Mix for Lillithe  23.07.23

LET'S TAKE A MOMENT TO THINK ABOUT WHAT IS IMPORTANT ... REALLY !!! IF THEY TAKEN EVERYTHING FROM US ... WHAT WOULD WE WANT MORE THAN ANY OTHER THING ?! IF EACH OF US DID THIS THOUGHT MAYBE THE WORLD WOULD BE A BETTER PLACE ?? I DON'T KNOW ... LET'S TRY

A LOOK AT THE WORLD

Produced by Jimmy Nik https://soundcloud.com/james-l-more
Josh Dylan Peters on Drums  https://soundcloud.com/jdylanp 
Jimmy Nik on bass, lead guitar, vocals 
Darren Sullivan on rhythm guitar, lead vocals and songwriter.

This is the 10th track off the new Littoral Drift Album streaming now. Go check it out when you have a chance.

Check out the video:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ET0FDjSks2M
Lyrics:

Hey little lamb won’t you come to stay
Watch out for the rugged men today
They’ve come to try and change your way
Won’t you see the light before too late
Stay on the honest path please don’t you stray
Honest I raised you I say

Love your smile
All the while
Wherever  
You are found
Remember me freely when you need me even when I’m underground

I love you more than money could corrupt
Don’t worry I’m safe on the sand
I took what we had tired and bankrupt
Straight and narrow to the promised land
The sun’s setting now and I must go attend
To the little lambs the best I can

Underground

STRANGER MUSIC

SUPREME 6 IS THE SUPERHEROINE OF THE FUTURE, TRAVEL IN PEOPLE'S DREAMS TO MAKE THEM HAPPY, THIS IS HER SUPERPOWER...HUMANITY HOPE TO MEET HER EVERY NIGHT...HOPE WE NEED IT!!

SUPREME 6

Leo Andina https://soundcloud.com/parampara : Voice and Choir.
Rodolfo Planes @rplanes  :  Drums, Bass, Sinth, Guitar solo and Mix.
Pichy Sotomayor: A Guitar, E Guitar and Master.

Original Song ©2023 Andina/Planes/Sotomayor

Estás entre nosotros

Escucho tu canción volando en el viento
Tu melodía está sonando por dentro
Tu corazón hoy late muy fuerte en el tiempo
Sé que estas aquí, te veo y te siento

Y te comienzo a recordar
Sé que vas 
A cantar  
Para estar
Una vez más

Hoy por las noches me despierto en tu sueño
Tu sueño que también es mi propio sueño
Te veo por las calles y corro a buscarte
Te mezclas entre la gente y no puedo encontrarte

Y te comienzo a recordar
Sé que vas 
A cantar  
Para estar
Una vez más

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Tengo un deseo, deseo que se me haga realidad.
Fundirnos en un abrazo, ya sé no se puede dar.
Voy a rezar, voy a soñar, voy a esperar.
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Y te comienzo a recordar
Sé que vas 
A cantar  
Para estar
Una vez más

Estas Entre Nosotros

Estás Entre Nosotros (Andina/Planes/Sotomayor)

Introduction in English:

In my late 30s, I still suffered from frequent anxiety and panic attacks. During this time, I had a recurring nightmare: I am lying in my bed at night. Some dark, strange figure comes into my room. It slowly comes closer to me. Before it reaches me, I wake up screaming and drenched in sweat.  
One day my female psychoanalyst encouraged me to relive this dream with her company. Like a fairy godmother, she now sat in my imagination at the edge of my bed and held my hand. Thus I succeeded in letting the dark figure come closer. And at some point the strange being stood in front of me and I could look him directly in the face. And suddenly it became clear to me that it is the death which stands beside me; which probably always stood beside me and also always will stand beside me: My eternal companion. 
Since these sessions, panic attacks and anxiety attacks occur very rarely. And when they do come, I now know that it is basically my residual fear of finitude, of having to die, and finally of death. And from this realization, I can feel all the more in all my depths the legendary sentence of Sigmund Freud: "If you want to live well, prepare yourself early for death". The song "Finitude" was written against the background of these experiences It is in French, because for me this language comes closest to such existential themes.

Lyrics in English (for those, who don`t speak French):

Finitude

I have no time 
Finitude
Stands in my door
And speaks to me:

Come on go 

Don't stand still
Let no more time pass

The clock is ticking away 
Your shadow wins
Decay haunts you
Pain and anguish

But you are not alone 
The duty to die
Is the bond 

That unites us 
Whether rich or poor 
Wise or foolish

Death doesn't care
He takes us to himself

Finitude
I am ready
Look at you
You move closer to me

Till you're all there with me 

Look around me 
Many backs already crooked
The rollator goes ahead
Straight to the cemetery gate

The lifting only lasts 
Until the next tower clock

Then it comes out

That we melt 
We blow in the wind
Nothing of us remains 
Death rubs its hands

But do not forget
The duty to die 
Is the bond

That unites us 
Whether rich or poor 
Wise or foolish

Death does not care
He takes us to himself

Finitude
I am ready
Look at you
You move closer to me

Till you're all with me 
Until you are
Until you are 
Untill you are
Completely with me

Texte en français:

Finitude

Je n'ai pas le temps 
La finitude
Est à ma porte
Et me parle:

Allez, vas-y 
Ne t'arrête pas
Ne laisse plus passer le temps

L'horloge s'écoule 
Ton ombre gagne
Le déclin te hante
Douleur et tourment

Mais tu n'es pas seul 
Le devoir de mourir
Est le lien 

Qui nous unit 
Riche ou pauvre 
Intelligents ou idiots

La mort c'est pareil
Elle nous fait venir

Finitude
Je suis prêt
Je te regarde
Tu te rapproches de moi

Jusqu'à ce que tu sois 
Tout à fait avec moi 

Je regarde autour de moi 
Beaucoup de dos déjà courbés
Le rollateur va devant
Directement à la porte du cimetière

Le lifting ne dure que 
Jusqu'à la prochaine horloge de la tour

Puis il se révèle

Que nous passons 
Emportés par le vent
Qu'il ne reste rien de nous 
Que la mort se frotte les mains

Mais n'oublie pas
Le devoir de mourir 
Est le lien

Qui nous unit 
Riche ou pauvre 
Intelligents ou idiots

La mort c'est pareil
Elle nous fait venir

Finitude
Je suis prêt
Je te regarde
Tu te rapproches de moi

Jusqu'à ce que tu sois 
Tout à fait avec moi
Jusqu'à ce que tu sois
Jusqu'à ce que tu sois 
Jusqu'à ce que tu sois
Tout à fait avec moi

Finitude

Introduction in English:

Recently I met a friend who spent a month in Crete earlier this year. 
As he told me about his wanderings there, I again remembered a drastic experience I had during my stay in Crete thirty years ago. 
During my expeditions through the bare Cretan mountains at that time, I met a young man who had been living in a cave for some time, completely isolated from the world. 
We walked together for a while. He told me that he suffered from psychotic delusions with inner voices torturing him. 
The secluded life here in the mountains would help him to deal with these powerful and alienating voices. 
Nevertheless, he longed so much for a release from this "voice terror". 
When I wanted to visit him again the next day, he was nowhere to be found. 
In all these years I thought of him from time to time, especially since I also meet people here in Berlin again and again who suffer from similar psychotic confusions. 
With this song I try to put myself in the place of these people who suffer so terribly and are still largely misunderstood

Lyrics (for those, who don`t speak German)

Voices in the head

Voices in the head
Eat me up

Controlling me
Beat on me

Persecute me, torture me
Incapacitate me
Condemn, despise, devalue, laugh at me 
They make me down, drive into all my limbs

Are always there, invade me
Come when they want, never leave me alone

Come through the walls, no wall can stop them

Hate, shun, move masses of vengeance 
They cause me pain with relish, they light stigma-candles inside me

I've made up my mind 
I'll be calm, because I know I can free myself from you
Yes, I can free myself from you!

The last thing I have left is to lay a hand on myself.
With my dying, I'll give you my last escort.

Then I'll cast you off like a garment of shadows

Your blasphemies, your bullying, your poison, your envy

Flow with the water and the blood from me
Disappears in the drain, far away from here

Emasculated sadists, coreless egoists, seedless fascists, 
You all can't nestle in me anymore

Float away
You stay behind

Your power is now completely null and void
A hollow space remains unnamed

I now lie in my hand

Deutscher Originaltext:

Stimmen im Kopf

Stimmen im Kopf
Fressen mich auf

Bestimmen über mich
Schlagen auf mich drauf

Verfolgen, Foltern mich
Entmündigen mich
Verurteilen, verachten, entwerten, verlachen, 
Machen mich nieder, fahr`n in all meine Glieder

Sind immer da, dringen in mich ein
Kommen wann sie wollen, lassen mich nie allein

Kommen durch die Wände, Keine Mauer halt sie auf

hassen, schassen, bewegen Rachemassen, 
Bereiten lustvoll Schmerzen, Entzünden in mir Wundmal-Kerzen

Ich hab’ mich entschieden, 
Ich werde ruhig, weil ich weiß, ich kann mich von Euch befreien
Ja ich kann mich von Euch befreien!

Das letzte was mir bleibt, ist, Hand an mich zu legen
Mit meinem Freitod gebe ich Euch letztes Geleit

Dann leg’ ich Euch ab wie ein Schatten-Kleid

Euer Lästern, Euer Stänkern, Euer Gift, Euren Neid

Fließt mit dem Wasser und dem Blut aus mir
Entschwindet im Abfluß, weit weg von hier

Entmannte Sadisten, Entkernte Egoisten, Samenlose Faschisten, 
Ihr könnt’ Euch alle nicht mehr in mir einnisten

Schwebe hinüber
Ihr bleibt zurück

Eure Macht ist nun ganz und gar null und nichtig
Zurück bleibt ein Hohlraum unbenannt

Ich lieg jetzt in meiner Hand

Stimmen im Kopf (Voices in the Head)

Stimmen Im Kopf (Voices In The Head)

Original Song by J.J. Terrell
Artwork is by friend's wife Margaryta Yermolayeva
Please check out her paintings at margaryta-yermolayeva.pixels.com

Original lyrics:

A lake, an ocean, to be crossed
The light shining through the surface, sometimes lost
Around the bottom of the sea we almost cried
I was never colder than that artic night

Going straight ahead is all that I can do
Up and down, all around; life's whirlpool
Lay my tail upon a rock
And dream

The schools of fish seemed lost in all the noise
A passing whale who lost his voice
A nice warm pool of a fleeting duel
A cloudy red trial, a happy ruse

The light shining through the surface is sometimes bright
The deeper you are, the harder it is, to tell day or night
Travel far and wide

The Lost Merman 🧜‍♂️

Texte Français et Google Traduction

LE MONDE EN MISERE

Il faudra bien que l'on se libère
Tout le monde est en misère
Sous la folie d'un dictateur
Qui nous fait toutes ces horreurs
Tuer pour un morceau de terre
Tout le monde est en misère
Dans la folie d'un massacreur
Qui se joue en envahisseur
En suivant cette folie guerrière
Tout le monde est en misère
Se faisant plus meurtrière
Détruisons cet adversaire

Ce grand débile autoritaire
Il ne faut plus le laisser-faire
Tout son esprit dévastateur
Nous fait très mal en profondeur
Et peut-on vivre en guerre
Tout le monde est en misère
Finissons en de ce calvaire
En tuant ce fou sanguinaire
Dans ses menaces nucléaires
Tout le monde est en misère
De ce que font ces militaires
Sous ce régime totalitaire
Pourquoi ces jours de malheur
N'avons nous pas un grand cœur

Dans ses raisons mensongères
Tout le monde est en misère
Sa si grande folie fait peur
Et nous donne de la douleur
Assassin et incendiaire
Tout le monde est en misère
Et que nos Dieux nous libèrent
Tout le monde est en misère

Que ce grand salaud en meurt 
Et enterré en profondeur

Retrouvons nos bonheurs
En réchauffant nos cœurs
En réchauffant nos cœurs

THE WORLD IN MISERY

We will have to break free
Everyone is in misery
Under the madness of a dictator
Who does all these horrors to us
Kill for a piece of land
Everyone is in misery
In the madness of a slaughterer
Who plays as an invader
Following this warrior madness
Everyone is in misery
Making herself more deadly
Let's destroy this adversary

This big authoritarian moron
You don't have to let it go anymore
All his devastating spirit
Hurts us deeply
And can we live in war
Everyone is in misery
Let's end this ordeal
By killing this bloodthirsty madman
In its nuclear threats
Everyone is in misery
Of what these soldiers are doing
Under this totalitarian regime
Why these days of misfortune
Don't we have big hearts

In his false reasons
Everyone is in misery
His great madness is scary
And gives us pain
Assassin and arsonist
Everyone is in misery
And may our Gods set us free
Everyone is in misery

That this big bastard dies of it
And buried deep

Let's find our happiness
By warming our hearts
By warming our hearts

LE MONDE EN MISERE

LE MONDE EN MISERE (Chanson Française) - Anti-POUTINE N° 1 -

Sun and Shield

It's You

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/intl-de/album/3ROhTHrVNxzfcoLKJvhTbY
Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UjIFwZ_Puog


The inspiration for this track is a vision where I am not sure whether it is a faint memory from some childhood holiday or whether I have dreamt it  :
Standing on the edge of a rocky cliff, gazing out at the tumultuous ocean below. The waves crashing against the rocks with a thunderous roar, the force of the water sending a spray of mist and foam high into the air. In the distance a lone lighthouse
overlooking the scenery. A glimps of the power and majesty of nature and our own smallness in comparison. 

Composition-wise: The piece consists of three parts (@0:01, @0:59, @1:45) that always start with the same 5 note-motive but then develop into three distinct variations with different characteristics but throughout the track there is a certain sense of dramatic scenery.
The left hand is throughout the piece mostly in octave jumps (which became quite challenging condition-wise at the end of the piece) that segment the 4/4 beat into groups of 3-3-2 (the only notable exception is the part @0:35ff with its chromatic baseline).
The right hand alternates between lyric parts such as in the beginning or @0:59ff and rhythmic syncopic parts such as @2:30ff that leads to the final where the right hand preceeds the left hand by a beat to create a sense of energy.

The track has been recorded on a Roland FP-90 and mastered in Cubase by adding compressor, reverb, a Stereo enhancer and fiddling a bit with the EQ. 
The picture was created with Stable Diffusion.

Lighthouse On The Rocks (Solo Piano)

Artwork courtesy of Margaryta Yermolayeva. Painting->"Chateau Before Rain"
Please check out her paintings at margaryta-yermolayeva.pixels.com

This is a story that takes place post World War II in which a migrant farm worker has an unexpected love affair with the landowner's wife. Since the lyrics are difficult to make out, I have posted them below. Thank you for listening. Without you, there's no music at all. 

THE WINDMILL

And the day has come for barley and rye
Gold sunset rests in the field
Haven't come home, heart of steel

Fog clearing from her mind
All the time, will take time
Eternity

Shadows tell him he's lost his mind
Seasons change before her eyes
A tragedy

Whilst the wind blow upon that bluff
A brazen key
The beast that pulls the plow
A calm reprieve

The eyes, they locked the door
The barn, love's web will weave
Haven't even talked
Knees trembling gently

Passing through this time and place
How would I know?

The Windmill 🐄

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Count Sheep

Introduction in English:

My mother was always a smart woman, endowed with a naturally high intelligence .

Living alone with her sick father, she had to leave school already in the 6th grade and go to work in a factory.

When she later met my academically pre-educated father, she was introduced through him into the circles of the so-called " educated citizens ".

We then often had corresponding "nouveau riche" and "status conceit" parties in our large rented apartment. Here, my mother regularly got to feel the "fine", subtly deeply humiliating difference between the would-be educated and her as a despicably uneducated person.

At the same time, the would-be educated often had a style of communication that I call "trash talk" in this song. They often engaged in name-dropping by mentioning only the names of famous personalities without knowing anything more about their work. When asked more closely, they quickly changed the subject or texted you with some quarter-truth.

My mother, who was plagued by feelings of inferiority, was very intimidated by this, and it made her feel all the more stupid, uninteresting, and not socially acceptable.

At that time I was still too small. But I would have liked to turn back time for my mother's protection and sing this song at the highest volume to all these "trash talkers" standing on our dining room table at that time.

That the topic of "subtle differences" is a timeless one (I bow here to the wonderfully perceptive Pierre Bourdieu in this regard) is shown by the deep rifts that continue to exist between today's self-proclaimed "elite" and the supposed "primitives".

Lyrics in English (for those, who don`t speak German):

Trash Talk

Just chat, don't think anymore, dislocate brain, be stupid 
Chattering sideways, never wavering, just no profundity, flatland

They remain one-dimensional, quite gloriously meaningless
The wordplay is all thin and stale, The shallow is all big with them

Come close all books, welcome to a shallow brain walk
Sult yourselves in the mud talk, It`s time for a nice trash talk  

Are at many parties with colorful Smarties, with false eyelashes and pout 
No contacts, just meaningless verbal acts, word junk.

They are the heroes of the lazy mind, meaningless in the jelly glow 
Are narrow-minded, cheeky and brazen, persist in the one-legged dance

Come close all books, welcome to a shallow brain walk
Sult yourselves in the mud talk, It`s time for a nice trash talk 

Have no enemies, no friends either, talk beside, nothing remains 
Leave only grease stains, can`t even bump, get stuck in the approach, nothing drifts 

Except: Trash Talk, Trash Talk, Trash Talk, Trash Talk (Fad Out)...

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Deutscher Originaltext

Trash Talk

Einfach quatschen, nicht mehr denken, Hirn ausrenken, Dumm sein 
Seitwärts plaudern, niemals zaudern, nur kein Tiefsinn, Flachland

Sie bleiben eindimensional, ganz herrlich bedeutungslos
Der Wortwitz ist ganz dünn und schal, Das Seichte ist bei ihnen ganz groß

Komm schließt alle Bücher, welcome to a shallow brain walk
Sult Euch im Schlammreden, It`s Time for a nice Trash Talk  

Sind auf vielen Parties mit bunten Smarties, mit falschen Wimpern und Schmollmund 
Keine Kontakte, nur sinn-entschlackte Verbalakte, Wortschund.

Sie sind die Helden des faulen Geists, nichtssagend im geligen Glanz, 
Sind borniert, vorlaut und dreist, verharren im einbeinigen Tanz

Kommt schließt alle Bücher, welcome to a shallow brain walk
Sult Euch im Schlammreden, It`s Time for a nice Trash Talk 

Haben keine Feinde, auch keine Freunde, reden daneben, nichts bleibt 
Hinterlaßen nur Fettflecken, können nicht mal anecken, bleiben im Ansatz stecken, nichts treibt 

Außer: Trash Talk, Trash Talk, Trash Talk, Trash Talk (Fad Out)…

Trash Talk

Roy Roy - Slide Guitar, Percussion, Flute
J.J. - Bass, Keyboards, Saxophone, Triangle

Roy Roy's page - https://on.soundcloud.com/1GuUM

Thank you for listening!!

Sunny Day Blues (collab. with Roy Roy)

THE BOY - THE LIGHT

Everything by THE BOY

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THE LIGHT

Mr. Neno J. on Songwriting, Stellar Guitar, Bass, and Drums

Electrometis on vocal arrangement

J.J. Terrell on Keyboards/Synthesizer

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Electrical Storm II (Neno J., Electrometis, J.J. Terrell)

Bouncing Off The Beat-IPG1 & Paploviante
Open Collab from IPG1:
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/bouncing-off-the-beat-92-bpm
Paploviante: Bass, Music Composing, Arrangement, Mix, Picture and Mastering
Vocals and Lyrics IPG1:
*Multiverse...A combination of a few of my verses from different tracks! 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!!! Lyrics: Bouncing Off The Beat Adlib…
Verse1 so many rhymes -written---styles bitten  Tracks so sick -they'll leave you bed ridden Word play written with -shadow-rhymes hidden  visions -That occur with -lethal--precision insight for dayzzz--experience that pays you'll be amazed- rhyme after rhyme--phrase after phrase how the hell he do that—and the message conveys  cohesion on the track I’mer set it ablaze Another Track turnt up Set this one on re-play yeah -I got it….yeah -I got it like that
——-adlib
Verse2 Let's pick up the pace -Dropping bass in ya face Locking haters in place- Rocking the whole damn place Kicking ass…..more---Bass!!!!----more---Bass!!!! let’s keep it going!!! I'll share-The knowledge keep the drumbeat flowing Get yourself a taste —-a full embrace rhymes tighter than the knot -on top your shoelace Guarantee! —to put a smile back on your face Gimme some space- Gimme some space! Unplugged!—so-why not try to interface Addicted to the sound -Like it's free-bass  like coke!—the real thing-without the aftertaste  more--be Tha beat----- more-be Tha -Bass!!!!------more-be Tha-Bass!!!!
Verse3 All I've been through-leads to this time-this moment Grinding night and day-while most lay dormant Always bring my best-dress to impress Full court press-the opposition seem ---stressed I stay intentional-multidimensional  Verse after verse-totally exceptional wait a sec---here’s a -reality check bet a bottom dollar that a brother don't sweat Go ahead groove on-ain't done yet Rock another beat-so my haters —upset Track is getting ---lit like a --------Newport cigarette  why the confusion y'all—-too--unconventional must be delusional-Call it phenomenal solid ambition-creative composition  adjust your position -cause I'm Still on a mission track them down --take them out friendly disposition  grab the track press play -sit back and listen
Verse4 When the beats on time ain't no axe to grind I just do my thing it's easy to unwind Lemme rock the beat solid I'll take you for a ride If you're just another Hater - hello ---goodbye Racking up the numbers where the hell they're gonna hide Really don't matter no more Mr. nice guy
Repeat-Verse1
Outro Volatile like nitro—don’t shake or stir Wanted signs posted-don’t let the lines blur  Creative juices flowing so go for what you know This is what I was born for so come on let’s go!
Drop!