WHEN I RELATE TO THE WORLD

Ever since I heard Pink Floyd's "Money" that song hook has been embed in my brain. Money is a constant chip on my shoulder as an indie musician but the passion and love of music makes it all worthwhile. What can I say like the Pusher Man said -  I mean bank manager said: "In God We Trust The Rest Pay Cash".


l’Argent - Money $ Money $ Money

Le dépanneur du coin veut plus te faire crédit
le dépanneur du coin veut plus te faire crédit
il dit “des bons comptes font des bons amis”.

Compagnie de téléphone veut te déconnecté
compagnie de téléphone veut te déconnecté
y disent ça fait des mois  t’es a pas payé.

l’Argent - maudite argent
l’argent - maudite argent
money-money-money-money
money-money-money-money
money-money-money-money
maudite argent.

Y’a ben du monde qui disent  l’argent fait tourner les roues
y’a ben du monde  qui disent l’argent fait tourner les roues
demande toé pas bonhomme pourquoi que je cruise les blues.

l’Argent - maudite argent
l’argent - maudite argent
money-money-money-money
money-money-money-money
money-money-money-money
maudite argent.
“In God We Trust - The Rest Pay Cash”

L'Argent (Money Money Money)

l'Argent -  Money $ Money $ Money

Full lyrics 

I used to be a prince - at least it's written in my name - a pauper with a grin - but long gone is that shame - i used to be someone - but now it's gone to hell - I'm withering away - same grin is painted thin - i search for something new - i wish for everything -And i had everything - but without you there's something missing - did you read my verse - did you hear my crying words - did they mean anything at all - will you meet me for one last call- 

Once upon a time - in world that  once knew - when i was in my prime - and everything was you - i kept my end of the deal - but i couldn't keep up with you - Does it matter how i feel? - Never thought this'd get so real - did you read my verse or were you busy living in doubt - so subtly you missed - what it was all about 

So many words we said to one another....... can't take them back we're way too broken - I'd like to think we came a long way since then - just got this bath of blood to soak in yeah.........

I used to be a prince - at least it's written in my name - you used to be convinced - exactly of the same - i used to be someone - but now it's gone to hell - my soul is hanging low - my smile is not so well - oh baby I'm still here - open your eyes I'm right in front of you - did you read my verse - or were you busy being you - I wish you'd read my verse - laid it all on the line - not much more to say - can't keep what isn't mine

So many words we said to one another....... can't take them back we're way too broken - I'd like to think we came a long way since then - just got this bath of blood to soak in yeah.........

Baby did you read my verse - cause i opened up my wounds - i put it all in front of you - Smile will be ending soon - I used to be a prince - at least it's written in my name - you used to be convinced - exactly of the same.

Did you read my verse

Para Lia - 'Romancero'
from the album 'Soap Bubble Dreams', out on March22
https://paralia.bandcamp.com/ 


words and music by René Methner, Copyright 2019
mix and production: René Methner
mastering: Thomas Heimann-Trosien, TurnstyleMastering, Berlin

my inner is staring in the fireplace
come around and keep me from myself

i know you'll never let me down
and i don't know my way around here
because i wade through a surreal dream

and in my head
a band is playing a sweet melody
you are dancing like a fairy
to the sound of our destiny

can you spot me in my fairytale
let's walk the paths of our fate

don't realize what's going around
i have to reach higher ground
because i wade through a surreal dream

and in my head
a band is playing a sweet melody
you are dancing like a fairy
on the carousel of our destiny

Soap Bubble Dreams

Romancero

Para Lia - Romancero

Anna Skyner - vocals, lyrics
Kuper - bass, keyboards
Drannic - guitars, synths

Recorded, mixed and produced by Drannic

Nothing Compares to Love (Drannic\Kuper collab feat. Anna Skyner)

Texte Français et Google traduction

LES RAGOTS

Cracher des voix sur un dos
Donner bas ses coups de couteau
Le “qu’en dira” est bien au chaud
Dans les débats qui font des “faux”.
Montrer du doigt, se jouer Zorro
Au nirvana dans vos huis clos
Piquer à froid, croquer à chaud
Santé vous va, sentez vous sots
La tombola d’un prochain lot
Tiré tout bas, crié très haut
Au prorata d’autres ragots
Sera une proie de vos chapeaux

Aléas ou quipropos
Êtes judas, y’a pas photo.

Casser du bois, briser des os
Est à l’étroit du ciboulot
Prendre du poids, se rendre beau
Aux grands exploits, petits costauds.
Votre S.P.A. de sales corbeaux
Comme porte-voix trouve son écho
Au pieu Gloria d’un bas niveau
Dans des combats qui en sont trop.

Armada et armes à mots
Les gros bras n’ont pas de cerveau

Vider sa loi sous le manteau
Mets un contrat sur une peau
Les renégats gèrent les tripots
Et les bras droits font le boulot
Les gens sans foi suivent le cadeau
Comme on les noient dans un ruisseau
Ces candidats pour des complots
On les aura plus qu’il ne faut

Errata et à propos
On plante là, méchants cerveaux.
Armada et armes à mots
Mettons nos doigts là ou il faut.
Armada et armes à mots
Mettons nos doigts là ou il faut.
Mettons nos doigts là ou il faut.

GOSSIP

Spitting voices on a back
Give low stabbing
The "what will say" is well warm
In debates that make "fake".
Pointing, playing Zorro
To nirvana in your camera
Stitch cold, chew hot
Health you go, feel foolish
The raffle of a next batch
Shot low, shouted high
In proportion to other gossip
Will be a prey of your hats

Hazards or whopropos
Are peephole, there's no picture.

Break wood, break bones
Is cramped
Put on weight, make yourself beautiful
Great exploits, small sturdy.
Your S.P.A. of dirty crows
As a megaphone finds its echo
At Gloria stake of a low level
In fights that are too much.

Armada and weapons with words
Big arms do not have brains

Empty his law under the mantle
Put a contract on a skin
The renegades manage the gambling dens
And the right arms are doing the job
People without faith follow the gift
As we drown them in a stream
These candidates for conspiracy
We will have more than we need

Errata and about
We are planting there, wicked brains.
Armada and weapons with words
Let's put our fingers where it is needed.
Armada and weapons with words
Let's put our fingers where it is needed.
Let's put our fingers where it is needed.

LES RAGOTS (Quand on lance de faux bruits)

Music&Lyrics&Vocal – Mario Lončarić


MY DREAMS

In my dreams,everything is nice
It looks to me like  paradise
Ahhh-hhaaaa—ahhh--hhahaa

We are laying on the ground
There Is no sound
While I m touching your knee
You  are squeezing me
Ahhh-hhaaaa—ahhh--hhahaa

In my dreams,everything is nice
`looks to me like  paradise
Ahhh-hhaaaa—ahhh--hhahaa

I m gently kissing your lips, feeling your breath
There’s something in the air, that I can`t explain
Ahhh-hhaaaa—ahhh--hhahaa

In my dreams,everything is nice
It looks to me like  paradise
Ahhh-hhaaaa—ahhh--hhahaa

What love means, it only came in my dreams.
When the night turns to day
I know you will go away
Then I close my eyes to see your face 
And I m happy to  find  you in my memory trace
My memory trace !!!!!

Touching your knee
Squeezing me
Kissing your lips,
Feeling your breath
Something in the air
I can explain !!!!!
Love !
 Love means to me
Even if it only come in my dreams
Come in my dreams
In my dreams
My dreams !
Come in my dreams
In my dreams
Come in my dreams
In my dreams
Come in my dreams
In my dreams
In my dreams
In my dreams

My Dreams

Composed and produced by : 
Chivicke HomeStudio Productions ©2019

Spanish Dream

A little song about the situation in my fridge ;-)

I Was Hungry

Diamond Gotti- Kill Every Beat

Dark Scream (FREE DOWNLOAD)

Back to my chill roots <3

Photo by LUM3N on Pixabay

Emotion

Stämmor Före 1991

I am alive. 646 ( 1984 )  Margareta Theorin ( Margareta )

JUST ANOTHER feat. K NYN  keeping the UK on the map......
DEBUT SINGLE for the 20 year old UK MC/Rapper Ben Upton AKA https://soundcloud.com/knyn
 Recorded and produced at BOMB MUSIC STUDIOS, Lancashire. UK
BOMB MUSIC https://soundcloud.com/bombmusicproductions
CHECK OUT MORE MUSIC https://soundcloud.com/thespeakerbreaker
CHAT, LISTEN, SHARE, NEWS, PROMOTION, RAP BATTLES https://www.wowapp.com/w/thespeakerbreaker/Jason-Hines

JUST ANOTHER feat. K NYN

Just Another (Ft. K NYN)

opus 12

Pistons, Valves & Cylinders

A jazz rock tune using some fast grooves and subtle ethnic references (Latin, African). After a few themes I break out into bass and guitar solo sections that are more fusionesque.  Rhythms are high in pace and pave the way for high velocity playing and improvisation. Firing on all engines. ;) I chose the same setting as my recent other electric pieces, straight trio playing without much overdubbing relying on space and tension between the instruments.

I hope you’ll enjoy this new instrumental and as always I really enjoy your comments, likes and shares!

-Dan

Picture and image editing by Dan van den Berg
All music, instruments, drum programming, arranging, mixing and mastering by Daniël van den Berg, October 2019
Guitar: Fender Elite Stratocaster HSS Shawbucker
Bass: Fender Performer Jazz Bass
Recorded using Amplitube and AURIA for iPad
Mixing in AURIA, mastered with Final Touch
Drum programming in SampleTank, Neil Peart kit, arranging in AURIA

Pistons, Valves & Cylinders

Pistons, Valves & Cylinders | Dan van den Berg

A L’HEURE OÙ VOLENT DANS LA NUIT LES CHAUVE-SOURIS
MON PÈRE ET MOI TOUT PETIT PAS FAIRE DE BRUIT

ET SOUS LE GRAND PARAPLUIE DES GALAXIES
ON PRENAIT LE VOL DE NUIT DES CHAUVE-SOURIS

MON PÈRE PARLAIT DE LA VIE SANS FAIRE DE BRUIT
IL ME DONNAIT SON AVIS SUR LES CHAUVE-SOURIS

AUX DOUZE COUPS DE MINUIT AU VILLAGE ENDORMI
ON REVENAIT SANS UN BRUIT COMME DES CHAUVE-SOURIS



PETITES BOULES DE SUIE LES CHAUVE-SOURIS
PETITES CHOSES DE LA NUIT A L’AUBE ÉVANOUIES

MON PÈRE EST MORT C’EST LA VIE MAIS RIEN N’EST FINI
JE RÊVE ENCORE LA NUIT DE CHAUVE-SOURIS


A L’HEURE OÙ VOLENT DANS LA NUIT LES CHAUVE-SOURIS
MON PÈRE ET MOI TOUT PETIT PAS FAIRE DE BRUIT

LES CHAUVE-SOURIS (Lyrics) B.Browning cello

listen to me on spotify! https://open.spotify.com/artist/2lpUD7w9lZVrQHUgpkbnQ1?si=SI7d7ejSQGGTBFKrdPu0TA

Echos

Remeros

Trust in Love
Music and Bass: Paploviante 2019
Vocals: www.Ghosthack.de
Artwork Paploviante with Swift Publisher 5

Trust In Love   ❤️❤️❤️

Five steps (each one with two parts) progressing along 3 minutes thru different styles: rock, psycho, pop, hard..., and finally back to the psychopoppy ones.

Letra / Lyrics:

No siempre he estado aquí (soy imperfecto) / I have not always been here (I am imperfect)

Cuando tengo frío, o tengo calor, / When I feel cold, or I feel hot,
cuando tropiezo, me quemo, o siento dolor… / when I stumble, I burn myself, or feel pain …

y  empiezo a pensar que no siempre he estado aquí, / and I start to think that I have not always been here,
y que todo en este mundo es ajeno a mí. / and that everything in this world is alien to me.

Pienso que este cuerpo / I think that this body
que me sirve para moverme / I use to move myself
no es todo lo perfecto que debiera. / is not as perfect as it had to.

Me siento extraño / I feel strange
donde tendría que estar a gusto, / where I should to be comfortable,
y me reconforto / and I feel better
cuando me relaciono bien con el mundo. / when I relate well to the world.

Empiezo a pensar en el tránsito; / I start to think about the passage;
que no siempre he estado ni estaré aquí; / that I have not always been nor will be here;
que mi vida es un entretenimiento / about my life being an entertainment
en el viaje a otro sitio. / along the trip to another place.

Y descubro lo profundo / And I discover the deepness
entre tanta superficialidad, / among so much superficialness,
si la meta de todo lo que hago / if the goal of everything I do
es comer y respirar, / is to eat and breathe,
¿qué clase de razón tengo en la cabeza? / what kind of reason do I have in my head?
¿qué soy yo dentro de este juego? / what am I within this game?

 descubro lo profundo / And I discover the deepness
entre tanta superficialidad, / among so much superficialness,
y me pongo a pensar, / and I start thinking,
y empiezo a pensar… / and I start to think …

y  empiezo a pensar que no siempre he estado aquí, / and I start to think that I have not always been here,
y que todo en este mundo es ajeno a mí. / and that everything in this world is alien to me.

Pienso que este cuerpo / I think that this body
que me sirve para moverme / I use to move myself
no es todo lo perfecto que debiera. / is not as perfect as it had to.

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No siempre he estado aquí (Soy imperfecto)

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WHEN I RELATE TO THE WORLD

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