Really love your version of this brilliant song - such wonderfully expressive vocals!

Ich liebe die Stimme! Es ist feurig und sexy! 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼🔁

Very fresh and well done! Really great cover 😉👌

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I don't own any of this music ✔️
Full version song + multitracks on my Patreon ---- https://www.patreon.com/KatherineDriedSugar

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Wicked Game cover

Take me down
Throw me around
Cut me in half with your sharp tongue

You're under my skin
I'm cavin in as you
Suck all the air out of my lungs

But it's nothin new, nothin old
No story that
Ain't been told
So I won't say a thing tonight

You're a shooting star
But I wish you'd put the gun down
You're a work of art but I can't
Get close enough to touch now

Whenever we drive
Those searchin eyes are always
Stuck behind in the rearview

Are you afraid
Some rainy day
Your past might pull up behind you

But it's nothin new, nothin old
No story that
Ain't been told
So I won't say a thing tonight

You're a shooting star
But I wish you'd put the gun down
You're a work of art but I can't
Get close enough to touch now
You're an angel on earth
So now the lines are all blurred
You're a dream
And I can't wake up, I can't wake up

I don't want to
I don't want to
But I'm stuck on you
I don't want to
I don't want to

I don't want to
I don't want to
I don't want to
I'm stuck on you
Oh I'm stuck on you

Shooting Star

A Donkey Collab...
I raise my hoof in salute to https://soundcloud.com/33per ...

The verses are quoted from „Blade Runner“ (1982), which in turn quotes them slightly modified from a novel of the same title by Philip K Dick (1968).

Voight-Kampff-Test

1.
„You’re in a desert walking along in the sand 
When all of the sudden you look down, 
And you see a tortoise, it’s crawling toward you. 
You reach down, you flip the tortoise over on its back. 
The tortoise lays on its back, its belly baking in the hot sun, 
Beating its legs trying to turn itself over, but it can’t, 
Not without your help. But you’re not helping. 
Why is that?“


ref
Blood pressure and breathing rates are rising, 
The eyes are moving rapidly and the face is blushing 


2.
„You’re watching television. 
Suddenly you realize there’s a wasp crawling on your arm…
You're watching a stage play - a banquet is in progress.
The guests are enjoying an appetizer of raw oysters.
The entree consists of boiled dog.“


ref
Blood pressure and breathing rates are rising, 
The eyes are moving rapidly and the face is blushing, 
There’s tension upon the skin, 
A shudder from within…


3.
„You’ve got a little boy. He shows you his butterfly
collection plus the killing jar.
Describe in single words, only the good things 
That come into your mind about your mother.“
(Tell about your mother… tell in single words…)


ref
Blood pressure and breathing rates are drastically rising, 
The eyes are moving so rapidly and the face is blushing, 
There’s tension upon all skins, 
A shudder from deep within..


out:
Can you please tell me, am I… ?
Can you please, can you please
Can you please tell me, am i… ?
Would you say, would you say
Would you say that i am…?  (al fine)

Voight-Kampff Test (ft 33per)

My friend Louie died recently. We played together in a band called The Loose Diamonds. He was a lovely man and a living work of art.

https://pitchfork.com/news/king-louie-bankston-louisiana-garage-rock-mainstay-of-the-exploding-hearts-dies-at-49/

There’s a whole lot less cocaine in heaven tonight
The Milky Way ain’t looking half as wide
Loose diamonds in the sky
Fall like teardrops from my eyes
As the rising sun burns it’s ugly light
There’s a whole lot less cocaine in heaven tonight 

There was a man from Harahan who like an angel did sing
And he sure knew just how to pop a guitar string 
And though he often played the clown 
When the crowds would gather ‘round
Those in the know know that Louie was a king

It was reputed that he’d written the perfect song
A crystal blue confection coming in at 2 minutes and 27 seconds long
But the world heeded not
Rock n roll was an afterthought 
The king had left long before his kingdom had come

There’s a whole lot less cocaine in heaven tonight
The Milky Way ain’t shining half as bright
Loose diamonds in the sky
Like teardrops from my eyes
As the rising sun burns it’s ugly light
There’s a whole lot less cocaine in heaven tonight 

He once went to Whole Foods because he was not feeling well
He returned with five jars of pickles and a story to tell
The hippie cashier it seems 
Had seen his death in her dreams 
So we all laughed and raised five jars of pickle juice to his health

Sure, maybe he all wasn’t saintly and perfect 
But I tend to think the rock n roll was worth it
He had some dirty parts
He left some haunted hearts
But who amongst us isn’t tainted in this circus?

Like a feeling never felt
Like the King of Diamonds never dealt
Like a legend that may never be
Louie Bankston RIP

There’s a whole lot less cocaine in heaven tonight
Now the angel’s share ain’t enough to fly a kite
Stardust in the sky
Diamonds in my eyes
The rising sun burns it’s ugly light
There’s a whole lot less cocaine in heaven tonight 

Now that you have forsaken this fallow land 
Our hopes are dashed that you ever will reunite your one man band
And though my tongue may be planted in my cheek 
It is with great reverence that I do speak 
Of the King of Diamonds

Love, 
Your biggest fan

There’s a whole lot less cocaine in heaven tonight
The Milky Way ain’t looking half as wide
Loose diamonds in the sky
Like teardrops in my eyes
The rising sun burns it’s ugly light
There’s a whole lot less cocaine in heaven tonight 
There’s a whole lot less cocaine in heaven tonight 

A pariah, a piranha, a superstar
How I wonder what you are
Up above the world the world so high
Like a diamond in the sky
Like a diamond in the sky
Like a diamond in the sky

Like a diamond

King Of Diamonds

This a Poem written by Jo Richter Aka (Sonic Structures and Silent Stretches) He also is the maker of the Natural Weather,syth,bells track  and the Art. The drums come from Roland/Boss at 164 BPm. This is another wonderful poem from Jo. Many thanks to everyone!!

Solstice Weather Report
 
These solstice eyes 
have learned to disagree
with the varnish and dies
of vain pleasantry

The ugly devices of self-serving goons
casting their angst ridden bases
only to float their ego-balloons
have erased all the sky's visual graces.

This Solstice skin
has learned to shy away
from the deceptively Thin
pvc overlay.

this discount-priced vortex of dime-store illusion
raises hope from the ground at it's gust front
only to soil soils with futile pollution
as it scatters it's load in the minds of those stunned.

These Solstice ears
have learned to listen in
to the grumblings of fears
in the voice therein

Bared. in the open, prone to transform
Buds turn to flower when graced by the soft rain
fears provide courage to transcend the norm
letting go and becoming are one and the same.

Solstice Weather Report(A poem by Jo Richter)

This instrumental was created in the Spirit of the winter holidays. We tried to "capture" the "essences of the seasons..." from the cosmic wonder like shooting stars dancing across the night skies... to things we felt in the great outdoors from previous travels in Europe at various Kristkindle Markets, sipping a warm mug of gluhwein and warm freshly roasted chestnuts, as well as some of the overwhelming choices... the "game" of choosing a meaningful gift for the special folks in our lives from amongst the lovely assortment of crafts available at these delightful town center markets. We hope if you've never been, you get the opportunity to go to Europe to enjoy the "holiday magic..." on a scale we'd not experienced before... nor since that "exploration!" Until then, we hope this brings a little holiday cheer your way, perhaps close your eyes and picture yourselves amongst the delightful holiday smells and scenes to uplift your Spirit!

Again, we caution listeners to not drive or operate machinery while listening to our music done in a HZ unlike what most radio stations play... and to listen through headphones at a lower volume than you normally listen to most of your music, for optimum effect. Enjoy! 
Logic Pro X.
Copyright/Sound Recording/All Rights: Rainier Daze: One Stop. 
For Licensing Contact:
Rainier Daze
Rainierdaze@gmail.com

Spirit

Thank you to everyone who stopped and listened to this track
The new moon and the full moon are visited every month.
The person looked up at the night sky from the earliest times.
I look down at the moon while keeping distance always same as the earth.
The planet which looked at thing, all which happened on this earth.

The ｍoon lost in shining

Come on DOWN to the Abyss.....dictators; war criminals; so-called 'populist' politicians; despots; authoritarian nut jobs and the rest....you know who you are!! Welcome to the Abyss...meet up with your famous discredited forebears.

Intro. tunnel...synth, soprano saxes, oboes, clarinets, beats.
Edge of the abyss...flutes...oboes...soprano saxes
Descending into the heat...tenor saxes, clarinets
Getting hotter ....flames building..beats, clarinets, tenor saxes, flutes, sopranos.
Ouch!

Many thanks to Kahtnipp ( @kahtnipp ) for the striking artwork
Check out Kahtnipp on #SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/tFyik


Welcome To The Abyss

Senti che vento - A long deep storm

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by
Carlos Vivanco & Jason Mowry
Final mix by Jason Mowry
@asleepwithheadphones
@lazydadamusic

Sunset Cantina

Sunset Cantina by Jason Mowry & Carlos Vivanco

NOTHING BUT DUST

Hi! We are an Ukrainian music band "Dried Sugar" . 
We are playing grungy rock, indie rock 👏😉
First album is coming soon ⬇

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