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Hello friends of electronic music,

I present to you my new complete full set production "Unterwerk". I had a lot of fun in the studio and tried to fully express my creative ideas and energy, with different machines and synths. I hope you enjoy my new techno set. best wishes, your Andrew LeTo

Unterwerk

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.   Featuring Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Harmonica solo. Fender Electric Bass. Roland Synthesizer Bass. Gibson L5 Electric Guitar Rhythm. Organ B3 Rhythm. Trap drum kit full set. Percussion Zildjan 22' Ride & Crash Cymbal. Tambourine, Cowbell.

Bourbon Street

Wail on

Wail On

DISTRACTIONS ALL AROUND (G. Di Nunno)

Feel the pull of more routine and all that must be done
With little left to feed the self, a grinding down that tires
Hours fly then disappear; I watch the good times run
A struggle to make the moves, while tangled in the briars.

All seems rushing onward
Trips without directions

Went down to the river's edge to gather up my thoughts
To take apart and sort them out, then put them back once more
Back to life a list to-do and let the bad things rot
I'll make peace with choices made, disguises I once wore.

Past no longer haunting
That's not where I'm going.

Distractions all around
A pent-up feeling grips
As dreaded days approach
Anxiety at play.

Toss around and write it out with something left behind
Own it as I've lived this span, reveal these mountains climbed.

Answers soothe the raw nerve
Calming waves around me.

All thought explains the ways
Found peace with what I've done
And tamed the rattled mind
That brings me here today.

So moving from this point
I'll learn by saying no
Without an ounce of guilt
My life and time my own.

All lyrics, composition and performance by Gino Di Nunno
Copyright 2024.

#7. Distractions All Around

Performed & Mixed by @the-dj-real Australia 2024
Inspired by "Slavic Soul" written by Fuse. Get a copy at ghostsmachine.bigcartel.com remixed beats from luke peters and doz with scratch & rap by the-dj-real

LYRICS

A trip on Robert 
that's my  Bike. 
Holds my backpack and me
My camera charged to snap graffiti.

On the Balkan rail tracks
Like a ninja
snapping pics
back to back

I endured, my rights of passage
Got hustled by gypsies, vagabonds
Selling candlesticks,
"Please?"

"Okay!"
The crooked smiles 
on their faces tell a thousand stories
Possession rights?
Poorly

Turn up at the designated meeting spot.
Put out the kick stand on Robert 
its three o clock
My local contact shows,
after some graffiti banter,
These trains will become aerosol art, (you) "black book bencher"
Dope!

But he had to hurry, I said what, "what do you do
When you don't chose colours for this situation in this concrete zoo?".
He replied, 
"I'm the director of an accounting firm", 
I rubbed my hand on my forehead, listened up and learned.

[CHORUS] 
They never taught you
it’s a battle
Every day 
to stay true

Coz they'll find you
Put their terms in your face 
to get what you need just to stay 
alive every day
   
Indemnity  clauses  
keep coming my way
Do they even relate? 
I'm already a slave

I agree with no pause, 
I agree to the clause.
All rights removed 
of course.

[Verse 2]
I left my Slavic friend, 
Heaven's spot, what a sight
Packed up my cannon cans 
Our burners back to back they were tight.

Took the track through town
For bakery Börek discounts
Grab some extra for the Bosnian 
track workers around

Last trip to the workers hut 
Down at the rail yard,  time long forgot.
Extended arm with a sledge hammer 
For 40 years of living tough.

Hey Aussie Boi, you try to beat Jasmin 
in an arm wrestle? 
I didn't dare say, ain't that a women's name, 
while he poured the kettle.

He went about 
to make Turkish coffee for me , 
twice boiled water in a rusty pot 
hummed a tune, cigarette in his teeth

Then he told me 
that his house is built on unlicensed land, 
But at the time of the build,
it was different.

[CHORUS] 
They never taught you
it’s a battle
Every day 
to stay true

Coz they'll find you
Put their terms in your face 
to get what you need just to stay 
alive every day
   
Indemnity  clauses  
keep coming my way
Do they even relate? 
I'm already a slave

I agree with no pause, 
I agree to the clause.
All rights removed 
of course.

[Verse 3]
As the sun set and I left, leaving steel factories, 
smoke stacks and hard demeanour men.
There native words met with my blank look, 
as my foreign presence was misunderstood

It's their town, and their way, 
I brought colour and reason
The battles with justice, 
is their battle for freedom
Wise from the terms 
that saw hardship ensue
But blessed 
with the son of Fuse.

[CHORUS] 
They never taught you
it’s a battle
Every day 
to stay true

Coz they'll find you
Put their terms in your face 
to get what you need just to stay 
alive every day
   
Indemnity  clauses  
keep coming my way
Do they even relate? 
I'm already a slave

I agree with no pause, 
I agree to the clause.
All rights removed 
of course.

Slavic Soul

Nightmares vs. the breakfast

We define our mornings by what we eat or don't eat.
And the bad dreams of last night are now in the past, 
we come to our senses.

What are dreams made out of?
Is everything really just a memory?

Nightmares versus the breakfast.
The fighting this morning was terrible.

There is a place I keep going back to in my dreams.
But in the morning, I don't remember where it is.

Are dreams a sign of some desire?
Or is it just a collage of memories?

Nightmares versus the breakfast.
I'd rather not mention Mr. Freud.

We live between dreams and dreams.
And it seems we can't choose our dreams.

Perhaps as we get older, the dreams we have change?
Perhaps death is a dream that goes on forever.

Which do you like better, good or bad dreams?
The reality may be even worse.

Nightmares versus the breakfast.
The fighting this morning was terrible.

Nightmare versus Breakfast.
I'd rather not mention Mr. Freud.

Nightmares vs. the breakfast

GOING BACK

L’ amicizia di un tempo 




In un tempo passato, con Luca a ridere,
Segreti condivisi, senza temere.
Ma il silenzio ora cala, un'ombra sottile,
L'amicizia vacilla, un cambio fragile.


Belluno l'ha chiamato, per lavoro è partito,
Tra dubbi e distanza, il nostro legame è ferito.


Luca, amico mio, in questo nuovo cammino,
Tra le montagne di Belluno, troverai il tuo destino.
Se la vita metterà a posto ogni cosa,
Ci ritroveremo, come un tempo, senza più tregua.


Il sorriso ora a stento, sul suo volto è dipinto,
Negatività e dubbi, nel cuore son fitti.
La distanza necessaria, forse, per guarire,
E un giorno, chissà, ci rivedremo a sorridere.


Belluno lo ha accolto, tra le sue braccia forti,
Ma l'amicizia non si spegne, anche se ora è distante.


Luca, amico mio, in questo nuovo cammino,
Tra le montagne di Belluno, troverai il tuo destino.
Se la vita metterà a posto ogni cosa,
Ci ritroveremo, come un tempo, senza più tregua.


Forse il tempo è il rimedio, per le ferite del cuore,
E quando avrai sistemato ogni parte del tuo decoro,
Risaliremo insieme le scalinate del ricordo,
Ridendo di nuovo, senza più l'ombra del rimpianto.


Luca, amico mio, in questo nuovo cammino,
Tra le montagne di Belluno, troverai il tuo destino.
Se la vita metterà a posto ogni cosa,
Ci ritroveremo, come un tempo, senza più tregua.


E così il tempo trascorre, tra distanza e memoria,
L'amicizia resiliente, attende la sua vittoria.
Luca, sorridi di nuovo, quando sarà il momento,
E noi, amici di sempre, vivremo di nuovo il nostro tempo.

L'amicizia di un tempo.

GreenSky

You've just bought a brand new sofa, and you’re excited to get it into your living room. But, of course, there’s a problem—the doorway is too small. The sofa, which seemed perfectly manageable in the showroom, now seems far too large for the opening. No matter how you twist, turn, or shift the thing, it stubbornly resists your efforts. It’s as though the sofa has been designed by some malevolent mathematician who delights in your struggle to move it through that impossible threshold.

Gerver's sofa

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9M56t0UoW5M

Aloneness To Oneness Vinyl Mixtape 1 Januar 2025

A lively celebration is a celebration that is full of energy, activity, and enthusiasm. Lively celebrations can involve dancing, laughing, and cheering.
Out on 14th February release day. on @hypecue

Buy on Beatport

Lively Celebration - ( Hypecue )

I'm exactly who you think I am
but i am not afraid 
your mercy never ends

Certainty...you have saved my soul
Certainty...you have loved me more
and when time opens the door
heaven is home

mistakes won't tear me apart
so i lift my voice my soul and my heart
that you will be there

Lift my voice to the Lord
Lift my voice to the Lord

I'll find everything i'm looking for
heaven is home

Certainty of Heaven

bird and gold

eversence (prod. sir gnz*)

Axon Highway

This wonderful song is my favorite and my life itself. I have been listening to this song since I was a high school boy when I began to play the guitar and sing a song. And anytime ,especially in this difficult time,when I feel I’m down , I say to myself “ Don’t look back in anger, at least not today” I always play and sing it with great respect to NOEL !

Don't Look Back In Anger - Oasis (acoustic cover)

A͓̽K͓̽A͓̽I͓̽ F͓̽O͓̽R͓̽C͓̽E͓̽

GOING BACK

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