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SAD RABBIT SPREADS MODERN THOUGHTS

Ladat’s Support May’24 vol.1

Lyrics, Arrangements, production & Melody Composed by Jah-Femi Telewa

Played/Co-Produced by Dmitry Strakhov

Rock: Heat Free - In War

The Lonely Sax

Sax by the Sea

Rain

Rain (Piano)

Piano Op.II

Piano Op.IV

Atoms

A Sailors Choir

In the heart-wrenching aftermath of losing his partner to a relentless battle with cancer, a man found himself adrift in the vast emptiness of grief. The once vibrant colors of their shared life turned to muted shades, and the echoes of his partner's laughter haunted every corner of their home. The man, once grounded by love, became a nowhere-man, wandering through the days with a heavy heart and a sense of purpose lost. The weight of loss hung heavily upon him, casting a shadow over his every step. Friends reached out, but the fortress of grief he built around himself seemed impenetrable. In the silence of solitude, The man grappled with the void left by his partner's absence, navigating the world like a ship without a compass, lost and yearning for the anchor of love that had been cruelly taken away.

Nowhere Man

Nowhere Man Two - David Wurden (music),  Gary Hayward (lyrics and Vocals)

Bring Me Life - David Wurden (music),  Gary Hayward (lyrics and Vocals)

Sands of Time Slipping Away - David Wurden (music),  Gary Hayward (lyrics and Vocals)

It's Been So Long Since I've Seen You - David Wurden (music),  Gary Hayward (lyrics and Vocals)

© Joe Liberty 2024. All rights reserved.

DownTheRabbitHole

To all the poor of spirit
The meek, the ones who mourn
Those who thirst for justice 
Unfettered by the scorn

Yours shall be the kingdom
The mercy and the win
Known too as the children
Of the beginning and the end
The beginning and the end

Ah rockem sockem, now it’s like this
If I may I be so bold
First world problems, sink or swim
Do the Rigamarole 

De facto mojo, just for love        
Well waddaya know about that
Oneness lies within plane sight
Do the Rigamarole 
Down the rabbit hole

Ah come on now

Down the rabbit hole
Do the Rigamarole

Solo

The stars that sparkle 
In the night 
Fade away into day light
As morning heralds in 
A brand new day

No it’s not rocket science
Just misunderstood 
Don’t wanna fret but can’t forget
Though I wish I could
Knock, knock, knock on wood

To the salt of the earth
That lights  up the world
From the dawn of time
Of the eternal Grind

Here comes the Welcome Wagon
With the rubber soul
The greatest story ever told
Down the rabbit hole
Do the Rigamarole

Ah come on now

Do the Rigamarole
Down the rabbit hole

The stars that sparkle 
In the night 
Fade away into day light
As morning heralds in 
A brand new day

DownTheRabbitHole

Flyers In The Storm - David Wurden (music),  Gary Hayward (lyrics and Vocals)

Album cover:  Fiverr - @nelsondesigns

As the title says these are thoughts for a summer day (btw, I'm not religious, but I appreciate people who practice their faith):  
- Take a break from technology here and there;
- Have some hope in humanity;
- Do what you can to make it a better world; 
- Try hard to find people who you vibe with and enjoy their company.

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SUMMER SUNDAY
(c) JunkHeap Mar 01 2024

Looking at the sunrise, 
flowing through the dusty blinds,
bleary-eyed, not really wanting to wake.  
Taking a deep breath and stretching away the sleep. 
I know it's gonna be a good day.
I Hope!  it's gonna to be a good day.

Skip the 'get ready' lyrics, hit the street, 
knowing it's for sure cold out there.

I hear the sounds, and the smells of my main street,
climate change giving a bit of repreive, 
from the usual deep freeze.
I know I shouldn't say it, but I like the warmth.

The familiar people I see in the hood, 
wishing the trees were green and the sun
bathing us with its warmth, 
as the winter concludes.
We're wishing for an end to the cold,
careful what you wish for!

Ch.
I think we've forgotten some of the simple,
need  to get back to what matters.
Leave the tech, 
not a substitute for human interaction.
There's nothing that we need to argue about.
There's nothing to go on about.
Just take that day off and relax...
on a Summer Sunday.

Ya... turn on the TV and it's the same-same.
Smartphone, computer... the same-same.
Everyone trying to yell louder than everyone else.

Hearing the bell on the steeple a block away,
being a non-church type, I say hey...
Hard to say anything without sounding like a preacher,
but sometimes we need a little faith, in hard times,
a little faith, in ourselves, a little faith, in hard times,
find the strength, in these hard times, 
we want the same.

Ch. 
I think we've forgotten some of the simple,
need  to get back to what matters.
Leave the tech, 
not a substitute for human interaction.
There's nothing that we need to argue about. 
There's nothing to go on about.
Just take that day off and relax...
on a Summer Sunday.

Guit solo.

Ch.

Summer Sunday

Modern Times

Verse 1

Am I playing the wrong game —-  where losing’s a crime
Time’s just not the same—-and there’s no one here to blame
In these modern times——where machines reigns supreme 
breaking all the chains——-to fulfill my dreams
————And that’s a solid —because—- yeah—— I’m back————-
Metaphors and rhymes——-my weapons on this track
Modulating -from the underground ——one culture one voice
And we’re —-wired in like teeth—-like we—-ever—-had a choice

Chorus

Modern times---- a difficult maze
Where screens captivate —— the Information Age
And—-We're all connected——yet we’re—also——-alone
Lost in a sea of pixels----hearts ———-—cold as stone
Modern times————Modern times ——-Modern times

Verse 2

Smartphones--at our side—-our constant companions
That double-edged sword—-has become ——-part of the norm
buzzing Notifications——like a relentless swarm
Distracting —us ——-from moments —-another task ——to perform 
Just another monster ———taking physical form

**Chorus**

Bridge

Artificial intelligence--- a marvel and a threat
Replacing human minds--- leaving us —-deep in debt
Algorithms —-determine our fate—without regret—-
Like marionettes ———or puppets on a strings
Manipulating our thoughts——damn—we are feeding these things

Verse 3

Social media——-a stage ——for the soul to bare
Beneath the surface——lies ——and deceptions —-are clear
We curate our lives——-like a perfect facade
our true selves———pushed aside ——in total disregard 

**Chorus**

Outro

In this digital age---we must find our way
Embracing the power——with a huge price to pay
There’s a balance for the screens —-in real life
With the key to our future——a new vision insight

Modern Times

SuperSpreader feat. SilverBella
Vocals and Lyrics:
SilverBella
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/22326/superspreader-96bpm-soul-acapella
https://soundcloud.com/silverbellasings
Paploviante:
Bass, Music Composing, Mix, Picture and Mastering

SuperSpreader feat SilverBella

Support John & Gom

The Guard Tower

Power ballad remix version of John's song Samantha - 2024
(c)(p) Swamp Music UK & Swamp Records UK for all territories

Samantha (power vsn)

Samantha (power vsn) by John Hardman

Kinetica

A song I wrote with my friend after losing my best friend to her mental health. 
One of the most painful things I’ve ever experienced. 
I miss u E 
⭐️

100Diamonds

Thrones of Eternity

This is the last one of 44 songs I wrote with my mom’s Spanish guitar in my university years, songs I’ve been arranging and posting to SC for the last 6 years (I’ve skipped 4 of them which will become a conceptual album soon).

I’m so glad to have https://soundcloud.com/janinelevinson’s help on polishing the English texts and lending her vocal and painting arts to such an important song for me.

Also must credit https://soundcloud.com/user-498459842 for kindly and freely mastering the track.
 
CANCIÓN TRISTE CUANDO ESTOY SOLO (SAD SONG WHEN I’M ALONE)

Canción triste cuando estoy solo, para que sepas que yo nunca me iré.
Canción triste por todo lo que amo, último recuerdo de lo que pudo ser.

Sad song when I'm alone, so that you know I will never be gone.
Sad songs for all I love, are the last reminders of my ancient glow.

Do you think that someone somewhere else would ever care that I was here?
Do you think a future living man will give a damn for you and me?
Who could he be?

¿Piensas que a alguien a quien no conocí le importará si estuve aquí,
o no estuve yo?
¿Piensas que alguien que viva después se acordará de ti o de mí?
¿Quién podrá ser?

Canción triste…

¿Piensas que una nueva vida de amor nos bastará para creer,
para sentir?
¿Acaso te importa lo que piense la gente de mis intereses para morir por mí,
para morir por mí?

Do you think another life of love will be enough for us to see,
for us to feel?
Do you care what people really think about my pride, and will you die,
will you die with me?

Sad song…

ER44FI11 1997-2018

Canción triste cuando estoy solo (ft. Janine Levinson)

David Wurden is a composer, keyboardist, drummer, and skilled producer. With a penchant for exploring the unconventional, he possesses a unique ability to revolutionize musical compositions, defying traditional boundaries. Through his artistry, David takes listeners on a captivating sonic odyssey, venturing into uncharted territories and reimagining both vintage and contemporary sounds. His evocative melodies and intricate rhythms transport audiences, allowing their imaginations to wander freely in the boundless expanse of the universe. With an unwavering commitment to pushing the boundaries of musical expression,  David Wurden is an unparalleled force in the world of music.

https://youtube.com/channel/UCaFR1fBrwmQddm-gmwPGEzA
https://davidwurden.bandcamp.com/follow_me