In this time of wars & great crisis, we should keep call for Peace & equality, for a better humanity.
Here are some vocals extract of my song on the topic. So who want can use it, mixing it as you like with music or as featuring in another .song  
You can also use, in a same track, some part of other vocals from this playlist https://soundcloud.com/specialvocals/sets/call-for-humanity-vocals-for
The files are on Free Download.  If You Use My Vocals, Mention My Name in the Track & Let Me Know, I will Repost, Share, Include it in Playlists & Mix...
& If you use it for commercial purpose, let me know, all my songs are under Authors Rights

HUMAN RIGHTS - FUTURE ? - Vocals for Collab

Sort of an undemocratic approach to saving democracy, don't you think?
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For this one, I rounded up my fantasy band, the Famous Texas Men Of Note, to perform at the imaginary Seven Sisters Dance Hall, some 40 miles west of Austin, in the heart of the Texas Hill Country.  The crowd wasn’t huge that night, but it was plenty raucous.  Needless to say, we brought the house down.  We always do.

LYRICS
Finally bagged the prize,
Event commemorated with a photograph,
A delightful list of crimes,
Got ‘em prancin’ with the lawyers down the primrose path,
The scribes down in the court,
Breathlessly report,
With a glee they can’t contain,

Oh they’re giddy….

Giddy like the rats that swarm the sewage slag,
Giddy like the vultures, feasting on the rotted culture,
That has spawned them from its womb,
And they tell us all how grateful we should be,
Cause they’re doing it to save democracy.
 
Yeah all fortitude & grit,
Our protectors wouldn’t quit,
On this noble quest,
There would be no rest,
Staged sudden raids, drew dossiers,
Tried Russian links, threw kitchen sinks,
To cage the dreaded pest,
Damn the proper form,
They’ve snared Le Bete Orange,
Slam the gavel, bring the charge,

And now they’re giddy…..

Giddy like the buzzards circling o’er their prey,
Giddy like the varmints, chewing on the hated target,
While the judges hold him still,
Giddy like the frantic hawks, flailing with their shrilly squawks,
The fear they just can’t kill,
Damn the coming storm,
Now they’ve booked Le Bete Orange,
Slam the gavel, bring the charge,
Hey, the law may be applied unequally,
But it’s the only way to save democracy.

I beg you Lovely Lady, turn your head away,
Away from the shame, away from the pain,
America, America, how did we let it get this far?
We are your sons, what have we done?
What have we done……….

Ah but giddy doesn’t last, when the vengeance & the wrath,
Shred the piers that bear the load,
No it won’t be so hysterical, when even Heaven’s miracle,
Can’t keep our father’s code, 

Oh but decision day is nigh, & the beast is still alive,
And far too many still believe…..

So arrest the Monster!...show it on TV,
Silence him & anyone who won’t concede,
There’s no time for constitutionality,
When the mission is to save democracy.

Giddy (now with lyrics)

Despacio
(John Stone)

Spanish Language consultants: Duolingo and Google Translate
With apologies to Spanish speakers everywhere.

She was a dancer
In old town Barcelona 
I asked her if she’d show me 
How I could  learn to dance 
She said no problem, Guapo
But One thing you must remember
First take it slow slow slowly
Y luego rapido
Despacio y  luego rapido 
Despacio y luego rapido

Era Una bailarina
En vieja Barcelona
Puedes me mostraba
Me aprender a bailar 
no hay problema, Guapo
Pero debes recordar lo
Despacio y luego rapido 

Dijó me despacio ..

So I took to the dance floor
Put my best foot forward
Starting out quite slowly
Just like the lady said
As I watched her closely
The rhythm kinda caught me
But I was paying  more attention
To how she looked than what she said

I wondered how to win her
And don’t want to seem a fool
I’m only a beginner
And it best to play it cool
Don’t rush in like fools do
Where Angels fear to tred
Gently, gently does it
Try a slower pace instead

Despacio...

Now we live together 
And despite some stormy weather
We can always turn to dancing 
To keep things burning hot
As I hold her closely
I remember what she told me
Starting gently, starting slowly
Then give everything I’ve got

Despacio...

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Despacio

Visuel : Lemoonboots / Vieilherbe
Musique : Pascal Regnaudin
Licence : CC.BY.ND (2025)

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El eco de tus pasos

O | Mo·ther | pick | me | back | up | from | the | floor (hold)
O | Mo·ther | who | is | there | at | the | door (hold)
[Pre-Chorus]
Count | to | ten | Co·ver | me (hold)
With | the | lit·tle | love | you | have | for | me (hold)
Co·ver | me | once | Co·ver | me | twice (hold)
For | this | life | it | has | no | price (hold)
[Chorus]
Shouting | at | the | stars (hold)
Not | knowing | where | you | are |
In | the | dark | of | day (hold)
Mo·ther | please say | please don’t pretend (hold)
Shouting | at | the | stars (hold)
Not | knowing | who | you | are |
In the | dark | of | day (hold)
Say | when | our | sto·ry | ends (hold)
[Verse 2]
The | mask | is | smi·ling | I | can’t | ask (hold)
You | wore | it | well | hid | ev·e·ry | task (hold)
Each | breath | you | took | be·came | my | last (hold)
Now | I’m | bro·ken | fa·ding | fast (hold)
[Bridge]
Glass | is | shat·tered | on | the | wall (hold)
You | stood | si·lent | through | it | all (hold)
Debts | are | paid | but | no·thing | stays (hold)
On·ly | si·lence | on·ly | haze (hold)
[Chorus]
Mo·ther | see | the | wound | I | keep (hold)
It | cuts | too | long | it | runs | too | deep (hold)
Mo·ther | why | do | you | look | while | my | wounds | bleed (hold)
Say | my | name | don’t | let | me | fade (hold)
[Chorus Repeat]
(same rhythm as earlier chorus)
Mo·ther | don’t | turn | a·way (hold)
How | can | I | breathe | in | the | dark | of | day (hold)
Mo·ther | ans·wer | don’t | pre·tend (hold)
Is | this | the | place | the | sto·ry | ends (hold)
[Outro]
O | Mo·ther (hold | hold | hold)
O | Mo·ther (long sustain, fade out)

Oh Mother

Piano Cover

OMGG went a little crazy even to consider reproducing this iconic Beatles tune ✨. But with deep respect for the original, the band thought it could be special to bring back that unforgettable feeling of the Beatles’ first landing in the U-S-A 🇺🇸🇬🇧.

🎛️ From the engineer’s corner: The sound was deliberately designed to be like stepping into a time machine. Instead of chasing today’s polish, the recording was made close to live, with limited fidelity, vintage-style mic placement, tube preamps, and period-inspired gear at First Cut Studio, New York. Every choice was about recreating the vibe of the 1960s — not imitating perfection, but chasing that raw excitement.

🎤 Mira, who opened the song, laughed about her experience: “I was having such a tough time with the high notes (haha) but yeah, well… you tell me if I qualified? 😊 Anyway, we love the Beatles and we love you. That’s all we do — we want to make music for you and sacrifice whatever we can.”

The result is OMGG’s way of saluting a classic, and hopefully carrying some of that early magic to a new generation 🌟.

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From Shadow to Spotlight

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