Auld Lang Synomite!

All Through History  & All Over the World  Games of Power are Ruling People Lifes
This is a Special Outstanding Musical Statement to Denounce & Overcome it... 
Bringing Some Hot Peacefull Fire with for Only Weapons Sounds, Words Power, Love & Positivity...
Music > IPG1 Ian Greaves @ Level 1 Up  https://soundcloud.com/ipg1 & https://soundcloud.com/level-one-up1/tracks
Lyrics & Vocals > IPG1 Ian Greaves & Special Cecilia  Track Mix > Special Cecilia https://soundcloud.com/specialececilia 
with use in background of instrumental  from Bellios https://soundcloud.com/bellioss
LYRICS
Reality often exceeds fiction
Megalomaniacs want the throwns they want the crown
ey misters big men who do you think you are 
you want rule kingdoms & tear people apart
Too Much Game of Wars Too Much Games of Power
Game of Wars Too Much Games of Power
Game of Wars Too Much Games of Power
Game of Wars Too Much Games of Power all over the earth
Rulers of the World impose their subjective laws, impose a way of life & way of thinking, 
impose hierachies, economy, so that all civilisation are under their control
Don't let false pretextes , according to race or culture, divide us
It's keep us weak, stop us to go further
not letting us getting together & they don't want us to be stronger
All We, Humble People
We are all in the same struggle to survive
all on the same Earth Boat, Sharing same hopes
 Keep Our Heads Up 
We all got Richness inside
that we should cherish & develop
Material is just for a Time, won't last for ever
won't take it to Paradise, don't need that in Heaven
But Spiritual Goodness for ever will stay Blessed
a Pure Heart & Mind that's what the best
Reality exceeds fiction
Too Much Game of Wars Too Much Games of Power
Game of Wars Too Much Games of Power
Game of Wars Too Much Games of Power
Game of Wars Too Much Games of Power all over the earth
There is game of power in every corner in high & low places 
megalos want the crowds want the thrones
but one day they shall be overthrowed
in their own pits let them fall
seems yet they loose their hearts & souls...
some have complex of superiority they despise other to feel bigger
they judge books even not by the cover , judge people even not by their clothes 
they judge to satisfy their selfish wishes 
they spread rumours that many believe for granted
no need competition, no need comparaison
every one have his reasons....
some want monopolize attention 
 they want be the center of attraction
but we are each the center of the world as it's graviting around each of us
la fin justifie les moyens
some don't feel ashamed
some always want dominate , spreading rumors
many people just believe them, there are easy to manipulate, not looking any further
everyone got his own talent, we can just be complement....
let them talk & full small brains
stay wise & keep on the good train
the humbles will be the greater on the divine judgement day
Too Much Game of Wars Too Much Games of Power
Game of Wars Too Much Games of Power
Game of Wars Too Much Games of Power
Game of Wars Too Much Games of Power all over the earth
ey misters big men who do you think you are 
gentle one don't deal this way, don't play this dirty game
they got still clean heart & soul at the end of the day

GAMES OF  POWER  Special Cecilia & IPG1

Regrets

@ApproachToSilence2 - 8.3.20 [Teaser]

Spotify:
https://open.spotify.com/album/1aQfXdX1lVhTkObc8adkYS

ApproachToSilence_2020

Eintagsfliegentanz

Sick

Jennyfer Aninavi

You Go To My Head

It's time to wake up
You're going for a run
Keep up don't stop
You've only just begun

Work hard don't sweat it
You might just take the prize
You won't regret it
It's right before your eyes

Someday you'll see
That you just can't be
Ever happy

High noon in your town
When sunshine turns to rain
Tough luck don't drown
Can't you just take the pain

Time flies it's sundown
For you there's no more bets
Smile changed to frown
It's time to face regrets

Someday you'll see
That you just can't be
Ever happy

© Odd Petals 2020

Glow EP

Someday

Learning to Fly

Learning To Fly

I really enjoy listening to relaxing asian music. So I started trying to compose something of my own Asian / Chinese. "Little Sun" is the result. How did I get the name? I thought the piano melody sounded very cute and somehow I thought of a little sun ☀️ ... The name for that piano piece was born!

"Little Sun"
composed by (c) Natalie Klisch, 2019
performed and recorded by Natalie Klisch, November 2020
Cover Art was created by Natalie Klisch with Canva


24. November 2020

Little Sun (Demo Version)

Open Night Gate

No blood no tears no sweat no fears

Won't you take a look out at my garden?
Sample the pure Eden I have made
Did I do wrong again?  Am I pardoned?
We can frolic naked like true slaves

Won't you take a look out at my garden?
Localised a heaven in our lives
I dabbled just a little bit in stardom
And that inspired a demon in your eyes

"Honey I'm still waiting!"

Ponder all the time spent in the garden
Now its all just misery and weeds
I cannot even build up to a hard-on
I'm not getting pulled in-between the sheets

"Honey I'm still waiting!"

The Garden

I have always loved this song by Robert Palmer, but I always imagined it at a slower tempo to allow the words to resonate a little more. Rather fun perfecting a perfectionist, I hope Robert doesn't mind, in fact I wish he'd come back and do the vocal. So, anyway, here's my lockdown cover, accompanied by my Valuable Friend, Rick Medlock - The King of Rhythm.

@rick-4-1 - Running around The Drums
@phil-mcwalter - Looking for certainty in The Other Stuff

JOHNNY AND MARY

Johnny's always running around
Trying to find certainty
He needs all the world to confirm
That he ain't lonely
Mary counts the walls
Knows he tires easily
Johnny thinks the world would be right
If it could buy truth from him
Mary says he changes his mind more than a woman
But she made her bed
Even when the chance was slim

Johnny says he's willing to learn
When he decides he's a fool
Johnny says he'll live anywhere
When he earns time to
Mary combs her hair
Says she should be used to it
Mary always hedges her bets
She never knows what to think
She says that he still acts like he
Is being discovered
Scared that he'll be caught
Without a second thought
Running around

Johnny feels he's wasting his breath
Trying to talk sense to her
Mary says he's lacking a real
Sense of proportion
So she combs her hair
Knows he tires easily
Johnny's always running around
Trying to find certainty
He needs all the world to confirm
That he ain't lonely
Mary counts the walls
Says she should be used to it

Johnny's always running around
Running around

© 1980 - Robert Palmer

Johnny And Mary

Johnny And Mary (Dream Remix July 2022)

Written and recorded 1st December 2020

This week I only just learned of the passing of one of my favourite musicians on Soundcloud, Jim Horbett. Jim originally went under the monicker 'Local Man' and posted many wonderful songs, some of which are available on Bandcamp, but some are (as far as I know) only available here on SC.

Jim joined the Seattle Colonels of Truth a few years ago, but it was with his pals Daniel Ullom and Forrest Marowitz that he formed the Rain City Ramblers, a stunning 3-piece playing a mixture of their own material and traditional American roots music, including some of Jim's own pieces that he debuted here, such as Holiday and Suburban Hellfire. 

Jim's music was a great source of inspiration and one of his last posts on SC was an experimental piece called 'There's No Constant', a haunting and brilliantly imaginative piece that I took as inspiration for one of my most recent songs, 'On The Waterfront'... indeed, the original working title of my tune was 'Jim's song'. Sadly, by the time I messaged Jim to let him know about the song, he had already tragically passed away from cancer, aged just 31.

RIP James, 1987-2019

Please check out his wonderful music here:

https://soundcloud.com/jameshorbett
https://raincityramblers.bandcamp.com/releases

Lyrics:
Jim was "Local Man"
A Rain City Rambler
Once a Colonel of Truth
Not long ago

Bluegrass fingerpicker
Buffalo troubadour
"Scuz King" magic maker
Not long ago

I'm torn by feelings of loss
I'm torn by feelings of love
Goodbye Ramblin' Man
We'll miss you oh so very much

That square neck resonator
On "Queen of Revelry"
Rang like strains of heaven
Not so long ago

Bad News (Blues) came calling
like Suburban Hellfire
Too long for the season
Not long ago...

I'm torn by feelings of loss
I'm torn by feelings of love
Goodbye Local Man
We'll miss you oh so very much

Local Man (Song For Jim Horbett)

Some Of Us

A fun Punk Rock track about LOVE and Rejection!

Love stole my HEART and BRAIN! (Original)

Skyfall

JE N'EN PEUX PLUS DE T'ATTENDRE-Musical collaboration whit Karin-Maria BRUNNER-Vocal Alain GUERIN

all lyrics by B. Brecht
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bertolt_Brecht

I

Truly, I live in dark times!
The harmless word is foolish. An unfurrowed brow
Points to apathy. He who laughs
Has not yet heard
The terrible news.
What times are these, in which
A talk about trees is all but a crime
For it implies we say nothing about so many others.
He who goes quietly across the road,
Is surely no longer reachable for his friends
Who are in need?
It is true: I merely earn my keep
But, believe me: that is just a coincidence. Nothing
That I do gives me the right to eat my fill.
By chance I have been spared. (If my luck does not hold,
I am lost.)
They tell me: eat and drink! Be glad to be among the haves!
But how can I eat and drink when
I take what I eat from the starving and
Those who have died of thirst go without my glass of water?
And yet I eat and drink.
I would gladly also be wise.
In the old books is written what wisdom is:
To keep oneself out of the strife of the world
To live out the short time one has
Without fear
To dispense with violence
To repay evil with good –
The wise do not seek to satisfy their desires,
But to forget them.
Yet these things I cannot do:
Truly, I live in dark times!

II

Into the cities I came in a time of anarchy
As hunger reigned.
Among men I came in a time of turmoil
And I rose up with them.
And so passed
The time given to me on earth.
My food I ate amid the slaughter.
To sleep I laid down among the murderers.
I was wont to love with abandon
And I regarded nature with impatience.
And so passed
The time given to me on earth.
The streets led into the swamp in my time.
The tongue betrayed me to the slaughterers.
I was capable of little. But the rulers
Sat more confidently without me, that I hoped.
And so passed
The time given to me on earth.
The powers were limited.
The destination
Lay far off in the distance
It was distinctly visible, though for me
scarcely to be reached.
And so passed
The time given to me on earth.

III

You, who shall emerge from the flood
In which we have gone under,
Remember
When you speak of our weaknesses,
Also the dark time
That you have escaped.
Go forth we did, changing more often than our shoes our country
Through the wars of the classes, despairing
When there was only injustice and no revolt.
And yet we know:
Also the hatred of the reprehensible
Distorts the features.
Also the anger at injustice
Makes the voice grow hoarse. Oh we
Who wished to sow the seeds of brotherhood
Could not ourselves be brotherly.
But you, when at last the time comes
That man is a helper to his fellow man,
Remember us
With leniency.

An Die Nachgeborenen (speech by Bertolt Brecht)

I sent a drum loop to @Azealotrous and here is the result. Always a fun collaboration and cool final product!

Echis carinatus - Azealotrous & Tea Are Sea

We Are the Dreamers of Dreams

Aight Chill

My new album "Dreams of the Byzantines" is streaming June 13th, 2025. Please check out my new website darrencsullivan.com for videos and albums to purchase.

Thanks for the kindness and support.

Auld Lang Synomite!

Darren Sullivan