BIRDS AWAKE IN A CRUISE OF WISHES

The time we have to live and be with our loved ones is actually very short, but there are many people who ruin it by destroying themselves. I wish I wasn't like that.

a ruined wish

Last spring, I had a jazzy musical interaction with songbirds to produce Magnolia. This spring, I explore the genre of jazz once again but this time with a mockingbird.

A few weeks ago, I recorded a mockingbird singing a jazzy serenade a cappella from his perch on my neighbor's chimney. And oh my! The bird sang like he was the hot new kid on the block, and the whole neighborhood had to listen!

The Northern Mockingbird (Mimus polyglottos) can sing up to 200 different songs, some of which are original and others mimic the sounds of other birds and creatures, including insects and machines. 

I added electro — keyboard, piano, bass, and electronic drum kits — to the mockingbird audio recording using my MIDI and DAW, and I hope you find the music as amusing and entertaining as the jazzy mockingbird’s song.

Chill jazz fusion at 85 bpm

Audio of mockingbird recorded live April 2, 2025. The LoFi audio is raw, unaltered except for cuts to delete car noise and the conversation of neighbors, so that the music wraps around the birdsong.

With props to Harper Lee’s book, To Kill A Mockingbird, whose main character Atticus Finch teaches that it’s a sin to kill mockingbirds because they harm no one with their songs — a symbolic theme of the book — it’s wrong if not evil to attack or destroy innocent people.

“Mockingbirds don't do one thing but make music for us to enjoy…. they don't do one thing but sing their hearts out for us.”

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DAW: Apple Logic Pro X
MIDI: Akai Professional Keyboard
E-INSTRUMENTS:
Concert Grand piano
SoCal Ballad Piano
Ambient Lead
Warm Glow Chords synth
Lunar Strings synth 
Fingerstyle Electric Bass
Deep Round Synth Bass
E-DRUM KITS:
Drum ‘N Bass Remix 
Trip Hop Remix 
Trip Hop Remix Phaser
Trance Remix
2-Step Remix 
African
Latin 

COVER ART is a composite using AI-generated images created by the DaVinci app and then designed in Photoshop.
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Mockingbird

The Great Awakening
I wish you all HAPPY EASTER!
  Vocals: Winkandwoo
https://soundcloud.com/winkandwoo/the-great-awakening-vocal-stem-124-bpm
Lillithe: Music, Arrangement and Production

THE GREAT AWAKENING

Soul Cruisin'(E.P.Beats&Tot.)
Dope Cool Beat Maker: E.P.Beats https://soundcloud.com/lala-land-361191160
All Stuff :E.P.Beats&Tot.masa
Thank U 4 listening from us both🙏🙏

SOUL CRUISIN'(FEAT. E.P. BEATS)

I had a dream, and I wrote this song not to forget it. 

Technical highlights: hand played bass, slightly odd riff on chorus (15/2) & some extra psychedelia.

Pic & sounds taken with my phone during a recent experience which could help me understand the dream, maybe…

Letra  /  Lyrics:

NÍMOR (No sé dónde estoy)  /  NÍMOR (I don’t know where I am)

Entré en la sala sin hacer ruido,  /  I entered the room making no noise,
los pocos que vi eran desconocidos,  /  the few ones I saw were strangers,
busqué una cama que estuviera libre y dormí.  /  I looked for a spare bed and slept.

Al día siguiente no encontré mi sitio,   /  The following day I didn’t find my place,
todo estaba lleno de desconocidos,  /  the whole room was full of strangers,
me di la vuelta para salir y te vi.  /  I turned around to leave and I saw you.

Nímor, no sé dónde estoy...  /  Nímor, I don’t know where I am...
Nímor, no sé quién eres…  /  Nímor, I don’t know who you are …

La cama de al lado estaba vacía,  /  The bed at your side was empty,
y me preguntaste si la quería,  /  and you asked if I wanted it,
la quise y pronto nos hicimos amigos,  /  I did and soon we became friends,
desconocidos.  /  strangers.

Nímor, no sé dónde estoy...  /  Nímor, I don’t know where I am...
Nímor, no sé quién eres…  /  Nímor, I don’t know who you are …
Nímor, no sé qué pasa…  /  Nímor, I don’t know what’s going on...
Nímor, no sé dónde estoy...  /  Nímor, I don’t know where I am...

Te pregunté “¿cómo se llama este sitio?”  /  I asked you "what’s the name of this place?"
y me contestaste que estaba contigo,  /  and you answered that I was with you,
y sin darme cuenta te quise mucho y dormí.  /  and unconsciously I loved you so and slept.

Ahora del sueño ya me he despertado,  /  Now from the dream I’ve already woken,
tu nombre lamento no haber preguntado,  /  your name I regret not having asked,
te llamaré como el sitio en que te conocí.  /  I’ll call you like the place where I met you.

Nímor (…)  /  Nímor (…)

ER27HC06 ©1995 ®2015

Honorable broadcast (34:47 - 40.00): http://jeffhickmott.podomatic.com/entry/2015-09-18T05_02_20-07_00

Nota para el oyente español: ninguna influencia de Chiquito de la Calzada en el título; lo pongo tal como lo soñé y punto.

NÍMOR (No sé dónde estoy)

Illustration : Forest Dance Party chez Stockcake

Tribal Summer Dance  (Original)

'REFLECTIONS'

Well hello… A new song, with a new instrument. A pawnshop Ukulele. Ha. What a fun instrument to play. Just had to. A few simple Uke chords, some acoustic guitar soloing, and a tale of sailing the ocean as a metaphor for life. And yes, lyrically I was talking with a seagull. And just so you know I have gotten really good at ‘talking’ with birds. I can click talk like a grackle, whisper whistle like a robin, whistle talk a curious melody like a chickadee, among others. Still working on my duck call. Ha… Years ago, I remember annoying some people at a party with this wooden duck call my buddy had. So maybe a future song about birds? And right outside my door there are some interesting avian dynamics between the grackles and robins nesting in the spruce trees. They argue every day, about territory and invasion of their personal space, but when danger appears, like a hawk or cat, they come together in unison to fend off the threat. In the natural biology of things, humans haven’t fallen too far from that spruce tree. Anyway, robins do not like the dark. They anxiously chatter with loud worry chirping amongst themselves at dusk, and create a chorus melody of happy song at dawn. With me being a late sleeper, their morning serenades can be quite bothersome at 4:30AM. A lesson for me though, as at times I am not so welcoming as I wakeup to another frenetic global morning. Anyway, birds and their enthusiastic singing far outpaces my own. Ha. There are many other birds here, but I will save that for another time. Hope you are well. Thanks for dropping by, Mark

Uke Chantey

Hey I did a mix of my friend @ipg1 cool rap back for more using the classic Eric B and Rackim  - Eric B for president ! https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/welcome-back-for-more-vox-93?in=ipg1/sets/vocals 
Enjoy!
Dx

WELCOME BACK FOR MORE **IPG1 & RICØ**

My Endorphins Are Smilin' How 'Bout You? (A Love Song-sorta!)

Written by James Geer

You can love anyone at all
It’s your will, just make the call
Matters not whether they love you
Or Anything they say or do

Just take a glimpse through their eyes
Just Walk a little in their shoes
Think of what little they have to gain
Think of what all they have to lose

You can love everyone you see
You can love anyone you please
Love is a power that will set you free
That’s how we love our enemies

Just take a Look through their eyes
Just sing a little of their blues
Think of the burdens they have to bare
Think about Paying all their dues

Love anyone

'toxic love' 

note: yet another spontaneous shitty live phone recording, first and only take.

Well, this is hard.
That we know.
Add to the scars, 
or just let go?
We know there's love.
There's no doubt.
But, when fucked up,
we run our mouths,
and say some things
that we regret.
And, these words sting.
We can't forget.
Yet we find
we can't let go.
Attraction
takes control.
And we forgive,
and seem okay,
until we sip
too much someday. 
And, then the shit
will escalate.
I'm feeling sick.
It's not okay.
I won't forget, 
for it's been fun.
Not just the sex.
But, us as one.
But, so we have
now become
a toxic love that
has come undone.

toxic love

Music: Little Man & Janne Hennie
Lyrics & Vocals: Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix: Little Man

Lyrics:

I quit smoking today...
What can i say...?
Don't know what to do
Use to smoke when I miss you
Now I have nothing at all..

I have to find another way
When I can't smoke all day
Going crazy missing you
Without the smoke, what can I do?
Holding my breath as long as I can..

3... 2...1...

Oh, I'm dizzy, feeling weird
Maybe I should have a drink instead?

I have to find another way
When I can't smoke all day
Going crazy missing you
Without the smoke, what can I do?
Holding my breath as long as I can...

3...2...1...

Oh, I'm dizzy, feeling weird
Maybe I should have a drink instead?

Holding My breath as long as I can..
3... 2... 1... 

Oh, I'm dizzy, feeling weird
Maybe I should have a drink instead?

Quit Smoking

Atmosphere

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.

©1995 E-RUIZZO – ®2013 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;)

Image: "Rocky sprout", photo by Ruizzoidman

No siempre he estado aquí (Soy imperfecto)

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Amateur composer, home musician, sharing music, feedback and support around the cloud. Previously poet and songwriter, now exploring the edges of modern music.

These demos (click on titles for lyrics & +info) are intended to be played with/by a real group, someday...

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