spotify.com/track/3dPaPD819h1OuFm9C5Goga?si=YXojaSYFSQSYE7lS3uG05A&utm_source=copy-link&nd=1
http://www.continental-collision.com
https://continentalcollision.bandcamp.com/track/the-route-to-tomorrow
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XMiidrWf6sM&list=OLAK5uy_mC-35nmJO3s19Cjj5Aet7UP0XGkLu3ido
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2moo0YwEYPM

Music, piano, bass, guitar solo and programming drums & synths: Rodolfo Planes (@rplanes)
Lead & backing vocals & lyrics: Mark J. Bennett
Backing vocals: Cecilia Mastropasqua: @cemastro
Rhythm guitar: Gonzalo J. Ares: @gonzalo-julian-ares

Featuring backing vocals by Cintia Galeano 

Image (view of Edinburgh from Gullane, Scotland): Courtesy of Douglas Corrance

This was my third collaborative song with Rodolfo, which we started in 2020. The original instrumental piece he gave me sounded like determined optimism and at that particular moment the pandemic made its way into anything I wrote although the beauty of the song is that anyone can bring their own interpretation to its meaning. Its original title was ‘Camino a Mañana’, that I translated as ‘The Route To Tomorrow’ - I guess I liked the alliteration - even though it was a bit of a tongue twister to sing.

I instantly loved the rhythmic punch of this track and recognised early on that it would require a punchy lyric and vocal. Initially I sung the harmony vocals that Rodolfo devised, but as we later developed into the band ‘Continental Collision’ it made sense to draw on all of the talent available in Ce and Gonza, and here introducing Cintia Galeano. Huge thanks to my wonderfully gifted collaborators, you helped make this song shine. I was stunned (as always) by Rodolfo’s attention to detail, his glorious guitar solos and particularly the drumming throughout. Although I might not add to the instrumentation personally, Rodolfo always encourages me to give him feedback. I am particularly fond of this collaboration and each time we work together I learn so much more. Hope you enjoy it too and many thanks for listening. 

Finding the way,
To get through night and day,
Is just too much.
Making your way
Once more through the fray,
Without losing touch,
Is too much,
For me, yeah.

Waiting in line, 
With no hint of a sign,
Is just too much.
Pretending I’m fine 
Knowing that you’re not mine,
It’s too, it’s just too much,
For me,
All of the time.

This is the route to tomorrow,
Beg, steal or borrow,
To getting through to the other side of all this sorrow.
This is the route to tomorrow,
That I have to follow,
To make it through to the other side of all this sorrow.

I’ll be OK, 
Whatever they say,
I can take it.
Know I can’t stay,
Gotta get me away
From here.
Before it gets too much for me, here.

I can survive,    
I might even just thrive.
If I make it.
I’m still alive,
Watch me as I arrive,
At the other side of all this pain and sorrow  

This is the route to tomorrow,
Beg, steal or borrow,
To getting through to the other side of all this sorrow.
This is the route to tomorrow,
That I have to follow,
To make it through to the other side of all this sorrow.

The Route To Tomorrow - Continental Collision (featuring Cintia Galeano)- Now on Spotify!

Always on the look out for opportunities to stretch and grow into all kinds of musical experiences, I had the good fortune to encounter an electronic musician on another music hosting site - mp3u.com. This song was Kevin Miller's work and he graciously allowed me to experiment with vocals in a style I had never tried to work with.
My thanks to Kevin for letting me do what I do - dabble and learn - with his musical background.

Musical pre-mixed bed: Kevin Miller
Lyrics, vocals, final mix - Terry Wigmore

I've Got The Power

℗ © Copyright Ian Stokes. All Rights Reserved
Recorded and mixed using Logic. Mastered in Soundcloud
Guitars played: Morris Nylon String
Photography: Thanks go to Nigel and Libby Hume at Hume Photography.
LYRICS:
Up on stage with his walking cane
Wearing………………….. a panama hat 
Playing songs from ………way back when
A little bit of this ….and a little bit of that

Old time or maybe ragtime
Sometimes he played the blues
Dressed in style just like a music man  
In his suit and shiny shoes

Up on stage with his walking cane
Looking like a man living a life of ease
Playing songs …………from way back when
Sitting on a chair with his guitar on his knee

Old time or maybe ragtime
Sometimes he plays the blues
Dressed in style just like a music man  
In his suit and shiny shoes

With His Walking Cane

The Ice Lagoon
Part of the Playlist Mystic Places https://soundcloud.com/bruce-klepper-1/sets/mystic-places
January 2022
Duration: 3:45
Photo of the Jökulsárlón Galcier Lagoon by Dominique Payannet
For harp, classical guitar, marimba, Bansuri flute, field recordings from the Jökulsárlón Galcier Lagoon, percussion and other virtual instruments.
The Jökulsárlón Galcier Lagoon is a large glacial lake in the southern part of Vatnajökull National Park, Iceland, that developed into a lake after the glacier started receding from the edge of the Atlantic Ocean.  The ice cap, a vast dome of ice, rises to a height of 3,000 ft (910 m).  The icebergs that calve from the glacier edge move towards the river mouth and get entrenched at the bottom. The movement of the icebergs fluctuates with the tide currents, as well as being affected by wind.  These icebergs are seen in two shades: milky white and bright blue, which depends on the air trapped within the ice and is an interplay of light and ice crystals.

The Ice Lagoon

℗ © Copyright Ian Stokes. All Rights Reserved
Recorded and mixed using Logic. Mastered in Soundcloud
Guitar played: Taylor 714 CE in Open G Tuning (capo'd at the 3rd fret.)
Photography: Thanks go to Nigel and Libby Hume at Hume Photography
LYRICS:
Oh this life under the stars
I am weathered, I am worn
But these trade winds blow
And guide me home
Breathe in breathe out
No complications
I take my chances
When the dice are thrown

I’m thankful for the turning of the tide
Watch the waters flow and cast my fears aside
But there’s a time ………to take the strain
And the sun ……………….will rise again

I have no answers
To my questions
Though I wonder 
At the magic of it all
The hourglass
Tells its story
As these grains of sand 
Gently fall

I’m thankful for the turning of the tide
Watch the waters flow and cast my fears aside
But there’s a time ………to take the strain
And the sun ……………….will rise again

Oh this life under the stars
I am weathered, I am worn
But these trade winds blow
And guide me home

The Turning Of The Tide

Words and vocal @augenmerk
Music & mix @guiville
--
https://soundcloud.com/guiville/sets/symbol-203-feat-augenmerk-guiville

Tracks (Feat. Augenmerk)

Surprise Me Mr. Davis - Ambrosia Drunk

A jazzy little number.
(c)2013
Guitar, Bass, Vocals, Programming, Mixing and Mastering by Robert Grigg.
Recorded at home

Still Thinkin'

Light Up And Enjoy

Song written by Whitney Tai and Andrew Kingsley.
Produced by Tim Janssens.
Mastered by Greg Calbi, Sterling Sound.

Lyrics: Sleepwalking To The Moon
Written by Whitney Tai

Verse 1
Wide awake and
dead asleep at the same time
Feet uprooted, 
upside down on the sky line
Counting all the clouds
that dissolved into night
Prayin to see your face in these
northern lights
And I can’t, no I can’t, no I can’t

Chorus
Sleepwalking to the moon
I’m a million miles away, tell my friends i’m still ok
Sleepwalking to the moon
Figured out a way to fly but i think i’m gunna try
Sleepwalking to the moon
Can I face the truth again? While the blood is running thin
Sleepwalking to the moon
ohhhh

Verse 2 
Silly questions and
the answers escape us
Gunna take more, 
than a blastoff to shake us
Now the Earth is callin, yellin hella loud
Askin, how you gunna grow while you 
talk so proud?
Well you can’t, no you can’t, no you can’t

Chorus
Sleepwalking to the moon
I’m a million miles away, tell my friends i’m still ok
Sleepwalking to the moon
Figured out a way to fly but i think i’m gunna try
Sleepwalking to the moon
Can I face the truth again? While the blood is running thin
Sleepwalking to the moon
ohhhh

Bridge
Dark and hazy
Kinda crazy
That’s how I feel when I’m walkin to you
Dark and hazy
Please don’t wake me
I’d rather choose

Chorus to fade

Whitney Tai Feat. Andrew Kingsley - Sleepwalking To The Moon

A warning, a shot
before the fadeout
A line you forgot to put in your mystery box

A golden bell is ringing you home
ringing 'cross the fields and through the halls

All of our love is gone
like a wave that falls on an empty beach
All of our love I feel is gone
a shout in the wind falls on empty ears

The light slips by 
we weren't listening
close our eyes
we don't see anything

A golden bell is ringing you home
ringing 'cross the fields and through the halls

All of our love is gone
like a wave that falls on an empty beach
all of our love i see is gone
a shout in the wind falls on empty ears

soon, just to be next to you
next to you
just to be next to you, soon
before the fadeout, next to you
before the fadeout, soon

All of our love is gone
like a wave that falls on an empty beach
All of our love i see is gone
a shout in the wind falls on empty ears


Music by Coco
Produced by Coco
c. Coco / FCA 2020

Empty Beach

Last Of The Loving

Un instrumental au piano qui a fini par inspirer des paroles bizarres (Joe, si tu m'entends...). 
An instrumental piano song that finally inspired strange lyrics (Joe, if you can hear me...).

Should I stay or should I go tonight
Before black shirts will ring my bell tonight
With strange navy blue, white, red flowers
Smiling showing all of their teeth
Are you ready to kill for Love…
Should I stay or should I go tonight
Before false prophets will ring my bell tonight
With strange small magic recepe books
To see life in red-rose-coloured glasses
Are you ready to kill for Love…

Close to Robert

Are you ready to kill for Love

Are You Ready To Kill For Love

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/

Vol. 10

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