Fantastic sonic beauty... gorgeous rich depth of tone 🌠👄🎼

super good ,. glad know this band ,. awesome 😎😎😎👍👍👍

ᑎoiseᗩlte!! :D Richly haunting vocals!!! What a +voice!! You'll start a Rock revival! ;)  <3 <3 <3 <3

© Joe Liberty 2021. All rights reserved

On the dependence of convenience and the collective self.

SaveMe

Well I like milk in my coffee 
A lil' bit a sugar in my tea
Yeah  I like the sweet taste of honey 
Gives me the rush that I need

Cause I want it 
And I need it 
And I love it 
And I gots ta, gots ta, gots ta 
Have it

Making my way through the masses 
Carve out a spot at the top (cheek pop)
 Living the life of leisure 
Praying that it never stops

Cause I want it 
And I need it 
And I love it 
And I gots ta, gots ta, gots ta 
Have it

Save me, save me from myself 
Save me, from myself 
From my self

¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Solo ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

But it’s all right now 
Fill it on up is a gas  
But it’s all right 
Fill it on up it's a gas, gas, gas

Choking on the air that I'm breathing
Swimming in polystyrene
Just keep them dividends coming 
Gonna be what it's gonna be

Cause I want it 
And I need it 
And I love it 
And I gots ta, gots ta, gots ta 
Have it

Save me, save me from myself 
Save me, from myself
Save me, save me from myself 
Save me, from my self inflicted hell 
My self inflicted hell

SaveMe

'The Seconds'

Written, performed and produced by Richard Brown

Thank you Kym for the amazing artwork<3

Lyrics:

That is how the seconds pass no more
That is what I'm thinking
When you take a second glance too long
At what you have been missing
and how we've become
to know what we want

That is how the mountains come to bring
the weight of our admission
when you see the birds come down to sing
you think of what your missing
and they sing as one
cause I saw them come

We don't need to brave the cold no more
We got everything we need and more
we'll wait for tomorrow to find out what will be so 
we don't need to worry anymore

That is how the worried people save 
for something that is coming
with a candle kept inside a place 
to reach for in a hurry
with a single flame
they will light the way

That is how the colors can collide
in your imagination
like drowning as the tall ships passing by
get lost in their reflection

and they sing as one
cause I saw them come

We don't need to brave the cold no more
We got everything we need and more
we'll wait for tomorrow to find out what will be so 
we don't need to worry anymore

It's running in the circle so fast never had a doubt it could last
everything that comes through is the very thing that comes to pass...

We don't need to brave the cold no more
We got everything we need and more
we'll wait for tomorrow to find out what will be so 
we don't need to worry anymore
we don't need to worry anymore
we don't need to worry anymore
we don't need to worry anymore...

The Seconds

Here is another little R&B tune.
Vocals, piano strings -Annette
Stay well out there
Thank you for all of your plays and shares!!!

Lumiere 2AM

Lumiere 2 AM

"...And as I'm an ass, I advise you to choose
An ass as the king of the land here;
We're founding the mighty donkey-realm,
Where only the asses command here..."


„The Electorate Donkeys“, aka "The Electoral Asses" by Heinrich Heine (1797-1856), a famous poet, novelist and journalist.
Best known outside Germany for his early lyric poetry, which was set to music in the form of lieder (art songs) by composers such as Robert Schumann and Franz Schubert. Heine's later verse and prose are distinguished by their satirical wit and irony. He is considered a member of the Young Germany movement. His radical political views led to many of his works being banned by German authorities—which, however, only added to his fame. He spent the last 25 years of his life as an expatriate in Paris.

A loud Hee-Haw to my donkey fellow https://soundcloud.com/33per on the other side of this unhinged world... 


Die Wahl-Esel 

Die Freiheit hat man satt am End’
Und die Republik der Tiere 
Begehrte, daß ein einz’ger Regent 
Sie absolut regiere 

Jedwede Tiergattung versammelte sich
 Wahlzettel wurden geschrieben
 Parteisucht wütete fürchterlich
Intrigen wurden getrieben
Das Komitee der Esel ward 
Von Alt-Langohren regieret
Sie hatten die Köpfe mit einer Kokard
Die schwarz-rot-gold, verzieret
Es gab eine kleine Pferdepartei
Doch wagte sie nicht zu stimmen
Sie hatte Angst vor dem Geschrei
 Der Alt-Langohren, der grimmen
Als einer jedoch die Kandidatur
 Des Rosses empfahl, mit Zeter 
Ein Alt-Langohr in die Rede ihm fuhr
Und schrie: Du bist ein Verräter!

Du bist ein Verräter, es fließt in dir 
Kein Tropfen vom Eselsblute
Du bist kein Esel, ich glaube schier
Dich warf eine welsche Stute

Du stammst vom Zebra vielleicht, die Haut 
Sie ist gestreift zebräisch 
Auch deiner Stimme näselnder Laut 
Klingt ziemlich ägyptisch-hebräisch

Und wärst du kein Fremdling, so bist du doch nur 
Verstandesesel, ein kalter
 Du kennst nicht die Tiefen der Eselsnatur 
Dir klingt nicht ihr mystischer Psalter
Ich aber versenkte die Seele ganz
 In jenes süße Gedösel
Ich bin ein Esel, in meinem Schwanz 
Ist jedes Haar ein Esel
Ich bin kein Römling, ich bin kein Slav 
Ein deutscher Esel bin ich
Gleich meinen Vätern 
Sie waren so brav 
So pflanzenwüchsig, so sinnig


Sie spielten nicht mit Galanterei
 Frivole Lasterspiele
Sie trabten täglich, frisch-fromm-fröhlich-frei
Mit ihren Säcken zur Mühle

Die Väter sind nicht tot! Im Grab 
Nur ihre Häute liegen
 Die sterblichen Hüllen 
Vom Himmel herab 
Schaun' sie auf uns mit Vergnügen

Verklärte Esel im Gloria-Licht! 
Wir wollen Euch immer gleichen
 Und niemals von dem Pfad der Pflicht 
Nur einen Fingerbreit weichen
O welche Wonne, ein Esel zu sein! 
Ein Enkel von solchen Langohren! 
Ich möcht es von allen Dächern schrein'
Ich bin als ein Esel geboren
Der große Esel, der mich erzeugt 
Er war von deutschem Stamme
Mit deutscher Eselsmilch gesäugt 
Hat mich die Mutter, die Mamme
Ich bin ein Esel, und will getreu
Wie meine Väter, die Alten 
An der alten, lieben Eselei
Am Eseltume halten

Und weil ich ein Esel, so rat ich Euch
Den Esel zum König zu wählen
Wir stiften das große Eselreich
Wo nur die Esel befehlen

Wir alle sind Esel! I-A! I-A! 
Wir sind keine Pferdeknechte
 Fort mit den Rossen! 
Es lebe, hurra! 
Der König vom Eselsgeschlechte!

So sprach der Patriot. Im Saal 
Die Esel Beifall rufen
 Sie waren alle national
 Und stampften mit den Hufen
Sie haben des Redners Haupt geschmückt 
Mit einem Eichenkranze
Er dankte stumm, und hochbeglückt 
Wedelt' er mit dem Schwanze

Die Wahl-Esel (Heine, 1855) ft 33per

A caring message from a concerned human

Now that our leaders are working on world war 3
I'd like to share

Something I think I see

This isn't a protest
Or a call to arms

Just some friendly words 
For the righteous
The marginalized
The straight and queer

And I know you're not asking

I see now
The only thing that moves us
People

Is fear
And threat

If a bomb drops in some faraway land
Does it make a sound?

So here we go

When you step out at night
Under the cold starlight

Look out!
Look out!

Achtung!
Fais attention!
Look out! Look out!

You don't know what's gonna fall out of the sky
Might be a satellite 
It might be a nuclear missile
It might be drone fire
It might just be some smog in the air
Or Covid 19
Be careful when you breath!

Xiao Xing!
Xiao
Xing!
Look out! Look out!

(look out)

Your children are sleeping quietly
But you know better
You know what might be coming

(look out) (look out)

The whole world's awake now
Our eyes are open now

(Take care everyone)
(Peace)

Across The World

I wrote this song about how my daughter Erin introduced me to so much great music when she was growing up.  

See the video:  https://vimeo.com/134054899

Lyrics:

No Doubt Blonde Redhead Zero 7

Keep your door open I’m liking the sound
Would you make me a cassette of what you’re spinning around?
Some kind of essence is coalescing
I’m ready for whatever this lesson will bring
She said the music is like swimming in heaven

No Doubt Blonde Redhead Zero 7 Zero 7
No Doubt Blonde Redhead Zero 7 Zero 7

The high from the low, the art from the pop
Cannot tell the difference because there really is not
So for a time you’re in love with them all
Gathering your power before everything falls
She said don’t worry I’ll be home by 11

No Doubt Blonde Redhead Zero 7 Zero 7
No Doubt Blonde Redhead Zero 7 Zero 7

I can see your transformation is here
Goodbye to the Barbies and hello to new fears
Soon you will go to make your own heaven

No Doubt Blonde Redhead Zero 7 Zero 7
No Doubt Blonde Redhead Zero 7 Zero 7

No Doubt Blonde Redhead Zero 7

Scrambled with The Valuable Friends without whom this flight would not have been half as much fun.

@JanineLevinson - Co-Pilot known for flying without instruments, aka "Janners"
@Rick-4-1 - Bomb Aimer and Navigator aka "Mudlark"
@Phil-McWalter - Squadron 'ace' with handlebar moustache, black labrador and large unpaid bar tab in the mess. Plays tambourine badly, aka "Easy"

FLYING A LANCASTER BOMBER

Looking down at the waterfall from the windmill
We can see the land move 
You can see the land move
Yeah we all move
Oh yeah we all move
Oh yeah we all move
Oh yeah we all move
Oh yeah we all move

I’m flying a Lancaster bomber 
Down the spiral stairs of your heart
Trying to get out before the lights touch
Trying to get out before the dam bursts
Trying to get out before the dam bursts
Oh yeah we all move

I don’t wanna hear you go
Please don’t slam the door
You have taken me apart
Just like you did your car
I can’t help but look around
Whenever I get that perfume
I think that I have lost control
Just like our Saturdays

I’m flying a Lancaster bomber 
Down the spiral stairs of your heart
Trying to get out before the lights touch
Trying to get out before the dam bursts
Looking down at the waterfall from the windmill
Trying to get out before the dam bursts
You can see the land move 
You can see the land move
Oh yeah we all move

But I don't want to be the one
To take off and fly alone
And what of my precious height?
Will you be looking around
When I can't see the ground?
Or lost in my perfume
While I just float away?
As if it's Saturday...

Just like our Saturdays

Looking down at the waterfall from the windmill
We can see the land move 
You can see the land move
Yeah we all move

I don’t wanna hear you go
Please don’t slam the door
You have taken me apart
Just like you did your car
I can’t help but look around
Whenever I get that perfume
I think that I have lost control
Just like our Saturdays

Please don’t slam the door
I’m flying a Lancaster bomber 
Down the spiral stairs of your heart
Please don’t slam the door
Trying to get out before the lights touch
Trying to get out before the dam bursts
Oh yeah we all move
Oh yeah we all move
Trying to get out before the dam bursts
Oh yeah we all move
Oh yeah we all move
I’m flying a Lancaster bomber 
Down the spiral stairs of your heart
Please don’t slam the door

©Phil McWalter & Janine Levinson May 2022

Flying A Lancaster Bomber

Heart - Shaped Hippy

I’m in Love with You / Paploviante 2022
Paploviante Bass, Music, Picture, Mix and Mastering
Vocals Ghosthack: www.Ghosthack.de
Lyrics:
It's kinda funny how we got this far
Not knowing who we are
But we still chase the stars near
We always wanted it to make us laugh
Extra wild we dance
Live with purpose, not chance here
Going towards the light
No fear
Take my hand to ignite
Let's Steer
My trust in you
Brings our love near
So hold me close
And don't let go
Tell me is this feeling real
Because from my side it heals
Can we both know the deal?
Show off our scars when revealed
It's time to lower the shield
Fresh air, we run through the field
So in love with you
I'm in love with you
So in love with you

I'm In Love With You - Paploviante

THE BOY - XXX

Everything by THE BOY

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