Thanks for all your generous comments and support on "You're Never," you all rock!!!

I WAKE UP FOR YOU

Best July 2020 Playlist *SoundCloud Artists Vol 1*

Evocative song to listen to without hurry... most serious job I've done lately, say no more.

Letra / Translated lyrics:

SI TÚ ME FALTARAS  /  IF I MISSED YOU

Abre tu risa mis ojos,  /  Your laugh opens my eyes,
olor a café por la mañana…  /  smell of coffee in the morning…
Para murmurarte un beso  /  So as to whisper you a kiss
me levanto de la cama.  /  I get up from the bed.

Aaaay! Si tú me faltaras  /  Aaaay! If I missed you
aaaay! de tedio moriría.  /  aaaay! I’d die of weariness.

Me despierta muy temprano  /  Wakes me up very early
el olor de tu cuerpo a mi lado.  /  the smell of your body beside me.
Para que se haga de noche pronto  /  So that it gets dark soon
rápidamente me he levantado.  /  I have got up fast.

Siento que mi vida se desliza por el sabor tan suave de tu cuello y de tus besos.  /
I feel my life slips along such a soft flavor of your neck and your kisses.

Puedo ser ligero como el aire y filtrarme con mi fuego en tus sueños y en tus deseos.  /
I can be as light as air and percolate with my fire into your dreams and your desires.

Busco el momento cada día de volver para gozarte, para olerte, para amarte…  /
I look for the moment every day to come back so as to enjoy you, to smell you, to love you … 

para amarte, sí, aaaay! para amarte.  /  to love you, yes, aaaay! to love you.

Juega tu lengua en mi cerebro,  /  Your tonge plays in my brain,
recorren mi espalda tus caricias.  /  your caresses cross my back.
Miro el reloj y suspiro,  /  I look at the clock and sigh,
deseando que acabe el día.  /  wishing the day to finish. 

Aaaay! Si tú me faltaras  /  Aaaay! If I missed you
aaaay! de tedio moriría.  /  aaaay! I’d die of weariness.

ER40FI07

Si tú me faltaras (de tedio moriría)

DeeP. and the Couch King EP collectable stickers and zine available on Bandcamp here:
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com/album/deep-and-the-couch-king

This is the second song that DeeP. and I began together. I really enjoy working on these darker tracks with DeeP. and exploring themes of depression, anxiety, fear, and shame. This song was inspired by a person that I was working with who would call me evil whenever he saw me. Even with me being as positive and non judgmental as possible, I am sure I was seen as another person telling him what to do and making decisions for him based on judgmental criteria. I think these are feelings many of us have had and it can be easy to relate to, though difficult to confront. 

I am grateful that we always have an opportunity to grow, learn, reflect, and evolve as individuals, communities, nations, and as a species. May we all be better to each other. 

Giant thanks to DeeP. for working with me on this track. And huge thanks to Nick for joining me on this first track together. I have long enjoyed and felt inspired by Nick’s creative and experimental guitar work and musicianship. I am super glad to have his vibe on this track!     

DeeP.: Music, Mix, and Mastering
 https://soundcloud.com/detlef-piepke 
♤/ Nick Davies: EBow, Guitar 
https://soundcloud.com/nickrdavies 
Couch King: Lyrics and Vocals 
musiciselation.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:

You’re never gonna make it
You’re dumb and you know it
You’re just a mistake kid
Don’t belong and you show it
Why you even trying
This ain’t meant for you kid
I already know that your lying
We already know that you did it
They know your planning on taking it
And gonna try to deny it
Why even try to fight it 
That’s just the way life is
You’re never gonna change it
You must be deranged if you
Think anything will be different 
If you get outta here shit
You’ll still be the same kid
Just a little punk kid
Look what you done did
When you got mad then you run hid
Don’t ever listen 
To what people are saying kid
Better watch your language 
Always talking trash
Claiming disadvantage 
You and me we clash
Why can’t you manage 
Come off way too brash
I can tell that you’re damaged 
Parents shoulda whooped your ass
Who you think you talking to
Always talking back 
I know all about you ’n
Your side of the track
Don’t question me 
Look at me 
When you hear me speaking 
Think you know everything
Really know nothing
Parent’s got nothing 
Apparent your fronting 
Looking confronting 
That’s why I ain’t trusting 
Homelife disgustin’
Cop frequently busting  
No wonder you like that 
Your really screwed up kid

Disdain disgust despite distrust 
Dismissed deprived derided and cussed
Disparaged, defied, despised when discussed
Detested, depreciated, decried, and hushed

Oh, here comes the demon again
And he’s wearing his crown
Here comes the devil again 
Pretending to be your friend
In an invisible gown

You are so worthless
Won’t amount to anything 
Going through life purposeless 
There’s nothing you bring
Your just an embarrassment 
You show no respect 
Always been a disappointment 
All you touched is wrecked 
Where’s your self-esteem kid
Where’s your sense of pride did
You think can get by with
Living on a free ride shit
Better watch where your going
I can tell you don’t give a damn 
Nor care to understand 
Perspective other than 
The one that your knowing 
Don’t give a shit 
Always so negative
Quick to give up 
Can’t contro ya temper 
About to blow up
I can tell that your stuck 
Ain’t gonna change  
It’s time that you face it
Never act your age
Your impulsive ’n impatient
Look at your rage 
Can’t have a conversation
Should put you in a cage
Before you fuckup again Kid

Disgraced, degraded, deplored, dominated 
Diminish, demeaned, defamed, humiliated 
Discredited, devalued, denounced, subjugated
Denied, debased, detained, incarcerated  

Oh, here comes the devil again
And he’s wearing his crown
Here comes the devil again 
Pretending to be your friend
In an invisible gown

DeeP. and the Couch King

Bandcamp

DeeP., ♤ & the Couch King - You’re Never

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

Yesterday - 👫👫👫 Paploviante

I am a frozen statue, watching seasons come and go, feeling changes, doing nothing, forever...
Last movement of the rock symphony, where I pay tribute to, and play, my mom's spanish guitar.
Main theme (bass E1-A1...E1-A1-E2...), appears all along the album, and also main themes of other 3 movements sound here as refrains (Vienen y van / Hora tras hora) which are thus sung over 4 different musics ;) E-Ruizzo project is finished, what's to come?... below translated lyrics.

SE NOTA (PRIMAVERA EN EL POLO)  /  ONE CAN FEEL IT (SPRING AT THE POLE)

Se nota… después de seis meses  /  One can feel it… after six months
el sol amanece y se nota…  /  the sun dawns and one can feel it …

En el despertar del zorro ártico,  /  In the awakening of the arctic fox,
en el fluir de los glaciares se nota.  /  in the flow of the glaciers one can feel it.
En el nacimiento de icebergs,  /  At the birth of icebergs,
en los acantilados poblados de aves.  /  on the cliffs populated by birds.

Vienen y van, no me hacen caso,  /  They come and go, they don’t listen to me,
soy sitio de paso.  /  I’m a transit point.
Hora tras hora, los meses pasan,  /  Hour after hour, months pass through,
un sitio de paso soy.  /  I’m a transit point.

Se nota… como cada mañana,  /  One can feel it… as every morning,
que la primavera ha llegado al Polo.  /  that spring has come to the Pole.

Se nota…  /  One can feel it…

En la migración del narval,  /  In the migration of narwhal,
en el aliento del viento,  /  in the breath of the wind,
en las nubes que huyen de él, se nota.  /  in the clouds that run away from it, one can feel it.

En el canto de las sirenas,  /  In the singing of mermaids,
en las inflorescencias de hielo,  /  in the inflorescences of ice,
en el paso del noroeste se nota.  /  in the Northwest Passage one can feel it.

Vienen y van, no me hacen caso,  /  They come and go, they don’t listen to me,
soy para todos un sitio de paso,  /  I am a transit point for all of them,
(soy) una estatua de hielo (soy),  /  (I am) an ice statue (I am),
(soy) una estatua de hielo (soy).  /  (I am) an ice statue (I am).

Vienen y van…  /  They come and go…

¡¡¡ La frecuencia diaria del proceso estacional  /  The daily frequency of the seasonal process
me permite hacer estudios estadísticos !!!  /  allows me to do statistical studies !!!
Ja ja ja ja ja ja jaaaa !!!  /  Ha ha ha ha ha ha haaaa !!!

Vienen y van…  /  They come and go…

Hora tras hora, los meses pasan,  /  Hour after hour, months pass through, 
nuevos migrantes, nunca se cansan,  /  new migrants, they never get tired,
(soy) una estatua de hielo (soy).  /  (I am) an ice statue (I am).
(soy) una estatua de hielo (soy).  /  (I am) an ice statue (I am).

Hora tras hora…  /  Hour after hour…

Se nota…  /  One can feel it…

ER37 PA04 RUIZZO ©1996 ®2020

Now all 44 songs I wrote with mom's guitar in my university years have been arranged and posted, 
after 8 years of E-Ruizzo project, which I'm about to finish. I plan to stay here, commenting as 
usual, and post future and still not scheduled songs from another profile. That's all, no alarm!

Maybe you played this version before? https://soundcloud.com/esemanolain-ruizzo/se-nota-piano-version

Se nota (Primavera en el Polo)

This one goes out to all the lost girls and boys - just make some noise!! Driven, dark, my take on the confusion that is going on.  Watch the (apparently Bond-themed) lyric video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=trj6vRFBVFE

Download the full single (incl. a rad remix by the amazing producer @auralnauts-1) here: she-s-excited.bandcamp.com/album/i-am-a-winner

Stream and download the full EP here: 
https://she-s-excited.bandcamp.com/album/my-own-crazy
https://fanlink.to/MyOwnCrazy

Written, performed, produced, mixed and mastered by Anne Wichmann
Original photo cover art by Oliver Guse

From the EP "My Own Crazy" (release 5/29)
Released on Teknofonic Recordings: teknofonic.com/

Go go go
Then: no no no 
Always: me me me 
Oh fuck you, sweetie

Reality or TV show?
Am I the void or in the zone? 
It’s hard to tell
When everybody yells

Better not talk to me 
I got my own crazy 
Better not talk to me 
I got my own crazy 
Better not talk to me

I need to come back down 
Don’t even think I’m high 
All the lost girls and boys 
Just make some noise
To rise, to rise
It’s paradise
I need to come back down 
Don’t even think I’m high
I never lose my poise
A shaking voice
Surprise, surprise
In paradise
I need to come back down 

Come back down
Come back down

Fun fun fun (Fi-Fa-Fo) 
Or: none none none 
Just: me me me
And fuck you, sweetie

Better not talk to me
Reality or TV show?
Better not talk to me
Am I the void or in the zone? 
Better not talk to me
It’s hard to tell
When everybody yells 
I got my own crazy

I need to come back down 
Don’t even think I’m high 
All the lost girls and boys
Just make some noise
To rise, to rise
It’s paradise
I need to come back down 
Down
I need to come back down 
Come back down
I need to come back

I might as well yell like everyone else yells 
Aaaah!

Just make some noise 
To rise, to rise
It’s paradise
I need to come back down 
Don’t even think I’m high
I never lose my poise
A shaking voice
Surprise, surprise
In paradise
I need to come back down

Come Back Down

"A pilgrimage is a journey, often into an unknown or foreign place, where a person goes in search of new or expanded meaning about the self, others, nature, or a higher good, through the experience. It can lead to a personal transformation, after which the pilgrim returns to their daily life."

the artwork is by the American painter Esao Andrews

Pilgrimage

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

I had the honor of working with Xitb for this wonderful collaboration A dreamy sort of lullaby.  
Music by Gina & Xitb
Thank you Russell  a pleasure as always!!
For more outstanding  music, see Russell's page one of many @0thert®ax (Xitb)

Floating  ........Gina + Xitb

Trumpeter, composition all accompanying musical instruments programmed (mixing, mastering) by Val Akey.
Thanks for listening!

Release date: 14 May 2020

Sonar

More from the 90's, might need another mix...

How far Should I go?

I feel a bit low, I feel a bit high
The Eyes are searching my soul
His soul got the know

So do you know, do you know why
Doctor tell me I just need to know
How far Should I go?

The Eyes are raping my soul
His soul got the know

How Far Should I Go (1998)

Karltal

Behind the Fence / Open Collab Paploviante 2020
Instrumental Version of the track Enchanted
BPM 140
The track is downloadable as a mp3 file!
You can complete what you want!
If you publish it, you have to mention me in the description and title!
Thanks !

Behind The Fence - open collaboration Paploviante

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

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

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

How Far Should I Go (1998)

Orbiting Freakshow Orch