Summertime 2020

TIME DOESN'T GO BY

JUNE 2020

A selection of the excellent works of awesome artists, friends and supporters.
Thank you!! :)

Great tracks (multi genre) - June 2020

Some very cool blues tracks.
I do apologize if I missed anyone, totally unintentional.

How do you like your blues?

The Groover

TWO WORLDS - Re-Mastered Sept 2020
Written, Performed & Produced by Andrew Borderick
Copyright 2019/2020 AB Music
Mastered by Soundcloud Sept 2020

I'VE HIT THE MOON, LOOKING FOR YOU
IF YOU SEE ME SHINING IN YOUR LIFE,
PLEASE DON'T BE FOOLED

MAY'BE I'LL FALL, WAY BACK TO EARTH
BUT LIVING ON THE OTHER SIDE IS JUST A STEP AWAY

I THINK I'VE HEARD IT ALL BEFORE
I GUESS THE WRITINGS ON THE WALL
I'M HEARING YOU, YOUR HEARING ME
BUT NOTHING TO SEE

MAY'BE WE WILL FALL, LIVING IN TWO WORLDS

I'M HYPNOTIZED, THE BEAUTIFUL LIES
THE BLINDING WORDS THAT I CAN'T HEAR
BECAUSE I FEEL ALIVE

I THINK I'VE HEARD THIS SONG BEFORE
I GUESS THE WRITINGS ON THE WALL
I'M HEARING YOU, YOUR HEARING ME
BUT I CAN'T BELIVE

MAY'BE WE WILL FALL
LIVING IN TWO WORLDS
MAY'BE WE WILL FALL... FALL
(break)
MAY'BE WE WILL FALL
LIVING IN TWO WORLDS
MAY'BE WE WILL FALL
(LIVING ON THE OTHER SIDE IS JUST A STEP AWAY)
LIVING IN TWO WORLDS
MAY'BE WE WILL FALL
LIVING IN TWO WORLDS
MAY'BE WE WILL FALL
(LIVING ON THE OTHER SIDE IS JUST A STEP AWAY)
LIVING IN TWO WORLDS

2019 PRO TOOLS

TWO WORLDS

I'll finish E-Ruizzo project with a conceptual LP album: 4 songs about 'Arctica Point'. I imagined it amid rotation axis, geographic north and magnetic pole, and I located it on dry land !! Then I draw the cover art.

This opening track tells the decision of leaving this annoying present by travelling to that magical place. The following ones tell the trip and life there.

Translated lyrics will explain it with more detail:

EXPEDICIÓN (EL MUNDO SE HACE PEQUEÑO)  /  EXPEDITION (THE WORLD GETS SMALL)

Cansado de vivir en un mundo que se hace pequeño,  /  Tired of living in a world which gets small,
como ratas nos movemos en nuestro agujero.  /  like rats we move in our hole.

Cierro los párpados para no verlo,  /  I close my eyelids so as not to see it,
pero hay demasiadas cosas feas detrás de ellos.  /  but there are too many ugly things behind them.

Con los ojos cerrados veo mis recuerdos,  /  With my eyes closed I see my memories,
veo el presente que vivo y no quiero verlo.  /  I see the present I live in and I don’t want to see it.

Con los ojos cerrados no dejo de pensarlo,  /  With my eyes closed I can’t stop thinking about it,
tengo que ir a algún sitio donde olvidarlo.  /  I must go somewhere to forget it.

Partiremos hacia donde los recuerdos se olvidan,  /  We will leave for where memories are forgotten,
donde el frío congela el dolor de la vida,  /  where cold freezes the pain of life,
donde el hielo y la nieve nos protege del hombre,  /  where ice and snow protect us from mankind,
donde el cuerpo y el alma se purifican.  /  where body and soul are purified.

Tenlo todo preparado para nuestra expedición.  /  Get everything ready for our expedition.
Formemos una expedición ártica,  /  Let’s form an Arctic expedition,
Tenlo todo preparado para nuestra expedición.  /  Get everything ready for our expedition.
Formemos una expedición ártica,   /  Let’s form an Arctic expedition,
formemos una expedición ártica  /  let’s form an Arctic expedition

Ártica…  /  Arctica…
entre el polo magnético y el norte geométrico  /  between the magnetic pole and the geometric north
se encuentra el Punto Ártica.  /  is located the Arctica Point.

Partiremos hacia donde el reloj no gira.  /  We’ll leave for where the clock doesn’t go round.
Partiremos hacia donde el tiempo no pasa,  /  We’ll leave for where time doesn’t go by,
al lugar donde seis meses sólo duran un día.  /  for the place where six months only last one day.

Viviendo en un mundo que se hace pequeño,  /  Living in a world which gets small,
como ratas nos movemos en nuestro agujero.  /  like rats we move in our hole.
Con los ojos cerrados no dejo de pensarlo,  /  With my eyes closed I can’t stop thinking about it,
tengo que ir a algún sitio donde olvidarlo.  /  I must go somewhere to forget it.

Ártica…  /  Arctica…
entre el polo magnético y el norte geométrico  /  between the magnetic pole and the geometric north
se encuentra el Punto Ártica.  /  is located the Arctica Point.
entre el polo magnético y el norte geométrico  /  between the magnetic pole and the geometric north
se encuentra el Punto Ártica.  /  is located the Arctica Point.

Esperar no es lo único que haremos allí.  /  To wait is not the only thing we’ll do there.
Sabes que no es fácil sobrevivir,  /  You know it’s not easy to survive,
cuando no hay nada que te empuje a seguir.  /  when there’s nothing pushing you on.

ER25 PA01 RUIZZO ©1995 ®2019

Old raw jazzy piano trailer: https://soundcloud.com/esemanolain-ruizzo/unique-piano-session-2013

Expedición (El mundo se hace pequeño)

I Don't Come Back  Today !

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Willow Weep For Me By Sucole & 6qsax

It’s a summer day, got a water in my hand
 I’m enjoying the band
 Sanity returns once again
 With family and new friends
You would think a job change would stress me 
 But i refuse to let it get the best of me
The blues can be uplifting 
 And comedy depressing
Things not being what they seem
 Can be a blessing

I’ve lived here for so long
Sometimes I burn out then come back strong
Life carries on got another new sound 
When life gets in the way I’ll find my way around

Not long ago I was sitting on a plane
My neck was in some pain
But at least I had the window
I saw the view and I felt better realizing dreams do come true
Now less time on travel means more time to play
We all need a hobby anyway
I never know when inspiration hits
In with  a decent team 
When the evening comes it’s time to blow off steam

It seemed like growing up threw me off track
But I’m finding some solutions and I’m not looking back
I didn’t know when I was younger that my time would be this long
There’s a reason for it all including this song

I'll Find My Way Around

The Language Of Love

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Remastered by Houman (https://soundcloud.com/houmans)

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Taken To Heaven

Texte français et Google traduction

QUI SERAS-TU MON ENFANT ?

Je caresse ton ventre, comme on caresse la vie.
Déjà son attente me semble infinie.
Tu te marques d’une rondeur
Qui serait indécente,
Si tu n’étais une jolie fleur
Ou une bien belle plante.

Je caresse l’espoir, comme on caresse la nuit,
La vigueur d’un soir chassée de l’ennui.
Tu me donnes la fièvre
De celle qu’on supporte.
Quand ce sont des beaux rêves
Qui frappent à la porte.

Qui seras-tu mon enfant ?
Un coquelicot des champs
Où une rose des vents ?
Viens nous vite on t’attend.
On manque d’impatience,
Ta vie est une chance.
Encore un petit mois
Et on te serre dans nos bras.

Je caresse ta lumière, comme on caresse le feu
Closes mes paupières, je te vois bien mieux.
Il me donne des coups
Et de pieds et de bras,
Dans ton ventre, il se joue
Et s’amuse déjà.

Je caresse mon désir, comme on caresse le jeu.
Des instants de plaisir qu’on ne fait qu’à deux.
Le temps paraît bien long
Comme une éternité,
Pour perdre un ventre rond
Dans une maternité.

Qui seras-tu mon enfant ?
Un coquelicot des champs
Où une rose des vents ?
Viens nous vite on t’attend.
On manque d’impatience,
Ta vie est une chance.
Encore un petit mois
Et on te serre dans nos bras.

CHORUS

Dernier refrain.

WHO WILL YOU BE MY CHILD?

I caress your belly, as you caress life.
Already his expectation seems infinite to me.
You show a roundness
Who would be indecent,
If you weren't a pretty flower
Or a very beautiful plant.

I caress hope, as we caress at night,
The vigor of an evening driven from boredom.
You give me fever
From the one we support.
When these are sweet dreams
Who knock on the door.

Who will you be my child?
A field poppy
Where a wind rose?
Come quickly, we are waiting for you.
We are impatient,
Your life is a chance.
Another little month
And we hug you.

I caress your light, like we caress the fire
Close my eyelids, I can see you much better.
He hits me
And feet and arms,
In your belly, it is played
And already having fun.

I caress my desire, as we caress the game.
Moments of pleasure that we only make for two.
Time seems very long
Like forever,
To lose a round stomach
In a maternity.

Who will you be my child?
A field poppy
Where a wind rose?
Come quickly, we are waiting for you.
We are impatient,
Your life is a chance.
Another little month
And we hug you.

CHORUS

Last refrain.

QUI SERAS - TU MON ENFANT (L'attente d'un être cher)

Dear friends, 
You may see some pictures on Youtube: https://youtu.be/nuM-OElJVuQ

 Lyrics:
The Lily of the Valley

They show themselfes in may they line up like spears
and after a while - a miracle will be seen - green buds appear
and most of the ladies feel well - it is a time when everything is calm,
they are so grand

They show their beauty when the white limes appear
they bow down their heads - like a queen who shows grace to her subordinates
all mothers pick them for joy to decorate their sweet home
they are so grand

They have to defend themselves their appearance looks so good
for all the animals - looking for a feast in the springtime
but if they eat they will die cause the Lilies of the Valley toxic are
they are so grand

The Lily of the Valley

I wrote this in my 20s in the Apartheid era as a tribute to the many people we lost.

During this time our home and our church were invaded by the Special Branch while we were holding meetings. Our phone was tapped, and at work I received a scare call from the Wit Wolf that a bomb was placed in our legal offices. And yet my anti-apartheid involvement was very light-touch and perfectly legal! Heady days indeed.

Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=abDQ6Y4jrnM

One Life (Brian Peters)

It's so hard to touch a life
And it's so hard to feel
To know that this is right
And this is what is real
And when one life goes out
Nothing's changed, nothing's new
It's your point-of-view
You know it could have been you

There's no meaning except to know
That this is what we give
No sense to what we've lost
Except to know we live
And when one life goes out
Something changes within
It's a tragedy
I guess it could have been me

And I'm thinking about Robert 
And I'm thinking about Ruth
And I'm thinking about Albert 
And I'm thinking about Rick
And I'm thinking about Stephen 
And I'm thinking about Neil 
And I'm thinking about David 
And I'm thinking about Chris 

And I'm thinking about Matthew 
And I'm thinking about Fort
And I'm thinking about Hector 
And I'm thinking about Saul
And I'm thinking about Dulcie 
And I'm thinking about Johnny 
And I'm thinking about Solomon 
And I'm thinking about Sipho

And when one life goes out
Something changes within
It's a tragedy

One Life

Everything is enhanced when Janine is around.

Voice, vocal melody, words and flat felting image: Janine Levinson https://soundcloud.com/janinelevinson

Music and instruments: Jonathan Beckenstein

is there an ever blooming flower?
is there an ever open rose?
is there an ever present lover?
well maybe it could happen
who knows

is there an ever thumping mattress?
are there forever open legs?
is there eternal love and happiness?
well maybe it could happen
maybe it could happen

once in a while
go out the open window
and fall into the cold
go out the open window

am I the ever open flower
with petals ever in your nose?
and neurons ever more to fire?
well maybe it could happen
maybe it could happen

An Open Window (with Janine Levinson)

I always loved this track - and in a world that seems increasingly like a disaster movie with the combination of Covid-19, Trump and the George Floyd protests, the track resonated even more. 

I changed the lyrics in the last verse from "Hand out the arms and ammo, we're going to blast our way through here" to "Lock up your arms and ammo, we're gonna march our way through here". There's enough violence and chaos in the world. Democracy moves when we are able to be heard. Stay safe out there.

SOMETHING IN THE AIR
Thunderclap Newman
Words and Music by John Keen

Call out the instigators
Because there's something in the air
We've got to get together sooner or later
Because the revolution's here, and you know it's right

And you know that it's right
We have got to get it together
We have got to get it together now

Lock up the streets and houses
Because there's something in the air
We've got to get together sooner or later
Because the revolution's here, and you know it's right

And you know that it's right
We have got to get it together
We have got to get it together now

Lock up your arms and ammo
We're gonna march our way through here
We've got to get together sooner or later
Because the revolution's here, and you know it's right

And you know that it's right
We have got to get it together
We have got to get it together now

Something In The Air (Thunderclap Newman Cover)

We Almost Beat The Rain - An original song

Racial hatred is present in EVERY COUNTRY.
Racial hatred is as old as the world...
"You don't look like me, you don't talk like me, you don't believe like me, you're not the same colour as me" so... I'm destroying you.
We all have that racist spark in us. Anyone who says "I'm not racist" is a liar.
Only and from all sides, learn LOVE, PEACE and RESPECT. Maybe we can save ourselves from this cancer that is eating away at all of us.

I think of you who suffer from this scourge.

-LOVE - PEACE - RESPECT-

INQUEST

ALFONSO LLORENTE : ACOUSTIC GUITAR

My tribute to all the bees in the world; let them live in peace!

BEES  (Alfonso Llorente)

Flock Of Zombies! - The Beginning Of The Festival
https://soundcloud.com/jcs-807293158/flock-of-zombies-the-beginning-of-the-festival

Zombie Hunter's Grief IMAGE ALBUM
https://www.amazon.com/Zombie-Hunters-Grief-IMAGE-ALBUM/dp/B0912B56C5/

amazon

Zombie Hunter's Grief

I always got my blues second hand. By that I mean by artists that studied the old blues guys and developed their own blues. So I went back and looked at Robert Johnson and picked "Kind Hearted Woman Blues" and wrote my own lyrics to it. This turned out to be a lot harder than I had imagined. Not a good finger picker made this a big challenge and took me some time to be proficient enough (just enough) to record.
It's somewhat raw, but I tried to honor Mr. Johnson as best I could. Hope you enjoy.
My version relates to homelessness.
The picture is from Newsweek.

Lyrics:
Never met dad, wasn’t there, he wasn’t there when I was born.
	Never met him.
Heard he left my mom, when she needed him most.	That’s when he left her
Momma worked three jobs 
Just to make ends meet.	Yes she did.

Have a little sister, a little sister, haven’t seen her in 15 years.
	And that’s a long time.
Always think about her, but she lives too far to visit. Oh I miss her so.
Heard she’s married with two kids.
Hope her husband treats her well.  Yes I do.

<Chorus>
Been down on my luck, since the day I was born. I’ve had it tough.
I’ve been down on my luck, since the day I was born. The very first day
Chicken soup to warm my heart,
A shot of whiskey soothes my mind.  Yes it does.

Work the streets all day, for some change to get me by. Work all day.
People walk right by, never even bother with me, like I’m an invisible man.
Make due with what I have,
Every day is just another day.  Same old thing.

Life in the streets, mostly by myself, can be a lonley and scary place.	Oh yes it can.
I do what I want, noone to order me around, telling me what to do.
Good days and bad days,
Wouldn’t have it any other way.  No sir no.

<Chorus>

Outro:
Sometimes I wish I’d done better, and made a different life.
	Maybe done better.
But then I realize, this is where I belong. This is my place.
Should you pass me by.
Help out and stay to chat, or at least say hello.  Please do.

Chick Soup and a Shot of Whiskey

Chicken Soup and a Shot of Whiskey

Beeston Marina

Do It ~ 2020

Welcome to a strange invisible summer
watch the music video to this track on https://youtu.be/SpjD7ZpqgGI

all music and film written and produced by Jim manser
june 2020
A nu-clear records production

Invisible Summer [watch the music video on you-tube]

Thank god for a beautiful new day!

Paroles 

On a pas l'air beau à voir
On est pas rasé 
Mal coiffé. 
On s'est battu contre les vents
Ne vous faites plus de mauvais sang. 

C'est dans les creux et le brouillard 
Qu'on est le mieux face au hasard. 
Et même si la mer nous emporte 
On sera sur le pont et peu importe. 

On rentre au port 
On a bossé toute la nuit 
On est crevé 
Mal fagoté 
On rentre au port. 
On rentre au port 

Sur la terre ferme on se sent mal 
Ce mal de mer qui nous rattrape 
C'est dans nos gènes 
C'est pas ton genre 
Alors pourquoi virer de bord ?

Demain le large je quitte le Port. 
Pour un autre port. 
C'est dans nos gènes 
C'est pas ton genre
Alors pourquoi vire tu de bord ? 

On rentre au port 
On a bossé toute la nuit 
On est crevé 
Mal fagoté 
On rentre au port. 
On rentre au port

Au port

Au Port

While The Dark Queen held court as stated before, this man walks into her court. She is baffled As this Man is brought to the throne... She recognizes him!! He attempts to remind her who he really is. She Knows this man. But he never knew her at All. He only Knew her as a muse to him always in the shadows ..The Dark Queen turns sad and cold..  She turns away for a moment with a slight tear in her eye. Remembering the Past..... Stay tuned to be continued!!!!

Track 4: From the soon  to be released  in August Tales From The Dark Queen

Never Knew Me

Freedom / Paploviante 2020
Lyrics and Vocals:  www.Ghosthack.de

„I’m like freedom  Walk a lot
I can be kind  But sometimes 
I can fight  Don't be afraid to be near
 I'm always here boy I'm always here 
And despite everything that can happen to us 
I will still try to be freedom at last“

Music and Bass Paploviante 2020

Freedom - Paploviante

work in progress - just a fun of playing ;-) enJoy ...I'm not the guy on the photo by fran hogan / Unsplash

talking in tounges - harmonica &  jaw harp attack

Buy Sell Tomorrows, single by Per Bronco Karlsson 2020.

For me, this song is about the climate crisis. How will humanity act on constant economic growth?

Buy Sell Tomorrows

SIRENS

Electricity

Hello friends. this is my new track I hope that you should like... It's heard better with headphones
this hint is a project almost forgotten... that some friends have encouraged me to finish....Thank you very much to..Paco..https://soundcloud.com/sonido-reflexivo.......Biel...https://soundcloud.com/bieltoni........... Max..https://soundcloud.com/synthgrinder-1                    
I also wanted to pay tribute to those who have suffered the most in these dark days... Health workers and our Grandparents...For me they are HEROES
(F Mixolydian)

HEROES

Composition and piano Eric Dartel, https://soundcloud.com/ericdartel
Vocal, and vocalcomposition, photo: Oddrun Eikli
double bass: Philippe Noharet
and drums: Alexandre Esperet.
Poem: To the Bluebell
by Emily Brontë (30 July 1818 – 19 December 1848)

Sacred watcher, wave thy bells!
Fair hill flower and woodland child!
Dear to me in deep green dells—
Dearest on the mountains wild.

Bluebell, even as all divine
I have seen my darling shine—
Bluebell, even as wan and frail
I have seen my darling fail—
Thou hast found a voice for me,
And soothing words are breathed by thee.

Thus they murmur, “Summer's sun
Warms me till my life is done.
Would I rather choose to die
Under winter's ruthless sky?

“Glad I bloom and calm I fade;
Weeping twilight dews my bed;
Mourner, mourner, dry thy tears—
Sorrow comes with lengthened years!”

To The Bluebell. Eric Dartel and Oddrun Eikli. Bass: Philippe Noharet, Drums: Alexandre Esperet

https://soundcloud.com/monicadockery
https://soundcloud.com/moodymo


Summertime [feat. Monica Dockery + MoodyMo]

I've been busy working with a band. But I will post something really soon. 
This is a great music community that supports  and encourages others. I urge you to do the same for your fellow artists.
I thank everybody for your precious time.  It means a lot to me.
If you have a moment or two, listen to some tracks, leave a message  and please repost if you like. After all, music is meant to be heard.  Thank you for dropping in.

All the nickels and dimes I make on my songs will go to children charities (tbd).  Thank you for your support.

I love listening to tracks on SC and will certainly repost, but I only repost what I actually listen to.
Influences or artists I simply really like.
Jeff Beck, David Gilmore, Johnny Winter, Rory Gallagher, Adrian Belew, Mark Farner, SRV, Hendrix, Steve Vai, and the list goes on.

Chicken Soup and a Shot of Whiskey

John Carusone