Some folks will party hard
Some folks are working hard
Some folks are praying hard
Some folks are just plain hard

But what about us babe
Let's have a little fun babe

Do you feel like living the life babe
Reach impossible heights babe
Together we can fly
Fly right up to the sky
We'll come on down
And I promise we won't crash land

Try a little bit of fun babe
Try a little bit of sun babe
Try a little bit of heart babe
Try a little bit of soul babe
Try a little bit of heart babe
Try a little bit of love babe
Try a little bit of me babe
I want a whole lot of you

I won't throw the towel in just yet

Bridge

Break

Try a little bit of fun babe
Try a little bit of sun babe
Try a little bit of heart babe
Try a little bit of soul babe
Try a little bit of heart babe
Try a little bit of love babe
Try a little bit of me babe
I want a whole lot of you
I want a whole lot of you

Whole Lot of You

I danced beside blue oceans 
dangling feet in its calmest tides
but then the wind marched in
a menace
so I crossed the line
yea I’m off maritime 
and I’m prone to drift on salty breezes 
gently waving like I’m with the sea
so far away from me 
and 

Some things aren’t meant to be 
and the oceans are getting bluer 
getting rough and tasting bitter
and that reminds me 
that the sea is a part of me 
maybe I could part the sea 
like its been parting me
yea
I crossed the line 
yea
and I’m off maritime 
well 

I’m no sailor 
could be mermaid could be reef
cause that’s the sea in me
and I’m no killer I’m no thief
still getting all that grief
just a salty sea
bathe us in its blue 
yea
I crossed that line 





#climatecrisis

Off Maritime

A dynamic track inspired by personal experiences

A Longing for Home

R2D2 EFE8

Fictional meeting (scene - outdoor table of Paris restaurant in 1972), between Simone de Beauvoir, John-Paul Sartre, Michel Foucault, Claire Parnet and Gilles Deleuze. The 'mister' is the 'mister death' of E.E. Cummings. Claire Parnet is still young, and very much alive.

Lyrics

Claire and Simone
sitting at a table
in Hausmannian loveshine (chorus: sunshine)
Having a real good time
makin fun of the boys John-Paul

was wearing a suit
he looked just like an undertaker
Gilles couldn’t hardly breath for laughing
spilt coffee on his purple sweater

The ladies were teasing Michel as well
dressed up like a biker
black leather jacketed biker
with his roll neck sweater below
should ha left the jacket at home
Simone told him

she said he looked like a criminal

and Michel smiled and liked that a lot
and Claire smiled and liked that a lot
and Gilles smiled and liked that a lot
and JP said ‘nothing’

Haussmanian loveshine
philosophical sunshine
ontological outfits...what you gonna do?

There was a clean white linen tablecloth
with half a lemon on the table
cos someone thought
Simone wanted lemon in her tea

She asked the waiter for an ashtray for JP
and make it snappy if you please
cos he was telling how his mother was a stranger
and how his father’s death had been a blessing
cos he never met him

and they laughed about that too
in Haussmanian loveshine
philosophical sunshine
ontological outfits

with lemons on the table in the sunshine
in the spring of seventy two
talking bout 68
don’t talk about 68 again
cos times listening

There was half a lemon on the table
in the sunshine
by Foucault
just a minute ago...

and what i want to know is
what I really what to know is

where’s your blue eyedboy mister?
where’s your browneyed girl mister?

what i want to know is

how d’you like your blueeyed boy?
how do you like your browneyed girl?
how d’you like your blueeyed boy?
how do you like your browneyed girl....mister...mister?
how do you like em?
how do you like em?
how do you like em?
how do you like em?
how do you like em?
now?

Claire et Simone
assis à une table
en haussmannien loveshine (refrain : soleil)
Passer un vrai bon moment
se moquer des garçons John-Paul

portait un costume
il ressemblait à un croque-mort
Gilles avait du mal à respirer de rire
café renversé sur son pull violet

Les dames taquinaient Michel aussi
habillé comme un motard
motard en cuir noir
avec son pull col roulé en dessous
aurait dû laisser la veste à la maison
Simone lui a dit

elle a dit qu'il ressemblait à un criminel

et Michel souriait et aimait beaucoup ça
et Claire a souri et a beaucoup aimé
et Gilles souriait et aimait beaucoup ça
et JP a dit "rien"

L'amour haussmannien
soleil philosophique
tenues ontologiques... qu'est-ce que tu vas faire ?

Il y avait une nappe de lin blanc propre
avec un demi-citron sur la table
Parce que quelqu'un a pensé
Simone voulait du citron dans son thé

Elle a demandé au serveur un cendrier pour JP
et rendez-le accrocheur s'il vous plaît
Parce qu'il racontait que sa mère était une étrangère
et comment la mort de son père avait été une bénédiction
Parce qu'il ne l'a jamais rencontré

et ils en ont ri aussi
en loveshine haussmannien
soleil philosophique
tenues ontologiques

avec des citrons sur la table au soleil
au printemps de soixante-douze
parler de 68
ne parle plus du 68
parce que le temps écoute

Il y avait un demi-citron sur la table
dans le rayon de soleil
par Foucault
il y a juste une minute...

et ce que je veux savoir c'est
ce que je dois vraiment savoir, c'est

où est ton garçon aux yeux bleus monsieur?
où est votre fille aux yeux bruns monsieur?

ce que je veux savoir c'est

comment trouvez-vous votre garçon aux yeux bleus?
comment aimez-vous votre fille aux yeux bruns?
comment trouvez-vous votre garçon aux yeux bleus?
comment aimez-vous votre fille aux yeux bruns .... monsieur ... monsieur?
comment les aimes-tu?
comment les aimes-tu?
comment les aimes-tu?
comment les aimes-tu?
comment les aimes-tu?
maintenant?

Loveshine

„Gefrorene Herzen“ (27.02.2023 )

Eine Fortsetzung meiner Musikreihe „Musikzyklus“ in loser Folge :
Anthologie „Gefrierende Momente“ „Frost Musik“
Zerberstende, fragile Klangräume.

Gefrorene Herzen oh wo sind all die verlorenen Herzen.
Ich wandle auf Feldern wo einst Schlachten gefochten.
Keinem wurde je ein Siegerkranz geflochten.

All die ungezählten Herzen sind nun kalt und in Wintertagen erfroren. 
Die Vergessenheit hat sie einst hier begraben.

Die Seelen sind zu Raben geworden und rufen nach ihren gefrorenen Herzen die einst auf diesen Feldern begraben.

Die blühenden Felder sind in ein schwarzes Gewand getaucht.
Es sind Raben die ihre verlorenen Herzen klagend betrauern.

Sie werden warten auf den Frühling.

Diese Komposition widme ich den verlorenen Seelen aus zahllosen Kriegen dieser Welt.

Vielen Dank für Eure geschätzte Aufmerksamkeit.
SOUNDCLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/cloppenburg-music
Weitere Frost Musik : Titel u.a. https://soundcloud.com/cloppenburg-music/frozen-piano


Musik :  Björn Cloppenburg  Alle Rechte vorbehalten
Foto	:     Björn Cloppenburg
Es wurden für dieses Projekt virtuelle Instrumente der folgenden Firmen verwendet: 
Orchestra Tools Arkhis
Genises Choir
Westwood Instruments Violin Untamed
Soniccouture Gesonic II
Have Instruments Nordisk Kontrabass
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"Frozen Hearts" (02/27/2023)

A continuation of my music series "Music Cycle" in loose order:
Anthology "Freezing Moments" "Frost Music"
Bursting, fragile sound spaces.

Frozen hearts oh where are all the lost hearts
I walk in fields where battles were once fought.
No one ever had a laurel wreath braided.

All the countless hearts are now cold and frozen in winter days.
Oblivion once buried them here.

The souls have become ravens, crying out for their frozen hearts that were once buried in these fields.

The once blooming fields are bathed in a black robe.
It is ravens who lament their lost hearts.

They will wait for spring.

I dedicate this composition to the lost souls from countless wars in this world.

Thank you for your valued attention.
SOUND CLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/cloppenburg-music
More Frost music: https://soundcloud.com/cloppenburg-music/frozen-piano


Music : Björn Cloppenburg All rights reserved
Photo:  Björn Cloppenburg
Virtual instruments from the following companies were used for this project:
Orchestra Tools Arkhis
Genises Choir
Westwood Instruments Violin Untamed
Sonic Couture Gesonic II
Have Instruments Nordisk doublebass

Frozen Hearts

A composition from a lower place expressing feelings and need to escape when the ineptitude of someone, somebody or service lets one down

Oh I Wish

Above and Beyond

Music and lyrics by: 
The Rolling Egg Rolls
Nguyen Huu Hiep Hoa
https://soundcloud.com/therollingeggrolls

Vocals: BBright

The Rolling Egg Rolls x Your Body (BBright Cover)

„Arctica“ (28.03.2023 )

Arctica ein längst verschollener Kontinent aus der frühen Erdgeschichte.

Die Menschheit ist nur ein Wimpernschlag auf diesem Planeten. 
Wer weiß ob die Spuren unseres Daseins verschollen sein werden wie dieser alte Kontinent „ARCTICA“

Der Name Arctica wurde 1996 von John J. W. Rogers vorgeschlagen.
Er wählte den Namen Arctica, weil sich zu einer wesentlich späteren Zeit der Arktische Ozean durch diesen hypothetischen Kontinent hindurch öffnete.

ARCTICA als erdgeschichtlicher Kontinent entstand vor etwas 2,5 Milliarden Jahren.
Arctica könnte damit aus dem nochtetwas älteren Kenorland durch Akkretion des Wyoming-Kratons und den zwei sibirschen Kratonen und den Rae- und Nain-Komplexen in Grönland entstanden sein.
Zitat / Quelle: Wikipedia

Diese zauberhafte Mystik dieses längst vergangene Kontinents hat mich dieser Komposition inspiriert. Reist mit mir musikalisch in die Vergangenheit zu dem Kontinent Arctica.


Vielen Dank für Eure geschätzte Aufmerksamkeit.
SOUNDCLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/cloppenburg-music

Musik :  Björn Cloppenburg  Alle Rechte vorbehalten
Foto	: Björn Cloppenburg
Es wurden für dieses Projekt virtuelle Instrumente der folgenden Firmen verwendet: 
SPITFIRE AUDIO:
ORIGINALSPECULATIVE MEMORIES VOCALS SARA FORS GRANULAR CLOUDS
Britisch Drama Toolkit
TUNDRA
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"Arctica" (03/28/2023 )

Arctica a long-lost continent from early Earth's history.

Humanity is just a blink of an eye on this planet.
Who knows if the traces of our existence will be lost like this old continent "ARCTICA"

The name Arctica was suggested by John J.W. Rogers in 1996.
He chose the name Arctica because at a much later time the Arctic Ocean opened through this hypothetical continent.

ARCTICA as a geological continent arose about 2.5 billion years ago.
Arctica could thus have formed from the somewhat older Kenorland by accretion of the Wyoming craton and the two Siberian cratons and the Rae and Nain complexes in Greenland.
Quote / Source: Wikipedia

The magical mysticism of this bygone continent inspired this composition. Travel with me musically into the past to the continent Arctica.


Thank you for your valued attention.
SOUND CLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/cloppenburg-music

Music : Björn Cloppenburg All rights reserved
Photo: Björn Cloppenburg
Virtual instruments from the following companies were used for this project:
SPITFIRE AUDIO:
ORIGINALSPECULATIVE MEMORIES VOCALS SARA FORS GRANULAR CLOUDS
British Drama Toolkit
TUNDRA
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Arctica

ARCTICA

Avon

Robert W Orpin :Where The Waves Reach For The Shore-acoustic

Written in 1994 
Inspire by a Conversation with my Mum who told me about two Uncle who were at Dunkirk during WW2 one died  there and the other was captured and died later in a POW Camp in Poland.

Recorded via two Channel (Voice+guitar) Condenser r microphone on ableton live .

Lyrics :


where the waves reach for the shore

Where the river meets the sea 
That's where im gonna be
that where I’ll be evermore
where the waves reach for the shore

Band played on Remembrance day parade
bent backs are marching, what souls were saved?
But I will sleep and March No more
Where the waves reach for the shore

The Rain comes down to wash away the tears
They Lay a wreathe every year
And the Parades march on into history
One day none will remain who remember me

Where the River, Meets the sea
a turn downed corner of a school book a lesson in history
a shallow youth stares out the window bored
out to where the waves reach for the shore.

(ORPIN1994)
Art/Image:https://pixabay.com/users/joergschulze-2034841/


Loveshine

Paul Maurice Roche | Composer