The shortest distance to yesterday is a hundred million miles! Featuring Mwa Mwayii Mphande (Black Pace) on vocals, Shael and Chris on guitars, and Randy Doherty jammin' the keyboards.
Lyrics
Did you know, there's a girl, and she lives over there
and she wears pretty clothes and puts flowers in her hair
and I used to hang my hat on a nail by the door
but that nail's driven home. I'm not welcome anymore.
     Everybody's made of stars, but my feet are made of clay
     A quarter million English words, and I don't know what to say
     I've been around the world, but it still takes me a while
     The shortest distance to yesterday is a hundred million miles
Did you know, time and space are just a dream
Maybe I can go back and repair the way it seems
Did you know, on the ground, lay the pieces of my heart
But then again, I'm the one who's been tearing it apart
     Everybody's made of stars..

Tequila Monday Project

A Hundred Million Miles

A Hundred Million Miles (featuring Black Pace)

Aimée’s song is like a dream where things come together in strange ways: a bouncy  upbeat voice underpinned by minor harmonies ; lyrics that show both excitement and disquiet. I have tried to match this ambiguity by alternating Dr Phibes style organ chords with a sort of reggae/tango hybrid adding a couple of old-school solos for good measure. I see the ending as waking from the dream. I certainly had a lot of fun with this.

Metaverse Remix (Aimée Britannia) (ath)

Musique / Music : Ootol
Paroles, chant et jaquette / Lyrics, vocal and artcover : Lukowig

Paroles / Lyrics :

Je clenche la poignée 
Et pousse la porte
Une odeur forte
Vient m'empoigner

Un sombre Noël se profile
Un mauvais coton je file
Senteur d'épices de pain ?
Mais non ça sent le sapin !

À peine entré
Je me fais enguirlander :
"Mais qu'est-ce que t'as glandé ?
Tu devais ramener l'entrée !"

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Mais non ça sent le sapin !

"Repas de Noël gâché 
Par ta faute... tu m'fous en boule !
Je voudrais - faut qu'j'me défoule -
Tout menu te hacher !"

Pour toi j'suis pas un cadeau
Pour te réjouir faut s'lever tôt !
Que vas-tu faire avec ce couteau ?
Préparer les tourne-dos ?

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Senteur d'épices de pain ?
Mais non ça sent le sapin !

Un sombre Noël se profile

Un sombre Noël se profile
Un mauvais coton je file
Senteur d'épices de pain ?
Mais non ça sent le sapin !

Un sombre Noël

Un sombre Noël :
ça sent le sapin !

Dark Christmas

Dark Christmas [Ootol & Lukowig]

#90sHIPHOP #Funk #Mellow
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Thanks for listening!
MPC3000を使わないでStudio Oneで作りました。
I made it in Studio One without using the MPC3000.
無断使用禁止です。BGMで使われる方等、
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#102 Nov. 02, 2023

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R'n'B pop instrumental song 
Copyright © Danijel Kelava

Beautiful (Piano R&B Soul Music)

"Ne prenez pas la vie trop au sérieux, de toute façon vous n'en sortirez pas vivant." De Fontenelle
‘Don't take life too seriously, you won't get out alive anyway.’ De Fontnelle

TRANSLATION TEST

ALL MY TIME

To love you and tell you so
To release the kites, 
Without trying to hold them back, 
I have all my time

To die drop by drop
Suffer from toothaches
Choke by the roadside
No need to worry so much
You can change road you know
Turn aside when the time is right
Go beyond the doubts
Walk through the fields

To love you and tell you so
let the kites fly
let them make us dizzy
I have all my time
I have all my time
I have all my time

Don’t try to cling
To your oversized melodrama ego
Let go of the details
search for the one thing that matters
Where is your blue sky?
How does your child’s heart beat?
What are your instincts telling you?
Don’t try…
To love you and tell you so
To release the kites 
Without trying to hold them back 
I have all my time
I have all my time
I have all my time

Escape the routine
Live another life now
Slide through the landscape
Swim against the current
Or under a twisted tree
Dream of endings and beginnings
Write the story, live with boredom
Get lost in the clouds
To love you and tell you so
let the kites fly
let them make us dizzy
I have all my time
I have all my time
I have all my time

Tout mon temps

Lost In The Night

Written about my favourite area to visit.

Lyrics:
Blue-green infinity, the holy trinity: water, shoreline and sky
Poseidon slumbering, fear not encumbering, water, shoreline and sky
There was enlightenment and pure proportion, 
Channeled through the golden mean.
The perfect pieces of the past lie broken,
Waiting in a timeless dream. Aegean aquamarine.

It doesn’t matter if the world is stalling 
It doesn’t matter if it’s all appalling 
It doesn’t matter if the sky is falling
When the aquamarine is calling.
 
Invasion history, asleep in mystery, hidden in the evening calm,
The water covering, no tale discovering, hidden in the evening calm.
The sun retreating from its aerial throne, lifting off its golden crown,
Apollo, Helios and Phoebus descend, easing their chariot down,
Into the aquamarine.  Instrum.

Blue-green infinity, the holy trinity: water, shoreline and sky
Poseidon slumbering, fear not encumbering, water, shoreline and sky
Aegean aquamarine.

It doesn’t matter if the world is stalling 
It doesn’t matter if it’s all appalling 
It doesn’t matter if the sky is falling
When the aquamarine is calling.    Instrum.

Aquamarine

Alongside ‘In the Face Of Tyranny’ and ‘Burn The Warehouse Down’, this is the third song planned for a concept album/EP that thematically deals with the terrorist activities of the Rote Armee Fraktion in the Bundesrepublik Deutschland in the late 60s and 70s.

Days Of Missionary Craze

Another stroll in the park is another track off album number 2 in the trilogy  "There to here".
Words and music: Phil Bowen
Guitars, keyboards and vocals: Phil Bowen 
Mixed and produced: Phil Bowen
Lyrics: 
Verse 1
Another stroll in the park today
I need a little time to get away
Working so hard from morning to night
Those days that passed, they fade away

Verse 2
I thank Roger Williams for the acres of space
I feel that I am one of the human race
I have a place to call my own 
I have a place I call home
And than my brother for his warm embrace

Middle 8
One moment I have nothing but hope
Thinking each day, I have to jump a rope
No more listening to those who moralise
I see my world with new eyes

Verse 3
Another stroll in the park today
I look up to the sky and watch clouds float by
Birds, they sing as they spread their wings
A mother calls when her children cry.

There to Here  Pt. 2

Another Stroll in the Park

Another Stroll In The Park

Cover of a classic Siouxsie and The Banshees song (from the Ju-Ju album), originally released in 1981, but still a brilliant and atmospheric number. Vocals by Florinela Bocsa. Enjoy.

Night Shift

echoes

Lunch Interlude

Floating with the Clouds (storm)

after the beep

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Dark Christmas [Ootol & Lukowig]

Lukowig

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