The uppermost intimate thing I could possibly produce, music-wise.
In January Twinsanity and I broke up which led me to recording the song "Don't Speak" by No Doubt, actually crying about the split-up, and again further weeping triggered by the lyrics of the song. 
I happened to forget the recordings on the SD-card of Twinsanity's mircrophone. He eventually discovered the songs and made this remix. And sent it to me after we were joint again. 
With love.

Fiona - Don't Speak (No Doubt cover) (Nimbus Quarantine Remix by Twinsanity)

For all the insomniacs out there. 
It's not you. It's the moon.

And the [classified information].

Cover of "Dream A Little Dream of Me" by the Mamas and the Papas.




Dream A Little Dream Of Me

Another result of people repeatedly asking me to record songs to fall asleep to :)

Thank you for the music, Patrick Watson and Moritz Kelm  (http://moritz-kelm.de/blog/tabs/patrick-watson-wooden-arms.html) 


Wooden Arms

It's 2:41 pm. 
Good night, party people. 



Song "This Lullaby" by the Queens of the Stone Age. 

Lullaby

You call it diligence, I call you stupid.
A good night to all the night shifters out there. 

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The chewy end of your pen 
will pierce your tired eyes 
when your head falls over again

The cigarettes went out 
just the butts and their smoke 
are forming a misty cloud 

the pulse in your teeth 
from caffeine sweets 
resembles a familiar heartbeat 


Good night my dear 
Get over your fear 
more precisely: your existensangst 
You call it "diligence" 
I call you "stupid" 
See you tommorow, 
I'm off for tonight 


Your billionth stare 
on your Raufaser wall 
you still find new faces in there 

Your stomach is sore 
just coffee inside 
makes sounds as if it would snore 

4 am and you try 
to type down to-dos 
the keyboard sings a sweet lullaby 

Good night my dear 
Get over your fear 
more precisely: your existensangst 
You call it "diligence" 
I call you "stupid" 
See you tommorow, 
I'm off for tonight 

Take a look at your screen 
it says "the phenomenon of emergent 
implications cat letter my friend
 Andreassssssshgjslkslsfhzzz...."

smooth the frowns 
give yourself a rest 
brush your teeth, lie down and sleep 

Turn off the light 
turn off all the lights 
don't forget: Your computer's one too 

Good night my dear 
Get over your fear 
more precisely: your existensangst 
You call it "diligence" 
I call you "stupid" 
See you tommorow, 
I'm off for tonight 



Existenzangst

dimdededim dimdededim, dimdededim dimdededim,
dimdededim dimdededim, dimdededim dimdededim,
dimdededim dimdededim, dimdededim dimdededim,
dimdededim dimdededim, dimdededim dimdededimmmm

Thank you Patrick Watson for this and those and these and all the others. 

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