Need a cigarette

G.B.C. - Pray

I've walked the world from front to back and seen a million things
I've scraped my knuckles on the map and held on through the waves
I've taped the eyes of monkeys and rode them till they broke
I've burned the leaves of agony and danced naked in their smoke

I feel ok
It's just the feeling that the end is something I can't escape
I feel insane
Then again a normal mind just sounds a bit too tame.

I've lifted chins and broke girls in, been lovestruck and confused
I've played the role of a superstar and was quickly left diffused
I've rolled up on some players and left them picking sides
I've twisted grins with sappy sins that took them for a ride.

I play the game
Took some lumps and rolled the dice, threw down, and walked away
I sometimes stray
It's in my nature to taste the air and conform to its change

Black-eyes simpletons never know what nightmares lay ahead
Temptation gets the best of them and leaves blisters on the bed
Eventually it'll get to me and take me to the edge
I'll run the distance to the wedge and run thin till I'm dead

I live to fade
I waste away and feed the work that's living in my brain
I taste the pain
In the strangers that I pass each day while I walk against the grain

Black Eyed Simpleton

Single : Track 1.   Andoogie ©

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zizkfey-rn8


Title Andoogie ©

Nashville Gamblers – Switzerland - Country Live Band

Mastering von Alessandro Giordano von MTM Mastering True Music Production

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I sent the finished Nashville Gamblers Country Song 1 track to MTM Mastering True Music Production for review and sound improvement, which worked very well. A very nice team from Spain. Guitars, bass, drums now have the sound I imagined. For me it was very worthwhile to hand over the mastering to an external company. When mixing and mastering, your ear stays anchored in your DAW (brain). You often think that your sounds are not that good. That's why I use an external mixing and mastering studio to control it. I really had a very positive experience with MTM. With young ears and professional training that completed my work.
Thank you for your collaboration, Freddie and Team MTM Mastering True Music Production.
Mastering by Alessandro Giordano of MTM Mastering True Music Production
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Composer André Schmohl : Bandleader 06/22/1996
With "Andoogie" (own composition) I found it only once in the "Tone Tapes" and it was "made" out of nowhere! 1993 – 1997.
Recording in the rehearsal room in Zurich: Recording device: The first mini digital tape recorder
by Sony.(Live recording) André Schmohl digitized the recordings in 2010 and put them on CD
distributed to our contributors.
In 2020, Karl Heinz - Heimgartner, who runs a small Studio One 5 from Presonus and Cubasis 2, came up with the idea of improving these live recordings.
He didn't do badly and the recordings turned out to be much better in tone and
Dynamics.
In 2023 Karl Heinz - Heimgartner completed an online equalizer and compressor course
and tried again to improve these original first titles.
Yes, it's not easy to mix single-track audio sounds.

Contributing musicians 06/22/1996

Lead Electric Guitar: André Schmohl
Rhythm Guitar: Karl Heinz – Heimgartner
Acoustic Guitar: Annamarie Baumann
Bass: Ueli Bichsel
Drums: Sandro Luginbühl

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zizkfey-rn8

https://www.karlheinzheimgartner.com/

Andoogie - Nashville Gamblers – Switzerland - Country Live Band

As if in a dream.
We walked our summer days out.
Through the trees. 
The dapples danced around our shoulders brown.
We're hanging out in brine.
Still, we shine.

As if in a dream.
We went our separate ways one Saturday. 
The shadows lurked and fairly bounced behind. 
We've got no time, you know. 
Say it ain't so.

Hold me, slowly. 
I'll chase them all away.
Say no more. 
I'm going.
Never planned to stay.
In the way.

As if in a dream.
We never took our chances.
Slim, though we, could never see.
Through a dream of trees. 
Just out of reach.
A potent preacher spake.

As if in a dream.
We never learned the dances. 
We coulda danced.
A happenstance or happenchance.
Took it away.
A miserable day.
For a cold embrace.

That's it... I'm folding,
Not holding anyway.
This alters nothing.
It's going that way.
I meant to stay.

As if in a dream.
There's just an endless stream of handing out.
Acquiring clout, roundabout.
A nervous man has the loudest shout.

As if in a dream.
We walked our summer days out.
Through the trees. 
The dapples danced around our shoulders brown.
We're hanging out in brine.
Still, we shine.

Hold me, slowly. 
I'll chase them all away.
Say no more. I'm going.
Never planned to stay.
In the way.



As If in a Dream

What a funny thing. 
There's memories.
That you've never mentioned before.
Oh, it's a laughable, poor melody.
That this songbird has in store.

A curse on your lies.
A curse on your soul.
A curse on your eyes.
A cursed spiral staircase, motherfucker.

Oh, if dredging up was a skill to bring.
Then you'd bring it down in spades.
But the truth is only some shit within.
Can't be of any help, too late..

A curse on your shy.
A curse on your sham.
A curse which you'd deny.
A cursed spiral staircase, motherfucker.

You dont get to own it all.
This one is not for you.
No lies you tell can get you in.
No dear, there's only two.

A curse on you fake.
A curse on your words.
A curse on your drink.
A curse on your spiral staircase, motherfucker.

Spiral Staircase

Coming soon! We pretend to be fine.
There's a fire in the wastelands. What's mine?
Waste of time.
There's a fire.
We Survive.

There's a crack in the side of the farm.
You would think that they'd run, but they stay.
Waste the light.
Avoid the night.
Stay alive. 

There's a river that's flowing with gold.
That you get, when you're good, if you're old.
Waste of life.
Taste the Night.
Stoke the fire.

All of her maybes, mistaken for definitelys.
All you can do is move on.
All of your sure things, replaced now with possiblys.
You've got no crutch to lean on.

All of his don't knows, revealed to be so lows 
That you didn't see where they came from.
All of the can does, are hollow lists of to does.
Interstellar. Toodle-oo. Now I'm gone.

There's a message we sent to the sky.
Imagine that won't be getting too far.
Trip the wire.
To the stars.
To the stars.

There's a man on the moon, and he's heating a Spoon.
As he looks sadly down on the earth.
There's a cow.
What's that now?
Holy cow.

Wee Willie runs through the town.
Crying loud as he seeks them all out.
Get to bed.
In your head.
Go to bed.

All you've got left are some rust, cans of peaches.
A pile of old vizzes and porn.
A fray bentos pie and your rosy complexion.
There's no one left you rely on. 

A bust of Beethoven, a packet of suet.
A commemorative plate, a Princess Di coin.
An overfilled ashtray, a battered red jumper.
Interstellar. Toodle-oo. Now I'm gone.

All of her maybes, mistaken for definitelys.
All you can do is move on.
All of your sure things, replaced now with possiblys.
You've got no crutch to lean on.

All of his don't knows, revealed to be so lows 
That you didn't see where they came from.
All of the can does, are hollow lists of to does.
Interstellar. Toodle-oo. Now I'm gone.

Interstellar... Toodle-oo

I Got You On My Mind

(This is dedicated to my Step-Dad and to his battle with dementia.  It’s a song about time, how things are constantly changing, and yet, when you look in the mirror, there you are, and yet the decay, the age, mistakes and wisdom, one can hope, at the end of the day, no matter what has been had, what has been lost, you will have at least one thing, even if just a hand full, of beautiful memories…of people, pain, loss, love, hope, and everything in between.  Yet, for some, the curse is to look in the mirror and have nothing, to have lost it all, that sense of fear, grief, and frustration..  my step dad lost everyone in the end.  There were only two people he recognized.  My Mom and I - a blessing I will always be grateful to have had).  He was a beautiful man and this song, in all the irony of the lyrics, is for him.  

Verse
Was a time, a time to play, time to pray
All that time, what a waste, what a pity, oh fool, shake my walls, blow me down.

Just a face, unaware, just another day.
Just a phase, all we had, it’s a crime
oh pity, oh fool, mind your head when you fall 

Chorus 
But oh, one thing keeps coming back
I got you on my mind

Verse
In the dark, in the back, what a way to live, you a dance I could never forget, oh pity oh fool, tell me who I see now so

Like a dream, but nightmares are dreams too, in my head, but my mind I stilI find you, oh pity, oh fool, take my hand lead me out 

Chorus
But oh, one thing keeps coming back
I got you on my mind

Not a game, never same, we all fade away, but these tricks, it’s so hard to find you, oh pity oh fool, seems all is lost now

In the end, through the tears and the madness, find a smile as you echo among us, oh pity of fool, are you here with me now.  

Chorus 
But oh, one thing keeps coming back
I got you on my mind

Personal Earthquakes

I've Got You On My Mind

I've Got You On My Mind (Ballad for Joe)

Composed and produced by Marcio Hendrik
Guitar and bass by Marcio Hendrik
Guitars and bass recorded by Perazo @ Hanoi Studio, RJ, Brazil (2020)
Drums by Marco Bz 
Drums Recorded @ Making Of Studio, RJ, Brazil (2021)
Mixed and mastered by Marcio Hendrik 
THANK YOU !

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Live acoustic recording of original song "Lollipops & Lullabies" by Hurdy Gurdy Men

studio version here: https://soundcloud.com/hurdy-man/lollipops-lullabies

Lollipops and Lullabies (lyrics)

Your missing penance for the seventh time and it's bound to rain
your heart is aching for the seventh time as you watch it break

Your hand is reaching for the nearest door as you watch it shake
your mind is searching for the freest thought that it just can't make

If I could find a way to break through all the chains about you now
It's just so hard to breath where others simply refuse to see her now

You once were promised such a great reward, and you just can't wait
and all those things you held so dearly close, now you simply hate

Two steps you say goodbye to lollipops and lullabies for now
and there was no one there to idolize or compare to now

Your missing penance for the seventh time and it's bound to rain
your heart is aching for the seventh time as you watch it break

Lollipops & Lullabies - Maya and Daniel (live acoustic version)

Eclectic influences blend into one another in this showcase from the songwriter of We Fell Close. Different vocalists bring out the styles and moods of the track from uplifting indie rock, to country rock power ballads, and thoughtful acoustic tracks. Haunting, delicate female vocalists and powerful, emotive male rockers collide on this unique album.

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LoFi Americana with a dash of Indie Alt Rock and Country 

Jeremy Brizzi is a songwriter and musician.  “I do what I can, with what I have, to show you how I feel.  Thanks for listening.”

With more than 300 song left to record and a constant attention to creation, the best is yet to come!  

https://jeremybrizzi.bandcamp.com

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