Music & Lyrics: Jan Schonander

Not stripped, but certainly not very well dressed, and with a few tweaks.

FOR YESTERDAY

Yesterday felt so easy
Yesterday felt so good
Yesterday felt so easy
Yesterday felt so good

Walked to the gate
Not a worry in the sky
Turned to my baby and I waved her goodbye
Saw her through the window
Sweet tear in her eye
Oh I long for yesterday
I long for yesterday
Yesterday
I long for yesterday

I picked up the phone
Dialed a memorized number
Told her I love her didn’t talk about the weather
Sat at my desk
Wrote the first of many letters
Oh I long for yesterday
I long for yesterday
Yesterday
I long for yesterday

It was so easy
It was so good

I went to the bar
Started talking to my neighbor
Nobody thought I was a sicko stranger
Didn’t think twice
I gave my name and number
Oh I long for yesterday
I long for yesterday
Yesterday
I long for yesterday

It was so easy
It was so good
It was so easy
It was so good

For Yesterday Scantily Clad

Lights Off feat. CallMeDezz
Vocals and Lyrics CallMeDezz:
 https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/22218/lights-off-140bpm-trap-acapella
Paploviante E Bass, Music, Arrangement, Mix and Mastering

Lights Off feat. CallMeDezz

Many thousands of years ago, our ancestors lived here on our little globe. Did they have any idea of the future..... and if so what was "future" for them? "Tomorrow, next week, or next year?" Did they even have a word for future? Or was life exclusively about develop and expand the group and getting food for the day? Or did they, too, have other goals and meaning with their lives?

Lyrics and vocals: Our dear poet Peter, https://soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Music, Mix and Production; Seagull, https://soundcloud.com/farout-music-studio

Calm Stream

    I have no words, just thoughts, like these
    Of primal cravings, fears and needs.
    My leathered skin, yet young, seems older
    Browned and cracked I shiver colder
    Depicting beasts muralled large within my cave, 
    Their fatty flesh my empty gut to crave.

    Bursting fires from the frozen mountain thread
    And weave and belch and burn and spit of ochres red.
    The very poison whence my paintbox palette grows
    'Neath the toxic gases twixt congealing lava flows.
    In these extremes we live, but few, the young into
    the perma-sleep will often fall 
    And not so old, our eldest ageing too, follow close
    upon the darkest terror's call.

    Meat and heat is all I need,
    Stone and bone, all I own.
    Skin the flesh, strip it clean.
    Cleanse it in the calming stream.

    Strip the skin, spit the pips,
    Moisturise the burning lips.
    Skin the flesh, strip it clean.
    Cleanse it in the calming stream.

Ancient Man - Seagull & Peter

A rather spontanious track with some improvising and noodling based on a quirky sequence made with the Odyssey, synced to the moog sound studio. Please enjoy!

14.05.2024
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will work for peace

Miasma

From Nickel and Steel's debut album - available on all streaming services!

Lyrics:

He would arrive at half past four
He took the garbage beside my door
He said I can’t talk of it anymore
In my mind, there is always war
 
Because Joe is still in Vietnam
Yes, he’s gone, he’s not coming back
Because Joe is still in Vietnam
 
He carried the bags in his hands
Filled with bodies from the jungle land
He called at night, said do you understand
What could I say to the burning lamb
 
Because Joe is still in Vietnam
Yes, he’s gone, he’s not coming back
Because Joe is still in Vietnam
 
He’s not going be on the next train
He’s not going to come in from the pouring rain
He’s not going to give his kind regards
It’s really, really too hard
 
He came home no one cared
He had a face crippled by wear
Memories of those lads placed on his back
All that weight too much to ask
 
Because Joe is still in Vietnam
Yes, he’s gone, he’s not coming back
Because Joe is still in Vietnam
Because Joe is still in Vietnam

Joe Is Still In Vietnam

A happy little tune for ladybirds to dance to.
All virtual synths in Arturia Analog Lab V

Seven-spot ladybird eating aphids on a rose bush

All For Nothing

Play With Delay

Written and recorded before breakfast. I  later re-did backing though and used subscription to re-upload 

Please let me let you down
I'm just a clown
My mind isn't sound 
It's known around town
Could you let me let you down?
Do let me lay about 
I've never been stout 
In my struggle with doubt 
Until I get gout
Please let me lay about 
Why don't we embrace love?
Why don't we embrace love?
Why don't we embrace love?
Embrace love
Would you let me let you lie?
Let your heart calcify 
I couldn't let myself comply 
Quite brave for a wise guy 
Would you let me let you lie?
Never could let you let me down
With words and deeds that confound
So let's wear a long gown 
And watch the sun going down 
Never never never let me let you down
Never let me let you down

Never Let Me Let You Down

Pour mémoire, et par amour de la voix veloutée de cette basse électrique, nouveau mix pour cette chanson de 2021
 PAROLES
Les souvenirs sont comme les chats
Amour faut-il qu’il m’en souvienne ?
C’est toujours sans bruit qu’ils reviennent
Assis sur leurs pattes de velours

Les souvenirs sont comme des rois
 Dont il ne reste que la tour
Tout autour les chats font leur cour
Assis sur leurs pattes de velours

Les souvenirs sont comme les chats
 C’est toujours au cœur qu’ils surprennent
On suit leurs traces dans la rue
Au moment où on ne les attend plus

Les souvenirs sont comme les chats
C’est toujours au cœur qu’ils reviennent
On entend leurs pas dans la rue
 Quand on les croyait disparus
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Memories are like cats
Love, must I remember it?
It is always without noise that they return
Sitting on their velvet paws

Memories are like kings
 Of which only the tower remains
All around, cats are courting
Sitting on their velvet paws

Memories are like cats
 It is always at the heart that they surprise
We follow in their footsteps in the street
At a time when we no longer expect them

Memories are like cats
It is always to the heart that they return
You can hear their footsteps in the street
 When we thought they were extinct

les souvenirs sont comme les chats

Your best

Welcome to my world,  🌍
and a warm thank you to all of you who take your time to listen, comment and like my songs. It is much appreciated !! 😉 🙏🏽

And a huge thank you to all of you who have collaborated with me on many of the songs! 😀 ❤️

Videos are on my YouYube channel  📽

And by the way TERROR, THREAT & WAR NOT ACCEPTED!

Ancient Man - Seagull & Peter

FarOut Music Studio