Name: Three times a lady by DavidHutton
Duration: 2 min 49 s
Description: For Accoustic Soundboard project - best ignored:)

Man, you have to let me know when you put a new tune up.  I really enjoyed listening to this, David. It also fits nicely with my new compulsion with cross dressing.  Seriously, nice job!

I was honored when https://soundcloud.com/graphicsontelevisions asked me to remake ‘Tattlesnakes’ from their fantastic album ‘Pun’. Maybe it’s the wildest one, unpredictable but coherent, it inspired me immediately !!

I've remixed to my taste their original studio stems (drums & keyboards), adding my own vocals, guitars & more... hard recommendation of headphones again !!

Lyrics are from another of my ancient poems, where I played with oxytone & eproparoxytone rhymes (translated below but with lost effect in English).

Full versions album here: https://soundcloud.com/graphicsontelevisions/sets/another-pun-a-brand-new
Downloadable: https://graphicsontelevisions.bandcamp.com/album/another-pun
I suggest checking out the original tracks too: @https://graphicsontelevisions.bandcamp.com/album/pun !!!

Letra  /  Lyrics:

Claro que ya no soy plástico,  /  Clearly I’m not plastic anymore,
ni estoy falto de razón,  /  nor lacking of reason,
puesto que, siendo simpático,  /  since, being friendly,
de sangre es mi corazón.  /  of blood is my heart.

Claro que soy esporádico  /  Clearly I am sporadic
en locos cantos espléndidos.  /  in splendid crazy singings.

Gritos de loco dolor,  /  Screams of insane pain,
llenos de mudo amargor,  /  full of mute bitterness,
claro que ya no son gélidos.  /  clearly are not icy anymore.

Claro que ya soy simpático  /  Clearly I’m yet friendly
y estoy falto de amargor,  /  and lacking of bitterness,
puesto que mi corazón,  /  since my heart,
siendo de sangre, no es plástico.  /  being of blood, is not plastic.

Y en mis cantos esporádicos,  /  And in my sporadic singings,
claro que ya no soy gélido.  /  clearly I’m not icy anymore.

Gritos de loca razón,  /  Screams of mad reason,
ya no gritos de dolor,  /  not screams of pain anymore,
claro que ya son espléndidos!  /  clearly are yet splendid!

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Tardigrade & Tattlesnakes (with Graphics on Televisions)

Found this piece of music on old tape of mine by surprise (didn't remember it up to this moment). Written and recorded 34 years ago with a 4 channel mixer and a HiFi tape recorder. I thought I had to re-record it because the old one sounded somewhat noisy and so as I recorded it again anyway, I added some little details. So after 30 years maybe the journey of this little song has come to a stop rather than to the end. Because it tells the story about loving the thought of eternity, although it feels impossible to imagine a thing like eternity or maybe just because of it.

(c) BeSinger 1990, 2024

Artwork M. Besinger (dad)

In Love With Eternity (2024)

Cosmos Menacant

https://soundcloud.com/myopus/sets/serenade-for-string-orchestra
Serenade for string orchestra:
3rd movement

score: https://youtu.be/RzXhELhNihw?t=600

III. Scherzo

For Accoustic Soundboard project - best ignored:)

Three times a lady

“A fictional narrative about a broken relationship inspired by Cameo, Maroon 5 and Ed Sheeran.” 

stranded. 

Lost, lost myself now you are gone
Broken dreams since Monday afternoon
It’s over just heartbreak and moving on
I’m loveless here in my isolation, yeah
Left behind
No love and nobody
Single life is mine with tragedy 
Sit by the window
A table for one 
This man is an island

I’m stranded 
This lonely world is where I am right now
I’m empty handed
I’m not holding you anymore my heart is on the floor
It’s not the way I planned it
We were going to be for each other
Now never
I’m stranded 
My soulmate and my heart are so far apart
I’m stranded forever 

I’m stranded 
I’m stranded 

No love, no love from you anymore
A broken heart beaten down and hits the floor 
The going back won’t happen with me
Nobody’s home
My soul is gone suddenly  
This increasing pain inside of me
No blood or bones or cut to my body
A stranded one
Broken plans now for we
I’m keeping hope
I still believe 

© heart house and the new kindness. 2025

Written, performed, recorded, produced and mixed by heart house and the new kindness. 
Mastered by DOLBY

stranded.

Exploring the Blue (Live Jam)

perditions of quiet saintship

- Picture -
Photograph. Shyntwirl
Art Cover Editor. Shyntwirl
Colorist. Shyntwirl 
Dark Edition 

- Music -
Producer. Shyntwirl 
Composer. Shyntwirl
Structure. Shyntwirl 
Developer. Shyntwirl
Programmer. Shyntwirl 
Background. Shyntwirl 
Bass. Shyntwirl
Synthesizers. Shyntwirl
Reverb & Echoes. Shyntwirl 

PROD. Shyntwirl
Psychedelia Dark Edition

Shyntwirl - Nyctophilia

Tiro-me a ferros

so many misguided s
"supremicist" groups around the world,throughout time...all lead to senseless violence/destruction.  ..none last forever and are replace by the next one...we have to learn that no one group is "supreme..there is no manifest destiny..different is not evil but is needed to innovate and progress
Frankly if hating people you never met is the only thing that gives you self-worth then you are weak,paranoid and not very intelligent

lyrics

I wish I were a mirror
to help you see yourself
how you waste your energy 
how you huff and puff
to hate someone you never knew
wishing they were dead
just because you never learned
how to love yourself

I wish I werew a garbage truck
so I could empty out
all the garbage in your head and thebhatred in your heart
and let you see the world again
as you used to do
playing with your schoolyard friends
it didn't matter who

you will not replace me
is that all that you can say
trust me you are safe and sound
no one wants to be like you
too afraid to hear the truth so you howl at the moon
I wish I were your mother
I'd send you to your room

Three times a lady

DavidHutton

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