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AB Playlist 123 Part 2

Much love to all the supporters, fans, and followers sharing the love! Cheers to you all! Get on the dance floor and lets celebrate! Again thank you and cheers. to you all. Will be remaining on the music scene in anticipation of new and exciting work for you all. As always remember to Stay Connected to stay pro! Love, Follow, Comment, re-post and share. Get on the dance floor and turn up, hope you'll enjoy as always! Drop that feedback. 

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Walking on tundra
Written by TG August 2023
Inspired by my work in the Canadian Arctic, 1995-2000. 

Technical Details
Rhythm Guitar: Gibson ES 335
Lead Guitar: Fender Jazzmaster
Guitar Amplifier: Vox AC15….set as clean I can get it. 
Fender pedal board: Line 6 delay; Fender clean boost
Mics: a pair of Royer r10 ribbons for guitar 
Mic preamps: API 312
Mixer: API 24 channel summing mixer (8200/7800)
Stereo Bus processing (API EQ and API compressor)
Final mix down to a MARA MCI JH110 1/4inch 2-track at 15 ips using ATR Master Tape.

Walking on tundra

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) 09/2023.
Composed, arranged, performed, produced and Jacket by:
Pierre Bordetti

Electro-Jazz Instrumental

The computer tool is used today by man for a very large part of his life. We use it in such an intense way that even our thinking is itself altered by the infinite data that we draw from the net and from the media of all kinds. I think it takes us away and out of phase with reality, with nature and many other things.
Unfortunately, I also belong to this category of out-of-phase people. I tried through this track to translate this impression into music.

L'outil informatique est aujourd'hui utilisé par l'homme une très grande partie de sa vie. On s'en sert d'une façon tellement intense que même notre pensée est elle-même altérée par les données infinies que nous puisons sur le net et sur les médias en tout genre. Je pense que cela nous éloigne et nous déphase de la réalité, de la nature et de biens d'autres choses encore.
Je fais partie malheureusement également de cette catégorie de personnes déphasées. J'ai essayé à travers cette piste de traduire en musique cette impression.

Unphased Man

Video : https://youtu.be/UPa3Pz053cg

Musique et chant / Music and vocal : Ootol
Paroles, chant et jaquette / Lyrics, vocal and artcover : Lukowig

Paroles / Lyrics :

Rien de trop ?
Sans rien de trop 
Intro ?
Sans intro
Solo ?
Sans solo
Trémolos ?
Sans trémolos 
Refrains ?
Sans refrains
Fffrrreins ?
Sans freins 
Retenue ?
Sans retenue
Espoir ténu ?
Sans espoir ténu

Fêlures ?
Sans fêlures 
Brûlures ?
Sans brûlures 
Impasse ?
Sans impasse 
Carapace ?
Sans carapace 
Casse ?
Sans casse
Crasse ?
Sans crasse
Casserole ?
Sans casserole 
Parole ?
Sans parole

Morosité ?
Sans morosité 
Animosité ?
Sans animosité 
Cacophonie ?
Sans cacophonie 
Harmonie ?
En harmonie 
En phase ?
Toujours en phase
Fin de phrase ?
Et sans fin de phrase 
Rien de banal ?
Sans rien de banal
Sans quoi au final ?
Sans point final
Final
Sans point final
Point final

Sans point final

Sans point final [Ootol & Lukowig]

'THE END OF THE BEGINNING'
Written, Performed & Produced
by Andrew Borderick copyright 2017/2020
Mastered by Andrew Borderick 24/08/2020

MESSAGE IS AWAY
MAY'BE THERE'S A PLACE IT HAS GONE

WAITING PATIENTLY
MAY'BE THERE'S A DAY IT WILL COME

EVERY SINGLE DAY
THERE IS A PLACE CALLED HOME

MEMORIES ARE MADE
EVERY TIME WE SAY HELLO

I CANT EXPLAIN MY WAY
YOU TAKE ME AS I AM AND LET GO

WE GAVE OUR LIVE'S AWAY
TRYING TO FIND A WAY TO LOVE
(BREAK)
(REPEAT ALL OF THE ABOVE)

Timeline

THE END OF THE BEGINNING

Lyrics by Tony
Vocal, Guitars and Mix by Bob Warner
https://youtu.be/04iGDD06NQM
AS THE OLD COWBOY		
RODE INTO TOWN		
HE WAS LOOKIN'		
ALL AROUND		
		
HE'D BEEN RIDIN'		
LONG AND HARD		
FROM HIS SADDLE		
SWEAT WAS DRIPPIN'		
		
HE TIED HIS HORSE		
TO THE HITCHIN' POST		
WALKED INSIDE		
THE OLD SALOON		
		
HE WAS LOOKIN'		
FOR BILLY DEAN		
A TWO LEGGED SNAKE		
MAN, WAS HE MEAN 		
		
CHORUS		
THE RATTLESNAKE SALOON		
WHERE THE WHISKEY FLOWS		
THE RATTLESNAKE SALOON		
WHERE THE BAD MEN GO		
THE RATTLESNAKE SALOON		
WHERE MANY HAVE DIED		
THE RATTLESNAKE SALOON		
WHERE FROM YOUR SIN 		
YOU CANNOT HIDE		
FROM YOUR SIN		
YOU CANNOT HIDE		
		
THE TIRED COWBOY		
SPOTTED THE ONE		
HE'D BEEN HUNTIN'		
NO MORE SEARCHIN'		
		
AS THEIR EYES MET		
GUNS WERE DRAWN		
THE OLD COWBOY		
BEAT HIM TO THE DRAW

AS DEAN FELL TO THE FLOOR
HE SAID, SORRY OLD MAN
DIDN'T MEAN TO KILL HER
GUESS YOU EVENED THE SCORE

(REPEAT CHORUS)


© 2017 Lyrics by Tony Harris (BMI)

Rattlesnake Saloon - Lyrics by Tony Harris - Featuring Bob Warner - Original

Hello Soundcloud, thanks for the Listens, Likes and Support. Im from Melbourne Australia, I have been playing guitar for many years now and played in two bands during the 80's & 90's (STOLEN CAR original) & (STORM cover),both bands never released any material. Since 2010 i have been writing songs and tunes and recording them in my music room (3rd Bedroom), i play Guitar, Bass, Keys, BFD2 Drums(programmed)and Vocals on all of my songs which i class as Demo's, I love all types of music but Hard Rock, Rock to Alternative appeals to me most.
ALL SONGS POSTED ARE SUBJECT TO COPYRIGHT.
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED BY THE OWNER.
Thanks again to everyone listening out there in the world, always looking forward to new material on Soundcloud,
Character Picture By, Rianna Borderick 2017
All artwork by Andrew Borderick
CONTACT : andrew@netec.com.au
Regards 
Andrew Borderick. (March 2017)

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