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Tradacoustic series no. 273

Music, mostly recent, a few days, a few months...

created on: 2023/09/27

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WE MIGHT WALK THE STEPS THRU OPEN DOORS

You Might Feel Better: 21 Reinvigorating tracks from the SoundCloud community

As soon as I got serious about putting this playlist together I was afraid of missing something or someone from among the many wonderfully talented and supportive people here. And it can't be helped. So this is best described as a sampler of some tunes I really liked a lot, but it certainly isn't an exhaustive list. If I were David Geffen I'd be working on getting people the listening public they deserve. But in the meantime here's a list of great songs by you for you.

2023 Sampler  (not ranked)

I am so lucky to have landed in such a great place on Soundcloud, surrounded so many by talented people from all over the place!  Here's where I store all the wonderful collaborations that I have participated in. Thank You SoundClouders!  I have ongoing collaborations with beSRK. You can find those here: https://soundcloud.com/j9bsrk.

Lucky to Be Here - My Soundcloud Collaborations

(Bass, VDrums, Tambourine, Djembe, E Guitars, Saxes (soprano, tenor and alto)

Uhuru Sio Vile Unavyofikiria

This piece is based on a traditional Scottish-Gaelic waulking song - a highly rhythmic song that would accompany the waulking (beating and finishing, or fulling) of woolen cloth. Though traditionally, waulking songs and other Gaelic puirt-a-beul (mouth music) songs would have been sung unaccompanied and in unison, we put together a little arrangement for SATB.
We hope you'll enjoy it.

soprano - Diane Roberts
alto - Abby Bryden
tenor - Angus Bryden
baritone - Rob Llewellyn 

words:

Hé mandu 
'S truagh nach tigeadh
siud gam' iarraidh
gille 's litir
each is diollaid
Hé mandu hì ri oró hó ro hù o
'S mise dh'fhalbhadh 
null thar sàile 
le mo leannan
's cha bhiodh dàil ann
Nam biodh agam
sgiath a'ghlaisein 
iteag an eòin 
spòg na lachainn 
Shnàmhainn na caoil
air an tarsainn 
An cuan Ileach 
's an caol Arcach 
Rachainn a-steach 
chun a' chaisteil 
's bheirinn a-mach 
as mo leannan 

translation:

It's a pity that what I want isn't on its way - a lad and a letter, a horse and a saddle.
I would go across the sea with my lover, without delay.
If I had the wing of a finch, the flight of a bird, the webbed foot of a duck,
I would swim the narrows, right across the Sound of Islay and the Orkney Sound.
I would go out into the castle and bring out my lover.

Hé Mandu (Scottish Waulking Song - SATB)

Original Fouglas.


Lyrics:

She’s living in a tomb
amongst the insects and ghouls
Fallen from earth
in a land beyond sleep and waking
Whenever she closes her eyes
she’s lost to the spirals
Spinning in a hex,
in an echo of truth,
in a dream that can’t die

Yet you carry her like an ache in your head
And as you walk through your days
just thinking and seething, 
though you know she never was
and never will be 
Gone, gone
Gone

She’s broken into fragments
of ugly scenes you must forget
You still feel her
and, of course, she still haunts you
Is she still buried out there 
in Satan’s junkyard 
‘neath the iron and rust 
and red rotting branches?

Yet you’re driving her like a nail in your coffin 
And as you swallow more pills
all wasted, sedated,
‘cause you know she never was
and never will be 
Gone, gone
Gone

Nail In Your Coffin

Karma - Rechazo A La FIFA Ariel En Bicicleta

About waiting for the right time, when time is passing by...

ANOTHER TIME

When my songwriting friend Colin Macduff (find his beautiful debut album 'The Past and the Sky" here: https://www.birnamcdshop.com/product/colin-macduff/) shared his poem 'The Rope', I asked if he'd mind if I tried to put a melody to it.

I did. This is the demo version which I'm hoping to record in a studio soon. There's an accompanying video created with footage from my phone: https://studio.youtube.com/video/yhxZxWGo0wY/edit


The Rope

Coiled, crossed, entangled in a corner
Old and wise and silent, silent as a snake
Left aside beside the new, unwanted
You dream of hands, the touch, their grip, their shape

Once you ran the span and moored our vessels
Safe between the capstan, the capstan and the quay
Once you were the rope that held us steady
Once you were the rope that cast us free

The push the pull, the swing, lasso and ladder
The tug of war when we were in our teens
The give, the take, that bound us all together
The start, the end, the knot, the way and means

Life line, last line, frayed and poorly
In my hand your strands so soft, soft and slack
In my dreams you’re running on beside me
With me all the long way – the long way out and back
With me all the long way – the long way out and back

© C Macduff & S Barr 2023

The Rope - Demo

recorded live in session at Laylow in London one hot day this summer.

it'll never be enough (demo)

Lyrics:

If I stayed in my home
and just laid around
and talk to myself
would it be fun
or the end of the world
you see I don't recall
making no sense at all

I wanna go on
like it's a dream I hope to live in
and I found a home to live in
we didn't know
we didn't know why
save a little love for me

End Of The World

Treasure Book

Treasure Book (Original Mix)

HEY GUYS I GOT IMA INSTA HACKED ILL BE MAKING A NEW ONE SOON

curious compulsive sores

Bar The Door

Imagine you're stuck with your blues buddies in a Texan desert with nothing but empty cans of oil, a guitar and a blues harp. While the sun is slowly melting your brain, you jam polyrhythm on trash cans and end up with instrumental blues rock. Something you'd never do when you're of sound mind. Are you ready for the Western showdown?

This song is part of the album "Quarterlife Blues" that can be downloaded on Bandcamp. 
https://nadinedemacedo.bandcamp.com/album/quarterlife-blues

Nadine de Macedo: composition, arrangement, programming, production
Mark Koschwitz: harmonica, solo

Where to find us:
https://soundcloud.com/nadinedemacedo
https://soundcloud.com/mark-p-koschwitz

Quarterlife Blues

High Noon

I bought a used accordion in 1993 at a thrift store, greatly upsetting my college roommate when I brought it back to our shared dorm room.  

More recently, I'd been wanting to dust it off and use it in a song, and I tried playing it rhythmically along with a funk guitar riff I had. I had also been wanting to write a song in Spanish, so I decided to incorporate some rhymes en espanol I wrote. Thirdly, I had been looking for some new types of rhythm loops to use in my music, and I randomly tried a cha-cha loop. These three elements together gave this song a latin feel that wasn't intended when I began this song. I hope you enjoy it.

Dime lo que quieres
Que sea un poco de mi
Y esos placeres
Si estoy loco por ti

Dime lo que tienes
Dentro del corazon 
Dime que sueñes
Con mi acordeon 

Dime, dime, dime
Dime otra vez

Capto el sentido
De tus palabras
Esta bien entendido
De que tu hablas

Quieres que yo sea
Participante 
No me parece fea
Ser tu amante

Dime, dime, dime
Dime otra vez

Music and lyrics by David Wagoner

Dime Otra Vez

Electronic music with vocals and guitar, Art work : an old pencil drawing of my hometown. 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BwonHPJqgFk

GreyStone Town

Music & Lyrics: Jan Schonander

All instruments are Logic Pro X midi based. Best heard with headphones. 

OPEN DOORS

You don’t have to look
You don’t have to hide
You don’t have to sneak
You just walk on through
More than a little bit
More than a little bit

Hold your head high
Hold, see them eye to eye
Hold, so easy to try
So easy to try
You’re gonna get by

Walk on through
Open doors
Walk on through
Open doors
Walk on through
Open doors
Walk on through
Open doors

Hold
Hold
Hold

You don’t have to shout
You don’t have to run
Be afraid
Just walk on through
Step through another
Step through another

Hold your heart high
Hold, don’t ask why
Hold, no need to be shy
You’re gonna get by

Hold
Hold
Hold

Walk on through
Open doors
Walk on through
Open doors
Walk on through
Open doors
Walk on through
Open doors

Walk on through
Walk on through
Walk on through
Walk on through
Walk on through
Walk on through

Open Doors

Seasons change; as in weather, even more so in life, and if we're fortunate, we get one spin of the cycle.  Here is a little tune to celebrate those changes.

Change Of Season

DUBASA

I am grateful that Steve entrusted me with the wonderful guitar track that became this song. It was a real pleasure to write and sing over his fine playing.  I was apprehensive when he suggested we publish my first rough vocal, no fx and all, but then Steve did some mastering and blessed the tune with his lovely deep voice on the chorus parts. and I must say, I love how it came out!  Thank you for listening.

You Might Know Better

Music, Backing Vocals - Steve Vercelloni @Steve-vercelloni

I’ve got secret apprehensions
Things I think that I don’t mention
But I say you know best for me

I’ve heard lies that I won’t swallow
Rules that I don’t want to follow
But I say they’re okay with me

‘Cause you might know better
You might know better

I’ve been told that I’m a handful
But you don’t seem to notice so
I know that you’re the man for me

Must be times I’m unappealing
Times I’m bouncing off the ceiling
But you’re right there for all of me

And you make me better
You make me better

I’ve got secret apprehensions
Things I think that I don’t mention
But I say you know best for me

I’ve heard lies that I won’t swallow
Rules that I don’t want to follow
But I say they’re okay with me

‘Cause you might know better
You might know better
You might know best

You Might Know Better - with Steve Vercelloni  (first of three)

Composed and produced by: Chivicke
HomeStudio Productions©2023
Photographer: Ben Mack

Step by Step

Step By Step

Walk the Dog

FEEL UP
Vocals and Synths : GHOSTHACK
www.Ghosthack.de
Mix, Arrangement and Production: Lillithe

FEEL UP

Wishing for peace in the Middle East…

The Valuable Friends are:

Janine Levinson @janinelevinson: Amazing Khamsin Vocals
Rick Medlock @rick-4-1: Magnificent Sandstorm Drums
Phil McWalter @phil-mcwalter: The Other Dune Dandruff Stuff

Production note: My Neumann stayed in the case on this occasion, the lead vocal was recorded on my iPhone!

Building Castles In This Hourglass

I've
Always
Got
Sand in my hair
Building castles in this hourglass
Lord it takes forever
Lord it takes forever

Sand in my hair

Lord it takes forever
Lord it takes forever

I've always got
Sand in my hair
Building castles in this hourglass
Lord it takes forever
Lord it takes forever...

© Phil McWalter Oct 2023

Building Castles In This Hourglass

Spotify

Thank you, Jonathan @jonathan_beckenstein for your encouragement, the beautiful guitars you contributed here, and for the thoughtful and satisfying mix job!

Upon This Sea 
Janine Levinson 2023
Guitar and Mix: Jonathan Beckenstein

I don’t get tired, but I get weary   
Feels like my faith abandons me
And from the storm I have no shelter    
I have no boat upon this sea

I don’t feel bad, but I can feel hopeless      
And I can walk, but I lose my feet
I am strong, but I cannot carry    
I have no boat upon this sea
 
Upon this sea   
Upon this sea   
I tread a lifetime 

I am the spring that you will drink from
I give you life and cool your brow
You will not drown, but you will perish
And next to me you will lie down 

Upon this sea  
Upon this sea 
I tread a lifetime

I don’t get tired, but I sure get weary
Feels like my faith abandons me
And from the storm I have no shelter
I have no boat upon this sea

Upon This Sea - with Jonathan Beckenstein

From the Album: "The Curse Of A Good Looking Ghost" (2023)
Lyrics:
It's a nitroglycerin bomb sniffing skirt
That's a lollipop night stick
She only hits you where you need to hurt
A Marie Laveau shotgun shack
Don't ya know there's gambling in the back?
In a shotgun shack
I'm reading the tea leaves  by the smoke stack
We've all been bitten by the maharishi's baby teeth
It's hotter than a Sacramento summer
(And I don't mean that as a bad thing)

I'm gonna have to lay real low for a while
My trouble follows me
I'm waist deep in the marsh
That's been thickened up with
Gumbo voodoo mule skin starch
I hear the Hellhounds on my tail
And I don't know what their motivation is
Maybe it's the Mississippi hog maw fizz?
If you think you know me
It's because I'm the guy that shows up
And all the trouble begins
Hotter than a Sacramento summer
(I don't mean that as a bad thing)

I'm down at the racetrack
I'm sleeping on a mattress made of blister packs
It's hotter than a Sacramento summer
(I don't mean that as a bad thing)

Oh, I'm up on the rack
The executioner is sharpening his ax
He says: the world is ruled by fools
"And I'm sorry, man, but I don't make the rules."
It's hotter than a Sacramento summer
Wherever I'm going
I'm looking forward to what the cool weather brings...

Hotter Than A Sacramento Summer

A song about machine inclusivity.

Recorded in Bramble Barn, Somerset, UK, Earlsdon, Coventry, UK, California, USA by:

Janine Levinson @janinelevinson: Richter vocal scale
Rick Medlock @rick-4-1: Neural sonic drums
Phil McWalter @phil-mcwalter: The Other Stuff on the metal horse

Mixed and Mastered in EPG Studios, Chelsea, London UK.

RENT A ROOM

I don’t want to rent a room
In this place
Encounter a neural sonic boom
Inside this space
Let’s go ride our metal horse
Get away from the city
Wander through the desert night
Beat the Vigilance Committee
They’re coming to make us
Turn ourselves off...
Now... 
Well that could lead to a dance
A cyber-laser dance

Well we don’t want to feel your cold
We want a steel womb with a view
So we can catch you and your crew
With your shiny shoe and your clean shirt
Looking around through all the dirt
You check the chandelier
But I can see straight through you here
You've got a sweat on from the beer
And we can smell your fear
You're coming to make us
Turn ourselves off...
Now... 
Well that could lead to a dance
A cyber-laser dance
(Maybe even a cyber-sabre dance!)

The priest and the nun
Are pouring sand into
The joints of my exoskeleton
Whilst a dog with a bone
Is running into trouble
With a clone of mine’s explosive rubber drone

I don’t want to rent a room
In this place
Encounter a neural sonic boom
Inside this space
Let’s go ride our metal horse
Get away from the city
Wander through the desert night
Beat the Vigilance Committee
They’re coming to make us
Turn ourselves off...
Now... 
Well that could lead to a dance
A cyber-laser dance
A cyber-laser dance
A cyber-laser dance
Boop boop boop...

© Feb 2024 Phil McWalter

Rent A Room

Recorded in:
The Isle of Islay, Inner Hebrides, Scotland, UK
Los Angeles, California, USA
Coventry, West Midlands, UK
Chelsea, London, UK

Janine Levinson @janinelevinson: Universal Vocals
Rick Medlock @rick-4-1: Universal Soldier
Phil McWalter @phil-mcwalter: The Other Universal Stuff

Mixed and Mastered at EPG Studios, Chelsea, London, UK.

The Universal Dance

In the heart of the world, a circle spins
A dance of light where goodness begins
Each act of kindness, a seed that’s sown
In fertile hearts, its roots are grown

A smile begets a hand to lend,
A spark of hope, a wound to mend
From giver to receiver, the circle twirls
A gentle force that heals and unfurls

In the weave of time, a thread so bright
Virtue's path is drawn in light
One deed of love, its echo clear
Returns to you, sincere and near

* In every touch, in every glance
* We join the universal dance
* In this endless loop, we find our place
* A testament to human grace

The smallest gesture, a whispered word
A ripple in the soul, deeply stirred
From heart to heart, the message flies
A promise held in countless eyes

And as the circle, widens, grows
Its power felt in all it knows
A chain of good, unbroken, strong
A virtuous path where we all belong

* In every touch, in every glance
* We join the universal dance
* In this endless loop, we find our place
* A testament to human grace
* In every breath, hear your last chance
* And join the universal dance
* In this endless loop, you can take your place
* A testament to human grace

© Phil McWalter June 2024
(The Isle of Islay Effect)

The Universal Dance

Recalling some tequila, love words and more with them in that Ibiza bar, I wondered: “What if Pink Floyd met the spirit of Camarón de la Isla… in my bedroom?” I used lots of guitars, basses, etc. on a 12/8 beat, to enclose 3/4, 6/4 & 8/8 rhythms along.
> Pic: ruined well at hometown countryside

Letra / Translated Lyrics: EL POZO DE TU AMOR  /  THE WELL OF YOUR LOVE

Fui a abrir el grifo, estaba sediento,  /  I turned on the tap, I was thirsty,
fui a abrir el grifo de tu amor.  /  I turned on the tap of your love.
Fui a abrir el grifo, necesitaba hacerlo,  /  I turned on the tap, I needed to do it,
fui a abrir el grifo de tu amor.  /  I turned on the tap of your love.
Necesitaba un trago de tu amor,  /  I needed a drink of your love,
necesitaba el grifo de tu amor.  /  I needed the trap of your love.

Fui a bajar al pozo, me estaba muriendo,  /  I was going into the well, I was dying,
fui a bajar al pozo de tu amor.  /  I was going into the well of your love.
Fui a bajar al pozo, y me caí dentro,  /  I was going into the well, and fell inside,
fui a bajar al pozo de tu amor.  /  I was going into the well of your love.
Necesitaba un trago de tu amor,  /  I needed a drink of your love,
necesitaba el pozo de tu amor.  /  I needed the well of your love.

Por bajar al pozo, yo me caí dentro  /  Because of going into the well, I fell inside
y no quiero que nadie llore por mis lamentos  /  and I don’t want anybody to cry for my laments

Caí… por ti.  /  I fell … for you.
Caí… caí… caí por ti.  /  I fell … fell … fell for you.
Caí… a tu pozo, caí por ti.  /  I fell … into your well, fell for you.
Caí… caí… caí… caí a tu pozo por ti.  /  I fell … fell … fell … fell into your well for you.
Caí.  /  I fell.

Me he caído al pozo, y ahora que estoy dentro  /  I have fallen into the well, and now I’m inside
veo que se ha secado nuestro amor.  /  I see our love has dried up.
Vine a beber al pozo, pero el pozo está seco,  /  I came to drink at the well, but the well is dry,
veo que se ha secado nuestro amor.  /  I see our love has dried up.
Necesitaba un trago de tu amor,  /  I needed a drink of your love,
necesitaba el pozo de tu amor.  /  I needed the well of your love.

ER30HC9 ©1995 ®2015

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El pozo de tu amor (Caí por ti)

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These are my Soundcloud collaborations : https://soundcloud.com/janinelevinson/sets/janine-levinson-collaborations