LOOKING FOR A TRANCE ANYWHERE IN ANDALUSIA

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WE BENEFIT FROM POSTING ON SOUNDCLOUD THE MOST WHEN WE FOLLOW BACK, LISTEN AND LEAVE FEEDBACK

Who should we follow back? The Soundcloud users who don’t just follow us they actually listen and leave feedback, makes sense, right. So why does it make sense, because they are the ones actually supporting your music, they are the ones that raise your profile and feedback is FREE hype, it advertises your product, it tells new arrivals to your page that your music is worth listening to, that’s what I mean when I say we ALL benefit.
These platforms actually end up failing BECAUSE we don’t maximise their potential in this way, a follow serves no purpose if we don’t follow through, and if we don’t follow through others don’t follow through either, we all become wary of giving support because we know only a very small number will do the same for us.
So how does this affect these platform, activity slows down eventually grinding to a halt, once that happens platforms like Soundcloud could end up going out of business, eventually there will be no platforms left for us to FREELY post on, the day will arrive when the ONLY way to post our music is to PAY FOR THE PRIVILEGE, so you see being PROACTIVE not only benefits you and I it ensures the survival of platforms like Soundcloud; ok, so it doesn’t deliver in some of the ways we’d like it to, and including reaching an actual audience, but it’s a whole lot better than nothing at all!

THE NEXT WAVE IN MUSIC vol 2 various artists

Vocals & Lyrics https://soundcloud.com/shark_teeth93

LYRICS:

No rest on earth for a sinner
A crushing blow I deliver
I wash my hands clean of the day
What can I do? What can I say?

There is nothing left but the wicked
The malady with which you're stricken
A hundred lies still in the quiver
A darkness falls and makes you shiver
And makes you shiver

A recipe for sheer disaster
A slight of hand by your master
And seeds are sown, they grow a garden
A fragile mind that's forced to harden

There is nothing left but the wicked
The malady with which you're stricken
A hundred lies still in the quiver
A darkness falls and makes you shiver
And makes you shiver

And darkness grows
What do you know?
You've lost control
You are not in control

And if you feel like a stranger
You might just be in certain danger
And if you're feeling copacetic
The lights die down and then you get it

There is nothing left for the wicked
The malady with which you're stricken
A hundred lies still in the quiver
A darkness falls and makes you shiver
A darkness falls and makes you shiver
A darkness falls and makes you shiver
And makes you shiver

Malady - Shark Teeth & Moondust

Bossmusic

Hey pals. It's been a minute. Hope you're all well. I made some new music:
https://mayorofdonutville.bandcamp.com/album/heracleion

These are the first three tracks, all together:
Bell Island Boom
Singing Sand
Pasquale

Hope you enjoy!

Heracleion - First Three Tracks

Fragile Dream

Somewhere In Andalusia (For Four guitars)

ANYWHERE OUT OF THE WORLD

I don´t look the same. 512 ( 1992 ) Margareta Theorin - Eddy Mango ( Margareta )

Trance feat. Ryder
Vocals and Lyrics:
Ryderofficial:
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/22300/trance-travis-scott-type-vocal-160bpm-trap-acapella
Paploviante: E-Bass, Composing, Arrangement, Mix and Mastering

Trance feat. Ryder - Paploviante

Thagomizer

Verse 1:
Yes it seems such a shame
The stegosaurus tail had no name

So the scientists they did it
They used the joke and admit it

Chorus:
So it became the thagomizer

Verse 2:

The name became a chorus
For the spikes of the stegosaurus

Named after a joke on the Far Side
And that isn’t the dark side

Chorus:

Verse 3:
Yes Paleobiology has the thagomizer
It came on the scene like a geyser

Proof that scientists have a some humor
Even those that are baby boomer(s)


Reference:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thagomizer?wprov=sfti1#

https://emmawilkin.com/words-of-the-week-2/2019/7/8/thagomizer

Thagomizer

Another version of the song can be found on the album "Cabaret", under the name "Trapped in Shadows [Cabaret]."

[Verse]
I wake up cold, the night still near,
A home that crumbles year by year.
Mama’s hands are rough, she can't let go,
Of dreams she lost a lifetime ago.

[Chorus]
Round and round, we push the weight,
Running faster, but it's too late.
Built to suffer, we can’t break free,
Lost inside this tragedy.

[Verse]
Crowds scream loud, but I can’t hear,
Their cheers are just a mask for fear.
We sing the songs they wanna feel,
But every note is less than real.

The lights are bright, they burn my skin,
But emptiness is all within.
Another show, another day,
I’m just a shadow on display.

[Chorus]
Round and round, we push the weight,
Running faster, but it's too late.
Built to suffer, we can’t break free,
Lost inside this tragedy.

[Bridge]
The world’s on fire, but we survive.
I wonder if we’re truly alive.
They say the world is ours to make,
But how much more can one heart take?

[verse]
My brother’s got hunger in his eyes,
But no one hears the quiet cries.
 
[Chorus]
Round and round, we push the weight,
Running faster, but it's too late.
Built to suffer, we can’t break free,
Lost inside this tragedy.

Just a Shadow on Display [Edit]

SLEEP WITH THE DEAD
>
I CAN NOT BE WHAT YOU WANT ME TO BE...BABY
I CAN NOT DO WHAT YOU WANT ME TO DO...BABY
I COULD NEVER WALK THROUGH FIRE FOR YOU
I COULD NEVER DO THE THINGS YOU ASK ME TO
I AIN’T NO MUNTER, MORON, HUH
I AIN’T NOTHIN’ LIKE YOU
>
YOU DID NOT CREATE ME
BUT LATELY
YOU HATE THE WAY I WALK, THE WAY I TALK,
THE WAY I PUNCH YOU IN THE MOUTH
THOUGH YOU ARE HAVING FUN NOW
I WILL ESCAPE YOU SOMEHOW
>
DON’T TRY TO MAKE EXCUSES
DON’T COME IT WITH THOSE LIES
YOU ALWAYS WERE ABUSIVE
BUT NEVER TOLD ME WHY
>
MY MEMORY IS HAZY
MY THOUGHTS A DEEPER BLUE
MY DIAGNOSIS, CRAZY,
AND IT’S ALL BECAUSE OF YOU
>
THOSE MANIC MOMENTS PHASED ME
THE AIR WAS TURNING BLUE
ATTEMPTING TO ERASE ME
WITH THE CHINA THAT YOU THREW

I WILL NOT THINK ABOUT THE THINGS THAT WE DID
I WILL NOT TALK ABOUT THE THINGS THAT WE SAID
FOR ALL ETERNITY CONFINED TO MY BED
I’LL KILL YOUR MEMORY, AND SLEEP WITH THE DEAD
>
NOW I SLEEP WITH THE DEAD
I SLEEP WITH THE DEAD
I SLEEP WITH THE DEAD
>
YOU DID NOT CREATE ME
BUT LATELY
YOU HATE THE WAY I WALK, THE WAY I TALK,
THE WAY I PUNCH YOU IN THE MOUTH
THOUGH YOU ARE HAVING FUN NOW
I WILL ESCAPE YOU SOMEHOW
>
MY MEMORY IS HAZY
MY THOUGHTS A DEEPER BLUE
MY DIAGNOSIS, CRAZY,
AND IT’S ALL BECAUSE OF YOU
>
THOSE MANIC MOMENTS PHASED ME
THE AIR WAS TURNING BLUE
ATTEMPTING TO ERASE ME
WITH THE CHINA THAT YOU THREW
>
I WILL NOT THINK ABOUT THE THINGS THAT WE DID
I WILL NOT TALK ABOUT THE THINGS THAT WE SAID
FOR ALL ETERNITY, CONFINED TO MY BED,
I’LL KILL YOUR MEMORY,
AND WALK WITH THE DEAD
>
I CAN NOT BE WHAT YOU WANT ME TO BE
I CAN NOT DO WHAT YOU WANT ME TO DO
I COULD NEVER WALK THROUGH FIRE FOR YOU
I COULD NEVER DO THE THINGS YOU ASK ME TO
>
I WOULDN’T IF YOU PAID
YOU’RE NOT THE CHOSEN FEW
REMIND ME OF A BABY
ONE WEEK BEFORE IT’S DUE
>
LIKE MRS NOSFERATU
BEFORE THE INTERVIEW
YOU PROVE THAT EVERY NIGHTMARE
EVENTUALLY COMES TRUE
>
I CAN NOT BE WHAT YOU WANT ME TO BE, BABY
I CAN NOT DO WHAT YOU WANT ME TO DO, BABY
YOU DID NOT CREATE ME
BUT LATELY
YOU HATE THE WAY I WALK, THE WAY I TALK,
THE WAY I PUNCH YOU IN THE MOUTH
THOUGH YOU ARE HAVING FUN NOW
I WILL ESCAPE YOU SOMEHOW
>
MY MEMORY IS HAZY
MY THOUGHTS A DEEPER BLUE
MY DIAGNOSIS, CRAZY,
AND IT’S ALL BECAUSE OF YOU
>
I CAN NOT BE WHAT YOU WANT ME TO BE...BABY
I CAN NOT DO WHAT YOU WANT ME TO DO...BABY
I COULD NEVER WALK THROUGH FIRE FOR YOU
I COULD NEVER DO THE THINGS YOU ASK ME TO
I AIN’T NO MUNTER, MORON, HUH
I AIN’T NOTHIN’ LIKE YOU

SLEEP WITH THE DEAD

YOU CHASE THE VOICES FROM MY BRAIN
AND THE NOVOCAINE REDUCED THE PAIN
BUT ACTS OF KINDNESS DON'T IMPRESS
YOU CARE TOO MUCH, I COULD CARE LESS
>
AND THIS, IN A NUTSHELL, BE THE SELFISH SERMON
SELF PRESERVATION AND THE SELFISH GENE
WITHOUT AFFECTION, WITHOUT REFLECTION
COMPLETE REJECTION OF THE GOLDEN RULE
>
AND THESE BE THE WORDS OF THE CHILDREN OF JINN
WHO EMULATE THE THINKING OF THE PHOSPHORUS ONE
AS GOG IS OUR WITNESS, AND AS THICK IS OUR SKIN
WE FREELY PLEDGE ALLEGIANCE AS WE WALLOW IN SIN
>
YOU CHASE THE VOICES FROM MY BRAIN
AND THE NOVOCAINE REDUCED THE PAIN
BUT ACTS OF KINDNESS DON'T IMPRESS
YOU CARE TOO MUCH, I COULD CARE LESS
>
HOODWINKED, THEY LIKE TO THINK
THEY HAVE THE SENSE TO SPOT THE CHINK
TO SEE BEYOND WHEN BEING CONNED
THEIR MINDS, THOUGH, ARE FILLED WITH MISSING LINKS
>
PROJECTS AND IMAGE....SQUEAKY CLEAN
BUT HAS AN EYE FOR THE OBSCENE
AND EVERY NIGHTMARE IS A DREAM
A GOLDEN FLEECE THAT SPREADS DISEASE
>
PROJECTS AND IMAGE....SQUEAKY CLEAN
BUT HAS AN EYE FOR THE OBSCENE
AND EVERY NIGHTMARE IS A DREAM
A GOLDEN FLEECE THAT SPREADS DISEASE
>
THIS THOROUGHLY ULTRA-MODERN PARASITE
BELIEVES YOU'RE SOMETHING VERY GOOD TO EAT
BELIEVES THIS WORLD SITS A TOP....A MOUNTAIN OF HATE
THAT EMPATHY WILL ALWAYS BE A ONE-WAY-STREET
>
MACHINATION....
>
SICK WORLD....WITH A HEALTHY REFLECTION
DECEPTION BE THE TRADEMARK OF THE SNEAKIEST DECEPTION
SIN IS THE ELIXA.....LIFE AND DEATH THROWN IN THE MIXER
THE CURE, A PANACEA....A GOG OF MAGOG CONCEPTION
>
A GOG OF MAGOG....MACHINATION
>
THE SERPENT COILED AROUND THE EARTH
CONSTRICTION DRESSED UP AS EXPRESSION
HIS MACHINATIONS....HAVE UNFURLED
HIS GOAL….TO MAKE THE LAST IMPRESSION
>
HE WALKS THE EARTH, OR DRIVES A HEARSE
REGISTERS EACH BLESSED BIRTH
REPEATS THE ROLL CALL, DAWN AND DUSK
COUNTS THE OBOLUS IN HIS PURSE
>
THE SERPENT COILED AROUND THE EARTH
CONSTRICTION DRESSED UP AS EXPRESSION
HIS MACHINATIONS....HAVE UNFURLED
HIS GOAL….TO MAKE THE LAST IMPRESSION
>
HE WALKS THE EARTH, OR DRIVES A HEARSE
REGISTERS EACH BLESSED BIRTH
REPEATS THE ROLL CALL, DAWN AND DUSK
COUNTS THE OBOLUS IN HIS PURSE
>
HE WALKS THE EARTH, OR DRIVES A HEARSE
REGISTERS EACH BLESSED BIRTH
REPEATS THE ROLL CALL, DAWN AND DUSK
COUNTS THE OBOLUS IN HIS PURSE




SICK WORLD WITH A HEALTHY REFLECTION (A GOLDEN FLEECE THAT SPREADS DISEASE)

YOU CHASE THE VOICES FROM MY BRAIN
AND THE NOVACAINE REDUCED THE PAIN
BUT ACTS OF KINDNESS DON'T IMPRESS
YOU CARE TOO MUCH, I COULD CARE LESS

AND THIS, IN A NUTSHELL, BE THE SELFISH SERMON
SELF PRESERVATION AND THE SELFISH GENE
WITHOUT AFFECTION, WITHOUT REFLECTION
COMPLETE REJECTION OF THE GOLDEN RULE

AND THESE BE THE WORDS OF THE CHILDREN OF JINN
WHO EMULATE THE THINKING OF THE PHOSPHOROS ONE
AS GOG IS OUR WITNESS, AND AS THICK IS OUR SKIN
WE FREELY PLEDGE ALLEGIANCE AS WE WALLOW IN SIN

YOU CHASE THE VOICES FROM MY BRAIN
AND THE NOVACAINE REDUCED THE PAIN
BUT ACTS OF KINDNESS DON'T IMPRESS
YOU CARE TOO MUCH, I COULD CARE LESS

HOODWINKED, THEY LIKE TO THINK
THEY HAVE THE SENSE TO SPOT THE CHINK
TO SEE BEYOND WHEN BEING CONNED
THEIR MINDS, THOUGH, ARE FILLED WITH MISSING LINKS

PROJECTS AN IMAGE....SQUEAKY CLEAN
BUT HAS AN EYE FOR THE OBSCENE
AND EVERY NIGHTMARE IS A DREAM
A GOLDEN FLEECE THAT SPREADS DISEASE

PROJECTS AN IMAGE....SQUEAKY CLEAN
BUT HAS AN EYE FOR THE OBSCENE
AND EVERY NIGHTMARE IS A DREAM
A GOLDEN FLEECE THAT SPREADS DISEASE

THIS THOROUGHLY ULTRA-MODERN PARASITE
BELIEVES YOU'RE SOMETHING VERY GOOD TO EAT
BELIEVES THIS WORLD SITS A TOP....A MOUNTAIN OF HATE
THAT EMPATHY WILL ALWAYS BE A ONE-WAY-STREET

MACHINATION....

SICK WORLD....WITH A HEALTHY REFLECTION
DECEPTION BE THE TRADEMARK OF THE SNEAKIEST DECEPTION
SIN IS THE ELIXA.....LIFE AND DEATH THROWN IN THE MIXER
THE CURE, A PANACEA....A GOG OF MAGOG CONCEPTION

A GOG OF MAGOG....MACHINATION

SICK WORLD WITH A HEALTHY REFLECTION

MY MIND HAS A MIND OF ITS OWN
>
MY MIND HAS GOT THE BEST OF ME
PROTESTING THAT I’M CONTRARY
BUT WHO AM I TO DISAGREE
SO MUCH BETTER TO BE CIRCUMSPECT
THAN OVERSTEP SOME SACRED BOUNDARY
>
MY HEAD CONTAINS AN OCEAN
ONE THATS CONSTANTLY IN MOTION
AND AMIDST ALL THIS COMMOTION
I NEVER GET TO BE THE MAN I WANT TO BE
>
NOW THE BATS ARE IN THE BELFRY
LOCKED AWAY IN MY MEMORY
WITH ONLY ROCKS FOR COMPANY
CONCEALED UNDER A LOCK OF SHIFTING HAIR
>
ACCESSED WITH THE TWIST OF A SKELETON KEY
>
MY MIND, MY MIND
>
MY MIND HAS A MIND OF ITS OWN
SO I’M….NEVER ALONE
>
NEVER HAVE TO THINK FOR MYSELF
OR LOOK AFTER MY HEALTH
CAN JUST GO WITH THE FLOW
SIMPLY SAY, I DONT KNOW
SPEND THE DAY STARING OUT OF THE WINDOW
>
I’M OUT OF MY MIND
>
EARNED LONG AGO TO KEEP MY PLACE
TO NEVER SHOW MY REAL FACE
TO DO SO WOULD DISTURB THE FLOW
TO DO SO WOULD OPEN THE WINDOW
>
MY MIND, MY MIND
>
I ONLY HAVE ONE MEMORY
THE DAY I CHOSE TO DISAGREE
I BEGGED TO DIFFER, FOOLISHLY
AND PAID THE PRICE EMPHATICALLY
>
MY MIND, MY MIND
>
MY SILVER LINED MIXED UP MIND
CAN SOMETIMES LAG BEHIND
WITHOUT WARNING, EVERY MORNING
HE KEEPS PULLING DOWN THE BLINDS

MY MIND HAS A MIND OF ITS OWN

Music and lyrics by Watchtower Society
www.jw.org

Vocals: BBright

Lyrics:

(Prediger 7:1)

1. Solang wir leben, wir möchten Gott gefalln.

Ein guter Name ist, was er wünscht uns alln.

Gott willig dienen heut, tun, was sein Herz erfreut,

darum zu ringen man nie bereut.


2. Gut ist ein Name, der nicht verloren geht,

der bei Jehova im Buch des Lebens steht.

Auf Gott wir können baun, froh in die Zukunft schaun,

denn er behütet, die ihm vertraun.

Ein Name, der Gott gefällt

Instrumental written and performed by: BBright (Wolfgang Schwarz)

The Sign

First track of a new album where I'll try to be more eclectic, with closer approach to some genres. Experimented on this one over-editing vocal line on the left, and getting midi files out of organic guitar melodies, which I could play with virtual instruments. I hope you'll enjoy a different Ruizzoid shape.

Dedicated to Germán Coppini’s ‘Golpes Bajos’, one of my favorite groups of the Spanish ‘Nueva Ola’.

Pic: “Trapped in the past”, taken by me casually in the street.

Lyrics (original/translated):

NO TODO ACABA (JUGUETES ROTOS)  /  NOT EVERYTHING ENDS (BROKEN TOYS)

Hazme pensar que no todo acaba,  /  Make me think that not everything ends,
hay cosas en la vida que no cambian nada.  /  there are things in life which don’t change at all.
Hazme pensar que no estás gastada,  /  Make me think that you are not worn,
que el paso de los años no te cambió nada.  /  that the passing years didn’t change you at all.

Hazme pensar que no todo acaba.(bis)  /  Make me think that not everything ends. (bis)

Juguetes rotos, muñecas olvidadas,  /  Broken toys, forgotten dolls,
la imagen de mi espejo parece cansada.  /  the image from my mirror seems to be tired.
La voz de la noche ya no me llama,  /  The voice of the night doesn’t call me anymore,
me  resisto a pensar que todo se acaba.  /  I refuse to think that everything ends.

Hazme pensar que lo nuestro no acaba  /  Make me think that our thing doesn’t end
cuando despierte por la mañana.  /  when I wake up in the morning.
Hazme pensar en ti con calma,  /  Make me think about you calmly,
hazme creer que te tengo amarrada.  /  make me think that I get you tied up.

Hazme pensar que no todo acaba.(bis)  /  Make me think that not everything ends. (bis)

Hazme pensar que no todo acaba,  /  Make me think that not everything ends,
hazme creer que aún estoy en casa,  /  make me think that I’m still at home,
hazme pensar que duermo entre sábanas,   /  make me think that I sleep between sheets,
hazme pensar que nada cambia.  /  make me think that nothing changes.

Hazme pensar que no todo acaba.(bis)  /  Make me think that not everything ends. (bis)

ER31FI01 RUIZZO©1996 – FRANCÉS RECORDS®2016

No todo acaba (Juguetes rotos)

Dear SoundCloud friends.  This is the place where I locate my country, bluegrass, folk, jazz, and blues oriented songs:  roots music.  You will find this music rougher and not as polished as the music I place elsewhere.  This is where I will host music with a more wooden feel.  As always I am very interested in collaborating with my fellow musicians.

I encourage you to visit the sites of the musicians with whom I have collaborated on this page:
https://soundcloud.com/brianpeters-3
https://soundcloud.com/nayj-2
https://soundcloud.com/selaruioana
https://soundcloud.com/markjbennett
https://soundcloud.com/mlucas
https://soundcloud.com/tracesoflace
https://soundcloud.com/johnny-minstrel
https://soundcloud.com/kodiaktom-1
https://soundcloud.com/lucy-o-music
https://soundcloud.com/ian-tait

You can find my other music on these sites:
@progrockdan1
@dan-lockhart
@progrockdan-instrumentals
www.reverbnation.com/prdvocals
www.reverbnation.com/progrockdan1
www.reverbnation.com/daniellockhart4

My songs with Dan Blackard can be found here:
@user-106484228
@user-590884876

www.reverbnation.com/dananddan5
www.reverbnation.com/danx2

I have 72 Songs about Space here:
hearthis.at/progrockdan1/set/space-songs/

I have a collection Christmas songs here:
www.youtube.com/@prd.christmas4703

Children's songs are here:
www.youtube.com/@musicfirkids

I am the bassist in the AGES Band,  We play covers:
https://soundcloud.com/ages-band
https://www.youtube.com/@AGESBand

I would greatly appreciate your support on my Patreon page:  https://www.patreon.com/user?u=59878068&fan_landing=true

Thagomizer

Dan Lockhart