Soundcloud Hidden Gems Vol. 7

Some of my Soundcloud Favourites #107

THE WIND CANNOT HEAR

[WAITING FOR APPROVAL BY THE CENTRAL COMMITTEE]

Superdance tracks series no. 508

created: 2023/03/06

These tracks were uploaded to SC between 01/2023 and 03/2023,
except for the following, older ones:

...

The Central Committee sends its love.

[TO BE COMPLETED]

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LADY SHARK GOING DOWN THE BRIDGE

And here is now my 2nd playlist, with selected SoundCloud music I encountered and enjoyed over the past month and a half. I hope you'll enjoy these beautiful and (somewhat) varied tracks too!

The cover photo for this playlist 2 was taken by me on 14 February 2023 on the snow-covered Yastrebetz ski-run on a sunny winter day high up at about 2000 metres in the Rila Mountains south of my native Sofia, Bulgaria - with the capital city hidden beyond and underneath the ring of clouds (as I took a day off of skiing with my nephew).

Duration: 1 hour 52 minutes (22 tracks)

SoundCloud Favourites - Playlist 2 (14.03.2023)

DIG AND RAISE THE CHARACTER BACK

LEAVING LITTLE NIGHT LEFT BACK

PLEASE FIND MY BATHROBE

Murmuration Secrets: 18 Far reaching tracks from the SoundCloud community

HumanAudioWorkstation - ANTI

Hello, I am very excited to present my first official track!!
Enjoy it!!

Duberman

Dog Chase

DJ Phantasy - Gonna Rock Your Body

Plump Friction! is the latest release of Hans Ninchritz is currently available for streaming on all portals!

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Colours

On the cold winter mornings, you can find the cormorants drying their wings in the first rays of the sun.

FROZEN WINGS

Sixth single from our 6 track demo album "THE EARLY YEARS" from 2016/17 
LIN GOTHONI // Vocals & Lyrics // Instagram: bit.ly/3htPeUo // @lin_gothoni
RALF WADEPHUL // Keyboards, Synthesizer, Mix and Production
PETER PASCH // Rhythm Design // Drums // @docfritz
SABINE MAIER // Cello
THORSTEN WAGNER // Guitar
Composed, Arranged & Performed by:
OESJ | ORCHESTRA OF ELECTRIC SPACEJAZZ & LIN GOTHONI
© 2016 - 2022 // OESJ // LIN GOTHONI // All Rights Reserved

06. RUN

Sometimes, you only have to listen to be inspired.

Patricia Guimard utilizó este tema en su bonita locución “ámate “. https://youtu.be/WdRwFtVAgfA?si=hbD8hK_mTiAPMV-M

MEDITATION 1 : BIRDSONG

Who but a brazen crazy person would go one-on-one with blank paper or canvas armed with nothing but ideas?
— Mark Vonnegut

OneKind- Brazen

Lyrics posted below...
This song was made organically with a 1972 Gibson 12 string that has my teeth marks in it from when I was a baby. Also used is a Peavey bass and a Yamaha MOXF8.  The last 10 seconds capture the decay of the sound of the guitar and bass only. When I was little I used to love the never ending sound of the piano decay with the sustain pedal held down. Hope you enjoy!

Artwork is used with permission by :
Margaryta Yermolayeva
rytamargaret@hotmail.com
ebay.com/str/bestpostcards
margaryta-yermolayeva.pixels.com
please check out her popular art!

Lyrics

Fight or the flight of the little white bird
That perches upon your soul
Traveling far and wide
at the speed of light
can take its toll

Little white bird
Little white bird

Willingness to accept our faults
and relinquish all control
Abounds a greater purpose boy
Your cup of faith is full
Fight or the flight of the little white bird
That perches upon your soul
Traveling far and wide
At the speed of light
Will make you cold

Little white bird
Little white bird
Little white bird

Under a rock there lies a bug
that reads Mephistopheles
Traveling at the speed of light
Will always set me free

Sadness lives as illusions of the past
Squatting in my head for free
The future grants her anxiety boy
The present is always free

Little white bird
Little white bird
Little white bird
Little white bird

Night Blur

This track was inspired by the way society has grown to think squeezing every ounce of vitality and nutritional content out of people, places, and things is "the new norm." It has only "become the norm" because we've failed to see, acknowledge, and put the brakes on seeing the ways the medical industry, psychology, psychiatry, religion, counseling, coaching, mentoring and other societal influencers have "authorized" the over-diagnosing to over-prescribe and over-medicate without the same health testing requirements for the brain... as required for every other organ of the body to determine which areas of the brain are hyper and/or hypo active. Instead, it's "acceptable" to DO HARM by blindly, essentially, tossing a dart at a dart board to diagnosis someone to medicate a patient; however a person with a prescription pad and pen... deems they want. For instance, depression... lots of things can cause depression and/or attention issues from artificial colors in foods, gluten causing brain fog, excessive traumas or losses, etc. Each of those things affects the brain differently; but, the effects are all depression. Now, if you don't scan the brain to find out exactly which part of the brain is affected, which parts are under or over performing/producing... it's like playing roulette with someone's brain and their life. How do I/we know? We were one of many victims of this medical industry practice... and it sent us to weighing 287 pounds, (years ago,) and being essentially brain dead or feeling like a zombie. The medical industry had us prescribed to take a minimum of 28 pills a day, just to get out of bed and "function." Their definition of "functioning," NOT ours, since a lot of days we were nearly bedridden. Turned out, once we were gifted the book Wheat Belly by an aunt, a retired nurse, we began getting back some of our life. We lost 70 pounds just by terminating ONE brain medication during a time we could not exercise because we had the worst severely strained ankle we'd ever had and weren't permitted to take walks for nearly 24 weeks! We hadn't changed our diet, at all, weren't exercising, and simply stopped taking ONE medication. As a result, we systematically began taking ourselves off more and more meds and replaced them or supplemented our health by using essential oils. 

Our advice is not from or as a medical professional... we are NOT one! Always seek your health care professional (s') advice BEFORE you adjust your diet or medications!!! We advise seeking a whole wellness doctor who uses or focuses more on nutrition and what are commonly referred to as "alternative medicines" despite the alternative medicines are actually what pharmaceuticals are. Natural, herbs and plant-based health care tonics are what medicine people of old used; before man decided to corrupt the ingredients, diluting, polluting, and toxifying it... for profit and control over the general populace. It's time we do more reading folks, and less time sitting in front of screens causing the same judgments and division those diagnostic terminologies were created to induce. And my, my... how well they've worked! Be more selective about how much you're willing to let others squeeze out of you, your life... and what ingredients are going to compliment the creative life juices flowing within you. Are you going to be a lemonade made with lemons full of bitter pesticides by those who don't want you to become the most delicious refreshment... or ones who flourished in an organic garden, protected and pollinated by the birds, bees, and other naturally occurring elements and beings who truly want to support you, your wellbeing?
  
This piece was produced in the 432HZ range so please do not drive or operate machinery while listening to this track... and listen to the track through wireless headphones at a lower volume to receive the optimum effects. As always, we thank you for taking some time for yourself and your self care... with our music.

Lushious Lemon

© Joe Liberty 2023. All rights reserved.

TurnYouOnLoveBomb

On a cool clear summer night
Someone said to me
Try a little of this my friend
And set your spirit free

Stopped and thought about it
For a second maybe two
And said ah what the hell now
What’ve I got to lose
And they said

Sit on back now and enjoy the show
Let me turn you

On… love bomb
Turn you on…
To loving
Yea

Break

You are the centre
The beginning and the end
This place in time will never be again
May you live forever in love

Break

Now I’m riding down the highway
Feeling oh so fine
And in part I owe it to the one that turned me on that time
So if you’re feeling lucky, keen to learn a thing or two
You know I’m more than happy to do the same for you

Just sit on back now and enjoy the show
Let me turn you

On… love bomb
Turn you on…
To loving
To loving

Well alright
You got it
Let’s go 
Now

TurnYouOnLoveBomb

Something low effort that isn't just noise...

Obligations

Josh asked me to try mixing this track for him and Kuba
Here it is 
Sweet melody and vocals - enjoy :))))

The Mountains Do  by Entheogenic Psychonaut (Josh Clary) and My Name it is Nothing

Art picture by Patou Richard from Pixabay...

Aux reflets de la pleine lune

Exploring The Keys

Harmless

Somewhere Sometime

Boundless (Loops)

This is a song about the color Purple which has a fascinating history from ancient times.  It was the color of kings and royal pageantry.  In its purest form it was the rare dye extracted from a particular type of snail, requiring thousands to produce enough dye to color a handkerchief.  It is remembered that Jesus, during his passion, was draped in a purple robe as a means of mockery.
Purple was also the favorite color of Athena Alexandria Brownfield (9/6/2018-12/25/2022) a little girl who tragically died on Christmas day, the victim of extreme neglect. The details are too painful to relate here, but felt compelled to write this song and make a video--my first--to memorialize her life; https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Z7GZF2BO90
A very special thank you to Debbie Buesking for sharing my vision of the song and for adding some very delicate and poignant phrases.  More of her beautiful composing and playing can be heard @debra_buesking.

Purple Was Her Favorite Color with Debbie Buesking, piano (In Memory of Athena)

Attribute

℗ © Copyright Ian Stokes. All Rights Reserved
Recorded, mixed and mastered in Logic. 
Guitar played: Taylor 714CE in standard tuning (Capo 1st Fret)
Photography: Thanks go to Nigel and Libby Hume at Hume Photography.
Song Notes:
For those who have expressed an interest in how I record my acoustic guitar, I use two small diaphragm condenser mics set up in an XY pattern mounted on a stereo bar within a reflexion filter. I record identical versions of the guitar tracks and then select one for the stereo left channel and one for the stereo right channel. 
Soundcloud has proved to be a wonderful place to connect with musicians and with people who love to listen to music all over the world. There is something truly magical and inspirational about receiving feedback from someone who has listened to my music. 
It’s incredible to be able to post a song on Soundcloud and know that someone - maybe on the other side of the planet - or as the song says "...down in the delta..." has somehow connected with my music.
Thank you for listening!!

LYRICS:
Winding its way through the canyon 
Like a snake in the mid-day sun
I could sit here for a lifetime 
And watch that river run
And somewhere down in the delta 
Where the river runs to the sea
Maybe someone is watching that river 
Someone just like me

Running wild, river running deep 
It’s something I can’t explain
But somehow I feel that river
Is running ………….through my veins

It’s a universal story
Under the mid-day sun
Another life in another lifetime
Will watch that river run
And somewhere down in the delta 
Where the river runs to the sea
Someone will watch that river 
Maybe Someone just like me

Running wild, river running deep 
It’s something I can’t explain
But somehow I feel that river
Is running ………….through my veins

Someone Just Like Me

Light Bridge

The story of all stories told in a maritime way. I hope you would get it.

Master of the Seas

Heartbeats

It’s Going Down IPG1 & Paploviante
Vocals and Lyrics IPG1
@ipg1
Paploviante: Bass, Music, Mix, Mastering and Picture

It's Going Down IPG1 & Paploviante

“But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer.”
― J..R.R. Tolkien. Lord of the Rings

Shadows

I have always wanted to make a rap metal track with Heartscore so I was super excited when he reached out with this banging hip-hop metal fusion production. The lyrics are inspired behind the Hawaiian legend of Nanaue the Shark Man. I have some Hawaiian blood in me, so I figured I would rock it, lol! I am super blessed to still be working on music with my friend Heartscore. 

Massive thanks to Bitzone for coming through in the clutch with the dope vocal mix and final master. And huge thanks to Wou-Wou for the incredible song art making us look real stylish and professional! 

Heartscore: Music and Mix
https://soundcloud.com/heartscore
https://heartscore.bandcamp.com
the Couch King: Lyrics and Vocals
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Bitzone: Vocal Mix and Master
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling

For song and album art visit Wou-Wou & the Wormling at:
https://wouwouandthewormling.com
https://www.instagram.com/wouwouandthewormling
https://www.redbubble.com/people/thewormling/shop?asc=u
https://www.patreon.com/wouwouandthewormling

Lyrics
Holy crap what is that growing on his back 
13 racks of teeth and I’m talking plaque 
Gaping wide open ready to snack 
Fish mouth on the prowl hidden under a wrap 
Musta known we were talkin’ smack 
We were all staring at him when he turned and glared back 
With those black mirror eyes 
Caught by surprise after many moons of lies
Horrors and cries rise to despise
It’s the demise of the shark man 

It’s the shark man

Say what he was cut from the cloth of a god
I swear there must have been lust in the brine and guts 
All up in that shapeshifters mind 
Yup, we all thought it was odd how he kept swimming back
As blood washed ashore he walked away from the gore
On that sea wrack 
Still thirsty for more flesh, meat, and albacore
Once he walked through that door he couldn’t forbore
The horror arise
It’s the demise of the shark man  

It’s the shark man

God damn, like spam, he devoured a man
Tore apart flesh like peeling back the lid of can
Never satiated since his first feast of ham, rack of lamb, and that stan favorite prickly pin clam
Ever since then his appetite grew he knew 
He couldn’t hold back desire when in that salty stew
True to his shapeshifting form 
He was born to find ecstasy when warm flesh eating transformed    
So we swarmed up on him on that afternoon
Harpoons flew through the skies 
Clubs fell till he died 
His body was tied 
Divided in pieces ’n 
Hung till it dried
Fired and fried 
It’s the demise of the shark man 

It’s the shark man

I Just wanted a get taste 
Na, I just wanted to be in the chase
Na, I just got the feel of the race
No stoppin’ until I get shit face
No stoppin’ until I’m laying in my waste
No stoppin’ until everyone’s disgraced  

It’s the shark man

First we gave you life, despite divine insight 
Again invite past blight, our name, the Gods will smite

It’s the shark man

And for that you still kill, we’re cursed until 
We split your gills and your blood is spilled

It’s the shark man

I’ve seen the depths 
I’ve swam the deep and sunk forever 
Each time I swim back to shallow shores I’m gonna drown
And when I see the light 
I seek shadows and sense the hunger
After seizing my fill I sink back up 
High in the depths 

From the frenzy comes
The shark man
Yea
When you smell blood
Here comes the shark man

How many times 
Been made to hide my teeth for your love 
How much can man be measured by his will to stand on ground
I’ve made my enemy my desire for the flesh 
Turned my back on my shiver I sink back up
High in the depths

From the frenzy of the kill
It’s the shark man
Yea
When you smell blood
It’s the shark man

The Sharkman

Heartscore, Bitzone & the Couch King - The Sharkman

NEAR FUTURE LADY 〔Lyrics TERA〕

there are "No Secrets,"  
Electronic - Guitar - Voice 
art work:  an old pencil drawing of mine, self portrait  1992

No Secrets

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) 03/2023.
Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Pierre Bordetti

An Electro-Jazz track inspired by one of the very 
beautiful photos brought back by Julie during a recent 
trip to Thailand.
Many thanks to Julie.

Un titre Electro-Jazz inspiré d'une des très
belles photos rapportées par Julie lors d'un récent
voyage en Thaïlande.
Un grand merci à Julie.

Raise your eyes

Raise Your Eyes

Amazing Singer songwriter Rosie-https://soundcloud.com/user-970938411-920931407
Her another cool collabo-https://soundcloud.com/user-970938411-920931407/sets/rosies-features
Come back soon(Rosie,MasaTot.)
words&all vocals-Rosie
Beat&Production-MasaTot.

Thank U 4 Listening! Peace&Love!

Come back soon(Lyrics)
making a smile for you
you’re down to cry but its true
you’re down to fly so you flew
right through, through

baby its mine but you’re cool
your love is my kind of jewel
what do you take me, a fool
do you

taking this my type of way
to hear what youre tryna say
that i dont care for this place
this place, place

come on lets sit by the shore
I’ve never felt this before
us as a team I endorse
do you do you

baby you’re my kind of cool
you fire me like I’m your fuel
what do you take me a tool
do you do you

and while I sit by the stairs
my mind it races, light years
does your heart need some repairs
do you do you

and while the waves rush over
I’ll take your hand and show ya
the life I love is over
over over

and then it’s time to say bye
you take my hand and I cry
you’ll make it back in a while
come back soon

Come back soon- ft.Rosie

Look around , they are out there, a little song about Non Player Characters
Lyrics:-
In This simulation
Our stimulation
Is trying to get outside
Our one motivation
Visualization
Of a world with us in mind

You and me
Are not an N.P.C.
'Cause we've got 
Everything we need inside
We can reach
That 5D
You and me
And in our hearts agree
There's more to find

We know about the system
We're building up our wisdom
So we can win this fight
This ain't just a theory
And yes we'll get weary
But the battle is on all-right

You and me
Are not an N.P.C.
'Cause we've got 
Everything we need inside
We can reach
That 5D
You and me
And in our hearts agree
There's more to find

winkandwoo 2023

N.P.C.

Video link https://youtu.be/jLB0zbM3dBw

Each winter here in the UK, small birds enact one of natures great spectacles. Each evening flocks ranging from a few hundred to over 100,000 individual Starlings form up into a single flowing entity swirling above their communal roosting sites. 
Why they do this is not fully understood, with theories ranging from a strategy to distract predators, to a grand display designed to draw more birds to the flock for the purpose of maximising the body heat being generated by the mass of the flock in the roost. 
Whatever the purpose of this behaviour it creates a unique and magical aerial display of great beauty.

The track began with the repeating mallet sequence, then the strings and lastly the piano. I'm finding myself increasingly drawn to improvising around basic chord progressions at the moment and this is another product of this approach. I'm  resisting the temptation to quantize or mess around with the midi in post, so it's all as played and of the moment. 

Thanks for listening, it's really appreciated. 

Murmuration

photo: Zdzisław Bekiñski
https://youtu.be/GlnJoClHP5k
Thumbing the nose at bad moods/anxiety. Who wins? The jury is not yet out. Just happy to have achieved a post, it has been a while.

What's that?
It's hollow inside
Can't believe there's nothing in there!
Yep, it's hollow inside
We've been tricked by social media
Hollow inside?
Keep it down or he might here you!
Yep, it's hollow inside
Hmm...

I just want to go back home
(I don't like it here)
I just want to go back home
(I don't like it here)

I just want to go back home
I just want to go back home
(I don't like it here)

What's that?
It's hollow inside
I just want to go back home
Can't believe there's nothing in there!
I just want to go back home 
It's hollow inside
(I don't like it here)

I just want to go back home
It's hollow inside
Can't believe there's nothing in there!
I just want to go back home
It's hollow inside
(I don't like it here)

It's Hollow Inside

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.  Featuring Hammond B3 Organ solo. Tenor saxophone solo. Acoustic Bass. Gibson L5 Electric Guitar Rhythm. Acoustic Steinway Piano Rhythm. Acoustic Bass. Trap drum set. Percussion Timbales, Cowbell, Zildjian Crash cymbal.

Kick'n Back

Instrumental by RiZLiX https://soundcloud.com/rizlix
https://soundcloud.com/rizlix/rizlix-keep-on-rollin
Vocals and Rap: by IPG1 a.k.a Ian Greaves
Mix By: Ian Greaves
Thanks Dan great instrumental and inspiration. ✌🏽💚

Lyrics:
Chorus
The joint it ain’t the joint—-until I smoke it in
And The club it ain’t the joint ——until I roll on in
Now you know it ain’t the joint ——until I smoke it in—-
until I smoke it in—-until I smoke it in

Verse1
The club it ain’t the joint until I roll on in
and she looks at me ——-like where the hell you been 
But I run a tight game—-smiling at her friend 
you take your time ——when you’re ready baby——-roll on in 
Cause she ain’t got no papers —— ain’t got no ring
So if I don’t come around, we’ll it ain’t a thing
For one—-I don’t keep score ——I just roll with it 
If it feels good, I explore —-yeah ——that’s —real-slick 
party here or next door —decisions made real quick 
and I don’t need no dance floor ———-or a sidekick
getting down real hardcore —and——the swagger’s sick 
that’s just—- what I’m built for ——so just— take your pick
keep you  body moving worldwide, don’t sweat it 
and the count is like a landslide —-yo—-I don’t slip 
inside or outside——If it ——rains——just—-let it 
It’s a journey ——not just a ride —and—I’m glad -we met
and the flow ——is like high tide ———-remix an edit

Chorus

Verse2
holding down my block——city —state ——and nation 
leveled up like a worldwide radio station 
Just keep in mind —-this is Just —-how I roll 
give it all ——to the music——body—heart—-and soul
Put my cards on the table and I’ll never fold 
cause I’m holding all the aces —-and I’m in control 
follow now let’s go deeper down this rabbit hole 
Dan put the track together ——and ——it’s winter cold
Now—-I’m dropping these —bars ——-like I’m on parole 
make it rain ——shake that booty —-round the metal pole 
Twerk it—-Twerk it ——ass Poppin    ——It’s on cruise control 
Throw it up ——switch it back ——like a centerfold 
Now-I’m going for a touchdown——like the Super Bowl
come on —-go again —-tell a friend —let me in 
dropping cheddar on the floor—- make it rain again
shake that ass a little more ——-back it up and bend 
over like you did before ————cause ——I’m—off the chain

Verse1

Rolling On Produced By RiZLiX

Art cover by Nataly NGM      
Drum programming, bass, one guitar with a slight delay 😉,
and vocals  all performed by Bruno 

This title was composed in January 1990, recorded on 4tracks tape recorder in February 1991, and mastered with Audacity on March 2023! 
All by Bruno C aka Loony De Bussy 

Better play it loud 🤘🔥

I'm Leavin' - Bruno C

Last Night

https://dominiquelebars1.bandcamp.com/track/les-carreaux-givres

Sont arrivés six hommes mitraillés par l'état
Ont défoncé la porte, ont fusillé papa 
Je les ai vu violer maman les uns après les autres
Je les ai vu partir sans même voir que j'étais caché
Derrière les carreaux givrés

LE BARS        2023

Les carreaux givrés

This is a slightly different track again. I took advantage of Masha's Open Collap offer, who recorded a meditation for relaxation in her calm, pleasant voice. I tried to underlay these with also relaxing sounds. Because a relaxation phase lasts a little longer, this track is also very long. Otherwise it doesn't work. For me it works, I actually fell short asleep when checking the finished recording with headphones while lying on the couch ;). 
Thank you Masha for your open collab offer.

Open Collab from @masha-solo: https://soundcloud.com/masha-solo/relaxing-beach-meditation

Lyrics & Vocals: Masha Solo @masha-solo
Music & Arrangement: OMCB

Cover Picture: pixabay.com

A Guided Meditation For Relaxation. An Imaginary Paradise - Masha Solo & OMCB

I’m happy to post this song with help from my first SC friend https://soundcloud.com/espere-verde, who encouraged me on to improve my music making from a very start. Good musician & draughtsman (he did this artwork too), his vocal performance here gave the mood I couldn’t to the song.

Technical highlights:
>Most vocals: Espere Verde
>Music & almost no vocals: Ruizzoidman
>Odd patterns hidden along three levels in this track: amalgamated psycho-hard coating, usual 7/2 in punk/ska intermediate parts, and finally the sweater core is structured in groups of five measures.

Lyrics: strangely, I wrote about these stressing things when I was 21 and supposedly happy; I'd say similarly today I'm twice as old...

SIN MUJERES NI TABACO, SIN PRISAS  /  WITHOUT WOMEN OR TOBACCO, WITHOUT HURRIES
  
Todo lo que odio me ayuda a vivir,  /  Everything I hate helps me to live,
lo que me pone enfermo me empuja a seguir.  /  what gets me ill pushes me on.
Todo aquello que quiero dejar de sentir  /  Everything I want to stop feeling
es lo que da sentido a mi vivir.  /  is what gives sense to my life.
  
No puedo vivir sin mujeres,  /  I cannot live without women,
ni tabaco, sin prisas,  /  or tobacco, without hurries,
no puedo vivir.  /  I cannot live.
  
Mi ración horaria de tabaco  /  My hourly ration of tobacco
me mata por dentro.  /  kills me from inside.
Mi ración horaria de tabaco  /  My hourly ration of tobacco
me ayuda a vivir.  /  helps me to live.
Mi ración diaria de prisas  /  My daily ration of hurries
me saca los nervios.  /  gets me on my nerves.
Mi ración diaria de prisas  /  My daily ration of hurries
me empuja a seguir.  /  pushes me to continue.
  
Mi ración … de mujeres  /  My … ration of women 
me hace sufrir.  /  makes me suffer.
Mi ración … de mujeres  /  My … ration of women 
me ayuda a vivir.  /  helps me to live.

ER29HC8 ©1995 ®2015

Sin mujeres ni tabaco, sin prisas (Most vocals by Espere Verde)

Being originally a very short & simple song I wrote about a traumatic event (translated lyrics below), I have been working separately on verses and refrain, then trying new ways to combine and glue them.

So, aware of changing moods along, most with tambourine in hands ;)

Free download to whom decodes the morse message !!!

Letra / Lyrics:

MI ALBORNOZ HA DESAPARECIDO  /  MY BATHROBE HAS DISAPPEARED

¿Quién sabe a dónde ha ido?  /  Who knows where it has gone?
¿Quién estará conmigo  /  Who will be with me
las noches en que tenga frío?  /  the nights when I feel cold?

Mi albornoz ha desaparecido.  /  My bathrobe has disappeared.

Después de lo que hemos vivido,  /  After all that we lived,
¿quién sabe porqué se ha ido?  /  who knows why it has gone away?
Dios sabe cuánto le he querido…  /  God knows how much I have loved it …

Mi albornoz ha desaparecido.  /  My bathrobe has disappeared.

ER32FI02 - RUIZZO©1996 – FRANCÉS RECORDS®2016

Mi Albornoz (Ha desaparecido)

Songster version was a little ‘copla’ about not being able to be with, nor without, a loved person.  As usual, I’ve ‘upgraded’ it, process from which you only get the final result, normally. 

But, following lyrics’ contradictions, I not only serve parts with different levels of (dis)order in heavy rock - flamenco sauce, but raw vs very cooked parts as well, starting with the improvised phone recording of the very first idea I had to develop the song, so please excuse my failures and noises.

Letra  /  Translated lyrics:

Te veo venir (No te vuelvas a ir)  /  I know where you're coming from (Don’t you leave again)

Te veo venir,                                                 /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes con esa carita de pena,        /  when you come with that sweet sad face,
te veo venir,                                                  /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes llorando sin que te duela,     /  when you come crying without any pain,

te veo venir (x3)                                            /  I know where you're coming from, (x3)

Te veo venir,                                                 /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando dices que quieres hablar conmigo,  /  when you say that you want to talk to me,
te veo venir,                                                  /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando quieres estar al lado mío,                /  when you want to be by my side,

te veo venir (x3)                                           /  I know where you're coming from, (x3)

Te veo venir,                                                 /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes con esa carita de pilla,          /  when you come with that sweet sly face,
te veo venir,                                                  /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes con esa sonrisa, chiquilla,    /  when you come with that smile, little girl,

te veo venir (x3)                                            /  I know where you're coming from, (x3)

ER33FI03 RUIZZO©1996 – FRANCÉS RECORDS®2016


Factor Integrante

Te veo venir (No te vuelvas a ir)

Little to say about this song; both lyrics and music (all organic but for programmed drums) were done very impulsively, so it may show my primal inspiration without reworks or additions. Hope you'll enjoy it!

Pic from: https://vincentmars.com/2013/11/20/the-sensual-paintings-of-fabian-perez/

Translated Lyrics:

YO PENSÉ (LA SEXTA VEZ) / I THOUGHT (THE SIXTH TIME)

Yo pensé: esa mujer no es peligrosa…
  (I thought: that woman is not dangerous …)
No esperé enamorarme como un idiota.
  (I did not expect to fall in love like an idiot.)
Me pregunté: ¿qué tiene en los ojos que tanto me tienta?
  (I wondered: what’s in her eyes which tempts me so much?)
y me acerqué para hablar con ella y verlos de cerca.
  (And I got closer to speak with her and watch them closely.)

Y si era la primera vez, ¿por qué no extrañaba hacerlo con ella?
  (And if it was the first time, why didn’t I feel strange doing it with her?)
Y si era la primera vez, ¿por qué parecía que era la sexta?
  (And if it was the first time, why did it seem to be the sixth one?)
Y si era la sexta vez, ¿por qué hubo preguntas después de la escena?
  (And if it was the sixth time, why were there questions after the scene?)

Y si fue la única vez, ¿por qué no puedo apartarla de mi cabeza?
  (And if it was the unique time, why cannot I take her out of my head?)

ER41FI08 97-17

Yo pensé (La sexta vez)

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

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