Little to say but... enjoy !!

https://soundcloud.com/janinelevinson: original instrumental theme on keys and drums, vocals.
Ruizzoidman: lyrics, vocals, bass, guitars, production.
Mahatma Ghandi: speech at Inter Asian Conference, 02/04/1947

Lyrics:

A renaissance is needed
in this present we’re living.
Now is the time (2)
Recognising one another
as a friend, as a true brother.
Now is the time (2)
We need empathy…

By sectarian politicians
humankind is being confronted.
Now is the time (2)
Troubles they want us to see,
people live them more easily.
Now is the time (2)
We need pragmatism …

We’re all part of minorities,
the red haired or left handed.
Now is the time (2)
No more talk about left or right,
no more minding if black or white.
Now is the time (2)
We need global thinking …

A renaissance is needed
in this present we’re living.
Now is the time (2)
Love flows freely in every heart.
Revolution inside each one.
Now is the time (2)
We need empathy…

It's The Time (with Janine Levinson)

When I agreed to collab with TRC and started to have ideas about his spacey proposal, I didn't expect he would send me not less than FOURTEEN STEMS ! ! !   A fabulous variety, so I had a complex and funny job mixing them with mine. We got two bass lines going on, but any bass is never too much bass ;)

LYRICS: "ROBOT BLUES"

I'm a robot.
I can sing.
Artificial intelligence
can make me feel.

Then I can understand.
Then I can be like you.
Now I'll play my
Robot Blues.

As I was saying,
be careful, as soon,
you will not be able to distinguish
a human from a lovely lovely lovely lovely machine...

Robot Blues (with Tea Are Sea)

https://soundcloud.com/paco-ray: chord set, guitars, drums.
https://soundcloud.com/ruizzoidman21centurions: bass, lyrics, vocals, pocket sax, production.

Letra  /  Lyrics (Adaptation from a poem I wrote around my 15thBD)

SIEMPRE QUE TE VEO  /  WHENEVER I SEE YOU

Pasma al mirar tu serena  /  Astounds looking at your serene
faz y tu largo cabello,  /  face and your long hair,
y observar rostro tan bello,  /  and observe such a beautiful complexion,
más que asombrar, me enajena.  /  more than astonishing, it alienates me.
Cuando en mi oído resuena  /  When in my ear resonates
tu cálida voz, espero  /  your warm voice, I hope
girarme y verte, pues quiero  /  to turn around and see you, because I want
hacerte saber, mi amor  /  to let you know, my love
que te amo, y mi calor  /  that I love you, and my warmth
ofrecerte por entero.  /  offer to you completely.

Siempre que te veo, intento,  /  Whenever I see you, I try,
con mi mirada, expresarte  /  with my gaze, to express to you
que te quiero. Mi sustento  /  that I love you. My livelihood
es tu sonrisa, son tus ojos  /  is your smile, are your eyes
y tu cara de indecisa.  /  and your indecisive grin.
Si te miro, sonriendo,  /  If I look at you, smiling,
si te sigo, pues queriendo  /  if I follow you, as wanting
poseerte, tengo prisa.  /  to possess you, I’m in a hurry.

Quisiera mirarte, grácil,  /  I’d like to look at you, graceful,
bella y extraña cual hada.  /  beautiful and strange like a fairy.
Cual si no pasara nada,  /  As if nothing was happening,
mirarte, pero no es fácil.  /  to look at you, but it’s not easy.
Quisiera hacerlo con casi,  /  I’d like to do it with almost,
casi inhumano ardor,  /  almost inhuman ardour,
y contemplar con fervor  /  and watch with fervour
tus excitantes y sabios  /  your exciting and wise
pasos, y encender tus labios  /  steps, and turn on your lips
con tiernos besos de amor.  /  with tender kisses of love.

Siempre que te veo…  /  Whenever I see you...

Siempre Que Te Veo (with Paco Ray)

Dick sent me this great instrumental long ago, full of details and different sections. I was too busy then, now I've enjoyed working on it at last !!

https://soundcloud.com/oorlab: composition, drums, bass, synths, guitars... all before 0:20 and most after that.
https://soundcloud.com/ruizzoidman21centurions: lyrics, vocals, lead guitar, pocket sax, and 40 years old school flute.

Letra  / Translated Lyrics:

(Coro:  /  Choir)
De coger café yo vengo  /  From collecting coffee I come
A coger café voy  /  To collect coffee I go

(Solista:  /  Lead:)
Quisiera ver lo que no vi,  /  I’d like to see what I didn’t see,
quisiera ir donde no fui,  /  I’d like to go where I didn’t go,
quisiera hacer lo que nunca hice…  /  I’d like to do what I never did…
… pero veo lo que no se ve,  /  … but I can see what cannot be seen,
voy donde nadie nunca fue,  /  I go where no one ever went,
y hago lo que no hace usted. /  and I do what you don’t do.

Picture by Carlos Duque Rangel: "Recolectores de café"
https://www.artelista.com/obra/2345713654034411-recolectores-de-cafe.html

De Coger Café (with Oorlab)

When https://soundcloud.com/ipg1, historical SC member, offered this open collab from one of his pages: https://soundcloud.com/level-one-up1/unused-multiples-140-bpm-open-for-collab, I was immediately inspired by the modern sound where I felt some rock wanting to get out!
IPG1: Try the link above to find his great prog-nu-hop-trap-track!
RUIZZOIDMAN: guitars, bass, added drums, lyrics from an old poem, vocals, choir.

Letra  /  Translated lyrics

TU AUSENCIA  /  YOUR ABSENCE

(Tu ausencia, tu ausencia…)  /  (Your absence, your absence...)

Hoy que la noche es oscura,  /  Today that the night is dark,
(y estridente)  /  (and strident)
hoy que la noche es brumosa,  /  today that the night is foggy,
hoy que la luna se oculta,  /  today that the moon is hidden,
(largamente)  /  (for long)
la soledad es odiosa.  /  loneliness is hateful.

Hoy que he roto la sonrisa,  /  Today that I broke my smile,
(del pasado)  /  (from the past)
hoy me grita la conciencia  /  today my conscience screams
para acrecentar la prisa,  /  to increase the hurry,
(demasiado)  /  (too much)
careciendo tu presencia.  /  lacking your presence.

El frío de esta noche que ya no es clara,  /  The cold of this night that is no longer clear,
¡el frío de esta noche me llueve tanto!  /  the cold of this night rains on me so much!
y estas gotas que ruedan por mi cara,  /  and these drops that roll down my face,
¿son gotas de lluvia, o son de llanto?  /  are they raindrops, or because of crying?
(¿Son gotas…)  /  (Are they drops...)

Un pasivo gris inunda mi mente,  /  A passive grayness floods my mind,
un gris silencioso que empaña el cielo,  /  a silent grey that steams the sky,
y estos tonos muertos que nadie vierte,  /  and these dead tones that no one pours,
¿son de la tormenta, o por mi duelo?  /  are they from the storm, or from my mourning?
(¿Son de la…)  /  (Are they from the...)

La gélida oscuridad que me viene  /  The cold darkness that comes to me
es la nube fatal de mi existencia,  /  is the fatal cloud of my existence,
pero el frío afilado que me hiere  /  but the sharp cold that hurts me
¿es frío por la noche, o por tu ausencia?  /  is it cold of night, or because of your absence?
(¿Es frío…)   /  (Is it cold...)

Tu Ausencia (with IPG1)

Lyrics, vocals: https://soundcloud.com/modesaboutme & https://soundcloud.com/themysteriousdecibel

Music, production: RUIZZOIDMAN

PARENTAL ADVISORY (with Modes About Me & The Mysterious Decibel)

Get ready for this fabulous adventure !! My 4th work with Joao, inspiring as always !!!

https://soundcloud.com/jowwwafi: instrumental themes and arrangement, percussion, bass, guitars, synths..., production.
https://soundcloud.com/ruizzoidman21centurions: lyrics, vocals, guitars, synths, added sounds, production.
Intro/Outro: traditional music from Congo Republic. Picture: AI.

Translated lyrics (a funny-epic poem when I was 15):

Cacique manda: “¡Ir a cazar!”  /  Chieftain says, "Go hunting!"
Mondongo Gwanda pronto marchar.  /  Mondongo Gwanda soon leave.
Él ha bebido vino y gazpacho;  /  He has drunk wine and gazpacho;
torre ha subido todo borracho.  /  tower has climbed all inebriated.

Gran cazador, Mondongo corre  /  Great hunter, Mondongo runs
ojo avizor desde la torre.  /  watchful eye from the tower.
Cree haber visto una gacela.  /  He thinks he saw a gazelle.
“No me resisto, voy a cogerla.”  /  "I can’t resist, I’ll catch it."

Lleva su lanza, lleva su flecha,  /  He carries his spear, he carries his arrow,
pronto la alcanza y encima se echa.  /  he soon reaches for it, and jumps over.
Su colocón le trae de cabeza,  /  His drunkenness gets him in trouble,
¡el tío torpón falla la pieza!  /  the clumsy guy fails the prey!

 “¡Jopeng!” Exclama Mondongo, duro,  /  "Dang it!" exclaims Mondongo, tough,
enciende llama porque está oscuro.  /  he lights fire because it’s dark.
 “¡Cagonla!” Grita desesperado.  /  "Bullshit!" he screams desperately.
Ya la monita se le ha pasado.  /  The hangover is over already.

Sobrio, Mondongo no se calló,  /  Sober, Mondongo didn’t shut up,
dijo: “En el Congo soy yo el mejor.”  /  he said: "In the Congo I am the best."
Fue lanza en mano tras el animal,  /  He went spear in hand after the animal,
bajo un manzano fuelo a encontrar.  /  under an apple tree he got to find it.

Comiendo estaba tranquilamente,  /  It was eating calmly,
Gwanda acercábase lentamente.  /  Gwanda approached slowly.
Ya que la vio le tiró fuerte;  /  Once he saw it, speared it hard;
tanto la hirió, le dio la muerte.  /  he hurt it so much, caused its death.

Mondongo salta, vuelve al poblado,  /  Mondongo jumps, returns to the village,
alegre canta: “Ya la he cazado”.  /  happy he sings: "I’ve already hunted it".
Mondongo Gwanda llega a casita.  /  Mondongo Gwanda arrives home.
Cacique aguarda, le felicita.  /  Chieftain awaits, congratulates him.

MONDONGO GWANDA (with Jowwwafi)

My old friend Strootman Pianomonster (will post soon on https://soundcloud.com/stroot-246138153) sent me some of his baroque recordings on harpsichord. I've worked on one of them with all the Ruizzoid stuff you can hear, and even translated to Latin one of my old poems!

VOLO OSCULUM TUUM  /  I WANT YOUR KISS

 Volo saxum ad clamare.  /  I want a rock to cry on.  
 Ad gemere, quis saxum.  /  To moan, any rock.  

(Volo osculum tuum ad somniare.  /  I want your kiss to dream.  
 Ad vivere, nisi osculum tuum.  /  For living, just your kiss.)
  
Volo flammam ad queri.  /  I want a flame to scream.  
 Ad pati, quis flammam.  /  To suffer, any flame.  

(Volo osculum tuum…  /  I want your kiss... ) 

 Volo pugionem ad exspirare.  /  I want a dagger to expire.  
 Ad mori quis pugionem.  /  To die, any dagger.  

(Volo osculum tuum…  /  I want your kiss... )

Volo Osculum Tuum (with Strootman on harpsichord)

https://soundcloud.com/windscaleblues: flute x10; clarinet x6; tenor sax x3; soprano sax x2; alto sax x1; oboe x1; bamboo flutes x2; synth; beats (Inspiring original track https://soundcloud.com/windscaleblues/cryptoblues).
RUIZZOIDMAN: lyrics, vocals, guitar.

VENTOSO BLUES A LA PRADERA  /  WINDY BLUES FOR THE PRAIRIE

Pradera, salgo de viaje,  /  Prairie, I go on a trip,
te dejo aquí prisionera.  /  I leave you prisoner here.
Salgo sin prisa, pradera,  /  I leave without hurry, prairie,
seca de hierba salvaje.  /  dry from wild grass.
Dejo este bello paraje,  /  I leave this beautiful place,
este río y su ribera,  /  this river and its bank,
atrapados en la espera  /  trapped in the wait
de recibir su folaje,  /  to receive its foliage,
su frescura y su coraje  /  its freshness and its courage
verde de la primavera.  /  green of the springtime.

Este tren que con seguro  /  This train that with confident
traqueteo de ti me lleva;  /  rattling takes me away from you;
surge el humo de su cueva  /  the smoke arises from his cave
ensuciando tu aire puro.  /  polluting your pure air.
Ya la vía, acero oscuro,  /  So the railway, dark steel,
ya la vía es la prueba,  /  so the railway is the proof,
ya la vía, nieve o llueva,  /  so the railway, may it snow or rain,
debil tú, el acero duro,  /  weak you, the steel hard,
tú la brisa, él el muro,  /  you the breeze, it the wall,
tú la suave, mi pradera.  /  you the soft, my prairie.

De tus flores, la frescura,  /  From your flowers, the freshness,
quieren apagar el fuego  /  they want to extinguish the fire
de la marcha, y así luego  /  of the pace, and so then
mantener fragancia pura,  /  maintain pure fragrance,
mas es tal tu desventura,  /  but your misfortune is such,
tal fuerza del enclavado  /  such strength of the interlocked
metal, que te ha fallado  /  metal, that has failed you
tuya la verde dulzura  /  yours the green sweetness
bajo la realidad dura  /  under the harsh reality
de los rieles plateados.  /  of the silvery rails.


Pic from https://www.thoughtco.com

Ventoso Blues A La Pradera (with The Windscale Blues Experiment)

Unlike our previous two collabs, Dan does lyrics, vocals and lead guitars on an instrumental by me.
I made a 7/4 track for him, knowing he can sail odd waves, and here you are the fantastic result !!

https://soundcloud.com/user-276716031: lyrics, vocals, guitar solos and fills, percussion, artwork on logo by WouWou
https://soundcloud.com/ruizzoidman21centurions: instrumental idea, rhythm guitars, bass, drums

Verse 1:
A promise was made
And It shouldn’t fade
The words were spoken
Then they was broken

We were in the bright sunshine
I thought she was mine
It’s not something you can pawn
And asa now she is gone

I was here forever beau
It was years ago

Verse 2:
But I thought it still held
Like a solid weld

A promise is a promise
Even for a doubting Thomas
It should carry some weight
It doesn’t have an expiration date

But a last I find
That things can unwind
And we are not together
In this Summer weather

Verse 3:
She made her assurance
But I had no insurance
From the broken promise she made
Yes our romance began to fade

Now I am in the dark
What was there was just a spark
Now I Don’t know
Which way to go

No direction in my life
Yes I’m living in such strife
Wondering if life means anything
My joy has no more spring

I am that sad guy you passed by
Not noticing the tears in his eyes

B E T R A Y A L (with Daniel Lockhart)

I spent two years making Punto Ártica album as a whole, and I mostly played my mom’s Spanish guitar in the spare time. This theme and chords got shape with time, without any plan, in some different variations I’ve tried to remember and craft here.

Even a 7/4 vocal section had come up. In the spirit of this new profile, I asked Codi (https://soundcloud.com/noisealter) to adapt my translation of a poem I wrote when my age was about 1/3 than now (see below), and he also sung it with the passion and delivery I was looking for !!

Original poem  /  First translation:

FEBRERO  /  FEBRUARY

Efe de frío, Febrero,  /  ‘F’ for Freeze, February,
tiempo de ocio y ventura  /  leisure and venture time.
Sueño, guitarra, lectura,  /  Sleep, guitar, reading,
paso intermedio.  /  intermediate step.

Tiempo de amigos y risas  /  Time for friends and laughter,
de descanso e ilusión  /  of rest and illusion
de esperanza y ocasión,  /  of hope and opportunity,
muere la prisa.  /  the rush dies.

Febrero de nacimiento,  /  February of birth,
pausa para el estudiante.  /  pause for the student.
Los problemas van delante,  /  The problems go ahead,
estoy contento.  /  I’m happy.

F E B R U A R Y (vocals by Codi from NoiseAlter)

New site after E-Ruizzo: https://soundcloud.com/esemanolain-ruizzo

Many thanks to Alex https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
and Richal https://soundcloud.com/rickitansky for their fantastic pics !!

RUIZZOIDMAN

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