Gonetcha 5

These songs sure rock! Thanks to all the artists/bands on this list for shaking and rattling soundcloud with your energy! Anyone tuning in to this list: Feel free to shake along, whichever part of your body you prefer, to these tunes!

Rock'n Roll

EVERYTHING GOES FAST

IT HELPS ME TO LIVE

Baron NewRock

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)

Hybrid Theory

In the End

I’m happy to post this song with help from my first SC friend https://soundcloud.com/espere-verde, who encouraged me on to improve my music making from a very start. Good musician & draughtsman (he did this artwork too), his vocal performance here gave the mood I couldn’t to the song.

Technical highlights:
>Most vocals: Espere Verde
>Music & almost no vocals: Ruizzoidman
>Odd patterns hidden along three levels in this track: amalgamated psycho-hard coating, usual 7/2 in punk/ska intermediate parts, and finally the sweater core is structured in groups of five measures.

Lyrics: strangely, I wrote about these stressing things when I was 21 and supposedly happy; I'd say similarly today I'm twice as old...

SIN MUJERES NI TABACO, SIN PRISAS  /  WITHOUT WOMEN OR TOBACCO, WITHOUT HURRIES
  
Todo lo que odio me ayuda a vivir,  /  Everything I hate helps me to live,
lo que me pone enfermo me empuja a seguir.  /  what gets me ill pushes me on.
Todo aquello que quiero dejar de sentir  /  Everything I want to stop feeling
es lo que da sentido a mi vivir.  /  is what gives sense to my life.
  
No puedo vivir sin mujeres,  /  I cannot live without women,
ni tabaco, sin prisas,  /  or tobacco, without hurries,
no puedo vivir.  /  I cannot live.
  
Mi ración horaria de tabaco  /  My hourly ration of tobacco
me mata por dentro.  /  kills me from inside.
Mi ración horaria de tabaco  /  My hourly ration of tobacco
me ayuda a vivir.  /  helps me to live.
Mi ración diaria de prisas  /  My daily ration of hurries
me saca los nervios.  /  gets me on my nerves.
Mi ración diaria de prisas  /  My daily ration of hurries
me empuja a seguir.  /  pushes me to continue.
  
Mi ración … de mujeres  /  My … ration of women 
me hace sufrir.  /  makes me suffer.
Mi ración … de mujeres  /  My … ration of women 
me ayuda a vivir.  /  helps me to live.

ER29HC8 ©1995 ®2015

Sin mujeres ni tabaco, sin prisas (Most vocals by Espere Verde)

KING	

The song for crazy man and woman.
You might find Alien girl or boy among your friends.
This is irony for them :)

Ninja Project

Alien girl (Kimonosleeve)

For all the ladies to throw your chains and all men to support them.
Religon, justice for all, equalety, HBTQ and ME TO. Strange that it is so hard to live equaly.
Thank you to Idalith Leon and Erika Hernadez for screaming a bit in the chours.
And my god is Rock&Roll.

Hey Ladies

What Shall I Say?

This is the first demo album "World Product" by Wyvern released on the 07/01/2018

02. Factory Mania

A few tracks from our recent Live session at Mission Control Padstow.

Suicide Suzie

Para Lia - Mistakes

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words and music by René Methner, Copyright 2019
mix and production: René Methner
mastering: Thomas Heimann-Trosien, TurnstyleMastering, Berlin

'Mistakes' is nothing more or less than a simple love song. Melodic and a little bit edgy, just like Cindy and me. Alt rock meets dream pop. Thank you everyone for listening and supporting Para Lia!

lyrics:

i found you waiting in the backyard
of my selfmade house of cards
you are like the sunrise that breaks the dark

all my mistakes led me to you
we are riding with the past into something new

my broken road is filled with ghosts
and some of my steps left potholes in my soul
it's a fine line between love and pain
you're touching my mind, you keep me sane

all my mistakes led me to you
we are riding with the past into something new
it's long overdue

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Mistakes

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State Property

Mindless

a song about the layers of meaning... what IS normal?  And the rage that is never discussed, so did it ever happen?   The picture is drawn with pastel and charcoal on a paper plate, which seemed kinda appropriate in some obscure way.  

Normality        

the mother she lives in fear
children they keep on keeping on with 
all the things that children do

father he lives in fear
of a strange red tide that blinds his eyes
makes him do the crazy things he do
(or so they say)

Emily has a broken arm 
fell down the stairs and broke her arm
Mama’s very quiet but then there’s
 nothing much to say

living in a loving family, trying to hang on to normality
don’t discuss the things that threaten to blow us all apart
keep on saying ‘normality’, the affirmation will set you free
normal, normality

Alexandra wets the bed
 fourteen years and she just can’t quit
Josh has nightmares 
screaming in his sleep

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Written made sung and played by Emma.

normality

I think this track started 2 years ago. I remember talking about the vision with Jamie on the phone and then Jamie sent me a bunch of stems to choose from. I chose the standing bass and recorded my verse with a 90’s vibe in mind. I sent the track over to Russell to add some guitars, he sent that funk rock intro and riff back, and then I don’t know what happened after that? A bunch of other songs got made and the vision for this track expanded to include cutting my second verse and bringing Jon Lock in on vocals. Then the song sat again. Jon and I even started and completed And So You Say and Training Day after we had already got this song started. Since this track was visioned to be part of the first song on the set with Training Day, eventually it had to be completed. Wou-Wou then join in with his synths, rhythm guitar over Jon’s part, and some additional guitar over the first section. This gave the track the final fire it needed and Russell mixed and mastered it like a champ!

As always, massive thanks to Wou-Wou and Russell who have been regular collaborators on so many projects, on SoundCloud, Facebook, and Bandcamp. Wou and Russell will always be the core of my musical team. Thanks for being great friends! 
Big thanks also to Jon, who I have worked with on 3 songs now, with 2 more in the works already! 
And thanks to Jamie for all his patience, support, and for the completion of our second project together!   

This song goes out to all the music nerds, appreciators, and lovers with strong opinions. Keep those conversations going. I spent many, many years, going to the record store several times a week, hanging and talking with the staff, some who became good friends. 

Jamie Rhind: Standing Bass 
https://soundcloud.com/jamie-rhind
Jon Lock: Lyrics and Vocals
https://soundcloud.com/jon-lock-5
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Guitar and Synths
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
Russell Sinfield: Guitar, Mixing and Mastering
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Production, and Art

Lyrics 

Everything changes 
Nothing stays the same 
I used to hate it when my people would say it's a shame 
Stating that the games gone lame 
Claiming that today the music is wack 
At times I would refrain and take a step back
But most of the time I would counter attack 
Back in the day, we would say, Clever repartee 
When we were clowning around 
But now a days we taking the things a bit more serious 
Or maybe it's just me, see 
I ain't playing around as much as I used to be 
Conversations at a minimal 
It's not that I'm more critical or cynical 
It's that I am a more apathetic individual
I  just don't care 
Call me hypocritical 
I be like that's fair 
Yo
What happened to all the innovators, rhyme slayers, originality generators
You know
There really all still there
Back in the days we had to dig in the crates
Looking for the lessor known greats
I guess that's still the way it operates 
Hates a narrow minded state 
And It take effort to educate
So 
I’ma stay open and keep on diggin’ 
Vibin' on the sounds that I be hearin’ 
Yea 
And you know it's like that 
And you know and you know and you know it's like that 
Keep keep on, keep keep on
keep keep keep on

And you know it’s like that

Here comes the backup plan
The man without a name
Don’t want to be no star
Just musical acclaim 
Brush back those famous hats like children in the street
I’m gonna sing a bit while Couch King cracks the beat
Whoa baby now shake
Like momma told you now
Whoa baby now shake
Like this was made for
This is a slice of funk
USDA prime
Let it get to your head
You will feel fine
Poetry in motion
Images in time
Back beats and refined commotion 
Aged like fine wine 

Any you know it’s like that

Jamie Rhind, Jon Lock, Wou-Wou, Russell & the Couch King - You Know (It's Like That)

James Stotts's Album

I'm Tired Of Being Something That Means Nothing To You

Jan kindly asked me for some guitar on this track,I was honoured to be asked.

Music & Lyrics: Jan Schonander

Standup bass, Trumpet, Baritone Sax, Mix & Mastering: Damon of tZDIQ @tzdiq
Guitar: Davy Vance @skub1955
Vocal, Piano, Stinger Bass, 7-piece Brass Section, Trombone, Drum Programming: Jan Schonander @thegats

Huge thanks to Damon and Davy!

THE MONEY

She floated across the street
Red dress slit straight up to heaven
Looked straight at me 
Flashed a pearly white smile
Blonde hair to my dreams

Aahh, she teased me then she
Strutted her way to the bus stop
Mmhh, I blushed and and then
I stumbled across the sidewalk

She said honey
You ain’t got the money
Gotta live my life
Can’t be just any man’s wife
I’ve gotta make the climb
I’m in my prime
You ain’t got a dime
Don’t waste my time

Aahh, so close and so far 
Cut short by a red light
Mmhh, so close and so far
My checkbook stuck in red

I cleaned up my dirty act
I payed up for a haircut
Every last dollar and cent
Candlelight dinner
Just to be there, with her

She said honey
You ain’t got the money
Gotta live my life
Can’t be just any man’s wife
I’ve gotta make the climb
I’m in my prime
You ain’t got a dime
Don’t waste my time

She floated across the street
10 years later straight from nowhere
She looked in my eyes
Flashed a pearly white smile
Stepped into my dreams

She said honey
I don’t need the money
Gotta live my life
Can’t be just any man’s wife

She said honey
You’re the money
Come be my life
Let me be your wife

The Money The Gat(s)tZDIQ Davy Vance

Danceformation

YouTube Video - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e9tqsxz0X6Y
Motion X - Dust To Dust - Recorded 9/13/19
Photo by Abdiel Ibarra
Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust

Dust To Dust

YouTube

Motion X - Dust To Dust  (Video Link)

Hey I did a remix of @couch-king-presents Trendsetting using the excellent @negative-headphone track  https://soundcloud.com/negative-headphone/2020fastnegative

Enjoy. 
Dx

Trendsetting - Bootleg Mix!! **Couch King **Negative Headphone** prod. Ricø

It's a disaster @psychometal @followersofpsychometal @psychosmoker
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Open like a drop top
falling like a tear drop
cut you like a flat top
going cause it's non stop
melt it like butter
your bitch is my butler
she blows a like muffler
and you is a sucker
looking for a way in
living with your sin
satan with a big grin
do it til you fit in
feeling like i  win
hit you in ya big chin
pluck you like a chicken
nothings forgiven
running from the boom stick
screaming as i shoot shit
listen to some new shit
you can not do this
this is so groovy
you are just poopy
and you are loopy
bitch is a groupie
looking so happy
you are so crappy
feeling so nasty
you cannot catch me
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feeling like it does not matter
i can feel a great disaster
building up it's moving faster
bow down and just beg you bastard
this is something you can't master
send you out into the pasture
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run it like a big boss
hit you for the back talk
you can just get lost
tumble then you get tossed
learn it cause i'm self taught
looking like you been bought
sell it then you got caught
drying like a blood clot

this is disaster
call me your master
i will harass ya
listen to laughter

feeling like it wont change
you ain't got no brains
fire like it's propane
flying in a big plane
crashing like a big train
dirty like a bloodstain
stick it in the big vein
you are just insane
waiting for the big rain
hurting like you got pain
lift it like a big crane
this is just a big drain
boosting for the fast lane
you is a bird brain
got you on a big chain
pop you like champagne
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feeling like it does not matter
i can feel a great disaster
building up it's moving faster
bow down and just beg you bastard
this is something you can't master
send you out into the pasture
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P.M.

Disaster (Prod. PsYcHoSmOkEr)

Il veut quoi celui la
Je le connais même pas
L'impression qu'il déconne
Je crois que c'est drôle pour personne

À l'agonie, on se pose des questions
C'est la magie de la négation
L'emergency oriente les passions
Puis c'est fini but I don't care I might get there et


On n'entend pas les paroles
On ne sait pas pourquoi aller au lit
On ne voit pas qu'on rigole
On ne sait pas comment parler du prix

L'enceinte des pires excès, demain
L'étreinte d'un bon succès en main et
Dans l'école du grand frai on s'enmêle
On apprend sans regret hey


Je veux de la brique dans ma vie et ma belle banque
Je ne suis qu'un autre numéro de compte
On a besoin de cette société
Si ça va pas pour vous...


À l'agonie, on se pose des questions
C'est la magie de la négation
L'emergency oriente les passions
Puis c'est fini but I don't care I might get there et


On n'entend pas les paroles
On ne sait pas pourquoi aller au lit
On ne voit pas qu'on rigole
On ne sait pas comment parler du prix

L'enceinte des pires excès, demain
L'étreinte d'un bon succès en main et
Dans l'école du grand frai on s'enmêle
On apprend sans regret hey


On attend d'être à l'agonie


On n'entend pas les paroles
On ne sait pas pourquoi aller au lit
On ne voit pas qu'on rigole
On ne sait pas comment parler du prix

L'enceinte des pires excès, demain
L'étreinte d'un bon succès en main et
Dans l'école du grand frai on s'enmêle
On apprend sans regret hey

Instincts

BandCamp

A L'Agonie

Aujourd'hui levé à midi
J'ai cogité toute la nuit
En effet j'ai bien des soucis
J'ignore quand je serai guéri

Je ne suis pas là, je suis dans la maison
Des grands tracas, encore en bas
Je suis un débat, je suis un sujet
Mais je suis même pas dans la cible

On m'appelle Samo
Je ne suis pas très beau 
J'suis pas comme il faut
J'en ai que faire

Il m'arrive de faire des cauchemards
Mais j'arrive toujours à m'réveiller quand ça démarre
Je sais que je me couche bien trop tard
Et c'est ma faute


Hier, j'ai encore eu des sales visions
De malheur mais ils ont raison
La nuit fait pas peur et à la maison
On oublie souvent sa valeur


Ils sont toujours là pour te dire quoi faire
Comme des magistrats qui vont t'mettre au fer
Si j'étais pas là ils sauraient pas quoi faire
C'est juste un appât pour s'montrer


Je m'appelle Samo
Je ne suis pas très beau 
J'suis pas comme il faut
J'en ai que faire

Il m'arrive de faire des cauchemards
Mais j'arrive toujours à m'réveiller quand ça démarre
Je sais que je me couche bien trop tard
Et c'est ma faute


Hier, j'ai encore eu des sales visions
De malheur mais ils ont raison
La nuit fait pas peur et à la maison
On oublie souvent sa valeur




Je n'ai plus peur des fantômes car
At home I see how nice they are
Il existe d'autr' stars des placards
Qu'ont pas d'échappatoire


Hier, j'ai encore eu des sales visions
De malheur mais ils ont raison
La nuit fait pas peur et à la maison
On oublie souvent sa valeur

Visions

Trop sandalisé 
There's no way this happened again, can't believe it
It's not about you
C'est pas tes affaires

There is nothing new
Je sais bien mais je, ne peux pas m'empêcher
D'être concerné


J'ai l'impression, parfois, que je perds pied là bas
J'aime pas du tout ça
Ça m'interpelle en soi, de trouver ça bizzarre
Est-ce que j'ai encore la foi dis-moi?


Je n'ai pas d'argent, je n'ai pas de vélo
C'est pas ma galère
Tout cela m'est bien égal et tant pis, je suis plus là


J'ai dit, j'ai dit j'ai dit non


Ce que disent les gens, musique d'ascenseur
C'est juste accesoire
Je ne suis pas la pour faire comme si tout allait bien


J'ai l'impression, parfois, que je perds pied, là bas
J'aime pas du tout ça
Ça m'interpelle en soi, de trouver ça bizzarre
Est-ce que j'ai encore la foi dis-moi?


Moi aussi... j'ai besoin d'aide
Il m'arrive d'être entre deux eaux
Et si j'étais dans le vrai...


J'ai dit non, j'ai dit j'ai dit non
Non merci 


J'ai l'impression, parfois, que je perds pied, là bas
J'aime pas du tout ça
Ça m'interpelle en soi, de trouver ça bizzarre
Est-ce que j'ai encore, la foi, dis-moi?


Non merci
J'ai dit, j'ai dit j'ai dit non

J'ai Dit Non

Under cover of intention
Upper render of your irritation

Le sursit, d'un homme surpris et
La folie à deux doigts d'exploser dans tout le cerveau
Sérotonine qui détermine la
Réaction à chaud à défaut d'un bon procès

Grande vitesse de traitement, whatever your good reason
Toujours un bon sentiment, justify your frustration
Imagine being so smart you can't have no mess
Or don't agree you might get lost in your ideas

Anger gets you when you let it
Pourquoi toujours partir en fuite
Il faut encore trouver des gens
Qui ont un coeur intelligent
Un espoir pour y croire, c'est déjà gagné
I hope I don't get there too late


When Freedom gets beaten in a momentum
Reason doesn't stand a chance
Another bliss is on the list, comment ça t'étonne
An optimist would try another dance

Ouh-ouh... Na-na


Tanée orbitée, sur-intégrée
Humour fatigué, conditionné
Public orienté, manipulé
Discour plastifié, bien emballé

Ça c'est la dictée sur-imprimée
Le petit goûter pour faire passer
Injection d'idée, toxic légal 
Destin orienté, chemin fatal 

Anywhere there's nobody who gets to ask a damn thing
What is wrong with this process, I can feel a déjà vu
Hearn your place in this folie by not saying anything
Peur d'être exclu

Anger gets you when you let it
Pourquoi toujours partir en fuite
Il faut encore trouver des gens
Qui ont un coeur intelligent
Un espoir pour y croire, c'est déjà gagné
I hope I don't get there too late


When Freedom gets beaten in a momentum
Reason doesn't stand a chance
Another bliss is on the list, comment ça t'étonne
An optimist would try another dance

Ouh-ouh... Na-na

Momentum

GONETCHA revient avec une nouvelle sortie.
“CALÉ COSY” est un mini album évoquant notre volonté de rester tranquille en ignorant certaines choses.
Un chant captivant, des instruments et effets énergiques, et des arrangements créatifs font résonner de nouveaux aspects de la musique de GONETCHA.
Le style coloré, subtile et novateur de GONETCHA repousse les limites habituelles.

Le titre “Pris dans l'Entonnoir” propose de mystérieuses analogies, des structures inspirantes, et un chant particulier que seul GONETCHA peut délivrer.

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GONETCHA is back with a new release.
« CALÉ COSY » is a mini album evoking our will to stay put and ignore certain things.
Captivating vocals, energetic instruments and sound effects, and creative arrangements make new aspects of GONETCHA’s music resonnate.
GONETCHA’s colorful, subtle and inovative style stretches the usual boundaries.

The song « Pris dans l'Entonnoir » shows off mysterious analogies, inspiring patterns, and particular vocals only GONETCHA can provide.