SOULS IN THE BORDER OF PLASTIC LOVE

WRITTEN, PRODUCED, ARRANGED AND PERFORMED BY: DOMINIQUE MONIQUE aka  DOMINIQUEFRENCH
INSTRUMENTAL REPLAYED, ARRANGED & VOCALS MIXED BY: JOE WEINBER aka (COtu) TREY W
MASTERING BY: MARK FELISH-NY

LOVING U LOVING ME

Loving-U-Loving-Me

Rodolfo https://soundcloud.com/rplanes gave me this piece and title to write a lyric around. I was drawn to man's not unnatural obsession with the cosmos from the earliest days, through using it to navigate the world and gain power, to now potentially using it as a last ditch escape from our polluted and depleted home. I particularly enjoyed this song as I get to sing in Spanish and also a good proportion of this song is instrumental. So sit back and let this journey wash over you. Many thanks to Rodolfo for all his great work and a special thanks to you for listening. Mark

Rodolfo Planes - Music composition, instrumentation, arrangement, production and mix.
Me - Vocals and lyrics

Southern Star by Rodolfo Planes and Mark J Bennett

It’s written in the stars,
When seen from Earth,
Venus… even Mars.
Whatever it’s worth.

The Southern Star 
The Southern Star 

Is that ‘Pie in the Sky’? 
Take the bait,
Maybe just a lie,
Trust in fate?

The Southern Star 
The Southern Star 

Estrella del sur
Estrella del sur
Estrella del sur
Es la clave,
Del rumbo del destino
Del rumbo del destino.
(Southern star, it's the key from the course of destiny)

Man’s knowledge and skill,
Charts land and sea.
In order to fulfil,
Destiny			
 
The Southern Star 
The Southern Star 

Celestial sphere,
Obscured now by,				
Tears and fear.
The end is nigh.		

The Southern Star 
The Southern Star 

Estrella del sur
Estrella del sur
Estrella del sur
Sin la clave,
Nos niega el destino
El curso del…
El curso del	destino
(Southern star, without the key, fate denies us the course of destiny)

 
Need and hunger, 
Has our innocence
Rent asunder, 
By its wickedness
 
The Southern Star 
The Southern Star 

Escape to stars.
Throw right off of your
Shackles and bars.
We need to endure.

The Southern Star 
The Southern Star 

Estrella del sur
Estrella del sur
Estrella del sur
Sin la clave,
Nos niega el destino
El curso del…
El curso del destino
(Southern star, without the key, fate denies us the course of destiny)

Southern Star - Continental Collision (Rodolfo Planes/Mark J Bennett)

Thank You very much for 1300 plays! ❤️

This is little experiment for me - a revamp of an other persons track.
About 4 months ago I came across a song by Donak RV "Duo Melodica" https://soundcloud.com/donakrv/duo-melodica. I really liked it, and since I was working on the song "You Can Count on Us", I had a free nylon guitar from @heavyocitymedia Foundations on hand. I started improvising to it... and this remix/revamp was born ;) I sent Donak RV a sample and he agreed to let me perform this "devastation" of his track ;) This version is made on the basis of an MP3 file downloaded from the author's profile. A stem version is still in development.

I hope You'll like it at least a bit :)

Duo Melodica (R.U.R.'s Nylon Guitar MP3 Revamp)

Donak RV - Duo Melodica (R.U.R.'s Nylon Guitar MP3 Revamp)

This is the lead track from the set of songs that I began with Wou-Wou & the Wormling during the start of the turmoil and chaos brought upon by the pandemic. This is also the first part of four tracks within the album directly based on Wou-Wou’s comic, The Shrike. It has been incredible working with Bitzone and Stricknice throughout the project as well. It is always cool when the everyone in the stag heard works well togehter and brings distinct yet complimentary ideas to the mix. Big thanks also to Weighty Tree for introducing his groovy style of neopsychedelica to the rut! 

May everyone be victorious at their turn during the rut.

Track Credits:
The Weighty Tree: Guitars
https://soundcloud.com/theweightytree
https://theweightytree.bandcamp.com
Stricknice: Intro Guitars, Samples and Sample Work, Keys
https://soundcloud.com/j-nice-6
Bitzone: Drums, Orchestration, Mix, and Master
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
www.bitzones.net
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Reverse Guitar, Bass, Mellotron, Synths, Original Demo Track, Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
wouwouandthewormling.bandcamp.com
www.youtube.com/channel/UCy0rEOgxbaIcWbZZuxAKVmA
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Ending Samples, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com

Lyrics

Intro
Several weeks after the events of The Great Scurry, all had returned back to normal in the autumnal forest. Nature has a way of quickly shaking off the traumas of the past and returning to its most basic of desires. You see, all of life yearns to mate and procreate, and while most that experience defeat from the stronger or rejection from those seeking the fitter, muster the determination to get back up again, some take their spurning to heart, as if they were more deserving than nature intended, where it festers and begins to grow a new grotesque life of its own.     

Verse
Word 
Yo
As antlers crashed with the desperation of lust 
And the scent of musk in the air
I couldn’t help but take notice there
Was a sweet smell of autumn 
Carried in the gust 
Of wind  
It is a beautiful time of the year
When the does come into estrus 
And there is only one thing on my mind
I must get some of that behind 
I find
Times like these to be harbingers 
That linger
I could count times like these on my fingers
If I didn’t have hooves 
And wasn’t crashing to the ground 
With the sound of defeated dreams 
Of games of hard to get
And multiple days of getting wet 
I let the overwhelming excitement of rut
Get the best of me 
And now am crest fallen to see
The Doe that I thought was mine
Walk away with the buck that brought me down to the twines
Uh

The Shrike Pt. 1

The Weighty Tree, Stricknice, Bitzone, Wou-Wou & the Couch King - The Shrike Pt. 1

Now Christmas time is now passing and we are heading into a new year I would like to thank all of you who have taken your precious time to listen and support my music over the past year. I appreciate you all.

Music,arrangment,orchestration,mix and production :- Pablo

Christmas Passing

Texte Français et Google Translate

CROYONS EN NOUS

Un peu de sens bien réaliste
Quand on y pense, tout çà existe
Cacher ses maux, ne pas les vivre
Regarder haut  çà nous enivre.
Un peu d’amour, rien qu’une larme
Se faire des jours posant les âmes
Seront t’ils beaux, fera t’il sombre ?
Dans chaque haut, il y’a une ombre.
Un peu d’argent juste ce qu’il faut
C’est indécent d’en avoir trop
Les coins de rue montrent la misère
Des homme perdus sans rien y faire.

Croyons en nous, croyons-y fort
Voyons le bout, et puis d'abord
Restons debout, au mauvais sorts
Pas à genoux, une fois encore.
Dans un mal fou prenant nos corps
Prendre des coups sans avoir tord
Pensons à nous une fois encore.
Un point c'est tout et puis alors.

Un peu de rêve, des brins d’espoirs
Que rien n’achève pour mieux y croire
De l’utopie plus que raison
Entendre oui plutôt que non.
Un peu de chance, des coups de pot
Quand çà avance sont jamais trop
Un p'tit bonheur c'est bon à prendre
Et le meilleur c'est beau à rendre.
Un peu d'oubli sur l'importance
Prendre la vie comme elle avance
A chaque trou il faut remplir
Et jusqu’au bout bien se le dire.

Croyons en nous...

LET'S BELIEVE IN OURSELVES

A bit of realistic meaning
When you think about it, it all exists
Hide your pain, don't live with it
Looking up high intoxicates us.
A little love, just a tear
Have days resting the souls
Will they be beautiful, will it be dark?
In every top, there is a shadow.
A little money just enough
It's indecent to have too much
Street corners show misery
Men lost without doing anything about it.

Let's believe in ourselves, let's believe in ourselves
Let's see the end, and then first
Let's stay standing, bad luck
Not on your knees, again.
In a crazy evil taking over our bodies
Take blows without being wrong
Let us think of ourselves once again.
Period, that's all, so what.

A little dream, a bit of hope
That nothing ends to better believe it
Utopia more than reason
Hear yes rather than no.
A little luck, pot shots
When things progress, there are never too many
A little happiness is good to take
And the best part is beautiful.
A little forgetting about the importance
Take life as it goes
Each hole must be filled
And until the end, say it to yourself.

Let's believe in ourselves...

A little peace would be good
But we don't know what tomorrow is
A white flag slung over one shoulder
By slandering all the troubles.
A little emotion, which takes to the heart
Heat the cold for the best
Can do good in the spirit
Because for everyone nothing is written.

Let's believe in ourselves, let's believe in ourselves

CROYONS EN NOUS

First track from our new EP "Time Zones" now available on Engram Recordings: https://engramrecordings.bandcamp.com/album/time-zones
Premier morceau de notre nouvel EP "Time Zones" disponible dès maintenant sur Engram Recordings : https://engramrecordings.bandcamp.com/album/time-zones

Time Zones

1984 Cherche Soleil

Love

70's French Movie End

Vocals + lyrics: She's Excited! (https://soundcloud.com/she-s-excited)
Keys, bass + initial backing track: Greg (https://soundcloud.com/g-c-ess)
Aleatoric method, guitar, beat + production: Wou-Wou & The Wormling

Chords, tempo, time signature and lyric themes were all picked out at random using dice, coin flips and pulling prompts from a hat.

Artwork by Wou-Wou & The Wormling (https://www.instagram.com/wouwouandthewormling)

0304: Plastic or Steel (feat. She's Excited! & Greg)

PS Perkins: Guitars, bass, lyre, vocals
Ron Thomas: Autoharps, Drums

Production notes:
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Very early on we wanted to use autoharps on this song to create a sort of swirling backdrop, reminiscent of the harps in Indian/Bollywood soundtrack songs of the seventies.

Right away there were challenges because the song is in B flat and is not wholly diatonic to begin with, utilizing a chord built on the augmented lydian scale in the choruses. So rather than transpose the song to a more amenable key (since the chromatic bits weren't going to work no matter what key we used) we instead re-tuned the autoharp. Moving through the strings one by one we tuned them either up or down a half step where applicable to bring them into key. Where the augmented chord hit in the choruses, we excluded those notes so that the autoharp was filling the diatonic parts of the chords and omitting the accidentals. It took us several tries to get it right. In the end we arrived at a chord progression that could be strummed on the autoharp and the modified chords could be played with existing dampers.

We also tuned the lyre so that the top half of the strings included the chromatic augmented notes while the lower register of the lyre was tuned using the diatonic, so the lyre could play the melody all the way through both parts of the song.

The inspiration for this song was essentially fourfold:
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First, H.P. Lovecraft's terrifying necromancer Joseph Curwen (from "The Case of Charles Dexter Ward") who masked his true identity in order to thwart suspicion from his fellow townsfolk. He has many secrets lurking in his underground catacombs where he performs acts of necromancy most foul, extracting the "salts" of the dead in order to raise them at will and learn the secrets of ancient eldritch deities.

Second, a poem by Rudyard Kipling titled "En-Dor" which was a warning against the rise of spiritualism and the cost of communion with the dead in the early 20th century.

Third, the biblical Saul who traveled in disguise to visit a witch at the city of Endor in order to summon Samuel from the dead and garner advice on defeating the Philistines, but who only prophesies doom for Saul. Saul dies later the next day in the battle of Gilboa.

Lastly, the story of Odysseus communing with the underworld where he enlists the help of Tiresias to have a chat with the dead and secure for himself a safe journey home.

They all seek communion with the dead for one purpose: to gain knowledge which only those who have crossed over between realms might possess. 

Lyrics:
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A mask may reveal what it’s meant to conceal
From those who are standing beside us
Armor of pride, so we learn to abide
By the monsters which hide deep inside us
The monsters which lurk deep inside us
Oh, how they scratch and they bite us
The monsters which lurk deep inside us

Only to know what the professor knows

Eating black bread, wearing clothes of the dead
The soil soaked in honey around us
For fear if we failed, leave the ogre unveiled
And it’s back in the grave where they found us
Back in the grave where they found us
Freed from the ties which had bound us
Back in the grave where they found us

Only to know what the professor knows

In the catacomb vaults, we extracted the salts
From cadavers to lengthen our youth
Chanting the names at the edge of the flames
And a mirror to show us the truth
A mirror which speaks only truth
See how it seeks not to soothe
A mirror which speaks only truth

Only to know what the professor knows

In the underworld maze, in the night of no days
Concocting the plan we’re devising
Much to endure on the road to En-Dor
And to snatch from Elohim arising
To snatch from Elohim arising
Snatch from Elohim arising
Snatch from Elohim arising
Snatch from Elohim arising
Snatch from Elohim arising

BARDS:Of The Shimmering Seraphs

The Professor

Begin Again feat. Emily Coy
Vocals: Emily Coy
https://soundcloud.com/freevocals/emily-coy-begin-again-free-acapella
Backing Track Paploviante Burn
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/burn-open-collaboration-offer
Lillithe: adding…Sax, Beat, Synth,Vocals, Arrangement and Production

Begin Again feat. Emily Coy & Paploviante

Lights Off feat. CallMeDezz
Vocals and Lyrics CallMeDezz:
 https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/22218/lights-off-140bpm-trap-acapella
Paploviante E Bass, Music, Arrangement, Mix and Mastering

Lights Off feat. CallMeDezz

THE BORDER EXPRESS
Written by Mike from UNGUIDED EXPRESS (Bass & Drums) and
ANDREW BORDERICK (Guitars &  Keys) 
Mixed & Mastered by Andrew Borderick Copyright 2024 AB Music
Special thanks to Mike Gabriel for the invite to this amaxing track.

INFINITY

THE BORDER EXPRESS

THE BORDER EXPRESS - Collab with UNGUIDED EXPRESS

Scott Tumino ~ Original Composition / Live Guitars ~ Vox ~ Drums
Chris Dargay ~ Additional Comp. / Bass / Production / Mix / Master ...

Soul Quivers

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This song is my 9th single. 122BPM. 1 minute 54 seconds. Everything by myself (including artwork). This song’s genre is Grunge / Alternative Rock / Indie Rock (the outro has Hard Rock vibes). This song is heavy, energetic and aggressive. I was influenced by Nirvana DRAIN YOU (overall songwriting and sound) and Weezer ISLAND IN THE SUN (the refrain). I played the guitar (Stratocaster), I played the bass (Thunderbird) and I programmed the drums. I used some effects on the refrain (Uh Hu Uh Hu), so that became catchy. I mixed it so that the audience could feel the impact. I read Best Album 50 in 2023 in a rock magazine, so personally I thought rock is dead, so I created this song to revive rock music myself. I aimed for the kind of chaotic sound that I want in rock music.

BUNNY BUNNY BUNNY

True Love

Recalling some tequila, love words and more with them in that Ibiza bar, I wondered: “What if Pink Floyd met the spirit of Camarón de la Isla… in my bedroom?” I used lots of guitars, basses, etc. on a 12/8 beat, to enclose 3/4, 6/4 & 8/8 rhythms along.
> Pic: ruined well at hometown countryside

Letra / Translated Lyrics: EL POZO DE TU AMOR  /  THE WELL OF YOUR LOVE

Fui a abrir el grifo, estaba sediento,  /  I turned on the tap, I was thirsty,
fui a abrir el grifo de tu amor.  /  I turned on the tap of your love.
Fui a abrir el grifo, necesitaba hacerlo,  /  I turned on the tap, I needed to do it,
fui a abrir el grifo de tu amor.  /  I turned on the tap of your love.
Necesitaba un trago de tu amor,  /  I needed a drink of your love,
necesitaba el grifo de tu amor.  /  I needed the trap of your love.

Fui a bajar al pozo, me estaba muriendo,  /  I was going into the well, I was dying,
fui a bajar al pozo de tu amor.  /  I was going into the well of your love.
Fui a bajar al pozo, y me caí dentro,  /  I was going into the well, and fell inside,
fui a bajar al pozo de tu amor.  /  I was going into the well of your love.
Necesitaba un trago de tu amor,  /  I needed a drink of your love,
necesitaba el pozo de tu amor.  /  I needed the well of your love.

Por bajar al pozo, yo me caí dentro  /  Because of going into the well, I fell inside
y no quiero que nadie llore por mis lamentos  /  and I don’t want anybody to cry for my laments

Caí… por ti.  /  I fell … for you.
Caí… caí… caí por ti.  /  I fell … fell … fell for you.
Caí… a tu pozo, caí por ti.  /  I fell … into your well, fell for you.
Caí… caí… caí… caí a tu pozo por ti.  /  I fell … fell … fell … fell into your well for you.
Caí.  /  I fell.

Me he caído al pozo, y ahora que estoy dentro  /  I have fallen into the well, and now I’m inside
veo que se ha secado nuestro amor.  /  I see our love has dried up.
Vine a beber al pozo, pero el pozo está seco,  /  I came to drink at the well, but the well is dry,
veo que se ha secado nuestro amor.  /  I see our love has dried up.
Necesitaba un trago de tu amor,  /  I needed a drink of your love,
necesitaba el pozo de tu amor.  /  I needed the well of your love.

ER30HC9 ©1995 ®2015

Grab it !!

El pozo de tu amor (Caí por ti)

Instrumentation on this one is entirely baritone uke, harmonica (chromatic, not blues) and bass (& a bit of keyboard percussion here & there).  Gotta try that again sometime.  Track originally uploaded March 2020.

I hope, world, we've learned our lesson, and never let this happen to us again.

Better Days (Will Be Here Soon)

A funky little thing... thanks SO much to Mathieu from K-Yak Studio for his cool bassline!!  :-)

How many Rivers?                              



How many rivers must I cross?  I’m tired and I want to lie down,
How many rivers must I cross?  Gotta keep the feeling going
You stand in the doorway, your arms outstretched
I touch you I can feel your pain,
I’m a pale ghost dancing in the moonlight,  I’m a pale ghost dancing away

Dance the way the rivers run
Dance the way the rain falls down
Dance the way the sun wakes up
and dances in your heart

How many rivers must I cross?  It doesn’t seem to get any easier
How many rivers must I cross?  Gotta keep the feeling going
You stand in the doorway your eyes full of fire
exploding all around you I’m a pale ghost dancing
Over the walls up the chimney,  I’m a pale ghost dancing away

Written sung made and played by Emma

How many rivers....?

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SOULS IN THE BORDER OF PLASTIC LOVE

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