Hello, I present to you my new composition, I am a big fan of the Star Wars world, and discovered the series The Mandalorian, I really liked the musical theme of the series and I wanted to remake it in my own way, in hoping you like it and that Ludwig Göransson won't mind ;)
Good listening

Alexndre

The Mandalorian Theme | Powerful & Motivational epic Music | A Ludwig Göransson Cover

This is one of my all time favourite songs.
Summertime was an "Aria" composed by George Gershwin for the 1935 Opera Porgy and Bess. They lyrics were written by Du Bose Heyward. The song is also co- credited to Ira Gershwin
I added some strings but thatks to jazzbacks for the wonderful backing.

Summertime     ( George Gershwin cover)

Rain, Rain.

Video: https://youtu.be/DKZ1hkMe9s8
The soul tree

Far out, lonely in the barren space
stands an ancient willow tree
still from the heathen times,
gnarled and wrinkled, split and hollow.
No one cuts it, no one dares
to pass by, when it is no longer day,
no bird sings to it in the dry branches,
rustling only the east and west haunt it;
but when in the evening the shadows darken,
you hear it like buzzing and whispering.
And if you approach the willow at midnight,
you'll see it guarded by gray children:
On all branches they crouch close,
Lisping and whispering and not moving.
These are the little souls who far and wide
Had to die before the baptism consecrated them:
In the coffin lies the little body,
The little soul may not enter the kingdom of heaven.
And always new ones, - do you see it? -
In silent flight flit to it.
There they sit now the whole year
Like a sleepy flock of owls.
But Christmas, when the snow lies all around
and over the countries the Christ Child flies,
then it stirs, it chats, it laughs,
Our little buggies have woken up!
They peek out, who sees what, who?
Yes, of course, the Christ Child is coming!
With his bright sky shine
He flies right in between them:
"Little people, now I am here - do you believe in me?
do you believe in me?" They shout: "Yes!"
There it nods with its dear face
and hugs the poor and is not shy.
Then he claps his hands, wraps his arm around the next one
around the next one - upward the swarm buzzes
after him and high above forest and meadow
straight on its way to paradise.

Ferdinand Avenarius (1856 - 1923), Ferdinand Ernst Albert Avenarius

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Der Seelchenbaum

Weit draußen, einsam im öden Raum
steht ein uralter Weidenbaum
noch aus den Heidenzeiten wohl,
verknorrt und verrunzelt, gespalten und hohl.
Keiner schneidet ihn, keiner wagt
vorüberzugehn, wenn's nicht mehr tagt,
kein Vogel singt ihm im dürren Geäst,
raschelnd nur spukt drin der Ost und West;
doch wenn am Abend die Schatten düstern,
hörst du's wie Sumsen darin und Flüstern.
Und nahst du der Weide um Mitternacht,
siehst sie von grauen Kindlein bewacht:
Auf allen Ästen hocken sie dicht,
lispeln und wispeln und rühren sich nicht.
Das sind die Seelchen, die weit und breit
sterben gemußt, eh' die Tauf' sie geweiht:
Im Särglein liegt die kleine Leich',
nicht darf das Seelchen ins Himmelreich.
Und immer neue, - siehst es du? -
in leisem Fluge huschen dazu.
Da sitzen sie nun das ganze Jahr
wie eine verschlafene Käuzchenschar.
Doch Weihnachts, wenn der Schnee rings liegt
und über die Länder das Christkind fliegt,
dann regt sich's, pludert sich's, plaudert, lacht,
ei, sind unsre Käuzlein da aufgewacht!
Sie lugen aus, wer sieht was, wer?
Ja freilich kommt das Christkind her!
Mit seinem helllichten Himmelsschein
fliegt's mitten zwischen sie hinein:
"Ihr kleines Volk, nun bin ich da -
glaubt ihr an mich?" Sie rufen: "Ja!"
Da nickt's mit seinem lieben Gesicht
und herzt die Armen und ziert sich nicht.
Dann klatscht's in die Hände, schlingt den Arm
ums nächste - aufwärts schwirrt der Schwarm
ihm nach und hoch ob Wald und Wies'
ganz graden Weges ins Paradies.

Ferdinand Avenarius (1856 - 1923), Ferdinand Ernst Albert Avenarius

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Bon Voyage Santa Claus

23/12/22 17:33
Phone recording of an improv pastiche from earlier today. Meant sincerely. 

They made me look like I'm a monster 
They made me out to be a fool
They made it seem like I'm a moron 
Selfish and uncool
They said I am a danger
When I'm harmless as a dove
And you got to ask yourself 
Where's the love?
They said that I'm a liar
They implied I was insane 
They took me off the airwaves 
Said I couldn't catch the plane 
They said that I'm a danger 
When I'm harmless as a dove 
And you got to ask yourself 
Where's the love?
Be wise as a serpent 
And discern what is true 
If you don't defend other lovers
They'll soon be coming for you
They made us all out to be monsters
Made us look like we are fools
Made it seem like we are morons
Selfish and uncool
They said we are a danger
When we're harmless as a dove
And you got to ask yourself 
Where's the love?
And you got to ask yourself 
Where's the love?
And you got to take the hate
And give back love!



Give Back Love (Improv)

.... based on my own vocal drone + crazy delay, real clarinette and wind controller strings - all played and programmend by me, just to mention ;-) Have fun with my "oriental" phantasies :-D .... photo: "Tassili du Hoggar, Guezzam, Algeria" by Azzedine Rouichi

psychedelic desert dream

We'll Never Grow Old

“Now, let me tell y’all something when the fiddle’s playin’ and the neon’s glowin’, age don’t matter one bit. Doesn’t matter if you’re twenty-one or sixty-one, if the boots fit, you better hit that dance floor.
This next song is about forgettin’ the numbers, forgettin’ the rules, and just cuttin’ loose with the one who makes you smile. So kick off those shoes, lace up those boots, and let’s make this bar our dance floor.
This one’s called ‘Kick Off Those Shoes.’”


Kick Off Those Shoes

Buck Ramble — When the Money Ain’t Never Over

Found in dusty reels marked “Goodnight Trail Sessions,” these are the long-lost recordings of Buck Ramble — the saloon singer turned silver-screen storyteller who lived long enough to see cowhands become celebrities.

Every track is a campfire sermon in rhythm: part truth, part tall tale.
He sings about lawmen, outlaws, faith, denial, women, whiskey, and the strange mercy of knowing too much.
By the time the record closes with the title track, Buck’s world has shifted from trail dust to camera lights — but the heart’s still out there under the same sky.

Restored by Volant Records (All Worlds Reserved®).

Genre: Frontier Folk / Western Blues / Spoken Americana

“Stories are cheaper than bullets — but hit just the same.”

When the Money Ain’t Never Over

An Angel From Heaven

Musicians
 Stephen Peragallo electric and classical guitar
 Paul Buono guitar/mandolin
 Dr.Daniel Lewis steel guitar/dobro
 Jim Cabral piano/keyboard
 Jim Hadley bass
 Joe Hadley drums
 Gudula Urban cello
 Brain Silber violin/viola
Josh McAlexander vocals / acoustic guitar / harmonica

Background vocals
 Amy Hamm
 Annette Bednez
 Jim Hadley
 Jim Cabral
 Paul Buono

Produced by; Paul Buono and Jim Cabral
Song / traditional

Will The Circle Be Unbroken

Thanks for visiting my page. All original and traditional tracks are downloadable. God Bless