Playlist for contemplation, chilling, meditating, closing your eyes and feel the vibes <3

2021 Contemplative Tunes

Singer-Songwriter / Americana / Alt rock

Folk singers

Reposts - January 2023 Edition

Conçu pour BBAM

Acoustic history

Related tracks: Name That Tune #571 by Kelly Clarkson

Best Songs I've Come Into 2

Interstellar

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Girl

All that’s left

It's the Fourth ("IV") because this song has seen many permutations, and I've raided this pattern for bits of other tracks — like "Hope" on my last album. But it finally gets its due. I think it's about love or need or infatuation. Maybe even fear and admiration, but like, in a lightweight way.

Saturn IV

It's a song about juvenile love. (Yes I know that sounds cheesy). Harmonies by Molly Warner.

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Dark Times

This is a song I made back in 2009, as instrumental. Picked it up again and added vocals
Wine Goes Well WIth These Conversations chords & lyrics:
Verse: C-Am-F-G
Chorus: Am-F-C-G (F-G)
Bridge: F-C-F-C-F-C-Am-G

v1
Nothing is new.
Im still doing fine.
Just came to think of you,
while killing some time..


v2
So how about you,
are you feeling okay?
Maybe I should come over,
just to talk,not to stay..


chorus
If your still alone,
I could drop by tonight.
maybe Ill bring some wine,
You think that sounds alright?
Now dont get me wrong,
I have no expectations.
But sure you agree - that
- wine goes well - with these conversations.


v3
Been quite a while,
since I last heard your voice.
Im not saying I miss you,
this was also my choice.


Chorus
If your still alone,
I could drop by tonight.
maybe Ill bring some wine,
You think that sounds alright?
Now dont get me wrong,
I have no expectations.
But sure you agree -
- wine goes well - with these conversations


Bridge
Get up in the morning,dont care to get dressed.
Spending most of the day doing nothing at all.
Getting drunk in the evening for a few hours rest.
Keep my phone within reach,just in case you should call.


chorus
If your still alone,
I could drop by tonight.
Maybe Ill bring some wine,
You think that sounds alright?
Now dont get me wrong,
I have no expectations.
But sure you agree -
- wine goes well - with these conversations.
You miss these conversations?

Wine goes well with these conversations

SYWA (see you walking around)

Vid of me playing it: https://youtu.be/hZsDNwTvBA4

Just The Reckoning

Simple Questions lyrics:
v1:
Saw her the other day
The most beautiful one
A girl I`ve not in my wildest dreams thought I`d ever meet

And so far I`m right
`Cause I didnt have the guts
To walk her up,and get in touch,asking some simple questions:

Chorus:
If she wanted to dance
If she wanted to talk
If she wanted a coffee,
or to go for a walk
If she could use a laugh,
or if she needed a shoulder
If she wanted to make this night one to remember when she grew older

v2:
Then again yesterday
I saw her in town
Looking ten times more beautiful than any of the other ones around

And then I thought,
If I was a `ladies man`,
I`d hit her up with small-talk and a smile, like only these guys can.

Chorus:
If she wanted to dance
If she wanted to talk
If she wanted a coffee,
or to go for a walk
If she could use a laugh,
or if she needed a shoulder
If she wanted to make this night one to remember when she grew older

v3:
But I`m not one of them,
So here I stand.
Watching her disappear while I`m disappointed with who I am...

-At least in my dreams.
she is coming towards me.
Making me retain my religious beliefs with just some simple questions:

Choirs:

If I wanted to dance
If I wanted to talk
If I wanted a coffee
or to go for a walk
If I could use a laugh
or if I needed a shoulder
If I wanted to make this night one to remember when I grew older

v4:

Then I wake up.
And find myself on my own
I brace myself for coffee as it is a bit draining having alone.

I check my phone for missed calls
although I know there are none
except for boosted coffee broken dreamers like me will always have a dry run.

`Closing`choirs:

yes this is me,
I will always be free.
this evil curse is my destiny.
I`m not much of a dancer.
nor am I a small talker
and I sure as hell wont be remembered when she grow older

Simple Questions

SONARLARM

Slavstörung

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Introduction in English:

In my late 30s, I still suffered from frequent anxiety and panic attacks. During this time, I had a recurring nightmare: I am lying in my bed at night. Some dark, strange figure comes into my room. It slowly comes closer to me. Before it reaches me, I wake up screaming and drenched in sweat.  
One day my female psychoanalyst encouraged me to relive this dream with her company. Like a fairy godmother, she now sat in my imagination at the edge of my bed and held my hand. Thus I succeeded in letting the dark figure come closer. And at some point the strange being stood in front of me and I could look him directly in the face. And suddenly it became clear to me that it is the death which stands beside me; which probably always stood beside me and also always will stand beside me: My eternal companion. 
Since these sessions, panic attacks and anxiety attacks occur very rarely. And when they do come, I now know that it is basically my residual fear of finitude, of having to die, and finally of death. And from this realization, I can feel all the more in all my depths the legendary sentence of Sigmund Freud: "If you want to live well, prepare yourself early for death". The song "Finitude" was written against the background of these experiences It is in French, because for me this language comes closest to such existential themes.

Lyrics in English (for those, who don`t speak French):

Finitude

I have no time 
Finitude
Stands in my door
And speaks to me:

Come on go 

Don't stand still
Let no more time pass

The clock is ticking away 
Your shadow wins
Decay haunts you
Pain and anguish

But you are not alone 
The duty to die
Is the bond 

That unites us 
Whether rich or poor 
Wise or foolish

Death doesn't care
He takes us to himself

Finitude
I am ready
Look at you
You move closer to me

Till you're all there with me 

Look around me 
Many backs already crooked
The rollator goes ahead
Straight to the cemetery gate

The lifting only lasts 
Until the next tower clock

Then it comes out

That we melt 
We blow in the wind
Nothing of us remains 
Death rubs its hands

But do not forget
The duty to die 
Is the bond

That unites us 
Whether rich or poor 
Wise or foolish

Death does not care
He takes us to himself

Finitude
I am ready
Look at you
You move closer to me

Till you're all with me 
Until you are
Until you are 
Untill you are
Completely with me

Texte en français:

Finitude

Je n'ai pas le temps 
La finitude
Est à ma porte
Et me parle:

Allez, vas-y 
Ne t'arrête pas
Ne laisse plus passer le temps

L'horloge s'écoule 
Ton ombre gagne
Le déclin te hante
Douleur et tourment

Mais tu n'es pas seul 
Le devoir de mourir
Est le lien 

Qui nous unit 
Riche ou pauvre 
Intelligents ou idiots

La mort c'est pareil
Elle nous fait venir

Finitude
Je suis prêt
Je te regarde
Tu te rapproches de moi

Jusqu'à ce que tu sois 
Tout à fait avec moi 

Je regarde autour de moi 
Beaucoup de dos déjà courbés
Le rollateur va devant
Directement à la porte du cimetière

Le lifting ne dure que 
Jusqu'à la prochaine horloge de la tour

Puis il se révèle

Que nous passons 
Emportés par le vent
Qu'il ne reste rien de nous 
Que la mort se frotte les mains

Mais n'oublie pas
Le devoir de mourir 
Est le lien

Qui nous unit 
Riche ou pauvre 
Intelligents ou idiots

La mort c'est pareil
Elle nous fait venir

Finitude
Je suis prêt
Je te regarde
Tu te rapproches de moi

Jusqu'à ce que tu sois 
Tout à fait avec moi
Jusqu'à ce que tu sois
Jusqu'à ce que tu sois 
Jusqu'à ce que tu sois
Tout à fait avec moi

Finitude

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pop punk/rock

co produced, mixed, mastered and cover art by @a7-recording-studio

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After a year now I'm actually happy to release the album . Its been a very hard album to make due to work constantly getting in the way of my productivity . It'll be released on streaming platforms soon.

Archaic

9th track of xoPa's 2nd album, "Toronto calling" (2023).

Artist: xoPa
Album: Toronto Calling
Year: 2023
License CC BY-NC
Music: Pablo Peón & Fat Daddy

Toronto Calling

Acid

9. Acid

Video: https://youtu.be/2YPJ5PDloso
Free Download: https://benz1n.bandcamp.com/track/singer-of-deeps
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Singer Of Deeps

Even the worst of times can get better...with time. Featuring the wonderful vocals of Sabrina Miele, ("Sabrina Miele" on SoundCloud) and Shaels gorgeous, weeping steel guitar, "The Worst is Over" is a remake of our first recorded song, produced by Shael Wrinch at Stone Hill studios on beautiful Bowen Island. Lyrics:
The worst is over. I can tend to see the forest and the trees.
The worst is over. I can forget the days that had me on my knees
and I can see the shattered pieces of my broken heart
surrounding me
or I can see my friends with open arms and open hearts
to lead me home to a calming sea.
The worst is over.
Perspective is a lost and new-found friend.
The worst is over.
I can ask this day to pause but not to end
and I can see the future as a landscape dark and cold
an empty shell
or I can see the place to find the pieces of my soul
and kindred souls who wish me well.
The worst is over...
And I can see, if a single tear could save another soul
from such despair
then you and I could fill the streams and oceans of the world
and fill our hearts
with room to spare.
The worst is over...

Tequila Monday

The Worst is Over

The Worst Is Over (featuring Sabrina Miele)

Henrik Nybo: Resonator guitar/backing/bodhran
Mir Bredberg Weber: Main vocal/composer
Palle Hjort: Hammond
Jeppe Gram: Drums
Jakob Falgren: Bas

Live Out Loud

BROTHERS KEEPER

Brothers Keeper

Introduction in English

Many of them were persecuted, oppressed, tortured or even murdered. 
But many of them escaped their perpetrators and potential butchers and emerged even stronger from these struggles for survival. 
And especially at a time when the tyrannical powers are raising their heads again, when a repressive right-wing shift is taking place all over the world, they are more important than ever;
In their unmistakable clarity, their healthy stubbornness, their intuitive knowledge to protect the all-encompassing love and vitality in the world from the destructive forces of fascist systems.
With my song I want to encourage all free spirits to show themselves even more and to go forward. And I want to encourage all listeners of this song to open up more to their own free-spirited side.

Lyrics (for those, who don`t speak German)

Free spirits

They never let themselves be bent
Never let any repression get them down

They have a keen sense
For what is real or just false adornment

They follow their own tracks
They tick according to their own clocks

They are with themselves and yet open-minded
They change and remain true to themselves

Often stand on their head
Don't like to swim with

Every ancient braid
Is sprayed with color
Until it burns out

Free spirits
Are still 
In this land

Free spirits
Not all 
Have they
Banished, Burnt

Free spirits
Have 
Survived the hells
And lay down in the light unbreakable

They dream with their eyes open
Make a thousand mistakes, seem to be no good

Are often still unrecognized, banished from the grill plate
Yet they sparkle beneath the sand  

They are often underestimated
Violated in their dignity
Abandoned in the forest by the mainstream
They wear orchids 
Can see in the dark
Can walk blind on clouds

Are outraged alive
Say out loud what bothers them

Are driven by love
For themselves, the humans and the world

Free spirits
Are still 
In this land

Free spirits
Not all 
Have they
Banished, Burnt

Free spirits
Have 
Survived the hells
And lay down in the light unbreakable
lay down in the light
lay down in the light
Lay
Down
In
The 
Lieght

Deutscher Originaltext:

Freigeister

Sie lassen sich niemals verbiegen
Von keiner Repression unterkriegen

Sie haben ein feines Gespür
Für das was echt ist oder nur falsche Zier

Sie folgen Ihren eigenen Spuren
Sie ticken nach Ihren eigenen Uhren

Sie sind bei sich und doch aufgeschlossen
Sie wandeln sich und bleiben sich treu

Stehen oft auf dem Kopf
Schwimmen ungerne mit

Jeder uralte Zopf
Wird mit Farbe besprüht
Bis er verglüht

Freigeister
Sind noch immer 
In diesem Land

Freigeister
Nicht alle 
Haben sie
Verbannt, Verbrannt

Freigeister
Haben 
Die Hölllen überlebt
Und sich unkaputtbar in das Licht gelegt

Sie träumen mit offenen Augen
Machen tausend Fehler, scheinen nichts zu taugen

Werden oft noch verkannt, vom Grillteller verbannt
Dennoch funkeln sie unter dem Sand  

Gerne werden sie unterschätzt
In ihrer Würde verletzt
Vom Mainstream im Wald ausgesetzt
Sie tragen Orchideen 
Können im Dunkeln sehen
Können auf Wolken blind gehen

Sind lebendig empört
Sagen laut, was sie stört

Sind von Liebe getrieben
Für sich, die Menschheit und die Welt

Freigeister
Sind noch immer 
In diesem Land

Freigeister
Nicht alle 
Haben sie
Verbannt, Verbrannt

Freigeister
Haben 
Die Hölllen überlebt
Und sich unkaputtbar in das Licht gelegt
In das Licht gelegt
In das Licht gelegt
In 
Das
Licht
Gelegt

Freigeister (Free Spirits)

Mixed and mastered by Jeffro ( http://www.jeffromixesyou.com/ )

Chord progression intro/verse: G-F-G-C-G-F-G-F-C
chorus: 4 X (C-G-F-G) / - G-F-G-F-G-C
Made with Amplesounds ample guitar martin plugin
Lyrics:
Oh
When you cook for me
Your curves and moves
The harmony

Love
Not just cookery
There's so much more
To this scenery

Oh
From your moves, it's clear
That summer dress
Is all you wear

Oh
It teases me
Seductivly
Irresistably

I can see your different levels merging into one
Affection turns euphoric; fire burns until we`re drained and numb

chorus:
Watching you in that dress
Preparing something for us
Ticks all my boxes
And blows my mind every time

I was a humble man
Unruffled and low-key
Now I'm as close to heaven as
As any guy will ever be

All I can do is embrace
Not meant to understand
Blessed in mysterious ways
You are my woman
And I am your man

verse2:
Oh
​Such diversity
And quantity
​In qualities

Oh
Such a compliment
To your discipline
The shape you`re in

Oh
So reliable
Yet unpredictable
Its impossible

Oh
Highly flammable
Can be magical
Or not at all

Maybe diagnosable a few of your traits
So great at your best, I`ll take the hellfire that follows your grace

chorus:
Watching you in that dress
Preparing something for us
Ticks all my boxes
And blows my mind every time

I was a humble man
Unruffled and low-key
Now I'm as close to heaven as
As any guy will ever be

All I can do is embrace
Not meant to understand
Blessed in mysterious ways
You are my woman
And I am your man

Summer Dress

The Music Video for Mr. J is out now: https://youtu.be/HWQ-U_8Aen8

In her new song Inyha takes us on a journey to the 7th heaven of love on the wings of Mr. J. But even if love can give us wings, it cannot free us from our own chains, it can only give us the will and energy to do so for ourselves. This is the image Inyha paints with her handmade sounds and arrangements in melancholic, nostalgic colors and a dreamy 90ies touch.

Mr. J

Being outside in a clear night with your head towards the sky and admiring the infinite stars that shine above you. In that moment you experience the greatness of nature that can paint such a beautiful picture while your eyes go from one point to another trying to create imaginary stories connecting all the dots. Peaceful moments.

Stargazing Tonight

Original Mix: on.soundcloud.com/cyGJNT82qRdjiNAT7

The Art of Letting Go (Acoustic Version)

All is Nothing 
Lyrics 
 (guitar riff I made on an old steel-stringer, then reconstructed in amplesounds acoustic martin plugin, and is not me playing)

V 1:
Out of this world, or out of my mind?
One in a million, or one of a kind?
Made in his picture or part of my own?
Blessed among the lonely, or cursed here alone?

Chorus:
I had this dream where I saw all as nothing
And it made perfect sense to me
Am I insane to fear that all is nothing?
No space or time, just fantasy

v 2:
Wide awake or sound asleep
I always trust what I perceive
If I must wake up to recognize a dream
Awareness altered further could change everything

Chorus:
I had this dream where I saw all as nothing
And it made perfect sense to me
Am I insane to fear that all is nothing?
No space or time, just fantasy

V 3:
Staying sane by keeping faith.
Let reason go for peace of mind.
Ask no questions. Expose no lies.
Trust your God and pray for death and demise.
My best advice

All as Nothing

All is Nothing

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I'll Follow

This tune was written and performed by Kelly Clarkson in 2004. She wrote this song when she was only 16 years old as a means of coping with the emotional distress caused by the divorce of her parents. Performed here by me on my Yamaha PSR-SX900 arranger keyboard. 

Can you "Name That Tune"? I have a website that contains my complete collection of tunes with their titles revealed at: www.harveytwyman.com

Name That Tune #571 by Kelly Clarkson

Louder than Silence
Lyrics:
There's nothing louder than this silence.
Oh, what a forceful mess of nothing at all.
Like I've been ripped out of reality.
Somehow, my mind became an enemy.
And in this limbo, nothing works anymore
Except for the booze.
I still get pissed on my booze.

Nothing is louder than your silence.
There's nothing sweeter than your face.
Nothing more violent than your footsteps in the snow leading to that place where you spend the nights
Still, I hope that he treats you right.
And that you're doing well.
If I could ask for one thing in life
I'd send him straight to hell.
And you as well.

I should apply myself and fight this head-on.
Muster some willpower and go by the rules.
Just by following this simple plan
I would come out of it a better man.
If simple plans worked as solutions for me
don't you think I would be
A better man already?

No force may hold a candle to love that is lost.
Enslaves your mind and breaks your heart every time.
Until the very last drop
Drains you of all that you got.
Love conquers all—when it's lost

There's nothing louder than your absence.
Nothing was sweeter than your face.
How vioilent footsteps can make anger take controll non of us did know, until that night 
Last sign of you I`ll ever know
Is melting with the snow
If could ask for one thing in life
-...
I'm sorry, hun.

no man may  hold a candle to love when its lost.
Enslaves his mind and breaks his heart with brute force.
Reality squashed.
Right and wrong, tossed.
When love conquers all—all is lost.

Louder than Silence

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☛ Vocals: Melissa Hollick


Mirror Shades

Morning light through the shades in my mirror
Tired eyes from a dream gone unclear
Whispered doubts in my ear by a liar
Feeding fears that fuel up a raging fire

Walking through these streets among strangers
Feeling the weight of the world's quiet dangers
Losing track of the dreams that once mattered
Staring down at the pieces that shattered

Every day is a mountain, gotta climb it
Hiding the tears with laughter won’t cut it
I wanna break free from the chains holding me
I wanna find the strength to let my heart lead

Social screens fill my mind up with static
Chasing likes just to feel adequate
The looking glass reflects someone I'm not
Trying to love the me I've somehow forgot

What if I'm just running in circles round
What if all my hopes get lost and found
Can I face the doubts and rise above
Hold on tight to dream of self-love

Every day is a mountain, gotta climb it
Hiding the tears with laughter won’t cut it
I wanna break free from the chains holding me
I wanna find the strength to let my heart lead

Mirror Shades (Unplugged Version)

beat by jissa x hellion
written by cal meloblu
vocal prod. by prodkeech

lyrics:

My lungs feel compression
This feeling’s unpleasant 
Anxiety spreading
My palms are both sweating

Face is in redness 
My muscles are stretching
My feelings apparent 
For thoughts I was sharing 
 
The devil is yelling 
The sound is getting 
Louder with stressing
Maybe I should stop caring 

I feel embarrassed 
With cuts that are swelling 
I try to forget it 
As I’m preparing

For you
As I lose a few
Thoughts that keep me confused 

For you
Running low on fuel
Cause you’re driving me so fucking 

Crazy but maybe
Lately you blame me

Out of patience either way
Even when I pray, the sky is grey 
I keep thinking there’s a delay
But I’m exactly where I need to be

My lungs feel compression
This feeling’s unpleasant 
Anxiety spreading
My palms are both sweating

Face is in redness 
My muscles are stretching
My feelings apparent 
For thoughts I was sharing 
 
The devil is yelling 
The sound is getting 
Louder with stressing
Maybe I should stop caring 

I feel embarrassed 
With cuts that are swelling 
I try to forget it 
As I’m preparing

For memories that were my fault
Thinking’s a hassle
The problem’s unraveled 
Monsters hosting the battle 

Terrified in the combat
Wonder where all my tears at
It’s a little bit odd that 
I kind of forgot that 

I stopped showing emotion
Maybe my brain was out in the open 
Vulnerable and my heart is in motion 
As I’m waiting for the final explosion

Out of patience either way
Even when I pray, the sky is grey 
I keep thinking there’s a delay
But I’m exactly where I need to be

My lungs feel compression
This feeling’s unpleasant 
Anxiety spreading
My palms are both sweating

Face is in redness 
My muscles are stretching
My feelings apparent 
For thoughts I was sharing 
 
The devil is yelling 
The sound is getting 
Louder with stressing
Maybe I should stop caring 

I feel embarrassed 
With cuts that are swelling 
I try to forget it 
As I’m preparing for you

Anxiety

One Hell of a Woman 
Produced by Kevin Croner
lyrics:
V1:
Did you trade your soul
To be this kind of a woman
My pick-up line to you
Back when those lines were common
So much has changed with time
but one thing stays the same

Chorus:
Your still one hell of a woman
A woman from hell sometimes too
Your still one hell of a woman
And I'm one hell of a man, thanks to you

V2:
We had our ups and downs
Quite rough at times with each other
Somehow we made it through
Just as good as the others
So much has changed with time
But one thing stays the same

Chorus:
Your still one hell of a woman
A woman from hell sometimes too
Your still one hell of a woman
And I'm one hell of a man, thanks to you

Bridge:
Although your days now seem numbered,
Your mind appears even stronger and sharper
I would have lost myself to darkness
but your clear brown eyes keeps me sane

Chorus:
Your still one hell of a woman
A woman from hell sometimes too
Your still one hell of a woman
And I'm one hell of a man, thank you!

One Hell Of A Woman

One Hell of a Woman

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PT. 2

KEEN DREAD

junkwire - 2 minutes in the rain

2021-01-18

time between midnight and morning

and we go to sleep - nice dreams

REBELS YELL

Lofoten Isles, Norway
More than 25 years as a rookie on my belt
Making music - in my case - is a creative exercise and something I like to do for recreational purposes, above all.
I love that anyone can take a guitar, their DAW, or whatever. Even just pen and paper, and come up with something special and unique that has never been heard or written.
This opportunity, regardless of experience and talent, to enter a universe and go places no one has set foot before, is magic. 
To draw a parallel to soccer, Im a non-league player, and would get attention for all the wrong reasons if I were thrown into a match with Salah, Haaland and the like. Still, by finding my level I can be part of an amateur team that serves a purpose in a local community, like a social meeting spot for people who like football - or don't - to come together, get into talks through a comment on a situation in the match and such. And you know what's coolest of all? Once in a while, when the sun and moon line up, I`m on a streak with my evening prayers or for some other reason have my day, I make this amazing dribble, then score a spectacular goal, becoming the local hero of the day or something. Those moments happen on all levels. Chances are perhaps even better on lower levels for this dribble to never have been seen before, since amateur football is not as controlled and professionalised as La Liga, Premier League, etc, leaving much more room for experimentation and individual creativity.  
I bet you had a few of those moments yourself, right? Send me a sound file, - soccer being a metaphor after all -  of your magic moment, it being a victorious match full song or just this cool detail you like, perhaps a great lyric line, guitar riff, or even cover art, all goes, so I get the chance to enjoy it too, thanks in advance! 
Cheers
Odd Roar