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AB Playlist 148 The latest songs from these fantastic Artists & Bands.

AB Playlist 148

YOU BEGIN TO HUNT MY FOOL HEART

Monday Playlist week of 3/31/2025

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Retro-Tone ...... World Music

Spring 2025

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This set also included Newfoundland Artist,

Kelsey Arsenault ~ Crimes

Unsigned Radio Hour #34

LifeInMono(GreatExpectationsSoundtrackCover)

Another evening in the traffic
stucked for hours on the highway
and all that , just for a ghostly day
behind a cash register

she wanted to write
sad but beautiful stories
just to sublimate her memories
her own little secrets
and reinvent her future
made of special days
without anyone having anything to say 

she dreamed to write
that she was a fighter , a rebel 
able to avoid the worse
and never grow old 
she dreamed to write
that she was blonde ans sensual
just to give herself the right to lie
and go laughing 
to see her own name on a book 
her name on a book 

she wanted to write
eternal stories
of betrayed hearts and feelings 
words that talk of her 
about this love that kills 
and reborn even stronger
some romantic comedies

she dreamed to write
that she was a fighter , a rebel 
able to avoid the worse
and never grow old 
she dreamed to write
that she was blonde ans sensual
just to give herself the right to lie
and go laughing 
to see her own name on a book 
her name on a book

Elle Rêvait D'écrire (she dreamed to write) translated lyrics

Ancestral language

Written by Carole King and recorded by Everly Brothers in 1962.  Reached # 6 on billboard.  What great music these guys created. So many hits that linger in my mind.  Just enjoying doing this one.

Crying In The Rain  (Cover of Everly Brothers)

Lyrics by Tony Harris & Glen Granthem
Vocals, Music & Mix by Glen Granthem

In times of old the men would travel west
Searching for silver and gold with little sleep or rest
The lack of housing, It was back breaking work
Living underground digging in the dirt

(Chorus)
Searching for silver and gold
Few got rich in those days of old
Searching for silver and gold
To end up dead and buried in a hole

The lack of law and order The mini camps took lots of lives
From the East and the South They gambled with their life
In all the wrong places they searched for silver and gold
Covered wagons on horse back clipper ships strong and bold.

(Repeat Chorus)

(Guitar Solo)

(Repeat Chorus)

2023 (c) BMI Lyrics by Tony Harris & Glen Granthem

Silver and Gold - Collab by Tony and Glenny G's One Man Band - Original

Chapter 173 of 266
Chapters released every weekend. All TAFFETA tracks are created within seven days.

I use a complete hybrid of organic & electronic sounds within the scope of the Taffeta project. Nothing is out of the question and no limits are set on how things may evolve one way or another.

If you wish to take a dive into everything that has come before:
The TAFFETA Albums each contain 15 consecutive tracks and are available for free, exclusively on Bandcamp.

TAFFETA VOL. 11 is now available on Bandcamp. TAFFETA albums are always free to download. https://belialpelegrim.bandcamp.com/album/taffeta-vol-11

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Taffeta 1731

TAFFETA | 173

Terry Reeves:  Vocals
Gary Reeves:  Drums
Hans-Michael Albers:  All other instruments, Arrangement & Production
(From the forthcoming album ‘From London To Hamburg’)

Photograph and post production by Dan Duchars.
Hans’ video: https://youtu.be/Lm8WoxCegRE?si=XFq1zX8Gkz3oLDmH

When you’re brainstorming ideas for album covers, you never really think they might involve placing yourselves in the middle of a road as traffic bears down on you.  However, that is precisely what we did.
Now I’m not one to tell tales but it was all Gal’s fault.  He thought our front cover  should feature an image of the entire band, which was quite compelling aside from the fact that we lived in London, Hans in Hamburg and have in reality never met.  But Gal had a mate called Dan (who lives in Norfolk, hence the title), a professional photographer whose comprehensive knowledge of Photoshop could bring the three of us together.
We’d always loved the pre-fame, Astrid Kirchherr portraits of The Beatles, taken during their club-playing, Hamburg days and two of these became our template - in focus subject occupying the foreground, covert and blurred figure (in our case, 2  figures) in the distance.
And so it was that, armed with a pin-sharp shot of Hans, we met with Dan to photograph the background scene which, as outlined previously, was in the middle of a busy side road.  Camera in hand, Dan teetered on a plastic crate as Gal and me  dodged back and forth to avoid a plethora of oncoming vehicles - everything from lorries to mobility scooters - who were, on the whole, very accommodating in the circumstances. Some even smiled and waved - at least I think that’s what they were doing…
We owe Dan so much, not only for his consummate skills and kindness but also for laying his life on the line in the name of art.  This song is for him.  (Terry Reeves)

I met a man called Dan holding a magical light
Viewing future moments, giving individual sight
Shadows from Hamburg, combination of skills
Show London reflection of a figure standing still

Chorus:
A flash of light, picture to follow
In black & white, diverse as tomorrow

Stand high in right places, enchanted vision of art
Friend of ageing musicians, sorcery skills from the heart
A Wizard conjuring cover, Kirchherr’s copy of claim
Painting light into a picture, producing Album in frame

Chorus

Viewing from height - sparks of vision
Seeing it tight - artist precision
Know left from right - avoid collision
Negative in sight - develop position

Chorus

Confidence in commitment, enjoying musical tracks
Working four to an image, platinum vinyl plaque 
Black and white cover photo, a clue why, when and who
Monochrome life connections, enjoy vision past to new

Chorus

A feeling it’s time to give a show
A feeling making history grow
A feeling, a feeling only one way to go
A feeling thinking fast going slow
A feeling Duchars photos will glow
A feeling CC one day will all know

FROM NORFOLK TO LONDON  - CRIPPLE CLUB  (Video)

"Quiver" by Lola Demo is another dark, edgy anthem, disguised in a melodic weave of guitars and bass that dives deep into the psyche of  someone caught in the web of a toxic, all-consuming relationship. The song pulses with a moody, hypnotic energy, driven by a throbbing bass line that feels like the heartbeat of emotional turmoil. The lyrics paint a picture of mental spirals and unrest, with the repeated line "you are in my head" serving as a haunting mantra, echoing the sense of being trapped in an inescapable loop.
The verses are raw and confrontational, capturing the unsettling tension between reality and illusion. Lines like "don’t know if they are dead or alive" and "must be something I was fed" suggest a deep suspicion, as if Lola Demo is questioning everything she’s been told and everything she feels. The eerie disillusionment grows with each beat, the bass line amplifying the slow descent into a mind that's been tampered with.
In the chorus, Lola Demo brings in her unmistakable harmonies, something she has purposefully avoided in her recent tracks, but here they come full forward. The chorus hits with a heavy dose of melancholy and melody. The repetition of "so unlucky, unlucky, unlucky" paired with "quiver, I shiver, I try not to let it show" gives the song a visceral edge, as if she’s trying to shake off the cold grip of a haunting memory but can’t quite break free. Lola Demo’s harmonies amplify the emotional intensity, adding layers of depth and complexity to the haunting atmosphere of the song.
As the track builds, the intensity ramps up, with the explosive line "30 seconds to explode" signaling a breaking point—a moment where everything threatens to come undone. It’s raw, it’s vulnerable, but it’s also defiant, with the relentless bass line pushing the song forward even in the face of collapse.
"Quiver" - Is this a raw, autobiographical reflection of Lola Demo's own emotional turmoil, or is it a dark narrative about someone else entirely? Either way, it’s cool, and unapologetically real.
MAGDA KOSKA

September 10th 2024

quiver

This is the next instalment in the tale of Mike Fox and amazing lyricist Tony Harris , the nicest guy on the planet ! I may have overdone the harmonies , oops , see what you think . On the 25th is a mega production with lyrics by wonderful Andrea Brennan , vocals guitar and basic format by myself , but everything else by Axel Menningen , including production ! Then on the 1st of November is the 2nd outing for Dave Cooper and myself , closely followed by a song actually by myself for a change ! Loads waiting in the wings ! Thank you .

Route 66

Ambergris
Ambergris is a 30 minute live performance based upon a 3-minute composition commissioned for the exhibition Apologue Isle, shown at Contemporary Art Tasmania in October and November 2024. The performance combined an extrapolated version of the original composition ( built from field recordings) with improvised bass guitar. Big Thanks to Andy Hutson for commissioning my piece and for creating Apologue Isle
 
Live footage of Ambergris - https://vimeo.com/manage/videos/1035385453
Apologue Isle Website - https://www.apologueisle.com/

Apologue Isle
An apologue is a moral fable, often using animals or non-human entities as the primary drivers of narrative.  The ‘apple isle’ was a nickname given to lutruwita/Tasmania to highlight the importance of the state’s apple export industry; with the first apple trees being planted by colonist William Bligh in 1788. These trees mark the beginning of industrial agriculture and extractive industry, and their subsequent impacts on the landscape and original inhabitants of lutruwita.   From these converging starting points, Apologue Isle aims to reframe the human perspective and create new stories that propose a world inhabited not by humans battling nature, but a complex, entwined system of objects, beings and space.  After many conceptual iterations, the project eventually began as an invitation. Five writers were asked to create a new story, with two simple requirements: it must refer to the natural world, and at least one character must be non-human. These stories were then transformed into sets, puppets were built, music composed and narration recorded.     The project unfolded like a surrealist exquisite corpse, each person building on the work of the one before, whilst retaining creative control over their own work. This aimed to enhance a sense of trust between collaborators through the giving over of ownership and acceptance of the other’s intent. 
The result is five unique stories, told through an unexpected array of characters, that reflect on what it means to live in our world at this moment in history. And alongside these stories is a burgeoning community of creative individuals, brought together through the shared ideas and ethics of the project.

Apologue Isle - Ambergris (Live Snippet)

FROM YOUR EYES  feat. Frank Zozky & Paploviante
Wishing all a Happy New Year 2025.💕🤠 💃🏼🥂
Backing Track Paploviante: 
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/gear-paploviante
Frank Zozky: provided vocals
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/23108/from-your-eyes-by-frankzozky-120bpm-house-acapella
https://soundcloud.com/frank-zozky
Lillithe: Arrangement, Remix and Production

From Your Eyes feat. Frank Zozky & Paploviante

TIME ROBS US ALL- KIMBO -AL (BLUES GUITAR) - SOPHIE B vocals

Another Banger with these guys. Dynamo and Poet did their thing on this one! So happy with the way this track came out, all three of our verses complimented each other so well. This song has a different vibe, I think people are really gonna enjoy this track! Keep your head up, keep heart up and boogie on!

Strange World ft. Dynamo-P & U.Poet

WILD ORCHIDS. LIVE Impromptu, Spontaneous, Recording on Chris's Mobile in Robyn's kitchen.  NO effects. No mixing. ROBYN YOULTEN -Vocals and 6 String acoustic Guitar. CHRIS SCHERI - Flute.  TRIBUTE to Marianne Faithful

Tribute to Marianne Faithful

Mary Spins

it gets better

This is a country and Western song based on the folklore mystical image of the 7th Son of a 7th Son. In my song he is a bounty hunter working for the Dark One, his job is to collect the souls of the Wicked and bad people of this earth. There is no hiding from him, he is after your soul and discards the Skin. He must be very busy at the moment in this world we live in. 

the Bass and drums are driving this one with a beat designed to make you feel like you are riding a horse through the night running from the 7th son of the 7th Son , hope you like it . 
Written, performed , engineered and produced by: Johnny Mc Farlane

The 7th Son of a 7th Son

I AM KEEPING SCORES / Open Collaboration from IPG1
Lillithe : Music, Mix and Production
IPG1 : Vocals and Verses
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/im-keeping-score-vocals-92-bpm


I Am KEEPING SCORE

The Hunter

In a distant quadrant, far, far away... the thrusters burn, engines roar and ship names carve their legacy into the void.

Release date: 21-03-2025 on Legacy of Thought label:

The tracks:
01 Ambient Indigo - Avalon
02 Time Away - Razorback
03 Wane Of Summer - Serenity
04 Tuuligan - Daniel Jackson
05 Progeny - 1 - Venture Star
06 Ambient Light - Home One
07 Colin Stevens - Tet
08 Sonic Bodhi - Nostromo
09 Hellweed - V'Ger
10 Talking to Ghosts - Orion
11 AndAWan - Daedalus
12 Time Away - MCRN Donnager
13 Nick Beman - Discovery One
14 Ancient Astronaut - Liberty Star Cruiser
15 Helsinki Project - Event Horizon

Artwork & Mastering: Chris Held


Spotify

Legacy of Thought - Interstellar Engines: Daniel Jackson

Produced By Spaceduck aka Operation O Lyrics Written And Performed By U.Poet Check Out Spaceduck Page @anas-platyrhynchos And Operation O Page @operation-o

Exercise Mind {Prod By Spaceduck}

Texte Français et Google Traduction

LES VRAIS DU FAUX
Ils ont beau dire, ils ont beau faire
Tous leurs sourires sont à l’envers
Beaucoup de trop, et çà se voit
Se sentant haut tant ils s'y croient.
Sous apparence vivent au-dessus
Dans l'insolence voir même plus
Jouant les meilleurs se sentant beaux
En rois de coeur, qui sonnent faux
Riant de tout, même pas marrant
Quand on s’en fout complètement
Ils s’intéressent sans écouter
Et puis ils laissent tout çà tomber.

Dans les amis, nos confidents
Il reste les vrais, heureusement
Pouvoir se dire et franchement
Les beaux, les pires des sentiments.

Ils congratulent dans le mépris,
Nous prennent pour nuls et puis aussi
Sans de scrupule en font leurs vies.
En tête de rang, la bonne place
Tous les gênants ils les déplacent
Se faisant grand  ils les remplacent.
L'hypocrisie en bandoulière
Car çà aussi ils savent la faire
Ils continuent, se croyant fort
Tout au-dessus, voir plus encore.

Dans les amis, nos confidents
Il reste les vrais, heureusement
Pouvoir se dire et franchement
Les beaux, les pires des sentiments.

Tout çà se voit et on le sent 
Alors pourquoi perdre son temps
Laissons tomber une fois pour toute
Plus les garder sur notre route.
Car peu importe, faut avancer
Fermant  nos portes, les oublier
Laissons les dirent, laissons les faire
Prendre un soupir à l'ordinaire
Sentiments sains, bons ressentis
Pour que demain, saine soit la vie.

Dans les amis, nos confidents
Il reste les vrais, heureusement
Pouvoir se dire et franchement
Les beaux, les pires des sentiments.

THE TRUES FROM THE FALSE

No matter what they say, no matter what they do
All their smiles are upside down
Too many, and it shows
Feeling high as they believe in it.
Under appearance live above
In insolence see even more
Playing the best feeling beautiful
In kings of hearts, who ring false
Laughing at everything, not even funny
When we don't care at all
They are interested without listening
And then they drop it all.

In friends, our confidants
There are still the real ones, fortunately
Being able to say oneself and frankly
The beautiful, the worst feelings.

They congratulate in contempt,
Take us for rubbish and then too
Unscrupulously make their lives out of it.
At the head of the row, the right place
All the troublesome ones they move them
Making themselves big they replace them.
Hypocrisy on the shoulder
Because that too they know how to do
They continue, believing themselves strong
All above, even more.

In friends, our confidants
There are still the real ones, fortunately
Being able to say oneself and frankly
The beautiful, the worst feelings.

All this can be seen and felt 
So why waste your time
Let's give up once and for all
No longer keep them on our way.
Because it doesn't matter, you have to move forward
Closing our doors, forgetting them
Let them say it, let them do it
Take a sigh at the ordinary
Healthy feelings, good feelings
So that tomorrow, life will be healthy.

In friends, our confidants
There are still the real ones, fortunately
Being able to say oneself and frankly
The beautiful, the worst feelings.

LES VRAIS DU FAUX

Upbeat angstpop

Watch the video here:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=enB5Di_2pdI
🖤
Available for download here:
https://scratchkelly.bandcamp.com/track/land-of-fools

Pop 2.0

Land Of Fools

Download

Created by me with VSTs and tenor saxophone. Image by Steve from Pixabay
... Let the small stones roll .... ;-)

Just a little rock

Weathered Hearts Back in sound cloud✨✨https://soundcloud.com/weatheredhearts 
Patchwork Heart(Weathered Hearts&Tot.）
Beat by Tot.masa
Words&vocals,final mix,masterd and lovely art work by Weathered Hearts
Thank U for listening from us three🙏🙏🙏

Lyrics:
I’m a pattern on a patchwork heart
What am I gonna do with my little part?
Cover up everything that’s dark?
Or shoot light outta my heart

Like a rainbow
Cut through the clouds
Like a rainbow

Do da do Do da do

Shuffling along inside my shoes
Walking on a different road than you

Do da do Do da do

I’m hoping we can find a thread to share

Seems to me we’re really quite the same
Really quite the same
We’re different patterns cut in different shapes

Ooo, are you?
Maybe not, maybe we are
The same thing, underneath this
Ooo, are you?
Maybe not, but what if we are
The same thing, underneath this?

Do you wanna make a patchwork heart?
We are only strong as the thread holding us together
Double seam on the things that we really need
To hold the light in our hearts

Like a rainbow

Cut through the clouds
Like a rainbow

Shoot out my heart
Like a rainbow

You’re in my heart
Like a rainbow

Stick together like a patchwork heart
And shine our light

Like a rainbow
It’s the colour of light

Stick together like a patchwork heart
And shine our light
Like a rainbow
It’s the colour of light

Like a rainbow
It’s the colour of light

Like a rainbow
It’s the colour of light

Patchwork Heart with Weathered Hearts

Original composition by Neno J.
Nylon electro-acoustic guitar Cordoba Studio GK, recorded directly using multi effect Hotone Ampero 100.

New Flamenco Improvisation III (For two guitar)

Dubiousity Of Love

Time For A Revolution -with AnandaTuk

Oui B'y

May 2-4

Traditional Country Tribute to my Cousin Wayne. R.I.P. Life never brought him down.

HIS MAMA DIED AT CHILD BIRTH
HIS DADDY DIED IN WORLD WAR TWO
BORN HARD OF HEARING
HE HAD A PROBLEM OR TWO

RAISED BY HIS GRAND PARENTS
THAT DIDN'T SHOW MUCH LOVE
TIMES THEY WERE HARD
HAD SOME HELP FROM GOD ABOVE

(CHORUS)
COUSIN WAYNE COUSIN WAYNE
HOW I MISS COUSIN WAYNE
ALWAYS JOKIN' ALWAYS SMILIN'
LIFE NEVER BROUGHT HIM DOWN
LIFE NEVER BROUGHT HIM DOWN

BEING FIVE YEARS OLDER 
I LOOKED UP TO HIM 
LOVED THEM FAST CARS
BURNIN' THEM TIRES

HAD A LITTLE RED TRUCK
ALWAYS HOTRODIN'
EVERY FRIDAY NIGHT
HE WAS DRAG RACIN'

COUSIN WAYNE COUSIN WAYNE
HOW I MISS COUSIN WAYNE
ALWAYS JOKIN' ALWAYS SMILIN'
LIFE NEVER BROUGHT HIM DOWN
LIFE NEVER BROUGHT HIM DOWN

WHEN GRANDMA GAVE UP
HE MET A GIRL FROM BULL MOUNTAIN…….
LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT
TIME TO PARK THE LITTLE RED TRUCK

THEY WERE SOON MARRIED
BOTH ARE GONE NOW
THE BULL MOUNTAIN GIRL
ROCKED WAYNE'S WORLD

(REPEAT CHORUS )

© 2018 Lyrics by Tony Harris

Cousin Wayne - Lyrics by Tony Harris- Traditional Version

lost in the morning light
safe from the madness that binds the night
I'll be the good man enlightened, abated, anodyne

I travel naked with a mind left to the wind
you won't believe that this is all that is needed to begin
caught inside the wasted life you never know that you're bleeding

I hear the voice  of higher mind
all the rusted wires untied
I'll be the good man invited, elated, held in line

I leave a message to myself just to remind
there is no reason to be learning how to be unsatisfied
or be lonely

why does it seem so hard to find
why can't it last forever

I'm watching the birds go by my window
my heart is believing fire
and all will reveal in time

Play on Spotify

Begin

CAN’T YOU SEE
Vocals: Melissa (Ghosthack) Can’t you see
Brandon (Ghosthack) I don’t wanna go
https://www.ghosthack.de
Lillithe: Arrangement and Production
Paploviante: Remastering


Can't you see

'The Long Game'

Digits

This song was composed with an image: on a rainy day, by the window in her room, a little girl enjoys sounds and movements of raindrops, frogs, a snail, and some things around her.

keywords: rain, mellow, dinky, mc-909, 122BPM, progressive, original, sequencer

Take A Breather

THS01 - Tommy Woodsmoke - See you in the dawn

'LET YOU GO'
Written, Performed & Produced 
by Andrew Borderick, copyright 2017/2020
Mastered by Andrew Borderick 24/08/2020
(The World Tour video link)
https://youtu.be/0pd4btXoM_4?si=hRhSQH4HaALnJ5J6

I MADE UP THIS SONG, EVERYTHING COME'S FROM YOU
NOW THAT YOUR GONE, THERE'S NOTHING TO HOLD ON TO
AND ALL THE REASON'S, THEY ALL TURN TO ASH
NOW ALL THE SEASON'S, ALL COME IN ONE DAY

I MESSED UP OUR LOVE, MESSED UP MY WORLD WITH YOU
IT'S TAKEN SO LONG, TO HOLD ON TO SOMETHING NEW
THERE'S ALL THE FEELING'S, AND ALL THE BURNING CASH
NOW ALL THE SEASON'S, ALL COME IN ONE DAY
AND ALL THE REASON'S TO SAY, I HAD TO LET YOU GO

(BREAK)

I LOOK BACK ON LIFE, I HAD NO CONTROL OF YOU
NOW FEELING ALIVE AND NOTHING TO HOLD ON TO
AND ALL THE REASON'S, THEY ALL TURN TO ASH
NOW ALL THE SEASON'S, ALL COME IN ONE DAY

IF I HAD MY TIME AGAIN
I WOULD NOT SURLY BE CALLING YOU MY FRIEND,  NO

THERE'S ALL THE FEELING'S, AND ALL THE BURNING CASH
NOW ALL THE SEASON'S, ALL COME IN ONE DAY
AND ALL THE REASON'S TO SAY, I HAD TO LET YOU GO

Timeline

LET YOU GO

LET YOU GO (see info for 'The World Tour' video)

Gary Moore

Tribute

Had a Dream Last Night. Woke Up and captured it all quickly here in Charvel Heaven. Music Composition, Vocals, Instruments and Production via RiffWerx (Riff Beach) 2020.
DreamRider ©
Riff Beach - RiffWerx (Original 2020)
Oh, Yeah, it was somewhere back around 1958 or so
Well, I was maybe, almost 3 years old
Walking around, eyes wide open
Just trying to stand upon steady ground
And, just wanting to go outside and Play
Making the most out of….
One Beautiful, Sunny Day
Oh, I remember I was……Dreaming
Oh, I was …..Just riding on a……Dream
Oh Yeah, but I hadn’t met you yet
Don’t think you were even born back then, Baby?
But, that’s OK, cuz’ you know I’m waiting
Because Our paths……
Were bound to intersect
….One day real soon
And, I know that I’d simply say
Why, Come on and follow me…….
Come jump on this Amazing Ride
And, Let’s share some Dreams
Why can’t you just see? ….Riding on a Dream
Oh, yeah, Just You and Me
Let’s Be DreamRiders
Dream Away with me
So much to say and so much to see
Take a Walk, Let’s Take A Ride
Be a DreamRider with me
I thought I’d better hurry and sit beside her
Because, She’s My DreamRider
As she takes my hand
And We ride a Dream
Riding a Dream, just her and me
We’re DreamRiders
Riding on a Dream……
You and Me

Sunny Beaches

DreamRider ©

I am a frozen statue, watching seasons come and go, feeling changes, doing nothing, forever...
Last movement of the rock symphony, where I pay tribute to, and play, my mom's spanish guitar.
Main theme (bass E1-A1...E1-A1-E2...), appears all along the album, and also main themes of other 3 movements sound here as refrains (Vienen y van / Hora tras hora) which are thus sung over 4 different musics ;) E-Ruizzo project is finished, what's to come?... below translated lyrics.

SE NOTA (PRIMAVERA EN EL POLO)  /  ONE CAN FEEL IT (SPRING AT THE POLE)

Se nota… después de seis meses  /  One can feel it… after six months
el sol amanece y se nota…  /  the sun dawns and one can feel it …

En el despertar del zorro ártico,  /  In the awakening of the arctic fox,
en el fluir de los glaciares se nota.  /  in the flow of the glaciers one can feel it.
En el nacimiento de icebergs,  /  At the birth of icebergs,
en los acantilados poblados de aves.  /  on the cliffs populated by birds.

Vienen y van, no me hacen caso,  /  They come and go, they don’t listen to me,
soy sitio de paso.  /  I’m a transit point.
Hora tras hora, los meses pasan,  /  Hour after hour, months pass through,
un sitio de paso soy.  /  I’m a transit point.

Se nota… como cada mañana,  /  One can feel it… as every morning,
que la primavera ha llegado al Polo.  /  that spring has come to the Pole.

Se nota…  /  One can feel it…

En la migración del narval,  /  In the migration of narwhal,
en el aliento del viento,  /  in the breath of the wind,
en las nubes que huyen de él, se nota.  /  in the clouds that run away from it, one can feel it.

En el canto de las sirenas,  /  In the singing of mermaids,
en las inflorescencias de hielo,  /  in the inflorescences of ice,
en el paso del noroeste se nota.  /  in the Northwest Passage one can feel it.

Vienen y van, no me hacen caso,  /  They come and go, they don’t listen to me,
soy para todos un sitio de paso,  /  I am a transit point for all of them,
(soy) una estatua de hielo (soy),  /  (I am) an ice statue (I am),
(soy) una estatua de hielo (soy).  /  (I am) an ice statue (I am).

Vienen y van…  /  They come and go…

¡¡¡ La frecuencia diaria del proceso estacional  /  The daily frequency of the seasonal process
me permite hacer estudios estadísticos !!!  /  allows me to do statistical studies !!!
Ja ja ja ja ja ja jaaaa !!!  /  Ha ha ha ha ha ha haaaa !!!

Vienen y van…  /  They come and go…

Hora tras hora, los meses pasan,  /  Hour after hour, months pass through, 
nuevos migrantes, nunca se cansan,  /  new migrants, they never get tired,
(soy) una estatua de hielo (soy).  /  (I am) an ice statue (I am).
(soy) una estatua de hielo (soy).  /  (I am) an ice statue (I am).

Hora tras hora…  /  Hour after hour…

Se nota…  /  One can feel it…

ER37 PA04 RUIZZO ©1996 ®2020

Now all 44 songs I wrote with mom's guitar in my university years have been arranged and posted, 
after 8 years of E-Ruizzo project, which I'm about to finish. I plan to stay here, commenting as 
usual, and post future and still not scheduled songs from another profile. That's all, no alarm!

Maybe you played this version before? https://soundcloud.com/esemanolain-ruizzo/se-nota-piano-version

Se nota (Primavera en el Polo)

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Cell Ascension （Meditation version）

Jonathan Beckenstein: Guitars, bass, musical composition and mix http://soundcloud.com/jonathan_beckenstein
Clarence Paisley-Cheesemont: Drums
Wheelwright: Vocals, vocal melody, lyrics and sampled cello

This track is available on Immaculate Distraction https://fictivesisters.bandcamp.com/album/immaculate-distraction

I am a great admirer of Jonathan's work and when he approached me with this wonderful piece of music asking if I might have a go at lyrics and a vocal I felt really privileged. I wanted to try to do as good a job as I could, but initially I struggled, and then, feeling extremely despondent I took a break from it. On my second attempt I think I started to listen properly to what the music was saying – rather than imposing too much of myself on it – and I  began to get melodies and word patterns that seemed like they were there under the surface already.

This has been an amazing project to work on, and Jonathan has been hugely supportive throughout. I've done my bit for sure, but it would have been nothing without the music.

Jonathan's posting of the song is here:

http://soundcloud.com/jonathan_beckenstein/we-all-know-how-it-ends

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Last night I dreamed that I could play the guitar
I was on The Titanic trying to sing
My heart will still go on
But I kept getting it wrong and
I couldn't get the high notes but
At least we hadn't hit the iceberg yet and

All the stars above us shone
Like cheap sequins in the sky
Like they'd all just been stuck on
By someone who didn't try

I was studying Kate Winslet
She was standing by a ventilation inlet
In a girly dress despite the cold and
I could see that she was not impressed
By my extraordinary rendition
I said you're looking nice and
I need relationship advice and she replied
Let's take a walk on the starboard side

And the stars above us shone
Like cheap sequins in the sky
Like they'd all just been stuck on
By someone who didn't try
When life's too flattering too sweet
We all like to pretend
But we all know how it ends

We're listing to port and
Kate's politely listening as
I'm listing all the things I should have said to you but
Never did
And realistically I think she's thinking
Less about you and me and
Rather more about the fact that
We've all started sinking yeah
Into the unforgiving sea oh

But the stars above us shone...

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We All Know How It Ends (Wheelwright + Beckenstein)

There is so much talent and variety here, and most of the people are pretty cool too. I love being part of this community. Listening to your music and being heard in return is enough.

Still reading? OK I'm gonna muse a bit. It's hard to fully convey how much this forum has meant to me. There are people I've never met that feel very much like old friends -- and in a very real way they are.
If I follow someone I make every effort to listen to and support their efforts. It's certainly not a transactional relationship but I do tend to limit my follows to people who engage in mutual listening and engagement. If you listen and leave a comment I always try to listen to *your* music when responding! If you follow at random without any feedback I hope you get something out of that too... ; )

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Jeff Roberts