It was a time when downtempo was called Slow....spécial Thanks to Stepa.K for her a cappella….

SHADOW.   Feat Stepa.K

Recording of a performance in South Beach Miami

Live From South Beach Miami

Gotta have a cuppa in the morning. Sometimes the second one is in a to-go cup for the road.

(This tune is downloadable.)

I compose in MIDI, using Logic Pro and sound libraries from EastWest.

© 2024 Rebecca Williams All rights reserved.

Morning Coffee To Go

This is an old song that was orginally called 'Flowers in Your Head'  begun in the late 70s by my dad and his friend. He completed it in the 90s and recorded it with a local band (we can't fully remember it). Having not come up with much myself lately,  I was inspired again when remembering how much I liked this, so I re-wrote it again with some different words,  and probably ruined it. 
Melody by Rob Benson (Verse, Chorus) and The Cobbled Moth (Middle 8, or whatever its called). Lyrics by The Cobbled Moth, and Hoppo (who wrote the first verse and part of second).

Cooler is slang for jail. The Song of Songs is worth a study. Beno of LCR FM is in there and the Azerbaijan link. 

Phone recording 24.12.24. 

When I'm feeling lonely and my life is dead and I feel so useless that my face is red 
And I know I can't get away 
The cooler's in my head 
The coolers in my head, the cooler's in my head no no no no oh
Well I turn the radio way down low DJ D says not to go
Back to Stockholm yeah I'm alone just like they said 
The coolers in my head, cooler in my head no no no no oh
You're locked up in a teacup
Diagnoses all wrong 
Bad domain, rage in vain
For lost Song of Songs
Even though you fled
The coolers in your head cooler in your head wo oh oh oh
Where we met was Persia but the north turned red, later left turned right
The same families led 
And I know I can't get away the coolers in my head 
The coolers in my head, cooler in my head No no no no oh 
Cooler in my head, Cooler in my head oh oh oh 




The Cooler's in my Head (collaboration)

Live in Munich .. opening for .. Willy de Ville  !

Music   (git.voc.)  Hubert Stytz
Lyrics   Pee Gee

I was waiting for the midnight-show
In a place called  "The Spanish Rose"
I thought that s the way I like it
Let the red vine flow
As the curtain opened slowly
The lights were dimmed down low
The main attraction of the evening
Let the tension grow
She appeared like an avenging angel
With a bright but deadly smile
If looks could kill I would have died
Unable to move for a while

She left me behind in a fever
Tempting but out of reach
Like a " Joie De Vivre"
With a bitter taste in it

She danced the best flamenco
I had ever seen before
When her dress accidentally touched me
I was ready to ask for more
She moved like a heavenly creature
A hot bit of stepdance encore
When her skirt accidentally touched mie
I was ready to beg for more

She left me behind in a fever-  My Spanish Rose !
Like a "Joie De Vivre"
With a touch of flamenco flair
She left me behind in a fever. My Spanish Rose !
My Spanish Rose !

01 Spanish Rose                  Stytz/Pee Gee

This is an open invitation for a collab, this track is open for downloads. All producers, mixologist, DJ, and Musician are welcome to test their skills and artistry. The file is submitted "as is", add what you want to complete it, or simply sample parts. If you use it, please link back to this page. Message me here with a link to your production and I will repost... Enjoy fam!
To all producers you have my permission and authorization to use it as your own. I have published this as royalty free. You can monetize or do whatever you want with it. All proceeds are yours to keep. Everyone is welcome to participate.
All I ask is vocal credit, my name is: Ian Greaves aka (IPG1)Peace!
Enjoy Fam!

Close Circle—I’m Keeping Score--------Lyrics

(Verse1)
Altered time cycles,—
Will we ever be whole again 
why so many different Bibles? 
It’s a battle for the soul, till the end 
one unit, sect, —-culture, tribe 
so many distractions,—- let’s pretend
that time was on our side 
same message, same word, being resend 
Over and over again

stay truth to who you are,———                      
It’s gotten you this far

(Chorus1)
To the very end,—-to the very end
We learn and educate,—-from what’s been done before 
let’s empty the cup,—-before trying to fill it with more 
there’s no way to stop,—-who is the source that pours 
where does it come from? Who’s keeping score?
Maybe we won one, 
who kept the faith, is it love or hate? 
No wait, don’t answer —the mystery can wait
drink up, another knowledge, cup, 
keep up,—-if you believe, 
learn, retain, retrieve 
always the same message 
you’ve learned everything they wanted you to know 
why is the cup so empty?——why is the cup so empty?

(Verse2)
Search for more knowledge—- tempt me, ——but I need what I want. 
Where can the answers to the questions be?
The right question to prompt
cups fill, or empty ——another sip, lesson learned 
mind occupied——- close circle 
we learn what you taught us
But I have to know more, the desire, burns, 
don’t know what’s needed but I certainly want more
Give me a different drink please, because I’m keeping score
——I’m keeping score —————
——I’m keeping score ——I’m keeping score

(Chorus)——phone vox
To the very end, 
We learn and educate, from what’s been done before 
let’s empty the cup, before trying to fill it with more 
there’s no way to stop who is the source that pours 
where does it come from?——Who’s keeping score?
Maybe we won one, 
who kept the faith, is it love or hate? 
No wait, we done won —the mystery can wait 
drink up, another knowledge, cup, 
keep up if you believe, learn, retain retrieve 
always the same message 
you’ve learned everything they wanted you to know 
why is the cup so empty?—-why is the cup so empty?
why is the cup so empty?—-why is the cup so empty?

——I’m keeping score ——I’m keeping score —I’m keeping score
——I’m keeping score ——I’m keeping score —I’m keeping score

stay truth to who you are,———                      
It’s gotten you this far

(Chorus1)
We learn and educate…
Extra: why is the cup so empty?

(Verse2)

I'm Keeping Score Vocals 92 BPM

For generations of Ukrainians, invaders have coveted the Donbas and failed to keep it.  The protagonist here is a teenager, fully aware of lost youth and clear as to his cause.  
Music and lyrics by Chris Curtis
Vocals and instruments:  Chris Curtis
Production:  Chris Curtis
Cover design:  Michael Sellers

We heard them coming; it was just before dawn
We sent them running; it didn’t take long

I saw those soldiers charge through that field
My great grandpa knows how this feels 

	Yeah, this is the same land we defended back then
	Yeah, the steppes of Donbas will be freed again

Blood, smoke, and iron share the same smell
We just get used to the fragrance of hell

My sister’s been blind since she was 13
Those F-16’s are her Dancing Queens

	Yeah, we’re not playing no video game
	Yeah, grab some ammo and tell me your name

		Then you’ll see what we say
		We’ll have peace one fine day

Back in the woods where grandpapa died
Is a rusted old Panzer with some bones inside

I killed my first soldier only last Tuesday
They cross that border we make them pay

	Yeah, see the world through my gun scope	
	Yeah, check it out, it’s our best hope

DONBAS

A Night In Heidelberg * Instrumental

So close to Robert is inspired by a lack of inspiration, a virtual Jupiter 8 synth, nostalgic ’80s procrastination, The Human League, a virtual Pianoteq, Paul McCartney, Bernard Edwards, a virtual vocoder, David Bowie, The Cure’s synthpop era, and the absence of the JX3P synth… But all of that is quite futile, so let’s dance.

So close to Robert est inspiré par le manque d’inspiration, un synthé Jupiter 8 virtuel, la procrastination nostalgique des 80s, The Human League, un Pianoteq virtuel, Paul McCartney, Bernard Erwards, un vocoder virtuel, David Bowie, The Cure - période Synthpop, l’absence du synthé JX3P… Mais tout cela est bien futile, alors dansons. 

🎙️ Verse 1
I’ve lost my way, I miss 
The sound of my old JX3P 
It’s been so long making 
My brand new virtual synth ring out
⸻
🎙️ Verse 2
I’ve lost my soul, my mind 
I’ve broken my voice, my guitar
It’s been so long making 
My brand new virtual guitar cry out
⸻
🎶 Chorus
So close to Robert, I hear a noise, I can’t hear notes 
So close to Robert, What will I do now? 
So close to Robert, I’ve got no choice, it’s out of date 
So close to Robert, What will I buy now?
⸻
🎙️ Verse 3
I’ve lost my quest for dreaming
Melodies like Paul McCartney 
It’s been so boring making 
My brand new virtual composer play
⸻
🎙️ Verse 4
I’ve lost my love, my friends 
Perception of reality 
It’s been so hard making 
My brand new virtual robot respond

So close to Robert

Sad Songs are for Sad Days

Un Grand Merci à Cyril pour le partage de cette magnifique musique de film, très inspirante où j'ai pris beaucoup de plaisir à écrire le texte :)

Musique / Arrangements / Mixage / Mastering / Basse : Cyril MENDEZ https://soundcloud.com/canm
Paroles / Chant: Steph OUNA
Vignette : Lena

© Cyril MENDEZ / Steph OUNA 2019, All Rights Reserved.

Le Livreur (Collaboration avec Cyril MENDEZ)

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