telephone the twilite zone and check the mists aswirling 
and see if they have got a line on a fella named rod serling.
set him down and warm his bones and enquire so politely
about his health and what he sees in the zone on TV nightly
reruns reruns reruns, ozzie desi lucy, beaver follows sky king
so much time who can be choosy
chorus
black and white, no blue no red,
there’s no color in the zone when you’re dead
black and white, no yellow no green
we all live forever on the silver screen.

press the button, change the channel, what is real distinguished panel
doctors lawyers cops and robbers, cowboys indians knowing fathers
endless talk show sitcom movie, of your fate it does behoove me
to forewarn you, to advise, less your demise should surprise
no hot flames no sulphur pits, repeats are the worst of it.
chorus 
black and white, not blue no red,
there’s no color in the zone when you’re dead
black and white, no yellow no green
the dead live forever on the TV screen.
they’re timeless lights and shadow
live forever though they’re cancelled
change the station change the view
i think they died from deja vu.
. . . . . 
written by naldo
produced and performed by kid otari
keyboards by guillaume
guitars, vocals & drums by naldo

Twilight Zone - 2.2.2

Twilight Zone

James Bond 3000

Tes yeux
Ta voix
Le son
De tes pas

Je me demande
Pourquoi
Je suis pas
Avec toi ce soir

Sans tes bras
Autour moi
On se vois plus
Je me sens nu

Je t'entends pas
Je t’écoute plus
Je n’en peux plus 
Je m’en fous

Je reste
Tu sors
Je me mens
Tu m’ignores

C’est qui
L’autre   
C’est moi
Ou le paramour

Regarde
Ton corps
Il est fixé 
Dans la photo du

Premier moment où
On se voit
Où on se touche
Où on s’entend 

Je la touche
Je la repare
Je la copie
Je la remplace
Connaitre toi
C’est le meme
De connaitre
Un corp mort

Echanger l’un
Pour l’autre
N’est rien
Que poursuivre la vie

La bouffe
Le sexe
Se trahir
S’epanouir

Paramour part II

Since we're getting close to Christmas, here goes my modest version of the "Come Unto Me" invitation.

Aprendei de mim, que sou manso e humilde de coração.
Em mim encontrareis descanso,
porque eu venci o mundo,
e a minha paz vos dou.
Entrai no descanso que vos dou. Erguei-vos.

Vós, cansados, vinde a mim.
Oprimidos, vinde a mim.
Na saudade, vinde a mim. 
Na verdade, que vos traz a liberdade, 
sem receios, vinde a mim.

Na miséria, vinde a mim.
Os que choram, vinde a mim.
Os que imploram, vinde a mim.
Vós, famintos de verdade e de justiça,
magoados, vinde a mim.

Escravizados, vinde a mim.
Vós, perdidos, vinde a mim.
Os que imploram, vinde a mim.
Os que choram pelas ruas da amargura,
os vencidos, vinde a mim.

Vinde a mim...

Vinde a Mim

A-Cold Step

i love these cool little tigers
so elegant...full of secrets...so cheeky and full of pride...so beautiful and so full of power...simply wonderful creatures

Cool Mr. K

little draft ....  an improvized dialog of trumpet & trombone, each blown on my Akai EWI USB, on a simple cyclic backing created with vst and a midi tool with the nice name "modal random" for the keyboard :-) ... Actually, it's always about the “intersection” that decides on dissent or consensus. However, each fact in itself already changes its value due to the frame of reference of the respective observer.  It becomes crazy when those involved in the exchange completely abandon the basis of “facts” and allow themselves to be guided only by emotions.

Communication

FUNK DUB MUTHA

Laughter

Lullaby No.7

composed by Chihiro MATSUMOTO(JéT)
arranged,played, and sang by Chihiro Matsumoto(JéT)
This is a remake version of my song. Original one was my acoustic guitar & vocal. And I tried to make this song more enjoyable with some arrangement.
Thank you so much for all the listening and very nice encouraging words
YouTube   https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9DMMmL77H9k
Lyrics 
We’ve been wasting time
Struggle wastes your love
I feel (feeling) you fall on ground
Shadowy days fall on you
I’m so ,,, waiting for you…
I can’t keep my eyes off from you
And I hold old love
You must be beautiful for ever

We’ve been wasting time
Struggle wastes your love
Stay with me for now
Find your way so close
I’m so,,,waiting for you
I can’t keep my eyes off from you
When I  hold old love
You must be beautiful for ever
Oh　(the) life will be fine
I can believe in all your fate
You can feel it for now
A cloud is flow
(When)Open your eyes forward
I can’t tell you why
I’m so ,,,waiting for you
I can’t keep my eyes off from you
When I  hold old love
You must be beautiful for ever

Waiting For You

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I don't spend time thinking about what I create, no formulas, no recipes, no planning, no genre in mind, I just go wherever the first few notes take me, pretty much improvised; I tend to go with the first idea that pops into my head; judge for yourself how that pans out!
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No followers, no listeners, by that measurement I’ve failed miserably, however, I have succeeded  in remaining true to authentic creative self, underground in this world, #SixFeetUnderground the next!
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These tunes are not fillers, they are seriously funky, but more importantly, they are not samey, each tune has its own identity! Only one way to find out if that boast is a hollow one, and that involves listening to, not just one, but several tunes!

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FUNK DUB MUTHA

Gothic Funk Instrumentals