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My Old School

Der CEO weiß, kann, macht und will alles. Er nimmt sich was er will und am meisten mag er Geld. Menschen sind Kapital bzw. Material. Eine ernst zu nehmende Satire, oder mehr?

Ich bin CEO

STH- Fade Away

Para ver el video  https://youtu.be/muLPOSglWJE

Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/fiesta-instrumental

Para escuchar la versión original https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/fiesta-ver-texto

FIESTA

El sol aparece radiante
y se posa sobre los campos
de mi pueblo cual suave manto
engalanado de brillantes
que el rocío de la mañana
extendió con sus grandes alas.

Fiesta ¡en mi pueblo es fiesta!
me lo grita la tierra 
que nadie la trabaja
lo agradece la tienda
¡qué paz hoy sin rebajas!
Fiesta ¡en mi pueblo es fiesta!

Sonó la campana en la torre
y muy pronto será la misa
en la puerta esperan sin prisa
luciendo traje los mayores
y los niños recién peinados
¡sus zapatos qué bien lustrados!

Fiesta ¡en mi pueblo es fiesta!
me lo dice la escuela
su paz y su desierto
y el candor de la abuela
para dar “pre” a sus nietos.
Fiesta ¡en mi pueblo es fiesta!

Después del vermú la comida
en familia y con sobremesa
no muy larga pues interesa
preparar pronto la partida
e intentar que el café y el puro
no le cueste al bolsillo un duro

Fiesta ¡en mi pueblo es fiesta!
a la sombra, a la fresca
ancianos y mujeres
juegan armando gresca
al tute o al julepe.
Fiesta ¡en mi pueblo es fiesta!

La luz de la tarde se apaga
poco a poco en el horizonte
a los lejos, allá en el monte,
aún se escucha la descarga
del feliz cazador que piensa
en meter al morral más piezas.

Fiesta ¡en mi pueblo es fiesta!
las parejas pasean 
cogidas de la mano
y en los bares comienzan
las jotas tras los vasos.
Fiesta ¡en mi pueblo es fiesta!

PARTY

The sun appears radiant
and settles on the fields
of my people like a soft mantle
decked out in diamonds
that the morning dew
spread with its great wings.

Party, in my town it's a party!
the earth shouts to me
that nobody works it
the store appreciates it
what peace today without sales!
Party, in my town it's a party!

The bell rang in the tower
and very soon there will be mass
at the door they wait without haste
wearing a suit for the elderly
and the children freshly combed
Your shoes are so well polished!

Party, in my town it's a party!
the school tells me
its peace and its desert
and the candor of the grandmother
to give “pre” to her grandchildren.
Party, in my town it's a party!

After the vermouth the food
with family and after dinner
not very long because it is interesting
prepare the game soon
and try to make the coffee and the cigar
does not cost your pocket a penny

Party, in my town it's a party!
in the shade, in the cool
elderly and women
they play creating a fight
to tute or julep.
Party, in my town it's a party!

The evening light goes out
little by little on the horizon
in the distance, there in the mountains,
the download is still heard
of the happy hunter who thinks
in putting more pieces in the backpack.

Party, in my town it's a party!
couples walk
holding hands
and in the bars they begin
the jacks after the glasses.
Party, in my town it's a party!

FIESTA EN CASTILISCAR. 50 AÑOS.

Fail. Fail Again. Fail Better.

Un caos tra chitarre elettriche e Garageband

Supernova

Catharsis

Hotel Room

Good-Bye

Are You Gonna?

Please check out the video of this updated / remixed Mugfish "classic" :)
https://youtu.be/VJ2KmrrsUQA?si=Pm2C022UDJ6heHHI


So you take your bow / To embrace the down
Clutch a plan for tomorrow / In place of a now
Cos you’re half way to nowhere / Yet still nowhere near
That star in a jar / Drank too dry for tears

With your screwed up sense / Of what’ll go wrong
In your role play musical / Without any song
And with a tragic ending / Always guaranteed
It's the only way for a loser / To truly succeed

But you’ve been breaking your neck to waste your time (it’s your time it’s not a crime no)
Just so you can sit and watch the world go by (say goodbye just don’t try no)
It’s been breaking my heart watching you fade (and fade…and fade)
We know that those rings said forever what a close shave, a close shave a close shave

When the get one free / Is all you deserve
And you love to receive / But hate to serve
You're only racing / When nobody knows
Cos you’re King of the mountains / Where no one else goes
King of the mountains / Where no one else knows
You're King of the mountain’s Lonely echoes

But you’ve been breaking your neck to waste your time (it’s your time it’s not a crime no)
Just So you can sit and watch the world go by (say goodbye just don’t try no)
It’s been breaking my heart watching you fade (and fade…and fade)
We know that those rings said forever what a close shave a close shave a close shave
But you’ve been breaking your neck to waste your time (it’s your time it’s not a crime no)
Just So you can sit and watch the world go by (say goodbye just don’t try no)
It’s been breaking my heart watching you fade (and fade…and fade)
We know that those rings said forever what a close shave a close shave a close shave
Close / what a / shave / what a / close / what a / what a close shave
Close / what a / shave / what a / close / what a / what a close shave
Close / what a / shave / what a / close / what a / what a close shave

A Close Shave

The title of this track was inspired by one of the stories of the unsurpassed Kristina Stykos https://soundcloud.com/kristina-stykos. Music Composed/Produced by Guitarbeard © 2019

Buy https://guitarbeard.bandcamp.com/track/fabulous-old-soul-2

Dialectica

Fabulous Old Soul

Para Lia - Hawk Hill

+ Bandcamp: https://paralia.bandcamp.com/track/hawk-hill
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Watch the music video on Youtube:
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words and music by René Methner, Copyright 2019
mix and production: René Methner
mastering: Thomas Heimann-Trosien, TurnstyleMastering, Berlin
cover art: Phillip E. DAoust
Thank you so much Kevin (Mr. Cagey), Fady (Mr. The sporz), Tim (Three Photons) and JJ (Subject To Revision) for giving feedback to the song when the work was in progress!  

lyrics:

strolling down the street i knew so well
when i was a boy and made my way to
school

and the school was closed long time ago
because bleeding us dry nowadays seems to be
cool

we create new dead end towns

goodbye hawk hill lane
i don't miss you
goodbye hawk hill lane
don't let it get you

young people turned their backs on that one way street
and all the factories are rotten but you built a new town
hall

and the color of the town slowly turned into a grey
like the face of a forgotten but the cemetry is pretty
green

a field of broken dreams

goodbye hawk hill lane
i don't miss you
goodbye hawk hill lane
don't let it get you

goodbye hawk hill lane
i don't miss you
goodbye hawk hill lane
you know i still love you
don't let it get you

Hawk Hill

Bliss

The 1969 plays dub keys, stereo delay piano, electric fuzz and wah guitar, bass guitar, strings/ custom melodica plug-ins and mystical mantra chanting. Additional loops include tanpura, dub reggae sound fx and Hindi vocal samples. The awesome Billy Martin as always is the in-house loop drummer. 
Happy Summer Festivals 2019 to everyone, make it count... like Woodstock '69!

Produced and mixed by The 1969. Mastered by The 1969. Recorded April 2019.

Woodstock

I used to depend
On letters to send
Pulling it over opening the door 
Feeling so sick I was begging for more
Champion player got a matchmaker
Too many meetings
Too much hustle
Gave me the plague
And a chronic ulcer
Too many favorites
Playing the game
Got mixed up in a fairy tale
Flame
Sun wouldn’t rise
Every time/ I tried to rely
On pilgrims and players
atomic soothsayers
Adjusted my faders
The family caters
I never really wanted to try
Forever really tempted to cry
Shouting out above the wind
Bending all the rules to begin
Better in the mannerly way
Holding up a dozen to sway
The millionaire in spotted ties
ratio-charted  pies
Blazers hit the street at the raucous time
Many in the way had crossed the borderline
Of cruelty and hatred and still got clean
As the weak ones were tackled by the mean machine
Some would have a Séance
Some would hide their trademarks
Knowing their investments
nurtured resentments
So you see my little chickens
You’re the one on display
And the fox with shiny ribbons
Is trying to steal the game
Every single second that you come to complain
Another little chick has just  taken your place

Faders

My new album "Dreams of the Byzantines" is streaming June 13th, 2025. Please check out my new website darrencsullivan.com for videos and albums to purchase.

Thanks for the kindness and support.

Bliss

Pedro Henrique Castro

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