Name: Doctor Doctor Doctor (1998) by Orbiting Freakshow Orch
Duration: 5 min 51 s
Description: The Finale of my 'Eyes' Album. I had three versions of the song, which I crashed together to create this....

Doctor,doctor,doctor got the cure for banality in music. Sound work Orbz.

excellent psychedelic escape for me, thank you

rocks great, cool underground vibes, love the guitars !!

Steve asked me if I would like to make some additions to his song and this is the result! It's got a nice laid back groove, and the extract from St Pauls letter to the Corinthians is a philosophy that we should all live by : )

Steve https://soundcloud.com/steve-whitfield-of-austin - wrote the song, sings and plays guitar
Garddwr Porffor - Bass, piano, drum track, mix and master

Base photo for cover art by Christian Petzola on Unsplash

Wandering Corinthians - Steve Whitfield song with additions by Garddwr Porffor

Song created by The Boilerman, ft. Special Cecilia
Eric created & plays: all lead and rythm guitar
Eric created & mix's: all drums, bass, ambient, atmo, synth instruments
Cecilia created & sings: all lyrics and vocals
Thank you For listening!

Please visit my friend Cecilia @soundcloud.com/specialececilia & soundcloud.com/specialvocals

I Don't Know Why

I Don't Know Why! - by The Boilerman, ft. Special Cecilia

It`s song about an old horse.
I played with my bass guitar and virtual brass and percussion instruments performed  with midi keyboard and produced with some effects. 

Music&Lyrics&Vocal&Production – Mario Lončarić

Music videos;
https://vimeo.com/user162025731
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D1Kryi8wqN0

OLD HORSE

When I m sad and lonely
I like to hear this trumpet song
It cheers me up
It makes me strong
I take a  ride
On fictional horse
I  move my legs
In a funny way   
And If I raise my hands
 I could fly away 

I could fly away
On my invisible horse

C´mon
Let´s go
Let´s go for a ride
On my invisible horse

OK, that will be enough for today
`cause I`m old horse
And my knee is hurting me

OLD HORSE

Chaque Fois Que J'entends Ta Voix

Dolcevita di Flavio Pozzaglio

Dolce Vita mi sfiori
Tra le note di pioggia che risuonano in questo giorno
mi travolgono ed e come la neve che sciogliendosi non lascia più impronte

I tuoi verdi occhi stanchi, piano piano si chiudono alla notte che nasce
Un altro giorno e mi spengo con la voglia di nuovi colori
Vive dentro me il profumo di te, mi ritorni leggera in una bianca nuvola

Quante volte sai vorrei dirti che sei una sola e speciale 
Quante volte sai vorrei dirti che come non ce n’è

Lo so il tempo poi muta le cose e la vita si vive vivendo e si vive cambiando
La notte e la storia infinita ci si trova lontano dagli occhi lontano

In questo splendido viaggio nel mondo, raccogliendo le ceneri dei giorni che passano

Vive dentro me il profumo di te, mi ritorni leggera in una bianca nuvola

Quante volte sai vorrei dirti che sei una sola e speciale 
Quante volte sai vorrei dirti che come non ce n’è …come non ce n’è
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Dolce vita by Flavio Pozzaglio 21/05/2021

Dolce Vita touches me
Among the notes of rain that resound on this day
they overwhelm me and it is like the melting snow that leaves no footprints

Your tired green eyes slowly close to the dawning night
Another day and I go out with the desire for new colors
The scent of you lives inside me, you return lightly to me in a white cloud

How many times do you know I would like to tell you that you are unique and special
How many times do you know I would like to tell you how there is none

I know time then changes things and life is lived by living and living by changing
The night and the never-ending story lies there out of sight far away

In this splendid journey into the world, collecting the ashes of the passing days

The scent of you lives inside me, you return lightly to me in a white cloud

How many times do you know I would like to tell you that you are unique and special
How many times do you know I would like to tell you that there is none ... as there is none

Dolce vita di Flavio Pozzaglio Composer Autore mix mastering conduttore Musica Italiana cantautore musicista bresciano

Flavio Pozzaglio

Dolcevita

And I should be feeling something
But there's nothing at all
Oh be still, my heart is pumping
And I'm starting to drawl
Oh please me
Looks like I've been in a brawl
I'm going out in a blaze of gory

CHORUS
And your eyes
They're like something from the movies
And your smile
So I smiled back and kept on moving

And I couldn't choose the weapon
I couldn't think of a time
These big shoes are too big to step on
I'm too small for this crime
Oh please me
This end is no damn fault of mine
I'm going out in a blaze of gory

CHORUS

I've been told something that is nasty
And it stuck in my throat
Now you've started to look so crusty
Or is it something I smoked?
Oh please me
These are the last damn words I wrote
I'm going out in a blaze of gory

CHORUS

Going Out In A Blaze Of Gory

The Finale of my 'Eyes' Album. I had three versions of the song, which I crashed together to create this....

The Eyes

Doctor Doctor Doctor (1998)

Funny Kind of Sad

YOUTUBE CHANNEL: www.youtube.com/user/WrittenForGuitar
BANDCAMP: https://georgewanat.bandcamp.com/

WANATG@GMAIL.COM

Steadfast (Free Download)

This is my first attempt of frog voice vocal. Kinda fun. Not again. Singing becomes too easy. Not my style.

This song is about a cat who was born as a dog, then became a cat.
Written and performed by Kyo
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And I get up
Get up dancing
I will express myself
I’ve got my own right to speech 

And I get up 
Get up singing 
I got cat food on the book shelf
No more catching frisbee on the beach 

I was born ferocious dog
As I grew up I felt something went wrong
I hated to groan, I hesitated to berk
So I decided to be a lovely cat

And I get up
Get up dancing
I will express myself
I’ve got my own right to speech 

And I get up 
Get up singing 
I got cat food on the book shelf
No more catching frisbee on the beach

But I was treated very bad
I was chained 
Balls and chains 
I am a cat, a lovely cat

I have right to run free
All right, All right
Don’t call me puppy 
If you keep rubbing my back like a dog
I'm gonna bite your hand!

And I Get Up (Trans Species)

Extract from the Album "Mutations" for The Four Seasons, Concerto No. 4 in F minor, Op. 8, RV 297, L'inverno - Winter - III. Allegro

Neoclassical Version (Electro + Instruments + Percussions)

Here is a 3th excerpt from the 4 seasons of Vivaldi that I renamed "Mutations" because the music is in perpetual evolution. 
I also gave a name (in French - An artistic code that you will find easily) with each movement, it is a personal feeling only. I spent a lot of time in these almost 3 minutes, looking for the power of summer that ends. I hope I have not betrayed that unbelievable great Master whom I admire so much.

Mutations - The Four Seasons

Concerto No. 4 in F minor, Op. 8, RV 297, L'inverno - III. Allegro

Mutations - Four Seasons, Concerto No. 4, Op. 8, RV 297, L'inverno - III. Allegro

Purveyors of English Rock, Pop, Psychedelia and Various Other styles since the early 1990's...

Doctor Doctor Doctor (1998)

Orbiting Freakshow Orch

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