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Nampara Krowji

Blades Of Winter

Five  All In One

Fourth piece in a series of experiments to try other approaches:
'The Unpredictable'. You're welcome to listen if you like, if you can.

"Begin at the beginning and go on till you come to the end; then stop." 
(L. Carrol, 'Alice in Wonder​land')

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Future IV: The Unpredictable

Special thanks to Cabilo  for his a cappella.....

SMOOTH GLIDE.   Feat Cabilo

37°

Better World - (Rework 2024)

Sometimes you have to burn it all down to move on

Keep the Cruel

This the end of everything I loved
About you dear, so sing along
But keep the cruel

I saw you there in the shade at dawn
Your turned your back at the tree we loved
You meant goodbye, when you sang this song 
I hear the words, even though you've gone

Can you count the years that we had won?
Maybe a hand, or maybe I'm wrong
You took the best of everything I loved
Now I’m here, singing this song

Then it was night and the crickets hummed
I know their tune, but the words become
What you had said, when you left last month
I hate the words, they are writ in blood

Can you count the years that we had won?
Maybe a hand, or maybe you're wrong
You took the best of everything we loved
Now I’m here, singing this song

I'll set the fire, you add the fuel
Throw in your heart but keep the cruel
We’ll watch it burn into the night
Hand in hand this one last time
I’ll hide the ashes deep inside
But keep the cruel ‘cause its your prize
It's your prize 

This is the end of everything I loved
About you dear, so take  this song
and keep the cruel

Keep the Cruel

On a Bench

On a Bench (instr.)

Un hommage à Rimbaud, à la vie faite d'errance et d'erreurs, d'absolue beauté aussi, à tous ceux dont les rêves les plus fous ont fini par façonner la réalité , aux antipodes de nos pragmatiques  sans souffle et au petit pied. On peut leur préférer le Poète et ses "semelles de vent". (Le morceau est long, je sais, je m'en excuse, mais le texte est long aussi et la musique se veut un peu comme un voyage)
 PAROLES
Gentil poète
Trafiquant d’armes
Tu t’es perdu dans les sables
 Non loin d’Addis Abeba
Pourquoi le si lointain là-bas ? 

Gentil poète 
Trafiquant d’armes
Pourquoi avoir rompu le charme ?
 Ton amitié avec Verlaine
Le tendre Automne et ses violons
 L’enfance chère aux étrennes
 Tout l’or des Illuminations.

Gentil poète
Trafiquant d’armes
Tu t’es perdu dans les sables
 Non loin d’Addis Abeba
Pourquoi le si lointain là-bas ? 

Gentil poète 
Trafiquant d’armes
Entre la violence et le rêve
La guerre aussi tu l’as connue
La tête en l’air, la tête nue.
Comme si tu te fuyais toi-même
Tu as écrit tous tes poèmes
« Je est un autre », nous disais-tu.

Gentil poète
Trafiquant d’armes
Ange ou démon, Dormeur du val,
 Tes rêves se firent caravanes
Comme d’autres fument des Havane.

Ton Bateau ivre dans tous les ports
 De Marseille, de Massaoua ou Djedda
Tes poèmes d’âme et de corps
Pourquoi le si lointain là-bas ?

Nouvelles Voyelles, nouvelles fièvres
Ton cri moderne sur nos lèvres
 Ton cri encore nous libère
 De toutes les Saisons en enfer.

Gentil poète
Trafiquant d’armes
Tu t’es perdu dans les sables
Non loin d’Addis Abeba
Pourquoi le si lointain là-bas ?
________________________________________________________________
Nice poet
Arms trafficker
You got lost in the sands
 Not far from Addis Ababa
Why the so far away there? 

Nice poet 
Arms trafficker
Why did you break the spell?
 Your friendship with Verlaine
The tender Autumn and its violins
 Childhood dear to gifts
 All the gold of the Enlightenment.

Nice poet
Arms trafficker
You got lost in the sands
 Not far from Addis Ababa
Why the so far away there? 

Nice poet 
Arms trafficker
Between violence and dreams
The war you also knew her
Head up, head bare.
As if you were running away from yourself
You wrote all your poems
"I'm another," you told us.

Nice poet
Arms trafficker
Angel or demon, Dormeur du val,
 Your dreams were caravanned
Like others smoke Havana.

Your Drunk Boat in All Ports
 From Marseille, Massawa or Jeddah
Your poems of soul and body
Why the so far away there?

New Vowels, New Fevers
Your modern cry on our lips
 Your cry again sets us free
From all the Seasons to hell.

Nice poet
Arms trafficker
You got lost in the sands
Not far from Addis Ababa
Why the so far away there?




Abyssinie (hommage à Rimbaud)

https://soundcloud.com/user-170387368/tracks

eddyoffline & The Junez Mosquitos 2024

(prod.dynasty!)
Master:@6xhino9
PSB
#PiolaSinBerretin

(Letra)
No me escribas puta yo no quiero ma,
Con to lo q hice yo quiero ma
(ah, ah)
No me busques mas ya es muy tarde
Comprando lujos y yo no tengo visa
Gastando los cheques y yo no vivo en ibiza
A esa puta la tengo en cuclillas
Aunque ella me ame ya la borre de mi vista
La borre de mi vista
La borre de mi vista
La borre de mi vista
Hoes desnudas en la portada de mi revista
Puta piensa que lo hacemos por las vistas
Pero nosotros lo hacemos por las risas
A esos pussy rappers me los saco de la lista
Ellos no entienden como tenemo chispa

(wah)

No me escribas puta yo no quiero ma,
Con to lo q hice yo quiero ma
(ah, ah)
No me busques mas ya es muy tarde
Comprando lujos y yo no tengo visa
Gastando los cheques y yo no vivo en ibiza
(ah, ah)
Aunque ella me ame ya la borre de mi vista.

La borre de mi vista

Not all tales are told in words 🦋. A cinematic instrumental rooted in mystery, beginning with a slow, suspenseful build, layer by layer, leading to a powerful dramatic climax. 

Tale of the Vanished Man

moonlightgroove.wav

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!

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