Breathe

Tonsatta dikter av min farfar Axel Alfredsson.
Handlar om hans tid i USA, dit han emigrerade 1912-1921
Låtarna på Svenska handlar i huvudsak om hans tid i Sverige och de övriga fem låtarna på engelska om hans tid i USA bl.a. med mötet med Joe Hill.
Detta är ett projekt tillsammans med mina söner, där Anton Alfredsson producerat och Axel Alfredsson spelar bas. Konvolut är designat av Moa Grundvik Ördell

02. Höstnatt

Melodical, mechanical sound experience with deep deep feel good parts and deep deep scary sfx sounds and moments - - - Robots Ara Taking Control - by hsbck

                                 +++ Easteregg ++++

     Simon & Garfunkel - „Bridge Over Troubled Water“ remix

Robots Are Taking Control

Have you ever realized you can't "unexplain" something...it's not even a word in the dictionary..

Ambulance In Gridlock

Tec-No

is a classical violin duo compose in 2017 in Tokyo during The Gate project IKI TENGU GAKKU

La Danse de la Gru Japonaise

22 12

Here's a remix of a beautiful track by Wildsilences. you can find her work on soundCloud here;

https://soundcloud.com/indiiwildmoon


Here's the original track;

https://soundcloud.com/indiiwildmoon/island


Artwork created with https://www.canva.com/

Wildsilences - Island (RiZLiX Remix)

Relaxing warm song with synth and flute. Picture made in Malaga. 

sunset boulevard

Misk - Honey

song about a  past neighborhood  tragedy....happens everywhere , all the time I figure... sad things.. bad things..

Lost Horizon

Solo standing street light shine                                     Your hands reaching out to mine
Floating up through the evening skies
Just like hail and gentle rain
Love is soft, but love is pain
and hard to find under our thin disguise

Cause now that you’re gone                                         
It’s a matter of fact
My lost horizon is fading to black
Got a weapon of war
In my neighborhood 
Cops at the door 
they know I’m no good

Welcome to this land of shit
Head is pounding, eyes are lit
Falling down to meet my gin-soaked master
Empty bottles line the floor
Brimstone shackles on the door
Once a child now a lonely bastard

Cause now that you’re gone
It’s a matter of fact
My lost horizon has faded to black
Got a weapon of war
In my neighborhood
Cops at the door 
I know I’m no good

Shots through the window     
The smoke starts to rise         
And I'm floating so far away   
The look in their eyes             
They can't  touch me              
There’s nothing to say            

Cause now that you’re gone
It’s a matter of fact
My lost horizon has faded to black
Got a weapon of war
In my neighborhood 
Cops at the door 
They know I’m no good
I know I’m no good




Lost Horizon

Mark von Houseback
www.djsuedostbayern.de