SOUNDS OF YESTERDAY FLYING AT NIGHT

Kit: Animoog Z, uKORG, Logic Pro X
Acknowledgements: Vocal: Modulated excerpts from “Where Are You Now Acapella” by WolfFly copyright 2010. Licensed (CC BY) under a Creative Commons Attribution (3.0) license.

Late Night See Long Zero (ft. WolfFly)

For song and album art visit Wou-Wou & the Wormling at:
https://wouwouandthewormling.com
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Or just buy Wou-Wou & the Wormling a cup of coffee here:
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This is the 7th song posted from the album I have been working on using demo tracks given to me by Wou-Wou & the Wormling during the start of the pandemic! I can't believe how fast time has passed and how long we have been working on this project. 4 songs from the album are based on a graphic novel that Wou-Wou had started before the pandemic began. The rest of the songs are reflections of the weird times we were living in.

Big thanks to Wou Wou, Bit-zone, and Stricknice for still being here after all these years. I have known and worked with people on SoundCloud probably longer than I have known high school friends, college friends, and friends from various jobs. Huge thanks to Guitar Wizards of the Future. I remember when I first began participating in the SoundCloud community, I would always eagerly anticipate a new GWOTF track, especially because I grew up in Oakland California. I look forward to hearing a new one someday! In the meantime, go check out the classics on their page!

Track Credits:
guitarwizardsofthefuture: Organs
https://soundcloud.com/guitarwizardsofthefuture
https://guitarwizardsofthefuture.bandcamp.com
Stricknice: Guitar additions, Samples and Sample Work, Keys
https://soundcloud.com/j-nice-6
Bitzone: Drums, Bass, Mix, and Master
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
http://www.bitzones.net
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Drums, Guitars, Synth, Original Demo Track, Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
https://wouwouandthewormling.bandcamp.com
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCy0rEOgxbaIcWbZZuxAKVmA
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:

Would 
You like to 
Skip work and go to the seaside
Would 
You like to
Go tubing by the riverside

Please say so 
Please say so
Geeze don’t make me wait 
Another day though 
I been x-ing out the dates
Each and every day though 
Cause I just can’t seem 
To let me let you go 

What 
About going 
For a naked bike ride
What 
About going 
To a dispensary and getting high

Please say so 
Please say so
Geeze don’t make me hate 
Another day though 
I been poking at my plate
Each and every day though 
Just staring in the mirror
Watching as my hair grows 

Would
You like to 
Visit a park 2 feet wide
Would 
You like to
Be my voodoo donut bride 

Please say so 
Please say so
Geeze don’t make me wait 
Another day though 
I been x-ing out the dates
Each and every day though 
Cause I just can’t seem 
To let me let you go

Weird Things People Do In Portland

Guitar Wizards of the Future, Wou-Wou, Stricknice, Bitzone & CK - Weird Things People Do In Portland

A tous les vagabonds d'âge qui ont parcouru le monde en biais de long en large et en galères. 
Compositeurs : Philippe SEGUINARD - Xavier JAARI  Auteurs : Xavier 
JAARI ( english )  Guillaume DULER  ( french )
Arrangements : Xavier JAARI  https://soundcloud.com/xavier-jari
Chants : Xavier JAARI - Guillaume DULER
Bass - Drums - Keyboard : Xavier JAARI
Guitars : Philippe SEGUINARD - Xavier JAARI
To all the vagabonds of age who have traveled the world on a slant, up and down the length and breadth of the galleys. 
Composers: Philippe SEGUINARD - Xavier JAARI Authors: Xavier 
JAARI ( english ) Guillaume DULER ( french )
Arrangements : Xavier JAARI https://soundcloud.com/xavier-jari
Vocals : Xavier JAARI - Guillaume DULER
Bass - Drums - Keyboard : Xavier JAARI
Guitars : Philippe SEGUINARD - Xavier JAARI

Lyrics: 
You’re juste hobos on the road, with your guitars as only load,
They're just two raggedy men, lost in a world that don't give a damn,
But you keep playing your music anyway, hoping to find a better day.

J'ai des kilomètres de frontières
Sous mes semelles de vents glacés
Comme ces rivières en hiver
Où j'ai pas fini de nager
A contre courant électrique
Je n'ai jamais fait d'étincelles
J'étais tout seul sale pathétique
Comme une bête sans sa belle

It’s your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
Mon dernier train arrive en gare
It’s your life style but you choose it your life style 
C'est bientôt l'heure du départ
It’s your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
Cette fois je ne suis pas en retard
It’s your life style but you choose it your life style

It’s too late anyway too late to have any regret 
It’s too late anyway too late fot better day
just two raggedy men, 
Lost in a world that don't give a damn,

J'ai fait le tour du monde en biais
De long en large et en galère
J'étais un pauvre aventurier
Un Bob Morane de la misère
J'en ai connu des bides en ville
Sur tous les trottoirs de la Terre
Mendier c'est toujours difficile
Pas un radis et en Enfer

It’s your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
Mon dernier train arrive en gare
It’s your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
C'est bientôt l'heure du départ
It’s your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
Cette fois je ne suis pas en retard
It’s your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
Cette fois je ne serai pas en retard

You're just hobos on the road, with your guitars as only load,
They're just two raggedy men, lost in a world that don't give a damn,
But you keep playing your music anyway, hoping to find a better day.

I've got miles of borders
Under my soles of icy winds
Like rivers in winter
Where I'm not done swimming
Against the electric current
I never made a spark
I was all alone dirty pathetic
Like a beast without its beauty

It's your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
My last train arrives at the station
It's your life style but you choose it your life style 
It's almost time to go
It's your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
This time I'm not late
It's your life style but you choose it your life style

It's too late anyway too late to have any regret 
It's too late anyway too late fot better day
just two raggedy men, 
Lost in a world that don't give a damn,

I went around the world at an angle
Up and down and up and down
I was a poor adventurer
A Bob Morane of misery
I've had my share of flops in town
On all the sidewalks of the Earth
Begging is always difficult
Not a penny and to hell

It's your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
My last train arrives at the station
It's your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
It's almost time to go
It's your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
This time I'm not late
It's your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
This time I won't be late

© Xavier JAARI / Philippe SEGUINARD / Guillaume DULER   Juillet 2023

Bum'bo  ( Xavier JAARI & JIM ) TRANSLATED

Light Breeze

Regrets

I’ve Got Time / feat. Emily Coy 
Paploviante: Bass, Music Composing, Mix, Picture and Mastering 
Vocals and Lyrics:  
Emily Coy free Vocals 
https://soundcloud.com/freevocals/emily-coy-ive-got-time-free-acapella

I've Got Time - feat Emily Coy

Binary Emotion

Tuvarmix

The year is 2038...
Humanity has now found itself immersed in a reality that blurs the lines between appearance and identity. The advent of "ChromaSkins" has transformed society, granting people the power to shed their natural forms and don the guise of any holographically projected skin they desire. These skins are so exquisitely crafted that they are indistinguishable from reality to the human eye, seamlessly blending in with the world around them.

In this world, the pursuit of individuality and anonymity intertwine in a disconcerting dance. The once-familiar faces become enigmatic canvases, each person a shifting mosaic of personas. The boundaries of trust and authenticity crumble, as ChromaSkin wearers can masquerade as loved ones, friends, or even unsuspecting strangers. Society grapples with the unsettling ambiguity of identity as the line between self and illusion blurs.

Imaginary Skin

FLYING TURTLE

Something a little calmer for a hopefully peaceful, relaxing weekend 😊

Free download if you like it.

Vocals are from various royalty-free sources
Artwork by Shivalay

Thank you for listening 💛

Maya

Opus79

EXPEDITION
Backing Track: Paploviante & Friends
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/expedition-offer-open-collaboration
Vocals: www.Ghosthack.de
Lillithe : adding Vocals, Violin, Guitar ,Sound effects, Brass & Wind and Orchestra Trumpets

EXPEDITION  by Paploviante (Remix)

If this had a beat, it would be 120bpm. It's available to download if anyone wants to fuck with it.

The Normalisation Of Absurdity

August marks 3 years since the passing of Per-Olov Lemhagen, Master Peo, as he was known on Bandcamp, mp3u.com and other music platforms.

Peo was a clarinetist and used to play in a swing band in the 50's in Sweden. His familiarity with the instruments, arrangements and all that goes into creating authentic band pieces made him a valuable mentor in the American Jazz classics.

This one, Darktown Strutter's Ball is such a piece, and it was always a joy and a learning experience for me to lend a vocal to Peo's arrangements.  This is loosely based on Ella Fitzgerald's version of this classic.  Peo wanted to slow the tempo for his interpretation...which worked for me too ;)

In memory of Peo.

Lyrics:
Darktown Strutters Ball

I'll be there to catch you in a taxi, honey.
Better be ready about half past eight.
Now baby, don't be late,
I wanna be there when the band start playing.
Remember when we get there, baby,
Two-steps, I'm gonna have them all,
Gonna dance out of both of my shoes,
When they play that Jelly Roll Blues,
Tomorrow night at the Darktown Strutter's Ball

Songwriter:  Shelton Brooks
1915

Darktown Strutters Ball

Panama has at this time a big problem with garbage, the government is not consistent with the payments, so the workers and Revisalud begin to have some strikes on collector's days // Panamá tiene un gran problema con la basura en estos momentos, el gobierno no es consecuente con los pagos, entonces los trabajadores y Revisalud comienzan a tener algunas huelgas en el día de la recolección

Revisalud (basura hedionda).m4a

If You Change It

Nothing much to say here, as the title says it all. Hope you'll enjoy this sonic portrait of a spaceship crew saying goodbye to a few dozens Plutonian birds.
I made this out of a few recordings and experiments I had in my HD. More numbers will follow, sooner or later. I'm currently working on several tracks, aiming at putting an album together someday. 
I'd like to thank all you SC people who are still listening to my stuff even though I've spent a couple of years mostly on Pluto... I guess I'm finally taking off now, in a way or another. Hope you're all doing good, my friends.

Teth Sin : electric guitars, vocals, synthesizers, field recordings, sound design

Original composition, arrangement, mix, mastering, photo & cover artwork design by Teth Sin

Crew KMST3579 Bidding A Flock Of Plutonian Birds Farewell

Second collaboration with https://soundcloud.com/progrockdan1 *, consisting on my immersion into one of his complex proposals for several weeks, and successful? survival by means of inspiration, my guitar & one of my few old sonnets. 

* https://soundcloud.com/esemanolain-ruizzo/ella-huyo-she-fled

LETRA/LYRICS:

Sonidos de ayer  /  Yesterday sounds

Este cielo negro de suaves alas,  /  This black sky with soft wings,
que hoy de mi frugal sueño es techumbre,  /  which today for my frugal dream is a roof,
en este vasto mar, allá en su cumbre,  /  in this vast sea, there up its top,
hallo para mi anhelo puerto y calas.  /  I find for my longing port and coves.
 
Este oscuro manto que se ilumina  /  This dark mantle that is illuminated
con titileos de almas de cristal,  /  by clinkings of crystal souls,
trae a mi mente recuerdos sin mal  /  brings to my mind memories without evil
y otros tristes vientos de dura espina.  /  and other sad winds of hard thorn.
 
Mas es la pálida luz de la luna,  /  However is the pale moonlight,
corazón sin latido en este cielo,  /  heart without beat in this sky,
quien con sus mudos cánticos me acuna.  /  who with its mute chants cradles me.
 
Ella, álgida burbuja de hielo,  /  It, culminating bubble of ice,
me trae sonidos de ayer; la luna  /  brings me sounds of yesterday; the moon
me amanece. Y sonrío. Y vuelo.  /  dawns me. And I smile. And I fly.

ER00EC13

Sonidos de ayer (with ProgRockDan1)

M.Theorin 1087-1101

I wrote it down and sang a song. 1093 ( 1992 ) Margareta Theorin ( Margareta )

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SOUNDS OF YESTERDAY FLYING AT NIGHT

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