Ladat’s Support Apr’25 vol.1

Seq85     Delicate And Spectacular   77  Strings  Piano

Morning Breeze - Robert Grigg & Combstead

Lyrics 

I walk away but I look right back 
How can I not when you look like that?

Looking at your back and I’m staring looking at your hair. Trying to remember everything before I blink 

There’s this thing about you, 
Can’t quite put my finger on it and I don’t think I would like to

Cause it’s you, 
it’s all of you, 
cause it’s you 
it’s all of you, 

I’m quiet. Your shy. 
We’re so scared of each other and I don’t know why
I never met someone that’s so damn kind. 
And I don’t want to call you mine, 
because I don’t deserve something this nice.

There’s this thing about you, 
Can’t quite put my finger on it and I don’t think I would like to

Cause it’s you, 
it’s all of you, 
cause it’s you 
it’s all of you, 

There’s this thing about you, 
Can’t quite put my finger on it and I don’t think I would like to

Cause it’s you 
I love of all of you 
Cause it’s you
I love all of you

All of you

https://www.youtube.com/@KateSuttonMusic

Bird on the wing

(K Sutton R Murphy)

My heart beats with yours, falling in love with you. Moondust fills up the sky. My heart beats with yours.

Now there’s no worries between you and I, now that I’m walking away. I feel as free as a bird on the wing, on this winter’s day.

My life will unfold, that much I know is true. Starlight shines through the gloom. My heart beats with yours.

Now that those cold winds have all blown away, now that new flowers have bloomed. I feel I’m flowing away from that pain, chasing a brand-new day.

Sometimes we know, and sometimes we dream, and sometimes we never escape. All that we ask is a key to the door. a back door that leads far away!

Now there’s no worries between you and I, now that I’m walking away. I feel as free as a bird on the wing, on this winter’s day. 

Copyright PizarroMusic 2025.
KateSuttonSinger YouTube
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2LRJd3JnE9g

Bird on the wing.

Enjoy the music video:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ixPj9zwcTlk

Artist Comments:

I am beside myself with joy to honour the memory of my high school bestie Dan Wayne Dunlop (October 4, 1957 – November 17, 2012), by re-recording, producing and publishing his original song "Young Love".  Dan and I first met in junior high school and became the best of friends in high school.  We were bad, had tons of fun and jammed together often for many years.  Known by many names, Dan, Big Mouth or the Baron of Barrie, he loved the Barrie, Ontario community and its people. He felt at home in Barrie and even recorded a song, an ode to his adopted City of Barrie.  Dan, as an entertainer extraordinaire, was best known for hosting the comedy skit-based TV show "Big Mouth" winning a Rogers Television Award in 2005 as best on-air personality.  Dan, AKA "FastManDan," wrote "Young Love" in the late 1970s. He recorded it on a cassette player using a drum machine, his guitar, and, of course, his vocals. My AI attempt to revive the recording from my cassette copy didn't work out, so I decided to re-record the song. The great thing is I couldn't be more pleased with the results, and I hope you enjoy it as much as I do!  In many ways, Dan was my mentor.  I admired and took inspiration from his independent nature, courage, talent and outstanding determination.  A born comedian and later a cartoonist, singer, songwriter, guitarist, Impressionist, puppeteer, exotic pet handler, film producer, radio talk show host, cameraman and film editor,  Dan was one dynamite entertainer and a hilarious prankster!  Just as important was his good nature and big heart.  Dan truly cared about the well-being of others and was not afraid to show you that side of himself.  Dan influenced and affected many people's lives, and all are grateful to have known this man. I miss him very much and crack a smile whenever I think of the good times we had together.  As much as a man can love a man, I loved Dan – rest in peace, my great friend and brother!  Wow, is it not the coolest thing knowing that your spirit has a voice through this great tune of yours?

The Song: 

 "Young Love", with its catchy pop/dreamy groove, delves into that classic middle-age crisis that fosters a man's conflicting desire for younger women. 

About this track:

Song: Young Love
Lyrics: Dan Wayne Dunlop, AKA Fastmandan & Thomas Patton AKA TomCattt
Recorded at TJP Entertainment North York, Ontario and Pezmosis Music Productions Oak Ridges, Ontario
Mixed and Mastered: Mark Pezzelato at Pezmosis Music Productions Oak Ridges, Ontario https://www.pezmosis.com/
Production and Engineering: Mark Pezzelato
Lead and Harmony Vocals: Thomas Patton
Keyboard: Thomas Patton
Alto Saxophone: Thomas Patton 
                            : Selmer SAS711B
                            : Vandoren Jumbo Java A55
                            : Legere American Cut 2.25
Bass Guitar: Bernie Serrao
Electric Guitar: Nick Kellie
                           https://www.youtube.com/nickkellie
                           https://losangelesguitarist.wixsite.com/nickkellie
                           https://www.facebook.com/nickkellie/                           
Drums: Mark Pezzelato
                          https://www.pezmosis.com/
Album Cover: Thomas Patton
Photography: Thomas Patton
Copyright: 1182165

Cattt Man Do

Young Love

Stream On Applemusic

6 a.m. on a March day, when the air is "freezin' cold" and a "new season's begun" - these lines capture that brief moment of change. Words like "winter" and "spring," paired with the echoing refrain "But where is my sun?" hint at both a promise of warmth and an elusive light that remains just out of reach.

The lines leave a gentle mystery—a pause that invites reflection. The repeated question softly lingers, suggesting both anticipation and a search for a light that may yet be undefined, without spelling out exactly what that light should be.

Musically, the song is carried by a warm piano and a deep, dark male voice. It unfolds slowly while maintaining a memorable, steady rhythm. The melody and the iconic refrain work together as an understated challenge—a quiet invitation to explore the balance between the expected and the unknown.

Where is my Sun?

Lyrics 

I’m watching you
You are so cute
Your smile seductive 
Turns me on
Your body so desirable
I’m on fire
But you don't care

I’m on fire
But you don't care

Your eyes so stealing
Brighten my mind
Your smile takes 
My breath away
I am lost in 
My dreams of you
But you don't care

I’m on fire
But you don't care

Production notes

AI was used for this project

But You Don't Care

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Simple After All

This is a track from the upcoming collaborative album with the incredible spacewave artist Pashang 爬上! You can find his stuff and our album here: https://pashang.bandcamp.com/

Pashang 爬上 and Stranded Alien - Marsupial

Short, sharp, punchy punk-edged toe-tapping rock. Enjoy...

I’m the art. I’m the heart. With every step, I break apart
From catwalks to streets, I roamed. A body inked in a world unknown

Latex noir, my rebel guide. Captured moments, no compromise
In a fish tank, I lose my head. To catch the perfect shot, I’ve bled

Like every brushstroke, bold and bright, I dive into the dark, take flight
I get higher than I thought, then I rise again. Then I rise again
 
A string snaps, lovers break. In every move, I recreate
In every move, I recreate. In every move, I recreate
I’m the art, I’m the heart with my recreation
 
Chew on my dreams, swallow my thrill. Painting trees, bending my will
Fashion’s calling, take control. With my friends, we’re on a roll
 
I’m the art, I’m the heart. With every step, I break apart
Latex noir, my rebel guide. Captured moments, no compromise
Keep me reinvented

Electric Canvas

Goodbye Libertà

when did the wind blow

🎤 Why I wrote this song

"Life’s a Mess (But We Love It)" was born in the middle of chaos.Not the cinematic kind. The real, raw, slightly stupid kind.

Sleepless nights. Half-finished thoughts. Conversations that ended weird. Too many tabs open – in my brain and my browser. I was trying to get everything right and failing gloriously.

But then something clicked:Maybe the goal isn’t to clean up the mess.Maybe it’s to dance through it.

This song is for every version of myself that thought “I need to fix everything” – and for the version that finally said: "Nah. I’ll just make something beautiful out of it."

It’s a love letter to the cracks, the wrong turns, and the late-night breakdowns that still somehow brought me here.

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#britpop  #tameimpalatypebeat  #NothingButThieves #IndieAnthem #RockWithHeart  
#SadButLoud #spotify  #shorts #spotifyartist #spotifyplaylist #spotifymusic

Life’s a Mess (But We Love It)

Life’s a Mess (But We Love It) // NEW RELEASE (11th April 2025)

Red...
Our cross is red.
Our crescent, red.
The broken flag
hung from power lines
is red.
The bullets that passed beside
my brother’s head
They chose red.

Red...
The sky when drones descend,
The soil where mothers end,
The blood that dries before we scream,
The god that watched,
and left the dream.

Red...
My mother’s eyes,
searching for the face of God
as the next beast roars
she finds red.
Red...
The soldiers stay awake to watch
the fires bloom where children crouch.
They mark the roofs, they count the dead
then close their eyes
and dream in red.
Red...
The moon above the wreckage
of our sound,
too proud to die quietly
bleeds red.

Red...
The schools they shelled at dawn’s first light,
The tents that burned all through the night.
The babies swaddled next to flame
their blankets red, their skin the same.
Red...
The dust that chokes the broken air,
The limbs they count, then leave right there.
The prayers unsaid, the graves unread
Gaza writes its psalms in red.

Red...
The sky when drones descend,
The soil where mothers end,
The blood that dries before we scream,
The god that watched,
and left the dream.

Gazan Psalm (Red)

Held Back

"GREY" delves deep into the shadows of depression, transforming personal struggles into a powerful rock anthem. With haunting melodies and raw lyricism, the track paints a stark portrait of a world drained of color, resonating with anyone who has faced life's challenges. The gritty guitar riffs and pounding drums amplify the sense of despair.

GREY

Left Unsaid

Treading i'm treading with no chart to mind,
Slipping i'm slipping, each twist redefined,
Shifting i'm shifting, a fresh pulse awakes,
A course unspooled as wonder overtakes.

Unmoor, unmoor, [unmoor]
Cast off that stale decor, [let it go]
Drift into margins unexplored, [off we soar]
Unmoor, unmoor. 

Turning I'm turning, I continue to roam,
Thinking I'm Thinking, it's a novel tome,
Leaving I'm Leaving, tedium grown stale,
We are seekers, unmoored, unmoored to sail.

Unmoor, unmoor, [unmoor]
Cast off that stale decor, [let it go]
Drift into margins unexplored, [off we soar]
Unmoor, unmoor. 

cc @monolithically "ooh a oooh"

Unmoor

Groove to this softer song. I played the bass

Light me up

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8yo6trY4Vyw
Translation above

Voix : miorcos https://soundcloud.com/patrice-mary06

Champ magnétique

Pour que nous nous rencontrions
Nous avons traversé la mer
Des solitudes où nous traînions
Perdus sur des radeaux amers

Combien avons-nous patienté
Pour voir éclore en nous ce jour ?
Nous en garderons le secret
Comme un témoin de notre amour.

Mais nous fûmes au rendez-vous,
Juste avant de devenir fous,
Quand est né le champ magnétique
Entre nos corps encor pudiques.

Dans le coussin de nos aimants,
Nous nous sommes tant rapprochés
Qu’avec douceur, puis violemment,
On a fini par se coller.

Et ce fut l’explosion de joie
Dans le silence d’un baiser.
Nos mains se sont mises à sculpter
L’âme d’un paradis sans voix.

Élégamment s’enfuit la Terre…
Et, bafouant l’apesanteur
Nous avons rejoint le mystère
Du temps libéré de ses heures.

Myckaël Marcovic, 20 octobre 2015.

Approximate translation :

Magnetic field

For us to meet
We crossed the sea
Solitudes where we hung out
Lost on bitter rafts

How long have we waited
To see us bloom on this day?
We’ll keep it a secret
As a witness to our love.

But we made the appointment,
Right before I went crazy,
When the magnetic field was born
Between our modest bodies.

In the cushion of our magnets,
We got so close
That with sweetness, then violently,
We ended up sticking together.

And it was the explosion of joy
In the silence of a kiss.
Our hands began to sculpt
The soul of a voiceless paradise.

Elegantly flees Earth…
And, slapping the weightlessness
We have joined the mystery
Time freed from his hours.

Myckaël Marcovic, 20 October 2015.

Champ magnétique (feat. Miorcos)

Ladat, born Ladislav Tesar, is Litomerice (Czech republic) native, body and soul, who writes and composes his music in Chatel-St-Denis, Switzerland. Ladat is not a band in the true sense of the word, but rather a musical project that emerged in 2019 as an escape from reality, because things go better with music.

Ladat's musical odyssey defies conventional labels and freely blends elements of rock, folk, country, and jazz into a rich and genre-bending style that invites listeners to explore the diverse spectrum of influences that shape his emotional and diverse compositions.
As an experienced composer and lyricist, Ladat weaves stories that deeply resonate with audiences and offers a captivating and immersive musical experience, where each song is an expression of boundless passion, creativity, and an unapologetic celebration of musical diversity.

Since 2021, Ladat has been collaborating freely with the Slovenian A7 Recording Studio and musicians around guitarist and drummer Blaž Pavšič, such as Uroš Mohorič (guitar), Gregor Alič aka Hanson or Peter Beznec (bass), and singers Anton Premec, Kristina Jelić, Maja Štebih, Hana Pavšič or Oliver Neff aka Titanic Jack.