I had to come back a few times more. Love the artwork too (always do).

One of the greatest songs of all time ? Maybe... probably.

Love your quirky, tuneful and surprising songwriting …… intriguing images and lovely melodies :)

Great progressiv rock track. Lots unexpected twists to hear while maintaining a relaxed vibe :)

Hi Janine , hope you arre well. Wonderful lyrics (Your jeans!)and vocals, the ooohs and aaahs. Hats off and much respect to Jonathon:) xM

WHACKING THE TAP ACROSS SAGITTARIUS' FIELDS

Untapped IPG1 & Paploviante
This is an open invitation for a collab from Ian Greaves aka (IPG1)
Vocal and Lyrics:
Ian Greaves aka (IPG1)
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/untapped-voxes-92-bpm
Music:
Paploviante
Lyrics:
Off the top ———-is where it’s at unwrap this —————-gift RAP hitting the streets—-it’s ——pure crack Stone cold —-this trap ——TRACK! Pool of knowledge ——-untapped going —-in —-hard——we do that  Better —-tighten up —-them bootstraps  ———SAY-——-“what the hell ——did Lou snap!!!” swag baby —-The recap  no snags—nah—we stop that!!!
Break the game down--it's a new map Flow so rich--- better check that NASDAQ Eyes on the prize---go the full lap concrete jungle---stuck in the trap
[Verse] From the alleys to the skyline---watch us elevate Living large in the boroughs where we demonstrate Every word a heavy weight--- every rhyme we detonate New York state of mind---watch the Empire State
We on a mission---ain't no intermission, snap back Murals on the walls--- street art on the subway track Ambition in the air, we the kings--- claim the throne Spittin' bars like bullets--- in this zone--- we at home
Icons of the asphalt--- legends in the flesh Droppin' beats so heavy--it’s poundin' in your chest From the 5 boroughs--anthems——- on full blast Queens to the Bronx-- Brooklyn —-movin' fast Elevate the hustle---the spirit never cracks Struggle in the verses —-resilience on the—— tracks

Untapped - IPG1 and Paploviante

Cast of characters: 

Quanah Stewart --vocals, lyrics
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen–electric guitar, synths, arrangement, composition, mix, and production 
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums, electric drums, percussion 
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 – four-string fretless bass
 
This song began with Stephen and his friend and bandmate, Quanah Stewart who also sings this version, and who wrote the lyrics. They were in a band together for about 7 years in the early 2000s. When the band broke up, they went many years without playing together. Until, in 2018 Stephen started his TexMex shaman project and this was one of the first songs he wrote.  Quanah had moved to Austin in the meantime but on a visit back to Dallas, Stephen asked him to come over and add the vocal track you hear on the song.  
 
Fast toward to 2024 and Stephen wanted to remix this along with a few other older tunes. He asked his good friends and teammates Ken and Josh if they’d like to help, and of course, they were super enthusiastic.  This is what he had to say about the finished product. "Their parts blew me away.  Beyond what I expected and it made it a whole new song.  Very grateful to them both for their time and talent." As are Ken and Josh very grateful to Stephen for sharing his awesome rocker with us.  

The title comes from trying to think of the stupidest song title Stephen could come up with, on a bet. And it’s close. 
  Of course, Stephen did the honors of mixing and producing it. Ken and Josh had a lot of fun brining this song back to life with him, whose creativity and skill are unparalleled. We all hope you (and Quanah) enjoy listening to it as much as we enjoyed creating

Lyrics:

1212 
still like to dance 
still like to sing 
deep cover elevator parking lot bring yeah 
THEY don't know about IT 
THEY aint seen 
we squeakin tweakin but were bufferin th stream yeah favorite stories 
favorite songs 
hey check th timeline might be gettin mighty long now my mind expanded
my mind IS blown 
my head exploded 
but I dont know what it shown yeah (unknowable silence) 
NOW ITS some bullshit 
we went through 
who knew
The Chasms came & got you 2 
still sayin fuck you 
still stayin high 
still makin me believe 
that Bon Scott never died rye
whens the punchline 
when is it near
nobody laughin said that no one shed o tear NOW 
so whats th story 
what th eff 
we gonna have to make IT with what little we got left yeah yeah

TallywhackerOMG!-Eclectic Collective

Original music score by J.J. Terrell
Artwork is painting by Margaryta Yermolayeva entitled "Face of Time". Check out her other works at margaryta-yermolayeva.pixels.com

Lyrics:

Build a bridge West
A northern kind of chap
For the listless
Who do what they want

Find the right rock
To roll up a hill
Traveling fast now
It's all in the thrill

Carve a road South
An Eastern kind of bloke
For the traitor
Those thinking kind of folk

Shifting sands of
Time's ever tide
Unraveling fast now
And now I never tried

Lay the rails North
A western kind of gal
Amongst the chosen
The wind had cast his sail

Not so fast now
The vulture circles above
The rock has fallen
Down the road of the here and now

Sagittarius A

Battle Fields

Seasons Brazilian Version speeded to 131 (2)(3)

First track of a new album where I'll try to be more eclectic, with closer approach to some genres. Experimented on this one over-editing vocal line on the left, and getting midi files out of organic guitar melodies, which I could play with virtual instruments. I hope you'll enjoy a different Ruizzoid shape.

Dedicated to Germán Coppini’s ‘Golpes Bajos’, one of my favorite groups of the Spanish ‘Nueva Ola’.

Pic: “Trapped in the past”, taken by me casually in the street.

Lyrics (original/translated):

NO TODO ACABA (JUGUETES ROTOS)  /  NOT EVERYTHING ENDS (BROKEN TOYS)

Hazme pensar que no todo acaba,  /  Make me think that not everything ends,
hay cosas en la vida que no cambian nada.  /  there are things in life which don’t change at all.
Hazme pensar que no estás gastada,  /  Make me think that you are not worn,
que el paso de los años no te cambió nada.  /  that the passing years didn’t change you at all.

Hazme pensar que no todo acaba.(bis)  /  Make me think that not everything ends. (bis)

Juguetes rotos, muñecas olvidadas,  /  Broken toys, forgotten dolls,
la imagen de mi espejo parece cansada.  /  the image from my mirror seems to be tired.
La voz de la noche ya no me llama,  /  The voice of the night doesn’t call me anymore,
me  resisto a pensar que todo se acaba.  /  I refuse to think that everything ends.

Hazme pensar que lo nuestro no acaba  /  Make me think that our thing doesn’t end
cuando despierte por la mañana.  /  when I wake up in the morning.
Hazme pensar en ti con calma,  /  Make me think about you calmly,
hazme creer que te tengo amarrada.  /  make me think that I get you tied up.

Hazme pensar que no todo acaba.(bis)  /  Make me think that not everything ends. (bis)

Hazme pensar que no todo acaba,  /  Make me think that not everything ends,
hazme creer que aún estoy en casa,  /  make me think that I’m still at home,
hazme pensar que duermo entre sábanas,   /  make me think that I sleep between sheets,
hazme pensar que nada cambia.  /  make me think that nothing changes.

Hazme pensar que no todo acaba.(bis)  /  Make me think that not everything ends. (bis)

ER31FI01 RUIZZO©1996 – FRANCÉS RECORDS®2016

No todo acaba (Juguetes rotos)

Like a lot of us these days, I have some extra hours on my hands. While looking to amuse myself at this most unamusing time, I made this. I hope it cheers you, too, and provides a few minutes pleasure. That is all it is for.

This music is also my version of whistling past the graveyard. One of many versions.

Please stay healthy. And let us be strong, and pick each other up when one of us is down.

Lockdown Cocktail

Janine Levinson 2020

MISTRESS OF GRAVITY

Guitar and guidance: Jonathan Beckenstein @jonathanbeckenstein

Hey hey, look at me
I’m the mistress of gravity 
In charge of the rules of nature 
(turning it red for autumn)

Hey yeah, I’m warning you
And mind you, this is just a clue
But I’m feeling kind of impatient 
(So do what you want to do)

I’m going to allow it

Hey Hey, look at me 
Do I look fat in these jeans? 
Or maybe my crack is showing 
(Maybe I’ve got a problem)

Hey yeah, If I were you
I’d consider a benefaction
Make sure it’s a really good one 
(And do what you want to do)

I’m going to allow it 
I’m going to allow it

Judge and jury 
If you want to
You can call me mother 

Hello mistress!

Rain it down and in a flurry 
Feel the burning water

Hello mistress!

Hey hey I hope you know 
That I think that a storm is coming
So maybe you’ll need your anchor 
(I’m keeping the rivers flowing)

Hey you, what I can be 
Hypocritical, technically
Magnetically quite unmagic
(So maybe my slip is showing)

And I’m going to allow it

Hey hey, Look at me
I’m the mistress of gravity 
In charge of the rules of nature 
(keeping it real for autumn)

Hey yeah, I’m warning you 
And mind you this, this is just a clue
But I’m feeling kind of impatient 
(So do what you want to do)

I’m going to allow it 
Ba ba ba ba...

Mistress Of Gravity - with Jonathan Beckenstein

Words and Music by Stefan van Walsum
Gitarren, Bass, Drum programming and Vocals by Stefan van Walsum
Mix and Mastering by SvW at Nandis´s Cavern-Studio, Germany 
Copyright by Stefan van Walsum, 2020

SEI MUTIG! (Der Text) 
Durchgezechte Nacht mit verbogenen Gedanken.
Vernebelte Sicht durch Alkohol und Nikotin.
Aufgetaucht in einer Frühstückskneipe.
Irgendwo im Nirgendwo von Berlin.

Ich fühlte mich einsam und auch mies.
Nicht die geringste Spur von Liebe.
Was läuft hier nur falsch?

Fader Kaffee mit bitterem Geschmack.
Meine Blicke leer aber immer suchend.

Schräg gegenüber saß ein Mädchen.
Heller Teint und schwarzes Haar.
Ihr Blick traf mein Herz.
 
Was ist jetzt nur los?
Ist sie das große Los?
Im Hals `nen fetten Kloß!
Wie schaffe ich das bloß? 

Irritiert schaute ich zu Boden.
Ich wünschte sie käme rüber zu mir!
Kurz darauf blickte ich wieder auf - 
und sie stand ganz nah bei mir.

Und sie sagte:
komm sei mutig!
Zieh mich ganz fest an dich!
Hey, sei nicht so feige!
Glaube an dich und mich!
Verschließe nicht die Augen!
Schaue mich an, ich stehe vor dir.
Sei bitte mutig!
Küsse mich jetzt und hier!

Ich dachte:
komm sei mutig!
Ich zieh` sie ganz fest an mich!
Ey, ich bin nicht feige!
Ich glaube an sie und mich!
Verschließe nicht die Augen!
Schaue mich an, ich stehe vor dir.
Sei bitte mutig!
Küsse mich jetzt und hier! 
Küsse mich jetzt und hier!

Sei mutig!

Trout Fishing in America
	By David Husted
	16 MAY 2020
	
	V1a
	 I can't hit that  top………can't take it any longer
	 0.1% ……….not taking new members
	They say you got to give your life to me
	They say they'll help you dig your grave
	Still shucking that corn for da man who don't mourn you
	
	V1b
	What you gonna do when the world won't play?
	What you gonna do when we break those chains?
	What you gonna do when we're face to face
	See our blood, sweat and tears,……. maybe a little taste of
	Peace …………Love…….and some of that Amazing Grace
	
	Pre-ch
	Down for the count now, I really had to meet ya
	rolling on the ground without your power, without your millions
	Leaking out the pockets of the towered coward leaders
	Bribes, lies, recognize you ain't got nowhere to rise
	
	V1c
	I refused
	I will not be used
	Wont give my life away
	Gonna make my own plans
	Gonna pay my own way
	
	Ch
	But Today, Baby
	Wanna spend my life with you
	Cause I Love You
	
	{instrumental}
	
	I lay down but I ain't gonna sleep
	Cause I ain't gonna close my eyes
	I am the lion; I dream
	
	V2 {call and response}
	
	I refused
	{I Can't Hit that  top………can't take it any longer}
	I will Not Be Used
	{0.1 % ……….not taking new members}
	Wont Give My Life Away
	{They say you got to give your life to me}
	{They say they'll help you dig your grave}
	Gonna make my own Plans
	Gonna pay my own way
	{Bribes, lies, recognize you aint got nowhere to rise}
	
	Ch
	But Today, Baby
	Gonna spend my life with you
	What you gonna do when we're face to face, You'll See
	Our  blood, sweat and tears,……. maybe a little taste of
	Peace …………Love…….Amazing Grace
	
	Bridge
	Cracks; burning inside  of my baby grand
	Slap the keys like nutter-butter slippin-in the frying pan
	Cranking out the metaphors better than a Brautigan
	I hope he still out there "Trout Fishing in America"
	
	Outro
	
more detail on the song production process below for those who care to dig deeper:

I happened to surf across an article about Richard Brautigan. I found the story mildly interesting. The article's author was writing about a recent biography that had come out about Brautigan.  The  picture he painted of the man did not seem flattering.  In fact, he made him sound like a real misogynistic, drunken asshole which I am sure he very well may have been.  However, what caught my eye in his write-up was a reference to Brautigan's book called "Trout Fishing in America".  

I recall chuckling at the way the article's author stated Brautigan used the phrase "trout fishing" or "trout stream" in ways that made the reader double-take. Some of the book's cultural popularity was misleadingly due to that title's use in the more conventional sense. However, Brautigan would personify the phrase "trout fishing" onto people or places or things throughout the book. This was un-conventional for the time and trippy to me. It created a sort of ear-worm of magic on me during my own song development process. It was a needed hit of hippie, beat generation, creative juice just in the nick of time. The trout stream which had been simmering for close to a year was dusted off, revised and finally completed.  

This song may be about my ongoing discontent with the state of our world. It may be about my deep conviction that we can and will do better. It may be about my general state of happiness despite the world we live in. It may be about trout fishing in America.  

Thank You for sharing a moment with me. I appreciate your friendship as I continue to cobble my musical creations together one trout fish at a time. 

Here's to you with much gratitude. 

V/r

Dave

the nook

Trout Fishing in America

RIP Ennio Morricone, the genius and music maestro.  Just put this together as my tribute

The Maestro (RIP Morricone)*Available for Download*

A Special collab with @november-love-680008043 
I am very proud and delighted that melissa sang this song Perfect in Italian, which distinguishes a professional.
The collaboration was fantastic and i
Also a big thank you to Bill with his saxophone part
Of course, thanks also to Will who also belongs to the group.
My high respect to everyone .. The collaboration was fantastic and I enjoyed it. The video will be produced in the near future ...
Vision and Composed by @delangio
Produced by @november-love-680008043 & @delangio
Recorded on lupuz Studio.it
Vocal by Melissa @november-love-680008043
Saxofon by Bill @november-love-680008043
Lyrics by @delangio from the Original by "Ricchi e Poveri"-Come Vorrei"1981
Enjoy and Dream
Saluti @delangio and @november-love-680008043

Come vorrei

How I Wish - November Sound Feat. Delangio/THE PANTHEON PROJECT

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Carlos Vivanco

Luceros De Media Noche

Selsir Star

made by recording bass while listening to https://soundcloud.com/mauri-konttinen/guitar-and-synth-jam-08082020  then recording to that bassline.

Oh Eight Oo!!

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