When You Wake In The Morning

Indie rock with a 80’s/90’s vibe …

Start (How did you know ) written Oct 2023 

I’ll start from the beginning 
I was surrounded by love 
And it all became too much 
When I Stood on the cusp 
Of adulthood 
I can see it was never enough 

You had no support but you still remained
The most positive person I’ve ever seen constrained 

How did you know 
I’d hide if love took control
How did you know 
It would all take it’s toll 

You stopped me in my tracks 
I had never felt such a force 
It told me I should reason 
With my darkest thoughts 
Because in the light 
Is where life is taught 

You had no support but you still remained
The most innocent person I’ve seen restrained  
 
How did you know 
I’d hide if love takes control
How did you know 
It would all take it’s toll

Start

See also: 
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/intl-de/album/0bREnowKOP8TeEFgWd0MWe?si=1TSN2KDZTLu3LRi1pxYHYA
Youtube (with Scores): https://youtu.be/OEr_OsCbRMg

This laid back song takes its course without many surprises, just like a afternoon where you have nothing specific to do. Your mind wanders around from here to there, not really resting on a specific topic but without haste thinking about this and that.

Compositionwise: Most of the song plays with a delay of an eigth beat between the left and the right hand. Typically, the right hand follows the left hand thus creating a relaxed and laid back feeling. However, at times, the delay when playing shifted quarter beats in the left and right, leads to the music sounding more agitated though both hands have actually relatively slow metrums. (e.g. @ 0.35 or @ 1:20). The main motive arrives three times in the song in different variations with a relatively long (@ 1:10-@ 2:40) middle part that touches on  prelude-like as well as song-like elements. 

The track has been recorded on a Roland FP-90 and mastered in Cubase relatively puristically by just adding  reverb and fiddling a bit with the EQ. I currently find that other effects such as Compressor or Stereo Enhancer do not necessarily improve the sound. But might change that opinion again when I gain more experience ... :-)
The picture was created with Stable Diffusion.

Silent Tuesday (Solo Piano)

A song about a long-distance relationship.

MAYBE SOMEDAY (c) JunkHeap Jan 26 2024

She loves him, he loves her.
Living far away from one another due to circumstance.
Occasions where they meet and their love blossoms.
The hardest time is being apart when you so want to see them.

She doesn't have the money, he's flat broke.
Travel seldom happens, but they won't flow apart.
So they speak through their phones;
work hard for the next time when they can hold each other, 
so, so close,
lost in the moment.

Their love it makes them work so much harder,
to live together and share their worlds.
Maybe someday, but not today.
 
The crescendo building 
near Iguazu Falls in Argentina,
that's where he wants to say the words to her.

She dreams of the quiet of an old growth forest in BC, 
let the trees share their wisdom, 
while they stare in each others eyes.
She's not going to lie, she melts when he looks deep.

Br.

Maybe someday.
Sippin’ hot chocolate on a train going to nowhere, 
holding hands...
Sleeping in on a rainy day, making sure not to plan anything, 
so difficult these days.
Their hearts feel, and they can dream.  
It'll happen where they can both meet, and be together,
be together, forever.
Maybe someday.

Their love it makes them work so much harder,
to live together and share their worlds.
Maybe someday, but not today.

uh, uh, uh ohh...

outro.

Maybe Someday

The Scorpio

comin’ over
to my place tonight
dressed in clover
whets my appetite

i want to know
the afterglow

slide on over
i’ll take it at the light
black bulldozer
tailin’ us tonight

i feel the flow
the undertow

cold turkey
no way
i’ll get there
someday

now it’s over
turnin’ out the light
bruised all over
exiting stage right

i feel the flow
the vertigo
and now you know
the scorpio

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Thanks to Janine Levinson, Cheesemont Paisley-Paisley, and Wheelwright for consultations various.

Image by Hassan Sherif via Unsplash

The Scorpio

The Answer my friend, is blowing' in the bed

fiberglass

Lay Lady Lay (Bob Dylan Cover )

Lyrics & Vocals: Razzi
Music,Mix and Production: dj baubau

    Razzi - Follow The Dark
        https://soundcloud.com/robbie-rocker/follow-the-dark
    Razzi soundcloud:
        https://soundcloud.com/robbie-rocker

Follow the dark, light is not pure
Its absurd, a cure deterring many kills from the hurt
Distilled and working, a systematic decline
You resign from the time your eyes become blind
To the senseless connotations that your mental reflects
Until you speak the latin language with a poor mans respect
Its all a game, nothing is real
Not even the social definition of love that you feel

I appeal to you and try to make a solid case
You follow pace, deface the mask, deny the rape
A matter of fact the dim shadows form your soul
You've got no control as to where your energy goes
Energy flows lava anger let it explode
And corrode the lines their feeding from your head to your toes
Like a puppet they love it making you jump
Until you feel like nothing more than a waste of your lungs
Now you don't breathe let it all go
Suffocate breathe air is no more

I'm in your mind

My core is dead the spark inside cannot persist
I exist only to witness the sense of this bliss
Dismissed as a failure, done, a bitter shit
A heart ripped, let go slip
More am I more I can know your thoughts
Before you know them and expose them
Making me distraught

Lonely defies hurt, the pain is no more
The key to my love lies in dust heart sore
Blame the fact that I'm filled with emotions displaced
I've abandoned all this hope for the cycles to change

Razzi & dj baubau - Follow The Dark Rmx

'your addiction' 

Scratch Kelly: beats, production, photography
Scotty: lyrics, vocals, guitars 

I loom in the subconscious of your mind.
I won't reveal myself until it's time.
Assume you're well until I come to find
your weakness. Then your ass is fucking mine.
And once I get my filthy hands on you,
you'll have no idea of the things that you will do
to get me into your blood, and when I'm through,
you'll crave my love and I'll be stuck with you. 

Finding it hard to live without my love?
Finding it hard to cope without my love?
Finding it hard to kick your need for my love?
You're stuck, babe, I'm your addiction. 

Consumed by the evils in your mind.
You're ruined by the fecal memories you find.
Your wounds that you can't forget or leave behind.
Resume with your need for my love until you die. 

Finding it hard to live without my love?
Finding it hard to cope without my love?
Finding it hard to kick your need for my love?
You're stuck, babe, I'm your addiction.

your addiction (with Scratch Kelly)

This is a favorite song of a friend of mine, so thought I'd do this for him. we had a conversation about the way it ended and my thought is that the one that was being left behind asked for Boots, as a way of saying "These boots are made for walking' because its quite obvious the one who is leaving isn't going to miss the one she or he, is saying basically 'good bye ' Anyway this is my humble version of this song and I thank you for the listen and any comment if you choose to leave one. Ya'll take care of one another and yourself .

Spanish Boots of Spanish Leather -Dylan Cover - 6:27:24, 12.51 AM

Cast of Characters:
xian3-- @xian3 – Christian -- vocals and lyrics
Holger Engel—bass, seed idea
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- electric piano, synth
mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark-- electric piano
Llanpsych-- @llanpsych -- mix, and production
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)-- @josh-clary-1 – guitar and four-string fretless bass
 
This song began with Christian's friend Holger Engel coming up with a melodic bass line and sharing it with him to use as a seed stem for a project. Having collaborated successfully with him before, Christian thought of Josh and decided to pass it along to him to see what he could build with it. Josh was excited to work on another of Holger's creations. His bass line was in a high octave on the instrument, so Josh added a similar, complimentary bass line on the low octave to give it some heft. He invited Ken onto the project, and after doing their little rhythm section give and take, Ken laid down some powerful, yet tasteful drums. Mark was brought in next, and added some very fitting, wonderfully melodic electric piano, which he added in the choruses. Josh also asked JJ to add some electric piano to the verses and synth to the whole thing, which he did in a very mind-bending syncopated way. Josh then added some guitar to the high end to thicken things up a bit.
  We then sent the finished product back to Christian to add his thoughtful, inspired lyrics and signature vocals to his song. This is what Christian had to say about how the lyrics came about. 
  "[Being an avid reader], I came along the sentence, 'We write and make art to show our wounds to the world,' reading an interview with Paul Auster (1947-2024). He died earlier this year, yet his novels are legendary. There was talk about creativity, manifoldness and what the personality consists of. 
  "I can’t remember where that interview was and basically I wrote the lyrics around this sentence attributed to him. 
  "I quote another writer, Goethe (1749-1832), with a famous quotation from "Faust,“ 'Two souls, Alas, housed in my breast...' That points in the right thematic direction in my opinion.
For sure the lyrics also contain other layers of meanings, much more personal…
I am also happy about the title of the song 'We Are Many'. I think Tez came up with it. I was unsure for very long, what’s the name of that song… :)"
  After we had it in the bag, we asked mix-master Tez to produce and mix it, so what you hear is also his creative vision for the project. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.
 
Original "We Are Many" lyrics by Xian:


1
To me it seems very obviously
That my I is not a unity
Rather a bunch of personalities
I got a problem with multiplicities


ref
We write and make „art“ 
To show our wounds to the world
We write and make „art“ …


2
I am no self-contained identity
Cut off by other possibilities
No border guards set up at the boundary
Enforce the claim to exclusivity


ref
We write and make „art“ 
To show our wounds to the world
We write and make „art“…
„I“ writes and makes „art“
To heal the wounds of the heart


3
„Two souls, alas, housed in my breast…“
We hope, that if we do confess
To get rid of this fallacy
And collect the splits of personality


ref
We write and make „art“ 
To show our wounds to the world
I write and make „art“
To heal the wounds of my heart


out
There is
A consolation in round things
There is
A consolation in round things 
A consolation in round things
Oh, ohh,
„I“, „I“,
Oh…

We Are Many (Xian 3 and Eclectic Collective)

Experiment number 5

A laboratory with an open bar and floating altar. Come on in! 

Here are various solo and collaborative projects - songs, soundscapes, live looped solo guitar improvisations. 

This project used to be called "imaginary friends", but it became too real for that name, as did many of you.

I hope you enjoy something you find here. Do feel free to be in touch, you never know what might happen.  

I also invite you to attend @hypnopompetus, a duo project with the illustrious Cheesemont Paisley-Paisley https://soundcloud.com/sel-sync, and Fictive Sisters, a transatlantic band with  the incomparable Wheelwright https://fictivesisters.bandcamp.com/album/immaculate-distraction.

The Scorpio

Jonathan Beckenstein