A romantic relationship heading for stormy weather with great guitar playing and harmonious accompaniment. We've had a lot of rainy days this summer, but the sun will shine again.

Looks Like Rain

You don't know what's happening. It rattles in your head. Everyone in their thoughts. When is the boss coming? We stay calm. What job will he have for us? Or are we going to party?

You don't know what's happening

Abstract Lyrics:
Feel the beat
It's takin' over (ooh-yeah!)
Watch the lights
They start to cover (ooh-yeah!)
Move your feet
Feel the heat
Feel the heat (feel the heat)
On the floor
Give me more
Give me more (give me more)

[Chorus]
Dance all night
Till the morning light (oh-oh)
Feel the vibe
Let it ride
Let it ride (yeah-yeah)
Can't resist
Gotta twist
Gotta twist (oh-oh)
Dance all night
It's pure delight
Pure delight (hey-hey)

Pure delight

This is the setting of Kurt Schwitters' most famous poem and it is one of my favourite poems, just as I love Kurt Schwitters' art. He was a German artist, painter, poet, spatial artist and commercial artist who developed a Dadaist "total world view" under the label Merz.  He also comes from my city of Hannover.

An Anna Blume

Roadside, at night

Es kehrt die Zeit
Dreimal so weit.
Ich bin entzweit
Millionenweit.
Ich bin bereit:
Es kehrt die Zeit.

Die Zeit ist um,
Vorbei, vorbei.
Die Welt wird dumm,
Der Stab geht krumm,
Es fließt das Ei
Vorbei, vorbei.

(Kurt Schwitters)

Es kehrt die Zeit

[Verse] Pixelated samurai, slicing through the skyline, Leveling up, no mushrooms, holding onto lifelines, Enemy mobs, I combo, retro feel and rhyme, Joystick in hand, old school survive the grind.  [Verse 2] Glitch in the system, attacking from the shadows, Code cracking, backtracking, hidden secrets in the meadows, Boss fights, high stakes, dodging all the arrows, Heartbeats sync with beats, MIDI sound straight narrow.  [Chorus] Game over, press start, deep in arcade salvation, 8-bit symphony, jamming in the neon nation, Trap beats and chip bleeps, fusing for sensation, Melodic high score, technicolor elevation.  [Bridge] Power-ups collected, emotions resurrected, Virtual realms explored, hearts forever connected, Foes get pixelated, senses intercepted, Bit-crushing, synth-blushing, magic unexpected.  [Verse 3] Key in the lock, next level unlocked, Binary dreams, nightmares digitally stalked, Quarters in pocket, arcade's holy walk, Beat drops, time stops, around the block chalked.  [Chorus] Game over, press start, deep in arcade salvation, 8-bit symphony, jamming in the neon nation, Trap beats and chip bleeps, fusing for sensation, Melodic high score, technicolor elevation.

Game Over

[Chorus] Shine on Shine on Bright (bright) Dance until the morning light (light) Keep the party feeling right (right) Shine on Shine on Bright (bright)

Shine On

Emmy Hennings: Und nachts in tiefer Dunkelheit, da fallen Bilder von den Wänden, Und jemand lacht so frech und breit, Man greift nach mir mit langen Händen. Und eine Frau mit grünem Haar, Die sieht mich traurig an Und sagt, dass sie einst Mutter war, Ihr Leid nicht tragen kann. (Ich presse Dornen in mein Herz Und halte ruhig still, Und leiden will ich jeden Schmerz, Weil man es von mir will.)

Und nachts in tiefer Dunkelheit

“You know, darling, Jörg Fauser described life in its rawest form, full of rough edges, but that’s what makes his writing so alive—just like you bring my life to life. He searched for the unvarnished truth, and when I think of us, I feel that same authenticity. Fauser once said there’s nothing more beautiful than waiting for the morning after a wild night—and I think there’s nothing more beautiful than spending those nights with you, waiting for the first rays of sunlight, just feeling happy.”  *Jörg Fauser, german writer

Hello Lena

Electric love starts to play Night so dark we drift away Feel the bass deep in your soul Lose control let music flow  Lights flash neon in the haze Dance away til the break of day Heartbeats sync in perfect tune Underneath the silver moon Electric heartbeat feel the spark Dancin' close out in the dark Rhythm whispers in your ear All the world will disappear usw.

Electric Heartbeat

Der Song ist Hypnotic Lo-fi, leider kann man das hier nicht korrekt einordnen. The song is Hypnotic Lo-fi, unfortunately it is difficult to classify it correctly here.

Drifting Dreams

The inclusion of the shakuhachi creates a soundscape that is both nostalgic and futuristic, taking the listener on a journey between tradition and modernity.

Lost in Sakura

Don't look back, you’re not that way, Keep on moving, night to day. If music feeds this love we crave, Play on, play on, be strong and brave.  (Chorus) Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none, In the play of life, we all are one. One touch of nature, hearts align, My love is selfish, you’re my lifeline.  (Verse 2) Comfort zones are cozy, yet still, Nothing ever grows on a window sill. All the world's a stage, we play our part, Listening closely, speaking with heart.  (Bridge) All that glitters isn’t gold, But the truth in you, a story told. Breathe with me, don’t fade away, In this dance of life, we’ll find our way.  (Chorus) Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none, In the play of life, we all are one. One touch of nature, hearts align, My love is selfish, you’re my lifeline.  (c) Lothar Reese

Don't look back

A man wanders restlessly through the night under a protracted rock guitar solo that stretches into the darkness like a desperate scream. Driven by fear and inner turmoil, he runs but cannot escape. The shadows seem to pursue him, the streets endless and empty. Every step echoes as if the darkness itself is trying to swallow him up. His heartbeat mingles with the shrill notes of the guitar, which sounds like an endless call from the depths - a lonely dance with fear, lost in the night.  

Lost in the Night

[Verse 2] Neon lights flicker on a worn-out old bar sign, The jukebox plays our favorite song, takes me back in time. You were humming Summer of '69 in your faded blue jeans, Now I'm chasing memories with whiskey and gasoline.  [Chorus] Whiskey and gasoline, got me tearing down the line, Loud engine roar and a heart that can't unwind. Every mile I drive, every tear you never seen, Fueled by the fire of whiskey and gasoline.

Whiskey and Gasoline

This is a song about my mother. A memory. [Verse] She sang so movingly For an imaginary audience Accompanied her singing With conducting gestures A moment of bliss  [Chorus] The lyrics flowed like rivers Heartwarming, rich and true She was so enchanting there A light shone through  [Verse] She was the girl again Who with her mother Sitting in the parlor and singing The sister played the accordion Her father played the harmonica  [Bridge] And when she closed her eyes She was not alone The music brought her back To a place she had always known A light, a room, a song Where she could really be Conducting her own symphony With a gentle melody  [Chorus] The songs came with lyrics Heart-warming devotion She was so enchanting to look at  Sometimes she lit up as she sang With a lamp into her own world  [Verse] She was the girl again Who sat with her mother Sitting in the parlor and singing Her sister played the accordion Her father played the harmonica  [Outro] The songs came full of stories Devotion warm and deep, She lit up as she sang In a world she’d always keep

My Mother

Goodby, my Love, Goodbye: Die warmen Sonnenstrahlen, die auf der Haut prickeln. Lange Abende draußen, die nie wirklich dunkel werden. Das Geräusch von Grillenzirpen in der Nacht. Barfuß durch den warmen Sand am Strand laufen. Eiscreme zum Mittagessen ohne schlechtes Gewissen. Die Leichtigkeit, einfach nur ein T-Shirt und Shorts anzuziehen. Der Duft von frisch gemähtem Gras und Sonnencreme. Spontane Ausflüge ans Meer oder in die Berge. Das Gefühl, dass die Zeit langsamer vergeht. Die bunten Sonnenuntergänge, die den Himmel in Flammen setzen. Jeder Sommer geht, aber die Erinnerungen bleiben – bis zum nächsten Mal! Goodby, my Love, Goodbye: The warm rays of sunshine that tingle on your skin. Long evenings outside that never really get dark. The sound of crickets chirping in the night. Walking barefoot through the warm sand on the beach. Ice cream for lunch without a guilty conscience. The ease of simply putting on a T-shirt and shorts. The smell of freshly mown grass and sun cream. Spontaneous trips to the sea or the mountains. The feeling that time passes more slowly. The colorful sunsets that set the sky on fire. Every summer passes, but the memories remain - until the next time!  

Goodbye Summer

to sing along: [Verse] Morning light through the blinds Warmth inside I find Smiling sky so kind New day to unwind  [Verse 2] Whispers in the breeze Colors of the trees Feel the gentle ease All worries it frees  [Chorus] Sunshine in my mind Hopeful heart's design In this love I find Bright and intertwined  [Verse 3] Footsteps on the lane Dancing in the rain Life's a sweet refrain Let go of the pain  [Bridge] Stars above will guide In the night we ride In each heart they bide Love can't be denied  [Chorus] Sunshine in my mind Hopeful heart's design In this love I find Bright and intertwined

Sunshine in My Mind

Chorus: The greatest glory in life lies not in never failing But in the strength to rise again, every time we're breaking Let’s go hand in hand, not one before another Through the storm and calm, we’ll always have each other// Outro: Let’s go hand in hand, not one before another We rise and fall together, as sisters and as brothers

Secrets

Chorus: Ride the wave Feel the vibe (oo-wee!) Dance together Side by side (let’s go!) Positive energy Lift us up high Groove into the stratosphere Let’s fly (whoo!)

Funky Vibes on Cloud Nine

Folk-rock song about being abandoned by the person you love, but you keep an open heart, forgive everything and would welcome them back with open arms The song may exude optimism at first and is full of hope, but it leaves room for what happened to the person who left. Maybe it's a sad story. 

Open Arms Open Heart

Lyrics von Rainer Maria Rilke:
Lösch mir die Augen aus: ich kann dich sehn,
wirf mir die Ohren zu: ich kann dich hören,
und ohne Füße kann ich zu dir gehn,
und ohne Mund noch kann ich dich beschwören.
Brich mir die Arme ab, ich fasse dich
mit meinem Herzen wie mit einer Hand,
halt mir das Herz zu, und mein Hirn wird schlagen,
und wirfst du in mein Hirn den Brand,
so werd ich dich auf meinem Blute tragen.


Lösch mir die Augen aus

Vertonung eines Gedichts von Kurt Schwitters. 

Regen

Georg Trakl: Der Herbst des Einsamen/ The autumn of the lonely

Der Herbst des Einsamen

Lyrics: Wände von Kurt Schwitters. DADA Künstler

Wände

The street is still shiny and wet from the rain,
Lanterns are reflected in puddles,
Cars whizz past like fleeting thoughts,
I'm standing on the corner, waiting for you.

The smell of wet asphalt,
A lonely dog barks in the distance,
People scurry past, faces without names,
Footsteps echo, a rhythm without melody.

Your image in my head, sharp and clear,
Like a flashlight in the darkness,
Moments frozen, captured,
But time runs inexorably on.

A café on the corner, neon light flickering,
The cup of coffee in my hand gets cold,
The newspaper in front of me, words blur,
Your name appears between the lines.

The city pulsates, breathes, lives,
But without you, everything is silent,
I collect the fragments of everyday life,
Put them together to form a picture of us.

The wind carries a laugh,
Perhaps yours, perhaps an echo,
I close my eyes, feel your closeness,
For a moment you are here, then it passes.

The night descends over the roofs,
Windows go out, shadows grow longer,
I walk on, alone with your footsteps,
Love scattered in the cracks of the pavement.

A spark in the darkness,
Our story written in moments,
It ignites like the flash when a photo is taken,
A brief glow that illuminates everything.
(c) Lothar Reese

Waiting for you

That was one of the first things I did with NotebookLM. On October 19, 2024. And then I thought I'd put it up here, because I saw that there are already some NotebookLMs here on Soundcloud. I find that quite interesting.

The meeting focused on a deep dive into the thoughts and quotes of Lana Del Rey, exploring her artistic persona and authenticity. The speakers discussed how her music reflects complex themes of love, loss, and existential questions, revealing a deeper philosophical side beyond her melancholic image. They emphasized her control over her art, noting her commitment to authenticity by writing her own songs and producing her own videos. The conversation highlighted the importance of looking beyond superficial perceptions to appreciate the multifaceted nature of her artistry and the personal experiences that shape her work. Overall, the discussion aimed to uncover the layers of meaning in her lyrics and the significance of her journey as an artist.

Chapters
[00:00:51] The importance of authenticity in Lana Del Rey's work is emphasized, highlighting her control over her art and the personal nature of her music.

[00:01:32] Del Rey asserts her authenticity by stating she writes her own songs, makes her own videos, and chooses her producers, indicating a strong sense of ownership over her creative process.

[00:03:52] A philosophical perspective is presented where Del Rey believes nothing happens by mistake and that the universe has a divine plan, reflecting her contemplative side.

[00:05:11] The discussion touches on the vulnerability in her music, as she addresses complex themes of life, love, and mortality, making her relatable to listeners.

[00:06:19] Del Rey's early experiences in New York City are recalled, illustrating her journey from performing in clubs to becoming a recognized artist, while maintaining her roots.

[00:07:01] The conversation concludes with a reminder to look beyond surface appearances, recognizing the depth and complexity in individuals, similar to Del Rey's multifaceted persona.

Conversation about the singer Lana Del Ray (NotebookLM)

Golden Road

A track from a nature project
Relaxing in nature

The Two of Us
The evening blows sinews of blossom sweetness,
And on the mountains the frost burns like silver diamonds,
And angels' heads peer above the sky,
And you and I are in paradise.

And the whole colorful life belongs to us,
The big blue picture book with stars!
With woken animals chasing each other in the distance
And hey! the whirlwinds that turn and lift us!

The good Lord dreams his childhood dream
Of paradise - of his two playmates,
And great flowers look at us from thorny stems ...
The gloomy earth still hung green on the tree.

The Two of Us

Soothing piano ballad with nature sound for love, spiritual, travel, nature, New Age, Meditation

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