Damn, I love the intense vocals.  Great track.

This is cool! You wouldn't know it my writing partner comes from a long line of metal songs when he was in Doomeastvan. Great job on the vocals.

TIME OF ZOMBIES AND BLUE KISSES

From VANITAS' second Demo Tapy "Wenn Blinde Blinde Führen" (1998).
Music by VANITAS.
Text by Tobias.
Recorded and mixed by Markus Hübner.
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Here's the VIDEO:
https://youtu.be/f3PFZwOk0Qc

VANITAS - Die Saat Der Determination (1998) (Video on Youtube)

Music by VANITAS, Text by Tobias
Bayreuth, 1997

VANITAS - From The Sky My Blood It Rains (1998)

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Leftovers

Leftovers - Download * Use * Share

RIP Terry Hall.

I like this song very much. It was written by Jane Wiedlin of the Go-Gos and Hall, apparently following a brief affair, though I didn’t know any of this until reading about it recently after the sad news of Terry Hall’s death in December. I have never before inflicted a cover on the world and if my attempt here works at all I think it’s a demonstration of how a really good pop song can survive a minimal arrangement and a dodgy vocal.

I may end up having to take it down :/ but there are other covers of this on SC already – so something something Mechanical Licencing Collective something something something. Maybe.

Many many thanks to Jonathan Beckenstein for his encouragement.
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Produced performed recorded & mixed (inexpertly) by Wheelwright in bedroom.
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Original image (detail) Michael Fenton https://unsplash.com/@michaelrfenton

Our Lips Are Sealed - Cover

Order a pizza

From the space, outer space

Fell out of the sky, hit me like a big 'ole pizza pie , yo wait this girl is all into Sci Fi

Oh yeah yeah yeah

Putting the f√ck into UFO

F√cking in the UFO x3

But Max ,I'm afraid of the dark


There's a party in my bedroom

There a party will pizza lady

Next thing you know

Bumping and grinding in my UFO

Hell yeah.... Hell yeah

Ah Yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah

But Max I'm afraid of the dark (f√cking the UFO) Hell Yeah

Order a pizza from the space ,outer space

 Fell out of the sky, hit me like a big 'ole pizza pie yo wait this girl is all into Sci Fi

Oh yeah yeah hell yeah

F√cking in the UFO yeah yeah

I'll take extra anchoivies and asteroids on my pizza thank you

F√cking in the UFO

Max you did't tell me you were a virgin

(F√cking in the UFO)

I'm gonna pop that cherry of yours

Yeah Yeah

Putting the F√ck into UFO

Oh yeah Yeah UHH



In Space With MAX

In Space With MAX (Collab with Max)ADULT CONTENT of course

This was another beautiful project in which producer Morten Jeamland sent me the music and I sang the vocals. 

We share the love for nature and feel that it is a vital part of wellbeing. People can be very disconnected from nature these days, which is a worrying development. It is good to go back to the roots.  And protection of nature and all the living species should be at the forefront of any decision making in the world.

Remix and production by Morten Jeamland @mortenjeamland

Lyrics and vocals by Heidi K

Whispering Forest

Whispering Forest - Remix by Jeamland & Heidi K

Happy Friday!

Makin that bacon and I'm bringin it home 
Theres a pretty woman waitin for me
We're hittin the beach
gettin takeout for dinner but  I know that all that takeout ain't free

Cool cool morning on a summer day
the alarm clock won't give up
I gotta punch my card so that I get payed
Pour my coffee in my cup

We all spend our weekdays workin
take our orders from above
but I guess it's not the worst thing
when we're doin it all for love

We're lucky to be worthy of
all of the good good things 
that make up our lives
and give us reason to put up

Now it's real easy to just hang your head
and only look at all of the bad
but for everyday that you get out of bed
you got to think of all that you have

So when you punch the clock all day and night 
think of the roof that's sittin above
cause the money ain't comin
if you're not there runnin 
for the things and the people you love.

We're lucky to be worthy of
all of the good good things that make up our lives and give us reason to put up

We're hittin the beach
gettin takeout for dinner but  I know that all that takeout ain't free

Cool cool morning on a summer day
the alarm clock won't give up
I gotta punch my card so that I get payed
Pour my coffee in my cup

So when you punch the clock all day and night 
think of the roof that's sittin above
cause the money ain't comin
if you're not there runnin 
for the things and the people you love.

Makin that bacon and I'm bringin it home
Theres a pretty woman waitin for me
We're hittin the beach
gettin takeout for dinner but  I know that all that takeout ain't free

Makin that bacon and I'm bringin it home
Theres a pretty woman waitin for me
We're hittin the beach
gettin takeout for dinner but  I know that all that takeout ain't free


V5.81 - DC - DB - MA - HL

Punchin The Clock

A courtroom in The Hague awaits........

[Image from 'Poppies and Flag' c/o Art Online Ukraine via Pinterest]

JUSTICE

Po prostu biegnę dalej(Epitafium dla miłości) / I just keep running(Epitaph for love)

I wrote this song about Johnny Cash who is one of my favorite singers

the man in black

"Will the Circle Be Unbroken." - Ada R. Habershon,

NobodyKnows

Well I grew up with the good book
Was taught the golden rules
And each and every Sunday
I’d go to Sunday school

So when old grandpa breathed his last
And they laid him oh so low
They said he went to a better place
But where oh where did he go?

Nobody knows
Nobody knows
Nobody knows
Where you go…

So I thought I’d ask the preacher
Hey preacher, what you know
He told me about salvation
And the fires down below
Well I thanked him for his wisdom
That he did bestow 
But though he talked and talked and talked
Well, I still don’t know

Cause nobody knows
Nobody knows
Nobody knows
Where you go
After your last breath
After your last breath…

Solo

Since then there’s been a lot of spec-u-lation
About karma and evils of temp-ta-tion
And though I like the sound of in-car-na-tion
Well ya know
I still don’t know

Yea I’d like to see my Ma and Pa
And all the family
It sounds so nice and cozy
But we’ll just have to wait and see 
Cause though I’ve looked and looked and looked
For the answer high and low
In conclusion now I must surmise, nobody knows

Nobody knows
Nobody knows
Nobody knows
Where you go
After your last breath
After your last breath

All together now

Nobody knows
Nobody knows
Nobody knows
Where you go
After your last breath
After your last breath

NobodyKnows

[Headphones if possible]
A 'buried' blues section gave me the title...nothing to do with blockchain/bitcoin/web3 etc...
Instrument listing: flute (10 tracks); clarinet (6 tracks); tenor sax (3 tracks); soprano sax (2 tracks); alto sax (1 track); oboe (1 track); bamboo flutes (2 tracks).
[Synth/beats c/o Garageband.]
[Blues 1'32 - 2'30....clarinet quartet / soprano sax duet)

[Image from a painting by Dorothy Ganek 'Hidden Truths'  c/o Pinterest]

Cryptoblues

Original song: The Cranberries 
Praise and all credits to you! Awesome song! We used the overall structure of the song and texted different lyrics to the verses to match the chosen Rap style.

Vocals / Rap Lyrics: the Couch King @couch-king-presents
Vocals: Emma @emma-gal-n
Drums / Beat: Neli @neli-co-ko
Guitars (?), Bass (P), Mellotron (Redtron) & whatever Synth (?), Mix & Mastering (DAW): @bonetender

Thanks to my friends! Without your input and advise this would not have worked. And thanks of course to the Cranberries!

Lyrics (besides the original chorus lyrics):

=== Verse 1 ===

As he listened to his father die 
Bullets pissin’ bye 
He could feel the burning 
Where the bullet occupied 
Another Killing in the streets 
Where the bodies lay for weeks 
Father shot in the head 
Soldier thought the boy was dead
Lying still as he bled
What are you doing
Is all the soldier said
Before holes plugged with led
And dusty road is running red 
Mouth wide open on his final resting bed
Instead they never made it 
Tried to pay a visit 
To their family in a basement
Tied white fabric on their bike to convey it
That they traveled in peace 
Where the shootings never cease 
And everyone knows deceased
Survivors all tell stories of soldiers shooting at their feet
When the man stepped forward 
The father didn’t say a word
Curbed the bike and deferred 
Their plans to to be deterred 
All hands in the air 
In their head 
Ill intentions inferred

=== Verse 2 ===

The child emerged out from the smoke  
As she surged for air
She could hear the father choke 
As fear got him off his chair
Soldiers tossed grenades 
While the people sent up prayers 
The father and child ran up the stairs
Aware death could be waiting there
She heard shots fires 
Then a pair of thuds 
Rolling down like tires 
Now all there was left was blood 
Where all they had was left
After theft of their homes
Came theft of their lives 
Two days past before the father died
While his child died immediately by his side
Still she returned to where she last reside 
To watch Mothers burry sons 
And children burry fathers
Where no one’s left that survived
Everyone still comes 
In spite of threat of the danger 
To gather where their family once together  
Now dismembered and severed 
Mourners pay their respects and remember 
Their lives before
In their heads
They all were a soldier

Picture: https://www.kickassfacts.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/02/Belfast.jpg

© the Couch King, Neli Coko, Emma Galán & Bonetender 2023 All Rights Reserved

Zombie

Zombie by The Cranberries (with Emma Galán, Neli Coko & the Couch King)

Farewell kiss

Instrumental dark sci-fi synth from new British duo Encounter 743.

A taste of what's to come?

Last Bastion

Homage to Relativity Theory's Centenary & Mr. Albert Einstein.
Based on a delightful 6/4 main theme by https://soundcloud.com/exploderamera, we offer to the listener some variations on 5/4, 4/4 & 2/4 signatures, relatively round composition, lotta love, and two questions...
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Music: ExploderaMera and E-Ruizzo
Lyrics: Albert Einstein
Vocals & Artwork: ExploderaMera
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There are five houses.
The Englishman lives in the red house.
The Spaniard owns the dog.
Coffee is drunk in the green house.
The Ukrainian drinks tea.
The green house is immediately to the right of the ivory house.
The Old Gold smoker owns snails.
Kools are smoked in the yellow house.
Milk is drunk in the middle house.
The Norwegian lives in the first house.
The man who smokes Chesterfields lives in the house next to the man with the fox.
Kools are smoked in the house next to the house where the horse is kept.
The Lucky Strike smoker drinks orange juice.
The Japanese smokes Parliaments.
The Norwegian lives next to the blue house"

Now, who drinks water?
Who owns the zebra?

ER00EC12

Einsteins's Riddle (with ExploderaMera)

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