percussive elemts are wonderfully chosen - great job and Kudos to both of you

I like the singers voice and theme of the song

Hi Emilio, a magnificent voice, very beautiful text, superb music and production :)

MY NAME IS QUI TU ES

Thank you for listening!
A new collaboration with the very talented singer Ren Faye.
Check out the great work of Ren: @soundcloud.com/renfaye-1
Lyrics, vocals and cover art: Ren Faye

Lyrics:
You were the gasoline....to my kerosene,
When you lit the rope,
I was going for broke...

Maybe I should learn from my mistakes,
It feels almost like it's too late,
To slam on the brakes,
To slam on the brakes...

Now I look around,
and I swear that I can hear,
Fragments of my heart,
Just beating on the ground,
I'm at our traffic light,
But I won't wait all night,
My car radio you never fixed,
Is telling me, it's calling time...

You're just not right for me anymore...
I've always been a tarmac survivor,
But tonight it seems,
I'm a getaway driver...

When you were with your friends,
It's like I didn't exist,
I watched as you and me,
Fell into abyss,
I never liked the way,
You left me for dust,
Then you were just back,
Saying that you missed us...
Being us...

And now I look around,
And I swear that I can hear,
Fragments of my heart,
Still beating on the ground,
I'm at our traffic light,
But you know I won't wait all night,
My car radio you never fixed,
Is telling me it's calling time,
I'm calling time on us...

I've always been a tarmac survivor...
But tonight it seems I'm a getaway driver...

Getaway Driver(Feat. Ren Faye)

IN CASE YOU FORGOT ME, I WANTED TO SAY MY NAME AGAIN, HELLO MY FRIENDS, IT HAS BEEN A WHILE, I HOPE THIS FINDS YOU ALL WELL.  THIS IS A DEEEEEEEEP DUBBBBBBBBBBY ONE FOR YOUR MIND AND I HOPE YOU CAN GROOVE OUT TO THE GALACTIC FUNKDIFIED REGGAE BOOM BAP HEREIN....BIG LOVE TO YOU ALL AND THX FOR KEEPING ME INSPIRED AND PUSHING THE MUSICAL LIMITS!!  BIG UPPP BIG LOVE....ROOTS!!!

MY NAME IS ROOTS DUBMAN

Who you are 

still early in the morning
and the day begins 
when everything s so beautiful
i'm blown away 
about how lucky i am 
suddenly the wind picks up
and black clouds are gathering
the storm explodes
without me understanding 
what really happened 

look at me i want to understand 
who you are 
explain me i need to learn 
who you are 
your dark moods torment me 
so tell me , who you are 

at the corner of my mouth 
a taste of honey 
and i feel like i touch the sky
as if this world was no longer the same 
i'll never live anything like that again
brutally , i wake up , everything s changed 
i tumble to the ground
this bad  bitter orange  taste in mouth

Qui Tu Es w/ Georg Boheme (translated lyrics)

Caliban

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this one is recorded on a old mt50 4 track cassette recorder, its on its last legs, this might be the last one i get from it..............cheers for your ears if you are having a listen

Sink Like Stones

This is a song that started with Ian (IPG1 aka Lou) and his amazing vocal stem, of which I really identify with the lyrics. He has a plethora of vocal stems, so if you're interested in making a hip hop song, you did hit him up. He shared this psychiatrist l particular one with Tez (Llanpsych), who put a beat and guitar on it. Tez then sent it to me, and I added the bass and the synth. Then Tez put the solo part in there along with the effects. he mixed and produced it, and an excellent job he always does, too. This is my first foray into making hip hop, though I've listened to plenty. Hopefully there will be more to come.

Purple Microdot (with IPG1 aka Lou, and Llanpsych)

HI my dear SC- Friends,

Here is one of the latest Xperiments of the sonic lab here in Amsterdam 
I hope you are fine !

Enjoy the Vibes !

Cheers,

Andreas

140 @ Electronium

Part of the collaborative Mixtape album: Free Hands In A Blender
soundcloud.com/themysteriousdecibel/sets/free-hands-in-a-blender
FREE FOR DOWNLOAD

Music: Composed, written, mixed, mastered, and performed by: Mahan Mahan
https://soundcloud.com/mahan-mahan

Vocals/Lyrics: Written and performed by: The Mysterious Decibel

Vocals mastered by: Mark McClellan

Lyrics:

All grows dim, time is winding down
My cheeks stay hovered over a puddle of brown
The voices outside of this cramped little box
These choices i've made to breed these cramped up blocks

The shit bubbles burst and trap all the flies
A concoction so twisted, Only someone like Bill Nye
Can decipher all these lies
Can scythe all of these cries
as this pit of stench boils in the middle of July

Out there the souls, eager for pressure to burst
Through their minds like a submarine tank submersed
Parades gather in the grass for the show to start
While these waves slowly rip my brain apart

A wetness caresses my hang lo mein
This water is rising am I going insane?
It tickles my demons but it feels so ripe
There's always a bit of shit at the end of the pipe!

I'm in a fecal position where the turds capsize
In a fetal position where my sanity dies
This suddenly doesn't seem so real anymore
As the septic tank thickens with the sludge of war
Where the turds capsize
In a fetal position where my sanity dies
This suddenly doesn't seem so real anymore
As the septic tank thickens with the sludge of war
The slimy hand of stench, Pulls me right down
In a puddle of madness, many shades of brown
NO NO NO NO NOOO!
Get a little taste of the waste in the swamp!

The Mysterious Decibel X Mahan Mahan - A Septic Journey (FREE DOWNLOAD)

I had the great pleasure of having the ultra talented artist RICO polish up my song A BEAUTIFUL DAY , i think you will like it as much as i do , Thanks Rico , go visit his music :-https://soundcloud.com/ricochet8888

A Beautiful Day (RICO MIX)

A BEAUTIFUL DAY (RICO MIX)

It´s a real pleasure to present this theme to you again with the inclusion of Neno´s (Nenad Jović) wonderful guitar.

For more Neno´s music please check : https://on.soundcloud.com/YvYZi

EL VALS DE LA MARISMA (CON NENO J)

Your voice becomes light, waves, and electrons — traveling through the universe, from soul to soul. A cosmic journey where technology meets spirit, blending trance, house, and ambient vibrations. This track is both emotional and rebellious, inviting you to feel the frequencies and lose yourself in the infinite.

Univers

First track of a new album where I'll try to be more eclectic, with closer approach to some genres. Experimented on this one over-editing vocal line on the left, and getting midi files out of organic guitar melodies, which I could play with virtual instruments. I hope you'll enjoy a different Ruizzoid shape.

Dedicated to Germán Coppini’s ‘Golpes Bajos’, one of my favorite groups of the Spanish ‘Nueva Ola’.

Pic: “Trapped in the past”, taken by me casually in the street.

Lyrics (original/translated):

NO TODO ACABA (JUGUETES ROTOS)  /  NOT EVERYTHING ENDS (BROKEN TOYS)

Hazme pensar que no todo acaba,  /  Make me think that not everything ends,
hay cosas en la vida que no cambian nada.  /  there are things in life which don’t change at all.
Hazme pensar que no estás gastada,  /  Make me think that you are not worn,
que el paso de los años no te cambió nada.  /  that the passing years didn’t change you at all.

Hazme pensar que no todo acaba.(bis)  /  Make me think that not everything ends. (bis)

Juguetes rotos, muñecas olvidadas,  /  Broken toys, forgotten dolls,
la imagen de mi espejo parece cansada.  /  the image from my mirror seems to be tired.
La voz de la noche ya no me llama,  /  The voice of the night doesn’t call me anymore,
me  resisto a pensar que todo se acaba.  /  I refuse to think that everything ends.

Hazme pensar que lo nuestro no acaba  /  Make me think that our thing doesn’t end
cuando despierte por la mañana.  /  when I wake up in the morning.
Hazme pensar en ti con calma,  /  Make me think about you calmly,
hazme creer que te tengo amarrada.  /  make me think that I get you tied up.

Hazme pensar que no todo acaba.(bis)  /  Make me think that not everything ends. (bis)

Hazme pensar que no todo acaba,  /  Make me think that not everything ends,
hazme creer que aún estoy en casa,  /  make me think that I’m still at home,
hazme pensar que duermo entre sábanas,   /  make me think that I sleep between sheets,
hazme pensar que nada cambia.  /  make me think that nothing changes.

Hazme pensar que no todo acaba.(bis)  /  Make me think that not everything ends. (bis)

ER31FI01 RUIZZO©1996 – FRANCÉS RECORDS®2016

No todo acaba (Juguetes rotos)

Composer & Producer.
Always learning.

Thank you for listening!

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Getaway Driver(Feat. Ren Faye)

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