So nice party vibes, I absolutely love the retro feelings on this dance... You are so talented my friend! 🙏💫

I simply love all of your work! It is so mesmerizing and profound! You inject lots of love in your tracks!

Great listening time here, Fiona. Thanks for sharing your music. 💐💐💐💐💐

Now that I'm starting to get into electronic music a little bit, I appreciate great production like this a lot more!

DANCE IN THE LIGHT AND ALMOST BELIEVE

Like the short lyrics' meaning "love has no hurry", music makes contrasts on rhythms and textures even inside each part: Main theme starts with fast drums on slow melodies & has a DANCEABLE? 2nd part with lead bass guitar; Central theme makes fast tracks become slow to the left channel and vice-versa, progressing to a POST-ROCK? atmosphere. Meanwhile, two lead guitars and echoing voices complete the contrasting piece. I hope to get your feedback !!!

Image: "Virginal rosebud", photo by Ruizzoidman

Letra / lyrics: No hay prisa. / There is no hurry.

No hace falta darse prisa; / There is no need to hurry up;
todo va rápido. / everything goes fast.

No hay prisa. / There is no hurry.

Lo que ha de suceder / What is to happen
termina por ocurrir. / gets to happen in the end.

No hay prisa. / There is no hurry.

Te quiero, te quiero, … / I love you, I love you, …

Ser impaciente / Being impatient
sólo puede hacerme sufrir. / can only make me suffer.

No hay prisa. / There is no hurry.

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

No hay prisa (Te quiero)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aqhxbJwT6r4

Deszczowa dusza / Rainy soul

Opus 76

A lyrical an musical vision of my trip to Hell, after I was clinically dead, aka brain dead.

Artwork was done by Jame' Bryce

The Darkness

Cover of Talking Heads’ Psycho Killer.

One of the most original bands of the late 1970s.

Original https://youtu.be/eauZzwt8Ci8

About Talking Heads https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Talking_Heads

More cover versions https://soundcloud.com/yankel-muromachi/sets/duck-cover-versions

Published on SC 3 March 2023

Situationism

Psycho Killer (Talking Heads cover)

African funk Latin Jazz dub: Entheogenic Psychonaught, guitars & keyboards. Mikey McFaffington, saxophone

Under the Baobab Tree. (Funk mix). with. Entheogenic Psychonaught & Mikey McFaffington

Jazz variations made after listening to a rap track by Dtrot the Pilot, a vast talent....first time listening...and I mean really listening... to a rap track....specifically....listening to the musical patterns. After immersion in Dtrot the Pilot's track (Whatcha Feelin) for over an hour...this came out. Thank you Dtrot. You inspired me.

Jazz (Horn) Variations on listening carefully to a rap track

Mix/Master: WOODS STUDIO

LYRIC

In happier days
I can’t remember when
But happier days
Than those we’re living in
You could enjoy the delusion 
Progress would bless our lives

Now here we are
Bitten by the bytes
And all of this awfulness thrives
 
A man of my years' seen things
He knows what tomorrow brings
Is another today
To piddle away
And though disillusion stings
A man of my years still sings his heart out

My last birthday wish
I asked to be ignored
But granting me this
The world could not afford
It had to be firing off rockets
Singing a children’s song off key
You see
A man of my years is done
Pretending he’s having fun 
If he feels it he laughs
If not he asks
Would it bother anyone 
If a man of my years should run and hide
While a shred of pride remains 

A slice of cake I’ll handle
Please don’t light that candle
My age in the icing
Is that meant to be a nice thing?
You tell me to blow now
But I will not
I have got to go now

I promise you this
I’ll make no promises
You’ll say I just did
But that’s not what this is
I’m merely aware of my standing
I’ve got to get off my feet

There’s kids on the lawn
I could shout at them
Instead I just yawn and repeat

A man of my years sits back
with a cold drink and salty snack
His work is long done
He’s had enough fun
Now he wants to relax
After laughter and tears
All the hurrahs and jeers
I’m a man of my years!

Sexagenarian III

A Man Of My Years

A Big Thank You to  https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing  for the wonderful Flugelhorn, drums and mixing, a great pleasure to collab…

Antonin Artaud (1896-1948) was a French writer, poet, draughtsman, actor, dramaturge and theatre theorist

The picture shows an excerpt of one of his drawings

Please, if you like, take also a listen to the remix by  https://soundcloud.com/33per/artuad?si=17522a37f7564140bcd237b9b3baa986&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

By sheer accident I came across this small and riveting book by Stephen Barber, that was recently published by Diaphanes. It is called "A Sinister Assassin". It provides translations of Antonin Artaud's last writings (September 1947 - March 1948)

The following text is the last entry in his notebook:






so, the same figure
returns every 
morning (he is an other)
in order to accomplish his 
	revolting, criminal 
	and murderous, sinister 
	mission which is to 
	maintain
the state of bewitchment cast upon
me  (2)

and continue to
make of me
this eternally
bewitched man
		etc etc (2)

The Last Note Of Antonin Artaud (collab with joerxworx)

Back in retro mode with this 90's style dance track 🎵

Vocals from various royalty free sources.

Free download if you like it.

Thank you for listening ♥

Dark Night

Rodolfo https://soundcloud.com/rplanes first shared this beautiful piece with me 2 years ago, which has had a gradual development since I first wrote the lyrics back then. More recently Ce Mastro https://soundcloud.com/cemastro added some exciting backing vocals which transformed the chorus and then even more recently we invited Dave McKeown https://soundcloud.com/dave-mckeown to contribute some lovely sax that we believed was just what the song needed. Rodolfo's song has such a feeling of romantic innocence yet with a wonderful rhythmic flow, that I hoped the words might feel from a simpler time. We hope you all enjoy our song of innocence (and inexperience) which thankfully is a work of fiction. Thanks again to Rodolfo for sharing this magical piece and his great skills as well as Ce and Dave's unique gifts to make this one happen. 
We thank you all for taking the time to listen.

Rodolfo Planes - Music composition, instrumentation, arrangement, production and mix.
Ce Mastro - Backing vocals
Me - Lead vocals and lyrics
Dave McKeown - Sax solo and fills

https://continentalcollision.bandcamp.com/track/almost-lovers

Almost Lovers (by Rodolfo Planes / Mark Bennett)

Once we were almost lovers, without a care.
We weren’t like all the others, somehow we just didn’t dare.
We never faced the fact,
What we had wasn’t real,
Didn’t have to deal,
With the truth while we were putting on an act
We’d have to pay,
And quite how that would feel.

The moment when I discovered, not wanting to share,
You with any of the others, that I just couldn’t bear.
But when my back was turned,
You made out with a guy,
I thought was my friend.
Then I knew that my world had been overturned,
Put out to dry,
And what a way to end.

It’s not the way that I’d hoped this scene would play out,
Leaving the stage in the first act. 
It was cruel but at least I was left in no doubt.
C’est la vie, as a matter of fact.

Were never really lovers, just make believe.
Like sister and brother, with only ourselves to deceive.
I should have known right then,
I’d be out on my ear 
Instead of in love.
Waiting for the finale, not knowing when,
I’d disappear,
When the push comes to shove.

It’s not the way that I’d hoped this scene would play out,
Leaving the stage in the first act. 
It was cruel but at least I was left in no doubt.
C’est la vie, as a matter of fact.

Almost Lovers - Continental Collision (featuring Ce Mastro & Dave McKeown) Now Available on Bandcamp

Original song, lyrics, vocal, mix & mastering by KOE
All tracks protected "Copyright France" ©
https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/
Have a good listen!
KOE

"Believe again"
When i was a kid, i never cried
many books have closed
and the tears are flowing now
how to trust again
how to still believe
to all the promises

When i was, a teenager
head full of positive things.
many pages have been turned
now the rivers have dried up
tell me how to believe again
in all this confusion
tell me how to believe again
in this illusion...

when i was in my thirties
nothing scared me
but fire and blood in our lives
makes me fear the worst
how to trust again
how to still believe
in this crazy world

once, the sky was clear
but time has done its job
could you tell me the secret
could you tell me what to do
to go back, believe again
to go back believe again...

Quand j'étais enfant, je ne pleurais jamais.
de nombreux livres se sont fermés
et les larmes coulent maintenant
comment refaire confiance
comment croire encore
à toutes les promesses

Quand j'étais adolescent
la tête pleine de choses positives.
Mais de nombreuses pages ont été tournées
maintenant les rivières se sont asséchées
Dis-moi comment croire à nouveau
dans toute cette confusion
Dis-moi comment croire à nouveau
dans cette illusion...

quand j'étais dans la trentaine
rien ne me faisait peur
mais le feu et le sang dans nos vies
me fait craindre le pire
comment refaire confiance
comment croire encore
dans ce monde de fous?

autrefois, le ciel était clair
mais le temps a fait son oeuvre.
pourriez-vous me dire le secret
pourriez-vous me dire quoi faire
revenir en arrière, croire à nouveau
Faire demi-tour et croire à nouveau...

Believe again

Download here 👦

Lyrics below...
Artwork is by my friend's wife Margaryta Yermolayeva.
Please check out her paintings at margaryta-yermolayeva.pixels.com

Lyrics:

Wrested with enigma of time
Shadows on the wall from the fire behind
Shapes and detail, circles and lines

I've always wondered what could it be
release these shackles, set me free

Thousands of years we thought we knew
We were sure that it all must be true
Silhouettes of monsters and God
Before my eyes, you can see it to.

There must be more than life beholds
Once in a while I feel that breeze that's cold
If I could only turn around
If I could only turn around
If I could only turn around

And then that fateful day came
All the elders thought I was insane
Turning around for the first time

Thousands of years of myths and lies
Leaving the cave I almost died
On my knees, in my hands, I cried
On my knees, in my hands, I cried

Wrested with the enigma of time
Shadows on the wall from the fire behind
Shapes and detail, circles and lines

The Allegory Of The Cave

Heard the winds of Scotland!

Un vent d'Ecosse tout ouÏ,
Composé et   joué par Loony De Bussy

Photo: Bruno Chassaigne 
(Morbihan / Bretagne)

Darmor Gigue

DARMOR GIGUE - Loony

Silly stuff..a sort of " imaginary funeral"...

The Half Light

song i wrote and now its now been recorded by a pro and it sounds good even if i do say so myself

magical eyes

(Don't follow me here, best on my main page ;)

At home producer of electronic tracks in varying styles - I really enjoy experimenting with melding different genres. 
Been writing songs since the mid 70's whilst playing bass & drums in various bands (the first one was a punk band) and digitally writing since 2006. Retired now, so much more time for having fun with music :) It's just a hobby for me these days; Soundcloud is just a great place to share music & connect with people who have the same interests.  All my recent music is free to download - if you want to download any that don't have a download link, just let me know :)
I appreciate - and love to listen to - all genres, from orchestral through to metal. 

Thank you for reading, and hope you enjoy the music.
Fiona x

Dark Night

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