Mixed for Lillithe

Días y días

Hay días que no se lo que pasa.
Hay días que mi amor no te alcanza.
Hay  veces que que me ves como a un loco,
medio roto.

Hay días que persigo quimeras.
Y hay días que todo me supera.
Y a veces yo soy fiel a mis sueños,
soy mi dueño.

-----------------------
Hay días que voy  lleno de ideas.
Y otros que me siento a la espera.
Hay veces  que dependo de otros,
y hay otros que me dicen muy poco.

Soy alguien que repite la escena.
Cantando en una tarde cualquiera.
Mirando una postal de nosotros,
frente a el mar.
--------------------------

Hay días que extraño tu mirada. 
Hay días que no quiero hacer nada.
Y hay noches que imagino tu cara,
en mi almohada.

Hay días que te veo alejarte.
Hay días que no quiero encontrarte.
Y hay veces que no puedo esperar, 
para abrazarte.

 -----------------------

Hay días que voy  lleno de ideas.
Y otros que me siento a la espera.
Hay veces  que dependo de otros,
y hay otros que me dicen muy poco.

Soy alguien que repite la escena.
Cantando en una tarde cualquiera.
Mirando una postal de nosotros,
frente a el mar.

Letra y música :
Pichy Sotomayor

2023 Original Song

Dias y Dias

Días y Días

The Feather

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 -

Temple of Us | Music by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | Live Keyboard Jam | GOTH ROCK

Instruments: Keyboards, V-Synth, V-Drum Programming

Vocal Version coming soon!

Cover Art Design: Original Acrylic Painting, Photo & Graphics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe]

Music Composed & Produced, Recorded & Performed, Mixed & Mastered by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] at IYERN [Fe] RECORDS IN CANADA





TEMPLE OF US M1 REKHA April 22nd 2023

Temple of Us

Temple of Us | Music by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | Live Keyboard Jam | GOTH ROCK

The eternal quest for inspiration,starring the inevitable setbacks. 

Searching for inspiration
Sweating blood and tears
Sometimes all information
Just disappears

Easy times in days of youth
I knew the way
Time to face the hard truth
I've nothing left to say

It's all gone away

Nothing left to say

Running down a dead end street
Chasing the muse
Finding more chaff than wheat
Nothing to use

Nothing left but tired old tat
Done the same old way
Pick the lyrics from a hat
No one listens,anyway

It's all gone away

Nothing left to say

Chasing The Muse

GoodBad / Feat Emily Coy 
Paploviante Bass, Music, Picture and Mix
 Vocals and Lyrics Emily Coy
 @stemstore

GoodBad Feat Emily Coy

Heartfelt thanks to Torbjørn for this composition that he invited Dairv and me to be a part of. With the poetry of Emily Brontë , this became a journey in nature, about hope and about light.
May we take care of our wonderful nature.

Torbjørn Vagle: instrumental composition, piano, organ, synth, strings and productionhttps://soundcloud.com/tobbenv
Oddrun Eikli: vocal and vocal composition
Dairv Dubbleyew: Guitarhttps://soundcloud.com/dairv-dubbleyew
Cover: Vetle Vagle
Poem by Emily Brontë (30 July 1818 – 19 December 1848)

VIII
The battle had passed from the height,
And still did evening fall;
While heaven with its restful night
Gloriously canopied all.

The dead around were sleeping
On heath and granite grey,
And the dying their last watch were keeping
In the closing of the day.
·⁠·⁠·⁠·⁠·
How golden bright from earth and heaven
The summer day declines!
How gloriously o'er land and sea
The parting sunbeam shines!
There is a voice in the wind that waves
Those bright rejoicing trees.
·⁠·⁠·⁠·⁠·
Not a vapour had stained the breezeless blue,
Not a cloud had dimmed the sun,
From the time of morning's earliest dew
Till the summer day was done.

And all as pure and all as bright
The sun of evening died,
And purer still its parting light
Shone on Lake Elnor's tide.

Emily Jane Brontë (30 July 1818 – 19 December 1848) was an English novelist and poet who is best known for her only novel, Wuthering Heights, now considered a classic of English literature. She also published one book of poetry with her sisters Charlotte and Anne titled Poems by Currer, Ellis and Acton Bell with her own poems finding regard as poetic genius.

Morning`s Earliest Dew . Torbjørn Vagle. Dairv Dubbleyew. Oddrun Eikli.

An experiment in solemn ambience. All hardware.

Psychic Cosmology

Art cover by Nataly NGM🌺🦜💚
Music and words by Loony De Bussy

Harmonica, acoustic/ slide guitars and vocals by Loony 
Percussion by Mister metronome 😃

Recorded on Korg D16 - Mastered on Audacity

Let It Fly

Don't hide away from me
The things you don't want
The things you don't want anybody else to see. 

What is your secret 
Why would you keep
Why would you keep it hidden somewhere inside you? 

I want to see you
I need to feel you
I need to feel you, how else will I ever know... 

(Don't hide away from me) 

Show me who you are,
Show me your soft side.

Keeping it soft

Here I Come

SONNEZ LES MÂTINES
TOMBER DU PLUMARD
VITE FAIT LA TARTINE
DANS LE CAFÉ NOIR

ET EN AVANT LES MACHINES 
DANS LE MATIN BLAFARD
FILER À LA MINE 			    
VERS LE CHARBON NOIR 
NOIR

DESCENDRE À LA MINE
S’ENFONCER DANS LE NOIR
CHARGER LES BERLINES
MARNER JUSQU’AU SOIR

NOIR

QUAND L’HOMME TRAITE L’HOMME PIRE QU’UN ANIMAL
EN BAS LA VERMINE EN HAUT LE CAPITAL
ÇA GERME ÇA GERMINE ÇA FINIRA MAL
GERMINAL
LES MINEURS DÉPRIMENT LA COLÈRE VIRE AU NOIR
ET ÇA VA PÉTER UN PUTAIN DE PÉTARD
A LA PIOCHE À LA PELLE À LA BARAMINE
UN JOUR LA GALOCHE A MORT LA FAMINE
NOIR
MARRE
GERMINAL
GERMINAL

GUEULES NOIRES			
UN JOUR LA FAMINE…
GERMINAL GERMINAL

DU PAIN DU PAIN DU PAIN

GERMINAL (Lyrics)

2nd track taken from the EP, 'Poppy Seed'.

Poppy Seed EP

Very Moody Duchess

Additional story here: https://mystictapedeck.com/mythology/the-mountebank/

Guitars, "townie" vocals, timbales, hand drums, drum kit, piano, toy piano, percussion: R Thomas
Guitars, "monty" vocals, melodica, omnichord, ebow, bass, percussion, toy piano, claps and snaps: PS Perkins
Additional guitar snippets: KVN Finch
Spanish guitar outro: Mark Wand

LYRICS:
----------------------------
(townie)
People in this town, they've all seen you hangin' around
They don't like it
They're not buyin' what you're sellin', standing' on your box and yellin'
They don't like it
Their sentiment is strong, and they asked you move along
They don't like it. They really don't like it.

(monty)
People in this town, one by one they sneak around
They seem to like it
They come and they go, they never let the neighbors know
That they like it
They may hide it from the rest, but their coins inside my chest say they like it
Oh, I think they like it. They like it.

(townie)
With your shell games and dice, I ain't tellin' you twice
I don't like it
They're down on their knees while you sell them your disease
I don't like it
With your slug milk and wine, they're just fish on your line
I don't like it I really don't like it.

(monty)
I am just a businessman, I make my living where I can
The way I like it
I am sure you understand, I'm just meeting their demand
And I like it
So there's no need to taunt, I just give them what they want and they like it, 
Oh I think they like it, and I like it

(townie)
They say that you're depraved, that you're sick and can't be saved
We don't like it.
And the medicine you sell isn't making them well
We don't like it.
So just get on down the road, if you'd like, I'll help you load
We don't like it. We really don't like it.

(monty)
My patience wearing thin, I take another one on the chin
Because they like it.
So I guess I'll up and go, take my tack and tents in tow
I don't like it
But your virtue is a clown, so I'll go to the next town
Where they like it. I'll go where they like it.
Where they like it.

BARDS:Of The Shimmering Seraphs

The Mountebank

Old recording saving ! All is about the song ☀️
The tape state was a pity but I thought it  deserved to be remastered and published 😅🎈
Hope you enjoy it ✌️

Bruno C : Music/ Lyrics/ All instruments and vocals 
Nataly NGM : Illustration

Take Your Time - Bruno C

Cover from Greek traditional song 'Μακεδονία Ξακουστή' (Famous Macedonia).

Roxane's Cry - Το Κλάμα Της Ρωξάνης (GR trad cover)

Agua Fresca

El otro día pensando en cambiar
esta rutina de tanto esperar
tomé la ruta y me fui a manejar
lejos de esta gran ciudad

llegué a un pueblito y me puse a mirar
un cartel dice aquí no hay un hospital
pregunto como no hay enfermedad
Es el agua del lugar, y me das.

Agua fresca de un canal,
que viene de un manantial,
quien la toma no se enferma,
no se muere, no se va.

Los de este pueblo no tienen maldad
no hay campo santo, si hay vitalidad
vivir mil años es lo más normal
es al agua del lugar,
y me das.

Agua fresca de un canal
que viene de un manantial
quien la toma no se enferma,
no se muere, no se va.

No hay policías, no hay autoridad
no hay papeleos, si no hay tribunal.
y si hay conflictos se van a brindar
con agua del manantial.
Y me das.

Agua fresca de un canal
que viene de un manantial
quien la toma no se enferma,
no se muere, no se va.  

Letra y música:
Pichy Sotomayor

Original song 2011 / Reversion 2023

Agua Fresca

Anything is possible when you work on old tapes …
Anyway this master matters 🎈✌️

Art cover : Nataly NGM 

I composed the song, programmed the drums , played one bass, one guitar, and sung the two voices . 
Recorded and mixed on my good old Yamaha 4tracks tape … few years ago !

D’you hear me ?  Enjoy  ❤️‍🔥😉

Feel The Fire - Bruno C

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by
Carlos Vivanco & Jason Mowry
Final mix by Jason Mowry
@asleepwithheadphones
@lazydadamusic

Perpetual Motion

Perpetual Motion By Jason Mowry & Carlos Vivanco

Music by Paploviante
Let Me Know/ Paploviante / Offer Open Collaboration
Paploviante: Bass, Composing, Arrangement, Mix, Picture and Mastering
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/let-me-know-offer-open-collaboration-80-bpm

Vocals, Lyrics & Art by Cosmic Keanu

SERPENT'S TOOTH

The serpent’s now entwined 
Around the garden
Poisoned fangs dripping
With lies and corruption

Sowing seeds of hate,
Doubt ‘n fear, and seduction
in the end all it seeks 
is our lives, our
destruction

[chorus]
Falling from icy fingers
Bitten apple 
Rolls away

The one who warned us
Did so in love,
And good faith

So we can choose to 
follow the Truth
And be saved

Or worship the lie,
And by ourselves,
go our own way
to woe

The apple’s rot 
Poisons all of creation
Bloated with lies
Crawling with flies
And deception

The poison lies within
the serpent’s tooth
Stealing our breath
corrupting what’s good
and true

With God’s grace,
we can pry ourselves loose,
Or in the serpent’s grasp,
We are consumed

[chorus]

We’re so far from home
Our goodness stripped
To the bone

Paradise lost,
And to the dogs,
It's been tossed

The fire of wrath
Rises among us all
Drunk with our pride
We celebrate the fall

The new wine is
the antidote
The one who gave it
The only Way to be saved
From woe