Best July 2020 Playlist *SoundCloud Artists Vol 1*

WHEN A BATH IS NOT ENOUGH

MAY 2020

IMPERFECTION IS FUN

Being originally a very short & simple song I wrote about a traumatic event (translated lyrics below), I have been working separately on verses and refrain, then trying new ways to combine and glue them.

So, aware of changing moods along, most with tambourine in hands ;)

Free download to whom decodes the morse message !!!

Letra / Lyrics:

MI ALBORNOZ HA DESAPARECIDO  /  MY BATHROBE HAS DISAPPEARED

¿Quién sabe a dónde ha ido?  /  Who knows where it has gone?
¿Quién estará conmigo  /  Who will be with me
las noches en que tenga frío?  /  the nights when I feel cold?

Mi albornoz ha desaparecido.  /  My bathrobe has disappeared.

Después de lo que hemos vivido,  /  After all that we lived,
¿quién sabe porqué se ha ido?  /  who knows why it has gone away?
Dios sabe cuánto le he querido…  /  God knows how much I have loved it …

Mi albornoz ha desaparecido.  /  My bathrobe has disappeared.

ER32FI02 - RUIZZO©1996 – FRANCÉS RECORDS®2016

Mi Albornoz (Ha desaparecido)

Yesterday  / 2020
Music: Paploviante
Vocals: www.Ghosthack.de

Yesterday - 👫👫👫 Paploviante

I always name my wav files a weird name when I'm mixing and then change it later, however this time I thought I'd keep it just as it is!
If any of you want to join me on Instagram, here's my link
https://www.instagram.com/rosesarebluemusic/
Another song/video/ over here https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1eSzbQ8suNI

Sneaky psycho and all the garden fairies | RosesAreBlue

Bellatrix Jungle

I Don't make overproduced shit. This is My Own Style Self Produced

@psychometal @psychosmoker @followersofpsychometal
======= Lyrics ========
fuck this shit - lie
you are trash - die
feel like i'm - done
i won't save - none 
blood that drips - down
don't make a - sound
take your shit - back
i don't need -  that
this is your - life
use it up - nice
show me your - pain
does it feel - good
we don't have - time
step back in - line
sun does not - shine
darkness is - fine
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i don't care
what ever they say
it wont change my way
it's all to late

i don't care
what ever you say
it wont change my way
it's all to late
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reap what you - sow
deep down be - low
watch as you - go
death will come - slow
take a look - back
i don't like - that
this is so - bad
make you feel - sad
drugs won't kill - you
take them feel - good
it is your - choice
use your loud - voice
bad luck black - cat
take this have - that
now it's so - dark
just like your - heart
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i don't care
what ever they say
it wont change my way
it's all to late

i don't care
what ever you say
it wont change my way
it's all to late
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SOLO
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i don't care
what ever they say
it wont change my way
it's all to late

i don't care
what ever you say
it wont change my way
it's all to late


i don't care
what ever they say
it wont change my way
it's all to late

i don't care
what ever you say
it wont change my way
it's all to late
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P.M.

Stop Me

Whatever you Say

Whatever You Say

Clip at https://youtu.be/7WgYneYwvrM

The end is a beginning

Superheated by the sun
you ventured out on the street.
Got suckered into
another tourist trap,
hell yeah!

I heard you stated taking pills
and went on the road with the gypsies.
I understand life
became a bit too predictable.
hey hey.

The end is a beginning

slide into the C-suite
with your corporate executive connections:
Can you smell the forest
after the rain?
Oh please.

On a day like this,
We cal always imagine
being on a road,
to the Next Unknown.
Who needs Jet Travel
When you got feet?

21st of May 2020

Snow Songs

Bandcamp

The End Is A Beginning

Music/Arrangement/Production/Vocals/Lyrics by Achazia

Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3nLJyIzD7AE&feature=youtu.be

I guess I went to far,
but I was aching.
For the love that we once forged long ago
I didn't want it to change
cause I was taken
by the story we kept close long ago

Its changes in the air.
I feel it in my heart and soul.
We didn't play it fair
We only played that one-man-show.

No one really cares
That we left eachother long ago,
The love might fade away
'Cause we want to do that one-man-show

I guess you went to far,
but you were tired.
Of all the promises that fell apart.
I think you pushed to far.
But you were trying.
To make another "us", but it fell apart.

Maybe it's the end.
I feel it in my heart and soul.
You're still my special friend
Perhaps we need that one-man-show

What will happen now
I guess we find our way somehow
It's time to say goodbye
In our ownmade one-man-show

One-man show

My new song full of synths, piano, koto and pizzicato strings! 😊🎶🌷

Like it was yesterday...

Seems relevant!    

Soap and Water Day                      2020 Janine Levinson

Is it Friday or a Monday?               
Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Sunday?
Are there flowers on the hill?              
Is the sky above me still?
All these questions never answered 
The present and the past are mixing  
Future out my window like a fata morgana
No you can’t go out to play! 
‘Cause It’s a soap and water day

Is it really 2020?        
Should I sleep or should I wake?
Lonely in a land of plenty            
Looking for a hand to shake

All this longing never answered 
Present and the past are melting
Looking out my window at mountain of molehills

No I can’t go out to play! 
‘Cause It’s a soap and water day

Disinfect me              
Strip me of my mortal sin
All this trouble to make me whole and clean again

Is it Friday or a Monday? 
Missing you with all my soul
Plant a flower for me someday
And let me know you’re okay

No I can’t go out to play! 
‘Cause It’s a soap and water day

Soap And Water Day

Listen to St. Clement while watching Lance Mountain skateboard in the 1984 skateboarding film, The Bones Brigade Video Show here: https://www.facebook.com/couchkingpresents/videos/715433375670753/

I had been really wanting to make new music with Calebass. I have been making a lot of songs that lean more heavily toward hip hop the last couple years and felt like heading back toward the direction of my earlier years on SoundCloud. Luckily Calebass was willing and ready and the music flowed easily and steadily. Jon did an amazing job adding an element of jazz with his bass and Janine really awakened the psychedelic spirit and Age of Aquarius with her vocals. It was extra bonus to have both Sinfields participate in this song making this a real SC family affair. Lyrically, I was inspired by the children’s book, Ox-Cart Man, which I love, and all the felt mouse toys I recently made for my cat at my daughter’s request. 

Thanks for all your years of listening everyone!

This is dedicated to the joys of making things at home.

Calebass: Guitars and Song Image / Art
https://soundcloud.com/calebass
Jon Lock: Bass
https://soundcloud.com/jon-lock-5
Janine Levinson: Vocals
https://soundcloud.com/janinelevinson 
Alex Collett Sinfield: Saxaphone
https://soundcloud.com/alex_collett_sinfield 
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, and Production
musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Mix and Master
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
The Chaos Cookhouse: Studio
https://chaoscookhouse.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:

Felt
Of natural fibers  
Pelt 
Nature’s the provider  

Sheep and goats and muskoxen
Wool and cashmere qiviut 
Nothing that’s a toxin only
Simply as god giveth
Dyes of plants and insects 
Cochineal that’s rich and intense
I light up the incense 
As you gather up our projects
Single felting needle
Scissors from the cupboard
We are crafting peoples
Churning our own butters

Lalalalalalala
Lalalala
Lalalalalalala
Lalalala

Saint Clement fleeing from his city
Felted wool upon his blistered piggies

Accidentally felted 
From moisture and friction 
It took the shape of
Socks 
Accidentally felted 
From the moisture and friction 
It took the shape of
Socks

I dry skins in my oven 
Till the thin fur turns 
Orange summon 
Urnamman as smoke drifts to heaven
Waking up the legends battling 
Over bragging rights to the origins 
The color of carrot  
Felt hoods dyed and blocked 
To make hats 
I inhale the vapors  
And see the stories come to life 
As a small white cat adhered to a board 
Acts out the dreams of a young child bored 
In a mad scene 
Of scientists looking for a vaccine 
To score points for the lord of carotene 
Off with his head

Calebass, Jon Lock, Janine Levinson, Alex and Russell Sinfield & the Couch King - St. Clement

This is a track on the subject of disturbing uncertainty, but with hope for the best in the future. Music Composed/Produced by Guitarbeard © 2020

Buy https://guitarbeard.bandcamp.com/track/nebula

Dialectica

Nebula

Tree by RosesAreBlue. All right reserved. Copyright 2020

If you happened to miss my mini home concert on youtube here's the link x
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mZ7T1lg2ikc

Tree | RosesAreBlue

I’ve Seen That Face Before feat. Vocalatti
I am very happy to present my first collaboration with Vocalatti.
Vocal Vocalatti
https://soundcloud.com/vocalatti
A huge thanks to Paploviante for remastering
https://soundcloud.com/paul-racle
Music and Production Lillithe
Lyrics:
Strange, I've seen that face before
Seen him hanging 'round my door
Like a hawk stealing for the prey
Like the night waiting for the day
Strange, he shadows me back home
Footsteps echo on the stones
Rainy nights, on Haussmann Boulevard
Parisian music drifting from the bars
Tu cherches quoi, rencontrer la mort?
Tu te prends pour qui?
Toi aussi tu détestes la vie
Dance in bars and restaurants
Home with anyone who wants
Strange he's standing there alone
Staring eyes chill me to the bone
Dans sa chambre, Joel et sa valise
Un regard sur ses fringues
Sur les murs, des photos
Sans regret, sans mélo
La porte est claquée, Joel est barré

I've Seen That Face Before feat. Vocalatti

Insects written, produced and recorded by RosesAreBlue
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All rights reserved June 2020
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Please rescue an insect today
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I see you strutting
Standing on my head
Going round and round
I see you coming

La la la la la
La la la la la ....

If only they could see
All the things you do
With all of my heart
I promise you
I will rescue you

I see you strutting
Standing on my leg
Going up and down
Over walls and up the trees
I see you running

If only they could see
All the things you do
With all of my heart
I promise you
I'll rescue you

If only they could see
All the things you do
With all of my heart
I promise you
I'll rescue you

La la la la la ....

Insects | RosesAreBlue

DOCTOR ROBERT’S APPLE
(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocals
Hans Albers: All instruments, Arrangement, Production & Final Mix

I’ve been a Beatles’ fan since my 2 brothers started buying their records in the early 60’s, not only because their sound completely revolutionized my attitude to music but also because of their take on life.  They were so completely unafraid to say what they thought, a stance that not only resonated with me but with the youth of the entire world.  Theirs was a cultural force that changed everything, a thread indelibly stitched into the fabric of the way we live now.  For that, I think we owe them so much.  Best band there ever was, is and always will be. 
Again, I owe a huge debt of thanks to Hans for making this song everything I wanted it to be.  His talent never ceases to amaze me, something I always say but which is nonetheless so true. 

Wanted to let you all know that the Cripple Club album is finally ready for release.  There is a free download available on BandCamp which, considering it comprises 31 tracks, we’ve split into 2 volumes.  Just click on these links and enter 0.00 in the payment box. 
Volume One: https://crippleclub.bandcamp.com/album/another-zero-volume-one-2 
Volume Two:  https://crippleclub.bandcamp.com/album/another-zero-volume-two-2
If you’re interested, there is also a double disc, vinyl version (18 tracks, which is all we had room for), which we were lucky enough to have mastered at Abbey Road Studios – and it does sound rather good if we do say so ourselves.  There’s also a CD version, containing the full complement of tracks, which comes packaged with a 24 page booklet.  If anyone is interested in obtaining either of these, just message us and we’ll let you know how much it will cost to send it to you, wherever in the world you happen to be.
Deep apologies are due to those we’ve already promised a copy to.  The lockdown has made getting to the Post Office very tricky but, rest assured, we plan on getting these to you very, very soon.  Thank you so much for your patience.
And thanks to all for your continuing support.  We never take it for granted.
(Terry Reeves) 
Lyrics:
Brian and George bringing life to a quartet 
A liberation of art with a social pop 
Hard day’s night but love me do as always
Starting at the start not letting yesterday drop

Chorus:
They had a spell on me
Nothing else would be the same
They had a spell on me
More than music kept me riding the train

Moore, Chapman, Newby, Sutcliffe and Best     
Couldn’t come together to keep hanging on
But who would imagine this revolution of four
Would get a ticket to ride and give freedom to John

Chorus

The day tripper moved from Liverpool to Abbey Road 
Up the long and winding road from the cavernous Casbah
I don’t want to spoil the party but it’s hard to believe
 I got to drive your car through green, red and amber

Chorus

Combining music with life and a twist and shout
Showed so many good times with a freedom of thought 
A green apple a day persuading Doctor Robert to stay
Here comes the sun preventing a narcotic drought 

They put a spell on me
Nothing else would be the same
They put a spell on me
More than music kept me riding the train

Terry Reeves: Vocals
Hans Albers: All instruments, Arrangement, Production & Final Mix

DOCTOR ROBERT'S APPLE by CRIPPLE CLUB with HANS ALBERS

Five steps (each one with two parts) progressing along 3 minutes thru different styles: rock, psycho, pop, hard..., and finally back to the psychopoppy ones.

Letra / Lyrics:

No siempre he estado aquí (soy imperfecto) / I have not always been here (I am imperfect)

Cuando tengo frío, o tengo calor, / When I feel cold, or I feel hot,
cuando tropiezo, me quemo, o siento dolor… / when I stumble, I burn myself, or feel pain …

y  empiezo a pensar que no siempre he estado aquí, / and I start to think that I have not always been here,
y que todo en este mundo es ajeno a mí. / and that everything in this world is alien to me.

Pienso que este cuerpo / I think that this body
que me sirve para moverme / I use to move myself
no es todo lo perfecto que debiera. / is not as perfect as it had to.

Me siento extraño / I feel strange
donde tendría que estar a gusto, / where I should to be comfortable,
y me reconforto / and I feel better
cuando me relaciono bien con el mundo. / when I relate well to the world.

Empiezo a pensar en el tránsito; / I start to think about the passage;
que no siempre he estado ni estaré aquí; / that I have not always been nor will be here;
que mi vida es un entretenimiento / about my life being an entertainment
en el viaje a otro sitio. / along the trip to another place.

Y descubro lo profundo / And I discover the deepness
entre tanta superficialidad, / among so much superficialness,
si la meta de todo lo que hago / if the goal of everything I do
es comer y respirar, / is to eat and breathe,
¿qué clase de razón tengo en la cabeza? / what kind of reason do I have in my head?
¿qué soy yo dentro de este juego? / what am I within this game?

 descubro lo profundo / And I discover the deepness
entre tanta superficialidad, / among so much superficialness,
y me pongo a pensar, / and I start thinking,
y empiezo a pensar… / and I start to think …

y  empiezo a pensar que no siempre he estado aquí, / and I start to think that I have not always been here,
y que todo en este mundo es ajeno a mí. / and that everything in this world is alien to me.

Pienso que este cuerpo / I think that this body
que me sirve para moverme / I use to move myself
no es todo lo perfecto que debiera. / is not as perfect as it had to.

©1995 E-RUIZZO – ®2013 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;)

Image: "Rocky sprout", photo by Ruizzoidman

No siempre he estado aquí (Soy imperfecto)

Alpine / Paploviante 2021 open collab
Music: Paploviante
Picture Paploviante with Swift Publisher
BPM 125
Free Download

Alpine - Paploviante / Open Collab

Dormidos

Asediados,  cansados, filtrados, perdidos en un mundo diferente.
conquistados, dormidos, forzados, cercados por un monstruo irreverente.

Como un estigma que te marca la piel.
con una furia que revienta la hiel.
Estamos perdidos en la ruta.

Como una saga que te cuesta creer.
como un designio de tu verso mas cruel.  
Estamos dormidos en el mar.  

Enclaustrados, sentidos, fundidos, quemados en un páramo candente.
Condenados, curtidos, ceñidos, callados con bozales, brutalmente.

Como un reflejo de tu miedo mas fiel.   
Como una plaga que se empeña en crecer.
Estamos perdidos en la ruta.

Como un pasado que se niega a volver
Una poesia que te cuesta leer
Estamos, dormidos en el mar.

Asombrados, temidos, cambiados, sumidos en un sueño permanente.
Aburridos,  cooptados, sacados, centrados en un dialogo demente.

Como un estigma que te marca la piel.
con una furia que revienta la hiel.
Estamos perdidos en la ruta.

Como una saga que te cuesta creer.
como un designio de tu verso mas cruel.  
Estamos dormidos en el mar. 

Letra y música : Pichy Sotomayor

Dormidos

Composé, réalisé par Jacques Lemaire alias idematoa, janvier/février 2021 via Studio One, 120 bpm
En version YouTube : youtu.be/GH7IGCJuSbI

Merci infiniment à toi Franck pour ta merveilleuse création, une flûte enchantée en quelque sorte !
Ma première collaboration sur Soundcloud ! 

Franck Douvin : https://soundcloud.com/franckdouvin
> Flûte Prima Sankyo en argent, embouchure « FAULISI / PARIS » avec noyau en or 9K et bouchon réglable Logicork du luthier E.FERRON

> 01 - Spitfire Audio - Contemporary Drama Toolkit - Vocals + Combi Textural - Fireflies
> 02 - Spitfire Audio - Contemporary Drama Toolkit - Combi Textural - Frozen Textures
> 03 - Spitfire Audio - Ólafur Arnalds Composer toolkit - Felt Grand Piano
> 04 - Spitfire Audio - Ólafur Arnalds Composer toolkit - Evo Ambience + Reversed Pad 
> 05 - Arturia - Modular V3 - Bass Sequence

Broken Heart [Franck Douvin & Jacques Lemaire]

Comments & ideas for collaborations appreciated. 
Instruments: violin, mandoline, acoustic, bass and electric guitars, harmonica, tin whistle, darbuka, sansula, roland synthesizers. 
Recording with Cubase Elements 11 

Recommending these inspiring musicians: 

https://soundcloud.com/the-plugs ;  https://soundcloud.com/pleudoniem ;  https://soundcloud.com/markjbennett ; 
https://soundcloud.com/dan-lockhart ; 
https://soundcloud.com/julsy ; 
https://soundcloud.com/houckjt ; 
https://soundcloud.com/tante-meli .

The End Is A Beginning

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