absolutely stunning - perfect vocal delivery from both of you , expressive and strong - the arrangement is colourful, guitar based but also synths and woodwinds make it really great! the lyrics are meaningful

Great work guys. Sounds classic. Great gruff soulful vocals

was close this summer, personal shit beyond belief, great song🤘

CLICKETY DANCE IS ONE ODYSSEY

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/307c6N3b6CwsZXhmg6B0vN?si=0_P5lwTDTHmh5uDBH8-3jA

Well I can't help myself, I'm going through this hell
The scars that's on my liver's from this medicine
Well I can't help myself, I'm going through this hell
The scars that's on my liver's from this medicine
My medicine, my medicine
My medicine, my medicine
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I got scars on my liver from this banquet drink
A honey on my mind, she don't feel the same
Running from my thoughts cause' they all cause pain
Tryin' to forget, so I drink it away
Yeah, I drank a fifth of liquor cause' I gotta keep sane
But you always gotta haunt me with your toxic traits
I'll drink it away, I'll drink it away, I'll drink it away
What have I done wrong to be shackled to your scars?
And your insecurities poking at me like a cattle prod
What have I done wrong to be shackled to your scars?
And your insecurities poking at me like a cattle prod
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I'm not enough
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Well I can't help myself, I'm going through this hell
The scars that's on my liver's from this medicine
Well I can't help myself, I'm going through this hell
The scars that's on my liver's from this medicine
My medicine, my medicine
My medicine, my medicine
-------------------------------------------------------
Going on ten long years, I tried
Now I feel myself has died
All those lonely nights I cried
I wanted a girl that would ride or die
Waging war inside my mind
But now we've run all out of time
Hold you up like a star, you'd shine
But now you're damned, no light of mine
My medicine, this heavy sin
You're fuck ups got me fucked up in the head again
My medicine, my medicine
-------------------------------------------------------
Well I can't help myself, I'm going through this hell
The scars that's on my liver's from this medicine
Well I can't help myself, I'm going through this hell
The scars that's on my liver's from this medicine
My medicine, my medicine
My medicine, my medicine

Liver Damage [feat. Kyle Updyke]

Flo T. - Odyssey
You Tube Video: https://youtu.be/ztwRY3CK_fY

Odyssey

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a little grab from a recent gig in our home town of Hobart

Live@The Founders Room Kirby/Ward

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocals
Hans Albers: All instruments, Arrangement & production

From the age of 15 when I first stepped into the world of employment I was told it would be a major advantage to get a job that lasted through to the State retirement age of 65. At the time I'll admit it was not something I took at all seriously.  When you’re that age, the last thing on your mind is bloody retirement.   

However, by the time I reached my early 50’s and had been diagnosed with multiple sclerosis, my mind became a little more concentrated on reaching what might now  conceivably prove to be an eminently missable target.  In the interim, the UK government decided that, given the population was living considerably longer than it once had, they would incrementally be raising the retirement age, meaning that mine now became 66. 

Our dear old Nan was a dedicated Bingo player and knew that number callers used particular phrases for certain numbers, one of the best known being 66, known as  ‘Clickety Click’.  So reaching pensionable age became inextricably linked to Bingo, hence the title and subject matter of this song.   

The number one - ‘Kelly’s Eye’ - seemed a good place to start and having done some fascinating research, I worked my way through the Bingo calls, choosing the ones whose scansion worked best, until I reached the magic ‘Clickety Click'.  

As the chorus explains, there were no guarantees I’d actually get there, it was just a target.  But I did get there and this song celebrates the fact.  

The song ends with the traditional exclamation of the player who has won the game, being either ‘House!’ or ‘Bingo!’.  When I was recording the vocals, my constant and beautiful companion Marvin (it is he who is pictured in the cover art) reacted to my shouts with a loud bark, perfectly in time, so we decided to keep it in.  Marv is with me at 99% of the recordings and enjoys being involved when the opportunity presents.

As always, huge thanks to the wonderful Hans Albers for another brilliant backing track which is, as I think you’ll agree, perfect for the song.  That man is a genius.
Thanks so much for listening.   (Terry Reeves)


It all started with Ned Kelly’s eye (1)
A cup of tea (3) to stop going dry
Tom Mix (6) wearing hat, riding fast
Monkey’s cousin (12) hanging, trying to last
Key of the door (21), two little ducks (22)
Paid half a crown (26), keep up the luck
In a state (28), rise and shine (29) but alive
One dirty knee (33) to help jump and jive (35)

Sixty six not to preconceive
Sixty six, a target to achieve

Half way to laugh, more than eleven (37)
As life begins (40), time for fun (41) isn’t heaven
Up to tricks (46) towards four dozen (48)
Five-0, Five-0, it’s off to work (50) with percussion
Danny la Rue (52), a man at the door (54)
The snakes are alive (55) but don’t wriggle more
Shotts bus (56) to Scotland, check the sign
Variety of Heinz (57) to the Brighton Line (59)

Sixty six not to preconceive
Sixty six a target to achieve

A baker’s bun (61) all tickety boo (62)
Tickle me (63), almost retired (64) laughing too
Retirement age(65), it should have been fun
Clickety click (66), getting paid
Take the money and run  
Route 66, nearly there
Clickety click, the sound of my wheelchair

CLICKETY CLICK - CRIPPLE CLUB & HANS ALBERS

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) 07/2022.
Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Pierre Bordetti

- Which one is me -
 
Sometimes,
I wonder,
Sometimes,
Where is my mind,
Sometimes,
will I finally find,
Sometimes,
stop counting the time,

Which one is me...

Which one is me

Which One Is Me

Pas besoin de toiDans la nuit au-delà des rêvesTout s’achèveTes yeux se noient dans les mystèresÀ l’enversDors et n’aie point de remordEn cadenceDes milliers de soleils se balancentEn silenceToute seule je danseEn solitaireDans l’universJe n’ai pas besoin de toiMon attiranceEst sans défenseEt je me perdsDans tes chimèresNon je ne t’appartiens pasNue sous un arc en ciel en feuMystérieuxTu n’oses pas me regarderA tes piedsDors et n’aie point de remord…En silenceToute seule je danseEn solitaireDans l’universJe n’ai pas besoin de toiMon attiranceEst sans défenseEt je me perdsDans tes chimèresNon je ne t’appartiens pas

A LA FRONTIERE

Pas Besoin De Toi

Produced, arranged, mix and master by hLo(@hLo_music)
Music, Lyrics & Vocals: Hervé Louradour
French lyrics and English traduction below...

Cela fait dix ans que cette chanson sommeille dans un carton,
Un fragment de pensée, une esquisse d’émotion.
Aujourd’hui, je la sors de son cocon,
Pour lui donner des ailes, enfin, après tant d’attente.

Certaines paroles n’ont pas besoin de sens,
Elles viennent, comme un souffle, comme un instant.
Tout est parti d’une phrase, une seule, qui me hantait :
« Le Temps qui passe n’efface pas
Les traces, de l’absence des cadences,
Ni l’enfance.
Endormis, impuissants que nous sommes,
Nous, les Hommes. »

Les Papillons…
Ils me fascinent.
De la chenille fragile et prisonnière,
Émerge un être libre,
Qui craque sa chrysalide,
Déploie ses ailes et s’envole.

Leur vie est brève, à peine 15 jours,
De l’œuf à la lumière,
Un parallèle troublant,
Avec nos existences fragiles et fugaces.
Nous aussi,
Nous sommes des Papillons.

Lyrics ---------------------
COMME DES PAPILLONS:
Le temps qui passe
 N’efface pas les traces 
De l’absence des cadences 
Ni l’enfance
 Endormis impuissants que nous sommes 
Nous les Hommes (X2)

Le temps qui passe
 N’élimine pas les âmes 
Ni les blâmes 
Etonnés par les ombres que nous sommes 
Nous les Hommes (X2)

Refrain (X2):
 Alors nous nous serrons
 Comme des papillons
 Qui attendent leur tour
 A l’orée du jour

Le temps qui passe
 N’efface pas les traces
 Des désirs si tenaces
 Qui nous lassent
 Emportés par les vagues qui nous assomment 
Nous les Hommes (X2)

Le temps qui passe
 N’empêche pas l’errance
 De nos rêves 
Qui s’achèvent
 Décimés par nos guerres imbéciles  
Nous les Hommes (X2)

Alors nous nous serrons
 Comme des papillons
 Qui attendent leur tour
 A l’Orée du jour

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Ten years ago, this song lay dormant in a drawer,
A fragment of thought, a sketch of emotion.
Today, I release it from its cocoon,
To finally give it wings, after so much waiting.

Some words don’t need meaning,
They come like a breath, like a fleeting moment.
It all began with a single phrase, one that haunted me:
"Time goes by
Doesnt’ erase the traces
Of the absence of rhythms
Nor of childhood
Drowsy and powerless as we are
We Humans"

Butterflies…
They fascinate me.
From a fragile, imprisoned caterpillar,
Emerges a free being,
Breaking its chrysalis,
Unfurling its wings, and taking flight.

Their lives are brief, barely 15 days,
From egg to light,
A troubling parallel,
With our fragile, fleeting existences.
We too,
Are butterflies.

Lyrics ---------------------
LIKE BUTTERFLIES 
Time goes by
Doesnt’ erase the traces 
Of the absence of rhythms
Nor of childhood
Drowsy and powerless as we are
We Humans

Time goes by
Doesn’t obliterate the souls
Nor the blames
Stunned as we are by our shadowy figures
We Humans

Refrain. 
 We then stick together
Like butterflies  waiting for their turn
At the break of day

Time goes by
Doesn’t erase the traces 
Of stubborn desires
That wear us down
Benumbed  as we are by rolling waves 
We humans

Time goes by
And our dreams keep wandering
So close to their end
Wiped out by our domestic feuds
We Humans

Then we stick together
Like butterflies  waiting for their turn
At the break of day

Traduction par Gérard Hugues

Comme des Papillons

🎥YouTube funny video here: https://youtu.be/kd3MJW1v10U 
Streaming platforms: https://ffm.to/dumbhouse
How many of you use a voice assistant that either doesn’t respond or completely misunderstands you 2 times out of 3? Well, this song is for you! 😅 And check out the little video (the link is above) too for some extra laughs! 🤪
At the moment, this track is exclusively available on SoundCloud.
Released on major streaming platforms on May 16, 2025.
©2025 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

Hey Alyxia, can you hear me shout?  
I’ve called your name four times, you still tune me out 
I’ve got a bullhorn, but you’re off in a daze  
You’re the glitchiest gadget, stuck in your haze 
I say lights on, you think I said off,  
Now I’m tripping on furniture, cursing at the loft  
You’re supposed to be sharp, you’re supposed to assist  
But you’re more like a gremlin I can’t dismiss

Welcome to the dumb house, where logic’s astray
The lights flash like madness in the middle of the day  
You think you’re advanced with your microchip brain  
But I’d swap you for a switch without this techy pain

The coffee’s brewing, or so you claim  
But the pot’s ice-cold, just like your game  
You’ve locked the front door, but left it ajar
Now I’m locked in or out, talking to the car  
You call it intelligent, I call it insane  
I asked for the news, not a weather vane 
And if the Wi-Fi’s down, well, life’s on pause  
Can’t flush the toilet, can’t feed the cat’s claws

Welcome to the dumb house, where logic’s astray 
The lights flash like madness in the middle of the day 
You think you’re advanced with your microchip brain  
But I’d swap you for a switch without this techy pain

The fridge sends emails, the stove’s on a spree  
My TV’s giving lectures on philosophy  
Every device has its own little voice 
But not a single one follows my choice 
The thermostat’s plotting to freeze me out  
While the vacuum decides to wander about  
This place is a circus, a farce in disguise  
A high-tech nightmare that’s ruining my ties

Welcome to the dumb house, where logic’s astray  
The lights flash like madness in the middle of the day 
You think you’re advanced with your microchip brain  
But I’d swap you for a switch without this techy pain

Welcome to the dumb house, where logic’s astray  
The lights flash like madness in the middle of the day  
You think you’re advanced with your microchip brain  
But I’d swap you for a switch without this techy pain

So here’s to the future, where tech rules the roost  
But I’m longing for a time when things made some sense
At the very least  
I’ll take a dumb home with knobs and keys  
Over this dumb life that’s brought me to my knees 
Next time I’ll just buy a shack with no flair  
Because this digital dungeon is too much to bear

Dumb House

Music Video

Once I wrote a longer description here: a love song in 7/4 ¿or 14/8?

Silvia II (Lo que siento por ti) /  Silvia II (What I feel for you)

Es de difícil clasificación  /  It is difficult to be classified
dentro de las variedades del amor  /  among all varieties of love
lo que siento por ti, lo que siento…  /  what I feel for you, what I feel …

Sólo sé que no puedo vivir sin ti,  /  I only know I can’t live without you,
no puedo ver sentido a mi vida si no estás aquí.  /  I can’t find sense to my life if you are not here.
Lo que siento por ti, lo que siento…  /  What I feel for you, what I feel …

Cuando todo va bien  /  When everything goes fine
lo que me une a ti es tu forma de ser,  /  what joins me to you is your way of being,
es muy fácil ver  /  it is very easy to see
todos tus encantos de mujer.  /  all your woman's charms.

Una idea que no puedo soportar  /  An idea that I cannot bear
es verte en brazos de otro, en otro lugar.  /  is seeing you in other one’s arms, in another place.
Lo que siento por ti, lo que siento…  /  What I feel for you, what I feel …

No puedo imaginar  /  I cannot imagine
tu voz susurrando a otro compás.  /  your voice whispering to another compass.
Lo que siento por ti, lo que siento…  /  What I feel for you, what I feel …

Cuando algo va mal,  /  When something goes wrong,
puedo contemplar tus defectos con claridad.  /  I can behold  your faults with clarity.
Cuando algo va mal,  /  When something goes wrong,
sólo quiero escapar a otro lugar.  /  only I want to escape to another place.

Grab it !!

Silvia II (Lo que siento por ti)

Written and Produced by Sarah Paradise-Brown
Not sure what genre this goes under :-/

Thought you were the one
Heart open wide
Every secret shared
You were right by my side

But the truth hit hard
When the time drew near
Picking up pieces
To what I held dear

You had me believing
Every sweet lie
Now I see the cracks
And the reasons why
I trusted too deep 
I let my guard down low   

Weight
In the water
I feel weight
The pain you’d agree
It hurts
You know its not funny
When you have to dive
10 feet down
Just to stay alive

You painted a picture
Of colours so bright
But underneath the surface
It was never right
Promises led me
In the dark of the night
Now I'm standing strong
I’ll reclaim the light

No more tears falling 
For your empty charms
I’m building my walls
Keeping up my arms
Thought you could break me
Thought I’d never know
But I’m stronger now
Watch me steal the show

I’m dusting my suit
Stepping into my power
Taking back my heart
One beat an hour
Those sweet little words 
That dripped like honey
Turned bitter and cold
Ain't that just funny?

I'm shedding the past
Like skin on a snake
No more playing blind
I'm awake for my sake
Lifting my voice
I'm ready to sing
Cleansing the doubts
So I’m ready for spring

Weight
In the water
I feel weight
The pain you’d agree
It hurts
You know its not funny
When you have to dive
10 feet down
Just to stay alive

You played your game
Thought I wouldn't see
Now I know the truth
It's clear to me
Wrapped in your words
With a ribbon around
But those threads have unraveled
They can't keep me bound

Building my dream
On a foundation of trust
Now I'm breaking free
It's become a must
Thought I was broken
But I'm learning to soar
I'm not just surviving
I'm ready for more

Ready for more

You thought I was lost
Wandering blind
But I've found my direction
Left the past behind me
In the garden of heartache
I’ve planted my seeds
Growing roots of resilience
From the pain you decreed

The pain you’d agree
It hurts
You know its not funny
When you have to dive
10 feet down
Just to stay alive

Ready for more

10 Feet Down

Break the Rules (2005) - Rock music without guitars
Break the Rules was one of my first attempts at writing a rock song. The main riff came quickly, and it stuck in my head for days. Catchy, punchy, and full of pop punk energy. All it needed was some electric guitars, but I was not a guitarist and did not know any. So I built the whole part myself, using Soundfonts and stacking effect pedals. The result is strange, raw and synthetic. Sometimes I still think about how it would feel to play that riff on a real guitar, but maybe that’s not what the song needs. After all, this song is about breaking the rules, so that’s what I’m doing here.

Nadine de Macedo: composition, arrangement, synthesizer, programming, production
Picture: Pixabay

This song is part of my b-side album "Electro Static"
https://too.fm/ndm-electro-static
https://nadinedemacedo.bandcamp.com/album/electro-static

Where to find us:
https://www.youtube.com/@nadinedemacedo
https://nadinedemacedo.bandcamp.com

Electro Static

Break the Rules

Latin jazz song with solos for trumpet and sax

los amigos Cubanos

⚠️ This track doesn’t drop.... it detonates.
Erect Sandwich unleash full system failure on this one. 🔥💣

🎤 Krash Baptiste (dreadlocks) leads the riot with shouted verses that hit like a fist.
😱 Blister Howl (face paint) screams through distortion like he’s ripping through steel.
🧢 Mick (beanie + winged glasses) spits glitch-rap like a corrupted file spitting sparks.
💀 Gilterfeist (gas mask) loops nightmare samples and speaks like a dying machine.

💥 From beat glitches to bass collapses, this is metal-club mayhem for the end times.
You won’t dance..... you’ll detonate. 💀🔊🧨

Stayed for the Madness (Erect Sandwich)

Written, Performed and Produced by Sarah Paradise-Brown

I’ve been tracing shadows where we used to stand
Familiar places slipping through my hands
I feel your heart though it’s just far away
And I wonder if you feel the same

But I’m reaching out trying to close the distance
I’m holding on through the fear and resistance
With every step I take I’ll hold you near
Cause I’m not giving up I’ll be right here

Sometimes I feel the weight of things unsaid
The silent spaces bring doubt in my head
I’m learning to quiet the voice that feeds my fear
But I need to know you'll always here

So I’m reaching out trying to close the distance
I’m holding on through the fear and resistance
With every step I take I’ll hold you near
Cause I’m not giving up I’ll be right here

I know I’ve got my own fight inside
But I see the struggle you try to hide
We’re two souls searching for common ground
So let’s meet in the middle, let’s turn this around

So I’m reaching out trying to close the distance
I’m holding on, through the fear and resistance
With every step I take I’ll hold you near
Cause I’m not giving up I’ll be right here

Close The Distance

Pathways

Soul searching (Ranch version)

(Don't follow me here, best on my main page ;)

Soundcloud is dead. Rock is dead. Most of my main listeners have vanished. Where I use to get 500 plays a week, now I'm lucky to get 50 no matter how hard I try to promote or support other artists. The interest has died and honestly that's killed my drive to want to spend time making more music for not even a quarter of the attention for what it used to get. I'm deleting this profile and all the music at the end of the year so listen up while you can. What a waste of 8 years just for this platform to die off. I've made all the songs downloadable for anyone that's interested.

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