DON'T WAKE UP FROM YOUR DREAM

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2017

Fade Away

Rise Again

You can't sleep, it's hot as hell, the window's open but makes no difference, then a saxophone riff starts looping inside your tired mind. It might not even exist in the real world, but it's in there, gnawing at your neurons. Time to light one up my friend...

Hot Night

A song from our new band Nebulae of Dawn! https://soundcloud.com/user-83652633/tracks
Music and mixing : Agapite https://soundcloud.com/agapite/tracks
Vocal : Amanda Sanderson  https://soundcloud.com/phoebeelena/tracks www.facebook.com/amanda.sanderson.777158
Lyrics, vocal, mixing and mastering : Lukowig  https://soundcloud.com/user-407534243/tracks https://www.facebook.com/Lukowig/ https://twitter.com/Lukowig
The female laughs come from a royalty free sounds bank.

Camille seul(e)

Oooh Camille seul(e)
est à plat...
Son rêve : m'étreindre dans ses bras.
Je gis au sol
si froid sans toi...
Mon rêve : m'éteindre dans tes bras.

Camille seul(e)
sait me comprendre...
Camille seul(e)
sait me prendre...
Camille seul(e)
sait me reprendre...
Camille nous seuls :
faits pour s'entendre...

Camille seul(e)
est à moi...
Sans trêve : me serrer dans ses bras.
Je suis le (la) seul(e)
si près de toi...
Sans grève : me terrer dans tes bras.

Camille seul(e)
sait être tendre...
Camille seul(e)
sait me détendre...
Camille seul(e)
sait me surprendre...
Camille nous seuls :
faits pour s'éprendre...

Camille seul(e)
m'oppresse parfois
je crève, m'effondre sans ses bras...
Mais Camille seul(e)
lit en moi,
m'élève quand elle (il) fond dans mes bras.

Camille seul(e)
peut m'entendre...
Camille seul(e)
peut me défendre...
De Camille seul(e)
je ne peux que dépendre :
Camille tu es ma (mon) seul(e)
fol(le) allié(e).

Camille seul(e) [ Agapite / Amanda Sanderson / Lukowig ]

JOY RIDE

DOWN BY THE SEA - Re-Mastered Aug 2020
Written, Performed & Produced by Andrew Borderick
Copyright 2019 AB Music All righte reserved.
Mastered by Soundcloud Aug 2020

IF I WAS A BIRD
I COULD FLY THE WORLD
OR LIVE DOWN BY THE SEA
WHERE THE WIND IS FREE

I'LL TAKE YOU THERE
I'LL MESS YOUR HAIR
WE'LL FIND A TREE
LIVE UP THERE AND SEE
THE WORLD BELOW

IF I WAS A FISH
I COULD SWIM THE SEA
I WOULD DIVE SO DEEP
SO NO ONE CATCH'S ME

I'LL TAKE YOU THERE
I'LL MESS YOUR HAIR
WE'LL FIND A PLACE
AND LIVE OUR LIVE'S AWAY
FROM WHAT'S UP THERE
(break)
IF I WAS A CAT
I WOULD CLIMB THE TREE
OR CATCH YOU BY THE SEA
IT'S JUST A PART OF ME

I'LL TAKE YOU THERE
I'LL MESS YOUR HAIR
DOWN BY THE SEA
A PLACE FOR YOU AND ME
WE LIVE BETWEEN,
I'LL TAKE YOU THERE
I'LL MESS YOUR HAIR
DOWN BY THE SEA
A PLACE FOR YOU AND ME
WE LIVE BETWEEN

2018 PRO TOOLS

Down by the Sea

DOWN BY THE SEA

This Is How I Trap

This is based on Phil McWalter's excellent track offered for open collaboration, which I thank him for making available.  https://soundcloud.com/phil-mcwalter/mcw-open-collab-just-add-your-own-vocals-or-whatever-you-wish

It's a bit rough around the edges, but hopefully I will have done some kind of justice to the original work.

I based the lyrics on a short story I wrote.

A Man Such as I Am

The holy writings inform us that day inevitably follows night. Perhaps it is night that follows day, but it is not for the likes of me to question the teachings of the Prophet. I’ve always seen the breaking of day, like the breaking of fresh bread or the turning of topsoil, as an affirmation of life. It is the same, whether I wake to sow seed in the furrows of home, or to reap the souls of men on faraway fields. My spirit ascends like the morning mist with the blessing of the sun.

Tomorrow will be no different. When the pearlescent hue of morning begins to bleed through the barred window high above me, I will greet the new day with anticipation, even some small pleasure, though Dawn will be the herald of my last day on this earth. No ransom will be paid for one of my low birth. I’ve understood this from the first. God has made us to be as we are, servants of his will. I pray my creator finds no failure in my devotion.

I’ve always taken pleasure in the small things in life, in the satisfaction of a day’s work done well. I believe there is a virtue intrinsic to a well crafted piece of furniture, or the finely honed edge of an axe. It is in such precision that truth or falseness will be revealed. I’ve undertaken my duty with the same purpose; to fight, to live or die in the service of my Lord for reasons often obscure to me. I’ve fought without passion or prejudice, but with determination, certainty and no little skill.

I pray that he who must part my head from my shoulders on the morrow will be a man such as I am.

Embrace Inhumanity

Embrace Inhumanity (Phil McWalter Open Collaboration)

Vocals - Fat Pockets / @fatpockets
BG Vocals - Johanna Fegan / @johanna-fegan
Beat production - Uncle Ace Ha / @ace-ha

Mixed and mastered by Fat Pockets.

This is a Mega Royal production! Don't Sleep!!!

Blabbermouth (beat Uncle Ace ha)

Never make it in the mob, Cant stop your jaw 
Bird ass motherfucker squawking like McCaw
Cant trust your ass, Word aint shit its gas
Disappears in the wind without bending the grass
You’re the pony express before the telegrams 
On your high horse with passive aggro force
On all fours looking through the crack in the door
Now you’re ready to report to your overlord

Whose got the loose lips sinking all the cruise ships?
Toss him over board and lets  move onward 
Cant be bothered with these mobsters, don’t know the code
Cant show them the ropes, cuz they think that they know
First offense is a bloody nose, but the consequences
Will continually get more severe as you go
Concrete feet, headed for the deep
Aint no leniency for the chronic leakers, you see?

You aint nothing but a mother trucking blabbermouth
blabbermouth aint got no friends

I got a problem with the people that always got a problem
Once a upon a time Allanis sang isn’t it ironic
Chronic squeaky wheels getting all the good grease
for the sake of hood peace Ima let it slide
But Im horrified by your big-eyed battle cry
Like a mountainside dropping earth on the mortified
Taking pleasure in pain and feeling justified
Like the sun through glass, burns the bugs ass

But I’m here to reclaim and shine a light on the game
Block out the bold noises and extinguish the flames
Old school renegade, neighbor hood vigilante
Bearded emcee brigade, with the well stocked pantry
Over compensating for the lazy Lil Xannys
Still living with their moms in their grannies house
Some one gave the little mouse a laptop and wifi
But a wise guy got the peanut butter in the trap

This is a very serious issue that must be addressed
Whole lot of gum flapping going on, best to mind your own biz
Don’t make me name names, you know who you are
Just shut your mouth

Blabbermouth feat. Johanna Fegan (beat Uncle Ace Ha)

The black eye stares
But doesn't see
The crackhead floats
But he's never free

The fire is dark
Awaits the match
No ember to kindle
No flame to catch

I wish I'd something left to wish for
I wish I cared
I'd step over the edge for you
If I dared

The house lies silent
No piano plays
Not even the echo of yesterdays

Cold and empty
Reality thin
A home's just a building
When no one's in

I wish I'd something left to wish for
I wish I cared
I'd step over the edge for you
If I dared

Empty House

RAISE THE FUNK
Happy to announce my 13th collaboration with Hans Albers(Clouders for:)
Vocals: Urban Shokker
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/7217/raise-the-funk-acapella-with-additional-stems-by-urbanshokker-96bpm-funk-acapella
On Soundcloud:
https://soundcloud.com/urban-shokker
Lillithe: backing track, arrangement and production
Guitar: Hans-Michael Albers
Bass and Mastering:  Paploviante
https://soundcloud.com/paul-racle

RAISE THE FUNK (Vocals Urban Shokker) - Hans-Michael Albers / Paploviante (Prod. Lillithe)

Dred Foot Hill

Grand thank you to all. I sincerely apologize I have not had time to comment personally with as many of you as I would love to. I promise to dedicate so great time to give you all feedback on the wonderful music I have had an honor to listen to! (Mid July)! Always continuing mass promo, have ensued some great wonderfully prosperous and hopefully magnificent project to raise the bar for you all. Once last time much love THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH !!! PLEASE LET KEEP THE HYPE UP AND KEEP HAVING A FANTASTIC YEAR!!!  

CHEERS, DJXNBRS!!

Psychedelic Consciousness The Places You Go

Summer Tune

Tattoo Tribute 

Been a long time since you put that mark on your skin
A black n ink gesture faded and oh so thin
When you did that thing – my heart was pounding my chest
I felt we were forever – I was drunk on a love obsessed

Yes it’s been a long time now and our bond is torn tissue
Yes it’s been a long time now 
Since you showed your tattoo tribute
Since you showed your tattoo tribute

Why’d you do that arty thing – don’t make any sense right now
Cause you became a blue shadow walking with eyes cast down
When you made your mark – I guess it was your stage show
You thrilled your friends  - so zany whacky and stoned 

Now you’re on your phone  – and I got the silent scream
Those days of the gesture  – buried in the grave of dreams

TATTOO TRIBUTE

I have never recorded with acoustic guitar, so this is my first try.
I hope you like this small instrumental.

N.O.B.S. II

Fragile

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More Than Words

More Than Words - Skiessi & Hverheij

Another great musical experience working with the supremely talented SPIRALIZER!

Produced by Spiralizer
@spiralizer

Transparent Objects | Spiralizer + Belial Pelegrim

The inimitable Annie Smart and I cover one of the twentieth century's most poignant "love's lost" songs by Johnny Mathis and Deniece Williams.
Much thanks to Annie for rendering such  touching vocals on this our first collaboration together. 
Please be sure to visit her exquisite body of work at https://soundcloud.com/annie-smart-1.
Visit the works of Ver2xif(Martin Jones at:https://soundcloud.com/ver2xif
It is our pleasure to present to you,  "Too Much, Too Little, Too Late"

Too Much, Too Little, Too Late with Annie Smart

Track shows a very delicate theme and a quite hard-riffed part, both alternating and finally flowing up to an endless symphonic dream (words are half a poem I wrote previously (not these, but lyrics below)).

Letra  /  Translated lyrics:

No despiertes (Sólo un sueño)  /  Don’t you wake up (Only a dream)

No... despierta... no... no despiertes  /  No ... wake up ... no ... don’t you wake up
no, cuidado... no despiertes, na na na na na...  /  no, take care ... don’t you wake up, na na na na na…
... despierta al fin y date cuenta  /  ... wake up at last and realize
de que todo ha sido un sueño, na na na na na...  /  everything has been a dream, na na na na na...

Una vez más, nervios y resentimiento,  /  Once again, nerves and resentment,
todo en mi vida es sueño, sólo ha sido eso.  /  everything in my life is a dream, it has only been so.

Y de nuevo, con el tiempo,  /  And again, with time,
incubando un nuevo sueño,  /  incubating a new dream,
me voy hundiendo en mis propios brazos,  /  I am sinking in my own arms,
me acuno, me canto y me voy acostumbrando...  /  cradle myself, sing to myself and get used...

Otro escenario, otros personajes,  /  Another stage, other characters,
la misma historia, na na na na na...  /  the same story, na na na na na...
que durará un día, un milenio,  /  which will last one day, a millenium,
toda mi vida, na na na na na...  /  all my life, na na na na na...

Pero sin duda vendrán a despertarme  /  But undoubtedly the laughs of people
las risas de la gente, alguna tarde.  /  will come to wake me up, any evening.

Y entonces, con miedo...  /  And then, fearfully...

No... despierta… no… no despiertes (…)  /  No ... wake up ... no ... don’t you wake up (…)

No despiertes (Sólo un sueño)

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DON'T WAKE UP FROM YOUR DREAM

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