beautiful piano intro,  great guitar, man that beautiful, whisky soaked vocal really gets in your ear , so lovely!

This is a surreal stream of consciousness that feels like clicking through twenty tabs at once while riding a ski lift in Telluride and accidentally summoning Glinda the Good Witch. It’s clever, chaotic, weirdly poetic, and beneath the glitchy, spoken word detour through “Wicked” references, adult sites, Mattel, and French phrases, there’s this oddly heartfelt thread about age, family, memory, and absurdity. It doesn’t ask you to make sense of it, just invites you to ride along. 🧯 The fire extinguisher blinked slowly and muttered “I wasn’t sure if this was satire or prophecy, but I stayed for the goat” 🐐🧂 The salt grinder swirled dramatically and said, “Darling, I haven’t heard a monologue this bizarre and beautiful since the blender tried slam poetry” ☕ The coffee machine buzzed softly and whispered “It’s like a crossword made of birthday cards and regrets” 🌀 It’s wild, funny, and oddly touching, like a tech glitched postcard from someone who’s seen too much and loves you anyway.

Remerciements à Albert-Paule pour ce superbe vocal

yellow banana By Zitou Itou & Albert Paule

l'art pour l'art - Chiaroscur
April 2025
Duration: 3:10
Listen to the Playlist, l'art pour l'art: https://soundcloud.com/bruce-klepper-1/sets/lart-pour-lart
Cover art painting: Carol Klepper
Cover art lettering: John-Marc Ventimiglia
For guitar, harp, bansuri, Bhutan bells, Tibetan singing bowls, brushed gong, gong, virtual instruments and percussion

l'art pour l'art - Chiaroscur

Nova

voici une musique que j'ai composé en 2006 qui n'avait pas de texte à l'époque, j'ai écrit ce texte en portugais dernièrement et l'ai proposé à Julien Apelian qui avec son immense talent a fait les claviers et refait les batteries et percussions ainsi que l'arrangement, mastering.

paroles, voix et musiques : Steph Ouna
Voix : Lena https://soundcloud.com/user-262019520
Claviers, percussions et batteries, arrangement, mastering : Julien Apelian https://soundcloud.com/audio-colors

Uma mistura de culturas
Sonho com todos os países
Todas as linguas
está no meu coração
Encha-nos com canções e alegria
Através da força e da diversidade
A música nos leva a outro lugar
Um planeta sem barreiras

Refrain :
Se precisa de tempo
Quer acreditar
Precisa de esperança
Deus nos escute
Somos feitos de po
Sem fronteiras imigrantchis

O mundo é enorme, Deus o faz grande
Toda a riqueza eterna que ele nos deu
Por prazer e partilla e felicidade
E nunca conhecer o fim
Um milhão de estrelas na via láctea
O sol, o mar, o céu, os sonhos

en français

Un mélange de cultures
Je rêve de tous les pays
Toutes les langues
c'est dans mon coeur
Remplis-nous de chants et de joie
Par la force et la diversité
La musique nous emmène ailleurs
Une planète sans barrières

Refrain :
Si tu as besoin de temps
Je veux croire
Besoin d'espoir
Dieu nous entend
Nous sommes faits de poussière
Pas de frontières pour les immigrants

Le monde est immense, Dieu le rend grand
Il nous a donné toute la richesse éternelle
Pour le plaisir, le partage et le bonheur
Et ne connaît jamais la fin
Un million d'étoiles dans la voie lactée
Le soleil, la mer, le ciel, les rêves

Nova

Additional vcls B.Browning

SOMEONE SAID
DON’T GO MISTAKING PARADISE WITH A HOME ACROSS THE ROAD AND I SAY
DON’T GO MISTAKING WICKED.COM WITH WICKEDMOVIE.COM OH NO
IT MIGHT LEAD YOU INTO A MATTEL GLITCH SOMETHING YOU DON’T REALLY WISH EVEN IF YOU’RE OVER 21
BREAK A LEG DON’T BREAK AN ARM SKIING IN THE TELLURIDE
ET CAETERA MAN AUX ARMES SOUVIENS-TOI, BONNIE AND CLYDE
BEING OVER SEVENTY ONE
I THOUGHT I MIGHT CLICK ON THE LINK COULD I BELIEVE I SAW ? OH NO
OVER 6000 WICKED SCENES
HOW CAN THEY ALL FIT IN ONE SCREEN? OBSCENE MAN OBSCENE
I’D RATHER HAVE THE LAND OF OZ A TALKING GOAT WITH A POINTED HAT A FEMALE CHILD GLINDA THE GOOD ELPHABA GALINDA TIT FOR TAT
SANS COMPTER MADAME MORRIBLE WHAT IS LIFE BUT A SILLY RIDDLE ENFIN BREF
AU FESTIVAL DE TELLURIDE
OU QUE TU SOIS OU MÊME AILLEURS MES MEILLEURS VŒUX DES INVALIDES DE MÉNILMUCHE, DU SACRÉ CŒUR
OUI CAR TOUT ÇA C’EST D’LA BROUTILLE L’IMPORTANT MAN, C’EST LA FAMILLE PAS VRAI ?
REMY MAGALI REBECCA REBECCA REMY MAGALI AND PHYLLIS OF COURSE
HERE’S TO THE SOCCER PLAYERS BON ANNIV BON ANNIV EMMANUEL

MATTEL GLITCH (Lyrics) Song for Emmanuel

When the railway runs along the coast, right beside the sea, there are many tunnels. Sometimes they’re so narrow that two tracks must draw near to one another to pass through. That’s how a strange love story begins between them.
This is a song I wrote around the year 2000, one of my last. I think it has a good mood. I’ve remixed and partially rearranged it.
You can still hear the warm tone of the Washburn, along with the old Yamaha’s sounds (including the flute). The sax — reworked by me  — is kindly provided by Dropgun Samples.
Still, as always, everything is very handcrafted.

Below is the English translation of the lyrics.

They converged at the tunnel’s mouth,
suddenly parallel —
twins of the railway.
They looked at each other, studied each other,
just enough
to not quite grasp
how much the one beside you knows of you.
They hesitated, thinking of the road behind:
companions in adventure,
but now unsure why.
And then they stared at the night gaping inside the tunnel:
a magnificent promise
to be traveled on the thread of fantasy.

“Inside this darkness, maybe we will never part,
under this shadow, maybe you’ll finally know me,
after this night, who knows where you’ll fall asleep —
perhaps closer to the sea…”

They parted at the tunnel’s edge,
but a narrow wall concealed a silence
charged with jealousy,
shaped like fear — fear of that strange kind of courtesy,
fear of the light,
fear of the end of the tunnel.
“Parallel track,
mirror born of the railway,
traitorous twin,
lover made of parody.
Don’t tell me that
after this darkness we’ll never part,
that under this shadow you’ll finally touch me,
that after this night, who knows where you’ll take me —
perhaps down by the sea…”

And at the end of that masterpiece of engineering,
only one of them
came rushing out of the tunnel;
on instinct, he turned and saw
that the sea was beside him,
and under the sea, the sky,
and beneath the sky — who knows what lies...

“After this darkness, surely we will never part,
inside this shadow, surely you’ll let go,
after this night, I cannot say where you’ll fall asleep —
perhaps closer to the sea…”

----

Confluirono all'ingresso della galleria
improvvisamente paralleli 
gemelli della ferrovia.
Si guardarono, si studiarono quel tanto che
non basta a misurare sino in fondo
quello che hai di fianco cosa sa di te.
Indugiarono, pensarono alla strada dietro di sé:
compagni di avventura,
ma ora non capivano perché.
E poi guardarono la notte spalancata nella galleria:
magnifica promessa
da viaggiare sul filo della fantasia

"dentro questo buio forse noi non ci separeremo mai,
sotto questo scuro tu finalmente mi conoscerai,
dopo questa notte poi non so dire dove ti addormenterai,
forse più vicino al mare ..."

Si congedarono sulla bocca della galleria,
ma parete stretta nasconde silenzio
fatto a carica di gelosia,
fatto a forma di paura di quella stranissima cortesia,
paura della luce
paura della fine della galleria.
"Binario parallelo,
specchio generato dalla ferrovia,
gemello traditore,
amante da parodia.
Non dirmi che 
dopo questo buio noi non ci separaremo mai,
che sotto questo scuro tu finalmente mi toccherai,
che dopo questa notte poi chissà dove mi accompagnerai,
forse giù vicino al mare ..."

E alla fine di quel capolavoro di ingegneria,
di loro uno solo
usciva di corsa dalla galleria;
d'istinto si voltò e vide che
c'era il mare di fianco a sé,
e sotto il mare il cielo,
e sotto il cielo chissa cosa c'è ...

"dopo questo buio certo noi non ci separeremo mai,
dentro questo scuro tu sicuramente ti abbandonerai,
dopo questa notte poi non so dire dove ti addormenterai,
forse più vicino al mare ..."

----

Composed by Michele Ansani (1999)
Posted on SoundCloud: 2025, May 16

Down by the sea [Viaggio di nozze] *

The blues are steeped in the tradition of bawdy/dirty songs. Think of Bo Carter (my pencil don't write no more) or Lil Johnson (Sam the hot dog man). You get the idea.
Here's my bawdy blues celebrating outdoor sex.
Added to my album "All This Useless Beauty." Check it out!


Lyrics:
Ohh my girl 
She's so cityfied
But something comes over her
In the countryside
When she tells me to pitch a tent
I see in her eyes
That bad intent
She becomes a wild woods woman (2X)

Riding down the road
She says:
"Get a blanket and pull over to the side."

We're out in nature
Doing our thing!
All god's creatures they cover their eyes
Oh, the ground is so rough
Don't ya know she can't get enough
Wild woods woman (2X)

In the tall grass
Having some fun
I feel like Mother Nature's only son
Down in the milkweeds that makes me sneeze
Don't ya know she's got me on my knees
It gets so hot!
So hot!
So hot!
She never tires
(Only you can prevent forest fires)

Wild Woods Woman

Music, lyrics, vocal & mix  : UK Man

Electric guitars : Little Man

Shan

Lizzie kindly agreed to add her beautiful vocals to this song, we hope that you like this latest collaboration.
Please go over and listen to more of Lizzie's gorgeous songs. @taylor-pentland

Undercurrent  (With Lizzie Taypen)

Some old age blues swagger
From the Album: "Curiosities Of Outsider Art" (Sept 2025)

Lyrics:
I put my head into a hive of a million bees
I'm jumping over a lake of fire
Of alligators
On my Jet Ski
I'm sleeping on barbed wire
I need to retire
I have payments left on my 
1983 Cadillac Eldorado
All the ladies know
That I'm past my prime
I'm not built for speed
But I'm real, real sweet ride

I'm the daredevil of love
If you go home with me
I'll show you my wounds and my scars
Daredevil of love
I like to sleep in late
And come home early from the bars
Daredevil of love
I'll take a risk
That you just might fall in love with me

All my best friends
They're in a rattlesnake den
I'm eating greasy burgers
I'm wrestling
A hundred angry vegans
I'm drinking with the devil
Whiskey and shellac
I've been jumping out of airplanes
With no pack upon my back
The mystery of love
And the things we can't see
Gravity and Cupid are my only referees

I'm the daredevil of love
If you go home with me
I'll show you my wounds and my scars
Daredevil of love
I like to sleep in late
And come home early from the bars
Daredevil of love
I might just ask you to watch TV
I might ask you to hold me
Daredevil of love

Daredevil Of Love

Original demo recorded: 2015
Remaster: 2025

The Twists And Turns Of Youth

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














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