Voices 2

Added to playlist, ETERNALLY GRATEFUL TO THOSE WHO SUPPORT MY MUSIC 2 https://soundcloud.com/gothic-funk/sets/eternally-grateful-to-those?si=e543c6ed1ab34e47a6fe5972118e34f6

ETERNALLY GRATEFUL TO THOSE WHO SUPPORT MY MUSIC 2

PRODUCED BY FOG CITY FOGEY
MIX-MASTER - WOODS STUDIO
GUITARS - FOG CITY FOGEY
(anything else - me)

WHO ARE WE?
CW MULLINS

Oh tell me who are we
To skip out on destiny?

The towers we erected
canals that we had dug
Testaments to our greatness
The earth met with a shrug
It can shake those towers down
leave a tanker on high ground 

And we watch helplessly
before its majesty     
To tame the earth and sea -
Who are we?

Before we reach the end
Can we still make amends?

Generation timebomb
The ticking we ignored
As we went chasing treasure
No corner unexplored
When we’ve run out of roads 
is that when the bomb explodes?

And who’ll be most surprised
At our own demise
Answer this for me
Who are We?

Rocketship for royals
headed for the stars
paid for by Prime shoppers
and sleek electric cars

and do you know what they’ll find
you can't leave the human behind

No matter where we turn
There’s so much we don’t learn
Maybe that’s our destiny
Not knowing who are we

Who Are We

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Arboles Blancos EP

Arboles Blancos (2mod Sara Remix)

I was in love with West Side Story from age 5 on. 
This is a free interpretation of Somewhere.

Original soundtrack from West Side Story written by Leonard Bernstein, lyrics by Stephen Sondheim. 

Edit: I am so sad Stephen Sondheim died a few days after this release. So I declare this interpretation as my tribute to him. Thank you so much for your everlasting romantic poetry Mr. Sondheim. Rest in peace. 

Vocals and backings created and recorded by Neli CoKo.
This song is not available on Bandcamp and not for commercial use.

Somewhere From West Side Story Covered By Neli CoKo

Part 62 of 266
Chapters released every weekend. All TAFFETA tracks are created within seven days.

I use a complete hybrid of organic & electronic sounds within the scope of the Taffeta project. Nothing is out of the question and no limits are set on how things may evolve one way or another.

If you want to hear everything that has come before:
The TAFFETA Albums are available for free on Bandcamp.
Released in 15 part/chapter increments:

TAFFETA Volume 1:
belialpelegrim.bandcamp.com/album/taffeta-vol-1

TAFFETA Volume 2:
belialpelegrim.bandcamp.com/album/taffeta-vol-2

TAFFETA Volume 3:
belialpelegrim.bandcamp.com/album/taffeta-vol-3

The TAFFETA Playlist is always kept up to date:
soundcloud.com/belial-pelegrim/sets/taffeta-a-266-part-musical

TAFFETA | Part 62

High recommendation of headphones, to fully enjoy sound adds and effects.

Letra / translated lyrics:

África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...
la vieja madre...   /   the old mother...
África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...
la tierra extraña...   /   the strange land...
África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...


Son tus raíces   /   Your roots are
más profundas que el tiempo.   /   deeper than time.
Olvida tu vida   /   Forget your life
que ahora es desierto.   /   which is now a desert.

Tus raíces de sangre se han perdido,   /   Your blood roots are lost
y tu exótico mundo ha envejecido.   /   and your exotic world has got old.
La llamada de la selva ha convertido:   /   The call of the jungle has turned:

tus batallas en guerras,   /   your battles to wars,
y tus bosques en hambre,   /   and your forests to hunger,
y tus hombres en tierra.   /   and your men to soil.

África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...
tus cantos lejanos...   /   your distant singings...
África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...
ahora están muertos...   /   are dead now...
ahora están muertos.   /   are dead now.
África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...


... 1995 E-RUIZZO - 2014 FRANCÉS RECORDS

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África (Hombres de tierra)

Moment One

I didn’t care whose voice it was
I’m captive and a slave
Bright and pure shines her star
Upon that glorified guitar
Until we came to Spenlow’s grave

No pausing on the brink
I was gone
No time to even think
Fallen headlong
From moment one

Enough wrung out of me to drown
A fellow moonstruck clerk
Steeped in a sea of soup and sound
Bite the key to my carpet bag
Distinguish in the dark

Weak infatuation, maudlin mind 
Celestial blue
Saturated through and through
Turn into a room close at hand
The empress of my heart

Many thanks to Steve Pumphrey for playing the guitar solo on this recording.

Moment One

A couple of months ago, Rodolfo Planes from Tierra del Fuego sent me a wonderful piece of music (in a different key and without lead guitar) that he hoped I’d write lyrics for… 
I was so excited that the first verse popped into my head almost straightaway, and with great patience and honesty, Rodolfo lead me through the learning curve that would be the gestation of this song.
The passionate music somehow stirred in me a sense of longing and belonging, combined with the enforced isolation from loved ones during lockdown. I think Rodolfo’s music helped me express this powerfully.
His solo still continues to move me even after countless listens. I am very grateful to him for this opportunity and I sincerely hope we can work on other projects. 
Thanks for listening and please check out Rodolfo’s cloud if you can.

Composition, instrumentation, arrangement and production: https://soundcloud.com/rplanes
Lyrics and vocals: https://soundcloud.com/markjbennett
Image of Loch Maree, Scotland used with kind permission of Douglas Corrance.

https://continentalcollision.bandcamp.com/track/set-me-down-that-road

I know where I’m going,
Though I don’t know where I am.
My drive ain’t slowing,
If it’s Birmingham, Alabam.
Gotta get me on the road,
Back to where I’m coming from,
Might not have the zip code,
But I know where I belong. 
I know, I know, I know that I belong.
It might take me some time,
But I’m on my way already.
Set me down that road.

I know what I’m missing,
And where I might find it.
Without even reminiscing,
I’m right back there, I admit.
Close my eyes, and I’m there,
Though in reality,
I’m still stuck in elsewhere,
And I’m the absentee.   
I know, I know, I know that I’ve done wrong.
It might take me some time,
But I’m on my way already.
Set me down that road.

I’ve been uninvited,
Yet I felt compelled to come
A need to be reunited,
Whatever the outcome.
This prodigal believes,
In the error of his ways.
He vows that he’ll never leave,
Where his hat now he lays
I know, I know, I know that I’m back home.
It has taken some time,
But I feel at home already.
I’ve been down that road.

Set Me Down That Road - Continental Collision - Now Available on Bandcamp

Don't let the MUSIC INDUSTRY FOOL YOU, the best tunes around today are #UNSIGNED, #INDEPENDENT & #UNDERGROUND!
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And don't let anyone tell you what music to make or how to make it, JUST MAKE IT….DO WHAT YOU FEEL!
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I’M TOO SCARED TO DANCE
I’M TOO SCARED TO DANCE
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I ONLY DANCE WHEN I DANCE WITH YOU
YOU GIVE ME CONFIDENCE, ENOUGH EXUBERANCE
I ONLY DANCE WHEN I DANCE WITH YOU
YOU OPEN EVERY DOOR, YOU SWEEP ME ON THE FLOOR
I ONLY DANCE WHEN I DANCE WITH YOU
YOU TAKE MY BREATH AWAY, YOU TAKE MY BREATH AWAY
I ONLY DANCE WHEN I DANCE WITH YOU
THE PEOPLE FADE TO GREY, THE PEOPLE FADE TO GREY
I ONLY DANCE WHEN I DANCE WITH YOU
AND SINCE YOU CHANGED THE LAW, I’M CRYING OUT FOR MORE
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TOO SCARED TO DANCE
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I THINK I’M DEAD INSIDE
IT’S THE REASON WHY I HIDE
EXPLAINS THE PARANOIA
TOO AFRAID TOO SLIP AND SLIDE
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I’M KIND OF TORN INSIDE
I NEVER CAN DECIDE
UNTIL YOU GUIDE ME TO THE FLOOR, AND SAY,
RELAX, ENJOY THE RIDE
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I ONLY DANCE WHEN I DANCE WITH YOU
SOMETHING IN THE AIR
THERE’S SOMETHING IN THE AIR
I ONLY DANCE WHEN I DANCE WITH YOU
SHE SAID, TRY NOT TO CARE
IGNORE THEM, LET THEM STARE
PRETEND YOU’RE UNAWARE
OF THE EYES THAT ARE EVERYWHERE
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MY ONLY HANG UP
MY ONLY HANG UP
I’M MUCH TOO SCARED
I’M TOO SCARED….TO DANCE
I’M MUCH TO SCARED
MY ONLY ONLY HANG UP
I’M TOO SCARED….TO DANCE
I’M MUCH TOO SCARED
MY ONLY HANG UP
I’M TOO SCARED….TO DANCE
I’M MUCH TOO SCARED
MY ONLY HANG UP
I’M TOO SCARED TO DANCE
MY ONLY HANG UP
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MY ONLY HANG UP
I’M TOO SCARED TO DANCE
MY ONLY HANG UP
I’M TOO SCARED TO DANCE
MY ONLY HANG UP

I'M TOO SCARED TO DANCE

Production Note
https://furicomusicteam.blogspot.com/p/neither-west-east-north-nor-south.html

Included Movie
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z1x2Jppspwg

Neither West, East, North, Nor South

NOTICE: I DO NOT PAY FOR PROMOTION. EVER.

SPOTLIGHT: Sexagenarian Volume VI is now complete after the addition of its twelfth tarck, "where once...". Check out the other five (5!) volumes of Sexagenarian as well. 

BIO: I started writing songs in high school (1969-1973!) and I've pretty much never stopped. These are mostly solo recording projects (my brother, Fog City Fogey, contributes sometimes).  I don't do much self-promotion, not a fan of Repost Exchange etc, so all of you who find this page and like a song or two - you are truly appreciated!

Who Are We

CW Mullins