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Indiana Jones & the Legend of This Playlist We Got Going on Right Here

Wednesday Collection #59 (Thursday Edition)

Ponying Up the Playlists: Thanks for all you kind words and playlists on You Listen! Pt. 2

The Thrill is Spinning: 30 fresh ones from the SoundCloud community

Beginning of the Festival: 100 Tracks from the SoundCloud community

Packing the Playlist: Big thanks for all your playlists and comments on Malice In The Palace Pt.1

October 24  2020

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NADA  / NOTHING

He pensado en la muerte  /  I've thought about death
y en lo que habrá detrás.  /  and what will be behind.
Puede que no haya nada,  /  It may be nothing,
¿te has parado a pensar?  /  have you stopped to think?

Nada, nada... nada.  /  Nothing, nothing... nothing.

Nada, nada, nada ni siquiera aire,  /  Nothing, nothing, nothing not even air,
nada, nada, nada que pueda tocarse,  /  nothing, nothing, nothing you can touch.
Nada, nada, nada que tocar ni respirar.  /  Nothing, nothing, nothing to touch nor breathe.

Nada, nada, ni una idea ni un deseo,  /  Nothing, nothing, neither an idea nor a desire,
nada, nada, ningún miedo ni silencio,  /  nothing, nothing, no fear or silence,
nada, nada, nada nada se puede escuchar.  /  nothing, nothing, nothing nothing can be heard.
...
Nada, nada, no esperes encontrarte  /  Nothing, nothing, don't expect finding
nada, nada, no puedes imaginarte  /  nothing, nothing, you cannot imagine
nada, nada, nada, no te entra en la razón.  /  nothing, nothing, it doesn't fit your mind.

ER18PB06 - ©1995 E-RUIZZO – ®2014 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;)

Nada (He pensado en la muerte)

High recommendation of headphones, to fully enjoy sound adds and effects.

Letra / translated lyrics:

África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...
la vieja madre...   /   the old mother...
África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...
la tierra extraña...   /   the strange land...
África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...


Son tus raíces   /   Your roots are
más profundas que el tiempo.   /   deeper than time.
Olvida tu vida   /   Forget your life
que ahora es desierto.   /   which is now a desert.

Tus raíces de sangre se han perdido,   /   Your blood roots are lost
y tu exótico mundo ha envejecido.   /   and your exotic world has got old.
La llamada de la selva ha convertido:   /   The call of the jungle has turned:

tus batallas en guerras,   /   your battles to wars,
y tus bosques en hambre,   /   and your forests to hunger,
y tus hombres en tierra.   /   and your men to soil.

África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...
tus cantos lejanos...   /   your distant singings...
África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...
ahora están muertos...   /   are dead now...
ahora están muertos.   /   are dead now.
África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...


... 1995 E-RUIZZO - 2014 FRANCÉS RECORDS

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África (Hombres de tierra)

Music & Lyrics: Eddy Mango

LÅT INTE STRESS TA DITT LIV

Jag kopplar av det känns riktigt och bra,
det var en stressad person det var jag,
att hinna med jag tänkte var dag...
Nära paniken stor var trafiken
med måste tiden räckte ej till.

Låt inte stress ta ditt liv,
ge livet nytt perspektiv,
farligt hantera, bryter dig ner jag
orkar inte mer...
Nu börjar livet igen,
har funnit en ny refräng,
lyssna och vila, livet har mera
mycket mer att ge.

Eddy Mango 5

Låt inte stress ta ditt liv. ( 2001 ) Eddy Mango-Margareta Theorin ( Eddy )

Little octopuses live in the deep sea. They have fins like ears of "Dumbo" the elephant. (It will suddenly appear!!) Have a nice trip by submarine!
 Thank you.

Deep Sea

Fields of dreams

This must be from the 70s. Copy of a song written by Shane Love Appling.

Album

LaterTonight

Without You
Text and Music: Rachel 

This is a song written by Rachel @https://soundcloud.com/rachel_debattista. 
I am so happy, Rachel agreed, to transform her beautiful song into a rock ballad. You can listen to the original version here: https://soundcloud.com/rachel_debattista/without-you-rough-poemsong.
And on top of that, we have Al Z (@al-z-z-z) playing another great lead guitar and Pete (https://soundcloud.com/midipunk) bringing the song to live with his drums and cool fills!
Here it is! We hope, you have as much fun listening to it, than we had, recording it!

In a world full of stories,
In a world full of fear
Why can’t I use my mind
To say I love you, dear?
Every morning there’s a piece of the story missing - without you
Every day there’s a part of me - urging to find you
Without you there’ll be something, missing from this world of mine
Without you there’ll be nothing - every time.
Hard enough to remember,
Close enough not to cry
Will we ever experience, 
what it feels like to smile?
Every morning there’s a piece of the story missing - without you
Every day there’s a part of me - urging to find you
Without you there’ll be something, missing from this world of mine
Without you there’ll be nothing. Every time…
Everytime that I miss you, I mean it,
I see you looking in my eyes,
I want to, relive us, every time
Take back the hatred,
Why is it that we’re so blind
To see that all is crumbling down
Right in front of our eyes?
Every time.

Soundcloud

Without You, feat. Rachel on Vocals and Songwriting, AL Z on Lead and Midipunk on Drums

Thanks Janelle! What a pleasure! :)

Lyrics, Vocals: @the-real-janelle from @juniperoband
Music, Mix & Mastering, Guitars (ES, JM), Bass (P), Drums (AD2) and Keys: @bonetender

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/3r6bD5UUgfCc5tFVh0PqZe

========== Lyrics ==========

Out in the field, at night
I find myself twirling out of space
It’s like a dream, it seems...

There comes times where I don’t really care
About what goes on around 

All I hear is my boom box going hard
Out over here, nobody seems to notice us
At times I may have my own reasons
But never will I turn you my back 

We’re alright, we go our ways
We stumble down just to build up 
Taking hold of us again

Out in the field, we dance endlessly 
Out over here where you can see the city
We don’t dwell into tomorrow’s worries
We live for now and glorious memories 

We don’t mind, we don’t mind nothing 

We are at our rhythm 
We don’t care about your competition 
Nothing sane in soulless repetition 

We’re alright, we go our ways
We stumble down just to build up 
Taking hold of us again

©Janelle & Bonetender 2020 All Rights Reserved

Our Ways

Our Ways (ft. Janelle)

Lyrics R. Debattista & E.Liautard  - Music G. Alberto - 2020
Voice : Rachel Debattista - https://soundcloud.com/rachel_debattista
Instru - V@M

Verse 1
Somebody came who understands
She feels pain
Once she felt blue
She saw, she knew …life was cruel.

Chorus
Don’t believe my mind
I only smile
I went through the cloud
She knew, she found
…hears the sound inside my mind.

Verse 2
She always dreams
Behind the screen
She waits for him
Now she is proud
among the crowd
She reaches high

Chorus
Don’t believe my mind
I only smile
I went through the cloud
She knew, she found
…hears the sound inside my mind.

Somebody Came - (ft. Rachel Debattista - Lead Vocal)

"A pilgrimage is a journey, often into an unknown or foreign place, where a person goes in search of new or expanded meaning about the self, others, nature, or a higher good, through the experience. It can lead to a personal transformation, after which the pilgrim returns to their daily life."

the artwork is by the American painter Esao Andrews

Pilgrimage

Flock Of Zombies! - The Beginning Of The Festival
https://soundcloud.com/jcs-807293158/flock-of-zombies-the-beginning-of-the-festival

Zombie Hunter's Grief IMAGE ALBUM
https://www.amazon.com/Zombie-Hunters-Grief-IMAGE-ALBUM/dp/B0912B56C5/

amazon

Zombie Hunter's Grief

Conquering and ruling cultures often oppress those they dominate. The oppressed, and those with less power, will always eventually seek justice, representation, and equal power from their subjugators. Those whose culture have been vilified, repressed, and appropriated can regain their power and love by learning about their past, choosing and identifying their cultural heroes for themselves, and restoring their appreciation and celebrations for their ancestors.  

May this song encourage an honest look into your past, acknowledging both the shadow and the light, appreciating the beauty of what was and is, and learning from accomplishments and mistakes to continue our evolution in becoming better co-creators with the planet.

I used some of a bass stem Alpha Roots sent me to make Red Earth Clay and I used the rest of the stem to make Sow Your Seeds. I have one unused bass and drum stem from Alpha Roots that I will make an old school hip hop song with and I may remix his original Hosanna bass stem one day to make a new reggae song. I may also ask Russ if I can make a version of Da Weed using Alpha Roots’ stems one day. After that, I may be complete unless I get gifted some Alpha Roots stems to play with. 

Huge thanks to Chiefo who set the original tone of this song which gave me inspiration for  the lyrics. Big ups to Fady, bit zone, and Lady of Fire Poetry for joining in on this project and adding their collective vibe. Massive thanks to Wou-Wou & the Wormling for keeping the track on skank with his rhythm guitar and for providing us with his incredible art work - commission him for some work y’all!!! And massive thanks to Russell and the Chaos Cookhouse for mixing and mastering these stems into the huge dubbed out joint that it is. Hit Russ up for his mixing and mastering services now!!!

Alpha Roots : Bass
https://soundcloud.com/alpha-roots 
Chiefo: Synths
https://soundcloud.com/jonahjohn
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Rhythm Guitar
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
Fady: Keys
https://soundcloud.com/fadysporz
bitzone: Drums and Vocals
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone 
Lady of Fire Poetry: Vocals
https://soundcloud.com/ladyofire
Couch King: Lyrics and Vocals 
musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Mix and Master
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
Mixed at the Chaos Cookhouse
https://chaoscookhouse.bandcamp.com
Art by Wou-Wou & the Wormling
https://wouwouandthewormling.com

Lyrics:

Know your roots and your culture 
Hey hey hey, hey hey hey 
Rock your roots and your culture 
Hey hey hey, hey hey hey 

Get to know your roots and your culture
Who you be now 
Know your history now 
So you can see now 
Where you wanna sow your seeds now 
Where you wanna sow your seeds now
Hey ey ey
Hey ey ey 

Gonna build on that which went before I 
Try and build on that which went before I 
Never knew who I was 
Dem try and control my 
Never knew who I was 
Dem try and control my
 Destiny with suppression and lies 
Deny that my ancestors were wise 
Revise my story with your wicked eyes  so others will despise 
And overlook the great civilizations that my people built 
Likewise likewise likewise

Unaware of history your destined to repeat it 
Only hear deceitful stories and we’re likely to concede to it 
Take away the leaders from our culture to unseat it 
Take away our dreams from our spirit to defeat it 
Replace dem with your poor role models and everyone believes in it 
Replace dem with your hopelessness and everyone perceives it 
But Jah lion shines bright in us and we only need to see it 
Jah lion is shining bright in us and all we need to do is reveal it

Sow Your Seeds

Alpha Roots, Chiefo, Fady, bitzone, Lady of Fire Poetry, Wou-Wou, Russ & CK - Sow Your Seeds

An older track I did. together with Special Cecilia with reworked guitars to make it easier to jump to it 😀🎸🤘

Vocals: @specialececilia
Composition: @specialececilia @nobsmeyer
Guitar, Bass, Keyboards & Production: Norbert Meyer
I hope you will enjoy this reissue!

Spinning Spinning

Spinning Spinning 2023 Reissue | Special Cecilia & Nobs

Oh Janelle, thanks for your fantastic lyrics and vocals! :)

Lyrics, Vocals: @the-real-janelle from @juniperoband
Music, Mix & Mastering, Guitars (Tele & I don't know), Bass (P), Drums (AD2) and Mello Keys: @bonetender

========== Lyrics ==========

The golden curtains
Are burning down
This great palace I built
Is falling to the ground
And I pay no mind, no
While everybody’s losing theirs
And I cut the ties
No longer while I look behind

Go forward, what are the odds
Of not finding nothing
Keep forward, pushing strong
Their words mean nothing

Their words mean nothing (8x)

You would always say
That you never had enough
When you had it all

Having everything was never
Quite enough
What do you want?

A restless need won’t let you sleep my friend
What do you want?

Having everything is a bless and a course
What do you want?

Sometimes things don’t matter at all
At all times you should be who you are
Life as we are, we are, we are, we are
To live life as we are, we are, we are

©Janelle & Bonetender 2020 All Rights Reserved

You can be king

You Can Be King (ft. Janelle)

I start this new album with better sound by means of one of my more beloved and evolved songs ever, a structured piece with progressing parts.

LETRA   /   TRANSLATED LYRICS:

BIEN, MAL (LLUVIA VIEJA)    /   WELL, BADLY (OLD RAIN)

Sí, no, ¿por qué no?   /   Yes, no, why not? 
estoy pensando que esto no es lo mejor.   /   I am thinkinkg this is not the best.
Bien, mal, ¿tú qué tal?   /   Well, badly, what about you?
de repente me he puesto a pensar.   /   Suddenly I have started to think.

El tiempo esparcido entre mis amigos   /   Time scattered among my friends
 es el más valioso cuando estoy contigo.   /   is the most valuable one when I am with you
Los ratos vividos estando contigo   /   Moments lived being with you
 son reconfortantes cuando estoy perdido.   /   are comforting when I feel lost. 
Tengo que buscarlos entre mis amigos,   /   I must search for them among my friends
tengo que encontrarlos, pero ya se han ido todos.   /   I must find them, but they are all gone already.

Fumando   /   Smoking 
tras los cristales   /   behind the windows
mojados de lluvia vieja.   /   wet with old rain
Recuerdos   /   Memories
 que me llevan flotando   /   carry me floating
 a estar con ella.   /   to be with her

Tengo que buscarlos entre mis amigos.   /   I must search for them among my friends

Tú, yo, ¿qué sé yo?   /   You, me, what do I know?
está lloviendo pero tengo calor.   /   It is raining but I feel hot
Qué, quién, ¡mírame!   /   What, who, look at me !
soy todavía quien empezaste a querer.   /   I am still who you started do love

Soy todavía quien empezaste a querer.  /   I am still who you started do love

ER13PB01 ©1995 E-RUIZZO – ®2013 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;)

Image: "Prickle prick cactus", photo by Ruizzoidman

Bien, mal (Lluvia vieja)

Latest version is remastered but most importantly featuring the talented and lovely Ciroyelle with her stunning vocals!!!! Follow her here: https://soundcloud.com/teufelskreis-net

and on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/0qJr8xW8shlDdhyfERX4Ol


Let's face it, this has been a rough year. Here is a track that started as a jam track (and still kind of is) that became a blues song. Thanks to Aura for the awesome photos, one of which I used for the song art. If you can hang in for all 7 minutes, that is awesome! 3 humble recommendations for this song:

1. Lights down 
2. Volume up
3. Headphones on
:)


Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Tyler Cressman 

Backup Vocals: Maynard Cressman

Instruments: Gibson Les Paul, Schecter Bass, Drum Machine, Organ, Steinway Piano, Tambourine, Martin Acoustic Guitar, Synth, and I think that is it. 
Here are the lyrics:

When I look at 2020 baby, I see one color. How bout you?
When I look at 2020 baby, I see one color. How bout you? What do you see?

When I look at 2020 baby, my eyes only see blue.
When I look at 2020 baby, my eyes only see blue.

Hear that 2021 train a' comin. Know exactly what I'm gonna do. Got a plan baby?
Hear that 2021 train a' comin. Know exactly what I'm gonna do.

Gonna snatch right up my ticket, might even get me two.
Gonna snatch right up my ticket, might even get me two.

Gonna paint you a picture baby, need one color.....it's blue.
Lemme get my brush! (Very Long solo lol)

Thanks for listening :)

Numbers in Color (Worldwide Version)

Official Video

Numbers In Color (Worldwide Version)

Composed & produced by:
Chivicke HomeSudio Productions©2020

Ma Petite Sherezade

by Lew Brown and Ray Henderson

Trumpet and piano trio by Andrew Morley https://soundcloud.com/user-605559559
Vocals by Irina

Can't thank Andrew enough for his wonderful interpretation of this classic.

The Thrill Is Gone | Irina & Andrew Morley

Hear Me Out

Watch the video and listen to You Listen while soaking in the vibes of Mexican agriculture circa 1950s here: https://fb.watch/2tXYb4EpAr/

I deeply recognize the disparity in ways natural and human disasters affect different groups of people and the need for greater equality of care. I also recognize that I live with many privileges that others do not have. And with these recognitions, I still believe there is space for us all to have a gratitude practice while passionately endeavoring for positive change.  

I am grateful for all the accumulated creativity and work of our ancestors that lead to the eventual creation of the internet and SoundCloud which has enabled us to remain artistically connected during this period of increased physical isolation. 

May everyone’s seeds be fruitful and multiply.

Jonathan Beckenstein: Rhythm Guitar, Fake Steel Guitar
https://soundcloud.com/jonathan_beckenstein
Calebass: Guitars and Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/calebass
Jon Lock: Bass
https://soundcloud.com/jon-lock-5 
Janine Levinson: Vocals
https://soundcloud.com/janinelevinson
 the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, and Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Mix, Master, and Campfire Leader
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
The Chaos Cookhouse: Studio
https://chaoscookhouse.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:

We thank this seed with its potency
To bring forth fruits so copiously
With opened hearts and festivity  
4 20 days of ceremony 
 
You listen
Oh, you listen
We’re thankful that 
You listen

You listen
Yea, you listen
In the morning dew
You glisten

We honor you with crimsoned desire
Following Nanahuatl who jumped in the fire
May your sacrifices continue to inspire
And bring forth gratitude until we expire 

The days are long and the weather is hot
We call on the rains to weather our crops
Bless the labor of men and divined thought 
Honored to sacrifice for all that we got 

We thank this seed with it’s potency
To bring forth fruits so copiously
With opened hearts and festivity  
4 20 days of ceremony 
 
We be handing out the alms for the love of Xipe Totec
Got the gods in the house garlands all around their necks
Sitting on sheaves, leaves of tzapote 
Honoring renewal of life and all that is holy 
Flayed in the way maize loses layers 
With hope of vegetation we given up the prayers
Flayed in the way maize loses layers 
With hope of vegetation we given up the prayers

Jonathan Beckenstein, Janine Levinson, Jon Lock, Russ, Calebass & CK - You Listen

I have reworked this old classic from Cecilia and myself and as always when you rework something it is getting very different from the original.
If you feel at the end that you hear George Zamfir - it´s not him, it´s all guitar :-)
I hope you like the track and enjoy this new fresh version.

@spacialcecilia Vocals and Lyrics
myself: guitar, bass, drum programming, keyboards and mix and mastering

Mysteries Part 1 2020 Reissue feat. Special Cecilia

Mysteries Part 1 2020 Reissue | Special Cecilia & N.o.b.S.

Backing track: Paploviante and Friends
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/boundless-paploviante
Vocal: Special Cecilia
https://soundcloud.com/specialvocals/waiting-for-your-sunshine-standing-in-the-moonlight
https://soundcloud.com/specialececilia
Lillithe adding: Piano, Horns, Strings, Beat, Synth

Waiting for your Sunshine / Standing in the Moonlight / Cecilia, Paploviante & Lillithe

Ice Cold / Paploviante 2020 open collab
Music: Paploviante
BPM 140
Free Download

Ice Cold - Paploviante / open collab

Please welcome to join Syntaleta community on www.patreon.com/syntaleta
Remastered by Houman (https://soundcloud.com/houmans)

A Secret Door

I have written this song for all people and creatures who suffer from the increasing resurgence of right-wing populist and repressive political systems

Lyrics in English:

The murderers are still among us
They are further called "Hinz" and "Kunz"
Are completely anonymous and nameless

Arisen from the womb
Who unites them in hatred of foreigners

White as a sheet in their souls
The heritage makes them great again

The murder legacy is now starting:

They may vomit again
Insulting, groping, staring at women
Ripping Jews Kipas from their heads
Shitting on PoC their need

Lighting homeless people at night
Inventing the Holocaust as a lie

Never again!
Turn off the brown light
Never again!
A mortuary house 
Never again!
Mass murder as a plan
The banality of evil is sneakily creeping up
Never again!
Never again!

The language is diluted
It targets the lowest instinct
Pretends to be "The People"
Invades the angle of revenge of bitter souls

Arouses envy of those who are at the top
And those who are supposedly getting better
Until a legimitation is created for them:

To kick, to beat, to torture, to rush
To sharpen the weapons against the alleged invasion
To pillory those again who think differently 
To swell the national chicken breast
To set nasty traps for those who are declared vermin
To ennoble the betrayal
To gag the deviants dead 
To wriggle themselves superiority with the tail of the power demon

Never again!
Turn off the brown light
Never again!
A mortuary house 
Never again!
Mass murder as a plan
The banality of evil is sneakily creeping up
Never again!
Never again!

Deutscher Originaltext:

Nie wieder!

Die Mörder sind noch immer unter uns
Sie heißen weiter "Hinz" und "Kunz"
Sind ganz gesicht- und namenlos

Entsprungen aus dem Mutterschoß
Der Sie vereint im Fremdenhaß

In ihrer Seele leichenblaß 
Macht sie das Erbe wieder groß

Das Mordvermächtnis legt jetzt los:

Sie dürfen wieder kotzen
Frauen beschimpfen, begrapschen, anglotzen
Juden Kipas niederreißen
Auf PoC ihre Notdurft scheißen
Obdachlose nachts anzünden
Den Holocaust als Lüge erfinden

Nie wieder!
Macht das Braunlicht aus
Nie wieder!
Ein Leichenberge-Haus 
Nie wieder!
Massenmord als Plan
Die Banalität des Bösen kriecht schleichend heran
Nie wieder!
Nie wieder!

Die Sprache ist verdünnt
Zielt auf den niedersten Instinkt
Gibt vor "Das Volk" zu sein
Dringt in den Rachewinkel bitt‘rer Seelen ein

Schürt Neid auf jene, die da oben stehen
Und jene, denen es angeblich besser geht
Bis eine Legimitation für Sie entsteht:

Zu treten, zu schlagen, zu foltern, zu hetzen
Die Waffen gegen die vermeintliche Invasion zu wetzen
An den Pranger zu stellen 
Die nationale Hühnerbrust zu schwellen
Den zum Ungeziefer Erklärten fiese Fallen zu stellen
Den Verrat zu veredeln
Die Abweichler tot zu knebeln 
Sich mit dem Schwanz des Machtdämons Überlegenheit zuzuwedeln

Nie wieder!
Macht das Braunlicht aus
Nie wieder!
Ein Leichenberge-Haus 
Nie wieder!
Massenmord als Plan
Die Banalität des Bösen kriecht schleichend heran
Nie wieder!
Nie wieder!

Nie wieder! - Never again!

Nie Wieder! - Never Again! (Lyrics in English in the Intro)

Under A Sun Called Hope

Revelation

Musique George Delerue
paroles Henri Colpi

TROIS PETITES NOTES DE MUSIQUE  + DDJohn's Clarinet (cover Yves Montand)

ICE FROM THE SKY

2020 janine levinson

I woke up this morning to ice from the sky
In my little piece of paradise
It should be warm; it should be temperate
And yet, ice from the sky

It's dry! so dry! said the ground to the sky
In my little piece of paradise
It should be flowing where I have flourished
And yet it's terribly dry

Withering and shrinking; waiting for a drink
A sprout or two will rise -- but never climb to the sky

I woke up this morning with tears in my eyes
in my little piece of paradise
I should feel warm and be contented
and yet, tears in my eyes

Muttering and sinking; watching for a cloud
A spout or two will rise -- but never a drop from the sky

A quake could shake the ground 
And if a tear were to hit it right
It would split with an awful sound
And day would turn to night

The sky could fall --be upside down
The clouds my bed  -- the stars my ground
The heavens pour and burn my toes
Ice will fly.  Still nothing grows.

I woke up this morning to ice from the sky
In my little piece of paradise
It should be warm; it should be temperate
And yet, ice from the sky

Ice From The Sky

Zombie Hunter's Grief
https://soundcloud.com/jcs-807293158/zombie-hunters-grief

Zombie Hunter's Grief IMAGE ALBUM
www.amazon.com/Zombie-Hunters-Gr…UM/dp/B0912B56C5/

Flock Of Zombies! - The Beginning Of The Festival

The day we watched dolphins in moonlight bay.

Electronic music and vocals "Runaway"
Art work ; An old water colour of mine.

Runaway

Lyrics, effects and vocals by Nathalie B20
https://soundcloud.com/nathalie-b20
Instrumental by me (orignal Blue)

I Saw You ( Produced By Moon Dust Ft. Nathalie B20)

Faded Love (composed by James Rivas https://soundcloud.com/j-rivas and John Marlowe) 
Vocal and photo: Oddrun Eikli 
Musicarr. and all instruments: Aleck Rand https://soundcloud.com/aleckrand

Faded Love ( composed by James Rivas/John Marlowe) Oddrun Eikli and Aleck Rand

Firstly on easy listening 6/4 bars, I cut some notes out of the main theme so as to give it dynamism, and finally obtained a prime amalgam of 17 quarter notes. I hid any recognizable thing in the accompaniment, and for the organic lines (voice and guitars) I tried the strong rhythm would not fix too much the melodies, first paying a lot of attention, and finally ... just letting me go.

Translated lyrics:

Oídos sordos (17 negras)  /  Deaf ears (17 quarter notes)

Quiero gritar todo lo que siento, estando solo;  /   I want to shout out everything I feel, being alone;
pero gritándolo al viento y si no contesta,  /  but shouting it at the wind and if it doesn’t answer,
dime, ¿de qué me sirve? (bis)  /  tell me, how does that help me? (bis)

Todos los vientos conocen mi historia  /  All the winds know my story
pero no hacen nada.  /  but they don’t do anything.
¿Será que no me oyen? (bis)  /  Perhaps they don’t hear me? (bis)

He estado aquí y allí gritando como un loco,  /  I’ve been here and there screaming like a madman,
pero todo sigue igual.  /  but it’s all the same.
¿Será que no me oyen? (bis)  /  Perhaps they don’t hear me? (bis)

Quiero gritar…  /  I want to shout out…

Ahora sé que no sirve de nada;  /  Now I know it’s no use;
el viento sois todos que callais al verme,  /  all of you are the wind, silent when you see me,
y dejáis que hable y hable,  /  and letting me speak and speak,
y dejáis que hable y hable y hable.  /  and letting me speak and speak and speak.

No creo que vuelva mañana  /  I don’t think I’ll be back tomorrow
a escuchar vuestro silencio.  /  to listen to your silence.
Quiero encontrar a alguien. (bis)  /  I want to find someone. (bis)

Quiero gritar…  /  I want to shout out…

©1995 E-RUIZZO – ®2013 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;)
Image: "Red eared cactus", photo by Ruizzoidman

Oídos sordos (17 negras)

It sure seems there's always malice in the palace. Either you’re in the palace causing malice or you’re trying to stop the malice. In both cases there's still malice in the palace. As subjects, we have to live with that malice, so get out and vote. And if voting doesn’t make a difference, get out there and storm the palace, but only for a cause I believe in, lol. 

I love roots reggae and am stuck in the period between '68 and '82. Don’t get me wrong, ska is great, and I lump rocksteady into my preferred period of reggae. And I am not saying I don’t appreciate later periods of reggae and dancehall. I did enjoy the 90s dancehall that often went along with golden era hip hop. But I will always like 70s roots reggae best. I must be old. 

Thanks SoundCloud friends for making roots reggae with me and helping me LARP my musical fantasies. You're all the best! May everyone live out their rock star dreams.

Joerxworx: Horns
https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx
D. D. Danahy: Keyboards 
https://soundcloud.com/darren-d-danahy
Heartscore: Guitar
https://soundcloud.com/heartscore
Jon Lock: Bass and Guitar
https://soundcloud.com/jon-lock-5
Bitzone: Drums and Percussion
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Mixing and Mastering
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
The Chaos Cookhouse Studio
https://chaoscookhouse.bandcamp.com
Wou-Wou & Wormling: Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling

Trodding in this world of inequity 
People dying in the city
Kings in palaces show no pity
There’s malice in the palace 
There’s malice in the palace
Queen Majesty let’s lick up the chalice
I wanna hear I wanna hear what you can tell us 
And don’t you try to quell us
Or we’ll be storming up the citadel, yes! 
You’ve got to be pure of heart and pure mind
Cause blessed are the pure in heart
So you’ve got to live clean
If you know what I mean
There’s malice in the palace
We’re storming the citadel, yes!
And in the end, the last shall be first, and the first last 
For many shall be called, but few shall be chosen
Trodding in this world of inequity 
People are dying in the city
And kings in palaces dem show no pity
There’s malice in the palace 
There’s malice in the palace
Queen Majesty let’s lick up the chalice
I wanna hear I wanna hear what you can tell us 
So whoever knows the right thing to do and fails to do it
For him it is sin
And that is the way of the righteous
For the path may be rocky
But the conscious can remain clean
If you know what I mean
There’s malice in the palace 
And we’re storming the citadel, yes!
For many are called, but few are chosen
There’s malice in the palace 
There’s malice in the palace, 
Queen Majesty let’s lick up the chalice
I wanna hear I wanna hear what you have to say
And don’t you lie to us
Or we’ll be climbing the citadel, yes!
Or we’ll be climbing the citadel 
There’s too much inequity 
So don’t you try quell
Do good things for in due season we will reap
So do not grow weary in doing good, y’all
And the fruit of the spirit is love, goodness, and peace 
And against such things there is no law
Living in the righteous way is no flaw
There’s Malice in da palace
And We’re storming the citadel
We’re storming the citadel, yes!
For many are called, but few are chosen
There’s Malice in da palace
There’s Malice in da palace
There’s Malice in da palace
There’s Malice in da palace
Trodding in this world of inequity 
people dying in the city
Kings in palaces dem show no pity
And we’re all going to be storming the citadel, yes!
So Queen Majesty
I wanna have a word with you and lick up da chalice
I wanna hear, I wanna hear, I wanna hear what you have to say
There’s Malice in da palace
There’s Malice in da palace
And don’t you try to quell us
There’s Malice in da palace
Keep your heart with all vigilance, for from it flow the springs of life

Joerxworx, D.D.Danahy, Heartscore, Jon Lock, Bitzone, Russ, the Couch King -  Malice In The Palace

This is a dub remix of https://soundcloud.com/couch-king-presents/joerxworx-dddanahy-heartscore-jon-lock-bitzone-russ-the-couch-king-malice-in-the-palace

The players

Joerxworx: Horns
https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx
D. D. Danahy: Keyboards
https://soundcloud.com/darren-d-danahy
Heartscore: Guitar
https://soundcloud.com/heartscore
Jon Lock: Bass and Guitar
https://soundcloud.com/jon-lock-5
Bitzone: Drums and Percussion
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com/
Russell Sinfield: Mixing and Mastering
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
The Chaos Cookhouse Studio
https://chaoscookhouse.bandcamp.com/
Wou-Wou & Wormling: Art (remixed)
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
and https://www.instagram.com/wouwouandthewormling/

Malice In Dub

Plight of the BubbleGum
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someone put LSD in my bubblegum
I wanna get it on but my head is twisted
where the world ends is when I existed
what is truth when it lies fixated 

in my bubblegum, I wanna get it on
but my mind is empty
my thoughts they fall in tandem  
I see strangers and panic at random

hey there not so fast priest
you wanna tell me what It is I’m missing?
I pray to mother mary but it’s
all illusion until I start drinking

well-water will rise in earth
the scorched land and comet hearth
and whoever put holy water next to me,
it’s no bother, it chills levity 

and if I’m a hypocrite, I’ll stick my bubblegum in it
if I stick it on your artwork well, I’ll chew it straight to hell
and when I get there lines are formed, some are sleeping queens
adorned in radiant whistles aimed at the sky,
light them up! let them fly!

light them up, let them fly!
I wanna get it on where tongues are twisted
the stuff that makes gum chewy? it is… it is…
whatever it is, I missed it

one more moment fast
where rockets fly in the night cosmic blast
where all soldiers pinned beneath the sky, 
don’t cry, I got bubblegum

it’s a mystery to me, worth lies beneath cosmic beauty
it scars me wide it’s coming straight to Ayhem (Son of a Lion) surprise
One more time I stick my bubblegum in your eyes
I’ll have you blind than lie to me one more time

Plight Of The BubbleGum

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