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Take Me To The Planet

I am

A greenshank in the swamp´s fog reminds me of a grey sunday afternoon.

Grey Day

Cyber Psychosis

Nights in Palm Beach / Paploviante 2022
Paploviante Bass, Music, Picture and Mix Mastering
Vocals : www.Ghosthack.de
Lyrics:
- Verse One -
Do you remember when we were carefree?
When we didn't listen to no body
Do you remember the nights in Palm Beach?
I do
- Pre Chorus -
Walking underneath the palm trees
Figuring out what sights to see
Wondering where we'll get our next drink
I know
- Chorus -
Well I don't care
as long as I am with you
We could take on the whole town
So tell me if you're down
I can bring you to
- Verse Two -
Do you remember when we were at our best?
When any comments said were left on read
Do you remember the nights in Key West
I do
- Pre Chorus -
Walking underneath the palm trees
Figuring out what sights to see
Wondering where we'll get our next drink
I know
- Chorus -
Well I don't care
as long as I am with you
We could take on the whole town
So tell me if you're down
I can bring you to

Nights In Palm Beach - Paploviante

サユリ

生きる為に生まれ死ぬ為に生き  生き続ける為についた嘘の岐路
遥か彼方 僕はそこへ見失った夢を探し続ける僕の為に

また弱い僕は僕じゃない面で見せた笑顔 嘘を振り撒いた化物
誠実は何かと問い、踏み外す脚に笑う その手に華 枷と黒い鉛の肢

空は高く 遠く淡い 息を殺し育つ 流す涙は誰の為に
空は落ちた ただ沈む陽 息を殺し生きる 誰の幸せ 誰が為に

さよなら熟れた哀 幼い日 揺籠
心はどこへいく 胸中はもう居ない

いつも空を見上げていた 愛に飢えた日々よ
遥か彼方 僕はそこへ僕の捨てた夢を
誰の為じゃない
生きる為に



vocal : SANAGI　https://soundcloud.com/mk-yk?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
Composition and lyrics : カハルタカオ

Composed in December 2022

サユリ -Sayuri-

Free Download for future collaboration !

- Spitfire Audio - LABS - Vintage Keys : The Seventy Three (Fender Rhodes)
- Spitfire Audio - Ólafur Arnalds Chamber Evolutions - Chamber Waves
- Spitfire Audio - BBC Symphony Orchestra Pro - Bassoon
- Spitfire Audio - Spitfire Appassionata Strings - Violins Legato
- Spitfire Audio - Albion II - HornEuph
- Spitfire Audio - Contemporary Drama Toolkit - Electric Cello
- Spitfire Audio - Contemporary Drama Toolkit - Combi Textural
- Spitfire Audio - Albion - Solstice
- Spitfire Audio - Originals Rare Flutes
- Spitfire Audio - Spitfire Studio Strings - Celli(6) Legato Performance
- Spitfire Audio - British Drama Toolkit - Alto Sax
- Heavyocity - Foundations Emotive Choir

Old Textures

(Texte Français et Google traduction)

LE CRI DES ECRITS

A l’encre bleue indélébile,
Marqués au feu des mots fragiles,
Je vois les pleins et les déliés,
Me dire combien tu m’as aimé.

Et je retrace sur chaque phrase,
Les « je t’embrasse » dans nos extases,
Puis les formules particulières,
En majuscule pour mieux se plaire.
Mais les ratures, les gribouillis,
Mettent en bordure les mots d’oubli.

Toutes ces lettres, nos mots d’amour,
Les écrits restent car chaque jour,
Les pages entières à te relire,
Sortent l’enfer que je respire…
C’est le cri des écrits.

Si tant de prose, de phrases folles,
Toutes ces choses qui nous envolent,
Cette dernière de la rupture,
Me met à terre sous l’écriture.

Une mise à fin de l’éternel
Et du parfum d’une vie belle.
Alors je lis les larmes aux yeux,
Quand tu écris qu’entre nous deux,
C’est plus la peine de continuer,
Car tes « je t’aime » s’en sont allés.

Toutes ces lettres, nos mots d’amour,
Les écrits restent car chaque jour,
Les pages entières à te relire,
Me donnent l’enfer que je respire…
C’est le cri des écrits.

Toutes ces lettres, nos mots d’amour,
Les écrits restent car chaque jour,
Les pages entières à te relire,
Me donnent l’enfer que je respire…
C’est le cri des écrits.

THE CRY OF WRITINGS

In indelible blue ink,
Marked in the fire of fragile words,
I see ups and downs,
Tell me how much you loved me.

And I retrace on each sentence,
The "I kiss you" in our ecstasies,
Then the particular formulas,
Capitalized for convenience.
But the erasures, the scribbles,
Border the words of oblivion.

All these letters, our words of love,
The writings remain because every day,
Whole pages to read to you,
Come out the hell I breathe...
It is the cry of the writings.

If so much prose, crazy phrases,
All those things that fly away from us,
This last of the break,
Brings me to the ground under the writing.

An end to the eternal
And the scent of a beautiful life.
So I read with tears in my eyes,
When you write that between the two of us,
It's no longer worth continuing,
Because your "I love you" are gone.

All these letters, our words of love,
The writings remain because every day,
Whole pages to read to you,
Give me the hell I breathe...
It is the cry of the writings.

All these letters, our words of love,
The writings remain because every day,
Whole pages to read to you,
Give me the hell I breathe...
It is the cry of the writings.

Le cri des écrits

LE CRI DES ECRITS (Chanson Française)

MJ One

MJ One 2 Loop

Texte Français et Gogle translate

LA PHOTO

Pour la photo rapproches-toi,
Main sur le dos, donnes moi le bras.
Dans un sourire fixons la page
Et pas se dire, c’est un passage….

Beau ce cliché il est vivant,
Nos yeux brouillés en disent tant.
On y respire et çà se voit,
Tant de plaisir à être là.

Sur ce bristol tout en couleurs,
Marque l’envol d’un grand bonheur.
Dans ces images si belles en soi
Font un passage qu'on oublie pas,

Et pas du souvenir
En restant au présent,
Sans ne jamais me dire
C’était hier, antan…
Je me tourne au futur
Le regard en av’nir,
Quand l’amour est bien mûr
Il me faut le cueillir.

Je regarde les rêves lointains,
Sans prendre garde on y revient,
Et toute la peine surgit si vite,
Quand les « on s’aime » prennent la fuite.

,Alors dis-moi que cette photo,
Elle restera comme le plus beau.
Qu’encore loin et même vieux
Ce papier peint sera nous deux.

Et pas du souvenir
En restant au présent,
Sans ne jamais me dire
C’était hier, antan…
Je me tourne au futur
Le regard en av’nir,
Quand l’amour est bien mûr
Il me faut le cueillir.

Et pas du souvenir
En restant au présent,
Sans ne jamais me dire
C’était hier, antan…
Je me tourne au futur
Le regard en av’nir,
Quand l’amour est bien mûr
Il me faut le cueillir.

Et pas du souvenir
En restant au présent,
Sans ne jamais me dire
C’était hier, antan…

Et pas du souvenir,,,

THE PHOTO

For the photo come closer,
Hand on your back, give me your arm.
With a smile let's stare at the page
And not to say to oneself, it is a passage….

Beautiful this shot it is alive,
Our blurred eyes say so much.
We breathe there and it shows,
So much fun to be there.

On this colorful bristol,
Marks the flight of great happiness.
In these images so beautiful in themselves
Make a passage that we don't forget,

And no memory
Staying in the present,
Without ever telling me
It was yesterday, yesteryear...
I turn to the future
Looking ahead,
When love is ripe
I have to pick it up.

I look at distant dreams,
Without taking heed we come back to it,
And all the pain arises so quickly,
When the "we love each other" run away.

So tell me that this photo,
She will remain as the most beautiful.
That still far and even old
This wallpaper will be the two of us.

And no memory
Staying in the present,
Without ever telling me
It was yesterday, yesteryear...
I turn to the future
Looking ahead,
When love is ripe
I have to pick it up.

And no memory
Staying in the present,
Without ever telling me
It was yesterday, yesteryear...
I turn to the future
Looking ahead,
When love is ripe
I have to pick it up.

And no memory
Staying in the present,
Without ever telling me
It was yesterday, yesteryear...

And no memory,,,

LA PHOTO (Chanson Française)

Bottle - Music & Lyrics by Grenzlicht | Music & Additional Lyrics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | Dark Underground Electro-Punk Rock | YT VID

YT Video, Bottle: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8vhVGS2PHi8

YT Video, Old Energy: www.youtube.com/watch?v=vja0TOjvfSU

Hope you all enjoy this super sonic track with all of it's real-deal underground retro-electro glam-glory emissions! 

Roland of Grenzlicht creates the most amazing razor sharp modular synth music here remaining true to the electro-punk era, that pure analogue sound that I simply could not resist! 

My whole life I've wanted to record music like this ever since I discovered it in my youth...I live for this kind of sound and I thank the universe for Roland, that he came along from nowhere and then ever so nicely invited me to sing on his spectacular Bottle track, making my dream to come true! I'm deeply fascinated by this sonic creation and feel so proud to be participating!  

I just wanted to add that I went for the chronically-addicted-dark-drinker type with my (nonsensical drunken chitter-chatter) vocal performance, how this untamed woman will do anything for the drink and the company that goes with...I think that kind of personality type really comes across in this piece...keeping my fingers crossed that you agree :)

Thank you Dear Roland from the bottom of my heart for this awesome sonic gem & your stellar lyrics!  

Cover Art Design: Photo & Graphics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe]

Music Composed & Produced, Recorded & Performed, Mixed & Mastered by Roland of Grenzlicht | Final Vocals & Harmonies Mixed & Mastered by Roland of Grenzlicht

Vocals & Harmonies Composed & Produced, Recorded & Performed, Mixed by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] at IYERN [Fe] RECORDS CANADA

More amazing music from Grenzlicht here: https://soundcloud.com/grenzlicht

Bottle - Lyrics by Grenzlicht | Additional Music & Lyrics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe]  



Cover Art Design: Photo & Graphics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe]

Bottle Final Rekha 1.2 Master Wav 44,1 Khz 16 Bit

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8vhVGS2PHi8

Bottle

Bottle - Music & Lyrics by Grenzlicht | Music & Additional Lyrics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | Electro

No Hiding Place

Danser Avec Toi  (dance whith you)(너와 춤을 춰)

Lolita

Based on the song written by Merle Kilgore&June Carter - and good ol’ Johnny Cash’s performance.

Ring Of Fire - Merle Kilgore&June Carter - Cover

We are not a cover band, although we do enjoy incorporating recognizable motifs and sounds into our songs as hooks to the past and a form of tribute to artists of the past.
This song is a shout out to Supertramp, The lyrics are a bit of a ‘poke’ at these so called ‘celebrities’ that got the looks, but little else going on. They even manage to write a book about their superficial lives…well…ok…they get someone else to do that for them. 
“Look at her body?” Hmmm…well we do, probably because there’s nothing else about ‘em. 
Musically, it was always about the keyboard sound in tension with the strings that called Supertramp - the band - to mind.

*available for free - track 10 from the album Wait and See - https://www.terrywigmore.com/wigmore-allen-gibbons

                                              SUPER TRAMP

She draped one leg over the arm…She got no wit, but she’s full of charm
I got my note book out to write down all the things that she…
Had not got in her own head…
She could not look me in the eye…It started to rain and I just wanna cry
Well here she come now…Super tramp

“I’m not a super, a super tramp
I’m not a super, a super tramp
Well, I’ve got more brains than you got britches
Got more schemes than you’ve got hitches…baby…baby”

There’s nothing more that you could say…
I’m just a fly upon the wall you want to swat away
Well here you are again, with your life story…Bore me…
“Look at ma baw-dee…(Look at her bawdee)  Ain’t I gaw-geous?
I got no brains but I can fake it…haha I mean…shake it for you!”
Well here she goes again…super tramp

(Body-shake-down:)

“Well I got more brains than you got britches
Got more schemes than you’ve got hitches…”
Oooooh….She’s dangerous …
Oooooh….She’s outrageous…
Oooooh….But it makes her lots of money!

I had to stop to rub my aching eyes, all she was full of was …
Expensive perfume and cheap surprise…that’s no surprise. 
But she couldn’t… buy a halo…
And so the book came out in July…It made her a $million, 
But I don’t know why…She’s still a super…super… tramp

Wigmore: Synths, Production
Allen: Lyrics, Vocals, Bass

Wait and See - Keith's Picks

Super Tramp

Glimmer On The Horizon, A Distant Twinkling Beacon Of Hope

What The Eyes Do Not See

Carlita Wants to Destroy the Moon

Carlita Wants To Destroy The Moon

After The Evening News

PETIT PRINCE
DESSINE MOI UNE CHANSON
CHANTE MOI UN MOUTON
REFAIS MOI UN MONDE

PETIT PRINCE
J’AI APPRIS MES LEÇONS
J’AI SUIVI LES MOUTONS
ET QUE VOIS-JE À LA RONDE

C’EST UN MONDE
PAS MOYEN DE S’ENTENDRE
EST-CE SI DUR D’ÊTRE TENDRE
ET DE SE TENDRE LA MAIN

PETIT PRINCE
MONTRE MOI TON ÉTOILE
QUE J’Y METTE LES VOILES
POUR M’Y REFAIRE UN MONDE  

PETIT PRINCE
J’AI CASSÉ MON MOTEUR
TOI TU REPARS AILLEURS
T’OCCUPER DE TA FLEUR

PETIT PRINCE
PLUS MOYEN DE SAVOIR
PLUS MOYEN DE SE VOIR
SAUF AVEC LE CŒUR
 
PETIT PRINCE
C’EST POUR TOI QUE J’EN PINCE
REPARTI DANS L’ESPACE
VERS TON ASTEROÏDE

PETIT PRINCE

ASTÉROÏDE B612

ET MERCI POUR LE BLUES

PETIT PRINCE (Lyrics)

Music by ɅƉﺍꝚﺍɅNƠ 
Photo by ɅƉﺍꝚﺍɅNƠ 

A Cyberpunk tune inspired by "Blade Runner" and "Cyberpunk 2077".

This track is downloadable

𝐍𝐄𝐓 𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 / D7200

Something different for the holidays.

A lot of synths, keyboard, guitars, bass, bassoon, sleigh bells, shakers, tambourine in a mix of beats from hip hop to pop at 85 bpm. Migrating geese in flight recorded live October and November 2023.

So I had recorded geese calls to use in music. What developed was a surprise to me, Wild Geese music that came pouring out in one eight-hour period on the day before winter solstice. Don’t know if it’s good — just what happened when the geese took me on the journey with them, flying high to their good weather hideaways or on a trip home.

Wild Geese

I know, I know....oh... oh...oh...
I don't know you
and you don't know me
You're on my phone
You're watching me
Oh, somehow it EXCITES me...Ooh...Oh
I know
You say yes, you say no
I say « oui »...
I don't know... Oh 
You like me...I like you
We have fun
You caress my mind 
going way over the line online
I want you
...and you're wantin' me
What will it take 'til I feel you
...in my arms and you feel me
In reality ….Oh ...Uh Oh
Mmm, Is this the cruel reality
I want you....
...and you're wantin' me
I know...I know...I know
Shall we say « oui » (Fantasy)
Shall we be free
Say yes, don't say no
You want it...
It's only a story ( I know) to me.

Oui Non

OUI NON

Vidéo Youtube : https://youtu.be/iuKWsTPB7mM
Des fois
Texte Yves 13
Chant : Julia
Musique : Alain Illos

des fois je sens que le temps vient
j'l'entends qui jappe comme un chien
l'impatient qui veut m'entrainer
allez viens-t-en l'heure a sonné
viens on s'en va voir les collines
et les p'tits chemins qui cheminent
ceux qui broussaillent entre les pins
d'où le soleil n'est jamais loin
ceux-là qui sont tes préférés
dont les vallons ont le secret
et puis qui grimpent jusqu'au crêt
là où la mer se fait forêt
viens-t-en jouer au P'tit Poucet
vider tes poches et tout laisser
aux écureuils aux sangliers
il n'y'a pas mieux pour oublier
et ce jour-là il fera beau
mon pot' le clair soleil là-haut
aura juste un léger penchant
à s'incliner vers le couchant
pour me céder un peu de place
de bonne grâce dans l'espace
des fois je sens que vient le temps
d'aller m'enterrer dans le vent

Des Fois  avec Julia

Child in Time Instrumental Cover
Cover „Deep Purple“ Child in Time
Musik and Production Paploviante 2020
One of the best from Deep Purple

MJ One 2 Loop

MikaJ Saturn