THE AGE OF MEMORIES AS LUCKY PEARLS

In memoriam, the bombing of Guernica, Spain, April 26, 1937. A lamentation in music.

And in 2024, for the injured, displaced, and departed around the world as invading forces of tyranny rain down death and destruction upon innocent people.

I literally cried as I updated my old composition about the bombing of Guernica. 

Originally composed in GarageBand, I finished the first version of this song on April 26, 2013, not consciously aware that the date was the anniversary of the atrocity committed by fascists against civilians during the Spanish Civil War. I had had ambitions to create an animated short about its history and Picasso’s famous painting when I could afford the technology. So my first step was to use available resources and create the music, which I did 11 years ago. I have yet to produce the animation. Maybe someday. The cover art gives you an idea as to how I envisioned the graphics for the animated short.

This Guernica composition is my first attempt at composing neoclassical music. As a girl I would sing and hum made-up symphonies as I conducted an imaginary orchestra. I’ve got hundreds of improvised concertos, sonatas, fugues, and arias deep in my memory banks that sometimes creep into my contemporaneous music.

This week, as the anniversary of Guernica approached, I imported my old music file into my current DAW and refreshed it, adding French horn, the first instrument I played as a young student. I also added audio of propeller planes recorded live in March and April 2024. And I pushed the previous violin and cello parts to the limit, so if you hear a screeching violin or a groaning cello, it’s intentional; war gives millions of reasons to scream and wail. The composition’s 8-chord structure is repeated as if to state the obvious — we, humans, have yet to contain our violence individually and collectively. We witness and experience the horror of mass murder and war around the globe. Every. Damn. Day.

I realize my song probably isn’t going to be a favorite for listeners, not my usual chill music. But I’m also a firm believer in the idea that sunlight is the best disinfectant. With this music about Guernica and the history of 1937, I am reminded how far we’ve come, and yet, how little we’ve changed. But change we must, and I believe humanity will change for the better. The question is when.

Guernica

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

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

Hey hey!! Hope you're all , good.
Bringing track 1 of , new album.
In no particular order. 106 Bpm.
Another 19 coming for this.
Appreciate you listening.
Feedback, support Team.
Be returned. Much love!!
Uploaded on 19/02/2024.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F3WOZoOY9zU

Immortal

First song I am posting in 2024!

This is what I wrote in 2013 when I first thought about posting Nothing But (The Sound) but decided to take it down from the cloud short after. 

"Nothing But (The Sound)" is Plastic Inevitable's first song since 2011! Plastic Inevitable is Marty Procaccio, AKA Blankets, working the sound and Sneekie San Salvador tweaking the sound. The recording for this song began in 2011 in the bedroom recording studio of Marty in Santa Clara California using GarageBand and a whole bunch of pedals. The song was completed in 2013 with vocals recorded in Sneekie San Salvador's mobile Toyota recording unit.

Now it is 11 years later...

I am amazed that I found the vocal stems. I had to look though an old hard drive to find them. I did not feel like digging through more old hard drives for the original track stems. Big thanks to Russell for taking the time to mix the vocals and master the track. I told Russell, when I mixed the original instrumental I was listening to a lot of shitgaze bands at the time. 

May you find many gems when you dig into your past. 

Track Credits:
Blankets: Bass, guitars, and vocals
https://soundcloud.com/allergeist
Couch King: Original instrumental track mix, production, samples, lyrics, and vocals
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Vocal mix and final master
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
https://soundcloud.com/the-exe-stencilists
The Chaos Cookhouse: Studio
https://chaoscookhouse.bandcamp.com

Lyrics: 

Chorus:
Sitting in my car
Windows rolled down
Feet out the window
Nothing but the sound
Of my favorite song

Capture me a distraction
And season it with your bliss
To steal my dissatisfaction 
And feed my mind but a moment
Of happiness 

Chorus

Capture me a distraction
And season it with your bliss
To steal my dissatisfaction 
And feed my mind but a moment

Chorus  

In this moment
There is an infinite 
Amount of things
Happening
In this moment
I have loved you
Infinitely 
Again and again
In this moment 
I am yours
Forever with me
My forever friend
In this moment 
I sing with you
Every song 
That was ever made

Nothing But (The Sound)

Blankets and the Couch King with Russ Sinfield - Nothing But (The Sound)

A Lady of Fire original

Skin Folk

She reminds me
Soul has no color
it emanates from the sum
of life
as a vibrant symphony
of you

Those sole regrets
and moments revealing
themselves as
the bone truth

We are organized
of sound
and gravity

pulling us closer to
the source of divinity
we sometimes
forget

808, Micro Freak, vocals: Tanisha Jackland

Skin Folk

A song based on a poem by my Aunt Pat Brandstetter.  Here is the original poem:

Run, Run, Run
(1999)

Run, Run, Run
The race has just begun.
The starting bang has sounded.
All racers are forward bounded.

Miles, one, two, and three,
Like a bird and feeling free.
The pace is there,
Excitement fills the air!

With miles eight, nine, and ten behind,
This run is one of a kind.
Halfway there at mile thirteen,
A brand new sensation fills the mind.

Run, run, run,
This race is definitely fun.
Miles eighteen, nineteen, and twenty,
Legs are tired and you are feeling funny.

The goal is near at hand.
And you can do it, you can, you can,
Know that feeling that is so grand

This Marathon is done!
You’ve won, You’ve won, You’ve won!
Your goal was set and it’s done!

Run Run Run

Put me out my misery!💀🔫

Beat Prod. by Mad Jha🕯️
https://soundcloud.com/mad-jha

Mixed By Hipno-Hop Meuzyk🫆
https://soundcloud.com/hipnohopmeuzyk

Thx for all the love & support! 🖤

D E A T H  W i S H

Closing

Composed & Produced by Val Akey.
Thank you for listening!

Release date: 29 April 2024

On The Path Of Adventures

Composed and played by Loony De Bussy 

Art cover : Pearl by Nataly NGM 

Recorded on Korg D16
Mastered with Audacity

PERLE / Debussy Punk nº2                                 (for 2 guitars & 1 bass)

We hope you enjoy this recent collaboration , please go over to Jorg’s  page to hear some amazing music!!  @joerxworx 

Joerxworx  All music arrangement  flute sax and mastering and production.
Vocalatti  Lyrics and vocals

My Eyes (Ft Joerxworx)

WALK ON THE WILD SIDE (Lou Reed Cover)
All instruments and Vocals by Andrew Borderick
Recorded, Produced & Mastered By Andrew Borderick
Released by AB Music 2024

INFINITY

WALK ON THE WILD SIDE

WALK ON THE WILD SIDE (Lou Reed Cover)

track from Humanfobia 2024 LP. "Plegarias Infernales"
// free download this track and the full album from 5 alternative links:
- https://archive.org/details/plegarias-infernales
- https://humanfobia-official.bandcamp.com/album/plegarias-infernales-2024
- https://freemusicarchive.org/music/Humanfobia/plegarias-infernales
- https://internetdaemon.bandcamp.com/album/plegarias-infernales
- https://hearthis.at/humanfobia/set/2024-ee-plegarias-infernales-ee/
/// Letra: 
Noche de ensueño con luz clara
conquisto a la luna con flores blancas
Noche de ensueño con luz clara
conquisto a la luna con flores blancas

Voces espectrales entre la niebla
El conjuro nocturno danza en la noche
Se manifiestan los seres elementales en la hoguera de las sombras
Aquelarre fantasmal, las brujas hemos salido a invocar.

Los símbolos sagrados se iluminan
las energías convergen en el fuego.

Cientos de pócimas y hechizos han sido ejecutados
después de la procesión los seres de las tinieblas nos reunimos en torno al pentagrama.

Aquelarre fantasmal, las brujas hemos salido a invocar.
Noche de ensueño con luz clara, conquisto a la luna con flores blancas.

Plegarias Infernales

PL∃GARIAS ᴉNF∃RNALES

Texte Français et Google Traduction

MEMOIRES DE VIE

Le temps passe lentement
La roue tourne comme on dit
Mais le passage des ans
Ne créé jamais l'oubli.
Les années qui avancent
Et continuent toujours
En prennent de l'importance
Dans ce qui fait l'amour.
Et plus on prend de l'âge
Conscient évidemment
Dans nos têtes voyagent
L'ancien et le présent.
Dans les jours qui vieillissent
Et voient passer l'antan
Tous les temps qui se glissent
Doucement et pourtant.

Il reste dans nos mémoires
Amour et belles histoires.
Tout ce qui fait la vie 
Réchauffe nos cœurs aussi

Il reste dans nos mémoires
Amour et belles histoires.
Tout ce qui fait la vie 
Réchauffe nos cœurs aussi

Bien s'aimer, se comprendre
C'est un toujours un voyage
Et on se laisse prendre 
A s'écrire de belles pages

Sur la terre en plaisir
De grands moments passés
Pleurs ou éclats de rires
Nous ont fait exister.

Revivre dans ses pensées
Ne voyant que lueurs
Et jamais oublier
Que c'était le bonheur.

La vie suivant son sort
Nous laisse de bons moments
Si jamais on s'endort
Sans des mots et pourtant

Il reste dans nos mémoires
Amour et belles histoires.
Tout ce qui fait la vie 
Réchauffe nos cœurs aussi

MEMORIES OF LIFE

Time passes slowly
The wheel turns as they say
But the passage of years
Never create oblivion.
The years that advance
And still continue
take on importance
In what makes love.
And the older we get
Obviously aware
In our heads travel
The old and the present.
In the days that grow old
And see yesteryear pass by
All the times that slip by
Slowly and yet.

He remains in our memories
Love and beautiful stories.
Everything that makes life
Warm our hearts too
He remains in our memories
Love and beautiful stories.
Everything that makes life
Warm our hearts too

Love each other well, understand each other
It's always a journey
And we let ourselves be taken
To write beautiful pages

On earth in pleasure
Great times past
Crying or bursts of laughter
Made us exist.

Revive in your thoughts
Seeing only lights
And never forget
That it was happiness.

Life following its fate
Leave us good times
If we ever fall asleep
Without words and yet

He remains in our memories
Love and beautiful stories.
Everything that makes life
Warm our hearts too

MEMOIRES DE VIE

Get On Your Feet / feat. SilverBella
Vocals and Lyrics:
SilverBella
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/21393/get-on-your-feet-main-vocals-95bpm-chill-out-acapella
https://soundcloud.com/silverbellasings
Paploviante:
Bass, Music Composing, Mix, Picture and Mastering

Get On Your Feet feat. SilverBella

Special thanks to Kengali for his a cappella......

SPLEEN.  feat Kengali

The Doors of Perception

Lucky Man (Emerson, Lake & Palmer cover)

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

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