Hundreds of Me

a cross-genre mix of classic, rock and electronic elements. created from a chord sheet on an old scrap of paper, this track took on its current form between october 22 and march 23. hope you enjoy, looking forward to your comments.

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Track  1  Life in Paradise
Composer :   Karl Heimgartner Dat : 25.04. 2023  / © Copyright              
Genre: Folk 
Album : The Beauty of Naturee Beauty of Nature The Beauty of Nature 
Title:      Life in Paradise  Life in Paradis
Lyrics:   Karl Heimgartner
Extern Mix and Mastering : MTM - Mastering True Music Production 
Mixing:  Christine Sampson
Mastering: Alessandro Giordano
https://masteringtruemusic.es/

www.karlheinzheimgartner.com

https://karl-heinz-heimgartner56.my.canva.site/

Life in Paradise is the 1th song of my folk album 2023 The Beauty of Nature .
Im  check what needs to be edited. I will release the album  in December 2023.

https://open.spotify.com/intl-de/album/0DqIXnxtjksVLbrGqFhkUJ?si=ug1njbnKSI-D3zDxTekx9A

I sent the finished folk song and 23 stems to MTM Mastering True Music Production for checking and sound improvement, which worked very well. A very nice team from Spain. Guitars and voice have now got the sound I had imagined. For me it was very worthwhile to pass this mix and mastering on to an external company. When composing and recording, mixing and mastering, your ear becomes fixed in your DAW (brain). You often don't find your sounds that good. That's why I use an external mix and mastering studio to check. I really had a very positive experience with MTM. With young ears and with professional training that completed my work.

The full song now has more life.
Thanks for the collaboration, Freddie and Team MTM Mastering True Music Production
Mixed and mastered by Alessandro Giordano of MTM Productions

The Beauty of Nature - Folk Album 2023 - Production - Karl Heinz – Heimgartner

My first folk album of 2023 that I have in production since January 2023.
Some songs are already written, mixed and mastered, according to my ideas and ideas, taste.
My lyrics tell something about nature and love. Because I love nature and respect it from the heart on our mother earth we live in and for our health
see that we are doing well.

I included contributing musicians from an earlier time in Switzerland and the Philippines on my album. Because we had a really good time.
Some tracks are not finished yet, these will come later around the end of 2023

I wish everyone who listens to the music here on earth a lot of fun with it
our music, for our souls.

Also many thanks and André Schmohl (Nashville Gamblers) Andy Steinbeck
and Jerald Sarmiento for the great collaboration on this Folk Album 2023.

Life In Paradise

Available on Spotify https://spotify.link/p1cA8fumyBb

Strychnos

Where's the time that you had on your side?
Where's a bottle to drink when you need it?
Where's a father to set you to task?
Where's a mother, who's there with a pass?

There's a field full of flowers and grass.
(full of ants and that)
Let's just say that it's somewhere in England.
(There's a maypole and all)
Maybe warmth from the sun of the day.
(no one's freezing and...)
Radiates from the Earth as if dreaming.
(no one cares about)
There's a crow watching you from a fence.
(he just watches and...)
No way for you to guess what he's thinking.
(while he's squawking away)
You, yourself, are just there, sitting around.
(lazy, dazing about)
Devoted to, just The Crow, just the thinking.

Let's insert in this scene, somewhat obviously seen.
An extraneous mass, which requires; a task.
Hey, ho, away we go!

There's a field framed with oak trees and beach.
Let's face facts that it's somewhere in England.
And the hum of the birds and the bees.
Fills you up in the still of the evening.
Oh, the tumbling cascading downs.
Are a never-ending dream of England.
That's it, boy, take a good look round.
(it's the last chance you'll get)
While the crows just sit watching and waiting.

Yet, insert in this scene international schemes.
Which the men undertake, for generals on the make.
Like a madman; half baked.
Stepping stones on a lake.
Oh no, down we go.

There's an old station there in the town.
(it's like Beamish. it's...)
Full of old iron keys and such sundries.
(very English and quiet)
And the wood there is aged and careworn.
(decorated and...)
And the empire remains in the features. 
(exonerated and...)
There's a comfort in old-fashioned things.
(it's like Beamish. it's...)
Reminding us that we're deeply rooted.
(very English and quiet)
To a time and a place and scene.
(a time and a place and a scene)
But a murder of crows could remove it. 
(a time and a place and a scene)

Let's insert in this scene, somewhat obliquely seen.
An external great mass, which requires a task.
Which you must undertake,
with forbearance and haste.
Oh no, down we go. 

Haul the sails, and set the course,
we're sailing out to sea.
Those in the midship, chart the course,
the route that's planned for we.
Set the tiller.
Haul the sail.
Chart the course.
Or else...
we'll fail.

Oh no! to the crows we go!
Oh no! to the crows we go!
Oh no! to the crows we go!

Where's the time that you had on your side?
Where's the time that you wasted on dreaming?
Where's the friends that you need by your side?
Passing by just along for a ride. 

Oh, these were your days.
Oh, this could be the making of you.
Oh, no need for delay.
The whole nation expects such great things for you.

Oh, these were your days.
Oh, this should be the making of you.
Oh, no need for dismay.
The whole nation expects such great things of you.
For England.

Where's your God? Can he keep you alive?
Where's your God? what? is anyone winning?
When your God is a dream for the spring.
Where's he now? amongst most other things?

Where's your God now your lain on the grass?
Where's your God while you lay out here dying?
Where's your God now that nobody knows?
That you're lying in a field full of crows. 

Oh, those were the days,
Oh, they're really a testament to you.
Oh, surrounded by crows,
Crows are suddenly circling you.
For England!



The Crows

Cassandre

The latest track from UK singer songwriter These Guitars Say Sorry.

"This ballad is a melody that tugs at the heartstrings. The emotion in your vocals and lyrics is deeply moving, creating a connection that lingers. An unforgettable musical expression"

Throw your head back and laugh
And just for a moment
You've forgotten where you are

I think I'll stay right here
Among the laughter and warmth
There is no fear

Just for a moment
Everything's perfect
Just for a moment
Til I open my eyes

I sometimes like to find
I'm out on a limb
At the same time
I'm out of my mind

Hanging here by a thread
Is where I'm living
Though you say
I'm better off dead

Just for a moment
I can smile
Just for a moment
It's all worthwhile

I can do all the things I wanted to
I can speak the lies and they sound like truth
I can keep the promises I made to you
And everything's perfect
And everything's perfect

Just For A Moment by These Guitars Say Sorry

Feel like I should be walking on the shores of Galilee 
But instead I'm in a prison built up in my infancy.
Thought I was like the young boy from the Empire of the Sun.
But that wasn't how they saw me.
And that's how I came undone.
I'm not the one.

Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.
Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.

A laughing stock. 
I can't smoke pot.
Three corners to sweep dust.
When you fall into black water, all your keys begin to rust.
You're not thinking on damnation.
Amongst the holes you're teetering.
A cage containing lightning bolts. 
Which somehow you fit in.
Forget your sin.

Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.
Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.

Oh, sister, mother, Mary. 
Won't you lay your grace on me.
I do not want your money.
I'm dismayed about this fee.
The foolish man puts effort into digging diamond mines?
Yet a wise man takes his gold figures and reaches for the sky?
And don't ask why?

Felt sorry for the workers.
Give them all your sympathy.
If they didn't need the money.
Oh, footloose and fancy free.
And they wouldn't need so of much it if they weren't all in such pain.
You must all go on holiday.
You must all buy cocaine.
If it's all the same.

Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.
Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.

Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.
Where's my money?
Play around.
Time goes by.
There's no win. 
Games to play.
Songs to sing.
See the sun is rising.
But your not asleep.
An uncertain horizon.
Nothing deep.
Oh, my lady.
Lay me down.
Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.

Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.
Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.

Oh, sister, mother, Mary. 
Won't you take this pain from me.
Because the route to your salvation seems delayed by infamy.
Oh, holy mother of Jesus. 
Won't you let me in the door.
I'm not asking to sleep on your bed.
I'm content with the floor.
I want some more.

I go to ground, then I hear you speak.

Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.
Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.

Oh, sister, mother, Mary. 
Won't you exorcise for me.
The ghosts all these winters spent in bleak despondency.
The holy men of the mountain.
They pass judgement down on all.
But they're not fooling anybody.
Waiting for the fall.
We missed their call.

Oh, my baby.
Lay me down. (Repeat)

Sister, Mother, Mary

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Original composition...... Alejandro Gonzalez M.

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