PINOCCHIO'S HIDEOUT OR THE LOVE FOR AMNESIA

The Way: Twenty directional tracks from the SoundCloud community

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Synths by COtu
Produced by COtu
Mixed by COtu
Mastered by Marc Felish

Sleepwalk In Chernobyl

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Did this piano session  for you recently, and I hope you enjoy. Love, Rina  

Live Reflexion#007

The Smoking Trout collaborative is back with another installment in the story of the Quest for the Holy Dumpling! On this one, me, Jeff, Uziel, and Stephen are joined by Tot for the first time. He sent us an awesome beat to serve as the rhythmic backbone to this new song. Then Stephen totally funkified it with guitar, Uziel gave a stellar performance on vocals with some original lyrics, and Jeff and I contributed just the right amount of weirdness. Hope you will enjoy!

* Uziel @user-455619833 -- Vocals, Lyrics, and Vocal Production

* TexMex Shaman @texmex-shaman -- Bass & Lead/Rhythm Guitar funkiness

* Stonerjazz @user-911083679 -- Modulated Guitar & Vocaloid melodies

* Tot - @tot-beat -- Beat & Drums

* Tea R. Sea -- Synth, Sound Effects & Production

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Catch up with the first 5 tracks of our work-in-progress concept album, Quest for the Holy Dumpling: https://on.soundcloud.com/FR63a

Listen to the Smoking Trout's first album, The Land of Zed (2021-2022): https://on.soundcloud.com/WB34q
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Lyrics:

All those normal little things... pass us by, pass ussssssss
mirage of migrant, trucks full of food tiny boutiques nose up looking down
street dancers, performers, the arts little stalls selling fruit

and the bus tumbles through

HOWEVER GUS, You remember Gus? The driver of this bus...
Regretfully informs us that our engine food is at the edge of E, and the only thing we'll be running on soon is fumes

And as we approach, We can hear
A dusty massive heart beating city industry eldritch being and foreboding
Sitting atop his sky scrapers gloating
"Hungry enough yet?" It's beastly maw cries! "It's 10 for 5 and the price only went up 6.7%
Nothing to you, you're worker bees and you can make more honey, can't you?"

While yes that's true
We are the life blood that flow through
But people like me and you
Can't afford it

Fortune cookie flavor our journey
It's the last I got
I'm looking for the old woman
The gate keeper to the other side
Where we have the wholly divide
Away from this hellish relish
And Instead:
Dumpling soup, dumpling plump, fried in foie gras butter perhaps?
Holy condiment burns through fiery on your Thai chili adjusted tongue,

BUT THAT'S JUST ME! It tastes different for everyone

"OH, I can't help it!

We are all starving, the bus is outta' gas, and spewing smoke, Gus is cussing up a storm, Roberta's lighting up her last swiff... I think Larry's getting water?... but we're all outta food"
said Jimmy to Sally and Stu

All digging through our pockets to get the last crumb or two
Looking forward to what we have to share
But it looks like
It's not a lot

Dumpling Stew (Smoking Trout's HOLY DUMPLING #6) w/ Uziel, Stonerjazz, TexMex Shaman & Tot

Dope Jam Band-TheSmokingTrout
This is my first time participating, but Smoking Trout's other songs are also great, 
so be sure to check out the album! 
Oh~~Yeah! 
Thank U 4 Listening!!!

* Uziel @user-455619833 -- Vocals, Lyrics, and Vocal Production

* TexMex Shaman @texmex-shaman -- Lead & Rhythm Guitar funkiness

* Stonerjazz @user-911083679 -- Modulated Guitar & Vocaloid melodies

* Tot - @tot-beat -- Beat & Drums

* Tea R. Sea -- Synth, Sound Effects & Production

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Catch up with the first 5 tracks of our work-in-progress concept album, Quest for the Holy Dumpling: on.soundcloud.com/FR63a

Listen to the Smoking Trout's first album, The Land of Zed (2021-2022): on.soundcloud.com/WB34q
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Lyrics:

All those normal little things... pass us by, pass ussssssss
mirage of migrant, trucks full of food tiny boutiques nose up looking down
street dancers, performers, the arts little stalls selling fruit

and the bus tumbles through

HOWEVER GUS, You remember Gus? The driver of this bus...
Regretfully informs us that our engine food is at the edge of E, and the only thing we'll be running on soon is fumes

And as we approach, We can hear
A dusty massive heart beating city industry eldritch being and foreboding
Sitting atop his sky scrapers gloating
"Hungry enough yet?" It's beastly maw cries! "It's 10 for 5 and the price only went up 6.7%
Nothing to you, you're worker bees and you can make more honey, can't you?"

While yes that's true
We are the life blood that flow through
But people like me and you
Can't afford it

Fortune cookie flavor our journey
It's the last I got
I'm looking for the old woman
The gate keeper to the other side
Where we have the wholly divide
Away from this hellish relish
And Instead:
Dumpling soup, dumpling plump, fried in foie gras butter perhaps?
Holy condiment burns through fiery on your Thai chili adjusted tongue,

BUT THAT'S JUST ME! It tastes different for everyone

"OH, I can't help it!

We are all starving, the bus is outta' gas, and spewing smoke, Gus is cussing up a storm, Roberta's lighting up her last swiff... I think Larry's getting water"
said Jimmy to Sally and Stu

All digging through our pockets to get the last crumb or two
Looking forward to what we share
But it looks like
It's not a lot

Dumpling Stew (Smoking Trout's HOLY DUMPLING #6)w/ Uziel, Stonerjazz, TexMex Shaman & Tea R.Sea

OnTheEdgeOfTheWorld

Hey have you heard
That time is running out
And there leaves no doubt

To arms to arms
Man the stations heed the call
One and all

Enough with all the debate
The time’s for action
Before it’s too…

Oh can you see
We’re all standing on the edge
On the edge of the world

Solo

When the embers 
Of your dreams 
Lie smouldering 
At your feet 

Then will you see 
We’re all standing on the edge 
On the edge of the world 

Solo

Enough with all the debate
The time’s for action
Before it’s too…

Hey have you heard
That time is running out
And there leaves no doubt

When the embers 
Of your dreams 
Lie smouldering 
At your feet 

Then will you see
We’re all standing on the edge
On the edge of the world

On the edge of the world

OnTheEdgeOfTheWorld

■概要(Overview)
あ～今日も楽器のお稽古に疲れちゃったわ～
左手が上手く動かないのよね～関係ないけどお腹空いたし
パン屋に寄って帰ろう
あ、そうだ、左手にトングを持って左手の練習してみようかな
え～っと、ドーナツは・・あっ、でも今日はチョココロネが食べたい気分
・・はっ！・・視線を感じる・・ドーナツの！
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・・・・そんな事を想像して作った曲です。

Ah, I'm tired from practicing my instrument today too.
My left hand isn't working properly. It doesn't matter, but I'm hungry.
Let's go to the bakery and go home.
Ah, that's right, I think I'll try holding the tongs in my left hand and practice my left hand.
Um, donuts... ah, but today I feel like eating chocolate coronet.
...Ha! ...I feel the gaze...of the donut!
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...This is a song I created while imagining something like that.

■歌詞
「いらっしゃいませ！」
パン屋に寄ったの帰り道
クルミパンとチョココロネ
ああ　ドーナツを選ばなかった

それでもやっぱり気になって
チラッと横目で見てしまう
綺麗に並んだドーナツが
悲しそうだ

笑顔にするため
生まれてきたのに
通り過ぎるなんて
出来なくなっていた

♪♪♪(あなたの事を待っていた)♪♪♪

左利きのふりして(優しい手で今)
トレーにのせた
震える手で落とさないように

自分でもわからない
そんなこと
くだらないよ
見せかけだよ
偽善的だよ
自分に酔ってさ
(あなたが決めた事)

もしも私がこのドーナツを
手に取らなかったら
そして気まぐれを起こさなかったら
おやつ食べた天使の笑顔
見れたかもしれないのに


毎週買ってたドーナツ
たまには食べたいチョココロネ
ああ　誘惑に　負けてしまった

心の声：「それなら一緒に買っちゃいな」
心の声：「甘いものならばいくらでも食べきれるはずよ」
心の声：「迷いは不要よ」

♪♪♪(あなたの笑顔見れるかな)♪♪♪
♪♪♪

優柔不断で風見鶏
煮え切らないの　それって・・駄目ね
曇った心で純粋なあなたの気持ちを
ふざけた左手で触って壊した
天使の笑顔が見れたはずなのに

「無意味」なだけじゃなくて
「有害な存在」であると気付いた

♪♪♪♪♪♪

(甘い誘惑ね・・)
(正解は無いわ)
(あなたの思うままでいいはずよ)

何も望むものは無いわ
ドーナツが寂しそうだったから・・

もしも私がこのドーナツを
手に取らなかったら
そして気まぐれを起こさなかったら
おやつ食べた天使の笑顔
見れたかもしれないのに


(私たちには選択権が無いの)
(あなたは恵まれた環境にいるくせに・・)
(公園のベンチの真ん中に座って)
(ひじ掛けに左手を置いて)
(遠くの空を眺めながら)
(ため息をつく)
(そうやってかじった一口目の私はさぞかし甘いでしょうね)
(二口、三口と食べ続けて)
(最後の一口を食べ終える頃)
(あなたはすっかり忘れているはずよ)
(私たちの事を)
(まるで初めから存在しなかったかのように)

子供：「お母さん、ドーナツ食べたいよ」
母親：「さっき笹団子食べたばっかりでしょ」
子供：「えーっ、もっと、もっとー！」
母親：「いい加減にしてちょうだい」

(・・・いらっしゃいませ！)

■Lyrics
"welcome!"
On the way home from a stop at the bakery
Walnut bread and chocolate coronet
Oh she didn't choose donuts

Still, I'm still curious
I glance sideways
Donuts lined up neatly
Looks sad

to make people smile
was born
Thinking like that, I can't just pass by
could not


♪♪♪(I was waiting for you)♪♪♪

Pretending to be left-handed (with gentle hands now)
I put it on the tray
I was careful not to drop it with my trembling hands.

I don't even know myself
Such a thing
It's trivial
It's just a sham
That's hypocritical
get drunk on yourself
(That's your decision)

If I didn't put this donut on the tray
And if I don't cause a whim
The smile of an angel who ate a snack
they could have seen

Donuts I bought every week
Chocolate corone that I want to eat once in a while
Ah, I gave in to temptation.

Voice in my heart: “Then let’s buy it together.”
Inner voice: "If it's sweet, I'm sure I can eat as much as I want."
Voice in my heart: “There’s no need to hesitate.”

♪♪♪(Can I see your smile)♪♪♪
♪♪♪

Weathervane with indecision
My heart doesn't boil over. That's no good.
With a clouded heart, your pure feelings
I playfully touched it with my left hand and broke it.
I should have seen the smile of an angel

Not just “pointless”
I realized that I was a “harmful presence”

♪♪♪♪♪♪

(Sweet temptation...)
(There is no correct answer)
(It should be whatever you want)

There's nothing I want
However, I thought Donut looked lonely...

If I didn't put this donut on the tray
And if I don't cause a whim
The smile of an angel who ate a snack
they could have seen

(We don't have a choice)
(Even though you are in a privileged environment...)
(You're sitting in the middle of a park bench)
(You put your left hand on the armrest)
(While you look at the distant sky)
(You sigh)
(The taste of your first bite of mine will be really sweet.)
(Keep eating two and three bites)
(By the time you finish your last bite)
(You must have completely forgotten)
(about us)
(As if it never existed in the first place)

Child: "Mom, I want to eat donuts."
Mother: “You just ate bamboo dumplings, right?”
Child: “Eh, more, more!”
Mother: “Please take it easy.”

(···welcome!)

Irasshaimase!(Welcome!)

Far away girl painting : Nataly NGM 
Notes & words composed, played and sung by Bruno Chassaigne 
Mastered by Loony De Bussy in October 2023

You Got The Right - Bruno C.

Music: Yann Kifer and Oddrun Eikli.
Piano , keys, and instrumental composition: Yann Kifer @annkifer
Vocals, text, photo and vocal composition: Oddrun Eikli
Studiowork: Arne Hiorth

In Yann Kifer's music I was inspired to focus on" Moments Of Life."
In Nature. In People. In Music.
It`s heavy and painful times for our world, despite this I have to thank Yann, from the bottom of my heart, for the musical joy even in such a time. 

The Way We Used To Sing. 

What is there to see
Catch the rain
And count the stars
Sounds waits

Ripples through the storm
In twilight and dew
I awake
To the rising sun

This is the way we used to sing

And remembered
The way we used to sing

In this moment
A door wide open
Eyes blink open

Eyes like the ocean
Light golden sea breaths
A Moment of Life

The Way We Used To Sing. Yann Kifer and Oddrun Eikli.

Tea and Honey

Naive romantic lyrics. The whole rest is harmonies and melodies.

You stare at me intensely 
a bit like you would with a child 
who you think is lying to you 
you simply don't believe me 

Give me a hundred years 
to show you my feelings 
put them to the test of time
but you won't find any traces 
of the passing of time, then wearily
you'll understand that my love 
is not wind

look at me, I defend myself 
with the weapons of a child 
who wants to win your trust 
to steal your heart 


Give me a hundred years 
to cross the oceans 
brave the waves and the torments
so that in the end not a trace 
of this weary time
then you'll know that my love 
is not wind

C'est Pas Du Vent (translated)

HIDEOUT 007

J’AI UN SINGE ACCROCHÉ AUX BRANCHAGES DU DOS
UN CRAPAUD BUFFLE SUR LES PAUPIÈRES
J’AI DU TROP M’ÉMECHER AVEC PAS QUE DE L’EAU
PAS QUE LE DOS DE LA CUILLER

DES GRUES DES VAMPIRES ET DES BANDITS MANCHOTS
POUR SEULS COMPAGNONS DE FORTUNE
SOUS LES FLASHS DES RADARS LES NÉONS DES PEEP-SHOWS
ET L’ŒIL GOGUENARD DE LA LUNE

UNE HACHE PLANTÉE DANS LA BÛCHE DU CRÂNE
DES GRUMEAUX DE MOTS DANS LE CERVEAU OH OH
`ET TANDIS QUE ME POUSSENT DES OREILLES D’ÂNE
VOILA QUE COMME POUR PINOCCHIOOOOO

MON NEZ S’ALLONGE AU GRÉ DE MES MENSONGES
OU POUR DISTINGUER LE VRAI DU FAUX
FAUDRAIT FAIRE LA PART DU RÉEL ET DES SONGES
DE L’ALCOOL ET DU DOUBLE ZÉRO

CHAHUTÉ BALLOTÉ SUR LES FLOTS DE LA FOULE
TOURNEBOULÉ PAR DES VENTS CONTRAIRES 
TELLE UNE MOULE ACCROCHÉE AU ROCHER DANS LA HOULE
UNE PIERRE QUI ROULE DANS LA POUSSIÈRE

DÉJÀ LES VAUTOURS ME RÔDENT AUTOUR
LES MAUVAISES NOUVELLES VONT VITE
JE VOIS ÇA VENIR GROS COMME UN POIDS LOURD
DEMAIN C’EST SÛR JE LÉVITE

NANANI NANANERE EN VEUX-TU EN VOILÀ
DES BITURES DES FLOPS ET DES GALÈRES
DES HALLUS DES MANDALES ET DES SALES MANDALAS
COMME UN PARFUM DE POUDRE DANS L’AIR   

JE ME RESSERS UN VERRE LE FILET SE RESSERRE
POURVU QUE JE PASSE ENTRE LES MAILLES
ET A TRAVERS LES BALLES DE REVOLVER
DANS CE PUTAIN DE CHAMPS DE BATAILLE

MAIS OU EST DONC ORNICAR ET QU’A-T-ON FAIT DE NOS AILES
UNE TONNE DE PLOMB SOUS CHAQUE SEMELLE
ON VOUDRAIT COMME ICARE MONTER VERS LE SOLEIL
LES MORTS SE RAMASSENT À LA PELLE

ET ÇA CANARDE À TOUT VA COMME DANS UN SALE POLAR
SAUF QUE C’EST MARQUÉ DANS LE JOURNAL
ÇA TIRE À TIRE-LARIGOT LE ROUGE VIRE AU NOIR
SAUF QU’ON EST PAS VRAIMENT DANS STENDHAL

ALORS JE VAIS MAUGRÉANT, SONGEUR ET TACITURNE
LE LONG DES TROTTOIRS OMBILICAUX
DIRECTION LE NÉANT LES ANNEAUX DE SATURNE
AVEC MON POTE PÉPÉ LE MOKO

IL NOUS RESTE ENCORE UN BOUT DE ROUTE À FAIRE
AVANT D’ATTEINDRE LE PARADIS
UN WEEK-END AU PURGATOIRE ET UNE SAISON EN ENFER
EN PRENANT TOUS LES SENS INTERDITS

J’AI UN SINGE ACCROCHÉ AUX BRANCHAGES DU DOS
UN CRAPAUD BUFFLE SUR LES PAUPIÈRES
J’AI DU TROP M’ÉMECHER AVEC PAS QUE DE L’EAU
PAS QUE LE DOS DE LA CUILLER

ET GLOU ET GLOU ET RONPATAPON
PIED AU PLANCHER A FOND LA CHIGNOLE
DES ROUES DES ROUES DES BATONS DES BATONS
AH LAISSEZ MOI QUE JE RIGOLE

HURLER AVEC LES LOUPS BÊLER AVEC LES MOUTONS
COMME DES RATS DANS LA SOURICIÈRE
L’INFO NOUS POUSSE A BOUT ET LE POGNON NOUS TOND
A MOINS QUE ÇA NE SOIT LE CONTRAIRE

PINOCCHIO STENDHAL & CO (Lyrics)

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Lead Vocal
Hans-Michael Albers:  All instruments, arrangement & production

Whenever we send Hans the demo of a new song, one of the most enticing parts of the process is that we never know what is going to come winging it’s way back from Hamburg.  We never try and steer him in any particular direction because we have total faith that whatever he sends will  be much, much better than anything we’d had in mind.

Quite often, once a week or two has passed and he’s had the chance to expand on his thinking, he’ll send another version, totally different from the first but always something equally as brilliant, causing both Tel and myself to ponder which one to post.   A quandary of the very best kind.  

Chris O is a multi-faceted musician who seems at home within any genre but there’s no doubt she is best known for her mastery of The Blues, hence the demo leaning very firmly in that direction…or so we thought  However, on hearing it for the first time, Hans heard something very different.  His thoughts focused on a simple piano / voice ballad, something we were certainly not expecting but which totally blew us away.

By the end of that weekend though, along too came the blues version, a delicious groove to which I couldn’t wait to add some drums and as those who’ve already heard it will know, that’s the one we eventually posted.  Nevertheless, the indelible mark imprinted on my sensibilities by the unplugged mix simply refused to go away.  Even though it’s precisely the same vocal, the pared-back accompaniment pushes it’s heart and it’s power to the fore and I felt that it deserved to be heard.  So that’s the reason we’re posting ‘The Love of Mrs. O’, phase two…

In closing, despite our retirement from active involvement here on SC, Cripple Club wanted to send each and every one of you our sincere thanks for continuing to support our work.  Your generosity of spirit and kind words always mean so much to the three of us.  (Gary Reeves)

I met a brave woman by the name of Mrs O
Playing ‘The Blues’ flying high sometimes flying low
Guitars and Banjos pitching..always acoustic 
Singing and sharing a love affair with music

The Love Of Mrs O

No distance too far, mile by mile growing warm
Confidence of written word believing in art-form
Marriage strings and voice harmonising sounds
The love of freedom scales tightly in bounds

The Love Of Mrs O

Concerts of brave, pulse to a time
Ensemble in waves, helping the climb
Brothers of blues, traveller of love
Live music choose, to fit like a glove

The Love Of Mrs O

Mrs O keeps soaring magnum opus in her hands
Song of friendship for a man from many bands
Expanse of cumulus clouds, filming for all to see
Never hiding from the challenge in the Nebulosity

The Love Of Mrs O

Up and down across the world finding a closeness
No discrimination of any kind, love is always best
From ‘The Beatles’ land to a Sydney education 
Fondness for Mrs O, giving a continuous ovation

The Love Of Mrs O

THE LOVE OF MRS. O (UNPLUGGED) - CRIPPLE CLUB

Like Someone With Amnesia

Secret Of The Night

Morphometry

Bandcamp

Clairsentinence

mutual fans on soundcloud, Xian3 proposed his vocals for my lyrics
and instrumental. He did a BIG WOW !!!!!!

What the F*CK Was I Thinking

What the F*CK was I thinking (feat. Xian3)

Crank The Crush - Music by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | Electric Guitars | Heavy ROCK on the spot!

Instruments: Electric Guitars & a Heavy Metal Boss Pedal

Cover Art Design: Photo & Graphics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe]

Music Composed & Produced, Recorded & Performed, Mixed & Mastered by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] at IYERN [Fe] RECORDS CANADA


Crank The Crush M 2 SubBass EQ Compr - REKHA - IYERN [Fe]

Crank The Crush

YouTube

Crank The Crush - Music by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | Electric Guitars | Heavy ROCK on the spot!

the traveller strikes twice

The Traveller Strikes Twice

Hey friends - I reworked an old song from 2012, which I deleted by accident - it s a funny one:)

Afraid - Likewyse featuring Marianne Holland

Rekha - Lyrics, Vocals, Guitars | Motion X - Synthesizers, Hand Pan 
Music composed by Rekha & Motion X | Mix & Mastering by Motion X 
Shiva Abode Video - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2gN08_aKD_Q
This is a collaboration in which I provided a backing track that Rekha transformed into a beautiful expression of universal peace & healing. 
Experience the Music of REKHA - @rekha-iyern-fe 
REKHA YouTube - www.youtube.com/c/REKHAIYERNFE 
REKHA Bandcamp - https://rekhaiyernfe.bandcamp.com/
REKHA Web - www.rekhamilkyocean.com/

Shiva Abode  
We need to return back to 
Where it all started
 In the creation of OM

We need to return to
 Where it all started
 In the creation of OM

Into the Shiva Abode 
Abode, Abode 
Om Shanti Om

Ah…Ah…Ah… 
Ah…Ah…Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Om… 
Ah…Ah…Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Om
 Oh…Om…Ah…Ah…Ah…Ah 
Ah…Ah…Ah…Ah…Ah…Ah

We need to return to
 Back to where it all started 
In the creation of OM

Ah…Ah…Ah…Ah… 
Om…

Credits: 
Music & Lyrics/Narration by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | Ambient Electric Guitars by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] 
Music Composed & Produced by Motion X, Final Mixing & Mastering by Motion X in the USA

Shiva Abode

YouTube Video

Rekha | Motion X - Shiva Abode (Video Link)

A song that kinda glides into the atmosphere upon release !

Cherish the Moment

IPG1's vocal track Living On The Edge with Llanpsych backing.
Many thanks to Ian for sharing his incredible talent with us all :)))))
Find Ian's track here
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/living-on-the-edge-vocals-92-bpm?si=b2305b4d249942ffa30f23c065da3381&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Living On The Edge - with IPG1

Chapter 169 of 266
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If you wish to take a dive into everything that has come before:
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Taffeta 169

TAFFETA | 169

This is my first collaboration with the great @ipg1 !

I've wanted to respond to one of his open collabs for a while now, but this is the first one that really came together. 

Thanks to Ian for offering up these super cool vocals, they were very inspiring to work with. I love the themes of unity and positivity that he infused into this track.

Rhythm of Life - w/ IPG1

Words/Music by Netta&McGill
Available on Spotify, YouTube, iTunes and other music streaming platforms

Thank you for stopping by and listening
-
Where to go 
When you’ve been so many places?
Where to stay 
When everywhere is home

Who to greet 
With these all familiar faces?
Staying put
Even though you want to roam

Oh you will find it - Ooooooo
Surely you’ll find it - Ooooooo

What to pack 
With limited possessions?
What to drive
The key lost long ago

How to pinpoint 
Where are your dear obsessions?
Never lost 
Even though the signs won’t show

Oh, you will find it - Oooooo
Surely you’ll find it - Oooooo

What to fear 
When you were never harmed
Who to trust 
When deceit is yet unknown

Who to love
When already you are charmed
You will see
You won’t question, you will know

Oh, you will find it - Oooooo
Surely you’ll find it - Oooooo

You Will Find It

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Garageband keyboard sounds
Yamaha Tenor Saxophone

New <insert choice of word>

WHEN YOU FINALLY L:EAVE

Future sunset Omarama
Knowing only you will see
It’s a low brow shrinking ceiling

A contract without words
It’s the thick of family
Harbinger of lonely hearts
The fate of you and me

And when you finally leave
We gotta face it courageously
When you finally leave
We gonna have to suck it up – it’s the right thing to do
We gonna have to draw down on memory 

Fate is born by trajectory
Attraction mangles fences
Leaving snow grass blowing free

And how the years were kind to us
Yearning for the workplace
The weekends oh so bleak

And when you finally leave . . .
Instrumental
You got a date stamp – a black hole in the sky - And I got to make way

You and your Omarama – we’ll both be conscience free
But how will we feel? . . . 

Cause when you finally . .

When You Finally Leave

Rosie:https://soundcloud.com/user-970938411-920931407
Thank you so much, Rosie.

All I Want (cover) Feat. Rosie

Portal To Another World

竹久夢二(Yumeji Takehisa) : September 16, 1884 - September 1, 1934
A painter representing the Taisho Romantic era, whose paintings of beautiful women were all the rage.
He was a representative painter of the Taisho Romantic era, and was sometimes called the ``Taisho Ukiyo-e artist.''

夢二（Yumeji）

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Supercell Is Approaching (version1)

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Supercell Is Approaching (version2)

The Road To Promise

Recalling some tequila, love words and more with them in that Ibiza bar, I wondered: “What if Pink Floyd met the spirit of Camarón de la Isla… in my bedroom?” I used lots of guitars, basses, etc. on a 12/8 beat, to enclose 3/4, 6/4 & 8/8 rhythms along.
> Pic: ruined well at hometown countryside

Letra / Translated Lyrics: EL POZO DE TU AMOR  /  THE WELL OF YOUR LOVE

Fui a abrir el grifo, estaba sediento,  /  I turned on the tap, I was thirsty,
fui a abrir el grifo de tu amor.  /  I turned on the tap of your love.
Fui a abrir el grifo, necesitaba hacerlo,  /  I turned on the tap, I needed to do it,
fui a abrir el grifo de tu amor.  /  I turned on the tap of your love.
Necesitaba un trago de tu amor,  /  I needed a drink of your love,
necesitaba el grifo de tu amor.  /  I needed the trap of your love.

Fui a bajar al pozo, me estaba muriendo,  /  I was going into the well, I was dying,
fui a bajar al pozo de tu amor.  /  I was going into the well of your love.
Fui a bajar al pozo, y me caí dentro,  /  I was going into the well, and fell inside,
fui a bajar al pozo de tu amor.  /  I was going into the well of your love.
Necesitaba un trago de tu amor,  /  I needed a drink of your love,
necesitaba el pozo de tu amor.  /  I needed the well of your love.

Por bajar al pozo, yo me caí dentro  /  Because of going into the well, I fell inside
y no quiero que nadie llore por mis lamentos  /  and I don’t want anybody to cry for my laments

Caí… por ti.  /  I fell … for you.
Caí… caí… caí por ti.  /  I fell … fell … fell for you.
Caí… a tu pozo, caí por ti.  /  I fell … into your well, fell for you.
Caí… caí… caí… caí a tu pozo por ti.  /  I fell … fell … fell … fell into your well for you.
Caí.  /  I fell.

Me he caído al pozo, y ahora que estoy dentro  /  I have fallen into the well, and now I’m inside
veo que se ha secado nuestro amor.  /  I see our love has dried up.
Vine a beber al pozo, pero el pozo está seco,  /  I came to drink at the well, but the well is dry,
veo que se ha secado nuestro amor.  /  I see our love has dried up.
Necesitaba un trago de tu amor,  /  I needed a drink of your love,
necesitaba el pozo de tu amor.  /  I needed the well of your love.

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Grab it !!

El pozo de tu amor (Caí por ti)

Evocative song to listen to without hurry... most serious job I've done lately, say no more.

Letra / Translated lyrics:

SI TÚ ME FALTARAS  /  IF I MISSED YOU

Abre tu risa mis ojos,  /  Your laugh opens my eyes,
olor a café por la mañana…  /  smell of coffee in the morning…
Para murmurarte un beso  /  So as to whisper you a kiss
me levanto de la cama.  /  I get up from the bed.

Aaaay! Si tú me faltaras  /  Aaaay! If I missed you
aaaay! de tedio moriría.  /  aaaay! I’d die of weariness.

Me despierta muy temprano  /  Wakes me up very early
el olor de tu cuerpo a mi lado.  /  the smell of your body beside me.
Para que se haga de noche pronto  /  So that it gets dark soon
rápidamente me he levantado.  /  I have got up fast.

Siento que mi vida se desliza por el sabor tan suave de tu cuello y de tus besos.  /
I feel my life slips along such a soft flavor of your neck and your kisses.

Puedo ser ligero como el aire y filtrarme con mi fuego en tus sueños y en tus deseos.  /
I can be as light as air and percolate with my fire into your dreams and your desires.

Busco el momento cada día de volver para gozarte, para olerte, para amarte…  /
I look for the moment every day to come back so as to enjoy you, to smell you, to love you … 

para amarte, sí, aaaay! para amarte.  /  to love you, yes, aaaay! to love you.

Juega tu lengua en mi cerebro,  /  Your tonge plays in my brain,
recorren mi espalda tus caricias.  /  your caresses cross my back.
Miro el reloj y suspiro,  /  I look at the clock and sigh,
deseando que acabe el día.  /  wishing the day to finish. 

Aaaay! Si tú me faltaras  /  Aaaay! If I missed you
aaaay! de tedio moriría.  /  aaaay! I’d die of weariness.

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