Name: BLACKSTUFF WIP Mix 1.12725 by Ruby LaRue
Duration: 4 min 31 s
Description: About the depths of depression that I call the blackstuff. Happens to all of us, the trick is escaping.

nice! guitars,bass. vocals,drums  everything matches perfectly! Nicely arranged,too!

the curse of the creative mind or somewhere in between. cool track

Yep, I go there from time to time but, but as you mention the trick is escaping. Nice writing for sure.

Great catchy vocal lyric track..great guitar..perfectly executed..captivating & passionate harmonization..excellent mix & recording production!

Home ... ce n'est pas juste un lieu !..      It's not just a place  ! 
                                                                                                                   Composition et  Interprétation  Voix Piano  2015  ( Elena )                                                  
Arrangements et Production  2024 ( Pascal )
Thanks for listening with good headphones  🙂
Paroles ( Elena )  in English et traduction en Français 
Drowning out the lies
That I have seen
There's a single truth
I still believe in

Melting the darkness like starlight
Shining so bright in the night

If I ever go astray
I won't fear 'cause your love has paved the way
That leads home to myself

Clouds have turned to grey
The skies we painted blue
As the thunder rolls
I think of you

Melting the cold in your sweet embrace
There is no storm I can't face

If I ever go astray
I won't fear 'cause your love has paved the way
That leads home
And if the lights just go away
I won't fear 'cause your love will shine the way
That leads home to myself

En noyant les mensonges
Que j’au vus, 
Il y a une seule vérité 
En laquelle je crois toujours 

Qui fait fondre l’obscurité comme la lumière des étoiles 
Qui brille si fort dans la nuit .

Si jamais je m’égare
Je n’aurai pas peur car ton amour a ouvert la voie 
Qui mène à moi même .

Les nuages ont fait devenir gris
Le ciel que nous avons peint en bleu .
Alors que le tonnerre gronde 
Je pense à toi 

Qui fait fondre le froid dans ta douce étreinte.
Il n’y a pas de tempête à laquelle je ne puisse faire face.

Si jamais je m’égare 
Je n’aurai pas peur car ton amour a ouvert la voie 
Qui mène à moi même ,
Et si les lumières s’éteignent 
je n’aurai pas peur car ton amour éclairera la voie
Qui mène à moi même .

Home 🦋     ( Echosonica - Prod Pb )

About the depths of depression that I call the blackstuff. Happens to all of us, the trick is escaping. 

BLACKSTUFF WIP Mix 1.12725

Demo written, performed, and produced in Logic by Kate E. Stanton 2/15/25
No scientific method for the soul. 
Song Number 8 #FAWM

Nothing to Prove

She’s got nothing to prove, 
she’s got nothing left to lose.
Burned every bridge that wasn't halfway
she’s learned this.

Why should she listen to you?
Why would she listen to me?

She has danced in the dark, now she finally breathes.
Every step she takes sets her soul free.
Every breath she inhaled makes her believe.

There’s only One she’ll kneel to.
She’s got wounds that They can heal, too.
Every shadow she’s faced helped her ghosts erase
And she’s owned this.

Why should she listen to you?
Why should she listen to me?

All opinions drown authenticity.
Now the echoes of war cry out for the way
she beats them into a pulp by telling the truth

She’s got nothing to prove, she’s got nothing left to lose.
No more battles to fight no more sides to choose
and she’s earned this.

Nothing to Prove

A Jeff Beer composition, performed live for SWR radio at the Baden-Baden SWF studio.

Life Is Only (SWR Session - 1973)

It's a song about those moments when the world amazes me- when the beauty and mystery of the world around me knocks me over.
Specifically, wandering back from the Old Town in Hastings after a couple of drinks on a lovely Summer night. The picture is one of my lino prints and shows Tackleway in Hastings, along with one of the badgers we see all the time round here, and are mentioned in the song.

Wonders and Sighs

Demo...better use Headphones... I came up with the story and wrote the lyrics
H. Stytz :  comp, guitars, leadvocals,arrangement
P.Harriman: bass , back.vocals ,add. arrangement
Pee Gee:      lyrics

When love stepped into my life it was like walking on air
I almost touched the sky.. it felt so good up there
Like an angel in high spirits on top of a cloud
It was a question of time when I would kiss the ground
Do you remember what you told me somewhere way back when
That we would go together through thick and thin
Like the flow of the water at the turn of the tide
I´m beginning to worry if you´re still on my side
Are you still on my side...on my side ?
Do you remember what you told me somewhere way back when
That we would go together through thick and thin
Do you remember what you promised  somewhere way back when
Baby, are you honest when your lips touch my skin
Like the flow of the water at the turn of the tide
I´m beginning to worry if you´re still on my side
Are you still on my side.......?  
Like the flow of the water at the turn of the tide
I´m beginning to worry if you´re still on my side
Are you still on my side....?

Are You Still On My Side     H.Stytz,P.Harriman

URBAN SOULS. is a mix of genres,Jazz and ambient, a walk through the maze of streets where each one reveals its soul....

URBAN SOULS. 🎧

I used to work in a municipal council depot in the late 1980’s and met some brilliant characters. Ronnie was one of them - he used to walk 3 miles each way to work/home. He had interesting views on life! It’s a bleak folk song but with some humour thrown in. They all used quite fruity/earthy expressions and I wanted to capture some of that. I hope you enjoy it. Mastered by RCD Digital. 
Lyrics 

Cough up the green, like a dying mans wheeze 
Mould on the walls, there’s no enjoyment 
Clothes so damp, they’ll rot your bones
It’s all frustration and disappointment 

Life is a sore that never heals

Day after day it’s just
Walk to work, pick up them bags 
Throw them in as the packerplate screeches 
Home, eat, soak my plums if I’m lucky, then sleep
But it’s still dark when I wake up! 

In all weather we work, shine, snow and rain
Fevers and puking, we push through the pain
But don’t think the boss will let you be late 
The old man will lose it and show you the gate!!

Life is a sore that never heals

Day after day it’s just
Walk to work, pick up those bags
Throw them in as the packer plate screeches 
Home, eat, sink some pints if I’m lucky
And sleep, but it’s still dark when I wake up 

And the great and the good, shiny and monied
their perfect kids with daddy and mummy 
What’s it to me where they live, what they do
How they’re doing in school, or where they holiday to?
I don’t care , it’s not my life
Leave me alone! 

And now there’s lots of management around
To save some money and cut some rounds
But there’s only so much these old bones can take
Push me too hard and the old back will break

Scratch cards! Yeah scratch cards
Thank God for scratch cards 
One lucky match,  I break free
But until then, it’s the same old routine

Day after day it’s just
Walk to work 
Pick up those bags
Throw them in as the packer plate screeches 
Home, eat, sit and rest if I’m lucky 
Then sleep, but it’s still dark when I wake up! 

James Whiteman copyright (lyrics 2017; music 2025)

Ronnie’s Lament (The Loader)

Amber Galactic

Cruisin’ down 75 with the top rolled back,
Ray-Bans on and her boots up on the dash.
That sundress swayin’, Lord, have mercy,
That peach so sweet, drippin’ down like honey.
She’s got that slow-roll, two-step shake,
Like a backroad rhythm on a tailgate break…
She’s my Georgia peach, ripe and gold,
Sugar so sweet, gonna take my soul.
When she walks by, every heart beats fast,
Like a summer storm rollin’ in too fast.
She’s my Georgia peach, fresh off the vine,
Lord, she’s fire, and she’s mine!
Moonlight glow, yeah, she’s shinin’ bright,
Spinnin’ me ‘round in the neon light.
Slide guitar cryin’, bass walkin’ mean,
That thing back there got a mind of its own, it seems.
She’s got that slow-roll, two-step shake,
Like a backroad rhythm on a tailgate break…
She’s my Georgia peach, ripe and gold,
Sugar so sweet, gonna take my soul.
When she walks by, every heart beats fast,
Like a summer storm rollin’ in too fast.
She’s my Georgia peach, fresh off the vine,
Lord, she’s fire, and she’s mine!
From the Chattahoochee to the neon glow,
Ain’t a soul in the room that don’t already know…
She’s my Georgia peach, ripe and gold,
Sugar so sweet, got me losin’ control.
When she moves, yeah, the whole world stops,
Like a steel-string slide on a country rock bop!
She’s my Georgia peach, smooth and fine,
And Lord, I’m hers, and she’s mine!
Yeah, that Georgia heat ain’t got nothin’ on her,
That peach too good to let go, that’s for sure…


Georgia Peach

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Just a couple of songwriters trying to find our way. Blessed with some INCREDIBLE musician friends (Tim Pierce, Matt Laug, Jimmy Z, Arlan Schierbaum, Bill Churchville, Rafael Padilla, Michael Parnell) that create the musical magic of Ruby LaRue!  Steve Valenzuela is our trusted engineer and studio Producer Guru. We'd be lost without them. We share our music during the mix process and welcome everyone's 2 cents. Thanks for listening! Rock on......Follow us on Instagram : https://www.instagram.com/rubylarueofficial/

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