Name: "THE CALL" DRINK PURPLE by PAUL PELTZER
Duration: 6 min 38 s
Description: Avant garde metal

This is a LIVE to listen to track. Love to see this live

Great track…..🌍☮︎👍🐞🍀2024

When https://soundcloud.com/ipg1, historical SC member, offered this open collab from one of his pages: https://soundcloud.com/level-one-up1/unused-multiples-140-bpm-open-for-collab, I was immediately inspired by the modern sound where I felt some rock wanting to get out!
IPG1: Try the link above to find his great prog-nu-hop-trap-track!
RUIZZOIDMAN: guitars, bass, added drums, lyrics from an old poem, vocals, choir.

Letra  /  Translated lyrics

TU AUSENCIA  /  YOUR ABSENCE

(Tu ausencia, tu ausencia…)  /  (Your absence, your absence...)

Hoy que la noche es oscura,  /  Today that the night is dark,
(y estridente)  /  (and strident)
hoy que la noche es brumosa,  /  today that the night is foggy,
hoy que la luna se oculta,  /  today that the moon is hidden,
(largamente)  /  (for long)
la soledad es odiosa.  /  loneliness is hateful.

Hoy que he roto la sonrisa,  /  Today that I broke my smile,
(del pasado)  /  (from the past)
hoy me grita la conciencia  /  today my conscience screams
para acrecentar la prisa,  /  to increase the hurry,
(demasiado)  /  (too much)
careciendo tu presencia.  /  lacking your presence.

El frío de esta noche que ya no es clara,  /  The cold of this night that is no longer clear,
¡el frío de esta noche me llueve tanto!  /  the cold of this night rains on me so much!
y estas gotas que ruedan por mi cara,  /  and these drops that roll down my face,
¿son gotas de lluvia, o son de llanto?  /  are they raindrops, or because of crying?
(¿Son gotas…)  /  (Are they drops...)

Un pasivo gris inunda mi mente,  /  A passive grayness floods my mind,
un gris silencioso que empaña el cielo,  /  a silent grey that steams the sky,
y estos tonos muertos que nadie vierte,  /  and these dead tones that no one pours,
¿son de la tormenta, o por mi duelo?  /  are they from the storm, or from my mourning?
(¿Son de la…)  /  (Are they from the...)

La gélida oscuridad que me viene  /  The cold darkness that comes to me
es la nube fatal de mi existencia,  /  is the fatal cloud of my existence,
pero el frío afilado que me hiere  /  but the sharp cold that hurts me
¿es frío por la noche, o por tu ausencia?  /  is it cold of night, or because of your absence?
(¿Es frío…)   /  (Is it cold...)

Tu Ausencia (with IPG1)

"THE CALL" DRINK PURPLE

HAGE PARADISE

A cool collaboration a few years back with the gracious & gifted Vocalatti and Jorge Stohwasser
Lyrics by Janice Slater and Vocalatti
Sax solo and final master by Jorg Stohwasser
Vocals Video and music by Vocalatti
(c) ASCAP APRA AMCOShttps://open.spotify.com/track/0DgpnlmyChnVXUmSwGlLK0?si=d9603936597d4244

Living In the Sun by Vocalatti (ft arterial flow)

THE SEA WAS WATCHING US

“How Deep Is The Sky?” (Paploviante Open Collab) – Download for Free
Written by Chris Barnett for Questionable Enterprises LLC. © 2023
Music by Paploviante 
Vocals by Wild Christopher
If you want the dry vocals, send me a DM

Paul’s Open Collab Offer (Sweet Dark Sky)
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/sweet-dark-sky
If you publish it, you have to mention Paploviante in the description and title!

A love in the heat of summer
But remember seasons change
In the cold of the winter
Feelings often fade away

She left me in the moonlight
She left me with the rain
Something meant to be forever
Will never be again

How long is the dark night
How deep is the sky
Does her voice still carry 
An eternal goodbye

How deep is the sky
How deep is the sky
Memories of sailing
But clipped wings never fly… fly

When I awoke it was from a dream
A heavenly body floating over me
But the nightmare is in the waking
To a ghost that still speaks
Even though she never returns
There’s a fire that still burns

She left me in the moonlight
She left me with the rain
Something meant to be forever
Will never be again

How long is the dark night
How deep is the sky
Does her voice still carry 
An eternal goodbye

How deep is the sky
How deep is the sky
My memories of sailing
Clipped wings never fly…

How deep is the sky
How deep is the sky
Does her voice still carry 
An eternal goodbye… goodbye

How Deep Is The Sky

How Deep Is The Sky? (Paploviante Open Collab Free Download)

The Valuable Friends:

@janinelevinson - Incredible Vocals and Voice Effects
@rick-4-1 - Beautiful Drums
@phil-mcwalter - The Other Stuff

WAITING FOR THE RAIN

And the vines abide
And lean on old familiar ways
From Hadrian to the Satellite Empire
You can feel it in your soul
Standing on Dryhill
You can feel it in your soul
Standing on Dryhill

The hidden lines and lives
Walk their natural time above the plain
From hill fort to the bunkers underground 
The hill can quicken up your pulse
Standing on Dryhill
You can taste it on your breath
Standing on Dryhill
Looking from Dryhill
Waiting for the rain 
Waiting for the rain

Aeons old and yesterday
In a scintillation (Standing on Dryhill)
A breathless moment under 
The curious twinkling stars (Standing on Dryhill)
The water moves beneath us
It moves below the ice

(below, be-low)

A long-gone, summer swift scream
The hill is not dry
The vines do not wither
Rippling the waters of our many lives
The heart of the hill 
Beats on
Pushing the sleeping rabbit to awake and run (run, run, run)
Seize the seasons
Hang the reasons
In a thousand years the hill will not remember us or its many names…
Our heads boiled, eaten down to the white bone

And the vines abide
And lean on old familiar ways
From Hadrian to the Satellite Empire
You can feel it in your soul
You can feel it in your soul
Standing on Dryhill
Standing on Dryhill
Waiting for the rain
Standing on Dryhill
Looking from Dryhill
Looking from Dryhill
Waiting for the rain
Waiting for the rain

Standing on Dryhill…

Phil McWalter Jan 2023
Recorded at Dryhill, Upper Rissington, Coventry and California
Art: My own manipulated image from the top of the hill...

Waiting For The Rain

Spotify

tenebrous

It's May, the warm season has begun! How about having breakfast with someone you really like or are in love with? That's what the song is about. We tried to capture the atmosphere of the morning.
“Weekend! Saturday morning! The night makes way for the early day and in the early sun rays of light you bring the covered breakfast tray. The smell of fresh coffee fills the room in this sunny month of May…”

Breakfast with You

Light Breeze

The image shows a slightly altered photo detail from: Tree Stump, Meanwood Churchyard, a photography by Tim Green from Bradford (Wikimedia commons)

________________________________________________________________________________

"They all go stupid in a race."
(Gustave Flaubert, 1821-1880)

The following text passage is mainly a translation from a blog by the author Goetz Eisenberg (*1951) called:
https://durchhalteprosa.de/ 
(which can best be translated as „Perseverance Prose“)

In the translation I have tried to stay as close as possible to the original text, however, due to phrasing, composition (etc…), I have used slight changes and additions.
________________________________________________________________________________

Desensitization

Apocalyptic images 
Every evening on the news 
Heat, fires and disease
Floods, earthquakes, famines, 
War and destruction…
We are given such a daily dose 
Of horror news 
That we loose 
The capacity for outrage and revolt. 
We become numb 
And also threaten to loose 
The abilities we need 
To have empathy. 

(ref1)
Then, as now,  	(2)
We should cry out 
And rise up collectively, 
But the mass of images 
And the flood of news 
Make us fall silent
And paralyse the hooves

All go crazy in a race …

The more drastic the images 
We are presented with, 
The faster we forget 
What we have seen. 
The abundance and above all 
The concreteness of the images
Is the best means 
Of making us immune
To others misfortune. 
This is a facet of the "dialectic of enlightenment" 
That is far too little considered:
The more clearly 
Barbarism can be seen, 
The faster 
We forget it. 
News had a greater impact on us 
When we only heard or read it. 
The images of it arose 
In our minds 
And then occupied us more than one time

All go crazy in a race …

(ref2)
Then, as now,  	(2)
We should cry out 
And rise up collectively, 
But the mass of images 
And the flood of news 
Simply fob us off
With the surface

All go crazy in a race 
They all go stupid in a race	(2)
and we float along with it…

Desensitization

All music on this site is Avant garde metal with subgenre . All music on this site was written , performed , and executed by Paul Peltzer.  Feel free to record this album from your sound processor on your PC or macintosh for use public or private respectively. There is also some music for sale. Some electronic with jazz fusion drumming . All artist proceeds go to The Salvation Army. Do something good and get some music also . The link is below. Concerning Paul's Facebook page ... You might have to go back to this page and click more than once to get to his Facebook page.

"THE CALL" DRINK PURPLE

PAUL PELTZER

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