First album from Beats Working (John Hardman) - re-release
(c)(p) Swamp Music UK & Swamp Records UK for all territories

Life On A Wire

I Won't Leave Again

Robert W Orpin: Clown without a smile (tke1 demo)
recorded via ableton live
condenser microphone -acoustic guitar,acoustic Bass,Voice
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Lyrics:

   Clown without a smile

It Keeps coming
Rain keep falling down
It Keeps coming
The applause has died away
A clown without  a smile
Such a sad thing to see...

It keeps coming 
A Sorrow that slowly drowns
It keeps coming
Love has gone away
Watching a clown without a smile
Is  a pathetic place to be..

The people are laughing
Not with  you 
But at you 
A fall from the wire
Brings the greatest applause. 
They shot the white horses
When they should've  shot the clown 
Oh  please put him out of his misery
He bringing the whole place down.

It Keeps coming
Tears keep falling down
It Keeps coming
Wipe the grease paint away
A clown without  a smile
Such a sad thing to see...

It keeps coming 
A Sorrow that slowly drowns
It keeps coming
Love has gone away
Watching a clown without a smile
It such a pathetic place to be..
Girl on the wire
Fell into the arms
Of the strongman
A broken figure sits alone 
The Crowd murmers obscenities 
A clown without a smile 
Such a sad thing to see
(I can't help thinking)
That clown looks alot like me.

It Keeps coming
Rain keep falling down
It Keeps coming
The  whispers have died away
A clown without  a smile
Such a sad thing to see...
It keeps coming 
A Sadness  that slowly drowns
It keeps coming
Love has gone away
A clown without a smile
Is a lonely way to be...

(ORPIN2025)


Clown without a smile tke1

Laid-back and breezy, this track invites listeners to let go of their worries and embrace the moment. A beachside anthem with fingerstyle riffs and a chorus that glows like the fading sun.

Sunset  (Remastered)

A nostalgic anthem that pays tribute to youth, friendship, and those we’ve lost. Whistling outro and vivid storytelling make it a standout for anyone reflecting on the past

Remember the Days

Available in HD

Under The Sun (seq. drums)

Las sirenas del mar y su dulce canto mortal

#folk #folklore #medieval #medievalcore #indie #classical #lirico #folk #music #experimentalmusic 

Las sirenas del mar| Noashaua

Estar bajo la lluvia en medio de una tormenta

#rockalternativo #rock #indierock #rockpop #alternativo #indie #rock #funk #grunge

Estar bajo la lluvia| Noashaua

Bad Teeth

歌手声线：太叔忆（TOP MEDIA）
编词：太叔忆
编曲：太叔忆、TOP MEDIA
AI声源混音：TOP MEDIA
视频模特：忆
视频背景设计：SeaArt 
完整版权：网易云NetEase
Published by : NetEase China中国网易云

Heavenly Glow极光.mp3

A recent big hit for the younger generation and KPop Demon Hunters. This with a bit of a twist. #Huntrix #KPop #DemonHunters

Golden (cover)

Si j'avais eu vingt ans en quarante, qu'aurais fait,  qu'aurais je été?..
Zied  Zouari au violon et Juan Saubidet à la contrebasse
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9cI4bA808bU
Paroles:
C'est un hiver dans le Vercors, 
Des flammes lentes, sur un bois mort.
C'est un hiver, comme les autres,
A peine un peu, plus froid peut être. 
Sur les hauts plateaux enneigés,
Les Messerschmitt se sont posés.

Si j'avais connu ces années,
J'avais eu vingt ans en quarante.
Qu'aurais je fait, qu'aurais je été.
Une âme fière ou repentante?

C'est un hiver dans le Vercors,
Des flammes qui lèchent un bois retors.
C'est un hiver, comme les autres,
A peine un peu, plus froid peut être.
Sur les hauts plateaux enneigés,
C'est leur jeunesse qu'ils ont laissé.

Si j'avais connu ces années,
J'avais eu vingt ans en quarante.
Qu'aurais je fait, qu'aurais je été.
Une âme fière ou repentante?
Et on remonte encore les pistes,
Oui on remonte toujours les pistes.
C'est un hiver dans le Vercors,
Des flammes lentes, sur un bois mort.

Christian PERUTI  - A.C.I.

Zied Zouari on violin, and Juan Saubidet on double bass, in perfect harmony in 'Le Vercors.'
 I must admit that I am always moved every time I listen to it. 
It is taken from a seven-song EP scheduled for early next year.

Lyrics:
It's a winter in the Vercors,  
Slow flames on dead wood.  
It's a winter, like any other,  
Perhaps just a little colder.  
On the snowy high plateaus,  
The Messerschmitts have landed.

If I had known those years,  
I had been twenty in forty.  
What would I have done, what would I have been?  
A proud soul or a repentant one?

It's a winter in the Vercors,  
Flames licking a stubborn wood.  
It's a winter, like any other,  
Just a little, maybe a bit colder.  
On the snowy high plateaus,  
It's their youth that they have left.

If I had known those years,  
I would have been twenty in forty.  
What would I have done, what would I have been.  
A proud soul or a repentant one?  
And we trace the paths again,  
Yes, we always trace the paths.  
It's a winter in the Vercors,  
Slow flames, on dead wood.

Christian PERUTI - A.C.I.