Produced by Kurtozis LLP Plain & Simple Remix #8 highlights the musical theme using simple beats, evolving them to an extended metaphor of diversity. The percussion on Plain & Simple remix #8 is experimental and daring as Diff’rence blends many layers of beats to create a sonic soundscape in which the listener can reflect on the many dimensions.

Plain & Simple Remix #8

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"Waomh"

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【JINNY】

This song is dedicated to one of my best friends. A fascinating person, but one who is permanently under the pressure of electricity, driven by a burning desire for deep inner peace and yet constantly restlessly searching. In one of our intensive conversations he said about himself: "My longing is holding me tight". - And in this way the title of this song was born. 
Yesterday he called me and said: “Karl, the Corona crisis is terrible on the one hand. It creates a lot of illness, financial threats and, due to the increasing restrictions on the exit, possibly an escalation of violence. 
On the other hand, the rapid disruption of everything that has been my daily habits forces me to face more of the three basic questions of life that I have been running away from so often:
Who am I really? How do I want to shape the relationship with my loved ones?And: What place do I basically want to take in society and the world?”
And then something happened that I had not known about him before: He paused, and there was a pleasant silence on the phone line. Finally he said: "You might be surprised; with all the shit that Corona brings with it, the forced deceleration associated with it does me a tremendous amount of good. I finally get a little bit of that inner peace I've always longed for.”
Maybe this little monologue of my friend will help all those who are struck with the Corona crisis (...and therefore me, too) to see in this current "world tsunami" also a chance for profound change...      
 

My longing is holding me tight

I am so drunk again.
Have just drained the whole Wissky

The Corrupting Scoundrels
Stand with me in a “fake flirtation”

My soul full of holes
Uninhabited and unfournished

My hands on endless search after a drop 
From the sea of love far away from me

The meadows in me full of scars
The skies inside me: Starless

The garish colours have been melted away
The once so wet womb is almost dried out

My Longing is holding me tight
Holding me tight

Alwas played for my life
Often I begged the moon

To float free for a second
For a moment, that happiness invites me

Used to sleep in tall trees
Built myself deep caves there

Sought peace among grazing sheeps
Confided in healers and gurus

Inside me the murmur of the graves
The sound of the demons howling

I'm eternally put off till later
Been fooled so many times by a will-o'-the-wisp

My Longing is holding me tight
Holding me tight

My longing is holding me tight

My Longing Is Holding Me Tight

In the Corona crisis I experience the world like a kind of monastery. On the one hand connected with much renunciation and privations, with restrictions and abstinence. On the other hand, however, offering one the chance to learn to be amazed again in the silence and seclusion that results from the worldwide regulations. To have time to really let oneself be touched by something that has so far been hastily pressed into blinker-categories. To be surprised by revelations that must have remained hidden in the everyday functioning.    
To be able to say "Wow!" again in every cell of one' s body, however, also requires sometimes to free oneself completely from the now omnipresent digital availability. Unfortunately, the crisis leads partly there even more into digital obsessions. But even there I hope that at some point the weariness after the increasing dullness in the X-th Netflix series, among others, will set in and the desire for real encounters will come forward. 

Lyrics in English:

Wow!

Sit` here in the park without urge 
Without pressure, have plenty of time, don't start nothing

Just there, I look out
The mustiness in me turns out

There is a lake in front of me
That I usually walk by
Always seemed to look the same

Give me away
Soon I am in the thick of it

Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow!

In the silence the spells
In the quietness the wonders of the world

I'm totally exempt from duties
My phone is asleep

Completely freed from availability and digital suffering

My coffee machine is yawning heavily
Nothing that pushes me is working now

The world is lying down
There is no escape

The hectic reflexes: Off!

Give me away
Soon I am in the thick of it

Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow!

In the silence the spells
In the quietness the wonders of the world


Deutscher Originaltext:

Wow!

Sitz` hier im Park ohne Drang, 
Ohne Druck, hab` viel Zeit, fang` nichts an

Bin einfach da, schau` hinaus
Das Müssen in mir stellt sich aus

Vor mir liegt ein See, 
An dem ich sonst vorübergeh`

Schien immer gleich auszusehen

Gebe mich hin
Und bin bald mittendrin

Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow!

Im Stillen die Zauber
Im Schweigen die Wunder der Welt

Bin ganz von Pflichten befreit
Mein Handy schläft
Ganz erlöst von Verfügbarkeit und digitalem Leid

Meine Kaffemaschine gähnt schwer
Nichts was mich puscht geht jetzt mehr

Die Welt legt sich hin
Es gibt kein Entflieh`n

Die Hektik-Reflexe. Aus!

Gebe mich hin
Und bin bald mittendrin

Wow! Wow! Wow!Wow! Wow!

Im Stillen die Zauber
Im Schweigen die Wunder der Welt

Wow!

Wow! (English Lyrics In The Intro)

Sonny Fodera - Diplo & Friends Show May 1 2020

In many comments I am often compared with great male musicians. There are references to the Beatles, to Pink Floyd, sometimes also to Bob Dylan or Rio Reiser. 
However, three outstanding female artists have influenced me in my musical work: 
Carole King's unique compositions on her century album "Tapestry" have inspired me to create my first own melodies;
Patti Smith's overwhelming poetic language gave me the impetus to create my own lyrics;
And finally, Joni Mitchell's highly original guitar playing encouraged me to develop my own way of playing guitar.
With "My Musical Mother" I create my own personal (musical) monument to these three brilliant women.    

My Musical Mother

I wander within me back to an earlier time
About 12 years old, not yet ready to live
Often lost and alone, frozen inside myself

Often lay awake at night, afraid of life
Life seemed like a boomerang
Who's gonna hit me with three 
Penalties every time I made a wish roll

When I was that lonely, she came to me
Sat down at the piano just for me
Played beautifully: "You've got a friend"

Stroke me gently over my hair
Was just there for me
Held me out with my whole soul robe

Ooh Carole King
You and Tapestry
That struck me full, these splendid melodies

You taught me to 
Listen carefully

You’re definetly my Musical Mother for me

You put melodies in my head
But I still couldn't think of words
My language: Shallow and gray 
The first lyrics: Kitschy and tepid

Then I was 15, hanging out with my stoner boyfriend
On the turntable "Horses" spinning around
And I thought, "Damn, she's pronouncing it" 

I read her poems, she whispered to me 
The pictures in my ears, she opened the door for me 
To the poetry

To words that caress, to phrases that cry 
To rhymes in which the world shakes for a moment
And everything Dead rises again

Ooh Patti Smith
Through you my soul finally spoke to me
I developed a sense for word and a feeling for language
My first lyrics on the wall
As written by a magic hand

You’re definitely my Musical Mother for me

Now I had the sounds and the lyrics
But one instrument was missing until the end
I often lay on my bed
Just hum along in my mind

Until one day, my fat neighbor friend 
Put a guitar around my neck
And showed me how the easiest chords go

A year later he put in a movie of you
You sang to your guitar all by yourself
You had a very unique way 
Of plucking and picking up chords

I didn't know about your early handicap
And took your play with me into my warm bed
Yes I was playfully seduced by you

Ooh Joni Mitchell
You taught me 
That I do not slavishly listen to brave guitar teachers
That I can be inventive
My very own guitar sound

You`re definitely my Musical Mother for me

Oh Carole
Oh Patti
Oh Joni

You are
Yes you are
My Musical Mothers for me

My Musical Mother

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