words and music: Matthias Hanich
demo for The Groovy Cellar

What You Get / Demo - Matthias Hanich

video on youtube 👉https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NxKfktc6x1w

-------- Lyrics -----------
Mekušca ogroman strah obuzme
Kad god prođe
Pored mračne pećine
U njoj žive gladne zveri zle
Koje bi puža rado 
U slast pojele

I hodača brzih 
Mora da se pazi
Jer žurna noga nehotice 
Može da ga zgazi

Metn'o  je na  usne svoje  ruž
I krenuo hrabro na put puž

Kišobran je poneo 
Od padavina da ga spasi
Ukoliko jaka kiša
Krene kućicu da kvasi

Posebne držače
Na ljušturi ima
Postaviće na njih
Pocinkovan oluk od lima

Da kroz cev odvede
Višak vode negde
Da kroz cev ode
Brzo mnogo vode

Na kućici rupa mala
Mesto je gde prokišnjava
Enterijer mokar
Buđav je i štrokav

Majstora je našao
U poslednjem času
Što krpi stručno rupe 
Koristeći glet masu

Bezbrižna mu sada
Po pljusku svaka šetnja
Hektolitri vode s neba
Više nisu pretnja

*Music, lyrics and arrangement by Robert Butas
  ©2023 All rights reserved/Sva prava zadržana

-------- The song was recorded in my room ---------

*Equipment I used:
 🎤MXL 550/551R Microphone Ensemble 
             with 550 Large Diaphragm and 551R Instrument Microphone
 https://mxlmics.com/products/550-551-red/
 -NEEWER 48V Phantom Power Supply 
https://neewer.com/products/neewer-phantom-power-66600420
 🎸Ibanez SGT 130E-VS Jumbo + D’Addario EZ900 Bronze 10-50 Extra Light
https://imgur.com/a/1kzTQea
-Audio editor and recorder
https://www.audacityteam.org/

Pesma o pužu

Overdubbed piano and synth improvisation-meditation

Simpler Motion

SIIREN-MIDGET SUBMARINE

Sorry to those I owe remixes. I'll get to them one day...

Putrefactive

Saturn Cinque

Another low-fi recording from around 2014, although the song itself was written in 2001 as a reaction to the collapse of the World Trade Center. Quite what my lyrics have to do with that terrible day, I'm not too sure now, but I like the track, so here it is. 

Lyrics
Traffic lights are changing daily
Up and down this fine, fine land
But there’s no one crossing over
‘less they’re holding somebody’s hand

Fear and consternation baby
Are gripping this fine, fine land
No one dares to watch the TV  
‘less they’re holding somebody’s hand

I saw you shy, I saw you try to hide
I saw you hesitate, unable to decide …  
To come inside … please come inside

Oh Fat Betty caught the night train
Though it wasn’t even in her plan
They found her dead inside the train wreck
Holding onto somebody’s hand

I saw you shy, I saw you try to hide
I saw you hesitate, unable to decide …  
To come inside … please come inside

Traffic lights are changing daily
Up and down this fine, fine land
But there’s no one crossing over
‘less they’re holding somebody’s hand

Music & lyrics: Michael Sellers
Vocal, instrumentation & musical arrangement: Michael Sellers
Production: Eduardo Fortuny
Cover photo by Miguel Bruna on Unsplash
Cover design: Michael Sellers

Photo by Miguel Bruna on Unsplash