Name: Rocking horse by David. k. A. Spencer.
Duration: 4 min 57 s
Description: Jungle dub reggae funk house 🇧🇴 Music & Artwork D. k. A Spencer

it has something like chemical brothers style ;)

Dave I love this one mate!!! real catchy vibe good job man!!!

This went in a different direction than I expected. Kept me guessing. Really impressive!

Love your upbeat inspirational sound man. So Alive!!

Roping in the fun here! I'm virtually galloping with glee, David! Spaghetti Western meets House! Clever & well done!  😍🙌🏻💯😎😎 +Rawhide! RIDE on>> Frankie Laine would be proud & probably kick up a spur! ;)

I remember this 🙂Absolute Classic!! Fresh every time Blessings bro

Music: Jan Schonander

I published a vocal version of this a while back, but originally I had intended this to be instrumental only. Turns out I listen to this a bit so I thought maybe there are some listeners out there that might enjoy it too.

Getting Somewhere Instrumental

Getting Somewhere | Instrumental

i love that bass

I Love That Bass

Composition Philippe Guitare rythmique/Slide/Wah-Wah @user-759566380
Texte et chant Guillaume @user-759566380
Instrumentation/arrangements/mixage/masterisation @Tulipe-records

Paroles

On voudrait faire une chanson
Écolo , geek et non genrée
Qui plaise aux filles et aux garçons
Sans gluten sans vulgarités
On enfoncerait toutes ces portes
Ouvertes sur nos libertés
De Washington à Aigues-Mortes
On chanterait le poing levé

On devrait parler de Poutine
Et de sa folie des grandeurs
Qui mettent le feu dans nos vitrines
Comme une canicule en chaleur
On balancerait notre avis
Sur le changement climatique
On tordrait le cou nous aussi
A ces idées fausses et sceptiques

Et puis on ferait un refrain
A faire tomber un dictateur
Un peu comme une voiture sans freins
Conduite par un jeune acteur
Et puis on ferait un refrain
A déranger les complotistes
Un peu comme une voiture sans freins
Conduite par un vrai journaliste

On devrait faire une chanson
Sur la Covid mais sans tabous
Sur ces experts yaka fokon
Qui savaient tout sur rien surtout
On parlerait de tous ces gens
De ces héros du quotidien
Qu'un imbécile de Président
A traité comme des assassins

Et puis on ferait un refrain
A faire frémir les chaînes infos
Un peu comme une voiture sans freins
Conduite par Docteur Renaud
Et puis on ferait un refrain
A angoisser tous ces bavards
Un peu comme une voiture sans freins
Conduite par Mister Renard

On dézinguerait les puissants
Qui n'écoutent pas la Planète
Les oreilles bouchées par l'argent
L'cerveau au chaud dans leurs braguettes
On allumerait ces people
Qui font souffrir les dictionnaires
Qui polluent les pages de Google
Tout comme du pétrole dans la mer

Et puis on ferait un refrain
A faire peur aux capitalistes
Un peu comme une voiture sans freins
Conduite par un communiste
Et puis on ferait un refrain
A effrayer tous les Bobos
Un peu comme une voiture sans freins
Conduite par un Populo

We'd like to make a song
Eco-friendly, geeky and gender-neutral
that appeals to both boys and girls
Gluten-free without vulgarities
We'd break down all those doors
Open to our freedoms
From Washington to Aigues-Mortes
We'd sing with raised fists

We should talk about Putin
And his delusions of grandeur
Setting fire to our windows
Like a heat wave
We'd throw our weight around
On climate change
We, too, would bend our necks
To these false and skeptical ideas

And then we'd make a chorus
To bring down a dictator
Like a car with no brakes
Driven by a young actor
And then we'd make a chorus
To upset the conspiracists
Like a car without brakes
Driven by a real journalist

We should make a song
About the Covid but without taboos
About those yaka fokon experts
Who knew everything about nothing
We'd talk about all those people
These everyday heroes
Whom an imbecile President
Treated like assassins

And then we'd make a chorus
To make the news channels quiver
Like a car without brakes
Driven by Docteur Renaud
And then we'd make a chorus
To scare the chatterboxes
Like a car without brakes
Driven by Mister Renard

We'd blast the powerful
Who don't listen to the Planet
Their ears plugged by money
Their brains warmed in their zippers
We'd light up these celebrities
Who make dictionaries suffer
Polluting the pages of Google
Like oil in the sea

And then we'd make a chorus
To scare the capitalists
Like a car without brakes
Driven by a communist
And then we'd make a chorus
To scare all the haves
Like a car without brakes
Driven by the rabble

© Guillaume DULER / Philippe SEGUINARD / TULIPE RECORD 2022

Sans Freins ( Tulipe & Jim ) TRANSLATED

Jungle dub reggae funk house 🇧🇴 Music & Artwork D. k. A Spencer

Rocking horse

The Highlife

This track follows the theme of this new album about a young mans experience of growing up in the mid 19th century in Ireland, seeing his brother leave home to find a new life in America. When they were young lads, he and his three brothers played at being nights of the round table. Each brother was given a name; the oldest Galahad. Hence the title of the track.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EN3v7B38iGo
Music and lyrics: Phil Bowen
Guitars and keyboards: Phil Bowen
Vocals: Phil Bowen
Mixed and produced: Phil Bowen
Lyrics:
Verse 1
I went down to the packet boat
And saw my brother come alive
It’s the first time in many months
Well he was only 25
With a cold and hardened reason 
It’s hard when your deprived
But no matter what the season
We’re born strong to survive

Verse 2
 I went down to the packet boat
The sails were furled up tight
The boat was moored up by the dock
And was leaving at midnight
My brother gave me what he had 
with a photo of our deadbeat dad
and a note he signed with a flourish
and he called himself Galahad

Middle 8
So our lives can be intertwined
No matter where we are
You take my mind. You take my soul
You take my dreams and take control
But I know where my heart will lie
Just think about it a little while
We may not always see eye to eye 
But we’re brother ‘till we die
Verse 3
It’s been a while since my brother sailed
He tool a part of me 
He sent a note. One day it came
It’s what I hoped it would be
He settled down near Providence
Saved up all he had 
Paid me for a single ticket 
And signed it Galahad

Verse 4
So I went down to the packet boat
And queued up for my turn
Found a place below the deck
No thought that I’d return
Not feeling sad, with no regret
I felt that I was in his debt
With the little that I had
I thought of Galahad.

There to here  Pt. 1

Galahad

Super stoked to be working with my good friend and awesome composer and keyboardist, John Buckle (@john-buckle-166792889) in our first collaboration.

Elvenland - The Capture will be the first in a series of fantasy tracks from the two of us, combining dark electro with synthwave.

In chapter one, Raewyn is imprisoned and chained in the Viking fortress, lamenting her destiny.

John Buckle: Synths, Mood Sound Layering
Electrometis: Original composition, mix/master
Vocals: Ghosthack

Free download if you like it :)

Thank you for listening ♥

Elvenland - The Capture

Elvenland #1 - The Capture (feat. John Buckle)

***EN FRANCAIS PLUS BAS*** (Original song, mix, mastering, vocals and lyrics by KidOfEarth) ⚠️ © (Copyright France) I did this for fun and this track is above all a test on the voice  because I like the blues! After 5 whisky, 50 cigarettes, 10 coffes, a few amphetamines, 2 bars of 100% cocoa dark chocolate and 200 takes to work on my voice here is the result...

TOPIC
About thirty years ago, I lived on a boulevard with incessant and very noisy road traffic. This artery was used dozens of times by emergency vehicles going to the emergency room near my home. And to top it off, the rooms of the apartment I rented were adjoining the delivery dock of a supermarket. Hell!
My next door neighbors were an elderly couple who had lived there forever. When I asked them if the noise didn't bother them, they both replied "Ah but not at all! We're used to it and we couldn't live without it, that reassures us!"
You will therefore have understood that this burlesque blues is for them who would certainly not have supported living in the countryside.
Raph aka KOE ✌️😎

Lyrics
"The nature it gives me the glands"
when I'm tripping around the boulevards
I watch the racing cars backfire
it puts a little animation
I like the ron-ron of the traffic jams.
The nature it gives me the glands
I'm bored, I want to hang myself
if there are no bars and easy girls
I'm like a chick in its omelet...
I dream of a nice apartment
in the middle of a crossroads
to enjoy the charming sound
sirens, that's velvet.
The songs of the piafs every morning
it wakes me up early and I'm not well
the rooster that brays in the barnyard
It's making me nervous, I'm counting down...
"hey Polo! Open the window! It is not well?
eh! Polo!?..."
*******************************
(Original song, mastering, vocals and lyrics by KidOfEarth)

Cette piste est avant tout un test sur la voix car j'aime le blues!
Après 5 whiskys, 50 clopes, 10 cafés, quelques amphétamines, 2 tablettes de chocolat noir 100% cacao et 200 prises pour travailler ma voix, voici le résultat...

TOPIC
Il y a plus de trente ans, j'ai habité sur un boulevard au trafic routier incessant et très bruyant. Cette artère était empruntée des dizaines de fois par les véhicules de secours qui se rendaient aux urgences près de chez moi. Et pour combler le tout, les chambres de l'appartement que je louais étaient mitoyennes avec le quai de livraison d'un supermarché. L'enfer!
Mes voisins de palier étaient un couple de personnes âgées qui vivait là depuis toujours. Quand je leur est demandé si le bruit ne les dérangeait pas, ils m'ont répondu tous les deux "Ah mais pas du tout! On a l'habitude et on ne pourrait plus s'en passer, ça nous rassure!"
Vous aurez donc compris que ce blues burlesque est pour eux qui n'auraient certainement pas supporté de vivre à la campagne.
Raph alias KOE ✌️😎

"La nature ça m'fout les glandes"
Quand j'me trimballe sur les boulevards
je mate les bolides qui pétaradent
ça met un peu d'animation
moi j'aime le ron-ron des bouchons.
La nature ça me fout les glandes
je m'emmerde, j'ai envie de me pendre
si il n'y a pas des bars et des minettes
Je suis comme un oeuf dans une omelette...
Moi je rêve d'un bel appartement
au beau milieu d'un carrefour
pour apprécier le son charmant
des sirènes, ça c'est du velours.
Le chant des piafs tous les matins
ça me réveille tôt et je suis pas bien
le coq qui braille dans la basse-cour
ça me rend nerveux, je fais le compte à rebours...
"hé Polo! Ouvre la fenêtre! On est pas bien là?
hein! Polo!?..."

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Released when the clock hit 12 a.m. midnight January 1st, 2021

I welcome this new year with a HOWWWLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!

______________

I knew it this time & I’m on the run
I hear a shooting gun, a rifle shot and I blow apart
if you aim it at our heart then it’s gonna be a new start
vengeance, when we bare our teeth a little more
anymore it’ll be, more it’ll be in a moonlit mirror, madness laughs with me
I have a drink and a song & I fuck it in a song
in a war time dream madness runs along
Irish heat call a million dead next to me
when iron heels call me, crush me in the street
moon animals gotta move your feet
poor in my head, it’s war in your head or you’re dead on the street
I feel you next to me, I am a moon animal, I feel you changing in my toes up my toes
feel it in my soul in my soul, oh sweet moonshine shine your light on me!!!!
I am a moon animal I feel it feel it in my soul
aaaaaaahwwwwwoooooooooooo!!!!
moon amore one more spin in the moon I am once again
in howling night I’ll ride that music to the sky
and end where I began

Moon Animals

Glory to JAH. 🙏🕊Peace and love. 🕊 Tracks are available on Bandcamp £1 https://www.paypal.me/DavidSpencer1968   https:davidkaspencer.bandcamp.com/follow_me 🕊 www.facebook.com/profile. New single (lazeedogrecordlabel) Oppression. Feat: Entheogenic Psychonaught, is out now on all platforms. https://open.spotify.com/track/1kZ2VYIjxlqrZIXROo1WMa?si=70500f3012e642d2 https://open.spotify.com/artist/6jF1KPlxhinrFPfCeSPnDP?si=ShdYP6DDT2qim85amL8jJ. Golden Reflector, out now.

Rocking horse

David. k. A. Spencer.

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