Réalisation magnifique! 👍🏻 👏 🎶

Lovely track, sounds amazing.. Where can I find Libby? I love her vocals as well

Love that open expansive guitar sound & cool vocals, reminds me of them indie girl  fronted bands of the great 90s. Great tune 👍

Wow this has a fantastic vintage feeling 👊

This really is a great track. Beautiful vocals. Production exquisite of course.

Made this one to occupy some time, it's about addiction
Written, Played, and Produced by Kronic Octopus
No bass yet, enjoy:)
~~~~LYRICS~~~~
"Its time i released my self from this cell
of patiently waiting for an end to come
and break the habbits of a past so fucking far
away 
And even though i need some help
im by myself 
nobodys gonna  spend their time on me
to help me ease the pain away

i dont want drugs or apathy i think that i need therapy
save me from myself i know 
Everyones been through it
im strong enough to do it

Its time i released my self from this cell
of patiently waiting for an end to come
and break the habbits of a past so fucking far
away 
And even though i need some help
im by myself 
nobodys gonna  spend their time on me
to help me ease the pain away

~SOLO~
~music to fade away~"

Late Nate(Demo)

Introduction in English:

Manfred (‘Manne’) was my oldest friend. We used to play together in the sandpit. 
We were both very contrasting characters. I was ambitious for a long time and wanted to excel through special achievements. Manne, on the other hand, preached idleness and complete freedom from pressure even as a teenager.  He often laughed at me from his lotus position when I got bogged down in something. I secretly admired him for his attitude of pure being and complete freedom from purpose. 
Through him, I learnt about the benefits of slowness and pausing. And he was a sensitive companion when I came into contact with certain drugs such as cannabis, alcohol and cocaine in my early adulthood.     
Unfortunately, from his mid 20s onwards, he tipped more and more towards the destructive side of drug use. During this time, we both drifted further and further apart. The last time I saw him, he seemed like a wreck to me. I could already sense that things weren't going to be good with him for much longer. 
Nevertheless, I was shocked when I learnt of his early death at the age of just 31. 
Since then, I have visited his grave every year and see how many beautiful aspects of him live on in his son, who is my nephew. 
With this song, I would like to honour him with my own personal musical memorial.   

Lyrics in English (for those, who don`t speak German):

Manne Manne

Manne Manne, it hurts so much
Because I just don't quite understand
That you left so soon
You pissed off from one day to the next

Manne Manne, you were such a cool hero
In your anti-achievement world
Instead of storm and stress in a noble snail's pace
A bohemian with a song of lullabies

Believed in you for a long time,
In your ‘Let yourself go’ poem
Your vision of life without haste

Without any pressure and stressful scabies
Just stay lying there
Behind misty coloured windows
Against the compulsion to do!

Manne manne, you were once so beautiful
You could turn women's heads
With your deeply chilled charm
Even the proudest lay in your arms

Manne Manne, master of slowness
Of ‘I don't have to do anything, I always have time’
Of life beyond ‘Nine to Five’
Of twilight sleep in the realm of night owls

Lord of the drug world
Herring-hook-less tent
Invited us into

Strange magic worlds
Where no rules apply
Into dark shadowy spaces
Gave us a light there

Manne Manne, it hurts so much
Because I never quite understand
That you went down like that
I've missed you a few times

Manne Manne, I`ve dreamt of you sometimes
Damn, I missed it somehow
To stop your self-dissolution programme
At the last meeting it was already much too late

Manne Manne
Manne Manne
Manne Manne
 
 




Manne Manne

Mastered by A7 Recording Studio

Lyrics:

Here, take my hand my friend
Guide me to my end, walk me through the 
Fine waning years I’ve been sent.
Open up my heart, fill me with your thought,
Never to forget what you’ve brought.

And from the brilliance of the light I can barely see
You send your quiet poetry,
And from the echo of impossible melody
You send your song to fill me. Oh…

Love, endlessly it grows,
Luminous it shows,
Clearing our way through the shadows and fear,
Feeling that you’re here,
Hoping you’ll appear,
Knowing that your presence is near.

And from the peace within the light that we’re trying to see,
You send your calming poetry.
And through the whisper of your infinite symphony
You send your song of healing. Oh…

Here, open up our hearts, fill us with your thoughts,
Help us to recall what you’ve taught.
Show your love, how endlessly it grows,
How luminous it shows,
Brilliantly blasting the shadows,
And love, endlessly it grows,
Luminous it shows,
Forever swallowing shadows
And love endlessly it grows,
Luminous it shows,
Forever, luminous, luminous love.

Luminous

Para escuchar la versión con Mara Oldfield  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/voy-a-volver-atras-con-voz
Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/voy-a-volver-atras
Para escuchar la versión a capela  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/voy-a-volver-atras-ac

VOY A VOLVER ATRÁS

Juan Ignacio de Pano Maynar.

En un hueco del tiempo
no sé en qué frío
se me quedó perdido
el temblor de tu cuerpo
cuando mis besos 
buscaban nido
entre tus labios tibios.

En el eco de un verso
de madrugada
se me quedó callada
la canción de tu pecho
cuando mi cara 
se recostaba 
en su infinito cielo.

Estribillo

Voy a volver atrás 
con mi arrogancia al borde del camino
a rescatar mis sueños del olvido.
Voy a ir en tu busca a ese lugar
en que aún sigo vivo.(bis)

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En una umbría calle
de lejanías
se me quedó dormida
tu manera de amarme
cuando la tarde
nos convertía
en rosas encendidas.

Estribillo

I'M GOING TO GO BACK

Juan Ignacio de Pano Maynar.

In a gap in time
I don't know in what cold
the trembling of your body was lost to me
when my kisses
sought a nest
between your warm lips.

In the echo of a verse
at dawn
the song of your chest fell silent
when my face
rested
on its infinite sky.

Chorus

I'm going to go back
with my arrogance at the side of the road
to rescue my dreams from oblivion.
I'm going to look for you, to that place
where I still live. (repeat)

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On a shady street
of distances
your way of loving me fell asleep
when the afternoon
turned us
into burning roses.

Chorus

Voy a volver atrás (Feat. MV)

Counterpoint

You think I'm docile, a puppet on your string?
A little secret, a song you love to sing?
I see the glances, the whispers in the air
A little darkness, you think I wouldn't care?
Yeah, I can feel it, the shift within your gaze
Lost in cheap thrills, caught in a desperate maze.

You're walking on a fault line, cracks begin to show
A dangerous game you're playing, where do you think you'll go?
My patience is a powder keg, ticking soft and low
There's something primal, you don't even know...

DON'T YOU DARE CHEAT ON ME! OH NO!
YOU'RE PLAYING WITH A FIRE YOU CAN'T CONTROL!
I'LL UNLEASH A FURY DEEP WITHIN MY SOUL!
OH, DON'T YOU DARE MESS WITH ME!
'CAUSE YOU HAVE NO IDEA, NO GHOST OF A CLUE!
WHAT HELL I'M CAPABLE OF, WHEN I'M COMING FOR YOU!

You taste the poison, you call it sweet desire
But every step you're taking, you're lighting up my pyre
I've seen the monster, living in my head
And if you wake it up, darling, you're walking dead.
I'm not a victim, I clawed my way out whole
And trust me, baby, I've got a blacker hole.

You're walking on a fault line, cracks begin to show
A dangerous game you're playing, where do you think you'll go?
My patience is a powder keg, ticking soft and low
There's something primal, you don't even know...

DON'T YOU DARE CHEAT ON ME! NO!
YOU'RE PLAYING WITH A FIRE YOU CAN'T CONTROL!
I'LL UNLEASH A FURY DEEP WITHIN MY SOUL!
OH, DON'T YOU DARE MESS WITH ME!
'CAUSE YOU HAVE NO IDEA, NO GHOST OF A CLUE!
WHAT HELL I'M CAPABLE OF, WHEN I'M COMING FOR YOU!

They say I'm psycho, they say I'm too much
But you pushed the trigger, you broke the sacred touch
This ain't a warning, it's a cold, hard, spoken truth
There's a monster sleeping, buried in my youth
And it's waking up now, hearing your deceit
Get ready, baby, for the bitter, bitter heat!

DON'T YOU DARE CHEAT ON ME! (NO! NO!)
YOU'RE PLAYING WITH A FIRE YOU CAN'T CONTROL! (YOU CAN'T!)
I'LL UNLEASH A FURY DEEP WITHIN MY SOUL! (MY SOUL!)
OH, DON'T YOU DARE MESS WITH ME!
'CAUSE YOU HAVE NO IDEA! NO GHOST OF A CLUE!
WHAT HELL I'M CAPABLE OF, WHEN I'M COMING FOR YOU!




Don´t you dare cheat on me

Apple Music

Don´t you dare Cheat on me

Petroleum, PFOAs, Microplastics and Fake Trees

Bioaccumulation of microplastics in decedent human brains: https://www.nature.com/articles/s41591-024-03453-1

The Human Brain May Contain as Much as a Spoon’s Worth of Microplastics, New Research Suggests: https://www.smithsonianmag.com/smart-news/the-human-brain-may-contain-as-much-as-a-spoons-worth-of-microplastics-new-research-suggests-180985995/

Detection and characterization of microplastics in the human testis and semen: https://pubmed.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/36948312/

Microplastic presence in dog and human testis and its potential association with sperm count and weights of testis and epididymis: https://academic.oup.com/toxsci/article/200/2/235/7673133

In a First, Microplastics Are Found in Fresh Antarctic Snow: https://www.smithsonianmag.com/smart-news/in-a-first-microplastics-are-found-in-fresh-antarctic-snow-180980264/

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Forever Man

My Teflon coated 
Skeleton holds a 
Pretense over me
It's harder to wash away
When the water will rush away
Leave me dry and clean


A true Forever Man
A life extended
With DNA from Oil spills 
Frack the Land
The water in my veins
Poured out straight down from the drills
Forever, Man...
A life extended
With DNA from Oil spills 
Frack the Land
The blood in my veins
Poured out straight down from the drills


Waterproof, insoluble
I'm sickly celled, with polished roads
Breathing out Gasoline
Overton turn 
The economy grows
I got the front seats for the final show
Plastic model plastered in a magazine


A true Forever Man
A life extended
With DNA from Oil spills 
Frack the Land
The water in my veins
Poured out straight down from the drills
Forever, Man...
A life extended
With DNA from Oil spills 
Frack the Land
The blood in my veins
Poured out straight down from the drills


[Solo]


Replace the trees
With tree toys
Stick 'em in the ground
Then call 'em a forest
Ain't this town so neat? 
The amount of fumes itself 
A show of force
Progress takes much sacrifice, of course
'Til our recyclable blood depletes


A true Forever Man
A life extended
With DNA from Oil spills 
Frack the Land
The water in my veins
Poured out straight down from the drills
Forever, Man...
A life extended
With DNA from Oil spills 
Frack the Land
The blood in my veins
Poured out straight down from the drills


///////////JUNE-AUGUST 2025

Forever Man

Music, mix & lyrics by @Guiville
Vocals by Libby
--
This track is inspired by one of the very first instrumental pieces I uploaded over 12 years ago. Huge thanks to Libby for bringing my lyrics to life with her beautiful vocals.

The original acoustic version can be found here: https://soundcloud.com/guiville/tess-be-kind 

The music itself was originally inspired by the 1956 film Tea and Sympathy, particularly the poignant line: "Years from now, when you talk about this, and you will be kind."
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tea_and_Sympathy_(film)_
https://www.imdb.com/video/vi4086416153/?ref_=ext_shr_lnk
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This song captures the hollow feeling of landing the job you thought you wanted, only to find it slowly draining your spirit. The lyrics take a poetic, sideways look at modern work life, fluorescent lights, endless paperwork, and the quiet grief of trading your dreams for a steady paycheque. It’s about the tension between freedom and security, and the way routine can feel like a cage, even when you’ve built it yourself.
--
Lyrics:

I signed my name,
With trembling hand,
To a promise that pays,
But does not understand.

The clock strikes nine,
A funeral chime,
For the boy who once
Believed in rhyme.

The boss smiles thin,
Like a priest at sin,
And says, "Well done, you’ve made it."
But my soul stays vacant.

And I type, and I type,
'Til my fingers lose their fight,
In a room with no view,
Where the daylight feels untrue.

The vending machine,
Is my only friend,
It hums like mercy,
But eats my spend.

The laughter rings,
Like broken glass,
While my dreams are filed
Under “Never Ask.”

And I sign, and I sign,
On the dotted, cursed line,
While the ceiling caves in,
With fluorescent sin.

Oh, freedom is a coat
I wore when I was young,
Now moths and memories
Have chewed it undone.

So I leave at five,
But I’m never free,
This desk, this job,
It works for me.
It works for me.
Oh, it works on me.
--
12 years - 'You don't want to rush into these things' @subhero ; )

It Works On Me (Feat. Libby)

Moonveil

Lyrics:

Love is blind like a midnight sea
Where the waves crash soft but endlessly
He holds her hand
Her tiny fingers tight
His world revolves around her light

Love is blind
But his heart can see
Every laugh
Every tear
Her destiny
He’s her anchor
Her wings
Her guide
Through the storm
Through the tide

She stumbles
She falls
But he’s always near
His voice is the shield that quiets her fear
In her eyes
He finds his own reflection
In her joy
His truest connection

He whispers
"You’re my miracle
My grace"
A father’s love no time can erase

Love is blind
But his heart can see
Every laugh
Every tear
Her destiny
He’s her anchor
Her wings
Her guide
Through the storm
Through the tide

Years will pass
She’ll grow
She’ll roam
But he’ll always be her first home
No need for sight to know what’s true
His love sees her through and through

Love is blind
But his heart can see
Every laugh
Every tear
Her destiny
He’s her anchor
Her wings
Her guide
Through the storm
Through the tide
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Track: Love is Blind (LIVE)
Lyrics: NTENSEIFIED
Music & Vocals: NTENSEIFIED, Sara Schiller
Produced By: NTENSEIFIED

Love Is Blind - LIVE - Feat. Sara Schiller

03. Giuseppe Ottaviani, Betsie Larkin - Toys (Rock It Mix)

Solo artist/producer from Swindon, UK - dabbling in sounds while others sing. No idea what I’m doing 😉. Love to all who listen, comment, and repost! x
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イギリス、スウィンドン出身のソロアーティスト／プロデューサー。他の人が歌っている間に音作りをしています。何をやっているか全く分かりません😉。聴いてくださって、コメントしてくださって、リポストしてくださる皆さん、本当にありがとうございます！x
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日本のリスナーの皆さん、本当にありがとうございます。毎回の配信に本当に感謝しています！

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