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Deep Sound Express - Sunday Morning (Yunô Hu House Retouch)

Change - Hold Tight {Groove Edit}

It's already two and a half years ago since I released 'Shoot From the Heart' on Adaptation Music. I received so many great reactions on that release (and still on 'Wave of Love' too, thank you!) that I couldn't resist to make another track with the great vocalist that is Christa. 

And here it is! With early support from Souldynamic, Richard Earnshaw, Jask, Dutchican Soul, Nick Holder and others.

Out on Traxsource tomorrow. 

Please show some love by reposting this on soundcloud or share it on Twitter and Facebook. I don't work with marketing machines ;-)

Thanks and big love,

Dennis 

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« Intro » c’est le début du voyage, une porte d’entrée vers mon univers.

Intro

From the Deep and Fertile Ground

Inspired by the profound teachings of the Lotus Sutra and the enduring vow of the Bodhisattvas of the Earth, "From the Deep and Fertile Ground" is a grounded, bluesy folk song that moves from spiritual insight to personal transformation. The song is a deconstruction of what "supernatural power" means, revealing it not as an arbitrary magical feat, but as a joyful, celebratory response from the Buddha to the solemn determination of his eternal disciples.

The lyrics delve into the central Buddhist principle of "changing poison into medicine," exploring how the "three poisons" of greed, anger, and foolishness can be transformed. The song posits that anger can become energy for compassionate action, isolation can be transformed into the wisdom of interconnectedness, and attachment can lead to true liberation.

The chorus evokes the cosmic spectacle described in the sutra, where the earth quakes and light emanates from every pore of the Buddha. This magnificent display is celebrated as a "timeless celebration of a shared, eternal vow," a vow that is passed on to all who commit to awakening their own innate potential for enlightenment. The song ultimately reminds us that the Buddha's ancient joy is re-created every time a person stands up to transform their own life and help others.


Lyrics: 
(Verse 1)
(Slow, acoustic guitar intro, a simple, bluesy picking pattern)
Well, the Buddha sat on the Lotus Throne, way back in a time untold.
He saw his disciples, weary and worn, with a story to be told
He'd taught them a path to ease their pain, to let go of greed and strife
But he knew there was more, a deeper truth, a brand new way of life.

(Chorus)
(The choir joins in, a harmony with a slow, gospel feel)
Oh, the earth it quaked, and the heavens bent, with a light from every pore.
He showed his power, not just for show, but to answer a solemn vow, and so much more
It wasn't magic, no, not at all, just a joyful, loving sound
For his followers who rose from the earth, from the deep and fertile ground

(Verse 2)
(The song becomes more personal, a single voice over the guitar)
They say that anger's a poison well, that's what we've always been taught.
But the Lotus shows us a different way, a lesson we can't buy or be bought
Turn that anger into a righteous fire, a fuel for the fight
To stand for justice and help someone rise, and fill the darkness with light.

(Chorus)
(The choir's harmony swells, more passionately)
And the earth it quaked, and the heavens bent, with a light from every pore.
He showed his power, not just for show, but to answer a solemn vow, and so much more
It wasn't magic, no, not at all, just a joyful, loving sound
For his followers who rose from the earth, from the deep and fertile ground.

(Bridge)
(The tempo slows, a single voice, almost spoken word, like a preacher)
They tell you that you're alone and lost, an island in the sea.
But the Buddha’s light shines on every soul, in you and in me
That isolation can turn to grace, a bridge to all mankind.
And that endless want, that attachment's chain, can turn to wisdom in your mind.

(Outro)
(The song fades out slowly, with the choir humming the melody and the guitar returning to the slow, gentle picking pattern)
The Buddha's joy, it's not far away.
It lives in our hearts when we stand up to pray
It lives in the vow that we make for all time
To turn this poison into a beautiful rhyme
Oh, a beautiful rhyme... (last note hangs in the air)

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From the Deep and Fertile Ground

[Strophe 1]
Feige bis ins Rückenmark, verbrannt von alten Werten,
die bis heute waren immer stets die verkerten.
nur Dreckiger Schutt im Kopf, sie beten und klagen,
halten an Führern fest, die sie täglich berauben.

Von Selbsthass zerfressen, sie marschieren im Schritt,
die Politik winkt – und sie kriechen gleich mit.
Wie gammelige Hähnchenkeulen, serviert in der Kantine,
im Kopf verfaulter Dreck, gefüllt mit Routine.

[Hook]
Steh endlich auf – fang an zu denken,
hör auf, dich selbst ins Elend zu lenken.
Lass dich nicht treten, in ihre Kriege treiben,
grab dir kein Grab, um darin zu bleiben.

[Strophe 2]
Sagst du „Zahl nichts mehr“, sie kreischen im Chor,
schlucken die Lügen, wie Futter fürs Ohr.
Ihr Kartenhaus wankt, die Fassade zerfällt,
sie klammern sich weiter an den Schutt dieser Welt.

Sie sehen zu, wie man sie raucht in der Pfeife,
und jubeln noch, auf dem Weg zur Schlachtbank-Reife.
Die Zukunft verspielt, ihr Einsatz verloren,
sie beten zum nächsten Gott – wie frisch neu geboren.

[bridge]
Wie lange willst du den andern das Denken überlassen,
wie lange noch dulden, dass sie plündern die Kassen?
Wie lange willst du schweigen, dich fügen, dich ducken,
wärend sie dir politisch in deine Visage spucken!?

[Strophe 3]
Sie halten den Dieb für den Retter im Licht,
doch alles, was glänzt, ist nur Dreck im Gesicht.
Sie feiern den Henker, als wär er ihr Freund,
vergessen dabei, dass er Blut gern verstreut.

Sie brauchen Götzen, die sie täglich anbeten,
und tragen wie Trophäen die ideologischen Ketten.
Das eigene Denken schon lange verlernt,
die Ahnen im Grab, von Scham tief entkernt.

[Hook]
Steh endlich auf – fang an zu denken,
hör auf, dich selbst ins Elend zu lenken.
Lass dich nicht treten, in ihre Kriege treiben,
grab dir kein Grab, um darin zu bleiben.

Steh endlich auf – fang an zu denken,
hör auf, dich selbst ins Elend zu lenken.
Lass dich nicht treten, in ihre Kriege treiben,
grab dir kein Grab, um darin zu bleiben.

Fang an zu denken - (Jazz Version) - Prod. by Dawid Snowden

Matasuna Records is delighted to reissue another jewel on vinyl: Ralph Week‘s song 'Let Me Do My Thing' is probably the most sought after Panamanian soul tune and the rare original 7inch is sold at incredible prices. The song was recorded together with the band 'Los Dinámicos Exciters' in 1971 in Panama. 

During our research we were lucky to find Mr. Weeks, who could give us some background information to this song and his  music career in general. Ralph Weeks was born 1943 in Panama, which he left at the age of 17 to move to the United States. There he founded the band 'Ralph & Telecasters' at the beginning of the 1960s. After his time in the US Army he started the band again, recorded their first single in 1965  and went touring in the United States during the following years. Among other gigs they also played twice in the famous Apollo Theatre in Harlem (NYC) where one of the greatest musicians like Louis Armstron, James Brown, Marvin Gaye etc. performed there. 
The charismatic singer and multi-instrumentalist (guitar, bass & keyboard) was invited to a show in Panama in 1970, where he performed with members of the band 'Los Dinámicos Exciters ', which he knew from his youth. In 1971 he came back again and recorded four songs with the band, which were released on the album "Lo Mejor De Los Dinámicos Exciters". Two of the recordings were also released under Ralph's name as a 7inch vinyl single on the Panamanian label "Sally Ruth Records" - among them "Let Me Do My Thing".
Then he returned to the States and founded a new band in 1975 with Carlos Brown, a member of the Exciters, which existed for about 25 years. Weeks' life has always been dedicated to music: even today, at the age of 76, he is still a member of an accapella gospel group that sings weekly at the church in his hometown in the state of Connecticut.

On the A-side of the vinyl you can listen to the amazing original version recorded in 1971 - which was remastered for the release. The funky Latintune has all the ingredients that helped him to his status as one of the best Panamanian soul songs: a killer rhythm, a deep grooving bass line, the virtuoso interplay of the trumpet players and the super sweet soul voice of Ralph Weeks. There's nothing more to add, but our favourite producer "Voodoocuts" was able to get something out of the original. On the B-side you'll find his version of the classic: a modified arrangement with a new in and outro, an extended break part and additional beats that will set every dance floor on fire. Don't miss this gem!

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