MTD Mixtape January 2024

LIBRARIAN FELL FROM HIGH AS A HOPE

MERRY BLUES IN A GYNOID HOME

A Sack Of Thanks: Gratitude for all your playlists and comments on Somnambulist Break In Pt. 2

SHRIKE DANCES ON A DEVIANCE TREE

Every Song Counts

Followed By The Librarian: 40 well read new songs from the SoundCloud community

Related tracks: You've Got To Believe in Something

High recommendation of headphones, to fully enjoy sound adds and effects.

Letra / translated lyrics:

África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...
la vieja madre...   /   the old mother...
África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...
la tierra extraña...   /   the strange land...
África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...


Son tus raíces   /   Your roots are
más profundas que el tiempo.   /   deeper than time.
Olvida tu vida   /   Forget your life
que ahora es desierto.   /   which is now a desert.

Tus raíces de sangre se han perdido,   /   Your blood roots are lost
y tu exótico mundo ha envejecido.   /   and your exotic world has got old.
La llamada de la selva ha convertido:   /   The call of the jungle has turned:

tus batallas en guerras,   /   your battles to wars,
y tus bosques en hambre,   /   and your forests to hunger,
y tus hombres en tierra.   /   and your men to soil.

África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...
tus cantos lejanos...   /   your distant singings...
África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...
ahora están muertos...   /   are dead now...
ahora están muertos.   /   are dead now.
África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...


... 1995 E-RUIZZO - 2014 FRANCÉS RECORDS

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África (Hombres de tierra)

This is the debut album by UK based informal collective, Blindness & Light. Released on 1st July 2023.

7. We All Lose

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)

Gary, of Mountain Songs (https://soundcloud.com/mountain-songs)
contacted me about 2 years ago and offered me a baseline stem from an Alpha Roots collaboration he was working on with Joerxworx. About 2 years ago, that is crazy! I, of course, said I would take the stem. I needed to finish some other songs that were in the works before getting to play with Alpha Roots’s baseline. By the time I was ready to connect with the vibe, Russia had invaded Ukraine, unfathomable tragedy had begun, and the world was changing again. My song writing reflected the horror of what was going on. By the time all the stems were gathered, vocals were recorded, and the song was mixed and mastered, another war had broken out and the horror continued. 

Massive thanks to Mountain Songs for  trusting me with these blessed Alpha Roots stems. So glad Jamie, Jonathan, Joerxworx, and Russ got a chance to work with Alpha Roots again. Alpha Roots lives on. 

And the song is ready just in time for Halloween! 

Track Credits:

Alpha Roots: Bass
https://soundcloud.com/alpha-roots
Jamie Rhind: Organ
https://soundcloud.com/jamie-rhind
Jonathan Beckenstein: Guitar
https://soundcloud.com/jonathan_beckenstein
https://fictivesisters.bandcamp.com
Joerxworx: Sax
https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx
the Couch King: Lyrics, vocals, and production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Mix and Master
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
https://soundcloud.com/the-exe-stencilists
The Chaos Cookhouse: Studio
https://chaoscookhouse.bandcamp.com

Lyrics: 

Sleep walker doing bidding in the night
Night stalker, half asleep, right now, while you fright, wow
Sleep walker hypnotized prowler by the moon
Moon shocker, mindless rocker, from the tomb eww

Dr. Caligari caught cha sleepin’
Day dreamin’ though you woke
Never thought what you were thinkin’
Now you only speakin’ what he spoke

It’s a somnambulist break in
Break in
Gonna stab them in the bed now
It’s a somnambulist break in 
Break in
Fillin’ ‘em with dread ya

Sleep walker doing bidding in the night
Night stalker, half asleep right now, while you fright, wow
Sleep walker hypnotized prowler by the moon
Moon shocker, mindless rocker, from the tomb eww

Dr. Caligari gonna open
The coffin where you’ll rest
On his order you awaken
Now you answerin’ without questionin’ his behest 

It’s a somnambulist break in
Break in
Gonna stab them in the bed now
It’s a somnambulist break in

Sleep walker doing bidding in the night
Night stalker, half asleep right now, while you fright, wow
Sleep walker hypnotized prowler by the moon
Moon shocker, mindless rocker, from the tomb eww

Dr. Caligari caught cha sleepin’
Day dreamin’ though you woke
In the shadows see you creeping
His knife hidden inside his cloak 

It’s a somnambulist break in
Break in
Gonna stab them in the bed now
It’s a somnambulist break in 
Break in
It all turning red now

Somnambulist Break In

Alpha Roots, Jamie R, Jonathan B, Joerxworx, Russ & the Couch King - Somnambulist Break In

Stop the rain
by BlackDogHat
John Sage: Music, Lyrics, Vocals, Ukulele.
Ian Nicholson: Vocals.
Recorded at Medway Hospital Radio on Alan Hare's Sessions August 2014

Stop The Rain (live)

Written and performed by Bluebird
Produced by Richard Brown

Lyrics:

We're building puzzles in our hearts
playing snakes and ladders, try to chase it away.
I roll the dice you play your cards, try to make it better
while we wait to play. 

Well who was I? Who was I? Who was I to think?
Cause you are, you are everything to me.

You draw your pictures of the past, of a purple flower
while your colors fade.
With apples sitting on our heads, and a broken arrow
there's no one to blame

Well who was I? Who was I? Who was I to think?
Cause you are, you are everything to me.

We place our pictures in the sun turn the lights on everyone
and wait......

Who Was I

Purple Pansy Flowers

When I first heard this I instantly picked up a  blusey mid eastern flavour to it and decided to pick up on that theme. I used Pauls track "Remember" in it's entirety with no edits to do some post production work around it, picking up on that eastern vibe I was getting !! I hope you will enjoy it as much as I did making it.  
A BIG thank you to Paul for this opportunity and for all your great support!!

Track,music bed and inspiration :- Paploviante https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/remember-paploviante-open-collaboration-offer
Additional guitars,orchestration,post production mix and arrangement :- Pablo

The Long Journey

The Long Journey // PAPLOVIANTE // CAMBERELLI

"It's Hopeful Time Again" (v2, 2023)

A new version and arrangement of my earlier song, a.k.a. ”It’s Xmas Time Again”. I experimented with some different chords, inversions, voicings and chord progressions etc. and this is the result!

This was played by me using the Korg SGProX digital stage piano as a master keyboard. The main keyboard sound here is from the Yamaha Montage 8 (the great and ever so lovely Yamaha TX816 Electric piano performance which was converted from the original TX816 patch), layered with Gospel Musicians' Neo-Soul Keys Studio 2 (Dyno Rhodes) and Keyscape (Roland MKS-20). Other sounds that I have been privileged to use come mainly from the great UVI SonicPass instrument collection and the Arturia V Collection. The drums come from Native Instruments Abbey Road 80s Drummer. 

Recorded and mixed using Cubase Pro 13. Mixed with Cubase, with some very significant amount of help from iZotope Neutron 4. Mastered with iZotope Ozone 11.

Please take care of yourself and each other and please let us try to treat each other with due dignity and respect in this hopeful time of year.

It's Hopeful Time Again (2023)

Followed  By a Wooden Indian

Followed by a Wooden Indian

Home

=============

Composed in October 2023.

Whenever I send a song to Clive I expect something great. I have already lost faith in giving him a title that he would always modify to give it a better meaning.

After sending me the cover art, and seeing what motivated him to write the lyrics, I can imagine it on his bicycle, returning home after a hard day at work.

And, certainly, be it in England, Spain, or wherever... there is no better place than your home.

Listen to Winkandwoo's fantastic music and voice here….

https://soundcloud.com/winkandwoo

lyrics:-

Home
Where the heart is
Home
Where my mind can roam
The precious time i spend alone

When the working day is over
That's my favorite time , I'm going home
I like to be there on my own
I used to be a kind of rover
Being loud , those days are over
Home
I like to be here on my own

15 tracks of native instruments from MS2 and the Xewton forum

6 tracks Arturia imini.

Daw. Music Studio 2

Hardware. ipad

Cover Art. Winkandwoo

mix...my car

Thanks for your comments.

Paco.

Home - Winkandwoo & Midisound

H ~ Choir 1

Vocals; https://soundcloud.com/specialececilia

Production; https://soundcloud.com/rizlix


Here's a collab featuring the vocals of the amazing Special Cecilia, you can find her original vocal here;

https://soundcloud.com/cecilia-special/hope-for-humanity-acas-special-cecilia


Hope you all have a happy holidays!!

Peace

Dan

The artwork was created here;

https://www.canva.com/

RiZLiX Ft. Special Cecilia - Hope For Humanity

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

Painting by NCY Steinhardt

This is NOT a Christmas song ! BUT, it could be an invitation card from Georg and I , to a new year s eve party, in a 30s style cabaret.
90% of what you're listening here is Georg s pure talent exploding all over the place :)) Thanks mate!!! 
So...Will you join us ?

Je Tombe De Haut (w/Georg Boehme)

Get Something Going

A warm Soulful tune to warm up a grey coolish December afternoon!
Thank you for all of your very kind plays, shares and playlists, really appreciated!

(C) Vocalatti ASCAP

Feeling High

A banned book fetish. That's our current kink.

Read the accompanying poem here while you listen: https://mystictapedeck.com/bards/the-librarian/

PS Perkins: Guitars, Bass, Vocals, Piano, wood blocks, programming
R Thomas: Drums, Wah guitar, shakers, cowbell
 
LYRICS
--------------------------
A secret knock, a hidden door, a narrow hallway
The eyeless guide sees us inside, watching us always
As we meander down the aisles, 
Rows of spines which stretch for miles
And we show our special card
On the scent of another shard

A vaulted dome, a musty tome, an umbrous alcove
A sacred space, a quiet place, a sunken treasure trove
Details infinitesimal
Dewiest of decimals
Ever stranger truth to know
As we squish the forbidden fruit between our toes

A deeper shaft, an ancient craft, a garish goblin
The icy stare, the purple hair, a memory maudlin
Going deep down in the mines
With a shining pick to grind
The librarian lights the way
Understands the game we play

A puzzle piece, a glob of grease, a rusted lever
A blazing fire, we never tire, we nurse our fever
Run our fingers down the crease
Gently comb the golden fleece
Read aloud the sacred scroll
Let's show these muggles how we roll

They cant stand you, they want to ban you
They want to sterilize and pack you up and can you
They prefer truth that's mass produced
Because they're lacking the tenacity to grasp you
So let me ask you: what's the bigger threat?
While we're waiiting on a bomb you haven't dropped yet
They'd rather burn you then have to learn you
Their little fingers are too slippery to turn you
The truth waits for us to dissect it
And librarians are here to protect it
So grab some glasses if you need
And climb atop the worlds' mightiest steed
We're gonna read until our fingers bleed
It's a seed, it's a need, it's an urge you gotta heed
It's a growl in your stomach that you know you gotta feed
Let's show 'em how to read!

BARDS:Of The Shimmering Seraphs

The Librarian

One more piece in collaboration with Roberto Klavi. Thank You for beautiful music Roberto 🎶🤗

"May your melodies be merry, your harmonies be bright, and your beats bring joy throughout this festive season!
Wishing my fellow SoundCloud musicians a Christmas filled with creative inspiration and musical cheer. 🎶🎄 #MusicalChristmasMagic"

Merry Christmas Everyone - Shakin Stevens (cover)

I think the guitar is an instrument that has probably done a lot of things already. Perhaps that's why the genre of multi-string guitar was born. I think it's a really great thing, and I feel like there are new sounds and possibilities.

Gynoid

Low Fidelity Dance - Fleursonseaux
All rights reserved - © Copyright

Low Fidelity Dance

Blue

Music:  PJ Project & Janne Hennie
Vocals & Lyrics:  Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix:  PJ Project

Lyrics: 
In a world full of material things, that promise you a better life
In a world full of words that mean nothing at all
Stop for a minute and think it through
Shake a little loose , only you

can stop the superficial around you
you may ask yourself
Do all this make you happier
Or do you need something else?

Do you need a bigger house
Do you need a new car?
Do material things really define who you are?

Just stop for a minute 
and think it trough
shake a little loose, only you 

can stop the superficial around you
You may ask yourself
Do all this make you happier, og do you need something else?

You better stop

Stop for a minute and think it trough
Shake a little loose, only you

Can stop the superficial around you
You may ask yourself
Do all this make you happier
Or do you need something else?

You can hide behind your things
But you can't hide who you are
You can hide behind your words
But they doesn't make you real

Just Stop for a minute and think it trough
Shake a little loose, only you

Can stop the superficial around you
You may ask yourself
Do all this make you happier
Or do you need something else?

You better stop....

Stop For A Minute W/PJ Project

Written 30 years ago, based on 2 Timothy 3…seems more relevant, now!

Lyrics:
Well, there’s an ocean for the draining 
Open empty skies, just waiting to be filled 
So many forests for the fire 
The love in life of many , it’s growing so cold 
Yeah, it’s growing so cold 

And I know a girl with a child she didn’t want 
And an angry young man, who only wants her love 
But I’m not free without the law 
And that defines the problems 
Who needs problems anymore? 
I don’t need them no more, that’s for sure 

Define deviance down 
Down upon the ground
It lifts you up, you get knocked back down
Define deviance down

So I’m wasting talent,my time, and all my money
For my will to be done, until Thy kingdom comes
Used to seem so wrong
Back in those days of black-and-white
But the shades of gray
Have left me blinded by the light
So now I call it right

What do I have to do with you?
Don’t know where we’re going
Are you going too?
Well, can’t you see?
Or are you so blind?
You just make your own rules
And leave the world behind
Don’t you know why?￼

￼￼￼

Defining Deviance Down

Tall dark trees and windswept fields on a winters day.

This is the lead track from the set of songs that I began with Wou-Wou & the Wormling during the start of the turmoil and chaos brought upon by the pandemic. This is also the first part of four tracks within the album directly based on Wou-Wou’s comic, The Shrike. It has been incredible working with Bitzone and Stricknice throughout the project as well. It is always cool when the everyone in the stag heard works well togehter and brings distinct yet complimentary ideas to the mix. Big thanks also to Weighty Tree for introducing his groovy style of neopsychedelica to the rut! 

May everyone be victorious at their turn during the rut.

Track Credits:
The Weighty Tree: Guitars
https://soundcloud.com/theweightytree
https://theweightytree.bandcamp.com
Stricknice: Intro Guitars, Samples and Sample Work, Keys
https://soundcloud.com/j-nice-6
Bitzone: Drums, Orchestration, Mix, and Master
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
www.bitzones.net
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Reverse Guitar, Bass, Mellotron, Synths, Original Demo Track, Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
wouwouandthewormling.bandcamp.com
www.youtube.com/channel/UCy0rEOgxbaIcWbZZuxAKVmA
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Ending Samples, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com

Lyrics

Intro
Several weeks after the events of The Great Scurry, all had returned back to normal in the autumnal forest. Nature has a way of quickly shaking off the traumas of the past and returning to its most basic of desires. You see, all of life yearns to mate and procreate, and while most that experience defeat from the stronger or rejection from those seeking the fitter, muster the determination to get back up again, some take their spurning to heart, as if they were more deserving than nature intended, where it festers and begins to grow a new grotesque life of its own.     

Verse
Word 
Yo
As antlers crashed with the desperation of lust 
And the scent of musk in the air
I couldn’t help but take notice there
Was a sweet smell of autumn 
Carried in the gust 
Of wind  
It is a beautiful time of the year
When the does come into estrus 
And there is only one thing on my mind
I must get some of that behind 
I find
Times like these to be harbingers 
That linger
I could count times like these on my fingers
If I didn’t have hooves 
And wasn’t crashing to the ground 
With the sound of defeated dreams 
Of games of hard to get
And multiple days of getting wet 
I let the overwhelming excitement of rut
Get the best of me 
And now am crest fallen to see
The Doe that I thought was mine
Walk away with the buck that brought me down to the twines
Uh

The Shrike Pt. 1

The Weighty Tree, Stricknice, Bitzone, Wou-Wou & the Couch King - The Shrike Pt. 1

Starry Sky Melody

LVC  # Indie Electronic 

A song about the distractions of meeting people and trying to avoid falling for them. 
All the trials and trivialities on the way to finding Love, validation and consistency.



V1
We’ve barely grazed the surface 
And in swinging from the  bigtop circus 
Oh my stupid brain it’s  like  a window frame 
I can look out but it’s travelling as fast as train 
And a one night stand during the day doesn’t feel so sleazy today 

Chorus 
Im after Love, validation and 
consistency 
that’s just the way that it is with me 
That’s just the way that it is and should be 
Your just stunning and it’s plain to see 
You need love, validation & consistently x2
Just like me x2



V2
You’ve being stealing me away from what really matters
And my scales of karma are feeling really rather battered 
I told you my problems and then you went and told me all yours 
Ok yours win so I’m getting out the favourite violin

Chours

LVC ~ Conscience Of Kings

We wish all a Happy New Year 2024  🎈🎈🎈
If U Love Me feat. 2nick8
2nick8 Vocals and Lyrics:
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/21971/if-u-love-me-122bpm-pop-acapella
https://soundcloud.com/ds-nick
Paploviante:
E-Bass,Rhythm Guitar and Solo Guitar
Lillithe:
Wha Guitar, Beats, Synth, Jew’s Harp, Mix and Production

If U Love Me - feat 2nick8

You Take My Breath Away (Live on the Porch Sessions 1)

Recalling some tequila, love words and more with them in that Ibiza bar, I wondered: “What if Pink Floyd met the spirit of Camarón de la Isla… in my bedroom?” I used lots of guitars, basses, etc. on a 12/8 beat, to enclose 3/4, 6/4 & 8/8 rhythms along.
> Pic: ruined well at hometown countryside

Letra / Translated Lyrics: EL POZO DE TU AMOR  /  THE WELL OF YOUR LOVE

Fui a abrir el grifo, estaba sediento,  /  I turned on the tap, I was thirsty,
fui a abrir el grifo de tu amor.  /  I turned on the tap of your love.
Fui a abrir el grifo, necesitaba hacerlo,  /  I turned on the tap, I needed to do it,
fui a abrir el grifo de tu amor.  /  I turned on the tap of your love.
Necesitaba un trago de tu amor,  /  I needed a drink of your love,
necesitaba el grifo de tu amor.  /  I needed the trap of your love.

Fui a bajar al pozo, me estaba muriendo,  /  I was going into the well, I was dying,
fui a bajar al pozo de tu amor.  /  I was going into the well of your love.
Fui a bajar al pozo, y me caí dentro,  /  I was going into the well, and fell inside,
fui a bajar al pozo de tu amor.  /  I was going into the well of your love.
Necesitaba un trago de tu amor,  /  I needed a drink of your love,
necesitaba el pozo de tu amor.  /  I needed the well of your love.

Por bajar al pozo, yo me caí dentro  /  Because of going into the well, I fell inside
y no quiero que nadie llore por mis lamentos  /  and I don’t want anybody to cry for my laments

Caí… por ti.  /  I fell … for you.
Caí… caí… caí por ti.  /  I fell … fell … fell for you.
Caí… a tu pozo, caí por ti.  /  I fell … into your well, fell for you.
Caí… caí… caí… caí a tu pozo por ti.  /  I fell … fell … fell … fell into your well for you.
Caí.  /  I fell.

Me he caído al pozo, y ahora que estoy dentro  /  I have fallen into the well, and now I’m inside
veo que se ha secado nuestro amor.  /  I see our love has dried up.
Vine a beber al pozo, pero el pozo está seco,  /  I came to drink at the well, but the well is dry,
veo que se ha secado nuestro amor.  /  I see our love has dried up.
Necesitaba un trago de tu amor,  /  I needed a drink of your love,
necesitaba el pozo de tu amor.  /  I needed the well of your love.

ER30HC9 ©1995 ®2015

Grab it !!

El pozo de tu amor (Caí por ti)

“Be You “ is an uplifting pop-rock song, powerful and produced in the typical style of WORLD5. The song´s story is about taking a broader aspect in life, for all of us, who at times, can forget how powerful our spirit truly is. The song is the first single from their upcoming third LP release, “3".

Be You

I am a frozen statue, watching seasons come and go, feeling changes, doing nothing, forever...
Last movement of the rock symphony, where I pay tribute to, and play, my mom's spanish guitar.
Main theme (bass E1-A1...E1-A1-E2...), appears all along the album, and also main themes of other 3 movements sound here as refrains (Vienen y van / Hora tras hora) which are thus sung over 4 different musics ;) E-Ruizzo project is finished, what's to come?... below translated lyrics.

SE NOTA (PRIMAVERA EN EL POLO)  /  ONE CAN FEEL IT (SPRING AT THE POLE)

Se nota… después de seis meses  /  One can feel it… after six months
el sol amanece y se nota…  /  the sun dawns and one can feel it …

En el despertar del zorro ártico,  /  In the awakening of the arctic fox,
en el fluir de los glaciares se nota.  /  in the flow of the glaciers one can feel it.
En el nacimiento de icebergs,  /  At the birth of icebergs,
en los acantilados poblados de aves.  /  on the cliffs populated by birds.

Vienen y van, no me hacen caso,  /  They come and go, they don’t listen to me,
soy sitio de paso.  /  I’m a transit point.
Hora tras hora, los meses pasan,  /  Hour after hour, months pass through,
un sitio de paso soy.  /  I’m a transit point.

Se nota… como cada mañana,  /  One can feel it… as every morning,
que la primavera ha llegado al Polo.  /  that spring has come to the Pole.

Se nota…  /  One can feel it…

En la migración del narval,  /  In the migration of narwhal,
en el aliento del viento,  /  in the breath of the wind,
en las nubes que huyen de él, se nota.  /  in the clouds that run away from it, one can feel it.

En el canto de las sirenas,  /  In the singing of mermaids,
en las inflorescencias de hielo,  /  in the inflorescences of ice,
en el paso del noroeste se nota.  /  in the Northwest Passage one can feel it.

Vienen y van, no me hacen caso,  /  They come and go, they don’t listen to me,
soy para todos un sitio de paso,  /  I am a transit point for all of them,
(soy) una estatua de hielo (soy),  /  (I am) an ice statue (I am),
(soy) una estatua de hielo (soy).  /  (I am) an ice statue (I am).

Vienen y van…  /  They come and go…

¡¡¡ La frecuencia diaria del proceso estacional  /  The daily frequency of the seasonal process
me permite hacer estudios estadísticos !!!  /  allows me to do statistical studies !!!
Ja ja ja ja ja ja jaaaa !!!  /  Ha ha ha ha ha ha haaaa !!!

Vienen y van…  /  They come and go…

Hora tras hora, los meses pasan,  /  Hour after hour, months pass through, 
nuevos migrantes, nunca se cansan,  /  new migrants, they never get tired,
(soy) una estatua de hielo (soy).  /  (I am) an ice statue (I am).
(soy) una estatua de hielo (soy).  /  (I am) an ice statue (I am).

Hora tras hora…  /  Hour after hour…

Se nota…  /  One can feel it…

ER37 PA04 RUIZZO ©1996 ®2020

Now all 44 songs I wrote with mom's guitar in my university years have been arranged and posted, 
after 8 years of E-Ruizzo project, which I'm about to finish. I plan to stay here, commenting as 
usual, and post future and still not scheduled songs from another profile. That's all, no alarm!

Maybe you played this version before? https://soundcloud.com/esemanolain-ruizzo/se-nota-piano-version

Se nota (Primavera en el Polo)

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

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Bien, mal (Lluvia vieja)

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