Name: BRUTAL w/ Georg Boehme by Frank DANA in Related tracks: Sooner or Later
Duration: 3 min 16 s
Description: Another great tenor solo from My mate Georg !!!

Well done guys! Great song and fantastic production!

Another great track Frank with the awesome Georg in there!!! What a good arrangement, song, and performance.

Related tracks: Sooner or Later

Haven’t been on the cloud much lately. Been travelling across the southern Australian coastline, to the beautiful and remote Kangaroo Island. Its beauty seemed strangely juxtaposed to the horrors going on elsewhere.

Haunting Moods of Change

Welcome Back For More---(champions of the underground)
(Verse1)
Centered and focused, we all have a purpose
Always on the cutting edge, No need to unload us, alert us
Deep in the culture, we’re ultra Tight 
We dance, sing and write, getting ultra hyped 
Any size color or creative, no stereotype 
Bytes don’t hurt, but a keystroke can bury you 
Exchange what you learn, that’s a type stereo
Tight stereo, check another scenario 
That knowledge base that leaves a taste 
What’s a cook up? 
 
(Chorus)  
Welcome back for more, Got a taste for the flavor
well come back for more, and a flavor for the taste
Champions of the underground setting the pace
Welcome back for more, Got a taste for the flavor
well come back for more, and a flavor for the taste
Champions of the underground setting the pace

(Verse2) 
Listen very carefully, as I report the score 
ones and zeros, all built for war 
Computer Bass, ——stereo image tracks, cut and paste
Making music like we do, stand alone or with your crew
The collective few can’t refuse the flavor
Of our music with a slightly different taste 
Easy does it all the way, there’s never a rush 
Never haste, come correct and flavor to taste
A chef never worries about making mistakes

(Chorus)

(Verse3)
Making music dropping rhymes 
we’re in session all the time 
all the ingredients —thrown in the pot
Anytime theres a session you’ve got a cook-up 
that’s how we do it—-legends world renowned 
tight stereo in session, ———
champions of the underground—-
champions of the underground
(Chorus)
(Adlib)

Welcome Back For More

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocal
Gary Reeves: Toms
Hans Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement & Production

Photo of Max from The Albers' Archive

What to say about Maximilian?
There are so many things to be told: a lifetime of 24 years, full of special moments, joys, fears, sorrows, worries, hopes, dreams, ups, downs, progress, regress, searching, finding, winning, losing, restlessness, peace...
His life had begun with an extremely difficult birth, almost as if the world didn’t want him. They told us he had a life-threatening infection, there were probably holes in his lungs and he obviously had no kidneys. In total, his chances of surviving were exceedingly slim. However, after endless weeks of both despair and hope, he overcame the infection, the diagnosis of holes in his lungs turned out to be totally wrong and they even discovered a kidney.  Just one maybe but at least it worked perfectly.  His journey into existence had begun.
As he grew, so did the never-ending nightmare of problems, challenges and battles, until we began to wonder what could possibly happen next.  Through it all, Max took every opportunity to accumulate extreme experiences - never hiding, always   seeking.  For that, we loved him even more…and even more it broke our hearts that we couldn’t help him find what he was looking for.
But suddenly, as the Summer of 2011 dawned, his troubles seemed to merely fade away.  Was he just arriving in life, coming of age, finding his place in society?  To be honest, we hadn’t the faintest idea.  But it was abundantly clear that, having always been an underdog, that same unwelcoming world had simply started to like and respect him.  He began to realise his many talents, enjoying his job as never before, finally becoming something he had never been - happy.
Fast forward to the gorgeous Summer evening of June 28th, the eve of a 4-week vacation to which he had been looking forward so very much.  A smile on his face, he said he was in the mood to go jogging, something he loved. Sometimes, he ran and ran for ages.  He’d been gone about 3 hours, quite a long time even for him, so Carina called his phone and he answered, cheerfully telling her not to worry and assuring her he’d be home very soon.  Seconds after the call, out of the blue, he collapsed.  A pulmonary embolism.  They told us he died instantly. 
Max, we have no words for what happened, nor for the eternal gratitude we feel for every single second of your life.  We do know we will never stop loving you.”
(Hans & Carina Albers)

Small chance of survival, words from the first day
Stretching all emotions not a single which way
Asking whys and reasons, a chance to breathe long
Heartbreaking moments, hopes remained strong

Such a short distance, but a life running miles
Bring every sensation, fear to a million smiles
Experience not forgotten, continuous hug of care      
Born with fighting spirit, giving back more to share

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

Every challenge building, inner muscles to be felt
Secret ways to be happy, never question hand dealt         
Complication of thinking to find a new sentence 
Pathways to friendships, dreams of acceptance

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

A vision full of truth with strength to admire
Finding a hidden talent, past helping to aspire 
No journey of distance could prevent direction
A phone call assurance became last connection

It’s hard to find words, express feelings remaining 
Deep down inside shell, empty, sad, self-complaining 
But we will never forget our boy hero from birth
Brought love and kindness, past and future unblurred

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, will never forget
24 years of love…

MAXIMILIAN - CRIPPLE CLUB  (Please Read Description)

This instrumental track, performed by GOLTZ (Gunther Benedict-drums, Christoph Musil-bass, Mario Palaschke-keyboards), is the result of a nightly improvisation over a poem by German writer Christian Morgenstern (1871-1914).

Gruselette

Another great tenor solo from My mate Georg !!!

BRUTAL w/ Georg Boehme

Fasten your seat belts and head into space with this guitar driven track. Another collaboration between Graham J Williams and Heliopolis 5.
Words & Music: Graham Williams   -   Produced by Graham Williams & Heliopolis 5
Lead & Backing vocals: Graham Williams
Lead Guitars & Rhythm Guitars: Graham Williams
Brass, Bass, Drums & Keyboards: Heliopolis 5

Check out more of Heliopolis 5's excellent work by visiting his page: @user-555484870.

Sooner  or  later,  sooner  or  later,
Let the engines glow,  3  2  1  let's  go
Sooner  or  later,  we'll  head  for  the  stars,
We've  been  to  the  Moon,  got  a  date  set  for  Mars,
Space  exploration,  to  places  afar,
Sooner  or  later  we'll  go,  no doubt  about  it  I   know
Space  exploration,  creates  fascination
Planets  beyond  our  Sun,  we  can't  be the only one
Out  there  beyond  the  stars  we  can  see,
Light  years  away,  lots  more  galaxies,
Head  for  the  future,  for  our  destiny,
Sooner  or  later  we'll  go,  no doubt  about  it  I   know
Alien  creatures,  might  even  reach  us,
From  planets  beyond  our  Sun,  we  can't  be  the  only  one
The  stars  that  we  see  are  just  suns  in  the  skies,
On  some  distant  planets  not  seen  by  our  eyes,
We've  got  to go  out  there,  to  enlighten  our  lives
Sooner  or  later  we'll  go,  no doubt  about  it  I   know
Sooner  or  later,  sooner  or  later,      
The  journey  has  just  begun,
Travelling  beyond  our  Sun,      
The  journey  has  just  begun,            
Sooner  or  later, sooner  or  later, we'll  go

Sooner or Later


Link to the usual pictures and sounds combo space - https://youtu.be/hi3shfq1pfc

Original artwork by EL-HO
Lyrics
Well when…
yesterday’s deaths are tomorrow’s lack of news
the headlines read a tragedy of a rich man’s point of view
while all around we struggle as their fight goes on and out
we’re just candles in a monsoon and a lightning strike in drought
We feed monsters in our heads
We beat monsters under our bed 
We need monsters to aim our guns
We feel monsters to regret what’s done
Yeah we are monsters

With every breath a fresh chance a new time to be awake
but we’d rather hate our enemies than befriend a fool who’s fake
with every shot not taken that’s saved up ‘til the end
dying in our apathy in our wake we’ll still pretend
that every day’s a new day another chance to be alive
instead we choose the monsters feed them demon’s ‘til they thrive
We feed monsters in our heads
We beat monsters under our beds
We need monsters to aim our guns
We feel monsters to regret  
Do you regret what’s done
Monsters…just monsters 
We’re monsters of monsters and monsters
Monsters…just monsters 
We’re just monsters of monsters and monsters
Monsters…just monsters
We’re all monsters of monsters and monsters
Monsters…just monsters
They’re all monsters of new old monsters
We’ll all monsters and monsters and monsters
All monsters of monsters their monsters
All monsters of monsters they’re monsters
We’re all monsters of their old monsters
Monsters of their old monsters
They’re monsters
Same old monsters


Feeding Monsters

un nouveau chill, avec essai de plusieurs sons de synthés -pour que mon  piano ne se sente pas trop seul)

écouter l'étoile en boucle

Special thanks to Ashesndreams for her acappella

Lyrics :
Baby no me pidas que me aparte
Yo ya te he buscado en todas partes
Solamente vengo a recordarte que estoy
Imaginandote
Una y otra vez
Que tu estas aqui conmigo
Acariciandome
No seas timido
Dejate querer
Que si dudas te prometo
Que vas a volver

No tengo miedo
Soy un kamikaze
Mi imaginacion se prende con lo que me haces
Diario yo te pienso
Te tengo en mis suenos
Eres el motor para escribir todos mis versos
No te voy a mentir te quiero todo pa mi

IMAGINANDOTE. 🎧.  feat  Ashesndreams

Recording sessions from 03/05/2025 - 16/06/2025
presets, mixing, processing and editing: Pier WILL.
________________________________________________________________________
🛠 - Made with MOOG & Modular / Multi-tracks / No I.A. / No samples.
🎹 - Composed, arranged, performed, produced by Pier WILL & 4H09
🔲 - Cover art - Pier WILL
🙏 - Acknowledgements - Ableton, AKG, Arturia, Audacity, Cantabile,
Focusrite, Hewlett Packard, Korg, Logitech, M-Audio, MSI, Sony,
SoundCloud, Teac, Techniks, Yamaha.
________________________________________________________________________
❤️🕊️🙏

Across the river

-> https://andersson-arte.com

Bandcamp [ https://mkandersson1982.bandcamp.com/album/mamamuski-remix-prerelease ]
Kindle eBook [ https://www.amazon.com.au/Unadulterated-Thought-Mechanism-Andersson-Arte-ebook/dp/B0DBP4WJL7 ]
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I took an old demo I recorded and tinkered with it in some apps to see what I could come up with. I dare say this is a bit of silly fun, lol.
-
Mamamuski is an exuberant and incredibly catchy remix of one of my old bedroom recordings. This single will be available as a free Bandcamp exclusive up until its official release to major music platforms on November 30, 2025.

… Have you seen him?

Marty Andersson: Mamamuski (Remix) | Free Bandcamp Exclusive (Exp. Nov 30, 2025)

Guitar, vocals, arrangement - Lizzie Taypen
Photo - Dunavon Woods - Lizzie Pentland
Recorded early this morning on my phone, a simple take when it was quiet.
I am finding it quite difficult to play my guitar now because of my arthritis, so  good to play a little. 
Happy Solstice to all of you!!

She moved through the fair ( Trad Cover)

Au café      (Translated after the French text )

Vidéo :   https://youtu.be/w2khMpQoAHc


Texte     :  Yves Marilier
Chant     :  Muette
Musique :  Alain Illos

Nous avions rendez-vous
à "La Petite Madeleine"
où nous étions chez nous.
Un café comme on l'aime.
C'est jour anniversaire
de la première fois,
mais tu es à la guerre
et tu ne viendras pas.

J'ai commandé un verre
comm' si tu étais là ;
peut être, je l'espère,
le vin te remplacera.
Tu veux m’écrire une lettre,
je suis venue pour ça,
s'il l’vin tourne la tête,
je crois qu'il m'aidera.

Pour essuyer le fard
qui coule de mes yeux,
je me sers du buvard,
mais je n'y vois pas mieux.
Tu n’as pas écrit une
seule ligne, tu vois,
vu que le porte-plume
se refuse à mes doigts.

J'ai bien peur que la page
ne reste toute blanche
autant que ton visage
qui pleure sur tes manches.
Mais il faut qu'elle s'en aille
te dire tout là-bas
que j'ai le cœur en bataille,
prêt à mourir pour toi. 

Ici, dans notre café
où j'ai vidé mon verre,

l'alcool fait son effet,
elle est finie la guerre
et ma lettre s'envole
pleine de mots d'amour
te dire ma joie folle.
Je rêve à ton retour.
 
Nous avions rendez-vous
à "La Petite Madeleine"
où je suis un peu soûle ;
Dépêche-toi, je t'aime !
Et fais-moi oublier
mes frissons et ma peine,
car je n'ai pas pensé
à mettre une petite laine.
Il faut que tu reviennes.

At Café 

Our appointment was
at "La Petite Madeleine"
where we felt right at home.
A café just the way we like it.
It's the anniversary
of the first time,
but you're at war
and won't be coming.

I've ordered a glass
as if you were here;
maybe, I hope,
the wine will replace you.
You want to write me a letter,
that's why I came,
if l'vin turns his head,
I think he'll help me.

To wipe the blush
from my eyes,
I use the blotting paper,
but I can't see any better.
You haven't written a single
line, you see,
since the
penholder refuses to accept my fingers.

I'm afraid the page
will remain as blank
as your face
weeping on your sleeves.
But it's got to go
tell you all the way over there
that my heart's in knots,
ready to die for you.

Here, in our café
where I've emptied my glass,

the alcohol takes its toll,
the war's over
and my letter flies off
full of words of love
telling you of my mad joy.
I dream of your return.
 
We had an appointment
at "La Petite Madeleine"
where I'm a little drunk;
Hurry up, I love you!
And make me forget
my shivers and my pain,
because I didn't think
of putting on a little wool.
You've got to come back.

Au café avec Muette

Romantic〔Lylics by Romi   Composed by Romi   Arrenged by Romi , Red＆Blue〕

In the previous version (https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/gamma-o) there was excessive sound saturation. I kept only the vocal part (remixed) and redid the piano backing, aiming for a more minimalist result.

Gamma Ø: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gamma_Island_(Greenland)

I think a good English translation of the original lyrics isn’t easy, but I’ll give it a try.

Lyrics [ENG / ITA]

And so we go on
along these parallel routes,
we’ll go farther
without ever moving forward,
for how much longer 
will you walk with me?

And so we sink
into this whirl of sensations,
and over us, you’ll see, 
the water will close again,
for as long as
it will still be enough for us?

And we stay like this
we’ll be fine together,
we’re already far away 
without ever having left

["Willkommen in Düsseldorf, meine Damen und Herren. 
Nach 11 Stunden und 59 Minuten sicher gelandet"].

-----

E proseguiamo così
su queste rotte parallele
andremo più lontano
senza avanzare mai
per quanto ancora
mi accompagnerai?

ed affondiamo così
in questo vortice di sensazioni
e su di noi vedrai l'acqua si richiuderà
per quanto ancora ci basterà

e rimaniamo così
staremo bene insieme
noi siamo già lontani
senza essere partiti mai

["Willkommen in Düsseldorf, meine Damen und Herren. 
Nach 11 Stunden und 59 Minuten sicher gelandet"].

------

Lyrics and music by Michele Ansani (1982). Recorded in 2018 and 2025
Posted on SoundCloud on 2025, July 3.

Gamma Ø *

Desert Prayer by smokethatdank

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!
https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/album/ultraviolet-cosmos

I'm a French composer based in Lyon 

My YT channel : https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCQqhqMJKGhKvj1V4Z6h8yNw

Instagram : https://www.instagram.com/frankdana34/?hl=fr

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BRUTAL w/ Georg Boehme

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