Rock is natty or what

DREAM A PATH OF LOVE FOR THIS WORLD

Apples of Appreciation: For your playlists and comments on Weird Things People Do In Portland Pt.2

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Tradacoustic series no. 277

Music, mostly recent, a few days, a few months...

created on: 2023/10/18

hk_tradacoustic_277

As always, a work in progress until end of month

MTD Mixtape November 2023

December Friends

Related tracks: EXTREMIST

Related tracks: This Is My Life W/ Janne Hennie

EdgeOfDark

Have made too much ballads in the past so this is the consequence...
No more Mr. Nice Guy 😎🤘🏼
RIP Ozzy !

Lessons

Paranoid

Johann Krieger (1649 - 1725)
Menuet
guitar duet

Recorded with Zoom H2N 
YT link: https://youtu.be/FO_D3Vq2Ekk

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Martin Audio: 
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YT: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCb_qsVNkaZaHa7vzBWNOKyQ
SC: https://soundcloud.com/martin-audio-517882150
e-mail: martinaudio108@gmail.com

Johann Krieger: Menuet in A minor baroque classical guitar duet (mixed by Martin Audio)

Josh Clary - Bass and Guitar work! Thank you!!
https://on.soundcloud.com/FZBBmwsHdSkTDMK49

Dim Sum Orgy

Dub Knife

Incursion is based on self sampled sounds from car doors slamming to electric toothbrushes.
Mastering: Mark Suttle www.msevenmusic.com
Featured on
GHETTO UNDERGROUND VOL. 8
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DHqkR1T5ehg&t=3974s

Incursion

Lyrics, Vocals, Vocal Melody by Nadia Selvaggi
Instrumental & Mix by Toshi Rio: https://soundcloud.com/toshi-rio

Just Another Teenage Suicide
by Nadia Selvaggi

The clang of a dead ringer's bell ignored
and the Angel of Death draws her sword

You kneel in sorrow at my tomb,
eyes swelling red and wide,
as you lay a flowered wreath of guilt,
and wonder why -- why God took me!

I saw the world through a fog of lies, 
self-hatred and delusion,
but only a child would have come to that conclusion -
and have God take me!

Now, I will always be just another teenage suicide

Now, in the rapture of life 
you sacrifice your own life,
and ask God to take you!

Screaming from above --
can you hear me?

Now, I will always be just another teenage suicide

The clang of a dead ringer's bell ignored,
and the Angel of Death draws her sword

The darkest days still bring 
a soothing voice, a morning sky
And may the veil be lifted
from your weary eyes --
and may God wake you!

Just Another Teenage Suicide by Toshi Rio & Nadia Selvaggi

BreathNine

For song and album art visit Wou-Wou & the Wormling at:
https://wouwouandthewormling.com
https://www.instagram.com/wouwouandthewormling
https://www.redbubble.com/people/thewormling/shop
https://www.patreon.com/wouwouandthewormling

Or just buy Wou-Wou & the Wormling a cup of coffee here:
https://ko-fi.com/wouwouandthewormling

This is the 7th song posted from the album I have been working on using demo tracks given to me by Wou-Wou & the Wormling during the start of the pandemic! I can't believe how fast time has passed and how long we have been working on this project. 4 songs from the album are based on a graphic novel that Wou-Wou had started before the pandemic began. The rest of the songs are reflections of the weird times we were living in.

Big thanks to Wou Wou, Bit-zone, and Stricknice for still being here after all these years. I have known and worked with people on SoundCloud probably longer than I have known high school friends, college friends, and friends from various jobs. Huge thanks to Guitar Wizards of the Future. I remember when I first began participating in the SoundCloud community, I would always eagerly anticipate a new GWOTF track, especially because I grew up in Oakland California. I look forward to hearing a new one someday! In the meantime, go check out the classics on their page!

Track Credits:
guitarwizardsofthefuture: Organs
https://soundcloud.com/guitarwizardsofthefuture
https://guitarwizardsofthefuture.bandcamp.com
Stricknice: Guitar additions, Samples and Sample Work, Keys
https://soundcloud.com/j-nice-6
Bitzone: Drums, Bass, Mix, and Master
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
http://www.bitzones.net
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Drums, Guitars, Synth, Original Demo Track, Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
https://wouwouandthewormling.bandcamp.com
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCy0rEOgxbaIcWbZZuxAKVmA
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:

Would 
You like to 
Skip work and go to the seaside
Would 
You like to
Go tubing by the riverside

Please say so 
Please say so
Geeze don’t make me wait 
Another day though 
I been x-ing out the dates
Each and every day though 
Cause I just can’t seem 
To let me let you go 

What 
About going 
For a naked bike ride
What 
About going 
To a dispensary and getting high

Please say so 
Please say so
Geeze don’t make me hate 
Another day though 
I been poking at my plate
Each and every day though 
Just staring in the mirror
Watching as my hair grows 

Would
You like to 
Visit a park 2 feet wide
Would 
You like to
Be my voodoo donut bride 

Please say so 
Please say so
Geeze don’t make me wait 
Another day though 
I been x-ing out the dates
Each and every day though 
Cause I just can’t seem 
To let me let you go

Weird Things People Do In Portland

Guitar Wizards of the Future, Wou-Wou, Stricknice, Bitzone & CK - Weird Things People Do In Portland

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M2HWictQLuA

Try Again One More (playin' Djass)

My old friend Strootman Pianomonster (will post soon on https://soundcloud.com/stroot-246138153) sent me some of his baroque recordings on harpsichord. I've worked on one of them with all the Ruizzoid stuff you can hear, and even translated to Latin one of my old poems!

VOLO OSCULUM TUUM  /  I WANT YOUR KISS

 Volo saxum ad clamare.  /  I want a rock to cry on.  
 Ad gemere, quis saxum.  /  To moan, any rock.  

(Volo osculum tuum ad somniare.  /  I want your kiss to dream.  
 Ad vivere, nisi osculum tuum.  /  For living, just your kiss.)
  
Volo flammam ad queri.  /  I want a flame to scream.  
 Ad pati, quis flammam.  /  To suffer, any flame.  

(Volo osculum tuum…  /  I want your kiss... ) 

 Volo pugionem ad exspirare.  /  I want a dagger to expire.  
 Ad mori quis pugionem.  /  To die, any dagger.  

(Volo osculum tuum…  /  I want your kiss... )

Volo Osculum Tuum (with Strootman on harpsichord)

Intrépido y vago tlacuachito

This is an old song, originally written in 1992 or '93 while on a hitchhiking trip through the Nevada desert from Boise to Tucson Arizona. It took my friend and I eight days on the road to travel about 700 miles. 

The title is a reference to the two of us standing on opposite sides of the highway, willing to take a ride any direction as long as it got us out of there. It's about desperation, resignation, freedom, harassment, and finding beauty in the midst of extremes.

It is an experience I will personally never forget, and I have written the story once before but it was destroyed when a computer crashed and literally caught on fire before I could print it.

In the last few years I have started to try and tackle writing it again, and I stalled out a bit. Maybe revisiting this song will help inspire me to finish   documenting the tale?

You can read what there is of it here: https://twowaythumb.wordpress.com/

Ron and I originally recorded this song with our old band Godzoundz, but it was only ever released on a very limited cassette run. We decided a while back that we should chip away at re-recording these songs and try to give them their due as it was all pretty deep underground back then. So here's the first one of those.

Our basement studio flooded a couple weeks ago and production has been temporarily slowed, so we thought we'd trot out some of these oddities and misfits while we chip away at reworking our studio and getting it put back together. Hope you enjoy!

Godzoundz

Two Way Thumb

Musique, paroles et arrangements : Richard Gonfrier
Cover Design : Delphine Portier
Mix&Mastering : Freddie M. (Mastering True Music) https://soundcloud.com/masterigtruemusic
**Copyright©. All Rights Reserved SACEM registered**

Les premières notes de cette chanson me sont arrivées en Mai 2022, juste après avoir composé "Même si tout s'arrête". Peut-être ce qui explique une certaine ressemblance dans la façon de les avoir construites, à savoir des accords de synthés vintage qui servent de support à la mélodie et une thématique parlant d'histoire d'amour. Mais la comparaison s'arrête là car les deux titres ont vraiment chacun un caractère et une identité propres qui les distinguent l'un de l'autre sans hésitation. 
Cette chanson est restée dans les cartons près de 1 an, avant que je n'écrive les paroles en Mai dernier, et que je l'enregistre. Ensuite mon ami Freddie de MTM Production a mis sa "touch" pour re-mixer et masteriser ce titre, en lui redonnant du punch et toute la dynamique nécessaire. Freddie, encore merci pour toute l'expérience et le temps que tu accordes à mes créations. C'est à mes yeux d'une valeur inestimable.
J'espère que vous prendrez plaisir à découvrir ce titre, au moins autant de plaisir que j'ai pu avoir à l'écrire et le réaliser. Comme d'habitude, n'hésitez pas à "liker" et reposter, c'est très apprécié et si important pour Freddie et moi!

The first notes of this song came to me in May 2022, just after composing “Même si tout s'arrête”. Perhaps this explains a certain resemblance in the way they were constructed, namely vintage synth chords which serve as support for the melody and a theme speaking of a love story. But the comparison stops there because the two titles really each have their own character and identity which distinguish them from each other without hesitation.
This song was in the works for almost a year, before I wrote the lyrics last May, and recorded it. Then my friend Freddie from MTM Production put his touch to re-mix and master this title, giving it some punch and all the necessary dynamics. Freddie, thank you again for all the experience and time you give to my creations. In my eyes, it is of inestimable value.
I hope you enjoy discovering this title, at least as much pleasure as I had writing and producing it. As usual, don't hesitate to "like" and repost, it's very appreciated and so important to Freddie and me!

Spleen de toi (Paroles de Richard Gonfrier)

J’viens encore de rêver de toi 
Que tu posais tes mains sur moi
Ma nuit n’a plus d’sens 
J’me réveille comme ça 

Je me retourne mais tu n’es pas là 
Je sais pas bien ce qui ne va pas
Je n’ai pour réponse 
Que des pourquoi

Refrain :
Mais je regarde les avions partir sans toi
Je te cherche dans tous les aéroports 
Je me perds dans le souvenir de ta voix 
Don’t go

Mais quand je regarde le ciel je te revois
Je ne l’ai pas réalisé encore
J’veux revoir ton sourire, j’ai le spleen de toi
Don’t go

J’écris des mots d’amour pour toi
Je crie mes maux que tu n’entends pas
J’me demande si c’est 
pas mieux comme ça 

J’aurais voulu être ton roi
Être ton vice et toi mon versa
Mais le temps qu’j’me lance
Tu es loin déjà 

Refrain :
Mais je regarde les avions partir sans toi
Je te cherche dans tous les aéroports 
Je me perds dans le souvenir de ta voix 
Don’t go

Spleen De Toi

Walk the Dog

FEEL UP
Vocals and Synths : GHOSTHACK
www.Ghosthack.de
Mix, Arrangement and Production: Lillithe

FEEL UP

Orange And Cream

super chill dream machine

Super Chill Dream Machine

Original by Gasolin 1976

Vocal : Janne Hennie

This Is My Life W/ Janne Hennie

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves:  Vocals
Gary Reeves:  Drums
Hans-Michael Albers:  All other instruments, Arrangement & Production

In the aftermath of Bri's death, me and my brother Gal had many conversations about ways in which we could celebrate his life, particularly in regard to his music.  His songs were the soundtrack to our life, pretty much uncelebrated outside of the family circle but as important to us as those that spawned lifelong careers for their creators in the big wide world existing outside the close-knit Reeves clan.
Through his membership at the mental health charity Core Arts, Gal became aware of SoundCloud.  In May 2012, he logged-in for the very first time and quickly  became utterly fascinated with the site.  Before long, he created a page called ‘Mountain Songs’, so named after Rocky Mountain, the alter-ego Bri had adopted during his late teenage years.
More in hope than expectation, Gal posted a few songs. Plays didn’t exactly flood-in at first, until Gal realised that to get, one had to give, so he set about finding artists whose music pushed all the right buttons. So began an obsession that would take him to unexpected horizons and which, in return, brought many to the Mountain Songs page. 
One who returned time after time was an Australian artist called ‘Chris O’, who left behind so many positive, encouraging comments.  At that stage he didn’t even know how to reply to these but Chris took the trouble to educate him in the finer points of SC etiquette and as time went on, a true music friendship was born.  When she was touring the UK, she even took the trouble to visit him on more than once occasion, virtual friends becoming in-the-flesh real.  
A few months ago, Chris sent Gal the most wonderful present.  Previously, Gal had sent her a link to a video he’d once made of cloud formations, which Chris seemed to enjoy very much.  Consequently, her gift was a wonderful video of clouds, seen from ground level and also from various aeroplane trips she'd taken over the years, accompanied by a stunning song called ‘Looking Up and Down’ which, to Gal’s amazement, she dedicated to him:   
https://youtu.be/3fHo4B1x_BY?si=3q2-8Vo_e3sJ10q9
Around the same time, Chris had left a comment under the Cripple Club song ‘My Atheist Angels’, lamenting that she had never found the love I had with Jo but in her usual way, expressing solace that she nonetheless had her “guitars, banjos and songs”.  This got me thinking that  maybe Chris had no idea how much and how widely she is herself loved.  And so started the germ of an idea for a song that would express my admiration for her talent and drive.  I know there are many among you who’d agree and hope I’ve managed to encapsulate that admiration in the track.  Many thanks for reading and listening.  (Terry Reeves)   

I met a brave woman by the name of Mrs O
Playing ‘The Blues’ flying high sometimes flying low
Guitars and Banjos pitching..always acoustic 
Singing and sharing a love affair with music

The Love Of Mrs O

No distance too far, mile by mile growing warm
Confidence of written word believing in art-form
Marriage strings and voice harmonising sounds
The love of freedom scales tightly in bounds 

The Love Of Mrs O

Concerts of brave, pulse to a time
Ensemble in waves, helping the climb
Brothers of blues, traveller of love
Live music choose, to fit like a glove

The Love Of Mrs O

Mrs O keeps soaring magnum opus in her hands
Song of friendship for a man from many bands
Expanse of cumulus clouds, filming for all to see
Never hiding from the challenge in the Nebulosity 

The Love Of Mrs O

Up and down across the world finding a closeness
No discrimination of any kind, love is always best
From ‘The Beatles’ land to a Sydney education 
Fondness for Mrs O, giving a continuous ovation

The Love Of Mrs O

THE LOVE OF MRS. O - CRIPPLE CLUB

Machine Language

Photo : Marielle Lemaire - Ariège - France

Marcher, c'est des captures d'images, des sentiments qui se composent, se transforment, se ruminent en de douces pensées. Dans l'enlacement continu du parcours, cette source de satiété physique offre une richesse grandissante à l'esprit. La pérégrination ancre nos sens dans cette réalité.

Walking is capturing images, feelings that are composed, transformed, ruminated in sweet thoughts. In the continuous embrace of the journey, this source of physical satiety offers a growing richness to the spirit. The journey anchors our senses in this reality.

Ce projet se compose d'un prélude, d'une pièce principale, de cet interlude suivi de son postlude.

3 - Sur Le Chemin - Avec Franck Douvin

Mink

Here's a collaboration I did with GBailey (@gbailey) over on Bandlab on this original composition of his. G laid down a fabulous guitar track, and I added piano, organ, bass, and percussion. Enjoy the ride to Green Mountain!

Road To Green Mountain (Collaboration with GBailey)

I decided to re-release this standard as I wanted to see if I could pep it up a bit. My version is based on the Blues Brothers version.

Sweet Home Chicago - reprise (by the Blues Brothers, written by Robert Johnson)

It Matters

The fourth album from UK guitarist John Byrne touches Blues, Jazz, Rockabilly and even African guitar music, This is a tighter collection of tracks trimmed down and focused on the emotion of the instrument.

Recorded with a Les Paul Standard, USA Strat, PRS Custom 24, Jazz Bass, JamStik MIDI guitar and more.

The Bold And The Blasphemous

352. whitey on the moon (gil scott heron).mp3

Going to the festival and there's no one to see. 
May as well take these pills on the way in with me.
We're staying up all night cos we don't need no sleep.
No cash, no fags, no tent and nothing to eat.
Slowly were going insane.
Shane, we all know your name.

Going to the festival and there's plenty to drink. 
We didn't bring it, but who cares what they think.
Wander round all night cos you ain't going to sleep.
No bed. No bag. No phones and nothing to eat. 
Slowly, we're going insane.
Shane, we all know your name.

Three days will go by in an instant.
Five years will go by in a flash.
Your life be gone before you know it so watch out.
Get yourself to the festival 
Best of all?
Now.

Going to the festival and you don't have to think.
May as well enjoy it while your lives on the brink. 
Staying home alone's no fun with nothing to do. 
No job. No home. No bird and no one to screw.
Slowly, we were going insane.
Shane, we all know your name 

Three days will go by in an instant.
Five years will go by in a flash.
Your life be gone before you know it so watch out.
Get yourself to the festival 
Best of all?
Now.

Folk Festival [2023]

BEGINNING

Dusk

6.DUSK

This is my message of peace, brotherhood, hope and love for all the people of the Earth and the Universe...
Find unconditional love.. and you will find yourself! Namastè

The Same Time

Cast of Characters:

TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen–guitar, mix, and production

J.J. Terrell–@j-j-terrell –electric piano, organ, and arrangement

K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums and percussion

Llanpsych–@llanpsych –Tez–guitar

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1–four string fretless bass, guitar, arrangement

  This is a song that began as a drum track that Ken came up initially as a beat for another SoundCloud user, who respectfully declined it. Instead of letting a solid go to waste, Ken set it loose with JJ and Josh, who came up with an arrangement for the music over top of what they felt was a very killer beat. What was originally a jam, turned into a showcase of the entire Eclectic Collective. Josh also did some guitar work in this one, and with Stephen's brilliant harmony, came up with the opening theme that reoccurs about halfway through. His guitar can also be heard briefly right after the opening theme. Along with Stephen's other half of the theme, he is also responsible for the dynamic, climactic leads through most of it. Tez added his incendiary guitar to the final section, when all else was said and done, as a cherry on top. After all the tracks were in the digital can, we were lucky enough to have Stephen produce and mix it for us. 
  We hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving and are looking forward to the winter holidays. We also hope you enjoy this ride as much as we enjoyed assembling

Helium Weights-Eclectic Collective

Hello tout le Monde,cela faisait longtemps que je voulais vous concocter un p'tit Rock à la sauce Madeleine,et bien voilà,c'est fait!!!. J'espère vous entendre taper du pied comme il se doit dans de telles circonstances,Rock'n'Rollement vôtre......

J'en ai marre...

Mood Exhibit - Last Portrait

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.   Featuring Soprano Saxophone solo. Vibraphone solo. Flute solo. Godin Nylon Guitar Rhythm. Steinway Brothers Acoustic Piano Rhythm. Acoustic Stand-up Bass. Drums Full drum trap set. Percussion, Congas, Ago go Bells, Cow bells. 22" Zildjan Ride & Crash Cymbal.

Splender

Essentialy Yours

Keith had a gentle guitar phrase and  a few words that he was playing with and shuffled it over to me for a listen to see what I made of it. The result is the song below. The conflict is in the spirituality represented by the sparks on a fire ascending, and the observation that the embers twinkle, fade and fall, silent. What is it all about if the prayers, meditations and positive thoughts just fall back to earth like the sparks? The beliefs we embrace must hit the road of reality. If they measure up to good - wonderful! But if not? The supreme irony for me is watching kids being taught to hate in a religious school class.  I was going to use the coordinating conjunction BUT to set up the point of contrast (But you can't..."). Instead, Keith preferred the AND ("And you can't...") as, in addition to all that one CAN believe, you must be aware that other things follow too. Can And Cannot. So simple. Or is it?
Free D/L - Track 9 of the new album Hold On To Someone : https://www.terrywigmore.com/wigmore-allen-gibbons

Lyrics:
We seem to want to find
A spiritual connection to space and time
An affinity for infinity and the great beyond
Now, chuck your branch onto the fire
Watch it spark, and come alive
Embers drawn up into the night sky
Twinkling, fading, and in silence, fall

And you can't lead, once they've all been turned
And you can't light, what's already burned
And you can't teach compassion and hope
Once the hating's all been learned,

It's the lack of definition of in the twilight hours
That makes it so difficult to find our way
Past all the claims and assertions of things that cannot be proven
Now, chuck your branch onto the fire
Watch it spark, and come alive
Embers drawn up into the night sky
Twinkling, fading, and in silence fall

And you can't lead, once they've all been turned
And you can't light, what's already burned
And you can't teach compassion and hope
Once the hating's all been learned,

Wigmore: synths, production, lyrics, vocals
Allen: guitars, bass, music, additional vocals

Hold On (To Someone)

And You Can't

*** This extended version was not planned, rather, inspiration called for it, and I felt compelled to revisit this piece. I hope you will enjoy this new version. ***

A requiem for my sister Lisa, and 4th movement of a work I have planned to complete as I have time and inspiration for each part of my outline.

The title comes from my daughter, who heard me as I was playing with the initial melodic idea, and said it sounds like a mourning bird.

This piece is best heard through headphones or quality stereo speakers to hear all the details.

Special thanks to the following, in no particular order, for their feedback, support and kindness which helped me to make this piece what it is.
Loo(p)cy
Sara Di Paolo
Bruce Klepper
Jay Barbeau
Eileen Eaton

Instruments from Versilian Studios Chamber Orchestra 2 Professional Edition

Birds of Mourning: Extended Version

Cover Wishbone Ash
This song has a longer celtic folk intro, then turns into a mixture of blues rock elements and melodic rock ballad parts  and ends with a bluesy guitar solo impro...not so typical for this band, but I did it in my own way...

Throw Down The Sword (Wishbone Ash)

I start this new album with better sound by means of one of my more beloved and evolved songs ever, a structured piece with progressing parts.

LETRA   /   TRANSLATED LYRICS:

BIEN, MAL (LLUVIA VIEJA)    /   WELL, BADLY (OLD RAIN)

Sí, no, ¿por qué no?   /   Yes, no, why not? 
estoy pensando que esto no es lo mejor.   /   I am thinkinkg this is not the best.
Bien, mal, ¿tú qué tal?   /   Well, badly, what about you?
de repente me he puesto a pensar.   /   Suddenly I have started to think.

El tiempo esparcido entre mis amigos   /   Time scattered among my friends
 es el más valioso cuando estoy contigo.   /   is the most valuable one when I am with you
Los ratos vividos estando contigo   /   Moments lived being with you
 son reconfortantes cuando estoy perdido.   /   are comforting when I feel lost. 
Tengo que buscarlos entre mis amigos,   /   I must search for them among my friends
tengo que encontrarlos, pero ya se han ido todos.   /   I must find them, but they are all gone already.

Fumando   /   Smoking 
tras los cristales   /   behind the windows
mojados de lluvia vieja.   /   wet with old rain
Recuerdos   /   Memories
 que me llevan flotando   /   carry me floating
 a estar con ella.   /   to be with her

Tengo que buscarlos entre mis amigos.   /   I must search for them among my friends

Tú, yo, ¿qué sé yo?   /   You, me, what do I know?
está lloviendo pero tengo calor.   /   It is raining but I feel hot
Qué, quién, ¡mírame!   /   What, who, look at me !
soy todavía quien empezaste a querer.   /   I am still who you started do love

Soy todavía quien empezaste a querer.  /   I am still who you started do love

ER13PB01 ©1995 E-RUIZZO – ®2013 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;)

Image: "Prickle prick cactus", photo by Ruizzoidman

Bien, mal (Lluvia vieja)

Sweet Pristine

Blast from the Past

Composição 20 - 11 - 2020

When words fade, music speaks!

I appreciate all genre of music which helps me expand my musical horizon and allows me to experience new talents which in turn fuel my own creativity musically.
My music expresses my feelings, my personality and gives an intimate picture of various moments and experiences throughout my life. In truth, my music is my voice and my life story shared though the melody of each of my songs.

Machine Language

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