This is a fabulous song. Can feel every word and strum. Amazing  piece man 🫡🔆🧬🎶

BOUNCING SKETCHES OF MISLOVED CATS

Is There Anybody Out There ? (Pink Floyd)
Cover version

Mastering by Audio Colors

Is There Any Body Out There

OWEN STAGG HE IS VERY PUNCTUAL
JUST LIKE ME
ALWAYS CARRIES A STONE IN HIS POCKET 
SO DO I

AND WE BOTH AGREE THAT HERB STRIPPER
WOULD BE THE RIGHT NAME FOR A KITCHEN DRAG ACT`
but
I AM NOT OWEN 
OWEN IS UNIQUE
QUITE A SPECIMEN
DODECAPHONIQUE
YES HE’S ONE OF A KIND
UN VRAI GENTLEMAN

HE HAS A GREAT DISPLAY OF JUMPERS AND CARDIGANS 
ME I DON’T
HE IS GOOD AT CHESS AND SAXOPHONE (IN A CUPBOARD)
MOI NON PLUS

HE KNOWS SO MANY THINGS I DON’T, LIKE THE DIFFERENCE
BETWEEN FRENCH AND GERMAN BOW STROKES

I AM NOT OWEN
OWEN IS UNIQUE
QUITE A SPECIMEN
EN PATAPHYSIQUE
HE’S ONE OF A KIND
UN VRAI GENTLEMAN

ME WHAT DO I KNOW ABOUT WARM HUGS AND OLIVES
RIEN DU TOUT
BUT OWEN HE FEARS A BAD BBQ PIZZA 
I DO TOO

HELLO HELLO, HELLO OWEN CAN’T HEAR YOU ME
I CAN’T HEAR YOU
OH MAN YOU’RE SO DIFFICULT TO CONVERSE WITH
ON THE PHONE



I AM NOT OWEN (Lyrics) song for Owen

A collab with https://soundcloud.com/bigpapashonan on violin and keys/sounddesign and https://soundcloud.com/holgerengel on bass guitar, Big Thank You to my wonderful collaborators. Please take a listen to the remix of KBS:  https://soundcloud.com/bigpapashonan/brochen?si=a3d0ddc3cdb9475f9601e6fdea3e64bc&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
 
At 1142 metres above sea level, the ‘Brocken’ (also known as the ‘Blocksberg’) is the highest mountain in the ‘Harz’, a mid-range mountain group in Central Germany. Put simply, it is a large block of granite, a plutonic rock. It is shrouded in legends and mystery. My father grew up in this area as a child and of course knew the old stories and myths, including some about the so-called "Brocken Ghost"...

The cropped, filtered and edited photography shows the „Brocken Spectre“ (original by Walter Richter)
					
„When the observer's shadow falls on a layer of fog or clouds, the shadow is not represented by a solid surface, but by each drop of water in the haze individually. As a result, the brain cannot see the shadow stereoscopically and significantly overestimates the size. Air movements cause the shadow to move, even when the observer is standing still. This seemingly separate entity can also float and hover without having any visible contact with the ground. The other physical conditions on the mountain, cool and damp air, silence, as well as the lack of orientation due to a lack of foresight and neighbouring mountains, reinforce the subjective impression of the apparent existence of a ghost."

					Johan Esaias Silberschlag, 1780


Brocken Ghost

1
The shadow falls (4)
On layers of fog 
The shadow falls
Unto each single drop
The shadow falls
On layers of fog
The shadow falls (2)
  
A different story
On each single drop  
A different story
From the bottom to the top
A different story…

2
The shadow floats
On layers of fog
The shadow  is hovering
Over the ground
The shadow is growing
Waving without sound
The shadow floats
With a glory

A different story
On each single drop  
A different story
From the bottom to the top
A different story
On each single drop
On each single drop

Brocken Ghost (wt KBS and Holger Engel, raw edit)

I'm glad to present my second collab with Mathieu Torres - who added his brilliant guitar.
Definitely hot spice ! :-) https://soundcloud.com/mathieutorresworks

Fragments / feat. Mathieu Torres

Hey, I mastered one of our first collabs with my friend @specialececilia.
  Happy 🐣!!
Dx

DREAMAWAKE CECILIA & RICØ (Mastered)

This is just a song of personal circumstances written in the same phase as “Jigs & Fixtures”.   
Looking back after so many years, I really should not have any regrets.  The song picture is also arbitrary.
Thanks so much for stopping by.

[CREDITS]
Music / Lyrics / Vocals / Arrangement / Programming – Michael C. Lynn
Guitar Solo – Brent Mason @Band_in_a_Box
Violin Solo -  Avery Bright @Band_in_a_Box

[LYRICS]
It's been four years now					
I am still around in these castle walls					
Not yet ready for society bound					
Waiting for chances to call					
But the curtain's falling before the play begins					
Sometimes you make it					
Sometimes you have to give in					
					
In this castle					
For too long I've been here					
See the castle					
Many long to be there									
That's the castle……that's the castle

Card games in the library					
Play truant repeatedly					
Keep on fooling around					
Examination's in a daze					
All the years are gonna waste					
Feeling like a clown					
Empty stages, regret is the only thing					
Run through the pages					
Can't find the right song to sing

In this castle					
For too long I've been here					
See the castle					
Many long to be, long to be there

Requirements must be satisfied					
If you wanna get inside					
Fill the forms and stand in line					
The status that you're aiming					
Dreams you're pursuing					
Future sure looks fine					
Games hall and canteen					
Swimming pool in between					
Are just too fascinating for school-leavers at seventeen				
					
(CHORUS 2)					
Come and join the castle					
We're getting better every year				
Join the castle					
It's nice to have you here
Join the castle					
We're getting better every year				
Join the castle					
It's nice to have you, nice to have you here

The Castle

Sorry folks,I posted this public accidentally because I hadn't finished tweaking. The track my change a bit in the coming days!

I see you coming after me
Always playing dirty
Your single mission in this life
Is to try to hurt me

You make me really want to hate you all the way
In my head under my skin
Everything you say

Too hot to handle but I can't let go
I'm afraid what you may be
I'm a rabbit in the headlights you know
You'll be the death of me

You make me really want to hate you all the way
In my head under my skin
Everything you say

Fire in your eyes no disguise
Going for my throat
You'll never be satisfied
Til you take everything I own

Everything You Say

DIO MIO
TOTAL CATASTROPHE THAT’S ME
JESUS HAVE MERCY ON ME  
MISLOVING LOVING TOO MUCH
MISLOVING OR NOT ENOUGH
MISLOVING CAUGHT IN MY OWN
VICIOUS CIRCLE

DIO MIO
I’M TALKING TO YOU GOD ALMIGHTY
BLIND LOVE IS ALL I CAN SEE
MISLOVING  IT’S ALL TOO MUCH 
MISLOVING  I’VE HAD ENOUGH    
MISLOVING BEING MY OWN
BALLS AND CHAINS
BALLS

MISLOVING  NEVER ENOUGH   
MISLOVING WE KEEP IN TOUCH 
MISLOVING BEING OUR OWN
DIO MIO

MISLOVING (Lyrics)

Pierre and JC Bordetti productions (c) 05/2025.

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Pierre Bordetti and Jean-Claude Bordetti on drums.
Many thanks to Anne-Lise for this beautiful photo of the island of Lanzarote.

Instrumental Jazz Fusion

Luminous cave

Luminous Cave

Etch-a-Sketch

hasdrubal

I always wanted to make a sonic companion to the last song Bitzone, Frawstakwa, and I made together, “What Difference Does It Make.” I finally got my chance. This one came together real fast. Bitzone sent me a raw beat, I asked Frawstakwa to kick it off, and then I made some arrangement adjustments and laid down my lyrics and vocals based on Frawstakwa’s. Bitzone then finished it up and bada-boom, gotta move, gotta shake!

Massive thanks to Frawstakwa for bringing the fresh ideas and original verse and chorus vocals. And big thanks to Bitzone for always make the tracks more vivid than I could imagine. 

May there always be at least a little time to bounce in your week! 

Track Credits:
Bitzone: Music, Production, Arrangement, Mix, and Master
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
https://www.bitzones.net/
Frawstakwa: Verse and Chorus Lyrics and vocals
https://soundcloud.com/frawstakwa
the Couch King: Verse Lyrics, Vocals, and Samples
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Intro: Louis Bloomfield

Lyrics: 

Hold up
Lemme tell you
What I’m talking about
To the beat
With a breakdown
That can make you bounce 

Here we are
Coming through
With whatever it takes
Full force
On these fools
All up in your face 
Show and prove
Break it down
To the drum 
And the bass
That good old
One two
Gotta move 
Gotta shake
Bada-boom
Something 
That you can feel
But wait
If you could feel 
Anything at all
Feeling great
Letting it flow
Mind body and soul
On my way
That’s how it goes
So the people them know
See you later

Hold up
Lemme tell you
What I’m talking about
To the beat
With a breakdown
That can make you bounce 

I’m just your everyday reverie of an emcee
You see
I’m but a memory of the way 
You say it be
On this beat 
You project the street 
On the hit of the kick 
The click 
Boom, respect it’s the fire of the heat 
It’s the sweat dripping from the meat 
You expect flowing from that bass 
That slow tempo that’s got you feeling 
You on the creep, you on the chase
Brace fo the bounce putting you in the some headspace 
Race everyone to hear every ounce so tie up yo shoelace 
And let’s go 
Yo, lettin’ the people know

Hold up
Lemme tell you
What I’m talking about
To the beat
With a breakdown
That can make you bounce

The flow is
Summoned 
On command
Dig deep
Within 
Without a plan
Improvise
And
Ka-blam 
That is called conviction
Can you understand
The definition
What is your religion?
Damn
It takes blind faith
To hope that one can trust
In what is true 
What is real
For real
So what it do?
We are here to
Be seen
Be heard
Be who
We truly are 
Hold up then
Please
Tell us
Who are you?
 
Hold up
Lemme tell you
What I’m talking about
To the beat
With a breakdown
That can make you bounce 

I got the feeling the bounce is appealing
Now that the ceiling’s been breaked
We got the unwilling to denounce appearing 
How it is that they never been waked 
Allow the revealing of the fake
Watch out we congealing as we get baked 
Take out that sponge cake, make no mistake 
It got that spring, there’s no remake 
Can feel the earth quake 
The beat is shaking
The bass is rumbling
So deep you feel your belly ache 
What’s at stake 
You gotta know
It’s that flow state 
We on a roll 
So slap on the butter baby
We gravy 
Grab a plate and
Before you go

Bounce
Bounce
To the boogie
The bang
The beat
Box
About
To bring it back
The breakdown
For the block
For my people
I see you
Gimme a pound
Tell me how
Have you been
For now
The breakdown
I’m here for you
Hear me loud 
And clear
We are responsible
For where we’re 
Bound
The breakdown
Heading out
Gotta beat the crowds
To get home
Put my feet up
While I eat on the couch
The breakdown

Hold up
Lemme tell you
What I’m talking about
To the beat
With a breakdown
That can make you bounce

Break Down The Bounce

Bitzone, RS Frawstakwa & the Couch King - Break Down The Bounce

l'art pour l'art - Vertere
May 2025
Duration: 3:00
Listen to the Playlist, l'art pour l'art: soundcloud.com/bruce-klepper-1/sets/lart-pour-lart
Cover art painting: Carol Klepper
Cover art lettering: John-Marc Ventimiglia
For piano, harpsichord, organ, skiddaw stones, timpani, virtual instruments and percussion

l'art pour l'art - Vertere

Who will survive

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)

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