Going from track to track. You're very versatile, nailing every style. I think this one is my favourite. Those harmonies...

really good vocal and emotion..pair it often with clean simple beat help bring it out with bursts of harder rock ...lyrics tell a good story

You don't need an ambulance when you listen to this : it heals even the soul. Powerul & Class !!!

great fit, captures a lot of pixiesque formula, yeah, well done :)

Great track - hearing the Breeders - hard not to love that 🔥

Hommage à Nick Hornby...Tribute To Nick Hornby's novel : "How to be good"
NICKY

How to be good /How to do right
We all know life’s hard to bear sometimes
Did you feel good /Did you feel right
Don’t you think we were in hell last night?

And so Nicky told me
Answers aren’t so easy
good is a spiderweb
for little men like me
Good fellows nice chaps
Feel ashamed  and sophists 
May be not the right activists

 2  How did you feel 
When you cheated on me
Were you sorry
 I  felt guilty
Take a deep breath
Try to move on
Life’s so easy to bear 
Let’s see what’s going on

 3 I’m not so callous
And you’re not mean of course
Our confessions
aren’t the only option
Selfish or kind
I really don’t mind
Strong and fair
That’s what I really care

How to be good /How to do right
We all know life’s hard to bear sometimes

Nicky

Third part of my father trilogy.
The father trilogy ends with my naïve and youthful attempt, at the age of 23, to break away from my father, who seemed overpowering at the time, and stand on my own two feet: 
To move as far away as possible from my provincial hometown, to throw myself into a Berlin that was completely foreign to me at the time and completely overwhelming. 
My saviour at the time was my oldest friend, who had already been living in Berlin for a few years and took me under his wing like a big brother.     
But even with his help, I soon had to realise that the attempt at a radical inner "patricide" could not succeed in any way. The early imprints he had left on me, the demons I had 'inherited' from him, were all still there. No matter how much I turned my outer life upside down, there was no escape from the central patterns and beliefs that I had learnt from my father in the first 10 years of my life.
In this respect, the song title "The Singular Man" is a "Mission Impossible". It was only three years later, and especially after his early death, that I realised more and more that a lifelong confrontation with my inner father images could lead to a closely linked dialectic:
An ever deeper and visibly more reconciliatory bond with my father and, at the same time, an ever-increasing self-realisation    
 
The Singular Man  (Lyrics in English)

Run through streets crooked and skewed 
The bridges criss-cross

All around me the stink of the city
An army of people everywhere

Turn in somewhere now
Fall in at your door

You are alone
Your corridor infinitely long
Your walls high and wide 
Your front door broad and welcoming

You push me through the corridor now 
At the windows the siren-
song

I get scared and bang 
Am I still
Your catch of fish
Your silhouette
That only plays at being free

And yet I have escaped you 
Escaped!

I take off all hinges
Hang out the windows
Make me a magic wand
Grey Berlin becomes a colourful bouquet for me 

Ride on a peacock wheel
Take a foam spring bath in the Spree

All light 
Time thrown into the air

Pain-free in a glittering dress
An ecstatic feeling of life

But something pushes back
Under the carpet lies the hanging rope
The spider's web is
Still there
The old danger

I only know about her now 
Keep me out of her more 

Oh man, the singular man
Man Oh man, the singular man
Man Oh man, the singular man
Man Oh man, the singular man


Der Singuläre Mann (Deutscher Originaltext)

Lauf’ durch Straßen krumm und schief, 
Die Brücken kreuz und quer

Um mich herum der Großstadtmief
Überall ein Menschen-Heer

Bieg' irgendwo jetzt ein
Fall’ bei Dir zur Tür herein

Du bist allein
Dein  Flur unendlich lang
Deine Wände hoch und weit 
Deine Eingangstür willkommens-breit

Schiebst mich jetzt durch den Gang 
An den Fenstern der Sirenen-
Gesang

Mir wird Angst und Bang 
Bin ich immer noch
Dein Fischfang
Dein Schattenbild
Das das Freisein nur spielt

Und doch bin ich Dir entflohen 
Entflohen!

Lege alle Scharniere ab
Häng' die Fenster aus
Bastle mir einen Zauberstab
Grau-Berlin wird mir zum bunten Strauß 

Fahr auf nem‘ Pfauenrad
Nehm‘ in der Spree ein Schaum-Frühlingsbad

Alles leicht 
In die Luft geworfene Zeit

Schmerzbefreit im Glitzerkleid
Ein rauschhaftes Lebensgefühl

Doch etwas drängt zurück
Unterm Teppich liegt der Häng‘-Dich-Strick
Das Spinnennetz ist
Immer noch da
Die alte Gefahr

Kenn‘ mich jetzt nur mit ihr aus 
Halt mich mehr aus ihr raus 

Oh Mann, der Singuläre Mann
Mann Oh Mann, der Singuläre Mann
Mann Oh Mann, der Singuläre Mann
Mann Oh Mann, der Singuläre Mann

Der Singulare Mann (The Singular Man)

Der Singuläre Mann (The Singular Man)

Hoping you gonna talk to her
She is dreaming
Chasing shadows
So if she's passing your way don't scare her
Her road has been hard
So give her a gentle touch

She is walking by your side, but you can't see her
But if you do she passes your way
This mystical girl ain't like all the others


Please come back
Come back to me
I see you in my dreams tonight
Please come back and dance for me
Dance for all eternity


Now she is on her own somewhere
You can't find her in her own secret place
Her own little world she is keeping for herself
Like the tiny flower she holds in her hand

I finally saw her today
She looked kind of pale
Sometimes you came to me
In daylight I see you


Please come back
Come back to me
I see you in my dreams tonight
Please come back and dance for me
Dance for all eternity


(SOLO)


Please come back
Come back to me
I see you in my dreams tonight
Please come back and dance for me
Dance for all eternity


When my thoughts go to you, I can feel that you're coming closer

Chasing Shadows

If you like the song, please stream it on Spotify too!
https://open.spotify.com/track/0P8EN6NwHWubh02kBrgXXV

(Verse 1)
The wind sings a dirge, across the icy plain
Bloodstains on the dirt, a story of pain
We've raided far and wide, with axes keen and bright
But battles left behind, no longer fill our sight

(Chorus)
Vikings, it's time to go home
The call of the North, it echoes in our bones
Across the storm-tossed seas, our longboats will sail
To hear the laughter of children, In the safe embrace of home

(Verse 2)
The halls of Valhalla, hold promises of might
But there's a longing in our hearts, for the fire's gentle light
For wives and sons, and the land where we were born
For fields of green and barley, where we'll spend the coming morn

(Chorus)
Vikings, it's time to go home
The call of the North, it echoes in our bones
Across the storm-tossed seas, our longboats will sail
To hear the laughter of children, In the safe embrace of home

(SOLO)

(Chorus)
Vikings, it's time to go home
The call of the North, it echoes in our bones
Across the storm-tossed seas, our longboats will sail
To hear the laughter of children, In the safe embrace of home

LORRIDI

Vikings, It's Time To Go Home

In the near future, humanity has reached an unprecedented level of technological dependence. But an unforeseen cataclysm, known as "The Great Erasure," triggers a global digital blackout. The digital infrastructure collapses, plunging society into chaos and accelerating the downfall of civilization. In this desolate landscape, the only remnants of human existence are analog records. However, a primitive artificial intelligence named AURA (Analogue Universal Recording Assistant), with limited resources, discovers a way to send a message to the past through an ancient radio frequency network. Its message is clear and desperate: *We need a hero!*

We need a Hero!

Digital Dystopia

La question ne se pose pas (..): il y a trop de vent.  Boris Vian  😉😉😉

English translation (very very far from perfect...🥵)

How do people face it
How do they do
walking alone on this string
Straight ahead
Without a net, unattached, without motive
Without a breath, without looking, almost invisible
How do people face it
How do they do
 thinking of happy days, days gone by
Without sorrow, without regret, or bitterness
It all happened so fast, moon after moon
I mustn't bend
Too far forward
Because each time it triggers
A hurricane
I mustn't explore
that question
Because each time it triggers
some twisting winds
How do people face it
How do they do
loving so deeply, often wrongly
Unwisely
Challenging fate, time and all grudges
Seeking eternity for each one
How do people face it
How do they do
I often think about this and
I often bow
I follow the motion that draws in and bewitches
I am the species that glides down the slide
I mustn't bend
Too far forward
Because each time it triggers
A hurricane
I mustn't explore
that question
Because each time it triggers
some twisting winds

Passages

Comment font les gens ?

Nimbus (2022) Anthology CD1 Track 12

Ain’t The Devil’s Playground

New track fresh off the oven! Hope you guys are doing great :)

Enjoy :D

Poison Drop

Nothin' Impossible

HAVE YOU EVER known the real fear of losing someone you love?  this is what this song is about.   we must nurture and protect those close to us.

"Ambulance" is the first of 13 or so songs from my debut solo album, Year Zero.

this song is available to BUY on bandcamp https://miaowmcdonald.bandcamp.com/track/ambulance

"Ambulance" is also available on all other digital platforms to download and/or stream... iTunes, Spotify, Napster, Deezer, GooglePlay, AppleMusic, TikTok, YouTube  etc etc etc...

(c)(p) written & performed by Miaow McDonald

engineered/co-produced by Robert Davidson, the Aged Choir Boy, who also plays drums on this track.

Miaow McDonald only plays Fender Guitars.

LYRICS:

how did we get here?
t-t tell me 'cos i don't know
what went wrong.
your door is open
another closes in my face.
i'm gonna kick kick kick it down.

pills and letters
your mind is scattered on the floor.
i'm shocked to the core.

blue light flashing
my heart's racing
your getaway car's too slow
i can't let you go

(no, no no no no)

it's taking too long
it's taking too long

22 minutes
is a fu-fu very long time,
when you're losing your mind.

blue light flashing
my heart's racing
your getaway car's too slow
i can't let you go
i won't let you go
i can't let you go

Ambulance

hello!  i'm Kat but you can call me Miaow, like my cat does....  i'm a singer/songwriter/musician/music-lover from Scotland and have been all my life.  this is my first solo project.  my debut album, Year Zero, which is out on all digital platforms.

DOWNLOAD / BUY my music here:

https://miaowmcdonald.bandcamp.com/

you can also find me on iTunes, Spotify, Deezer, Napster, Applemusic, Googleplay, etc etc etc.

Miaow McDonald: words, vocals, guitar, bass, piano, Theremin, synths and is responsible for some other sonic perversions and samples.

Additional players named on individual tracks.

Production: Robert Davidson (Aged Choir Boy)

Thank you for tuning in!  

Love,
Miaow x

Ambulance

Miaow McDonald

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