This playlist is a mix of musical styles and genres

Eclectic Folk

This is the best folk I can curate for your ear.

Les's More Better Folk Tunes

Die Grundgestalt: Les plays classical music.

[UNDER CONSTRUCTION]

Tradacoustic series no. 400

Music, mostly recent, a few days old, a few weeks.

created: 2025/06/29, released early with 8 tracks, max is 20

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The Other Side - all things vaguely classical

Infamous Angel

Let the Mystery Be

Bouncy, magnificent piano transcription of Bach's HUGE organ fugue. Baroque and roll...
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Bach-Busoni Fugue In C Major, BWV 564

First upload off a new album, "The Thing in my Head Smiled," consisting of a series of compositions all linked by an overarching musical concept, that I'll reveal once the whole album is online. Hope you enjoy!

The Thing in my Head Smiled

24 4 25

New song recorded tonight. Things are what they are.. on the melancholy side.... which i'm prone to wallow in from time to time.

It has come to my attention that I haven't put my pen to paper for a while
I've been burning scented candles that suggested fields of roses for so long
and I've lately come to realize the simple reason for my lack of candor
and the soil of sordid life reveals the blameless grief left floating in the breeze
I opted out of bowing low for fear that I might make a wrenching scene

show me how I have fallen short read to me the judgement of the court
but be careful as you're coming down you're falling from the same high ground
it all comes back around

I thank god sometimes for time alone with cheap guitars and cheaper brands of wine
I avoid my past discrepancies and present time inequities like plague
and it for these very reasons that I held my tongue and stared into the sky
and stole time alone in selfishness for fear without that I might lose my mind
has my silence said enough for you today
you might think you've had it rough sometimes and want to say

show me how I have fallen short read to me the judgement of the court
but be careful as you're coming down you're falling from the same high ground
it all comes back around

Im well aware of failure as Im constantly reminded of it in the mail
and the boat that we were sailing is the one in need of bailing suddenly
have I suddenly become some different soul
and did you become the innocent that fell into the resulting hole
is it such a shocking revelation after all
made to get up off our feet before we lean to crawl

show me how I have fallen short read to me the judgement of the court
but be careful as you're coming down you're falling from the same high ground
it all comes back around


It all comes back around

Black Wings feat. joerxworx & Martin Jansen

My Friend is about the loss and reunion of a true friend.

Lyrics
Intro
Friendship's more lasting than a river that flows through a glen, a glen

Verse 1
Where are you now, my friend, my friend?
I thought we'd be together till the end
Your absence is thick like the scent you used to wear
I wear your perfume and see your dreamy stare

Chorus 1
My friend you're something stronger than I can explain
No ring of steel is needed for us to remain
for our love returns again and again

Verse 2
I see your face in the mirror before me
as if time had no continuity
No need for words between us
The mix of our perfume brings years to dust

Chorus 2
My friend you're something stronger than I can explain
No ring of steel is needed for us to remain
for our love returns again and again

Verse 3
Friend your return to me is a sign 
that after all these years you're mine
Trouble will come and test our spine
Trouble can't steal two hearts like yours and mine

Chorus 3
My friend you're something stronger than I can explain
A ring is needed for us to remain
for our love returns again and again

Close
Friendship is lasting as our love returns again

Lyrics by Wayland Stephens and Mary Pothanikat

iTunes-My Friend

My Friend

Camelot (2007)

Happy Anniversary to my One and Only Love <3 <3  

I would like to thank Alan Hamilton @almal-4: for his generosity in mastering this track for me and answering all my Cubase questions!  Sincere thanks to you, Alan.  If you have not discovered Alan's superb jazz fusion let me encourage you to visit his profile and start listening.

"I'm Getting Sentimental Over You" is a 1932 song first released by the Tommy Dorsey Orchestra.  It is one of my all time favorites to play.  It seems to be a perfect template for all manner of styles.

Gettin' Sentimental Over You

Cover of a song written by Bill Callery and recorded by Willie Nelson

Hands on the Wheel

In this piece, the goal is to use a Feynman diagram as a musical score, depicting an electron’s dance around a proton. This track marks the beginning of a series that will blend acoustic and synthetic elements.

Feynman diagram_ electron-photon scattering

In this moment, right before we have to say goodbye « I wish time… would just stand still ». Broadcasting from the Heartbeats bar in Shenmue.

@lagrimaa - <3 ! 

Tracklist 
SHENMUE - Bar scene
DNTL - Why I’m so unhappy
SAM GENDEL & NATE MERCEREAU - The Vilage
HAKO YAMAZAKI - Help me
THE SEATBELTS - Road to the west
PUTTE WICKMAN & JAN LUNDGREN - Marlowe’s Theme
FROU FROU - Deal with it (Demo)
AOKI TAKAMASA + TUJIKO NORIKO - Vinyl Words
SHENMUE - Nozomi Park scene
COLOR FILTER - Children of Summer
SHENMUE - Christmas on Dobuita Street
AOI TADA - Wo Qui Non Coin
EYDN - One Last Kiss
Yasiin Bey in Morocco (YouTube)
SWEET TRIP - Air Supply
STINA NORDENSTAM - Down Desire Avenue
SHENMUE - Nozomi Park scene 2
SHENMUE - Wish (Karaoke version)
THE FLYING PICKETS - Only you

✰ Initially aired on @lyl_radio the 17th june 2025

*XWISHES w/ Lagrima ✧ lyl Radio

"Erlkönig", Op. 1, D 328, is a Kunstlied composed by Franz Schubert in 1815, which sets Johann Wolfgang von Goethe's poem of the same name.

piano by Helen Roberts

We hope you'll enjoy our rendition.

Lyrics

Wer reitet so spät durch Nacht und Wind?
Es ist der Vater mit seinem Kind;
Er hat den Knaben wohl in dem Arm,
Er fasst ihn sicher, er hält ihn warm.

Mein Sohn, was birgst du so bang dein Gesicht?"
"Siehst, Vater, du den Erlkönig nicht?
Den Erlenkönig mit Kron' und Schweif?"
"Mein Sohn, es ist ein Nebelstreif."

"Du liebes Kind, komm, geh mit mir!
Gar schöne Spiele spiel' ich mit dir;
Manch' bunte Blumen sind an dem Strand,
Meine Mutter hat manch gülden Gewand."

Mein Vater, mein Vater, und hörest du nicht,
Was Erlenkönig mir leise verspricht?"
"Sei ruhig, bleibe ruhig, mein Kind;
In dürren Blättern säuselt der Wind."
 
Willst, feiner Knabe, du mit mir gehn?
Meine Töchter sollen dich warten schön;
Meine Töchter führen den nächtlichen Reihn,
Und wiegen und tanzen und singen dich ein,
Sie wiegen und tanzen und singen dich ein."

"Mein Vater, mein Vater, und siehst du nicht dort
Erlkönigs Töchter am düstern Ort?"
"Mein Sohn, mein Sohn, ich seh' es genau:
Es scheinen die alten Weiden so grau."
 
"Ich liebe dich, mich reizt deine schöne Gestalt;
Und bist du nicht willig, so brauch' ich Gewalt."
"Mein Vater, mein Vater, jetzt fasst er mich an!
Erlkönig hat mir ein Leids getan!"

Dem Vater grauset's, er reitet geschwind,
Er hält in Armen das ächzende Kind,
Erreicht den Hof mit Müh' und Not;
In seinen Armen das Kind war tot.

English

Who rides, so late, through night and wind?
It is a father with his child.
He has the boy well in his arm
He holds him safely, he keeps him warm.

"My son, why do you hide your face in fear?"
"Father, do you not see the Erlking?
The Erlking with crown and tail?"
"My son, it is a streak of fog."

"You dear child, come, go with me!
Very lovely games I'll play with you;
Some colorful flowers are on the beach,
My mother has some golden robes."

"My father, my father, and do you not hear
What Erlking quietly promises me?"
"Be calm, stay calm, my child;
The wind is rustling through dry leaves."

"Do you, fine boy, want to go with me?
My daughters shall wait on you finely;
My daughters lead the nightly dance,
And rock and dance and sing you to sleep,
They rock and dance and sing you to sleep."

"My father, my father, and don't you see there
Erlking's daughters in the gloomy place?"
"My son, my son, I see it clearly:
There shimmer the old willows so grey."

"I love you, your beautiful form excites me;
And if you're not willing, then I will use force."
"My father, my father, he's touching me now!
Erlking has done me harm!"

It horrifies the father, he swiftly rides on,
He holds the groaning child in his arms,
Reaches the farm with great difficulty;
In his arms, the child was dead.


artwork by Julius Nisle

Erlkönig (Franz Schubert - with Helen Roberts)

Come Away With Me

Welcome to my World

Peek A Boo (The What Of Whom)

Girls Just Want To Have Fun

Bach, Busoni - Chaconne In D Minor BWV 1004 - Helene Grimaud (piano)

Showband Memories

Big Chief Buffalo Nickle

I seized the opportunity to do this properly :)

piano: Anwen Llewellyn

English lyrics:

Why so the anger, Oh Myfanwy,
That fill your dark eyes
Your gentle cheeks, Oh Myfanwy,
No longer blush beholding me?
Where now the smile upon your lips
That lit my foolish faithful love?
Where now the sound of your sweet words,
That drew my heart to follow you?

What was it that I did, Oh Myfanwy,
To deserve the frown of your beautiful cheeks?
Was it a game for you, Oh Myfanwy,
This poet's golden flame of love?
You belong to me, through true promise,
Too much to keep your word to me?
I'l never seek your hand, Myfanwy,
Unless I have your heart with it.

Myfanwy, may your life entirely be
Beneath the midday sun's bright glow,
And may a blushing rose of health
Dance on your cheek a hundred years.
I forget all your words of promise
You made to someone, my pretty girl
So give me your hand, my sweet Myfanwy,
For no more but to say "farewell".

Myfanwy (Joseph Parry with piano)

Calon Lân

lyrics: Daniel James
music: John Hughes

Brought to you from the valleys of Caerphilly

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The Rugby World Cup 2019 is on, yesterday the Welsh team played Australia, and won - for the first time in 30 years.
That’s a good enough reason for a little celebration.

If you ever saw a Scarlets match in Cardiff, you may have heard this song before, and you may have witnessed the Welshman next to you rising up to his full 5’7’’ hight, and sing their heart out. In unison with every single Scarlets fan in the stadium. 

Maybe you were wondering what they were singing? They’re doing it in their native idiom, which leaves everyone non-Welsh trying to pronounce it with their tongue in knots like a lovespoon. 
Must be something fierce though, after all it’s rugby, not cricket, isn’t it?

Well, dear ffrind, here’s what they’re singing:

I seek not life's ease and pleasures,
Earthly riches, pearls nor gold;
Give to me a heart made happy,
Clean and honest to unfold.
(Chorus)
A clean heart o'erflow'd with goodness,
Fairer than the lily white;
A clean heart forever singing,
Singing through the day and night.

If I cherish earthly treasures,
Swift they flee and all is vain;
A clean heart enriched with virtues,
Brings to me eternal gain.
(Chorus)
Morn and evening my petition,
Wings its flight to heaven in song;
In the name of my Redeemer,
Make my heart clean, pure and strong.
(Chorus)

A pure heart seems like a bit of an odd choice for a rugby anthem you think? Well, we also masquerade as daffodils. Kill 'em with kindness.

Calon Lân (Welsh Hymn, Huges / James)

Sosban Fach (English "Little saucepan")written by Talog Williams, is a traditional, and slightly nonsensical Welsh folk song.

Without further ado, here are the lyrics plus the English translation:

Welsh
Mae bys Meri-Ann wedi brifo,
A Dafydd y gwas ddim yn iach.
Mae'r baban yn y crud yn crio,
A'r gath wedi sgrapo Joni bach.
Sosban fach yn berwi ar y tân,
Sosban fawr yn berwi ar y llawr,
A'r gath wedi sgrapo Joni bach.

Dai bach y soldiwr,
Dai bach y soldiwr,
Dai bach y soldiwr,
A chwt ei grys e mas.

Mae bys Meri-Ann wedi gwella,
A Dafydd y gwas yn ei fedd;
Mae'r baban yn y crud wedi tyfu,
A'r gath wedi huno mewn hedd.
Sosban fach yn berwi ar y tân
Sosban fawr yn berwi ar y llawr
A'r gath wedi huno mewn hedd.

Dai bach y sowldiwr,
Dai bach y sowldiwr,
Dai bach y sowldiwr,
A chwt ei grys e mas.

Aeth hen Fari Jones i Ffair y Caerau
I brynu set o lestri de;
Ond mynd i'r ffos aeth Mari gyda'i llestri
Trwy yfed gormod lawer iawn o "de"
Sosban fach yn berwi ar y tân
Sosban fawr yn berwi ar y llawr
A'r gath wedi huno mewn hedd.


English 
Mary-Ann has hurt her finger,
And David the servant is not well.
The baby in the cradle is crying,
And the cat has scratched little Johnny.
A little saucepan is boiling on the fire,
A big saucepan is boiling on the floor,
And the cat has scratched little Johnny.

Little Dai the soldier,
Little Dai the soldier,
Little Dai the soldier,
And his shirt tail is hanging out.

Mary-Ann's finger has got better,
And David the servant is in his grave;
The baby in the cradle has grown up,
And the cat is "asleep in peace".
A little saucepan is boiling on the fire,
A big saucepan is boiling on the floor,
And the cat is "asleep in peace".

Little Dai the soldier,
Little Dai the soldier,
Little Dai the soldier,
And his shirt tail is hanging out.

Old Mary Jones went to the fair in Caerau,
To buy a tea set;
But Mary and her teacups ended up in a ditch,
By drinking rather too much "tea".
A little saucepan is boiling on the fire,
A big saucepan is boiling on the floor,
And the cat is "asleep in peace".

Sosban Fach (Welsh trad)

If there can be something more Welsh than a male voice choir doing Dylan Thomas - I doubt it.

A little prayer for friends near and far.

Thursday's choir rehearsals.

And with that No Good Boyo is up to no good in the kitchen.

Greetings from Llareggub - Enjoy!

Eli Jenkins' Prayer (Under Milk Wood, Dylan Thomas)

"The Vagabond" is the first of nine songs of Ralph Vaughan Williams' song cycle "Songs of Travel", written between 1901 and 1904. The lyrics are drawn from Robert Lewis Stevenson's collection of poems "Songs of Travel and Other Verses".

piano - Anwen Llewellyn

The Vagabond (Songs Of Travel, Ralph Vaughan Williams)

J.S. Bach / F. Busoni: Chorale Prelude "Ich ruf' zu dir, Herr", BWV 639

Perm Philharmony Hall, March 31. 2019 - http://filarmonia.online/
Piano: Dmitry Masleev - http://www.dmitry-masleev.com

Dmitry Masleev: Solo

J.S. Bach / F. Busoni: Chorale Prelude "Ich ruf' zu dir, Herr", BWV 639

Accidental Thief

Fear Like My Home

Hi, I'm Rob.

I'm a singer, well you figured that out by yourself if you listened to my music....
I'm also Welsh, so what can I do?

I love music, so listening to all the great talent here on SoundCloud - whether it's raw or refined - is an immense pleasure. Thank you all for that.

I hope you get some joy out of listening to me.

Due to some health issues I'm not always capable to listen to your music, interact as much as I'd like to or reply to your comments in a timely manner. It doesn't alter the appreciation I feel for each and every one of you. Please bear with me.

Erlkönig (Franz Schubert - with Helen Roberts)

Robert Llewellyn