Instrumental (guitar) recording of older and newer ideas for future songs...

Critical Jack Sessions: 'Irene's Sunday Kisses'

Twinkle, twinkle, little fucking star

Slaap, kindje, fucking slaap

P*tain de frère Jacques

Duerme, duerme negrito

parading downtown, with a guitar in my hand
thinking 'bout what to write, how to make a stand
times are changing let us chat about GPT
coz it ain't got no heart, no soul, no it ain't you or me

it spits out random words, rhymes 'em in a line
but it ain't felt the joy, the pain, or shivers down its spine
well it don't know the sunset, don't know the morning dew
it ain't seen the things we've seen, no, ain't never been to the loo

don't let the machine take your song away
let's keep music real, in our hearts is where it plays
let your fingers strum the chords, let your voice be free
ain't no robot ever gonna sing, as weird as you or me

there's a magic in the struggle, in how we find our ways
in the stories that we tell, and in the words we choose to say
keep our voice alive, keep it deep and profound
and never ever trade it, for an empty and cold sound

don't let the machine take your song away
let's keep music real, in our hearts is where it plays
let your fingers strum the chords, let your voice be free
ain't no robot ever gonna sing, as weird as you or me

as good as you and me
as good as you or me
as weird as you or me

ChatGPT

It's a shame
that we don't understand
It's a shame
we're disabled to connect
It's a shame
we can't see the effects
It's a shame
its true meaning in neglect

Now who's to blame
for not resisting the corporate gains
It's a shame

It's a shame
we don't appreciate
It's a shame
a useless effort being made

Now who's to blame
if we're all waiting for a global change

It's a shame
It's your shame
You're to blame
We're to blame
It's a shame

Echoes

PiPo - El Sonido De La Revolución Feat. GG (Warzone Cover)

Cover of Carlos Puebla's 'Hasta siempre, Comandante' 

NOTE: I hate playing covers. I 'accidentally' recorded this song.

Hasta Siempre, Comandante (cover)

This song was written and recorded in Nablus, Palestine by Pierre and Charly Arents, Gilles Grossen & PiPo Experience.

Speech is from Norman G. Finkelstein https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6O5zgXeCynQ

تفضل (Tfödöl: 'take this from my hands' in arabic)

Fall

El pueblo unido jamás será vencido (Quilapayún cover)

you better hurry up
coz you are missing out

you don't want to be late
or you might miss the game
---
isn't what you value less
all that really counts?
or is it what's most valued
in the eyes of the crowds? 
isn't wasting time on others
pointless in the end?
or is it to ruin theirs
and to never make amends?
---
you better stand your ground
coz you might loose it all

don't wanna be left out 
you might not feel that strong
---
isn't what you want the most
all that doesn't matter?
or are your dreams so shallow
making ours so much better? 

isn't aiming higher
your only way to follow
Or is shooting for the stars
the lonely road to go

(Mixed by Studio Swamp, Antwerp)

Hurry Up

I don't feel at home in this world anymore

Lovesong (The Cure cover)

Je Vais Butter Rimbaud

A song about our constant need to be connected…

Leave me alone

Mother what's with the wind?
What does it want from me?
I'd rather be stabbed by daggers
Than have the bastard rule over me

And I walked beneath the rain, 
And it quenched me
And when the summer came by
It burned up from my flame
For as long as I live
My life is devoted to freedom

Mother what's with the wind?
What does it want from me?
I'd rather be stabbed by daggers
Than have a bastard rule over me

“Oh night”, the dew drops cried out
Testifying for my wounds
The army of the enemy 
crept from every corner
And the night has seen death
Practising its trade on me

Mother what's with the wind?
What does it want from me?
I'd rather be stabbed by daggers
Than have a bastard rule over me

PiPo Experience

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