cruelty of fate, irony of time 
if he hadn't missed his bus
he might have missed the crime

they found him in his underwear and one black sock 
the coroner said the time of death was two o'clock
 his neck was bent and showed the signs
of multiple contusions 
his face was bruised and staring eyes
showed signs of his confusion
 oh can this really be, happening to me 
cruelty of fate, the irony of time

cruelties of fate, irony of time 
if he hadn't missed his bus
he might have missed the crime 
one inch to the left or right or just one minute late 
and he'd have walked off down the street
and missed his first blind date 
or maybe you and he could never really see 
the cruelty of fate, the irony of time

victims never know their fate
they really don't suspect it 
but when they do it's much too late 
to know is to expect it 
what's that sound, do i hear someone 
laughing quite insanely 
no one gets out of here alive
your fate can be seen plainly
oh cruelty of fate, the irony of time .
....... 
written & produced by kid otari 
drums by greek god Yannis Alfiers 
keyboards by guillaume, guitars by naldo
 vocals by blind lemon pledge and lizzy
cover photo: Gun by William Klein 1955 NYC

......

Cruelty ozn-5shrtn

Cruelty of Fate

A song I wrote in December 2021.. La Cueca from Chile.. lived in Santiago, in my tweens…just one about perseverance.. 🙌.. an essential part of my faith… and … writing, performing.. and recording! 

… to whom much is given.. much is required
Luke 12:48

Difficult-stripped

Walking under the shades

an old title remix...
a song would be possible if someone feels inspired ;-)

Id One Instrumental mix111125

First track of a forthcoming album called "Sweet songs for Winter", full of sassy, naughty and hot tracks for the cold days.
Lyrics:
I sprawl across the sheets, half-dreaming,  
Comfy socks on, the fan’s soft humming.  
Old t-shirt pulled-up, a beat in my veins,  
My fingers trace where heat remains.  

The gold through half-drawn blinds,  
a lazy dance of lust and time.  
My breath is slow, my thoughts adrift,  
a sigh escapes—A pleasure’s gift.  

(Chorus)
I love this lazy afternoon gooning
On my old T-shirt your smell lingers
Girl, thinking of you, I can’t stop edging,
I love the caress of my slick fingers

The mattress dips where shadows play,  
My body sweaty, my attention astray.  
I stretch long, a cat’s slow grace,  
While my fingers follow the trace.  

The air is thick with summer’s weight,  
My scented skin alive, my moves innate.  
I linger gently where the desire grows,  
a dampness that the pleasure follows.  

(Chorus)
I love this lazy afternoon gooning
On my old T-shirt your smell lingers
Girl, thinking of you, I can’t stop edging,
I love the caress of my slick fingers


No rush, no want, just warmth and light,  
Afternoon dissolves,  orgasm takes flight.
My socks still on, my thoughts askew,  
I drift where pleasure hums its tune.  

And when the dusk begins to creep,  
I stir but doesn’t leave the heat.  
The bed still holds me, loose and sweet,  
a gooning day—my bliss complete.

Lazy afternoon

Mac; music , lyrics , vocals
Scotty; lyrics , vocals , bv’s
Shane; lyrics , vocals , bv’s

Tonight the tone of our lives came together 
the audience looked on as we began to fall into place 
never before have things felt like this 
knew it’s something we’d miss once the house lights hit the atmospheric air 
here and now I won’t let go nobody knows how it goes after the show

The show's been over for me
since I've failed to believe in myself.
Although it flows, extraordinary,
and wails when I receive the wealth
of gifts given to me naturally.
Yet why am I still the man that I see
in the mirror.
It's no clearer when I release
all these demons from deep within me.
Fucking shit that I cannot speak 
in my real life.
All the real strife that buries a man.
Lost in his mind.

These days I find the only show I’ve got is off
The only afterglow I know is shone below by botty docs
It’s all bullshit and lollipops 
So I’ll go full tilt until it stops
Cos we only get one lifetime boys to define our noise 
And its the right time boys to rewrite our voice 
It’s the night time boys better like our choice
It’s a shite time boys let your mind rejoice

At all the daft revolting facts 
That we can laugh like wankers at
So maybe that’s enough of that
Oooh

Showbysmal

Words and music written by Bartley Charles Mastin
Performance and production by Bartley Charles Mastin - All instruments and vocals.
Copyright 2025 All Rights Reserved

Tuning: Standard
Instruments: Acoustic guitar, Slide Guitar(Open D), Bass guitar, Harmonica, Round shakers, Cabasa, Tambourine, Metal drum, Conga drum, Drum set.

Lyrics:
You don’t wanna go
To Memphis
Too many thieves
Too many fences

Anything you wanna do
As long as I’m with you
Let’s talk it out 
Let’s work it out

Don’t wanna ride
You prefer walkin’
Say you can’t sleep
You feel like talking

Anything you wanna do
As long as I’m with you
Let’s talk it out 
Let’s work it out

Leave them behind
Best left forgotten
Baby blue sky
Clouds look like cotton

Anything you wanna do
As long as I’m with you
Let’s talk it out 
Let’s work it out
Let’s dream about

Anything

revenge is a primitive vile trait that is also unfortunately prevalent and powerful.It causes senselessbrutal violence, that in the end solves no problems and creates a recurring cycle of more violence. The notion to avenge ones ancestors I suppose has to do with a sense of guilt if you "do nothing" but I think you can forgive for the sake of creating a peaceful future for your children without forgetting the qualities of the ancestors or acknowledging their worth.

lyrics

what is revenge worth if no  one's left standing
what is revenge worth if your home is now rubble
what is revenge wort if your children are starving
causeing more pain just causes more trouble

your children are playing and need to feel safe
they have not yet learned how to kill or to hate 
for people who so long ago died
that when therirstories are told you can' tell the truth from the lies

you don't have to forget to forgive
give the children a chance to thrive and to live
do you understand!!

so put down your sword and put away your gun
go back to your store go back to your farm
remember the pain your ancestors caused
then go on with your life for your children and wives

teach the children how to forgive
to learn from the past so the future they build
will be on the right path
don't let the future look like the past

so what's revenge worth...

what is revenge worth?

The Box Move

Confusing multitudes of choice and directions...

My New Track. The song version. 

I hope you enjoy it and please feel free to let me know what you think 



Branching Paths

I have the immense pleasure to welcome Pierrou (https://soundcloud.com/pierrou)  on this cover of this cult song written by Bobby Hebb in 1963 (https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sunny)
This idea of this version was to keep somewhat some the beat and classic lines  of the classic Boney M version   and add some gipsy jazz colors inspired by Mr Birelli https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JKx6cyjSqIo 
In addition,  Pierrou  is bringing delightful George Benson colors with his guitar theme and chorus solo :)) Chapeau Pierrou !! Hope you enjoy !! Happy new year  !!
Guitar theme and choruses : https://soundcloud.com/pierrou
I took care of the rest with loads of fun  :)

Sunny (Bobby Hebb) with Pierrou à la gipsy funk

Involved in different local music associations with my clarinet  (in classic and jazzy mode) ,  I also  love to play the guitar, I love to try to create and produce music with Cubase and different other instruments at home. I love all forms of music. 
Thank you reading these lines, for your kind words , listens and all forms of appreciation and support, I'm always happy to explore,  discover new sounds  and collaborate on this unique platform with wonderful musicians  !!

2022 Collabs, Jams and Chansons :
https://on.soundcloud.com/pkz71
Proud to be inducted  in 2022 as an Official Lunatics after this:
https://soundcloud.com/cosmic-ratzzz/lunatics71-skyline-cosmic-ratzzz-ddjohn?si=aa7c346eca754497a8e4168605590197&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
Still so happy to listen to this one with my french SC buddies in the memory of Georges Brassens on this one :
https://soundcloud.com/ddjohn/les-copains-dabord-george-brassens-with-le-hot-club-de-soundcloud-quebec-usa-fra?si=ec03fb2f0b8b42b1b57522bf07221d14&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
...and loving to play with friends in the marvelous style of Django Reinhardt
https://soundcloud.com/ddjohn/sets/collabs-with-lami-bjp

Album/EP featurings @ the clarinet :

https://soundcloud.com/mountain-songs/take-cripple-club-collab-with-ddjohn-download?in=ddjohn/sets/2015-1/

https://open.spotify.com/album/2XfVKVx3ZE1qUBwoUojmfW
.... and @ the guitar :
https://chrispendergraft.bandcamp.com/track/aint-seen-the-worst-of-it-yet-tribute-to-jimmy-page

Sunny (Bobby Hebb) with Pierrou à la gipsy funk

DDJohn