Theo Bina: Music, Arr., Guitars,Bass Mix
Bodo Bremer: Cover
Release : 2025-06-19

Washing Machine

Washing Machine (Theo Bina)

an old song about something that happened a very long time ago

Little Boy, Where Are You?

Hey Billy, where are you?                  
Your mama wants you back home
Unlocked the door, walked into the night
Nobody knew you were gone
And I was just a kid myself
That cold September 1970
Little boy lost to a mean old world
It was the first time that death touched me
Where are you?                                   
Little boy, where are you?                     

The neighbors combed the streets and yards
The police they drove down
Brought his pillow out for the sniffer dog
As they searched their way through our town
A crowd gathers by the river's edge
Somebody yells, “Hey man, do you see just what I see?”
Face to the sky, he floats on by
It was the first time that death saw me
Where are you?
Little boy, where are you?

Tonight, when I close my eyes, all our yesterdays, they're slipping out of view    
No one to pull us back from those twists and turns that we're heading to
Over 50 years have slipped away from a darkened day that no one can undo                  
No playtime or pretend, goodbye, my friend
I remember you

A man pulled him from the water
His mother's scream it echoed in my head
Remember, I was only six when I witnessed this
I couldn't read what the papers said
I felt the sadness stretched across the yards
As the season changed and the guilt came tumbling down
Our childhood games all rearranged 
Until it was our time to leave that town
Where are you?
Little boy, where are you?
Where are you?
Little boy, where are you?

Little Boy, Where Are You?

My passion for music reaches its peak when I'm overcome with loneliness. My brain and emotions seem insignificant in the world. After a few days of feeling this way, I discover fragments of music. Over the course of two or three days, these fragments begin to form the whole picture of a song. When life is fulfilling, I can't even find the first fragments of a song.

If You Want to Make Music, Run Alone(328)

Written, performed and recorded by Neli CoKo, 2025, all rights reserved. 
Thank you for listening :) 

Original vector graphic: "https://de.vecteezy.com/gratis-vektor/kopf-silhouette"

Synesthesia

not quite a cover...not quite an original...3 VU songs mashed into one...a sort of Holy Trinity
another homage to my mentor Lou Reed
a song for the forgotten and the misunderstood 
the ones who feel they don't belong
some things never change 

Candy Says

https://youtu.be/O4rbTBKRedE?si=-6WGLMd6NKSeOR2b

Lisa Says

https://youtu.be/RZ2877VuEwQ?si=sDyQl2L87w_tY6S4

Stephanie Says

https://youtu.be/P4tS67TDo6Y?si=eNW7LywYczM38mV9

From that world as bleak a New York street   
On a shuttered Sunday morning                     
Comes the wistful voice of a tired sister's song 
The past reveals its chosen few
To speak for the forgotten 
A reminder for the ones who don't belong 

She hates the quiet place
She hates the big decisions
Wants to watch the bluebird fly and walk away
Oh every time she makes it straight
It breaks her little heart
Break it baby, I'm only singing what you say

Candy says, I've come to hate my body   
Lisa says, She'll do it with just about anybody 
And Stephanie well,                                    
She's given half her life                              
To people she hates now                            

Forget the huddled masses
It don't matter what they think
Can you hear that sound, it's a shape shift melody
A pain that's pure and multiplying, alive in the hereafter 
Their voices blend, Lou's holy Trinity 

She lives to party
Wants to score some action 
Not afraid of dying, it's the living that scares her straight
They call them queers, queens and addicts
Try to break their little hearts
Break it baby, we're still living it today  

Chorus


BRIDGE  It's so cold in Alaska                  
                We're so far from home             
                Now she's walking                      
                away from herself                       
                Look at her go    
                        
Chorus

Lyrics  HotR/Reed
Music  HotR




Holy Trinity of Lou

The song "Round and Round" is a one day production from Scratch to Master - please enjoy

Round and Round

another old recording that is  part cover part original
about my 90s fascination with Hope Sandoval and Mazzy Star...

When I was a boy I struggled with sin    
Faith, Hope and lust, where do I begin   
A monster awakened, electricity            
MTV Mazzy Star, my Mary Shelley 
         
Look at her singing, this angel, my crush  
Head tilting, eye shifting, my brain turns to mush 
Raven haired beauty, so soft, shy and stiff 
Haunting my head, sweet sound from her lips 
 
She sang Fade Into You          
Strange that you never knew   
Fade Into You                             
Me she never knew                   

When I was a boy I struggled to play 
To find the right words, thoughts got in the way 
I was building momentum, just biding my time 
Found hope and erupted, I'm sure it's a sign

Look at her dreaming, I can't see her hands
White dress and black boots, they don't understand 
That what she is holding, It's a message from me 
I've sent it to her, right through the TV

Fade Into You                             
Strange that you never knew  
Fade Into You                             
Me she never knew                  

Dr. Frankenstein I presume
 Sad creature from the Black Lagoon 
Like Lon Chaney howling at the moon
No one understands

Little waif  her mystery
Spins a spell to transform me
Kinda awkward no apologies
The stranger takes a stand

So write up that novel, Hold the Hand inside me
Creature, Creator, our narrative freed
This life lived in shadow, come apart and go black
Can you put it together? Why you singing like that?

Fade Into You                             
Strange that you never knew   
Fade Into You                             
Me You never knew                    
Yeah me she never knew 
Me she never knew

Lyrics HotR/Sandoval/Roback 
Music HotR



Fade Into You ...or...The Magical Tale of How Hope Sandoval Turned The Rock Into A Piece of Putty

Song from the rock opera Five Thousand Sasquatch

The Phenomena Of Triangulation

This one's pretty typical of how I tend to compose music - I often create a drum beat I like, then add a bass and build around that. The main inspiration for this ditty was basically to play to a less common time signature, in this case a 7/8 rhythm. That reminded me of the funny 'yes, but yellow' meme circulating out there on the internet, so I whipped up this quick image in Photoshop to go with it (note the yellow slice is 1 eighth of the pie).  😊

I'm playing all instruments here on keyboard, except the slide guitar (dobro?), which is made up of several short loops in Garageband, sliced up to fit the 7/8 pattern I wanted)

Thanks for listening; hope to ketchup with your stuff soon!  


INSTRUMENTS:
-bass
-drums
-percussion
-Wurlitzer electric piano
-slide guitar (loop)
-tenor sax
-trumpet
-clavinet
-B3 organ

Most of the Time (Funk in 7/8)

A special acoustic version from my RGB session - watch the session on my YouTube channel - see bio for link! 

Porcelain - Acoustic

Will Isn’t Enough
Robert Fulton ©2023
Key of C
(Shannon: Capo 5, Key of F)

This song is about leaving home and the joy and pain that comes with it.

C F Dm C

*C
_ She’s leaving Wither County
F
_ It's all she can do
Dm
_ She’s getting out
     C
It’s time to

C
_ She’s leaving behind
F
_ Momma’s hush and fears
Dm
_ Her glasses fog
C
_ Through the tears

C
_ Couple of cousins
F
_ Morning lambs were born
Dm
_ Boys becoming men
C
_ Rows of worn corn

Em
_ Will isn’t enough
   Am
To keep her hanging on
Em
_ Can feel down the road
    Am
The wanting she will know
    Dm
For joy
    G
And pain

C F Dm C
C F Dm C
Em Am Em Am Dm G

*C
_ Hills of Wither County
F
_ All she has known
Dm
_ Comforts of the likely
      C
_ Her time alone

C
_ World of wonder
F
_ All the untold
Dm
_ A humble nod
      C
To an open road

Em
_ Will isn’t enough
   Am
To keep her hanging on
Em
_ Can feel down the road
    Am
The wanting she will know
    Dm
For joy
    G
And pain

C
_ World of wonder
F
_ All the untold
Dm
_ A humble nod
      C
To an open road

*C
_ She’s leaving Wither County
F
_ It's all she can do
Dm
_ She’s getting out
     C
It’s time to

Will Isn't Enough (Vocal and Acoustic Guitar)

There’s a treasure down deep in this hinterland
To find it, plug your nose, feel the dirt on your hands
A word,a rhyme, the message from a song, it stands
my rock n roll Rosetta Stone 



Holy Trinity of Lou

Hand on the Rock