Name: ThursdayMeetsBossa by Earnie MusikLogo
Duration: 2 min 48 s
Description: MusikLogo ThursdayMeetsBossa K2121114 BiaB 12.Feb.2020

Cool uplifting bossa ... simply wonderful

Love the bossa rhythm. Exquisitely done. Xylophone, accordion and guitar complement each other well.

Here are sneak peaks in every song the EP by Christiane Dehmer. Full music & details: https://www.christiane-dehmer.com/music/ep-together/

Christiane Dehmer is singer, composer and played piano and all other instruments such as synthesizers on this album.
Let’s stick together, because: "TOGETHER we are stronger“ So the the refrain of the title tune is starting.

Together (excerpt)

Musikvideo: https://youtu.be/cRXDjuMZTew

Komposition & Text: Katja von Bauske 
Produzent: Sebastian Muxfeldt

Album: Projekt Weltweit
https://katja-von-bauske.com/home#shop

Projekt Weltweit <8883-58873>

Leinen Los  <Projekt Weltweit>

Absurd

Never Give Up

Never Give Up (Radio Edit)

One for the Road

Second part of my father trilogy.
This song is based on a dream I had a good 20 years ago with my father, who had been dead for some time. 
I am in a dimly lit room. It's just me and somehow my father's energy body. At some point, this invisible energy body comes towards me. Then we embrace. It is a merging embrace. Something deep inside me releases and makes me cry. It's not so much a sad cry, but a liberating, soothing cry that pacifies me completely. 
Since this dream, the grudge I harboured against him for a long time has largely disappeared.     
Somehow he has been there inside me since then and I can sometimes visit him (even in dreams) when I want to talk to him.

The arrangement of the song is deliberately minimalist (just vocals, guitar and violin, hardly any effects) in order to emphasise the tremendous intimacy of the encounter between my father and me in the dream described above (there is no longer a "leaf" between us).

My Father  (Lyrics in English)

Would so like to talk to you
Break through the walls to the hereafter
Meet you in a moon cafe
On chairs that stand here and there

You died before the Berlin Wall came down
My son was born on the day you died
Never saw my beautiful wife
Although you had aimed 
For a hundred years of life

You only reached half of it
Life was rarely really easy for you

You were often too close to the stars
Underestimated the danger to your life
Had so many visions
Wanted to live in castles in the air

Then you were all there again
So clairvoyant, wise and clear

Would love to have you with me now
My father, I would love to have you here now 

The dividing wall to you is now open
I haven't met you for so long
You're waiting for me in the moon cafe
I see you in the soft twilight

I want to tell you so many things
What happened after you left
You still wanted to experience it all
Your early death did not grant you that

You were so torn, the demons, they tore at you
You loved the rush, had little sense of yourself

And yet you were in deep distress
My ever-protecting boat
My steadying hand
The lighthouse in my land of chaos

You gave up the shirt off your back
That ultimately cost you your life

Would love to have you with me now
My father, I wish you were here now


Mein Vater (Deutscher Originaltext)

Möchte so gern mit Dir sprechen
Die Mauern zum Jenseits durchbrechen
Dich in einem Mond-Cafe` treffen
Auf Stühlen, die hier und dort stehen

Vor dem (Berliner) Mauerfall bist Du gestorben
An Deinem Todestag wurde mein Sohn geboren
Hast meine schöne Frau niemals erlebt
Dabei hattest Du 
Hundert Jahre Leben angestrebt

Hast grad‘ mal gut die Hälfte davon erreicht
Das Leben war für Dich selten wirklich leicht

Warst oft den Sternen zu nah
Unterschätztest die Lebensgefahr
Hattest so viele Visionen
Wolltest in Luftschlössern wohnen

Dann warst Du wieder ganz da
So hellsichtig, weise und klar

Hätt‘ Dich so gern jetzt bei mir
Mein Vater, hätt‘ Dich jetzt gern hier 

Die Trennwand zu Dir steht jetzt offen
So lange hab‘ ich Dich nicht getroffen
Du wartest im Mond-Cafe‘ auf mich
Ich seh‘ Dich im zarten Dämmerlicht

Ich will Dir so vieles erzählen
Was so geschah nach Deinem Fortgehen
Du wolltest das alles noch erleben
Dein früher Tod hat Dir das nicht vergönnt

Warst so zerrissen, die Dämonen, sie zerrten an Dir
Liebtest den Rausch, hattest für Dich wenig Feingespür

Und dennoch warst Du in tiefer Not
Mein stets mich schützendes Boot
Meine mir haltgebende Hand
Der Leuchtturm in meinem Chaos-Land

Hast Dein letztes Hemd hergegeben
Das kostete Dich letztlich Dein Leben

Hätt‘ Dich so gern jetzt bei mir
Mein Vater, hätt‘ Dich jetzt gern hier

Mein Vater (My Father)

Help!

Introduction in English

Sometimes I have to smile a little when I think about the fact that John Lennon was only 24 years old when he wrote these lyrics. 
He certainly didn't know about the cries for help that come with ageing from 60 plus. The experience of gradual physical decline and the increasing dependence on the support of other people. The gradual loss of autonomy, which is so important for one's own dignity. And the subliminal threat of retirement and nursing homes approaching, which then temporarily pulls you out of your increasing mental derangement by singing old Beatles songs.
But apart from that, he certainly already knew a lot about the hardships of being different, of not belonging; the longing to experience something like love in the worldwide recognition and at the same time having to suffocate and drown in this wave of adoration. 
In the pop era of the time, his desperate cry for help was reduced to a tolerable two minutes
I turned it into a leisurely three-minute waltz. And tried to express my increasing need for help in certain areas of life in different ways: shy and fragile, desperate and humble, angry and almost accusatory. 
And towards the end, I find myself in an almost otherworldly limbo in which a part of me comes to peace with the cry for help and finds its own new dignity in it.

Einführung auf Deutsch
Manchmal muß ich ein wenig schmunzeln, wenn ich daran denke, dass John Lennon erst 24 Jahre alt war, als er diesen Songtext schrieb. 
Da wusste er mit Sicherheit noch nichts von den Hilferufen, die mit dem Älterwerden ab 60 plus einhergehen. Die Erfahrung des allmählichen körperlichen Zerfalls und die sich zunehmend anschleichende Angewiesenheit auf die Unterstützung von anderen Menschen. Der allmähliche Verlust von Autonomie, der für die eigene Würde so wichtig ist. Und das unterschwellig drohende Herannahen von Senioren- und Pflegeheimen, die einem dann mit dem Singen von alten Beatles-Songs vorübergehend aus der zunehmenden geistigen Umnachtung herausreißen.
Aber abgesehen davon wußte er sicher schon viel von den Nöten des Andersseins, des nicht dazu gehörens; der Sehnsucht, in der weltweiten Anerkennung so etwas wie Liebe zu erfahren und zugleich in dieser Verehrungswelle geradezu ersticken und ertrinken zu müssen. 
In der damaligen Pop-Zeit wurde sein verzweifelter Hilferuf auf allseits erträgliche gut zwei Minuten eingedampft.
Ich habe daraus einen gut dreiminütigen gemächlichen Walzer gemacht. Und dabei versucht, meine in gewissen Lebensbereichen zunehmende Hilfsbedürftigkeit auf verschiedene Weise auszudrücken: Scheu und zerbrechlich, verzweifelt und demütig, wütend und beinahe anklagend. 
Und zum Ende hin befinde ich mich in einer fast schon jenseitigen Zwischenwelt, in der ein Teil in mir mit dem Hilferuf in Frieden kommt und darin eine eigene neue Würde findet.

Help!

Help! (Lennon/Mccartney)

Eine der Kurzgeschichten aus meinem Buch "Heavenly - Magische Begegnungen" selbst eingesprochen.

Gloria - Der Engel, der lieber zu Fuß ging

LYRICS:

Who will you be?

Verse 1:
One day all wars will end
The dust will settle and the sun shine again
We will rise from the rubble and pick up our tools
To rebuild our homes and our souls

Ch:
Who will you be when all is done
When war is over and love has won
Doors will be opened once and for all
Tell me, who will you be
Tell me, who will you be

Verse 2
A different world, but still the same
The same blood flowing through all our veins
Sisters and brothers under the one open sky
Together, pulling the load

Ch:
Who will you be when all is done
When war is over and love has won
Doors will be opened once and for all
Tell me, who will you be
Tell me, who will you be

Bridge:
A lifetime of choices to make
No country was built in one day
Choosing the wrong way can tear down your dreams
But life can be more than it seems

Verse 3:
One day all tears will end
We’ll see the world with a child’s open mind
We’ll laugh with our neighbours, take care of our friends
As one tribe, one world and one love

Ch:
Who will you be when all is done
When war is over and love has won
Doors will be opened once and for all
Tell me, who will you be
Tell me, who will you be

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Piano: Helge Nysted
Music, lyrics and vocal: Monica Krogstad
Music co-write: Walter Grønli

Who will you be

Who Will You Be

www.LeoWill.de

vocals: Leo Will 
drums/MD/Mix: James Simpson 
bass: Hervé Jeanne 
guitar: Mo Jonas 
keys: Robert Kesternich

music: Billy Taylor
lyrics: Dick Dallas

photo: Bernd Mummenthey

2016/09/19 live at Marlene Bar, Hannover

Live Snippet - I wish I knew how it would feel to be free (Leo Will & Band)

MusikLogo ThursdayMeetsBossa K2121114 BiaB 12.Feb.2020

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