Washing Machine

Washing Machine (Theo Bina)

композиция в жанре "плохо записанный рок 70х" // a composition in the genre of "poorly recorded 70's rock"

слушать не здесь // listen not here:
https://band.link/KZCin

дополнительный контент(вариант проведения досуга под этот трек))// additional content (leisure option for this track)):
https://youtube.com/shorts/ySlNIUt0X98?si=ipA7mNlWIZeTYC9i

монстры в туннелях

Basic track by Paploviante: E-Bass, Music, Composing, Arrangement, Mix and Mastering 
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/turn-of-time-open-collab-offer
joerxworx: alto saxophone, final mix & mastering

Turn of Time by Paploviante // sax remix

Final mix of this tribute to all pollinators. Vanessa atalanta (aka Red Admiral) was formerly known as 'The Red Admirable'. This beautiful butterfly is on the ropes and in need of our help. The admirable creature needs long grass and not manicured lawns.  
Pic. c/o Pinterest
Previous mix:
https://soundcloud.com/user-146692255/red-admiral-cla158m2-early-mix?si=82d7ae9dec5a48c0ac7d52f11e10f236&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Vanessa atalanta ['Red Admiral' -  final mix]

Charlie

une petite valse...
Sur ce titre j'ai invité mon ami Philippe pour chanter. Merci à lui  🙏
Librement inspirée par  un court-métrage français de Albert Lamorisse, sorti en 1956.
La pochette est une image du film.

A little waltz... so French 😁
On this title I invited my friend Philippe to sing.  Thanks to him 🙏
Loosely inspired by a French short film by Albert Lamorisse, released in 1956.
The cover is a still from the film.


Paroles:
Une histoire d’infortune, l’enfant imprudent 
Lâche  son ballon rouge  qui  s’envole dans le vent  
Part  visiter le monde  les mers, l’océan 	 
Faire un tour du monde, la planète  est ronde

Refrain
  Ivres de liberté les ballons lâchés
  Sont des rêves d’avenir  
  Un désir enchanté ,promesse éclairée
   Un récit pour sourire

Vu du ciel étoilé c’est joli la terre
La Mère nourricière   de  l’humanité 
Sur tous les continents , des hommes et  des femmes  
 Des forêts des rivières On n’vois pas  d’frontières

Vu d’en haut c’est marrant on n’voit pas d’mechants
On n’ vois pas les guerres ni même  la misère
regard innocent, d’ un ballon d'un enfant 
C’est joli la terre quand tu prend les airs 

Les années ont passé,  ballon de retour
murmure à l'oreille de l'adolescent 
Le récit des merveilles vues chaque jour
C’est joli la terre quand tu déploies tes ailes

Traduction
A story of misfortune, the reckless child
Releases his red balloon which flies away in the wind
Goes off to visit the world, the seas, the ocean
Take a trip around the world, the planet is round

Chorus
Drunk with freedom, the balloons released
Are dreams of the future
An enchanted desire, an enlightened promise
A story to smile at

Seen from the starry sky, the earth is pretty
The nourishing mother of humanity
On all continents, men and women
Forests, rivers We don't see borders

Seen from above, it's funny, we don't see bad guys
We don't see wars or even misery
Innocent look, from a child's balloon
The earth is pretty when you take the Airs

The years have passed, the balloon returns
whispers in the adolescent's ear
The tale of wonders seen every day
The earth is beautiful when you spread your wings


Le ballon rouge

Image created by me.
https://www.deviantart.com/leehon/art/Liars-Deserve-To-Eat-Their-Own-Entrails-649828229

Stretched-Out Entrails

If I was a man 
With down to earth plans
You’d know me well and you’d understand 
If I could turn my hand 
Just like dear old dad
To any problem say that I can

It to his disappointment I
Can’t fix and patch
Can’t build a house from scratch 

Rhyme boy that’s all you do
White noise that serves no use
Employ your brains and you
Could be just like one and two
Rhyme boy it’s time to face the truth 

No uniform no badge
No proof I’m a man
No service that my dear folks can brag
Not one of the gang
The small select band
Just different and clearly off brand

I can only sing a song
But you’d say that’s exactly what is wrong

Rhyme boy that’s all you do
White noise that serves no use
Employ your brains and you
Could be just like one and two
Rhyme boy it’s time to face the truth 

Imagine if you can at all
Someone with imagination 
Not just a timid fool
Just different like no other son

Rhyme boy that’s all you do
White noise that serves no use
Employ your brains and you
Could be just like one and two
Rhyme boy that’s all you do
White noise that serves no use
Employ your brains and you
Could be just like one and two 
Rhyme boy it’s time to face the truth 

If I was a man 
With down to earth plans
You’d know me well you’d understand

Rhyme Boy

I wrote this story for an old friend in my hometown who dedicated his life to Rock´n Roll, lived thru all the ups and downs  and never regretted the decision he  had made when he was very young.
I am really grateful for the collab with Mikey Falls  @MyKingFalls Collective g who did a great job creating a catchy Rocksong ("working his magic on it!") with extraordinary vocals and vocal performance , a great hookmelody (right from the start!) and an impressive backing punch. 
I hope you enjoy this track as much as I do. Play it loud or use headphones. ´Yes, it is late Seventies Rocktime ! 

Listen to more Magic music creations @MyKingFalls
 

Life For Rock´n Roll

Born in a place kind of middle class home
Working class quarter but pretty unknown
He grew up on music of his alltime icons
Chuck Berry, Jimi Hendrix, The Kinks and The Stones

He got gripped by music when he entered the scene
Played in clubs when he turned fifteen
It didn´t take long to get famous in town
A musical rebel with a sensitive soul

He lived for his passion and Rock&Roll

Just playing his music, never went with the flow
He followed his dream , he was ready to go
For the good, the bad and the dirty deeds
The price for that all had to be paid on the streets

A musical rebel with a sensitive soul
A fighter for passion and Rock&Roll

In the old days he was hungry, his brain so wired
He wasn´t so much older as he was tired
Found him drunk on the day he hit the ground
And the cold winter rain was pouring down

A musical rebel aiming higher for more
But he gets back up when he hits the floor

A musical rebel with a sensitive soul
He lived for his passion and Rock&Roll

Life For Rock'n Roll

Deep Forest Planet

Five Feathers (Remix)

Written by James Geer

 At Cedar point, there’s a coaster to ride
Just takes you back to the fair
riders will scream, but will anyone listen 
Anyone care anywhere

Coloured Shaved ice and cotton candy
Just as nutritious as air
Slushys and ice creams
Will give you brain freeze 
Assuming your brain is still there

Having fun, 
Fun is what you needed
Having fun
Sometimes keeps you sane
Call it a break
Call it distraction
Call it a desert
In the pouring rain

When the night falls the lights will glitter
The barkers will beckon and call
Games are all rigged so you win a pittance 
If you win anything at all

The tilt a whirl will make you hurl, 
the bumper, cars, rattle your bones
Call it a night and you’re back where you started
A few dollars lighter and On your way home

Cedar Pointe

Only very slightly evil hippy of the old tradition.
1 guy, strat, Yamaha acoustic. iPad. substances.
I’m no Conway Twitty. 😕
Listening pleasure proportionate to cannabis intake.

Cedar Pointe

James Geer

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