Obsession

OOOOO!!! YEAAAAA!!!! ANOTHER UPLOAD !!! WOOOOHOOOO!!!!   LOVE AND PEACE TO Y'ALL!!!!

My favorite songs from around the SC community which I discovered this month.
You are all a bunch of beautiful fountains! Keep gushing.

As usual, this playlist is a work in progress until the end of the month.

MTD Mixtape July 2022

november tide eyes, last bus, she said

MOMENTS (Vol.7)

Any artist is welcome to send us a track via freshonthenet.co.uk anytime between Monday lunchtime and Wednesday evening (or when we receive 200 submissions, whichever is sooner) - and all our moderators, including Tom Robinson, will listen to every track. This is our full inbox from the week beginning Mon 11th July: from Friday afternoon you'll be able to hear our shortlist and pick your favourites on this week's Listening Post which will appear at freshonthenet.co.uk/batch455

If a track you submitted does not appear in this list, it’s probably because another of your tracks appeared in our Fresh Faves or on the BBC Music Introducing Mixtape during the last three months — we ask that artists featured on either wait three months before resubmitting to give others a chance. 

We also don’t accept short previews or SoundCloud Go tracks that can only be heard as 30 second previews, and tracks made private after submission, which cannot be included in playlists. You will be able to resubmit the track in future. Tracks (and remixes of tracks) that have been previously submitted, and tracks from banned artists will also be removed.

ENTIRE INBOX: Batch 455

How can 20 odd years fly so fast whilst I wait
There's a magnetic force that grasps for my soul mate
Noone else really stood a chance to compete
From day one you accidentally swept me off my feet

CHORUS
I've been waiting to hold you
Waiting for a long time
I've been thinking about you
These funny old thoughts of mine
I've been nothing without you
I can barely read the time
The minutes they pass so fast together
I'm holding this moment close forever
I'm thinking like a romantic valentine

I'm a joker whilst I dance and giggle I'm the fool
I melt a little every time I see you and I drool
When life is tricky every single one of us needs a lift
I kind of think that after all I've been through you're a gift

CHORUS

Funny Old Thoughts

NEW MIX.


More songs at www.korima.net


A song for those low moments!


Please don't despair there are darker things in this
world that could take you there
When daylight breaks across the lawn
And you breathe the pristine, scented dawn
You'll know we care
Reach out your hand and we'll be there

Please don't be low
There are better places in this world you know that you can go
Then the moon lights up the path ahead
And the jamine blossoms fill your head
You'll feel we know
Raise your eys to the afterglow

You hitched a ride and that's our gift

Please don't lose hope
There are bigger fools in this world to supply sufficient rope
IN the midday heat you'll rest a while
Brush the noble camomile and smile
Your spirits lift
You hitched our ride and that's our gift

You hitched our ride and that's our gift

The Gift

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by
Carlos Vivanco
https://youtu.be/XjAEmpWL4gQ

Dreams In A Blender

Minor Thirds Obsession

Caesura

The Eyes Of All

Shipwrecked

Someone close was struggling with Mental Illness. This is just my take on expressing my understanding of how they were feeling. 
Please take the time to check in on anyone that you think might be suffering. Also please support, in any way you can, your local Help/Support line. Thank you

Sigh for help

The Doll Incidentals: A Slippery Slope

Lookout

(VERSE 1)

When you can’t quite find the words to say
You try to write it down and out anyway
That you can find out on the day
When we find a little space
Its gonna take some time to heal
The drawn out dread that you now feel
But its a part out of the deal
That we’ve been blessed enough to feel

(CHORUS)

I’m on the lookout,
For someone older,
To point me in the right direction,
To keep my right.

I’m on the lookout,
For someone wiser,
To keep me on my feet,
And treat me right.

(VERSE 2)

I know how you feel now,
Cut up in the world
Your heads a mess, you feel its up in a swirl
But the days will get brighter,
No time in the dark
And now you feel that we’ve been all torn apart

But I’ve been dealing with the same old places
Staring at these walls for ages and ages
Practice on my life has been far from gracious
Building up the walls like a pariah nation
Imagination? Now come pick a destination
Greatest show on earth that we’re about to stage in
Welcome to my paradise, my little oasis
Sorry for my dreams there a little abrasive

(CHORUS 2)

I’m on the lookout,
For someone older,
To point me in the right direction,
To keep my right.

I’m on the lookout,
For someone wiser,
To keep me on my feet,
And treat me right.

Ain’t easy to move on,
But it gets better,
It makes me feel so happy,
That look in your eyes...

Cos times are changing,
And I can do much better,
It makes me feel so happy,
She treats me right.

Lookout

A lot could be said about this track...but suffice to say...I managed to pull together a top notch crew and we did something that makes me feel...well like a rocker.

Chris S. Guitar. Lead Vocals.
Al Z. Rhythm Guitar
Thom Dust. Lead Guitar 
Jeff M. Bass, Production.

This is a high water mark for my journey...I don't necessarily need you to understand it...but perhaps just pay witness to it!  

Much love my friends

Left To Drown (Feat. Chris. S, AL'Z & Thom Dust)

I see many of you are too far gone.
to heed the words of this sombre song.
but if you can, please sing along.
All roads are wrong.
All roads are wrong.

It was said before in ancient babylon.
on the very road that you walk upon.
And this is why your journey's so long.
because all roads are wrong.
all roads are wrong.

the lord above he gave you a map.
and he drip feeds the truth to you on tap.
but please avoid it at all costs.
this world was made for you to be lost.
For All roads are wrong.
All roads are wrong.

you travel far and there's no end.
the road extends as you turn that bend.
and it's only when you're dead and gone.
you'll realize as you've guessed all along.
That all roads are wrong.
All roads are wrong.
All roads are wrong

so here and now i stipulate in song
That all roads are wrong.
and if you believe it, please sing along.
All roads are wrong.
All roads are wrong.

I sing it in a song that all roads are wrong.
And if you believe it, please sing along.
All roads are wrong.
All roads are wrong.

All Roads Are Wrong 2022

Lyrics & Vocals & Guitar Solos by ⑅



Laycromastantisoon
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Rain trine
Sobuskus ront
Rampinte
Lunfagraintiantis
Lacriantis
Latruntpisline
Weynampitrontrass
Raisian 
(Laycromastantisoon)
Laycomastantis lomislane reain 
Rompicronit x 4
(Lacomastantisoon)
Solo 1
Rontrass,lacromitron 
Rontrass,wompilnonit trancly
Andromitelontriclie x 2
Solo 2
Ramilcanitsonis,Rampiclanit zyne 
Ibiclonit rannit zonnit 
Raclon zonnit rannit zyne
Resend the instructions that you have
I await with baited breathe
We can live as host and parasite

Laycromastantisoon With ⑅

Deep South Roads

DRUMAX No. 2 >>  ALIEN SPACE / When aliens play a session in space ... ;-)

@joerxworx >> composition, arrangement, sax, final mix and production 
@docfritz >> e-drums, e-percussion
© 2022 by joerxworx and docfritz / DRUMAX PROJECT
DRUM + SAX = DRUMAX PROJECT

ALIEN SPACE

DRUMAX No. 2 // ALIENSPACE

Say What

FRAWSTAKWA     Say   What

Take Me Down

Electric Rebel

Hoops

4 Star Commended Entry in the 2022 UK Songwriting Contest

The damage we keep doing to planet Earth in the name of progress needs to be addressed right now. Hopefully, for the sake of future generations, we haven't reached the point of no return quite yet. But we must be very close.

Planet Earth is suffering, it's health is getting poor,
Millions of people here, are shouting out for more,
We are generating waste and the globe is warming fast,
Everybody's asking now, how long can this all last,

We've got to act right now, to change the world somehow,
While we've still got the time, to put an end to its decline,

Planet Earth is suffering, it's health is getting worse,
The ordinary people here are crying for their Earth,
Governments of nations seem to turn a deaf ear,
Can't they hear the message of despair and real fear,

We've got to act right now, to change the world somehow,
While we've still got the time, to put an end to its decline,

Planet Earth is suffering and running out of time,
Its wounds, they keep on bleeding, with the fossil fuels we mine,
The younger generation are working hard to make us hear,
There's no time for hesitation when our children's views are clear,

We've got to act right now, to change the world somehow,
While we've still got the time, to put an end to its decline,

Planet Earth is suffering, it's health is getting poor,
Millions of people here, are shouting out for more,
We are generating waste and the globe is warming fast,
Everybody's asking now, how long can this all last,

Planet Earth

Planet Earth (Graham Williams)

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocals
Hans Albers: All instruments, Arrangement & production

From the age of 15 when I first stepped into the world of employment I was told it would be a major advantage to get a job that lasted through to the State retirement age of 65. At the time I'll admit it was not something I took at all seriously.  When you’re that age, the last thing on your mind is bloody retirement.   

However, by the time I reached my early 50’s and had been diagnosed with multiple sclerosis, my mind became a little more concentrated on reaching what might now  conceivably prove to be an eminently missable target.  In the interim, the UK government decided that, given the population was living considerably longer than it once had, they would incrementally be raising the retirement age, meaning that mine now became 66. 

Our dear old Nan was a dedicated Bingo player and knew that number callers used particular phrases for certain numbers, one of the best known being 66, known as  ‘Clickety Click’.  So reaching pensionable age became inextricably linked to Bingo, hence the title and subject matter of this song.   

The number one - ‘Kelly’s Eye’ - seemed a good place to start and having done some fascinating research, I worked my way through the Bingo calls, choosing the ones whose scansion worked best, until I reached the magic ‘Clickety Click'.  

As the chorus explains, there were no guarantees I’d actually get there, it was just a target.  But I did get there and this song celebrates the fact.  

The song ends with the traditional exclamation of the player who has won the game, being either ‘House!’ or ‘Bingo!’.  When I was recording the vocals, my constant and beautiful companion Marvin (it is he who is pictured in the cover art) reacted to my shouts with a loud bark, perfectly in time, so we decided to keep it in.  Marv is with me at 99% of the recordings and enjoys being involved when the opportunity presents.

As always, huge thanks to the wonderful Hans Albers for another brilliant backing track which is, as I think you’ll agree, perfect for the song.  That man is a genius.
Thanks so much for listening.   (Terry Reeves)


It all started with Ned Kelly’s eye (1)
A cup of tea (3) to stop going dry
Tom Mix (6) wearing hat, riding fast
Monkey’s cousin (12) hanging, trying to last
Key of the door (21), two little ducks (22)
Paid half a crown (26), keep up the luck
In a state (28), rise and shine (29) but alive
One dirty knee (33) to help jump and jive (35)

Sixty six not to preconceive
Sixty six, a target to achieve

Half way to laugh, more than eleven (37)
As life begins (40), time for fun (41) isn’t heaven
Up to tricks (46) towards four dozen (48)
Five-0, Five-0, it’s off to work (50) with percussion
Danny la Rue (52), a man at the door (54)
The snakes are alive (55) but don’t wriggle more
Shotts bus (56) to Scotland, check the sign
Variety of Heinz (57) to the Brighton Line (59)

Sixty six not to preconceive
Sixty six a target to achieve

A baker’s bun (61) all tickety boo (62)
Tickle me (63), almost retired (64) laughing too
Retirement age(65), it should have been fun
Clickety click (66), getting paid
Take the money and run  
Route 66, nearly there
Clickety click, the sound of my wheelchair

CLICKETY CLICK - CRIPPLE CLUB & HANS ALBERS

夏のバイナリス

Lady of Fire Poetry original music & poetry

New video link:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GlzW5SQfq4U

Kaossilator pro+, vocals, arrangement: Tanisha Jackland
Kaoss pad: Robert Jackland
mix, mastered by Tanisha Jackland

Blessed are the Women

They'd rather we hide
our magic
underneath the stones
thrown at us
to keep us quiet and
away from our power

But we are
everywhere

In the fire you burnt us
to be reborn again
from the soot

In the air you suffocated us
to wax and wane again
with the breath of the moon

In the water you drowned us
for our
lungs to cradle us again

In the earth you buried us to
grow again like seeds from its
precious womb

bandcamp

Blessed are the Women

Animals

Fallen

Summer vibes, funky dance with Latin overtones. Make hay while the sun shines.

Mingo Trumpet

Concept Of Life

I was honored when https://soundcloud.com/graphicsontelevisions asked me to remake ‘Tattlesnakes’ from their fantastic album ‘Pun’. Maybe it’s the wildest one, unpredictable but coherent, it inspired me immediately !!

I've remixed to my taste their original studio stems (drums & keyboards), adding my own vocals, guitars & more... hard recommendation of headphones again !!

Lyrics are from another of my ancient poems, where I played with oxytone & eproparoxytone rhymes (translated below but with lost effect in English).

Full versions album here: https://soundcloud.com/graphicsontelevisions/sets/another-pun-a-brand-new
Downloadable: https://graphicsontelevisions.bandcamp.com/album/another-pun
I suggest checking out the original tracks too: @https://graphicsontelevisions.bandcamp.com/album/pun !!!

Letra  /  Lyrics:

Claro que ya no soy plástico,  /  Clearly I’m not plastic anymore,
ni estoy falto de razón,  /  nor lacking of reason,
puesto que, siendo simpático,  /  since, being friendly,
de sangre es mi corazón.  /  of blood is my heart.

Claro que soy esporádico  /  Clearly I am sporadic
en locos cantos espléndidos.  /  in splendid crazy singings.

Gritos de loco dolor,  /  Screams of insane pain,
llenos de mudo amargor,  /  full of mute bitterness,
claro que ya no son gélidos.  /  clearly are not icy anymore.

Claro que ya soy simpático  /  Clearly I’m yet friendly
y estoy falto de amargor,  /  and lacking of bitterness,
puesto que mi corazón,  /  since my heart,
siendo de sangre, no es plástico.  /  being of blood, is not plastic.

Y en mis cantos esporádicos,  /  And in my sporadic singings,
claro que ya no soy gélido.  /  clearly I’m not icy anymore.

Gritos de loca razón,  /  Screams of mad reason,
ya no gritos de dolor,  /  not screams of pain anymore,
claro que ya son espléndidos!  /  clearly are yet splendid!

ER00EC11

Tardigrade & Tattlesnakes (with Graphics on Televisions)

Low Tide

found this one lurking in the corner of a file... & gave it a polish
Rob Bartholemew sax
Nicole bvs

Trouble

A little Politics and a dash of rock n roll.

Walk Around the Moon

WALK AROUND THE MOON

The music project "Present Paradox" by Dortmund-based David Kleinekottmann provides insights into the often opaque nature of the present. The result is a fusion of melancholic and danceable elements, expansive and intimate at the same time, diverse and yet familiar. Since 2013, Kleinekottmann has been regularly releasing LPs/EPs that move between indie, experimental rock and electronica.