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Solomyte 9

2025, June

Alain GUERIN · Friday Reposts

A FABULOUS REASON TO IMAGINE ENDS MEETING

Energy (268)

PASSIONATE ABOUT STRANGE MASKS 'ROUND HERE

20250609 Sélection MIX

Twice

Track from the new album Backyard Songs. Entire album see links below:

https://open.spotify.com/album/0A5laTESGeVYMwkp7EKet3?si=Sa12nfabTnCyTKV0sUZ1sg

https://music.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_kd81Y1QvxP1KyqVaz_gqCR74nro4Jy6XQ&feature=share

https://music.apple.com/dk/album/backyard-songs/1677164705?l=da

Backyard Ramlösa

Play with me Part 2
Minus Records




I don't own the rights of this track

Matador - Da Hustle

Synesthesia is main motif for this song, first because of original lyrics, then as I felt like adding it more flavor with female vocals*, & finally when I recently watched some paintings about this matter**.

*Great vocal performance by https://soundcloud.com/maraoldfield is most notorious matter in this piece, where riffing parts toggle with bass-guided proggy ones.

**Due credits to https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling for ad hoc painting of the song’s artwork.

Letra  /  Lyrics:

QUIERO SABER SI HACE CALOR  /  I WANT TO KNOW IF IT IS HOT

En verano, insoportable,  /  In summer, unbearable,
todo está lleno de ruido.  /  everything is full of noise.
El invierno, silencioso,  /  The winter, silent,
que congela los sonidos.  /  which freezes the sounds.

No quisiera quedarme sorda  /  I don’t want to get deaf
sin saber cuándo hace frío.  /  not  knowing when it’s cold. 
No quisiera quedarme sorda  /  I don’t want to get deaf
para saber si hace frío.  /  so as to know if it’s cold.

Los días soleados  /  Sunny days
acompañan al estío  /  go along with the summer
y cuando llega el invierno  /  and when the winter comes
el cielo está oscurecido.  /  the sky is darkened.

No quisiera quedarme ciega  /  I don’t want to get blind
sin saber cuándo hace frío.  /  not  knowing when it’s cold.
No quisiera quedarme ciega  /  I don’t want to get blind
para saber si hace frío.  /  so as to know if it’s cold.

ER24CH04 ©1995 ®2015

Quiero saber si hace calor (Vocals by Mara​Oldfield)

I got to thinking, what would a country song sound like if outlaw musician Warren Zevon was still around to write them? (*)
Maybe something like this?  Everything you want in a country song: broken hearts, solitary country roads , banjo, and unique lyrical point of view.
Thanks for listening!

Lyrics:
They call me "Rusty"
But that's not really my name
It's a nickname a bartender gave me
He says: "Hey man, I think your mind is corroded."

Now I don't drink no more
I like to smoke
I don't need those California lagers
And the pinot noirs
She says that doesn't matter
"I'm throwing you out of this Florida bar,"

I get in my car, and I close the door
I'm driving all night on these lonesome roads
Anonymous and stoned

She said her name was "Honey"
You know I think that's funny
Because she never showed me any kind of real sweetness

I"d work for a million days
For a couple of Saturday nights
And some Sunday haze
I'm driving with the radio on
Waiting for the 'phrase that pays!'

I get in my car, and I close the door
I've been driving all night on these lonesome roads
Anonymous and stoned

I've been dragging my fat ass around
Like some kind of phantom limb I found
Don't pay attention to the foreground
All the real action is happening in the background

(sing along section)(2X)
I'm driving all night alone
On these old lonesome roads
Anonymous
Anonymous and stoned

I've been driving all night on these lonesome roads...

(*) After I wrote this, I had forgotten he recorded "Play it all night Long" , a pretty damn interesting song!

Lonesome Roads

Rough and ready lo-fi troubadour blues. More off-key and forlorn than usual.

Lyrics:
Oh, that bartender
He moved to his own
Sweet slow ass time
In getting back those drinks 
To feed my mainline
You asked me about my guitar
I've been far
But tonight
I am playing this bar

I could be gone soon
Maybe I could explain it to you
a little later
In my motel room?
There's a Gideon Bible
Right there in the drawer 
It's revelation about our sin
They're always gonna try to change ya
I think you're forgiven
You're  just
Welcoming a stranger

I've been far
But tonight, I am
I am playing this bar

All this joyful noise
I sing it for you
All the loneliness
And the  cacophony, too
It's my troubadour blues

My melancholy
The useless beauty
I feel like I'm  living life in another man's shoes
You asked me about my guitar
I've been far
But tonight, I am
I am playing this bar...

All This Useless Beauty (Troubadour Blues)

Support here: https://synthetiksounds.bandcamp.com/album/los-angeles-fire-relief-v-a-compilation

Synthetik Sounds Unveils Star-Studded Compilation to Support LA Fire Relief Efforts

Los Angeles, CA – January 27, 2025 – Los Angeles techno label Synthetik Sounds is proud to announce the release of a powerful 39-track Various Artists compilation featuring an extraordinary lineup of global techno talent. In a time of urgent need, 100% of proceeds from the compilation will be donated to LA Fire Relief Funds, supporting communities affected by the devastating wildfires that created havoc in the Los Angeles area in January 2025.

In January 2025, the Palisades and Eaton wildfires in Los Angeles County burned over 37,000 acres, destroyed more than 16,000 structures, caused at least 29 fatalities, and led to the evacuation of over 200,000 residents, affecting many in the underground techno and house community in our city.

When we asked artists to contribute to a V/A release to help our community, we found ourselves overewhelmed by the amount of support we received.

This monumental release unites over 40 cutting-edge artists, all contributing their signature sounds to this meaningful cause. From techno veterans to rising stars, the compilation is a showcase of boundary-pushing artistry and the unity of the electronic music community.

Synthetik Sounds co-founder, Marco Sgalbazzini, stated, “The recent wildfires have had a devastating impact on our local communities here in Los Angeles. This compilation is our way of giving back, using the universal power of music to bring aid, hope, and resilience to those affected. We are incredibly grateful to the artists who donated their music and to our fans who will support this release. When we began reaching out to artists we envisioned putting together a 12-15 track compilation, but as word got out we found ourselves overwhelmed by support from artists and friends all over the world who wanted to contribute and make a difference in helping LA and its people. The result is a 39-track compilation showcasing the diversity of techno’s soundscapes, and just how much both  LA as a city and its techno community are loved by people all over the world.”

The compilation delivers a diverse spectrum of sounds, from brooding, chugging techno to hypnotic, melodic journeys, and high-energy peak-time tracks. It embodies the cutting-edge ethos of Synthetik Sounds while serving as a rallying cry for solidarity and support.

Join the Movement:
By purchasing this compilation, fans will directly contribute to helping rebuild lives and restore hope in wildfire-affected communities. Spread the word, share the music, and stand with us as we make a difference through the unifying force of techno.

Together, We Rebuild. Together, We Rave.


Track Listing (A-Z):


Adam X - Trip Into The Past
Anastasia Giovani - Eating Off Your Dreams
Annika Wolfe - Hutash
Aztekan - No Stone Unturned
Barbosa - Hollow
Chontane - Ishrow
Chris Liebing - Sunday School
Cleric - Snowden
David Castellani - Backdraft
Dean Paul - Copulator
Dimi Angelis - Get Started
Drumcell - Shadowed Oaks
EAS - Give It Form
Ecilo - Shinji Stories
EMILIANA - Shadow Work
Insical - Rebirth
Joel Mull - Moog Hero
Jonny Maven, Kahai Owens - Perpetual Drift
Lego - Foreknow
Less Distress - Defocus, do not prioritize
Marie Nyx - Crimson Heart
Materielle - Kevlar
Max Gardner - Cerebral Session
Measure Divide - Archaic
no.name - Shape
Ø [Phase] - Never Alone
Oscar Mulero  - Here forever
Pleasurekraft, Atroxx - Beyond the Veil
Pleasures - Horse of Instruction
Ray Kajioka - The Dream
Realize - Ask The Void
Secus - Heal
Selective Response - Monolith
Stephen Disario - The Core
Sterac - Resilience 
Timekube, S:V:S - People of The Sun
Trovarsi, ALX-106 - Breathe
Truncate - Falling Ash
Wata Igarashi - Dreaming of Angels

PREMIERE: Truncate - Falling Ash

Just a simple song for the lonely. Old fashioned human music for this modern age.

Lyrics:
I'm bringing you my honest confessional
I'm dying out here, don't you know?
I've been walking the internet at night
I don't know why I always fall for the tawdry
I always fall for the pills
I fall for your sweetest thrills
I'm dribbling down here at the end of the bar
Falling in
(falling in and out)
Falling in and out of love
I'm in the valley of the lonely
Don't look into the corona eye
You know that I always lie

I could be anything you need
I could be that book that you've been working on...
A paperback. Dog eared and worn...
A book you put up on the shelf...
A book you read that changes your sense of self...
I'm in the valley of the lonely
Don't look into the coronas' eye
The valley of the lonely...

The Valley Of The Lonely

Latin influences on the left hand and some chords that I wanted to mix together.

Intermezzo n°4 - Digressions Bleutées

just in my head

Cover
Written by Eddie Cooley and Otis Blackwell
Originally recorded by Little Willie John (1956)
Most known by Peggy Lee (1958)

Fever (Cover)

The Floating Island is a metaphor for the challenging goal of achieving peace among all humans, and a respectful relationship with nature throughout our world.
Music, Poem, Composition: Andrew Janik https://burythejar.bandcamp.com/
Voice: Oddrun Eikli
Photo: by MAR 
https://www.instagram.com/michaelanthony333/

Thank you Andrew, for your beautiful music, and for this JOY.

Floating Island


Seek. Peace
Water. Sunlight
Sleepless. Night
Waves. Caress


Sand.  Storm
Inner. World
Lost. Found
Radiant   Diamond


Floating. Floating
Floating. Floating
 Free


Fish. Speak
Stars. Sing
Plants.  Nourish
Angel. Wing


Floating. Floating
Floating. Floating
 Free

Floating Island . Music: Soundpainter. Voice: Oddrun Eikli

Land of love

Five Years

Original music, arrangement, piano, organ, bass guitar, drums, J.J. Terrell on.soundcloud.com/ErEWw3bHuvBBFXuw7
Guitar (Nylon electro-acoustic guitar Cordoba GK studio) and final mix by Neno J.

Tango passionato (Collab with J.J. Terrell)

It slips across the skin like water,
no edges, no beginning.
A breath not yours,
a gesture remembered but not lived.
Faces pass through you —
soft as mist, sharp as regret —
and somewhere beneath them all,
a silence grows,
where once there might have been a name.


Mask of the Mimic

2:30 AM

New Collaboration with my buddy Nakedverse please go and listen to his sublime sounds https://soundcloud.com/nakedverse
Lyrics:-
You're watching a movie
It's all a great big show
How can they tell you now
You wouldn't want to know

You're dreaming of another better life
But stuck here in the system's gears 
You see the progress that the good guys make
So you try to throw away your fears

There's a distraction to the left
Disinformation  to the right
Another distraction to the left
More information to the right

The world's a stage and now the curtain's up
And the storyline is getting strange
Whoever's writing all this dialogue
Must be laughing as the actors age

You're watching a movie
It's all a great big show
How can they tell you now
You wouldn't want to know

All you can do is dance to the beat of the rhythm that's given
Following footsteps you feel even though that you know they've been hidden

There's a distraction to the left
Disinformation to the right
Another distraction to the left
More information to the right

You're watching a movie
It's all a great big show
How can they tell you now
You wouldn't want to know

You're dreaming of another better life
But stuck here in the system's gears 
You see the progress that the good guys make
So you try to throw away your fears

You're watching a movie
It's all a great big show
How can they tell you now
You wouldn't want to know
You're watching a movie

Nakedverse/winkandwoo 2025

You're Watching A Movie

You're Watching A Movie - Nakedverse & winkandwoo

Composed by Michele Ansani (2025).
Saxophone and female vocals (reworked) are courtesy by Daze of Nostalgia and Cinematic Vocals.
Cover picture: René Magritte, The Art of Conversation (1963).

Posted on SoundCloud:  2025 June 1.

Talking about our lifetime

The long anticipated;) follow up has arrived.  I begin the song with a brief reprise of "Two Faced" to set the stage.  After the cold and bluster of March, the gentleness of spring and early summer is felt with a walk in the park.
Thank you all for the overwhelming response to my ode to March and especially the interest shown in the little teaser, epilogue now a more complete thought.  As they say, "take time to smell the flowers":)

A Walk In The Park (David, acoustic guitars)

The Love

© Liberty 2025, all rights reserved

Amor fati - "love of fate".
Venal ressentiment - A resentment rooted in a corrupt or self-serving motive, where the resentful individual may be motivated by greed or personal gain rather than a genuine sense of injustice. 

Fabulous Failure	

wage slave wage slave
To a protestant work ethic
Birthright destiny 
amore fati

The smart exec knows where the wages are low
Nothing personal now just business you know
Egalitarian principles oh what a bore
How much is enough just a little bit more

Rose coloured glasses
Kissing assess  
Believe your own hype
That’s a leadership type


Fabulous failure
Fabulous failure

Cannibal capitalism 
Pandemonium
Craving idols 
Patchouli dreaming

The smart exec knows where the wages are low
Nothing personal now just business you know
Egalitarian principles oh what a bore
How much is enough just a little bit more

Peccadilloes
Na’er-do-wells
Venal ressentiment


Fabulous failure
Fabulous failure
Fabulous failure

FabulousFailure

Collaboration
Check out AnandaTuk's music at: @user-11396379

For Some Strange Reason -With AnandaTuk

WELL IF YOU HAVE PLAN TO MOTOR WEST
TRAVEL MY WAY THAT’S THE BEST
TAKE THE HIGHWAY GET YOUR KICKS
OUT ON ROUTE 66  

WE SAID IT ONCE WE CAN SAY TWICE
3 BLIND MICE AFTER A FARMER’S WIFE

LET’S CHANGE OUR PLANS I SUGGEST
AND TRAVEL EAST INSTEAD OF WEST
SWITCH THE SUN OF SAN ANTONE
WITH THE DRIZZLE AND MIST OF BRIGHTON  

WE’VE SAID IT ONCE WE CAN SAY IT THRICE
3 BLIND MICE WITH A CARVING KNIFE
ROLL ON THE DICE

THANK YOU BERRY FOR YOUR LICKS
THANK YOU GARY FOR YOUR KICKS
WE’RE ALL KIDS OF THE WIDOW WITH A SHAWL
BEING MATES IS SUCH A BALL  

3 BLIND MICE AND A TAG WITH NO PRICE
DID YOU EVER SEE SUCH A THING IN YOUR LIFE ?

GONE FROM MISSOURI
AVEC MA SOURIS
DESTINATION POURRY DOWNTOWN LE PARADIS 
UN TOUR PAR LA MAIRIE ET CHOPER LE FERRY 
SI ON L’A FAIT BEFORE ON PEUT LE FAIRE ENCORE

3 BLIND MICE ON A GRAIN OF RICE
WHERE YOU AND I TOGETHER ARE ENGRAVED FOR LIFE

THERE’S MANY A ROADS 66
FIND YOUR OWN MAKE YOUR PICK
AS LONG AS THE ROAD HAS NO END
BUT GOOD OLD FRIENDS ARE UP AROUND THE BEND

PEACE AND LOVE AND SUGAR AND SPICE
EVERLASTING CHILDHOOD WITH 3 BLIND MICE

BUT IF YOU HAVE PLAN TO MOTOR WEST
TRAVEL MY WAY THAT’S THE BEST
TAKE THE HIGHWAY GET YOUR KICKS
OUT ON ROUTE 66  

HAIL HAIL ROCK N’ROLL
BEING MATES IS SUCH A BALL
COS THE HIGHER WE GET THE SOFTER WE FALL

SEE HOW THEY RUN














3 BLIND MICE (Lyrics) + Gary Reeves on drums and Barbara Browning ad. vocals

Special thanks to Ashesndreams for her acappella

Lyrics :
Baby no me pidas que me aparte
Yo ya te he buscado en todas partes
Solamente vengo a recordarte que estoy
Imaginandote
Una y otra vez
Que tu estas aqui conmigo
Acariciandome
No seas timido
Dejate querer
Que si dudas te prometo
Que vas a volver

No tengo miedo
Soy un kamikaze
Mi imaginacion se prende con lo que me haces
Diario yo te pienso
Te tengo en mis suenos
Eres el motor para escribir todos mis versos
No te voy a mentir te quiero todo pa mi

IMAGINANDOTE. 🎧.  feat  Ashesndreams

Ambi End


Texte Français et Google traduction

JOINDRE LES DEUX BOUTS

Fins de mois difficiles,
Les factures à régler.
Et les enfants fragiles
Qu’il faudra bien soigner.
Et ce loyer qui tombe
Trop lourd à chaque fois
Que faire dans un monde
Si on n'a pas un toit.

Puis il faut bien manger
Pas en faire des extras
Un plat ou une entrée
Sans sauter de repas.
C'est si facile à dire
Quand on y regarde bien
C'est sûr, il y a un pire
Beaucoup de nous ont faim.

A joindre les deux bouts
Quand on n'arrive pas,
Un sou est bien un sou,
Surtout quand on l’a pas.

On cherche et on ratisse
Dans ses tiroirs du fond
Ce jour qui rase gratis
Quand on n'a pas un rond.
On gratte toutes ses poches
Jusqu'à les déchirer
Tendre sa main c'est moche
Pour au mieux vivre.

En se privé de tout
Ce qu'on dit superflu
Il ne reste plus beaucoup
De moments détendus.
On se traîne, on vivote
Sans regarder au loin
L'intérieur se révolte
Espérant mieux demain.

A joindre les deux bouts...

Mais pourquoi travailler
On ne comprend pas bien
Que faire pour exister
Si ce n'est pour les siens.

A joindre les deux bouts
Quand on n'arrive pas,
Un sou est bien un sou,
Surtout quand on l’a pas.


MAKING ENDS MEET

Tough ends of the month,
Bills to pay.
And fragile children
Who will need to be cared for.
And that rent that comes in
Too heavy every time
What can you do in a world
If you don't have a roof over your head.

And you have to eat well
Not overdo it
A main course or a starter
Without skipping a meal.
It's so easy to say
When you look closely
It's sure, there's a worse situation
Many of us are hungry.

Making ends meet
When you can't make ends meet,
A penny is a penny,
Especially when you don't have it.

We search and we rake
In our back drawers
That day that shaves for free
When we don't have a penny.
We pick all our pockets
Until they tear
Reaching out is a shame
To live better.

By depriving ourselves of everything
What we say is superfluous
There aren't many
Relaxed moments left.
We drag ourselves along, we eke out a living
Without looking far ahead
Our inner self rebels
Hoping for better tomorrow.

To make ends meet...

But why work?
We don't really understand
What to do to exist
If not for our loved ones.

To make ends meet
When we can't make ends meet,
A penny is a penny,
Especially when we don't have it.

JOINDRE LES DEUX BOUTS

A love song set in a collapsing universe (Ain't they all?)

Lyrics:
The beautiful patina that you've left upon my life
You found me at my worst
But still, you became my wife
All the colors of our world
It's the vision in my heart
You see through alchemy of my disguises
And my restless anesthetizing

I've been dreaming in third person
Sun Ra is my cameraman
I've been contemplating the world
It gets darker as it worsens

I've been hallucinating in first-person
Narratives
I need your love
It's all I can give
While these nighttime stars are elapsing
Until the universe collapses
I need your love
Until the universe collapses...

(universe collapses with the recorded sounds of slaughtered dying whales, objects tearing, and chemicals dissolving)

Untitled Strange Love Song (Number 8)

Well hello. Here’s some rustic Mountain Blues, played on extremely oxidized guitar strings, with me hollering from the mountain top. Hahahaha. The song hints at a personal authenticity, and the experience of possibly unraveling any prior conditioning (Pavlovian or otherwise) that may constrict our lives in some way. It’s also about the different personas we portray to the outside world. How we may act at work, or on a first date, or with our spouse, or kids, friends, enemies, those who hurt us, even our stage personas comes into play…. So this song is asking a lot of us. In other news, right now in June, the mountains are snow covered and it froze last night. That is late spring, early summer here. Gardenwise, this year, I am planting a lot more Brassicas: Kale, Cabbage and Broccoli, and they are growing well. I am going to try to fence off the carrot/beet beds, as the voles always eat more carrots and beets than I ever do. Onions, leeks and garlic have been growing since March. I transplanted 50 lettuce plants I grew from seed that I saved from last year’s lettuce. The berry bushes and fruit trees have really blossomed this year. There are squash, cukes, tomato and pepper plants inside by the window, to be transplanted outside next week, quite a mess… all of which keeps me busy…. Hahaha. Thanks for dropping by, hope you’re well, Mark

'Round Here'

Montage sur un même thème musical, instruments synthétiques, saxophone, violon. Un florilège musical électronique.

Progressive02

FOR ALL YOU BOPPERS OUT THERE IN THE BIG CITY
YOU NEED SPEAKERS FOR THIS NOT YOUR PHONE
https://hypeddit.com/stickyg/thebigcityfreedl

FREEDL

The Big City (FREEDL)

'An Epoch Of Insanity' inspired by the current plethora of ego manaics in charge of our world. I'm joined by my good friend, composer, arranger and master musician, Georg Boehme. All wind arrangements and sax solos are by Georg. Main composition and everything else by myself, including production.

Dont Smudge The Ink

An Epoch Of Insanity

An Epoch Of Insanity (Feat. Georg Boehme)

Hip-hop rap, female vocals, summer vibes, beach energy

She said she need a break from all the bullshit stress

Hip-hop, female vocals, upbeat summer vibe, laid-back rap

Sand between her toes, she walking by the shore

Pulse wow

Deep Sea (2025) Remastered

A rough and ready summertime rock & roll song.
A salvage title is a car deemed a total loss by an insurance company.

Lyrics:
I surround myself with my friends 
That I know and love
Kick those bad times
Down the stairs
A little shove
Even when we're hurt
Drinking a toast
To the last rotation of the earth
You should know by now

We're living life with a salvage title
I'm out of sync
With my circadian cycle
Your molecular structure
Looking vital  🤪 
Salvage title

Take the time
And disregard all the rest
I'm at the Ramada Inn
Under house arrest
They say life is just a little test
I took off my shirt
To get this off my chest
You should know by now
This kind of spirit never goes away
It just becomes something else

We're living life with a salvage title
Getting sunshine
In tiny vials
Kicking down the portals of time
For an on time arrival
Salvage title 
Hot dog (yeah ) !!!!

Salvage title
And if you're coming over tonight
I'm going to be up late
Dancing with myself
Like Billy Idol

Salvage Title

Lyrics:
He comes from a land of sweat pants
And neck tat's
And Pit Bull's
And gunshot wounds
The rich man in the car
Well, he'll go far
He's got a certain pedigree
Oh, leave me be, to deal with my family tree
You could take yourself out for a ride
See the world, go out to the edge of the divide
Take it in (yeah, take it in)
You never know when life's going to end
I'm standing here, and I'm talking real loud
Saying nothing at all
I'm standing proud
On top of all my bullshit
She comes out. She's never going to leave
"it makes it hard to miss you when you never go away,"
The day that she died
We're dealing with nature's code
And we're all subject to the forces of nature
Subject to the forces of nature...

Subject To The Forces Of Nature (2015)

Kollektiv Turmstrasse - Ordinary (Live)

Following the exhilarating ‘Baby’ on Drumcode, Tiger Stripes returns to Truesoul with a pair of retro-inspired house cuts. 

The Swede has one of the deepest discographies in house and techno, marked by an ear for deep grooves, dynamic arrangements and cleverly utilised vocals. In a career spanning 15 years, those-in-the-know won’t argue: he’s one of the industry’s most dependable and creative talents. 

His last outing on Truesoul was the inspiring cross-genera collaboration ‘Sound of The Bettest’
with Riva Starr. A year on, his return ‘Sneaking Hotdogs into People’s Pockets’ likewise revels in scribbling outside the lines. The title comes from a segment on the popular Youtube Channel Vlog Creations and the track similarly fizzes with the same sense of fun. Tiger Stripes says he wanted to create a cut influenced by his “guilty pleasure” of ‘90s influenced dance pop music, while crafting a work that stays true to his production style, imbued with plenty of depth, groove and soul. The resulting vocal-driven track does this with deft spirit. ‘Guidelines’ is similarly a trip down memory lane. Named after the club night he used to run in Stockholm, he extracts influenced from his home country’s fertile scene in the early 2000s, where disco-influenced house and techno ruled the roost.

Tiger Stripes — Sneaking Hotdogs into People's Pockets — Truesoul — TRUE12115

RELEASE: Pan-Pot - White Fiction EP
Vinyl: http://bit.ly/TxvCNu
Beatport: http://btprt.dj/WCAjT4
iTunes: http://bit.ly/X2ibQM

Pan-Pot "White Fiction"

Five steps (each one with two parts) progressing along 3 minutes thru different styles: rock, psycho, pop, hard..., and finally back to the psychopoppy ones.

Letra / Lyrics:

No siempre he estado aquí (soy imperfecto) / I have not always been here (I am imperfect)

Cuando tengo frío, o tengo calor, / When I feel cold, or I feel hot,
cuando tropiezo, me quemo, o siento dolor… / when I stumble, I burn myself, or feel pain …

y  empiezo a pensar que no siempre he estado aquí, / and I start to think that I have not always been here,
y que todo en este mundo es ajeno a mí. / and that everything in this world is alien to me.

Pienso que este cuerpo / I think that this body
que me sirve para moverme / I use to move myself
no es todo lo perfecto que debiera. / is not as perfect as it had to.

Me siento extraño / I feel strange
donde tendría que estar a gusto, / where I should to be comfortable,
y me reconforto / and I feel better
cuando me relaciono bien con el mundo. / when I relate well to the world.

Empiezo a pensar en el tránsito; / I start to think about the passage;
que no siempre he estado ni estaré aquí; / that I have not always been nor will be here;
que mi vida es un entretenimiento / about my life being an entertainment
en el viaje a otro sitio. / along the trip to another place.

Y descubro lo profundo / And I discover the deepness
entre tanta superficialidad, / among so much superficialness,
si la meta de todo lo que hago / if the goal of everything I do
es comer y respirar, / is to eat and breathe,
¿qué clase de razón tengo en la cabeza? / what kind of reason do I have in my head?
¿qué soy yo dentro de este juego? / what am I within this game?

 descubro lo profundo / And I discover the deepness
entre tanta superficialidad, / among so much superficialness,
y me pongo a pensar, / and I start thinking,
y empiezo a pensar… / and I start to think …

y  empiezo a pensar que no siempre he estado aquí, / and I start to think that I have not always been here,
y que todo en este mundo es ajeno a mí. / and that everything in this world is alien to me.

Pienso que este cuerpo / I think that this body
que me sirve para moverme / I use to move myself
no es todo lo perfecto que debiera. / is not as perfect as it had to.

©1995 E-RUIZZO – ®2013 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;)

Image: "Rocky sprout", photo by Ruizzoidman

No siempre he estado aquí (Soy imperfecto)

Thanks you so much for listening!

I try to write with rich lyrical details and self-deprecating humor about the human condition. Plus, that unique Shade Structure sound!  It sounds best with headphones. Thanks for any comments, reposts or likes.

Discography: Available under Album tag on my Soundcloud main page. Free Downloads/ Always Free
* The Curse Of A Good Looking Ghost (2024)
* Low Profile (2024)
* Smilers (EP 2023)
•Short Songs For Tall Minds"  (2022)
•Friends, They're Gonna Get Your Story Wrong (2021)
•A Suburban Dadaist With Some Store Bought Beats (2021)
•All Feel and No Technique (2020)
•This Is How I Spend My Nights (2019)
•California Songs (2018-2019)
All sounds contained within are home-made/DIY recordings. Most songs are short stories, as I am influenced by Musicians & Writers like Raymond Carver, Warren Zevon, Mountain Goats, Tom Waits, Mark Eitzel,  Randy Newman, Destroyer, Steely Dan, Captain Beefheart, Loudon Wainwright III, Leonard Cohen & The National. Most songs have the lyrics on the song page. Thank you for listening!