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cool minimalistic composition. Like Kraftwerk :)

LYRICS

Don't let them tell you
You have to change
Just because you feel
A little strange 

Strange

Don't let them tell you
You have to change
Just because you feel
A little strange 

Just because you feel
A little strange
Just because you feel
A little strange

Strange
Strange
Strange
Strange


A Little Strange

LYRICS

Verse

I never knew
How much I loved you
But how can I love
What I cannot see

And I've never prayed before
Now I'm on my knees
I pray that you come back to me

Chorus 

Golden angel
Return tonight
Golden angel
I need you
Golden angel
Return tonight
Golden angel
I need you

Instrumental 

Chorus 

Golden angel
Return tonight
Golden angel
I need you
Golden angel
Return tonight
Golden angel
I need you

Verse

How much I loved you
But how can I love
What I cannot see
And I've never prayed before
Now I'm on my knees
I pray that you come back to me

Chorus 

Golden angel
Return tonight
Golden angel
I need you
Golden angel
Return tonight
Golden angel
I need you

Outro 

I need you
I need you
I need you



Golden Angel

Introduction in English:

Last year, my wife and me bought a cottage on the Baltic Sea. It was to be something like our retirement home for the next thirty years. 
Unfortunately, this vision has so far been thwarted by our increasingly resentful neighbours. Consideration is a foreign word for them. They let their children play loud basketball as long as they want; they grill foul-smelling meat as long as they want and they party as long as they want. 
If you ask them nicely to be quiet, you will be dismissed with slogans like "We don't give a shit", "Move away if you don't like it" or "We'll do what we like".
In my helplessness and speechlessness over this dissocial stubbornness, I came across an old Beatles song called "Not a Second Time". Of course, it was composed by John Lennon in 1963 in a completely different context.
But its lyrics fit just as well with my desperate and so far largely unheard plea for more neighbourly consideration. - In particular, the lines: "You're giving me the same old line/ I'm wondering why/You hurt me then/ you're back again/No, no, no, not a second time“ sum up our current plight with these self-centred neighbours.
And as always with covers, my aim is not to get as close as possible to the original, but to transform it into a Karlit-O-Kay sound design.
The picture cover for the song is by German artist Markus Schuke.

Einleitung auf Deutsch:

Letztes Jahr kauften meine Frau und ich an der Ostsee ein Häuschen. Es sollte so etwas wie unser Alters- und Ruhesitz für die nächsten dreißig Jahre werden. 
Leider wurde diese Vision bisher von unseren zunehmend renitenten Nachbarn durchkreuzt. Rücksichtnahme ist für sie ein Fremdwort. Sie lassen ihre Kinder lautstark Basketball spielen, solange die wollen; sie grillen übelriechendes Fleisch, so lange sie wollen und sie machen Party, so lange sie wollen. 
Bittet man sie freundlich um Ruhe, wird man mit Sprüchen wie "Ist uns doch scheißegal", "Ziehen Sie doch weg, wenn es Ihnen nicht paßt" oder "Wir machen, was uns passt" abgefertigt.
In meiner Ohnmacht und Sprachlosigkeit ob dieser dissozialen Dickfelligkeit stieß ich auf einen alten Song der Beatles namens "Not a Second time". Der ist natürlich damals 1963 von John Lennon in einem ganz anderen Zusammenhang komponiert worden.
Seine Textzeilen passen aber ebenso gut zu meinem verzweifelten und bisher weitgehend unerhört gebliebenen Bitten um mehr nachbarschaftliche Rücksichtnahme. – Insbesondere die Zeilen „You're giving me the same old line/ I'm wondering why/You hurt me then/ you're back again/No, no, no, not a second time“ bringen unsere derzeitige Not mit diesen egozentrischen Nachbarn auf den Punkt, 
Und wie stets bei Covern geht es mir nicht darum, dem Original möglichst nahe zu kommen, sondern dieses in ein Karlit-O-Kay- Sounddesign zu transformieren.
Das Bild-Cover zu dem Song stammt von dem deutschen Künstler Markus Schuke.

Not a Second Time

Not A Second Time (Lennon/Mccartney)

Mesmerizing blend of synthwave and electric guitar

Asterism

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

Paroles / Lyrics :

Rien de trop ?
Sans rien de trop 
Intro ?
Sans intro
Solo ?
Sans solo
Trémolos ?
Sans trémolos 
Refrains ?
Sans refrains
Fffrrreins ?
Sans freins 
Retenue ?
Sans retenue
Espoir ténu ?
Sans espoir ténu

Fêlures ?
Sans fêlures 
Brûlures ?
Sans brûlures 
Impasse ?
Sans impasse 
Carapace ?
Sans carapace 
Casse ?
Sans casse
Crasse ?
Sans crasse
Casserole ?
Sans casserole 
Parole ?
Sans parole

Morosité ?
Sans morosité 
Animosité ?
Sans animosité 
Cacophonie ?
Sans cacophonie 
Harmonie ?
En harmonie 
En phase ?
Toujours en phase
Fin de phrase ?
Et sans fin de phrase 
Rien de banal ?
Sans rien de banal
Sans quoi au final ?
Sans point final
Final
Sans point final
Point final

Sans point final

Sans point final [Ootol & Lukowig]

Continuing my one release a week , and releases by Charlie and the Fox ,
this is another Country Rock song , a feel good one ! Next one by me is out on the 1st of October , laid back Pop song , but in 3 days time Charlotte and I release a big ballad , her voice is outstanding !
Thank you for all your support , much appreciated !

Baby Keeps Me Warm

Introduction in English:

On a Saturday, 9 June 1989, I receive a phone call from my mother at around 6 am. She seems to be laughing. But as it soon turns out, tears are bursting out of her. At first she can only say one sentence: "Your father is dead". Then her voice fails. I, who has just been roused from my sleep by the ringing, at first think it's a bad joke. My father, not even 55 years old, dead, who had been so full of energy in the last few months? With whom I had spoken lively on the phone just a week ago?
Then my eldest sister comes to the phone. She speaks like a robot, as if she has frozen all her feelings inside herself.
She confirms the sudden death of my father from a heart attack and urges me to come immediately from Berlin to southern Germany (800 kilometres away).
Much of what happened after that - from the last encounter with my father in the morgue, to the years of vacillating between feelings of liberation and sometimes massively frightening "I'll bring you to me in the realm of the dead" nightmares after his funeral, to finding a deeper inner peace with him in the last few years - I wrote down and sang about in the following song "My Father in Heaven".      
However, the song lyrics are not chronological, but set in 2011, in which I am all alone on a beautiful summer day in the cemetery where my father's grave is located. From this day I start a retrospective and an outlook.     

Lyrics:

My Father in Heaven

What a beautiful day
All alone in the graveyard 
Come to visit you
Without a grudge

It's unbelievably quiet
Hear the dead deep asleep 
In an beyond harbour
Be with you soon

I hated you sometimes 
Had you so gladly touched,
You're gone too soon 
Left me alone with the dirt 
Of this life.

Wanted to tell you so much more 
You can't sneak away like that
A moment ago you were still there  
I felt quite close to you,

Now only 
A cold hand in the morgue
Nothing more moves

My father in heaven, 
I miss you very much, 
With wistfulness my heart sometimes
Becomes so heavy

When you were suddenly dead
Many things seemed easier, 
I moved forward in life, 
I looked free

but when I slept at night,
you'd come into my dreams, 
trying to pull me over, 
to the land beyond.

You didn’t let me go for so long 
Lying like a black mourning box
On my chest and belly, 
Felt like I was in a tube 
Trapped by you.

Often couldn’t defend myself
Felt completely without power 
When in the deep of the night
you came to my room, 

without a body, 
pure soul contact,
worlds still unknown to me.

Father in heaven,
do you hear me now,
I speak to you in peace, 
I am no longer hurt.

Your grave is newly decorated,
I've picked a bouquet for you, 
I sit down with you, 
I surrender tot he silence
peaceful silence. 

I am here now, you there
even if the wall separates us,
we see each other invisibly, 
You always stay close to me, 

I'll go on now, 
Stay here, 
I'll be back soon

Father in heaven
I think of you often 
You are indispensable, 
Come with me....

My Father in Heaven

My Father In Heaven

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

Paroles / Lyrics :

Quel ?
qu'un compte pour moi
Les heures, les heurts
Quel ?
ques-uns, honte en surmoi,
Laissent heurts et heures
En suspens...

Si on sait, c'est récurent
C'est fait la cure en
Rentre dedans, danse
Sans fée, en urgen-
-ce rien ne se fait,
ne se défait

Quelqu'un contre moi
S'en fait... Ça fait des heures
De pleurs, de heurts
À l'intérieur, oh et en moi
Des pleurs ou des fleurs ?
Qui ne s'effleure ?

N'oublie pas de lire entre les lignes
Malignes
Ne nous plie pas sous ces signes rectilignes
Aligne
Ton trésor cacheté, non entaché
Ne nous fuie pas dans des délires indignes

Quel un compte pour moi ?
Juste toi...

Quels que soient
Les jours sans soie
Les joues sans toi
Les coups dans le foie
Les soupes sans foi...

La question demeure
La question demeure
Quel
Quel
Quelle
Quelle
Et ma raison se meurt

Quel

Quel [Ootol & Lukowig]

Bit of a Rocker this one , just letting off a bit of steam !
Next one out on the 15th is a Country ballad where I actually play Lap Steel and a bit of Harmonica , a change from distorted guitar !
On the same date Charlie and the Fox have a double release , ooo !
Your support is outstanding , thank you so much !
This song is about getting the hell out of a place I really wasn't happy with , hope you like it !

I'll Be Gone

Vocal / Composer / Lyricist: Richard A Perna
Vocal Engineer: Nixin VanDough

Way Back When

Good Times Ahead finally released Pendejas on their Bandcamp, so I made an edit of it

FREE DOWNLOAD: https://hypeddit.com/seanpaulxgoodtimesahead/temperaturexpendejasfanaticedit

Used Songs:
Sean Paul - Temperature (Klutch Edit)
Good Times Ahead ft. Beauty Brain - Pendejas

Quel [Ootol & Lukowig]

Lukowig

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