I like the lyrics with deep meaning. We must re-appreciate simple and good things around us:)

Catchy lyrics and wry humor.. hint of eastern flavor.

fun and serious at the same time. very unique style this!

As During this Year 2020 World Knows Lot of Troubles... We All are Going Through Lot of Various Feelings... Music Can Express it So Well...
For this Last Episode of this Friendly Playlists Season, I Made 2 Parts... One is More Up Tempo  & One is Slower Tempo. So There is 2 Sets in Harmonized Mood... I limited each Set to 50 tracks, for give the opportunity for SC members to show support to all tracks in it... as well as to be able to share the both same time... Hope you will all enjoy it :)
Thanks in advance to everyone who like the Playlist  <3 <3 <3
Special Thanks to the yet very supportive one, some are in this Playlist as I know they will give at least a like to everyone in it :) Thanks also to friends making too Playlists... Wish I could include more friends in my latest Sets, but they are so many :)

The Episode  4 part 2 is https://soundcloud.com/user-883466627/sets/new-feelings-keeps-coming-new

& Here the links to the first 3 others episodes :
https://soundcloud.com/user-883466627/sets/still-waiting-for-better
https://soundcloud.com/user-883466627/sets/freedom
https://soundcloud.com/user-883466627/sets/music-keeps-going-on-new-1

NEW FEELINGS KEEP COMING - New Season - Episode 4/4 part 1  Hot Tracks

Thanks so much to everyone who's helped bring the song to life!

Words and melodies - Laura Charman

Producer, Composer 🎧
@ Reflectionz
@ One Bite Beats

Engineer, Coach 🎵
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Mastered at kog studios 😊

I Am Not My Own

Rockin tune about coming out ahead of stuff.

No Ride

Lyrics:
My poet's notebook
I sketched with lies
As I lay at your feet
Looking for a transcendental satori
I have a questionable story
You've been warned
Because I have horns

You see, I love the night filth
The midnight silt
No one is coming to save me
You know I have horns
I'm an unreliable narrator
Every character that I've worn
Every bad idea that I've born
Every lover that I scorned
I'm torn from the night
I'm in
A transitionary moment in my life
I have horns

As I lay at your feet
Will you give me something to believe?
I want to get shorn
Because I have horns
No one is coming to save me
Nobody is coming to save me
Nobody is coming to save me...

Horns

Instrumental generously offered in an open collab by Paploviante.
Thanks Paul for this wonderful music. I hope my lyrics and voice do it honour!

Lyrics: Why? 

ieieieiei

The voyeur in me, Stares secretly
What’s meant to hide, Belongs to me
Nothing escapes, That gaze of me
It penetrates your fantasy
The shame you feel, Feel secretly
The joy you feel, Belongs to me

You can ask yourself why
What did you hope to find
When you digged into my mind
What did you expect 

You changed my smile into a cry
You don’t give a fuck, As long as you smile 
As long as you laugh, As long as you smile 
As long as you laugh, You don’t give a shit
About my cry
								
Ieieiei
My brain, a maze, you entered it, My thoughts wild jumping,
I asked for it, You like to touch
I was aware, Still feel the squeezes
Feel them there
Your kitchen table
A mess was it
You cleaned it, but I won’t forget
The voyeur and toucher
How they met

You can ask yourself why
It’s your road and yours alone
I just may walk it with you
But no one can walk it for  you 
It’s your own road and yours alone

Why? ( collab Paploviante Instrumental//Saskia: lyrics+vocals)

Listening (piano improvisation)

Lost Taxi Driver

Un nouveau chill mettant en musique le célèbre poème que Verlaine écrivit en prison : "Le ciel est, par dessus le toit"
 PAROLES

Le ciel est, par-dessus le toit                                         

 Si bleu si calme.
 Un arbre, par-dessus le toit,
Berce sa palme.

 Une cloche, dans le ciel qu’on voit,
 Doucement tinte.
L’oiseau, sur l’arbre qu’on voit, 
Chante sa plainte.

Mon dieu,  la vie est là,
 Simple et tranquille.
 Cette paisible rumeur-là
 Vient de la ville.

 Qu’as-tu fait, toi que voilà,
 Pleurant sans cesse ?
 Dis, qu’as-tu fait, toi que voilà, 
De ta jeunesse ?

Paul Verlaine
_____________________________________________________
The sky is over the roof                                         
 So blue, so calm.
 A tree, over the roof,
Take the palm tree.

 A bell, in the sky that we see,
 Softly rings.
The bird, on the tree that we see, 
Sings his lament.

My god,  life is there,
 Simple and quiet.
 This peaceful rumour
 Comes from the city.

 What have you done, you who are here,
 Crying incessantly?
 Say, what have you done, you who are here, 
Of your youth?

Paul Verlaine

Le ciel est, par dessus le toit

Arturia synths 
Ghost Hack Vocal
Serum Pads

I'm In Misery

Original song about the true story of my tiny 4'11" pioneer grandma, Amy Loader, dancing in the snow to help her girls get out of bed when she had just lost her husband on the trek and her daughters were on the brink of starvation and freezing. I was told this lovely, inspiring story from a tiny girl and decided to write a song about it.

Music/Lyrics/Vocals/Instrumentals by Layna Claunch
Original true story recorded in the journal of Patience Loader (Amy Loader's daughter)
                         
Huddled in the dreary morn
The winter’s early snow
Sleeping on the hardened ground
Such cold I’d never known

Our tent was barely standing
Our neighbor’s tents caved in
Another day to starve and freeze
Let misery begin

I heard my mother calling
To help her start a fire
She pleaded with each daughter
But not one could find desire

Mama pursed her lips
“Girls, this simply will not do!"
She put her tiny hands on hips   
"I’ll have to dance for you!"

I remember Mama 
Dancing in the snow
Her frozen feet so full of life relieved our weary load
I remember Mama 
Dancing in the snow
Smiling through her sorrow on this path of faith she chose

Her tiny hands she threw up high
The cold air froze her breath
Her feet were light and happy
As she danced to challenge death

She started with a jig from home
She sang a merry song
She had no husband, food, or gold
But her heart and soul were strong  

She sang and danced and twirled around
Until we all had smiles 
We lifted up our weary heads
To bravely face our trials

Suddenly she slipped on ice
And fell onto the ground
We all cried out, and rushed to help her 
Gathering around  

She sat there in the snow and ice 
A broad smile on her face
Delighted with her merry plan
Relieved, we all embraced

I knew I couldn’t have my girls 
Just giving up the fight
The journey’s long and weary
But, through faith, our hearts are light
  
I remember Mama 
Dancing in the snow
Her frozen feet so full of life relieved our weary load
I remember Mama 
Dancing in the snow
Smiling through her sorrow on this path of faith she chose

I remember Mama 
Dancing in the snow
Her frozen feet so full of life relieved our weary load
I remember Mama 
Dancing in the snow
Smiling through her sorrow on this path of faith she chose
She chose

Dancing In The Snow

www.milanazilnik.com/albums/thelittleprince

THE ALBUM IS COMING AUGUST 2nd!
As a child, I had a truly magical time with stories, and my mom reading them to me. The way she intonated and impersonated each character was just so fascinating to me. Her voice was the music I always heard before falling asleep, and as soon as I would actually fall asleep, the music kept going. Which was and still is sometimes a torture as much as a pleasure.

As an artist, I always come back to that child and those stories. They still resonate with me but on a much deeper level. The notes now combined with colors and smells, patterns become a dance or a soundscape rather than just a melody. So, I splash with my watercolors palette and watch the music as it merges with the world, and I invite the listener to this never-ending journey.

“The Little Prince” was one of my favorite stories, one filled with quiet moments and hidden meanings, mystery, and gentleness, and humor - the kind of story that haunts you all your life. This story holds a philosophy that I resonate with: I feel myself just like the main character - wishing to create my own worlds, organize my thoughts according to my personality, and not to be put into the frame of adulthood. I feel the rebellious urge to wake myself up from a grey existence and use all the colors, humor, sounds, and smells that exist in the story of the Little Prince.

It became even more special since my son was born. We painted the Little Prince on the window in a daycare room, the home daycare I used to run in our own house before embarking on the journey of a composer. At that time, we were surrounded by music and art all day long as my children grew up, and I was experiencing their enchantment with music and the Little Prince once more. In 2021 another miracle happened that was also related to the story: I received an email from Leipzig Ballet, asking for permission to use two of my compositions for their ballet show based on "The Little Prince". All that inspired me to write an entire album dedicated to the story.

I am extremely grateful to my family: parents, children, and a wonderful husband who allows my inner child to grow into an artist. I believe we all need the magic of a storytelling experience, and I tried my best to awaken all the senses into it.

"A Drunkard" from "Piano Stories of the Little Prince" by Milana Zilnik

A SIMPLE SONG ABOUT WHAT'S IMPORTANT. YouTube: youtu.be/Xxi1FVBp0Po. Website: daveheffner.com. Genre: Singer - Songwriter. Dave sings and plays keyboards this simple ballad about the riches around us.
LYRICS.
VERSE 1
I like the simple life.
The simple life’s for me.
Give me a sunny day,
Wind in the trees.
Air that’s fresh, and water clean,
Food that’s good to eat.
Warm clothes so I don’t freeze.
Shoes for my feet.
CHORUS
Oh-wee-oh, wee-oh, oh. Simple life for me.
Oh-wee-oh, wee-oh, oh. Best things are for free.
VERSE 2
When we’re born into this world,
We have simple needs.
Then as we grow older,
Life picks up speed.
We can read many books,,
Lots of facts they give.
We can learn lots of rules,
But not how to live.
PRE-CHORUS
Oh----, wee-oh
Oh----, wee-oh
CHORUS
BRIDGE
(8 bar instrumental)
CHORUS
VERSE 3
Gazing at the mountains,
We can look for free.
Beauty surrounds us.
All Nature we can see.
Clouds up in the sky. Ocean…
Waves that never end.
Life is overflowing.
Share it with a friend.
CHORUS
VERSE 4
When we pass and leave this world,
We leave it alone.
Until then we have riches,
From things we find at home.
Family, friends, and beauty,
Nature’s full buffet.
The simple things around us,
‘round us every day.
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS

DAVEHEFFNER.COM

Simple Life (Dave - vocals)

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The Lively Future

Special Cecilia - Peace Is The Must - (Atonal Machine Version)

Ying Yang Special Cecilia (Codebo & Alexia version) 2020

Ying Yang Special Cecilia (Codebo & Alexia version)

Hey, This is bittersweet, if there is anything positive that has come from this pandemic is that we have seen an alternative way of life. My partner in vibes  @specialcecilia 😀.     
 Here is a different mix https://soundcloud.com/ricochet8888/new-life-bootleg-mix-cecilia-1
Enjoy, Dx

New life **Cecilia & Ricø **

Colorado Songwriter, Electronic Musician, Producer. ASCAP member. Ballads, Dance, Rock, Electronica, Jazz, Hip Hop, with a mix of everything else. All original compositions with live artists on most tracks. Piano study began at 5 years old, continued through university study and incorporated with electronic music since the introduction of MIDI. Have taught, consulted and composed electronic music. Primary platform is Pro Tools, with which I also do training and consulting. Open to collaboration. More information at my website.

New Vocals  Free download for Collabs & Remixes
& Playlists by Topics with WorldWide SC Friends Tracks, as well as some of my Songs ...
 I put Heart, Soul & Mind & take Time to Select Sounds Worthy to be Shared & Discovered... 
Hope You Enjoy. Thanks for all Support.

Simple Life (Dave - vocals)

Dave Heffner

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