Her and me and Elvis

a song by Stone Catcherye, 
recorded at Sound Construction Studios

The Year I Almost Drown

lost in a gaze, and the waves
hitting me
and there was she
spakling deep
and the breath she took from me

have you seen me
where I've been these days
that year, I almost drown in waves

lost at the cape in the waves
eating me
and where was she
she looked away
and the breath she stole could save

have you seen me
where I've been these days
that year, I almost drown in waves

confident with a humbled mind, I 
explored beaches with you
waves came in and tipped me over
shown weakness of truth

The Year I Almost Drown

Having some fun on a new song. After "These Voices in my Head", needed to do something a little more lighthearted.
This is about a guy who finds an old car and pours everything he's got into it to make it special.
Somewhere between blues/rock and country. Enjoy and share.
Playing a Godin Summit Convertible  through a Roland GT-100. A Schecter P series bass straight into the input interface. Recorded through an AudioBox 22VSL using Presonus Studio One 4. Drums and synths played on and Impact LX49 using Studio One instruments.

One Sweet Ride (Blues/Rock)

Kelen Helvetia - You And I - Cover (Lady Gaga) 2015

Kelen Helvetia - You And I - Cover (Lady Gaga)

under your hammer
i forge my heart out of steel
but when it all comes to pass
we are all made of glass

i was light and
i was here to
always warm and
accommodate you
but here shattered and cold
hammered into the dark
i finally understand
why it's so easy to hate you

the first hello
a sudden goodbye
that final word
the saddest sound ever heard

i was light and
i was here to
always warm and
accommodate you
but here shattered and cold
hammered into the dark
i finally understand
why it's so easy to hate you

these permanent marks
battle-scars we all earned
will never remind us
of any lessons we've learned

i was light and
i was here to
always warm and
accommodate you
but here shattered and cold
hammered into the dark
i finally understand
why it's so easy to hate you

Easy to Hate You

easy to hate you

written and performed by Steph Sweet and Marco Abbà.
recorded in studio by Silvano Audisio and Steph Sweet.
mixed by Silvano Audisio, Marco Abbà and Steph Sweet @steph-sweet
mastered by Silvano Audisio @silvano-audisio

Steph: vocals, organ and keyboards, lyrics
Marco: guitars, bass, drums, backing vocals

She brings you to your knees
Society’s hypocrisy
I’m not the black cat at your door
I’m the sugar, but I’m no cure
You been waiting for days
She’s been waiting for days
You been waiting for days
She’s been waiting for days
I been waiting for days
I been waiting for days
She says she wants to be free
I been waiting for days
She keeps looking at me
I been waiting for days
She says she wants to be free
I been waiting for days
I been waiting for days and days and days and days
I been waiting for days
Waiting for days
Waiting for days
Waiting for days
 
Lyrics © Steph Sweet 2020

thanks from my heart, Steph, my dear friend<3

Waiting For Days by steph sweet and drunkeninstrumentcorporation

The project is a collaboration with Jan Exner @exner from 2016. We divided the poem "Aufbruch" into six parts. With music and sounds Jan created a fascinating acoustic imagery. Lets go ⇢

Jan Exner : Guitar / Synths / Mix / Production
Karin Tarabochia: Text / Voice / Image
 


Aufbruch
1 
Aufbruch! Was war, fällt ab. Knöpf’ meinen Kragen auf.
 Zieh’ die Weste aus, an der noch Land hängt. Warte ab.  
Was klammert, saugt, in Zaum hält, bröckelt und springt. 
Mein Schneckenloch, mein Honigfuß, mein Schritt ins Leere  
und endlich Fall, Bruch, Sturz … und Landen!

Departure. What was, falls off. Unbutton my collar.
Take off the vest with land still hanging on it. Wait.
What clings, sucks, bridles, (now) crumbles and cracks.
My snail hole, my honey foot, my step into the void …
And finally fall, break, plunge ... and landing!

2 
Neubeginn verschieben, unendlich lang?
 Das Ende aufzäumen, und den Anfang aufspüren? 
Erfüllung vorwegnehmen?
 
Postpone a new beginning, infinitely long? 
Bridling the end and tracking down the beginning? 
Anticipate fulfillment?

3 
Schnipp’ die Leine durch, lass Haus und Hof 
und was ich schuf, rollt durch den Kopf. 
Dreh' mich aus dem Schleiertanz.
Spann' meinem Wagen andere Pferde –  
höher geht’s und weiter!
Sonnenfahrt!  Der Täuschung abschwören - 
Wütend platzt mein Innerstes und gibt frei: 
Anemone, Traumpferd, das ein Holzbein schwingt.
 Am goldenen Wagen im Sturmwind treiben –  
den Füßen fehlt Boden, den Händen fehl'n Sprossen. 
Nichts da, nur Lederhaut an Sohlen und Schwielen.

Snap the leash, leave house and yard
and what I created rolls through my head.
Turn me out of the veil dance.
Bring other horses to my carriage -
Higher it goes and further! Sun trip!
Renounce deception -
Enraged my innermost bursts and releases:
Anemone, dream horse swinging a wooden leg.
Floating on the golden chariot in the storm
and the feet are missing ground, the hands are missing rungs,
nothing there, just leather skin on the soles and calluses.

4
Träume meinen Flusslauf vom Anfang zum Ende
und schwimme zurück, dorthin wo ich bin.  
Fisch sein! Springen! Am Ufer lachen sie
und manchmal hält das Fischmaul die Trommel an  
und hört Sirenen singen.

Dream my river from the beginning to the end
and swim back to where I am.
Being fish. Leaping. On the bank they laugh.
Sometimes the fish's mouth stops the drum,
hears sirens singing.

5 
Wir müssen diesen Platz verlassen,
so schnell wie möglich unsern Kopf vergessen,
 der benommen Geschichten schwatzt, vergisst.  
An Scheiben rinnen Tränen. 
Was befürchtet war, wird wahr, vergeht.  
Am Weg besteht, was ist.

Mich nicht messen an anderen, mich nicht missen! 
Nicht verkaufen, dem Anderssein weglaufen!  
Mich am Fluss einfinden, wer ich war, wer ich bin,
im Zwischenraum die Zwischenfrau. 
Den Mädchentraum beenden,
den Zeitraum größer drehen und kleiner,
 Schritte sehen, die fest am Boden.
Ich war weg und komme wieder.

We have to leave this place,
as soon as possible forget our head 
who gossips stupid stories and forgets. 
Tears run down the panes. 
What was feared will come true and pass. 
On the way persists what is.

Not compete with others, not miss me,
not sell myself, nor run away from being different.
Find myself by the river, who I was, who I am,
in the interspace the interwoman.
End the girl's dream, turn the period bigger and smaller,
See footsteps firmly on the ground. 
I was gone and I'll be back.

6 
Lass’ mich nicht hängen und bis zum letzten Tag warten, 
bis ich mein Blut abgebe und mein Gesicht sich ins Tuch drückt.
Nicht bücken und suchen, mich zwischen Spuren verfluchen. 
Das Ziel sehen, nahe bei mir:  
Ich bin Traube. Ich bin Straße. Ich bin Mensch.

Not leave me hanging, waiting until the last day,
until I give up my blood and press my face into the cloth.
Not bend down and search, curse myself between tracks.
See the goal, close to me: I am grape, I am street, I'm human.

5 Wir müssen diesen Platz verlassen (eXner / Augenmerk)

Solar System Excursions

A Night On Mars

Easy (w.i.p)

Production Note
https://furicomusicteam.blogspot.com/p/etude-for-samplers.html

Etude For Samplers(1st-Movement,2nd-Movement,3rd-Movement,Coda)

«Nevsky Wind». Op.115-d.

Songwriter/Soundtrack Artist.
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/4KT49ep1lqj3wsWRDNBBGW

Easy (w.i.p)

Hugh Doolan