A beautiful, tender delivery, Oddrun, does credit to the deftly penned lyric and ‘Poet Peter’, I like that too, the person behind those enigmatic ten digits!

Deeply moving and beautiful! Oddrun, your emotional voice conveys this painful message with a tenderness that goes straight to the heart. The minimalist guitar accompaniment creates the perfect space for this touching story – every note is just right and underlines the poetic depth of Peter's heartfelt words. A truly healing work of art that offers comfort. 🤍

A lovely collab - beautiful vocals Oddrun :)

Hey Oddrun, love your voice and your performance in here. Brilliant guitar work, as well. Excellent work here, all around!

An excellent track and wonderful performances.....Lovely production.....

A beautifully evocative interpretation, the vocal and instrumental accompaniment complement the poem perfectly 👌

TURNING THE GHOSTLY HEAVEN OF THURSDAYS

'Dont Smudge The Ink' is an easy listening laid back track and soundscape.

Dont Smudge The Ink

Kintsugi is an art form that embodies the philosophy of wabi-sabi which values the beauty of imperfection and transience. Kintsugi also serves as a metaphor for embracing our flaws and imperfections in life seeing them as a source of strength and beauty and finding resilience in the face of adversity. 

Kintsugi

Wide Awake

Dope cool man-ryonthemic
https://soundcloud.com/rquinlan48
California stop（ryonthemic&Tot.masa)
Words,vocals-ryonthemic
Beat,prod-Tot.masa
Peace&Love from us both🙏🙏

California Stop feat. ryonthemic

Poem, guitar, melody: Poet Peter, aka @user-264930040
Voice and photo: Oddrun
Studiowork: Arne Hiorth

Peter`s own words :
"I am blessed with a treasured friend whose name is Sue.

Sue is the very embodiment of humanity. Kind, selfless, giving, loving, unassuming, warm, smiling, understanding. Were you lucky enough ever to meet Sue, you’d never know that she carries a heavy burden carefully, and gently tucked away in a very private place within her heart.

This song is for Sue, and all mothers who, like her, have lost a son in the most tragic of circumstances, with no opportunity to help, hold, comfort or say goodbye."

Solace


When first you nestled in my arms and my eyes met with yours

A bonding fused in love, that could never be undone.

Sheltered you from harm as childhood lightly ran its course

Giving thanks to God above for the blessing you’d become.



Of your blossoming maturity I watched with glowing pride

Reaching for your touch to find that now we’re worlds apart,

Stolen by fate’s cruelty, that wrenches yet inside

Ever present in my mind, forever in my heart



As angels wrapped in heaven, soon our eyes shall meet and then

In the sanctity of peace we’ll find solace once again.



And now I live by memory tides that flood tomorrow’s shore

Your image resting in my palm, lifts my spirit gently, where,

The strongest, warmest love abides and shall do evermore

A love bestowing soothing calm upon my silent prayer.



Though the space between is wide as the celestial abyss

I keep a special place aside, from which I promise only this

As angels wrapped in heaven, soon our eyes shall meet and then

In the sanctity of peace we’ll find solace once again.

Solace. 1234567890. Oddrun Eikli.

Thursday

I'VE BEEN UP I'VE BEEN DOWN
I'VE BEEN FOOLING ALL AROUND
FROM THE TOP OF THE WORLD TO THE GROUND

I'VE BEEN SEEN WITH NO SOUND
A HAS BEEN NOWHERE BOUND
I'VE BEEN LOST AND BABY I'VE BEEN FOUND

I'VE BEEN UP I'VE BEEN DOWN
I'VE BEEN FOOLING ALL AROUND
FROM THE TOP OF THE WORLD TO THE GROUND

I'VE BEEN UP I'VE BEEN DOWN
I'VE BEEN FOOLING ALL AROUND
FROM THE TOP OF THE WORLD TO THE GROUND

I'VE BEEN SEEN WITH NO SOUND
SHUFFLING WIND NOWHERE BOUND
I'VE BEEN LOST AND BABY I'VE BEEN FOUND

ONCE A KING TWICE A CLOWN
I'VE BEEN SNEAKING AROUND
FROM THE TOP OF THE WORLD TO THE GROUND

WHISPERING TO THE WIND 
LOVELY SWEET LITTLE NOTHINGS
SOMETIMES LOVE IS A SOLITARY THING

I'VE BEEN UP I'VE BEEN DOWN
I'VE BEEN FOOLING ALL AROUND
FROM THE TOP OF THE WORLD TO THE GROUND





I'VE BEEN UP (Lyrics)

Introduction and Lyrics in English:

The ghost forest really does exist on the German Baltic coast. Over the centuries, the beech, oak and ash trees have taken on bizarre shapes due to the Baltic wind and the many storms. To me, they look like bent, crooked figures that seem to be on the run from the recurring storms. 
As almost all the trees have only one crown and are completely bare underneath, they also give me the impression that they have shut themselves off from the fury of the storms and withdrawn into themselves.
In my imagination, the storms stand for the inner ghosts or demons that more or less haunt everyone rarely, sometimes often or always at night.  
For me, the trees in turn symbolize the sometimes panic-like fears and the need to flee when the inner ghosts appear.   
At the same time, in my mind the trees also stand for the great achievement of some people who nevertheless live and continue to live under the impression of permanent demonic inner storms: Admittedly somehow crooked, slanted and crooked; but nevertheless in a marvelous way peculiar, unmistakable and original.
This is the background against which the song ""Ghostly Forest"" was created.

Ghostly forest

Every night you are there
Like a fool tormenting me with relish
Like a sneering clown
You force me to look into my abyss

Mmh

Fall deep, almost unbearable these soul wounds
Give me this one shot that pulls me out of the tunnel of pain
aah

You tell me dark things
Accuse me, expose me, make me small
You put me before the last judgement
Spit brazenly in my scarred face

You give me the feeling
That all I want is to die, to be dead
Oooh
Seemingly salvation, consolation

No! Get up!
Get to your feet!
At the bottom
You're still healthy,

I was 
In the ghostly forest
I lost my way there,
I still find the gap
Which leads me to my Yes! to life
Leads me to life!

You never leave me in peace
Give me new blisters every night

When I think I've banished you now,
You come prancing in from the left

Not one tired night 
I woke up without your fearful bite
Behind windows, doors, cupboards you sit 
Always ready for the nightmare leap

This morning
my deepest soul centre would have almost
faded before you

You were on the verge of destroying my core
Dishonouring my dignity beyond repair

A deflated moment
Who knows only silence, rigor mortis
Oooh
Already thought I'd never return

No! Get up!
Get to your feet!
At the bottom
You're still healthy,

I was 
In the ghostly forest
I lost my way there,
I still find the gap
Which leads me to my Yes! to life
Leads me to life!

Gespensterwald (Ghostly Forest)

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Tis a noble sport but it does have its downside. The lifespan of a wrestler is typically reduced by 15-20 years attributed to the health consequences of the sumo diet. They are also banned from driving cars partly due to being too big to fit behind a steering wheel. This song, however, is about another fight which we must win!  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wSnhY0xBK7k

I’m a sumo wrestler
Don’t fit in a Tesla
I weigh 400 pounds 
Or ‘bout that
And a lotta the food’ll be
Rice, ramen noodles
Yeah
Ya gotta be fat

No gougin ’ no kickin’
Just slappin’ and trippin’
Huff, luffa 
Keep your breathing in sync
Throw salt in the air
Show your palms 
That’s just fair
Make sure your mawashi’s 
Tucked in
   
Le lutteur de Sumo
Il ma fait ‘ah’
Il ma fait ‘oh’
Le lutteur de Sumo
C’est si bon
C’est si beau

No gougin’ no kickin’
Just slappin’ and trippin’
Make sure your mawashi 
Tucked in
 And remind that bozo
Once he touches the doho
It means that he loses
I win

Huffa luffa
Huffa luffa
Huffa luffa

The Sumo Wrestler

'In The Citadel Of The MInd' is an exploration really of the imagination...the creative mind, or in my case, "In The Citadel Of The MInd". Utilising mixed genres, as the mind has many portals and avenues to wander down and through.. 

In The Citadel Of The MInd

Une chanson contre la violence conjugale...
A song against domestic violence...
Vocal/intro & Final text : DelhyA  https://soundcloud.com/user-945711181/tracks
Piano/Synth/Arrangement : Régis GAUBERT  musicoman@wanadoo.fr https://soundcloud.com/robspiritduo/tracks
Composer/Arrangements/Guitars/Slide : Philippe SEGUINARD
Lyrics : Guillaume DULER

Lyrics:
J'entends les cris là-haut d'une autre qui se débat , d'une femme qui pour cette fois ci n'est pas moi. Rien ne doit transparaitre , je ne dois pas laisser mes larmes couler et se frayer un chemin jusqu'à mes lèvres scellées . Et même si les bleus sous ma peau se réveillent , je dois les ignorer et agir comme si tout était pareil...
La peur de lui parce qu'un verre de trop
surtout se fondre invisible sans  mots
elle en vit par la force à coté de la vie
prisonnière isolée sans porte de sortie
cécité de son sang et de ses amitiés
ne pas parler se taire rien ne doit transpirer
se voiler d' un rideau de tissus de mensonge
triste jeu de cache cache qui consume et qui  ronge
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
mentir au soleil quand la lune voit tout
les nuits sont cruelles écrasées de tabous 
la honte qui maquille la vérité trop laide
qui étouffe les cris de ces appels à l'aide
accoudés au silence les sévices bien tranquilles
se prennent du bon temps ils jouent à domicile
au coupable les mains pleines de frappes de raisons
à la victime le doute de fuir sa déraison
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
le sourire de façade sous des tonnes de semblants
donner le change à celles comblées par leurs amants
vider ses yeux de tout ce qui pourrait trahir
ces miroirs la qui font qu'elle ne pourrait mentir
les bleus des sentiments qui lui cognent à la peau
violence d'un élément qui laisse sur le carreau
un corps vandalisé mort pour la fratrie
tombé au champ d'horreur abattu par celui
Qui disait qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
des baisers dans la gueule
caresses à poings fermés
d'un amour qui dégueule
de passions débordées
La tendresse des coups
Je ne peux les laisser atteindre ce rivage à nouveau où les vagues d'une mer intérieure continue se brisent en silence...

I can hear the cries of another woman struggling, a woman who this time is not me. I mustn't let anything show, I mustn't let my tears flow and make their way to my sealed lips. And even if the bruises under my skin awaken, I must ignore them and act as if everything were the same...
Fear of him because one glass too many
above all melting away invisible without words
she lives by force beside life
prisoner isolated with no way out
blindness of her blood and her friendships
don't talk shut up nothing must transpire
veil itself with a curtain of cloth of lies
sad game of hide and seek that consumes and gnaws away
And he says he adores her...always a little harder... until death
lie to the sun when the moon sees all
nights are cruel crushed by taboos 
shame that disguises the truth too ugly
that muffles the cries for help
crouched in silence quiet abuse
have a good time they play at home
to the guilty hands full of strikes of reasons
to the victim the doubt to flee his folly
And he says he loves her... always a little harder... until death
the facade of a smile under tons of pretence
giving the lie to those fulfilled by their lovers
emptying her eyes of anything that might betray
those mirrors that make it impossible for her to lie
the bruises of feelings pounding against her skin
violence of an element that leaves
a vandalized body dead for the siblings
fallen in the field of horror shot by the one
who said he adores her...always a little harder... until death
kisses in the face
caresses with closed fists
of a love that spews out
of overflowing passions
The tenderness of blows
I can't let them reach that shore again where the waves of a continuous inner sea break in silence...

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER  Juillet 2025

La tendresse des coups ( DelhyA - Régis GAUBERT & JIM ) TRANSLATED

A soft indie-folk ballad offering comfort through silent companionship. It honors moments of loneliness by embracing quiet presence and gentle connection without words.

Quiet Company

In manger low where stars did gleam

Songster version was a little ‘copla’ about not being able to be with, nor without, a loved person.  As usual, I’ve ‘upgraded’ it, process from which you only get the final result, normally. 

But, following lyrics’ contradictions, I not only serve parts with different levels of (dis)order in heavy rock - flamenco sauce, but raw vs very cooked parts as well, starting with the improvised phone recording of the very first idea I had to develop the song, so please excuse my failures and noises.

Letra  /  Translated lyrics:

Te veo venir (No te vuelvas a ir)  /  I know where you're coming from (Don’t you leave again)

Te veo venir,                                                 /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes con esa carita de pena,        /  when you come with that sweet sad face,
te veo venir,                                                  /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes llorando sin que te duela,     /  when you come crying without any pain,

te veo venir (x3)                                            /  I know where you're coming from, (x3)

Te veo venir,                                                 /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando dices que quieres hablar conmigo,  /  when you say that you want to talk to me,
te veo venir,                                                  /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando quieres estar al lado mío,                /  when you want to be by my side,

te veo venir (x3)                                           /  I know where you're coming from, (x3)

Te veo venir,                                                 /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes con esa carita de pilla,          /  when you come with that sweet sly face,
te veo venir,                                                  /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes con esa sonrisa, chiquilla,    /  when you come with that smile, little girl,

te veo venir (x3)                                            /  I know where you're coming from, (x3)

ER33FI03 RUIZZO©1996 – FRANCÉS RECORDS®2016


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Te veo venir (No te vuelvas a ir)

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Thank you for listening and for your comments.
Music is Magic:)
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Biografi
Oddrun Eikli is the singer in Loops and Bridges. A project headed by Oddrun Eikli and Arne Hiorth. Oddrun Eikli sings, composes the melodies and writes the lyrics , Arne Hiorth does the arranging trumpet work and studio engineering.
Loops and Bridges released their debut album in jan 2010 (mtgmusic)
http://www.mtgmusic.no/artist/73/Arne-Hiorth-og-Oddrun-Eikli
Doors And Windows released september 2014.



New cd out mai 2013:
SPIRALI
massimo berizzi: trumpet & electronics 
oddrun eikli: vocals & lyrics
alessandro monti: bass

 CD RELEASES AUTUMN 2012:
"ENDRING" WITH Raphaelgtr and
 THE INTERNATIONAL  JAZZ CD  "FLOW"

"FLOW":
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DtaKeETfQ4g
The musicians on the "FLOW" album are:
Cheryl Pyle (New York City) - flute, Oddrun Eikli (Oslo) - vocals, Arne Hiorth (Oslo) - trumpet, Stanislav Zaslavsky (Kamensk) - piano), Sean O'Bryan Smith (Nashville) - bass, and Axel Weiss (Obernbreit) on guitars and art.

"ENDRING":
Raphaelgtr & Oddrun Eikli
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ghdVeFgfPIA

ODDRUNS COLLABS. AT SOUNDCLOUD:
you can find my collabs. in these sets:



with Arne Hiorth:
https://soundcloud.com/oddrun-eikli/sets/oddrun-eikli-and-arne-hiorth
with Axel Weiss
http://soundcloud.com/axelweis/sets/oddrun-and-axel/
with Vicente bueso:
https://soundcloud.com/oddrun-eikli/sets/vicente-bueso-and-oddrun-eikli
with Raphael GTR and Massimo Berizzi
https://soundcloud.com/oddrun-eikli/sets/raphael-gtr-and-oddrun-eikli
a set with many of my souncloud-collabs:
http://soundcloud.com/oddrun-eikli/sets/collabs-with-my-sc-friends/

Thank you. :) Thank you to you all !:)

Solace. 1234567890. Oddrun Eikli.

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