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Copy of Related tracks: B!RTHDAY BA$H - Mixtape Vol.6

This is a song I made back in 2009, as instrumental. Picked it up again and added vocals
Wine Goes Well WIth These Conversations chords & lyrics:
Verse: C-Am-F-G
Chorus: Am-F-C-G (F-G)
Bridge: F-C-F-C-F-C-Am-G

v1
Nothing is new.
Im still doing fine.
Just came to think of you,
while killing some time..


v2
So how about you,
are you feeling okay?
Maybe I should come over,
just to talk,not to stay..


chorus
If your still alone,
I could drop by tonight.
maybe Ill bring some wine,
You think that sounds alright?
Now dont get me wrong,
I have no expectations.
But sure you agree - that
- wine goes well - with these conversations.


v3
Been quite a while,
since I last heard your voice.
Im not saying I miss you,
this was also my choice.


Chorus
If your still alone,
I could drop by tonight.
maybe Ill bring some wine,
You think that sounds alright?
Now dont get me wrong,
I have no expectations.
But sure you agree -
- wine goes well - with these conversations


Bridge
Get up in the morning,dont care to get dressed.
Spending most of the day doing nothing at all.
Getting drunk in the evening for a few hours rest.
Keep my phone within reach,just in case you should call.


chorus
If your still alone,
I could drop by tonight.
Maybe Ill bring some wine,
You think that sounds alright?
Now dont get me wrong,
I have no expectations.
But sure you agree -
- wine goes well - with these conversations.
You miss these conversations?

Wine goes well with these conversations

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California

Set me free - Kristopher Bolin

please be patient. it builds :o). 
contribution to remix competition on repostexchange.com

Neev - Seawall (not a great commercial potential remix)

Contribution to a remix competition on repostexchange.com.
Picture by Gordon Johnson on pixabay.

Aimée Britannia - Metaverse (Sunburst Remix)

my contribution to the repostexchange remix competition.

Issey Cross - Sleepwalking (not a great commercial potential remix)

WANT ME

This song was written while I was going through cancer treatments. It's a song about my faith and the love of my spouse who I leaned on every day.

Your Love's Gotta Hold On Me

Demo of new material for next album..."The Cure"

You are the disorder. You are the disease.
Poisoning the atmosphere, polluting the seas.
Contaminating everything, a slave to your greed.
You are the infection, and we are the cure.
We are the cure. Yes, we are the cure.

You are corruption. You are a plague.
A cancer, a tumour: a toxin, a phage 
A pestilence run riot - mindless in its rage
You are the infection, and we are the cure.
We are the cure. Yes, we are the cure

We are the cure. We are the cure.
We are the cure. We are the cure.
We are the cure.


The Cure

pop punk/rock

co produced, mixed, mastered and cover art by @a7-recording-studio

www.a7recordingstudio.com

a7recordingstudio@gmail.com

Hot Wired Hearts

my contribution to the remix competition on repostexchange.com

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Symmetrik - Caroline (not a great commercial potential remix)

LoNe WolF - "Noztalgia" [Early Version]










#scfirst #getmoreplays

Noztalgia

Noztalgia [Early Version]

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YouTube: https://youtu.be/GtBOAh8mFWk?si=G41wuDMwTzlnNebN
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/intl-de/track/2LXJNvVOrAKB7qZu8Pi74E?si=e8d22e48a2ac4284
Amazon: https://amazon.de/music/player/albums/B0DM6NXL43?marketplaceId=A1PA6795UKMFR9&musicTerritory=DE&ref=dm_sh_6JzmnzCbDPXt1vOiH1TWJvC0D
Apple: https://music.apple.com/de/album/fl%C3%BCsternde-schatten/1778560222?i=1778560223
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Lyrik: (The English translation is below the German lyrics)

In den Straßen dieser Zeit
Weht ein Wind der Dunkelheit
(weht so leise, weht so kalt)
Demokratie verblasst so schnell
Wie ein Bild, das schnell zerfällt
(schwindet leise, schwindet bald)

November 2024
Die Kälte kriecht durch Mark und Bein
Fast alles war klar und eindeutig
Wird nun zu grauem Dämmerschein

Freiheit stirbt mit leisem Klang
(stirbt so leise)
Nicht mit Donnerhall und Zwang
(stirbt so sacht)
Was wir liebten jahrelang
Schwindet in der Novembernacht
(in der kalten Novembernacht)

Neue Worte, alte Macht
"Modernisierung" über Nacht
(Leere Masken, falscher Schein)
Hüllen unsre Wahrheit ein

Der Ozean vergisst seinen Tanz
(Die Wissenschaft schreit stumm)
Wir tauschen unsrer Freiheit Glanz
Für falsche Ordnung um

Freiheit stirbt mit leisem Klang
(stirbt so leise)
Nicht mit Donnerhall und Zwang
(stirbt so sacht)
Was wir liebten jahrelang
Schwindet in der Novembernacht
(in der kalten Novembernacht)

Und die letzte freie Stimme
(Flüstert in der Dunkelheit)
Von Demokratie und Freiheit
Die wir einst besaßen

Die wir schweigend sterben ließen

Die wir schweigend sterben ließen!

English translation:
In the streets of this time
A wind of darkness is blowing
(blowing so softly, blowing so cold)
Democracy fades so quickly
Like a picture that quickly decays
(fading away quietly, fading away soon)

November 2024
The cold creeps through your bones
Almost everything was clear and unambiguous
Now it becomes a gray haze

Freedom dies with a soft sound
(dies so softly)
Not with thunder and force
(dies so gently)
What we loved for years
Fades in the November night
(in the cold November night)

New words, old power
“Modernization” overnight
(Empty masks, false appearances)
Shroud our truth

The ocean forgets its dance
(Science cries out silently)
We exchange our freedom's shine
For a false order

Freedom dies with a soft sound
(dies so softly)
Not with thunder and force
(dies so gently)
What we loved for years
Fades in the November night
(in the cold November night)

And the last free voice
(whispers in the darkness)
Of democracy and freedom
We once possessed

We silently let die

We silently let die!

Flüsternde Schatten

Through shadows, she slips
Silk-footed and sly
An echo in mist
A star in dawn's sky

She comes when the ink has dried
In the cracked spine of a book I've tried
Bursts in at midnight's toll
A wild thing, half of my soul

Not when I call her, no, not when I seek
Not when I stand on the mountain peak
But slithering in on spider's thread
Just when my fire's nearly dead

Oh, the Muse, the Muse, impatient, fierce
With thorny crown and eyes that pierce
Slicing through a fog of doubt
Leaves as fast as she came about

I sit, and I stare, at parchment and ink
Drag my hands through hours that sink
Watch as shadows coil and creep
But she waits till I fall asleep

To outsiders she's instant, a flash, a spark
But I bled for the flame in the dark
While they see fire in a flash of light
I see the matches scraped at night

Oh, the taste of silver on the tongue
The brush of words unsung
Fickle as the owl's first call
She'll leave me here-dust, after all

Oh, the Muse, the Muse, impatient, fierce
With thorny crown and eyes that pierce
Sweeping in with words that spin
Then leaves me cold in the night's thin skin

Tide pulls in, tide slips away
Hours fade, no spark, just clay
Then she's back, all fire and flash
Throwing my world into wild, raw clash

I dance when she dances, I burn when she pleases
But she slips through my fingers, a ghost on the breezes
Not in the daylight, not when I'm ready
Just when my hands are soft and unsteady

Oh, the Muse, the Muse, come and go
With fire and ice and undertow
While others dream she's one quick breath
I know her face-a dance with death

She fades, she fades
A shadow in lace
The work remains
But gone is her trace

The Impatient Muse

quiero beber

The Motion

Original Chris Rea 1989
Docvet : Vocal & acoustic guitar

The Road To Hell

Kill The Void

Dangerous

If somebody has birthday, play this banger!
It's my 6th Mixtape already and I'm hyped to share it with you guys!
This is my art, my style, my feelings, this is me!
Thank you for the support always! I appreciate that!
THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING!! STAY TUNE AND PARTY WITH ME!
Like,Share and Comment! Let me know how you rate it!
much love!

B!RTHDAY BA$H - Mixtape Vol.6

Hi all, just finished with my brand new track called "Dancing In The Fire". Pure bloody, handmade rock'n roll.

Music, Lyrics, Vocals, Arrangement, Production by Z CAR M (Berny A. Racz)

Any constructive suggestions for song improvement, welcome !

Thanks for listening and reposting :-)

**"Dancing in the Fire"**  December 30, 2024

**[Verse 1]**  
It started with a spark in the dark midnight air,  
A glance that told me danger which was waiting there.  
Your eyes were embers,  and you touched a flame,  
 This inferno is ours - our rite to claim  

**[Verse 2]**  
The night turns to embers, but we never fade,  
Together we’re timeless, the fire we have made. 

**Bridge**
We ran through the ashes, the world left behind,  
And two hearts were beating wild, untamed, unrefined.  
And your kiss is a furnace, it sears but it heals,  
And it feels like a passion which is burning fire

**[Chorus]**  
We are dancing in the fire, losing all control,  
The heat of your desire ignites my very soul.  
Where flames are rising higher, we’re scorched but we’re alive, alive, alive

**[Verse 3]** 
Even if the flames consuming us whole,  
I would burn forever just to feel your soul

**Bridge**
We ran through the ashes, the world left behind,  
And two hearts were beating wild, untamed, unrefined.  
And your kiss is a furnace, it sears but it heals,  
And it feels like a passion which is burning fire

** 2x [Chorus]**  
We are dancing in the fire, losing all control,  
The heat of your desire ignites my very soul.  
Where flames are rising higher, we’re scorched but we’re alive, alive, alive

Dancing In The Fire

Siren Of A Young Scotty Pippen Prod. NU-CLEAR-HODGE

Love Me In The Past (Prod. Lil Ronnie Ragtag x Sharkboy)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sCHh3SOcD_U
Givre
[Verse]
En me levant ce matin
Le cœur encore engourdi
Tu m'entoures silencieux
Toi le givre

[Verse 2]
Sur la vitre le dessin
Des toiles en mille éclats
Rêves givrés en chemin
Toi le givre

[Chorus]
Oh fragile manteau blanc
Délicatesse sur nos peaux
Tisserand des temps changeants
Toi le givre

[Verse 3]
Ton souffle glacé m'éveille
À des larmes de beauté
Sous l’aube émerveillée
Toi le givre

[Bridge]
Dans le cristal des matins
Reflets de nos souvenirs
Sculptés par tes mains de satin
Toi le givre

[Chorus]
Oh fragile manteau blanc
Délicatesse sur nos peaux
Tisserand des temps changeants
Toi le givre

[Verse]
En me levant ce matin
Le cœur encore engourdi
Tu m'entoures silencieux
Toi le givre

[Verse 2]
Sur la vitre le dessin
Des toiles en mille éclats
Rêves givrés en chemin
Toi le givre

[Chorus]
Oh fragile manteau blanc
Délicatesse sur nos peaux
Tisserand des temps changeants
Toi le givre

[Verse 3]
Ton souffle glacé m'éveille
À des larmes de beauté
Sous l’aube émerveillée
Toi le givre

[Bridge]
Dans le cristal des matins
Reflets de nos souvenirs
Sculptés par tes mains de satin
Toi le givre

[Chorus]
Oh fragile manteau blanc
Délicatesse sur nos peaux
Tisserand des temps changeants

Frost
[Verse]
When I got up this morning
The heart still numb
You surround me silent
You the frost

[Verse 2]
On the glass the drawing
Canvases in a thousand shards
Frosty dreams along the way
You the frost

[Chorus]
Oh fragile white coat
Delicacy on our skin
Weaver of Changing Times
You the frost

[Verse 3]
Your icy breath wakes me up
To tears of beauty
Under the amazed dawn
You the frost

[Bridge]
In the crystal of the mornings
Reflections of our memories
Sculpted by your satin hands
You the frost

[Chorus]
Oh fragile white coat
Delicacy on our skin
Weaver of Changing Times

Inspired & Written by @schudyjj Made with SUNO and CUBASE

Givre

thanx to repostexchange and Nick Ray and Kibeatzer for this opportunity. 
i let the original song structure intact and tried to change the mood - made it darker. hope you like it. enjoy.

Nick Ray x Kibeatzer - Quest for Peace (n.a.g.c.p. remix)

🌙 Salvatore and Elena – A song of longing, fate, and love left unfulfilled. Inspired by Cinema Paradiso, this Northern Sky track captures the ache of waiting, the dreams of what could be, and the bittersweet pull of a love that lingers beyond time. Ethereal melodies and cinematic emotion weave together to tell the story of hearts that always seem to just miss each other. Will love find its way, or will it remain a dream?

🎶 Listen now and drift into the romance of Salvatore and Elena.

Written and Performed by Northern Sky

Salvatore And Elena

Yalla Glam was born from a simple desire to capture the magic of life in energetic and stylish cities like Dubai and London. I wanted to create something that makes you dream, feel like you're on your own runway, no matter where you are.

The song blends influences from modern electro pop with rhythms that evoke the vibrant spirit of the Middle East. The Arabic and English lyrics reflect two worlds coming together, just like me – someone who loves tradition but lives for modernity.

While writing and composing, I thought about people chasing their dreams, daring to shine. The chorus with Yalla and Come on is a push – a call for action and courage. For me, Yalla Glam is not just a song; it's a state of mind, a celebration of confidence, dreams, and unforgettable moments.

Yalla Glam

Another instrumental rock mix, experimental.

Face From Another Place

You'd walk past it
Most do
Paint chipped like bad decisions
One leg shorter than it used to be
Still, it waits
Under that half-dead tree

Enters girl, maybe seventeen?
Big sunglasses, bigger bubble tea
and a mop of joy named Pickle
Yes, she named the dog Pickle

She sits, cross-legged, like a question mark
tells Pickle he's a star
Snaps twenty-five angles
of one floppy ear and one historic bench

Caption?
"Look who found the philosopher's throne
😊😊😂❤️
#deepbarkthoughts"

Pickle pees on the tree
Bench approves
Tree does not comment

Then: a man and a woman
The date
They bring mulled wine in a thermos
Sit sideways, legs tangled like headphones in a drawer
He says something about stars
She says something about Lady Gaga
They kiss somewhere in the middle

A busker walks by singing Wonderwall
They tip him a sandwich and a smile
Bench approves
God of music sighs

Third act: Old man
Corduroy jacket in summer
Hands folded like quiet apologies

He doesn't speak
Doesn't blink much either
Just feeds pigeons one crumb at a time
like each one is a password to another day

He might be waiting
Or forgetting
Or remembering wrong on purpose

Bench knows his name
And age
And weight
And history
Doesn't say it out loud
Not polite

Pickle runs past again
He is twice as large now
The couple, now maybe married, maybe not, walk by
With a stroller

The old man doesn't come anymore
The bench doesn't judge
It just
Is there

The Bench

I saw them argue over coffee
Steam forming secret shapes
She laughed at something small and lofty
He reached, then fixed his sleeve in haste

Rain dropped one perfect tear
I almost caught it in my case
Their shadows leaned until they neared
A crime they forgot to embrace

He looked right at her and said
"That's not really you"
And God help her
She hoped it was true

He'd chased the edge of every map
Collecting stamps, abandoned rooms
But she smiled
And just like that
The ground felt...
Nice
It bloomed

'Cause happiness isn't happiness
Without a violin-playing goat
Without something real and tender
No one can name or quote
It's a string fraying mid-song
A bow that forgets its place
A note that stays too long
And still finds its grace

The wind heckled
Coins chimed in the case
He looked ridiculous 
In the shivering rain
And she knew
She wanted ridiculous too

I kept the melody clean and slow
They kept their tempers, let them strain
They learned to bruise without retreating
I learned their silence had a grain

'Cause happiness isn't happiness
Without the risk of being wrong
Without someone who keeps your silence
Like it belongs in the song
It's a vow spoken sideways
A chord that won't resolve
A goat still bowing at midnight
While the rest of the world dissolves

I only play on Tuesdays
And sometimes Wednesdays too
Tonight, I played for them
Tonight... they nearly knew

The Goat Plays On

Sounds from the Void

This song is about being done with shallow encounters, people chasing the surface of your lifestyle without understanding where you came from.

Kitsune

COVER SONG

This is part of a live jam session held at my house on February 7, 2016. Super Bowl Sunday!

Larry Ponczek - Lead Guitar
Joe Storino - Vocal & Bass -
Joe DeBrizzio - Rhythm Guitar -
Ron Snyder - Guitar -

Black Magic Woman - Santana (Peter Green) COVER - Ponczek/Storino/DeBrizzio/Snyder - LIVE

run away

I love music. Since April '21 I am discovering the endless possibilities of producing my own in my little spare time. Currently I am learning how to properly mix and master so there is less output for now.