Dieses Lied ist dem Krieger Pudel PAZU gewidmet. Ein wunderbares kleines Fellbüschel voller Freude & Energie.

Lyrics: PAZU & electroHippie
Vocals: PAZU & electroHippie & text-to-speach-machine
Blocksounds: electroHippie

Mein Hund und ich
wir sind
der Schwarze Block

Wir ziehen um die Häuser
uns eilt ein Ruf vorraus
Angst regiert die Stadt
Die Nachbarn sind geschockt

Mein Hund und ich
wir sind
der Schwarze Block

Wir ziehen um die Häuser 
uns eilt ein Ruf vorraus
Wir sind wie dunkle Schatten
Angst regiert die Stadt
Die Nachbarn sind geschockt

Ey, Alter, sag mal, ist das überhaupt dein Hund??????

Ja, ne, ja, ne, ne, den habe ich mir von meiner Tochter ausgeliehen!

Der Schwarze Block ist keine geschlossene Gruppe, sondern eine Aktionsform, eine Taktik für Demonstrationen. Die Taktik ist entstanden aus Erfahrungen der Konfrontation mit der Polizei. Durch einheitliche Kleidung, Sonnenbrillen und Kapuzen und durch Front- und Seitentransparente will man kompakt auftreten, nicht identifizierbar sein und Eingriffe der Polizei verhindern.

Diese nicht hierarchisch organisierte Form des Protests – Kleingruppen entscheiden selbst, wie sie handeln – ist in den Achtzigerjahren in der autonomen Szene entstanden, im Kontext von Antifaschismus, Hausbesetzungen und der Auseinandersetzung um Atomkraft.

kein mensch wurde für diese Produktion verletzt 

This song is dedicated to the warrior poodle PAZU. A wonderful little tuft of fur full of joy & energy. 

My dog and I
we are
the black block

We're moving around the houses
a call precedes us
Fear rules the city
The neighbors are shocked

My dog and I
we are
the black block

We're moving around the houses
a call precedes us
We are like dark shadows
Fear rules the city
The neighbors are shocked

Hey, dude, tell me, is that your dog at all??????

Yes, no, yes, no, no, I borrowed it from my daughter!

The black block is not a closed group, but a form of action, a tactic for demonstrations. The tactic arose from experience of confrontation with the police. With uniform clothing, sunglasses and hoods and front and side transparencies, you want to appear compact, not be identifiable and prevent interventions by the police.

This non-hierarchically organized form of protest - small groups decide for themselves how to act - arose in the 1980s in the autonomous scene, in the context of anti-fascism, squatting and the dispute over nuclear power.

no one was hurt for this production 

Der Schwarze Block (Mein Hund und Ich)

Circles

In Two Minds Tbh

Regards croisés à contre temps 
J'ai senti tes yeux sur mes hanches
Nuit d'été suffocante
je me veux entre tes mains ta puissance
A une autre époque je n'osais lever les yeux trop embarrassée, 
J'avais peur de te parler.
J'aimerais résister pour pouvoir provoquer encore 
Ces premières étincelles.
Tu voudrais que je cède
Qu'il n'y ait entre nous que l'espace de nos souffles
Que je sente que tu manques d'air
A proximité de ma bouche
Quand tes lèvres ont effleuré mon épaule nue
j'ai su que nos énergies traceraient les contours de la passion.
Le long de ma colonne j'ai ressenti l'envie de te serrer 
De me coller contre ton buste et d'être à toi.


Tu voudrais

Sensuelle et Minérale (HyLGZ22/ Damga / La Gazelle)

Rest Awhile You Cruel Cares

LYRICS
I was tired I don't know why
I turned my head to see the time
Watched the minutes as they counted down
And thought back on my life

Was it good, well, Who can say
There's nothing here to judge it by
So I keep my clocks wound up all the time
And watch my life slipping by

I never used to worry 'bout the time
There was always something new
And now those wasted days seem such a crime
When I could have been with you.

No-one told me about those aching bones
Grey hair should have been a clue
And now at night we always stay at home
Too tired to move, so weary through and through.

I never used to worry 'bout the time
There was always something new
And now those wasted days seem such a crime
When I could have been with you.

Was it good, well, Who can say
There's nothing here to judge it by
So I keep my clocks wound up all the time
And watch my life just slipping by

Outro

Clocks

Nightmares vs. the breakfast

We define our mornings by what we eat or don't eat.
And the bad dreams of last night are now in the past, 
we come to our senses.

What are dreams made out of?
Is everything really just a memory?

Nightmares versus the breakfast.
The fighting this morning was terrible.

There is a place I keep going back to in my dreams.
But in the morning, I don't remember where it is.

Are dreams a sign of some desire?
Or is it just a collage of memories?

Nightmares versus the breakfast.
I'd rather not mention Mr. Freud.

We live between dreams and dreams.
And it seems we can't choose our dreams.

Perhaps as we get older, the dreams we have change?
Perhaps death is a dream that goes on forever.

Which do you like better, good or bad dreams?
The reality may be even worse.

Nightmares versus the breakfast.
The fighting this morning was terrible.

Nightmare versus Breakfast.
I'd rather not mention Mr. Freud.

Nightmares vs. the breakfast

Your sense of purpose by Jeamland & WÜST

Cast of Characters:
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums, vocals, lyrics, and seed idea 
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– electric guitar, mastering, and seed idea
Mistermark – @user-432503709 – Mark – organ, all instruments in the break (clavinet, bass, electronic drums), as well as production, editing, and mix
Llanpsych-- @llanpsych -- Tez – electric guitar
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – 4-string fretless bass 
The Eclectic Collective -- composition

This song began its life when Ken came to us with a series of drum skeletons about half a year ago with the intent of starting several McDonald's themed songs that The Mysterious Decibel was writing for the group. Well MD had some life getting in the way and then decided to pursue another project full time, leaving us with four solid songs, but without vocals. Ken ended up supplying the solid lead vocals and harmonies you hear the whole way through, with original lyrics that he also wrote.
  But before any of that happened, we got this song together. Stephen was first up, coming up with the main guitar riffs that carry the whole way through. Josh responded quickly to the his guitar parts with some matching bass to go along with it. 
  About this time, Mark heard a funky break in there, and so installed every part of it all on his own, including the clavinet, organ, bass, and drums. Although, Ken is also still playing in the break, as well. When we had it pretty well set, Tez came along and added some fiery guitar to go along with Stephen's. 
  Once we had it in the can, we turned it over to Mark for his expert mix. Stephen mastered it for us, too, for the final, winning touch.
  This ended up being a satisfying product of The Eclectic Collective's teamwork. We hope you enjoyed listening to it as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Original Lyrics by K2 and The Three:

I built my library, by burning it to  the ground
I live my life, through all this singing sound
Can’t remember, what then we should’ve done
It’s up to you, now, you’re the chosen one

Scaling the riverbank
Scaling the riverbank
Scaling the riverbanks
Scaling the riverbanks

Till we reach solid ground
Pit for play dirt(pay dirt)
Muddy water all around
Sift the sandbox
There’s gold in them thar hills
Treasures lying
Skills to pay the bills

Hanging on and on
…. and I, can’t find my way up!

New to you, It’s goo to you
New to you, It’s goo to you
New to you!

Scaling the River Banks
Scale the riverbanks
Scaling the riverbanks till we reach solid ground
Scaling the riverbanks till we reach solid ground

Hanging  on and on
And I can’t find my way up!

Scale the River Banks
Scaling the riverbanks!

Scale the riverbanks!

Scaling The Riverbank (Eclectic Collective)

Made in #Ableton (November 2024)

Genres;
#Ambient
#Electronic
#Pop

Far Away From The Past

Words and Music Dave Rose
Apology for such a sad subject to write a song about but it may resonate with people.
Also I have sung the second verse in French, as I get some plays in France, so apologies if it sounds wrong to French listeners.
Headphones recommended.
Lyrics

No regrets, no memories
of life of love of home of family

They say it's better to have loved and lost than never loved at all
But looking at you now i'm not so sure

Aucun regret, Pas de souviners
De la vie, de l'amour
De la maison, et de famille

They say it's better to have loved and lost than never loved at all
But looking at you now I'm not so sure

But now and then this darkness lifts and a light returns
And this flame that seemed to flicker out ignites again and burns
And a smile returns
And you take my hand 
then say these words...

I've no regrets, I've only memories
Of a life, of love of home of family
I've no regrets.......

No Regrets

Thank you for visiting my Soundcloud site. Enjoy listening to the music.
I appreciate feedback, comments, likes & criticism.

All productions were created in the Center for Mental and Physical Weightlessness using only 100% green electricity from renewable sources.

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Alle Produktionen sind entstanden im Zentrum für psychische und physische Schwerelosigkeit unter ausschließlicher Verwendung von 100% Ökostrom aus regenerativen Quellen.

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