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The Ghost Vessel

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Spotify : https://open.spotify.com/track/54OjBrZKmfrJdJbCUHyGLW?si=cOfH0Y19Q26PjC3tOPEoKQ

Happy Weekend

I present to you something I had a lot of fun with. Peace !!!!
Artwork by Keuj - Illustrateur https://keju.net

Produced with:
Equipment - Akai MPK249 and Roli Seaboard Rise 25 with a Roland JU-06 and Focusrite Scarlett 2i2 with a Rode NT1A Condenser Mic
Software: Reaper DAW and Mastered in SEQUOIA 15 
Software instruments - Omnisphere , Trilian, Kontakt6, Addictive Drums, Hive2.1, Dronar Ultimate, Retrologue, SWAM Violin, Battery, Fabfilters,  Valhalla and Kaerhause FX

DaNaNaDumDum

Cut through the static—Three Photons is broadcasting pure analog soul from a rain-slicked midnight in Chicago

I have been playing around with.....ii V I progressions and the Bebop A dominant scale. I call this one an Indie Dark Jazz flavor. Hope you will like some part of it and maybe hum along before it ends..... 
Thank you René for feedback on the first draft! 

Live from Chicago 
Written by TJG March 2021
Mix 1: March 23, 2021

Technical Details
Recorded at Princeton Studio
Guitars
Rhythm 1: Guild DV52
Rhythm 2: Les Paul Standard
Lead1: Fender Stratocaster
Bass: Fender Squire

Percussion: 
Pearl Cajon Mach 2 – with brushes
Pearl Hi Hat with Zildjian symbols - with brushes - no idea what I'm doing here, but I like working the foot pedal. 

Mics: Neumann TLM 67 (vocal)
AGK 414 & Shure KSM44 on guitars, cajon and hi hat

Software: Pro Tools
Vocals: TG

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. I used an input and output transformer to give some additional harmonic distortion......I just like pushing the buttons and watching the reels spin…;-)


Verse 1
They’re all buying guns
To take a shot at you
But you’re still smiling
Because you died a long time ago
Two bullets through your soul

Refrain 1
It’s live from Chicago
Let the camera roll 
It’s live from Chicago

Verse 2
When the morning breaks
The camera fades away
But you’re still smiling
Because you’re still standing tall
Two bullets through your soul

Refrain2
Let the camera roll 
It’s live from Chicago
How was I to know?
Two bullets through your soul
It's live from Chicago

outro
How was I to know?
It's live from Chicago....

Let the camera roll
It's live from Chicago
How was I to know?
Two bullets through your soul
It's live from Chicago
How was I to know?
Two bullets through your soul
Here in Chicago
How was I to know?
Two bullets through your soul
let the cameras roll
let the cameras roll
it's life in Chicago
it's life in Chicago

Two bullets through your soul
It's live from Chicago

Live from Chicago

This is the 3rd song Bitzone, Frawstakwa, and I have worked on together for my CKP page. I wanted this latest track to continue with the electronic hip hop vibe we had established with our previous two tracks.  Bitzone dug into his rich production archive and found a beat 10 years deep that met the criteria. This time I sent the track first to Frawstakwa to switch things up, since the last two songs I had started off. Frawstakwa came up with these deep metaphysical verse and chorus lyrics and I added a literal interpretation with my verse that I hoped would complement his meaning while keeping in theme with the previous two tracks. Bitzone then worked his magic and transformed the track into an electronic hip hop rock fusion. And then for a final surprise, he asked Joerxworx to join in with some futuristic EWI. In the end, I like that this track is different from It Ain’t Looking Good and Trendsetting and I think it points at a possible new direction for the next track we all work on together. 

Thank you for all your listenings, comments, playlists, radio spins, and purchases. The musical team is eternally grateful. 
Don’t loose hope, keep faith in yourself and your community, be creative, and persist.

Bitzone: Music, Mix, and Production
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
bitzones.net
Joerxworx: Akai EWI
https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx
RS Frawstakwa: Verse Lyrics and Chorus and Vocals
https://soundcloud.com/frawstakwa
Couch King: Verse Lyrics, Vocals, and Vocal Arrangement
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
She’s Excited: Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/she-s-excited
https://she-s-excited.bandcamp.com/album/my-own-crazy
Intro: Michio Kaku

Lyrics

Oh, this is just great 
Yo, gimme a break 
No, Freudian slip made
So, it’s no mistake
Go, psycho analyze it 
Though, am I insane
In the membrane
Or normal
It’s weird right?
We’re here but so briefly
Mere mortals
Appears our fate is foretold
How unfortunate 
Of course there’s this
Who says we have to forfeit free will
Forget about it
We are forward thinkers 
And forces of nature
Scratch that - supernatural
Look at how we have grown
And evolved
Lets explore
What’s beyond
What is known 
And accepted by all
Be omnidirectional 
Slow, in the fast lane 
Flow, like a mixtape
For, goodness sake
Over and over again 
Face total
Loss of control
Lack of faith
Don’t trip though
Effects cause vertigo
Catch wreck, let ‘em know
Fact check, general 
Search, research
Both the world and the earth
First you learn
Then you teach
Art and culture
To reach out and touch 
All of the people 
Them, no doubt indeed

Bitzone and the Couch King

One stereo image
Audio visual one

Sirobosi Frawstakwa
#frawstakwaforyou

What difference does it make
If at any given rate
The only thing that matters in the end is too late

What difference does it make
If at any given rate, yo!

Have you ever felt alone
In a place so dark, so vast, so cold

Everyday I pass by
The same lame busted gate 
The same 
Boarded up broken windows and
Old rusted grates
The same
Overflowing trash cans continue to accumulate with a ever-growing stench that won’t abate 
It’s the same
Neighborhood cats talking smack on da crates 
It’s the same
Families falling flat with not enough food on their plates
I’m passin’ by the same
Kids in baseball hats standing wet in wait 
Out there gettin’ rained on cause the bus is running late 
It straight 
Hasn’t changed at all 
What difference does it make
I’m still awake at dawn 
Exerting on 
Getting my debt rate gone
Word is born
What difference does it make
Cause pass generations gone
Still couldn’t pass it on
What difference does it make

What difference does it make 
If at any given rate
Things just stay the same

What difference does it make 
If at any given rate
We keep on playing games

What difference does it make 
If at any given rate
There really isn’t even anything else left for me to say

What Difference Does It Make

Bitzone, Joerxworx, RS Frawstakwa & the Couch King - What Difference Does It Make

CLUB APOCALYPSE - ft. KIEF NEBULA "We just wanna have some fun in these end times." (Lyrics by Grimm Justice & Kief Nebula) (Beat by @Allrounda) (Mixed & Mastered by Kief Nebula)

Enter The Mask

Club Apocalypse

ENTER THE MASK (Album)

👾CLUB APOCALYPSE👾 - ft. KIEF NEBULA

It was added to my album "Ambient Phantom".
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Compass

Many of my songs use a story as a metaphor for a message. This is a good example of that. Reader's Wife is about hypocrisy, how we can point an accusing finger at someone when actually are we any different. 

READER'S WIFE
Through the fun times and the bad
And despite all the tiffs we'd had
A little secret I'd enjoyed
I flicked the pages and my life is destroyed

A little picture small but true
I guess the angle flattered you
Well if you are a reader's wife
Well what the hell are you doing in my life?
A broken promise I was the man in your life

The one page that isn't stuck together caught me cold
I never really saw you as the type on centrefold
Of all the mags beneath the bed
Fingered through and read and read
There was not any feelings meant
You see me as the shyer sought
You don't know half of what I bought
You never guessed that you'd be caught

And in a sick and twisted way
I won't throw the book away
I'll leave it open on the page
With a note that tells how I feel outraged
And like a hypocrite I'll claim I'm betrayed

Reader’s Wife

A Wisconsin anthem...sort of....
Are you addicted to cheese curds? Crave whitefish livers and a cold Leinie's? Spend hours sitting on a bucket, ice fishing at twenty below zero, but release all the fish cause you'd rather have a burger?
Another single from the upcoming Penelope's Thrill album, "Twilight on Tunnel Road," due out on April 26, 2021. 
Main guitars on this are a Vintage Modified Strat playing the fast-picking melodic riff and my '66 Guild Starfire XII filling things out and playing the lead. They are joined by my Gretsch 5622T and '78 Guild S-60.

“Clockwork Clouds”
Words & Music by Timothy Walsh

Nothing I say gives you a clue.
You just want me singing the blues.
But I don’t know how to choose—
too many things jostling my mind like leaves in the wind.

And this corn looks so fine, but I’m losing my mind,
living out here in the countryside
with these cows and this corn—
never forlorn—some say it’s paradise
and I guess that’s maybe true but….

CHORUS: Take me through the skies
above the world we know,
looking at these clockwork clouds from so far below.
Take me past the stars, somewhere far away.
Looking at these clockwork clouds for so many days.

Tell me again, why am I here?
Looking at clouds in the stratosphere.
I don’t feel so alone cause I’ve got this here phone,
the Packers on the tele, a sixpack on ice.

When I’m walking the fields calculating the yields,
the clouds are floating by like cottony shields.
There’s manure and milk, soybeans and corn silk,
Bears fans down in Janesville but I don’t mix with that ilk, so….

CHORUS

Wisconsin’s my home so I’m never alone.
There’s cows and curds and cheese and birds
and whitetails in the woods.
And there’s wolves and black bears,
our meatpackers shares,
the green of spring and gold of fall really tell it all.

We harvest ginseng roots, trim Christmas tree shoots,
grow fine leaf tobacco for your big cheroots.
Red tail on the wing, it just makes you sing.
Turkey vultures circling like angels in the sky.

And there’s cows and there’s corn, whitefish livers and porn,
Northwoods hair salons where no one lives but the trees.
And there’s trout streams and hills, Lake Superior’s thrills—
ice fishing in winter, sitting on a bucket in the wind.

Words & music by Timothy Walsh
Timothy Walsh: Vocals, guitars, bass
Recorded and mixed by Timothy Walsh at Yew Tree Studios
(that is, a tiny upstairs room in my house nestled amid century-old yew trees)
©2021 by Timothy Walsh. This recording ©2021 Timothy Walsh
All rights reserved.

Twilight on Tunnel Road

Clockwork Clouds

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This is an older track that I forgot but while doing some kind of spring cleaning….so to speak in my external hard drives, came across this one. I asked Arkestar if he would consider adding his awesome vocals to it and he said yes. Very happy about that as I really love his voice and his work.
Anyway, this is about moving on in life, letting the past, your old life behind, moving towards something new, something better. I thought this was the perfect time to post this track, as in today’s uncertainty, not really knowing what’s going on, I’d rather choose optimism as anything is possible. Enjoy a bit of hope and happiness. Love to all. Copyright protected ©
Produced by Nathalie B20
Male vocals & Lyrics: Arkestar
Female vocals & lyrics: Nathalie B20

Metamorphosis Ft. Arkestar ©

Are you ready? 

Jason Akita: guitars https://soundcloud.com/kobe-akita and https://soundcloud.com/kobe-akita/new-peters-akita-2
Me: the rest, including mean vocal and dirty, demented harmonica

One World Town (Brian Peters)

Let there be darkness
And let there be light
Let the sun and the moon
Keep the day and the night
Let there be evil
And let there be good
Another War of the Worlds
Where the Tree of Knowledge stood

Let there be pleasure
And let there be pain
Let the living mourn the dead
And let the dead rise again
Let there be trouble
Between the old and the young
Another Tower of Babel
A confusion of tongues
-
Don't wanna live in a one world town
Where nobody knows what is real
Where there is no up and there is no down
Cause you were made with magic
On the Potter's wheel
-
Let there be heaven
Let there be hell
From the Book of Revelations
To the worlds of HG Wells
Let there be loving
And let there be hating
Let a man know within himself
Of the road he is taking

Let there be heroes
Let there be gods
Let there be rebels
Who live under the sword
Let there be greatness
Outcasts and giants
Let the martyrs carve the roadways
With the prophets and the saints
-
Don't wanna live in a one world town
Where nobody knows how to feel
Where there is no up and there is no down
Cause you were made with magic
On the Potter's wheel

One World Town (w Jason Akita)

A song from the album 'Spirits Of The Witchwood'
Full album:
amandasanderson.bandcamp.com/album/spir…-witchwood

Mixing and production: Verulium
https://verulium.bandcamp.com

Vocals: Amanda Kim Sanderson

Spirits Of The Witchwood

A Fateful Midsummer Night

01 - SA - Albion One - eDNA - String Hit MW - Smooths_Low String Stabs Shorter Decay MW_Beauty Strings MW - Straight Gate
02 - UVI - FALCON - Atmospherics - Ethereal - Lost Orbiter
03 - SA - OACE - Chamber Grid

Lost Orbiter

Rage against

I start this new album with better sound by means of one of my more beloved and evolved songs ever, a structured piece with progressing parts.

LETRA   /   TRANSLATED LYRICS:

BIEN, MAL (LLUVIA VIEJA)    /   WELL, BADLY (OLD RAIN)

Sí, no, ¿por qué no?   /   Yes, no, why not? 
estoy pensando que esto no es lo mejor.   /   I am thinkinkg this is not the best.
Bien, mal, ¿tú qué tal?   /   Well, badly, what about you?
de repente me he puesto a pensar.   /   Suddenly I have started to think.

El tiempo esparcido entre mis amigos   /   Time scattered among my friends
 es el más valioso cuando estoy contigo.   /   is the most valuable one when I am with you
Los ratos vividos estando contigo   /   Moments lived being with you
 son reconfortantes cuando estoy perdido.   /   are comforting when I feel lost. 
Tengo que buscarlos entre mis amigos,   /   I must search for them among my friends
tengo que encontrarlos, pero ya se han ido todos.   /   I must find them, but they are all gone already.

Fumando   /   Smoking 
tras los cristales   /   behind the windows
mojados de lluvia vieja.   /   wet with old rain
Recuerdos   /   Memories
 que me llevan flotando   /   carry me floating
 a estar con ella.   /   to be with her

Tengo que buscarlos entre mis amigos.   /   I must search for them among my friends

Tú, yo, ¿qué sé yo?   /   You, me, what do I know?
está lloviendo pero tengo calor.   /   It is raining but I feel hot
Qué, quién, ¡mírame!   /   What, who, look at me !
soy todavía quien empezaste a querer.   /   I am still who you started do love

Soy todavía quien empezaste a querer.  /   I am still who you started do love

ER13PB01 ©1995 E-RUIZZO – ®2013 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;)

Image: "Prickle prick cactus", photo by Ruizzoidman

Bien, mal (Lluvia vieja)

Lyrics, mixing: Myckaël Marcovic https://soundcloud.com/myckael-marcovic/tracks
Music, vocal, mixing and mastering: Lukowig www.facebook.com/Lukowig/ twitter.com/Lukowig
Illustration: Lukowig and Myckaël Marcovic

Je suis le vieux forçat de cette forteresse
Aux invisibles murs, mais remplis de murmures
Tournant en procession au fond de cette pièce
Où mon âme n’a plus que des lambeaux d’armures.

Et tel un condamné, j’entends leur psalmodie
Gémir à demi-mots leur sourde messe-basse
Tombant à gros flocons dans l’hiver infini,
Ressusciter sans cesse un passé qui se glace.

Aux âmes condamnées, l’enfer est ici-bas.
Les regrets éternels sont, plus que tout, vivants
Quand ils rongent l’espoir dont l’unique combat
Est de cautériser les jambes du présent.

Mais quand revient le soir, loin des bruits de la ville,
Que la folle vitrine amusant le passant
Remet le fond de tain d’un miroir indocile,
J’y revois, impuissant, le passé lancinant.

Puis dans ce grand mouchoir qui se prend pour mon lit,
J’allonge ma défaite, inutile d’aisance,
Comme si en dormant, les conseils de la nuit
Allaient soudain venir dans ce port de plaisance.

Aux âmes condamnées, l’enfer est ici-bas.
Les regrets éternels sont, plus que tout, vivants
Quand ils rongent l’espoir dont l’unique combat
Est de cautériser les jambes du présent.

L’amour a tout l’esprit et tout le corps divin.
Et si j’en perds le nord, c’est que par tous mes sens
Il m’y anéantit, pour un oui, pour un lien
Qui n’aura d’heureux que le poids de l’inconscience.

Aux âmes condamnées, l’enfer est ici-bas.
Les regrets éternels sont, plus que tout, vivants
Quand ils rongent l’espoir dont l’unique combat
Est de cautériser les jambes du présent.
24 mai 2017

Aproximate translation :

I am the old convict of this fortress
With invisible walls, but full of murmurs
Turning in procession at the bottom of this room
Where all my soul has left are tatters of armor.

And like a condemned man, I hear their psalmody
Moaning half-words their deaf low mass
Falling to large flakes in the infinite winter,
Constantly resurrecting a frozen past.

To the doomed souls, hell is down here.
Eternal regrets are, more than anything, alive
When they eat away hope whose only fight
Is to cauterize the legs of the present.

But when we come back in the evening, far from the sounds of the city,
Let the crazy window amuse the passerby
Put back the bottom of one of those indocile mirrors,
I can’t help but remember the haunting past.

Then in this big handkerchief that thinks it’s my bed,
I lengthen my defeat, useless of ease,
As if in sleep, the tips of the night
Suddenly would come to this marina.

To the doomed souls, hell is down here.
Eternal regrets are, more than anything, alive
When they eat away hope whose only fight
Is to cauterize the legs of the present.

Love has all the spirit and all the divine body.
And if I lose the north, it’s because of all my senses
He destroys me, for a yes, for a link
Who will be happy only by the weight of unconsciousness.

To the doomed souls, hell is down here.
Eternal regrets are, more than anything, alive
When they eat away hope whose only fight
Is to cauterize the legs of the present.

May 24, 2017

Le forçat du passé

Le forçat du passé [Myckaël Marcovic and Lukowig]

The 17 Brent Thugs - Id(i)o(t)lize

She's Back Again

J’AIME QUAND C’EST LE BORDEL
ET QUE TRAINENT PAR TERRE
LES SOUVENIRS À LA PELLE
LES MOTS D’AMOUR À L’ENVERS
QUAND JE SAIS PAS POURQUOI JE PLEURE
ET QU’UNE PEINE INCONNUE ME RAVAGE LE CŒUR
QUAND LES REGRETS LES FEUILLES MORTES
S’AMASSENT À MA PORTE OH

J’AIME QUAND C’EST LE BORDEL
ET QUE TOUT VALSE EN COURANT D’AIR
LES MOTS D’AMOUR À LA POUBELLE
LA RIGOLADE ET LA COLÈRE
LES GENS QUI RIENT LES GENS QUI PLEURENT
ET LA TOURETTE DU BATTEUR
WHAT A BREAK OH MAN WHAT A BREAK
IT SEEMS TO ME YOUR STICKS HAVE A HELL OF A SHAKE

OH LE BORDEL
LE CHAOS RÈGNE DANS LE MONDE
ET DU HAUT DE LA TOUR EIFFEL
JE VOIS DES ENTRAILLES QUI GRONDENT
JE VOIS UN BONHOMME QUI PLEURE
LES LARMES LUI GICLENT DU CŒUR
IL A FAIT DU MAL À PERSONNE
PERSONNE NE LUI A FAIT DU BIEN

IT’S HARD TO SEE A GOOD MAN WEEPING
IT’S HARD TO SEE A GOOD MAN WEEPING

J’AIME QUAND C’EST LE BORDEL
ET QUE ÇA CASSE LA ROUTINE
J’AIME QUAND MARIANNE SE FAIT BELLE
POUR SUCER LA BITE À POUTINE

ÇA ME FAIT PLEURER QUE JE PLEURE
MOI QUI AI TELLEMENT BON CŒUR
ASSIS SUR LE BORD DU TROTTOIR
JE CROIS ME VOIR 

IT’S HARD TO SEE A GOOD MAN WEEPING
IT’S HARD TO SEE A GOOD MAN WEEPING

MOI LA VUE D’UN HOMME QUI PLEURE
ÇA ME FAIT MAL ÇA ME FAIT MAL ÇA ME FAIT MAL AU CŒUR
C’EST COMME UN GÂCHIS DE SOLEIL
SI C’EST UNE FEMME PAREIL
UN GOSSE? JE MEURS

J’AIME QUAND C’EST LE BORDEL…

IT’S HARD TO SEE A GOOD MAN WEEPING
IT’S HARD TO SEE A GOOD MAN WEEPING

LE BORDEL

LE BORDEL (Lyrics)

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