Netta&McGill

Cross the Brocéliande forest before sunset!! keep your faithful steed in step, and above all... do not let yourself be attracted by the voices of the knights of the round table, of the fairies Morgane and Viviane... but the spirit of Merlin the enchanter will watch over you, keep the path in mind and wait for the chime to ring, you will have defeated the spells.......

BROCELIANDE FOREST  (Ode to Brittany)

pynth sop

faith

■概要(overview)
断崖の頂上は極楽浄土などではなく、
たどり着いた人たちのほとんどが強制労働をさせられる、恐ろしい場所だった。
その中の一部、つまり私たちは「それ」につれられて洞窟の中を旅した。
別の場所に連れていかれるらしい。ああ、出口が見えてきた・・雪が見えるなぁ。
・・・そんな感じの曲です。メリークリスマス！

The top of the cliff was not a paradise, but a dreadful place where most people who reached it were forced into hard labor. Some of us, including myself, were led by "it" through a journey inside the caves. It seems we were being taken to another place. Ah, I can see the exit... I see snow. ...That's the kind of song it is. Merry Christmas!

■歌詞
「big santa」

細く暗い洞窟を下へ下へと進んだ
左右に揺れながら　歩くそれに連れられ

出口見えた　雪が舞うクリスマスの世界
トップスターが怪しく光る先　見える大きな影

bigサンタ　夢を見ている
切れたゼンマイに気付かない程に
bigサンタ　「誰かがやって来たようだ」


徐々に速度落としそれは何か語り始めた
「カレガ　ココヲツクッタ」
「ワレワレハ　ツクラレタ」

並べられた　数百ものからくり人形
トップスターが怪しく光る先には人々の影

bigサンタ　夢を見ている
毎日がクリスマスの世界を
bigサンタ　「誰かがやって来たようだ」

■Lyrics (translation)
"Big Santa"

We descended further and further into the narrow, 
dark cave, Swaying left and right, led by "it".

We saw the exit, a snowy Christmas world, 
A huge shadow loomed ahead where the top star shone mysteriously.

Big Santa, dreaming, So unaware that his spring had broken. 
Big Santa, "someone seems to have arrived."

Gradually slowing down, 
"it" began to speak, 
"He made this place." 
"We were created."

Lined up were hundreds of mechanical dolls, 
Ahead where the top star shone mysteriously, were shadows of people.

Big Santa, dreaming, In a world where every day is Christmas. 
Big Santa, "someone seems to have arrived."

Point2:big santa

House of a Bad Reputation

House Of A Bad Reputation

'irate' with Harmful if Followed 

Harmful: lyrics, vocals
Scotty: lyrics, vocals, mandolin, guitar, cuica 

I’ve got this problem, mate.
Perhaps you could relate.
It's my woman. She's gone irate. 

Mate I’ve been telling you for years 
That crazy lady ain’t worth all them tears
She’s mentaler than you
And that’s quite hard to do 
Mate come live with me
I’ve not thought about the physical side but I suppose we could suck it and see 

Mate, everything sounds lovely.

irate (with Harmful if Followed)

Calisthenics

This is a song about treading new paths, and the footwear required :-)

"New Ways" written by KL
Recorder (Blockflöte) by SL (my 8 year old daughter)
Guitar by MJW (a good friend of mine)
Vocals, Bass guitar, Drums and Synthesizer by KL

Feel free to turn up the volume :-)

Chorus:
Can´t find...can´t find new ways…
can´t find new ways in worn-out shoes…
Can´t break...can´t break new ground…
can´t break new ground in worn-out shoes...

New Ways

Video can be watched here: 
https://youtu.be/exsXLHkB-IQ?si=bR_KHopATMiTGlZo
Greetings!

Nights in white satin, The Moody Blues, acoustic cover

Oh divine mother Sarasvati
Please grant me liberation
And supreme bliss
Glory be to you
Great God
You have taken the form
Of half man, half lion
To show us the 4th incarnation 
Of Vishnu
That your great power works
Everywhere

Oh Divine Mother

So my good buddy Ten de Vils ( Tom ) created and performed some really cool vocals on my track Trust !

Trust – (Never day)

I saw his silhouette
and I knew it was done
away from you and the dreams
back to the clear reality

you have used the shelter of darkness
to remain unseen in the shadows
undercover secret lover
I can't stay
see you on „never day“


I was too good to you
way too kind from the start
now that he left you
you wait for the „never day“



https://soundcloud.com/ten-de-vils

https://soundcloud.com/uli-stonedigger/trust

Trust (Never day) - Ten de Vils

My luciferian mind

a great song written by Rick Danko and Bob Dylan..........miles of shit have been written about this band......... best to let their music do the talking...........this version is with the Alters...cheers for having a listen

This Wheel’s On Fire 
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN AND RICK DANKO
 If your mem’ry serves you well
 We were goin’ to meet again and wait
 So I’m goin’ to unpack all my things
 And sit before it gets too late
 No man alive will come to you
 With another tale to tell
 But you know that we shall meet again
 If your mem’ry serves you well
 This wheel’s on fire
 Rolling down the road
 Best notify my next of kin
 This wheel shall explode!
 
 If your mem’ry serves you well
 I was goin’ to confiscate your lace
 And wrap it up in a sailor’s knot
 And hide it in your case
 If I knew for sure that it was yours . . .
 But it was oh so hard to tell
 But you knew that we would meet again
 If your mem’ry serves you well
 This wheel’s on fire
 Rolling down the road
 Best notify my next of kin
 This wheel shall explode!
 
 If your mem’ry serves you well
 You’ll remember you’re the one
 That called on me to call on them
 To get you your favors done
 And after ev’ry plan had failed
 And there was nothing more to tell
 You knew that we would meet again
 If your mem’ry served you well
 This wheel’s on fire
 Rolling down the road
 Best notify my next of kin
 This wheel shall explode!
Copyright © 1967 by Dwarf Music; renewed 1995 by Dwarf Music

This Wheel's On Fire  (The Band)

this one pretty much wrote itself when i found myself staring at a blank sheet of paper for ages,
tapping my pen annoyingly and waiting for something to happen........a live take with a bit of piano........cheers for having a listen......



           PEN TO PAPER 
 
my pen can write a letter of love
describe to you the stars above
congratulate you on your gain
comfort you when your in pain

console you in your time of need
tell you that you're loved indeed
but if i told you how i feel today
my pen would be cruel

my pen can sign my life away
to own a house i'll never pay
then write it in a thank you note
for the monstrous debt that i now owe

my pen has got me in trouble deep
sometimes so much i cannot sleep
if i were to write about myself
my pen would be cruel

i don't pretend to understand
what's going on upstairs
i just try to keep it to myself
sometimes it's better, to hide it all away
i know to you that that don't make much sense

my pen can tell you how and why
my love for you could never die
write the words with even flow
so you would never have to know

my pen is guarded at the gate
it hides my secrets can't escape
and if they did then you would know
my pen can be so cruel

misanthropy, philanthropy, 
evilness and empathy    
my pen belongs in their mirrored halls
it's inky eye looks through them all

there's nothing it can't see right through
the things you thought that no one knew
now written there right in front of you
the pen can be so cruel

my pen can talk what i can't speak
and go where i don't want to be
from a prison cell to a sunburst sky
turn the truth against a lie

write a wrong into a right
turn a long day into night
the burden can be so heavy
when the pen can be so cruel

Pen To Paper

Love & Peace & Joy

Ohanami (お花見) is a Japanese term that translates to "flower viewing" or "looking at the flowers". It's a traditional festival that celebrates the beauty of cherry blossoms. 

https://soundcloud.com/ten-de-vils 
All Vocals and Lyrics by Tom, aka Ten de Vils

springtime osaka - ten de vils

La plaine du temps

Scandinavian popadelic noire wrapped in both plastic and rusty chains... A synthesis between Jodorowsky and Astrid Lindgren... Everything dwells within the visuals of both color and sound, in the timeless story told by the logos within.


My luciferian mind

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