Name: Theramin by Kevin Strohmenger
Duration: 3 min 3 s
Description: Pretty old track, you might need to turn up the volume a little :P

Fourth track on the LOTS OF LOVE EP
Listen on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/7Iru7fW6UOkIsCBWgoKx10?si=5_3AZ0R4SNyBsRqUno6W5g
Buy on Bandcamp:  https://thebackbeatconspiracy.bandcamp.com/album/lots-of-love
Watch live video on Youtube: https://youtu.be/MCdY2uUJdTw

Recorded live at Gamla Tingshuset, Östersund 2015
Mixed by Jens Joel Evaldsson
Mastered by Per-Olof Göransson

LOTS OF LOVE

Too Good To Be True - Live

If the pillows could talk, there would be no more secrets on earth. Me, I prefer that the pillows are silent because certain confessions must remain for their sole owners. I dedicate this melody to Madame Hérivale de La Fontaine who inspired me with her poem '' L’Oreiller ''.
                …  
L’Oreiller 

Tu es toujours près de moi,  
Depuis ma tendre enfance. 
Et c'est comme une évidence,  
De te garder sous mon toit. 
Ma tête le soir sur toi, 
Vient se poser sans méfiance.
 Quelquefois mes peines immenses, 
T'inondent de leur émois.   

Passe passe passe les tourments.  
Passe passe passe les amants.
 Passe passe passe les sentiments,
 Mais tu restes toujours bienveillant   

Que serait ma vie sans toi ?
Un long chemin sans jouissance. 
Instrument de mon aisance, 
Quand je m'endors avec toi,  
Mon sommeil est sans effroi.  
Mon oreiller quand j'y pense, 
Tu me permets l'insouciance. 
En toi, chaque nuit je me noie. 
 
Passe passe passe les tourments.  
Passe passe passe les amants. 
Passe passe passe les sentiments,
 Mais tu restes toujours bienveillant.

   	                                   Hérivale de La Fontaine.
https://www.poeme-france.com/auteur/herival-de-la-fontaine/

L'oreiller

All Instruments By Martin Reed,
Produced By Martin Reed.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p3w_s-CGsMI&lc=Ugx4l7bwgZqERswKTP54AaABAg

The Tree Of Life (From a certain point of view) - OFFICIAL VIDEO

‘CAMINHO’
Cap. I 

  1
Apaga o cigarro no cinzeiro de bronze, aparafusando, desaparafusando. Levanta-se com cuidado para não afugentar o silêncio. Compõe as costelas. Desce as escadas que vão ficando para trás. A máquina de lavar a roupa em rotação. Dirige-se para a porta de saída. Encosta-se á porta para dar a volta á chave.

'PATH'
Chapter I

  1
Put out the cigarette in the bronze ashtray, screwing, unscrewing. He gets up carefully so as not to chase away the silence. Make up the ribs. Go down the stairs that are left behind. The washing machine in rotation. He heads for the exit door. Lean against the door to turn the key around.

Caminho - Cap. 1 - 1 (text in portuguese and english in description)

Pretty old track, you might need to turn up the volume a little :P

Theramin

Kings of Manguareo Present:
El Manguareo by Three Owls 
Music by: Régulo Tortolero and Dick Vestdijk (https://soundcloud.com/oorlab)
Lyrics by: Mark J Bennett 

Three Owls:
Régulo Tortolero: Bateria, Bajo, Cuatro, Maracas, Clave
Dick Vestdijk: Piano, Slide Guitar
Mark J Bennett: Lyrics and Lead and Backing Vocals
Recorded at NoHum Studio, El Limón - Venezuela and Oorlab Studio, Amersfoort - Netherlands, May 2018 and December 2019 and Edinburgh, UK January 2020.
Mixed by: R.T.
©® NoHum Records 2020 
All Rights Reserved

My very good friend Régulo (AKA https://soundcloud.com/kings-of-manguareo) in Venezuela asked me to write a lyric about 'El Manguareo', which means prevarication. I am very happy that he liked it as I was a bit nervous writing and singing in a very different genre. 
Photo of San Sebastian de La Gomera by Douglas Corrance (used with kind permission)

El Manguareo

Why would you do today, 
When you can put off ’til tomorrow?
You think that I’m being lazy, 
I’ve got all day, You’re just crazy
So why all the hurry,
Why do you scurry 
Around all the time?
This ain’t lethargy,
It’s my kind of energy

They call me 
‘El Manguareo’,
A sight to see
‘El Manguareo’

So what if I look rough?
My beard ain’t hurting anybody.  
Where is my need to put on a show,
When I’ve got nowhere at all to go?
Give me the incentive
I’ll be inventive,
Bang right on time.
Some motivation,
I’ll race to the station    

‘El Manguareo’

Why would you do today, 
When you can put off ’til tomorrow?
You think that I’m being lazy, 
I’ve got all day, You’re just crazy
So why all the hurry,
Why do you scurry 
Around all the time?
This ain’t lethargy,
It’s my kind of energy

Vocalese outro...

El Manguareo by Three Owls

Inspired by M. John Harrison's Course of the Heart and the film A Dark Song.

First comes the rose and then the salt lines
I'll speak an angel's name; Raphael, Gabriel, Michael and Uriel
Asteraceae compositae, lay a bed of tree bark
A rose cross concealed, lay a leaf on a ram's horn

Next the carved rhymes which lead to a pause
From the darkness to the light
What was silent now is sound

Slowly light a ring of eight white candles
Hand clap to each point
Cinnamon on the floor, that sweet money spice
Relight the palo santo
Cast out with smoke
Cast out by command

Silence the conscious mind's derisive monologue of doubt
All the while keep breathing
What was hidden has been found

Hermeticon

"Gens du nuage
Nous qui voyageons
Envers et contre tout
Sur tous les écrans
De la planète
Le rejet le mépris
Le rejet le mépris

Pourtant nous sommes
Les gens du nuage
Gens qui voyagent
Nous qui planons
Allons-nous mourir
Par accoutumance
Au génome jamais séquencé
Génome jamais séquencé 

Gens du nuage
Ceux qui voyagent
Avec nos mauvaises fréquentations
Retournés à vos taudis
Depuis trop longtemps
Avec nos mauvaises fréquentations
Aux nouvelles nationales écoute
Un chien volé retrouvé mort
Je ne sais pas pour vous
Mais je crois que retourne me coucher
C'est trop dark

Gens du nuage gens 
qui voyagent avec 
nos mauvaises fréquentations
Allons-nous mourir
Par coïncidence
Au génome jamais séquencé
Génome jamais séquencé 
...extraits"

DanleMiel - janv.21 - freestyling it!

AUX GENS DU NUAGE

Lyrics;
At the moment
I'm sitting in my car
Across the street
From where I know you are
My mind's a blank
I don't know how to feel
With you in there
As I sit behind the wheel
I shouldn't be here
Staggered and nonplussed
Might take a while
For my heart to adjust
Not for a moment
Did I dream you'd lose my trust
At the moment
There is nothing I can say
Should I go home
Pack my things and go away
Or wait right here
Till you walk out the door
You'll know it's over
Don't want to see you anymore
You shouldn't be here
Our love forever crushed
What could have been
Just a dream that turned to dust
Not for a moment
Did I think you'd lose my trust

Trust

The Power

Love will tear my tears away

Been making music since I was a kid (tracks towards the bottom date as far back as 2002). I like to mess around with many different styles and moods. I play the piano, trumpet, drums, and a few other instruments. Always down for collaborations & trying to improve.

4/26/2018 Update: I've had less time this year unfortunately, but I am still active and will follow back/respond to messages/check out your new releases etc.; just not as quickly as I used to.  Thanks for stopping by!

Like/Repost/Follow & thanks for dropping by :)
KStroSEO@gmail.com

Theramin

Kevin Strohmenger

Recent comments

KΩJI

Related tracks