Yandel VS Mavado (Dramantic Remix)

One more for the shadows  Will & Nikerty

■概要(Overview)
窓を開けたら秋の風が入ってきた。見上げるとあの頃と似た空。
遠くから少年野球の声がする。
・・そんな感じの曲です。
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リバーブ多めな感じになりました。へへ・・。
ピアノは無謀にもアドリブにチャレンジだ！(少しだけ)
う～ん、もっと練習しなさい！(と自分に言う)

I opened the window and the autumn wind blew in. Looking up, the sky was similar to the old days.
I could hear the sounds of little league baseball from afar.
This song has that kind of feel.
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It has a lot of reverb now. Hehe...
I'm going to recklessly try improvising on the piano!(Just a little)
Hmm, practice more! (I tell myself)

■歌詞
「ひつじ雲」

窓を開けて風が通り抜けていく
グラウンドでは子供たちの声がした
太陽はそこにいるだけ

あの頃にもしも戻れるのならば
懐かしい人たちに会いたい
聞けなかったこと　飲み込んだ言葉
伝えられる気がするから

迷いの中　手探りの中
過ぎてゆくだけの日々かもしれない
だけど　いつも　この世界は
輝いていたんだね

ひつじ雲が浮かんでいる
青空が少し見える
遠くまで来てしまったみたい
あの頃と似てる空
二度と戻れない日々
私の思い出

「あの頃」と思う時がくるなんて
手にするばかりの「今」ではなく
こぼれ落ちたもの　旅立った人も
永遠だと思っていた

未来のため　歩き続けて
たどり着く頃は　何が残るのか
こぼれ　欠けて　この世界は
輝いているんだね

ひつじ雲が浮かんでいる
青空が少し見える
遠くまで来てしまったみたい
あの頃と似てる空
かけがえのない今日を
抱きしめていたい

■Lyrics (Google translation)
"Sheep cloud"

When I opened the window, the wind blew through
I heard children's voices on the ground.
the sun is just there

If I could go back to those days
I want to meet nostalgic people
Things I couldn't ask, words I swallowed
I feel like I can convey them

In doubt, in groping
Maybe the days just pass by
But this world is always
It was shining

A sheep cloud is floating
I can see a little bit of the blue sky
It seems like I've come a long way
A sky similar to those days
Days that can never return
my memories

I never thought there would come a time when I would think of ``that time''
Things that have fallen, people who have departed
I thought it was forever

What will remain after continuing to walk toward the future?
This world continues to shine even as it continues to fall and chip away.

A sheep cloud is floating
I can see a little bit of the blue sky
It seems like I've come a long way
A sky similar to those days
I want to embrace this irreplaceable day

sheep_cloud(ひつじ雲)

I've heard part of this lead guitar before in someone else's song..  and it's doing my head in... I want to find out what I've possibly encroached... If anyone can put a name to it I would be very grateful... 🤔 I'd like to check it and adjust if it's too close... My hunch is the timing will keep my piece original enough and I think it's also the reason I can't think of it ... Musical mind control haha


Timing 7/1 (Hat tip to Pink Floyd song Money which ia 7/4)

I used 7/8 in the end as I wasn't feeling the gait 7/4 gives you at 33bpm, my random-ish bpm. Has a nice psychotic hijack reference anyways...

Tempo 33 BPM (The number of the Bus in the movie Speed)

Added electric guitar lead with the piano and vox


Page > Screen
To reiterate my opinion on using a pen and paoer vs a screen... It's break from the square light. You are less distracted plugging yourself out of that wireless matrix. Like I alude to in the song about books vs videos... I heard JRE parrot a while ago that he thinks videos are the same for absorbing info as books... I completely disagree. He'sa sales man selling his semi real world... For absorbing something with technical information only... maybe... But for creating your own opinion on something and merging that better with an author or creator... Books give you pause to create your own solid thoughts about something. You give yourself ponder time where as being led by a film maker you must accept their flow more then an author and a book... I think anyways... The more I think about it again it comes back to the screen as the distraction to your clear thought... It's not just the light in fa tvits not that. It's the subliminal association and the mode tour brain will inconsciously go into when you are surfing the matrix... You in dumb down mode locked into reels and shorts so does that trigger it all the time at some level given so many people are so used to that as normal.. just expanding on that Incase you get a half assed unplug by writing on a tablet  ... My lyrics I think have vastly improved since I decided to only write that way again... i never write on a screen now only to type them out

Lyrics

We used to barter
Comparable value
Traditional
Social
For our kids, we haggled
Then money washed over the world
Value became a nothingness unfurled
New control of will
Weakened minds
Money now pill
Permanent mine, to mine.
It mines your mind,
Materialism
It boils your love with fake physical schism
It melts your zealed connection to neighbour
It took sharing away
Now feeds capital (online = plugged into the matrix spend more spend more no connectivity with life) flavour
This flavour tastes bitter to me
I spat out the sweet with good Nepali
Temple balled brain says we need new way
Let's dissect this finance let song have a say

So many angles but credit king cruel
Imaginary money forms more digital druel
The advert macvhine moves to highjack minds
I want it
They have it
We must be... It's mine
Mining your mind in multiple ways
Oh a headline,
Wow, now I'm an expert I say
Man, I saw this tik tok short
Now ion this universe I can report
My buddy knows it and musk says it's true...
It 'must' be what real world has shown us...
Rogan ' wrong.
Video can be shallow
A book gives you pause
Make your own true made swallow.

Hijacked hymn
Come on home again

Show yourself
Read the article
Whole documentaries paint small parts of this
Combined info. will find you honest
The mis-informed can become all honours
But you need to know how and what you are told
It's your muted love brings your subliminal bold
See the world
Confirm it's true
Forget the news
Go outside
Like trees do

Oh Hijacked hymn
You're coming home again
With reasons rule
Just candle light for you

Hijacked

Just a little impromptu-ish take on "Anything You Can Do" from Irving Berlin's 1946 musical "Annie Get Your Gun".
I was joined by mezzo-soprano Bethan Morris, and the piano track was provided by Helen Roberts.

We were making a cake, and found that we are altogether much more fond of fondant than of guns...and honestly who would sign up for a mass shooting if they could join a cake tasting instead..

We hope you'll enjoy our inanities.

Anything You Can Do (Annie get your gun - Iving Berlin - the patissier's ed)

30-5-2025

Let's go with a tempo of 192 BPM to represent it's average speed of an amazing 192 body lengths per second

Although the intention is to appreciate the creature for what it is, tiny creatures like this are even more special because they inhabit spacial dimensions we can never truly appreciate. They live in micro machines the game all the time. So cool... 😆

It's nice also to use their imagined perspective for trying to imagine beings that can inhabit additional dimensions to us. Spider mites are so small relative to us it's as if they exist in 2D world. In their 3D world they have mount everest at every turn

Maybe ascension for us as beings lies in evolving to states of being that can access a fifth dimension and as firth dimensional beings we can see our 3 dimensional brothers and sisters trying to think outside the box


Ok back in my box!


Red Spider Mite

A pest we say
Through weed old true to me
Dear spider mite
Just red and bright
You make Schindler's list with system wist
Munching buds and weeds and strawberries
Crunching paths
Minute dimensional glories
We lack perspective for very small
Be sound balloon muse melody troll

Make your mission Anthropoda
Make zinc spark fission
Like human coda
Mites are more like spacial rock
More mighty mites make light as clock
Eurakyotes, resident with mind
Be fine red raid of niche you find
Kind is kind
Blind is blind
Through your eyes no pest sees bind
Zesty like sculpturor of this planet
You carve this rock
Be life like granite

Silky webbing your fortress for troop
Expansion of nice red army like group
fruit sustenance leaves munched for lunch
More red rainbow youth multiplication of bunch
Go be no pest with battle for zest
Be Earth like nest
Big gravitational best

Red Spider Mite (Poem and Notes)

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Written and performed live using Teenage Engineering OPXY

          Моє сонце

Я ночі не спала
Тебе все чекала
Даремно кохала
Не того шукала
Я свого принца знайти хотіла
І свої крильця ой, не розкрила
Я ніби з неба донизу впала
Хоча до нього і не дістала

Куплет 2:
Я сльози гарячі
Ховала від ночі
В душі біль та відчай
Сльоза на обличчі.
Я вже не та, що тебе благала
Я вже не та, що все віддавала
Яскраве сонце мені засяє
Серце пробачить і заспіває

Приспів:
Мені надію моє сонце дає, 
А можливо, тільки сон це і є?
Прийди до мене моє сонце, прийди
Я сподівалася, що це назавжди

Куплет 3
Я більше не вірю
У спогадів зливу
У казку брехливу
У цю гру фальшиву
Я крізь образи любов тримала
Сто разів падала —знов вставала 
Моя душа не зламає крила
Хай навіть віра вже посивіла.

Моє сонце

LOK! - NOT THIS WAY (Prod. LOK!)

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.

Three ships (Inst.)

James Geer