COME IN WITH THE FIRE

Song about love as a shelter against inclemency of life (translated lyrics below).

By means of some weather sounds, I oppose precise dark parts to more colored ones, with serious work till 3:25 when I had fun jamming, so you can skip to 4:20 & enjoy great outro !!

Clarinet was borrowed from my sister for summer practice. Reed & keywork managing is difficult for a beginner, & home cohabitance was set on serious risk, but with painful effort I got something presentable, or so I hope, as not willing to repeat soon...

Pic: edited eyefish photo taken by my other sister during one of my hard summer rehearsals.

LETRAS / LYRICS

ENTRA SIN MIEDO / COME IN WITHOUT FEAR

Fuera hay truenos; / Outside there are thunders;
entra sin miedo. / come in without fear.

Fuera hay viento; / Outside there is wind;
entra corriendo. / come rush in.

Soy tu refugio protector; / I am your protective shelter;
entre mis brazos estarás mejor: / whithin my arms you’ll be better:
ven a buscar mi calor. / come to find my warmth.

Dentro hay fuego; / Inside there is fire;
entra a verlo. / come in to see it.

Dentro te espero, / Inside I wait for you,
entra sin miedo. / come in without fear.

ER22HC02 - (C) Ruizzo 1995 - (R) Francés Records;) 2014

Entra sin miedo (No clarinet was harmed)

WORLD CAN BE SO BEAUTIFULL... LIFE  COULD BE SO WONDERFULL... BUT SO MANY ACT AS A FOOL.....
Lyrics Vocals Mix > Special Cecilia

"How Wonderfulll is the Nature & all the living creatures
such Beautifull landscapes, arts & architectures 
There is Treasures all over the Earth 
and 
Life could be  so Beautifull
Life could be So Wonderfull
But So many act as a fool

Eyes they don't see, Ears they don't ears 

Oh Why oh Why I don't know why

So much people  they are go blind
they don't want see the light
prefering live with blinkers 

So much People they are go deaf
they are little minded
don't want ear the truth & the right
they tell & believe so much lies

Life could be  so Beautifull
Life could be So Wonderfull
But So many act as a fool

Heart they don't Love, Soul they don't Feel

Oh Why oh Why I don't know why

Some people seems so  heartless
they think they are the best
just look their own interest
don't care about the rest

Some people seems so Souless   
not living in the fullness
just living in the flesh

Life could be  so Beautifull
Life could be So Wonderfull
But So many act as a fool

Oh Why oh Why I don't know why.....

How Wonderfulll is the Nature & all the living creatures
such Beautifull landscapes, arts & architectures 
There is Treasures all over the Earth 
and 

Life could be  so Beautifull
Life could be So Wonderfull"

COULD BE SO WONDERFULL ...

カタストロフ【Catastrophe】2020Re

Wanted to create a track that would make you get up and dance!

Enjoy!

Take Me Away

It sure seems there's always malice in the palace. Either you’re in the palace causing malice or you’re trying to stop the malice. In both cases there's still malice in the palace. As subjects, we have to live with that malice, so get out and vote. And if voting doesn’t make a difference, get out there and storm the palace, but only for a cause I believe in, lol. 

I love roots reggae and am stuck in the period between '68 and '82. Don’t get me wrong, ska is great, and I lump rocksteady into my preferred period of reggae. And I am not saying I don’t appreciate later periods of reggae and dancehall. I did enjoy the 90s dancehall that often went along with golden era hip hop. But I will always like 70s roots reggae best. I must be old. 

Thanks SoundCloud friends for making roots reggae with me and helping me LARP my musical fantasies. You're all the best! May everyone live out their rock star dreams.

Joerxworx: Horns
https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx
D. D. Danahy: Keyboards 
https://soundcloud.com/darren-d-danahy
Heartscore: Guitar
https://soundcloud.com/heartscore
Jon Lock: Bass and Guitar
https://soundcloud.com/jon-lock-5
Bitzone: Drums and Percussion
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Mixing and Mastering
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
The Chaos Cookhouse Studio
https://chaoscookhouse.bandcamp.com
Wou-Wou & Wormling: Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling

Trodding in this world of inequity 
People dying in the city
Kings in palaces show no pity
There’s malice in the palace 
There’s malice in the palace
Queen Majesty let’s lick up the chalice
I wanna hear I wanna hear what you can tell us 
And don’t you try to quell us
Or we’ll be storming up the citadel, yes! 
You’ve got to be pure of heart and pure mind
Cause blessed are the pure in heart
So you’ve got to live clean
If you know what I mean
There’s malice in the palace
We’re storming the citadel, yes!
And in the end, the last shall be first, and the first last 
For many shall be called, but few shall be chosen
Trodding in this world of inequity 
People are dying in the city
And kings in palaces dem show no pity
There’s malice in the palace 
There’s malice in the palace
Queen Majesty let’s lick up the chalice
I wanna hear I wanna hear what you can tell us 
So whoever knows the right thing to do and fails to do it
For him it is sin
And that is the way of the righteous
For the path may be rocky
But the conscious can remain clean
If you know what I mean
There’s malice in the palace 
And we’re storming the citadel, yes!
For many are called, but few are chosen
There’s malice in the palace 
There’s malice in the palace, 
Queen Majesty let’s lick up the chalice
I wanna hear I wanna hear what you have to say
And don’t you lie to us
Or we’ll be climbing the citadel, yes!
Or we’ll be climbing the citadel 
There’s too much inequity 
So don’t you try quell
Do good things for in due season we will reap
So do not grow weary in doing good, y’all
And the fruit of the spirit is love, goodness, and peace 
And against such things there is no law
Living in the righteous way is no flaw
There’s Malice in da palace
And We’re storming the citadel
We’re storming the citadel, yes!
For many are called, but few are chosen
There’s Malice in da palace
There’s Malice in da palace
There’s Malice in da palace
There’s Malice in da palace
Trodding in this world of inequity 
people dying in the city
Kings in palaces dem show no pity
And we’re all going to be storming the citadel, yes!
So Queen Majesty
I wanna have a word with you and lick up da chalice
I wanna hear, I wanna hear, I wanna hear what you have to say
There’s Malice in da palace
There’s Malice in da palace
And don’t you try to quell us
There’s Malice in da palace
Keep your heart with all vigilance, for from it flow the springs of life

Joerxworx, D.D.Danahy, Heartscore, Jon Lock, Bitzone, Russ, the Couch King -  Malice In The Palace

BECAUSE YOU TAKE YOUR LIFE IN STRIDE

Because you take your life in stride

Because you aren’t afraid to kiss the dirt

Because a mind no other mind should try
to fool has always failed to fool your heart

But most because no best is quite so good 
you don’t conceive a better, 
and because no evil is so worse than 
worst you fall in hate with love

Human one mortally immortal I
can turn immense all time’s because to why

– e.e. cummings

In Stride

The old music chamber
Written, recorded, and mixed by Tim Griffis November 2020
Trying to write an instrumental with a jazz vibe that smells like cigarettes and booze.....;-)
Sorry for the squeaky strings.
Thanks to @mrcagey for feedback on an early draft - always appreciate that. 
Mix 1: November 11, 2020

Technical Details
Recorded at Princeton Studio

Guitars
Guild DV-52 acoustic - acquired in Vancouver, Canada in 2000
Fender Stratocaster
Fender Squire Bass

Microphones
1. ambient room mic (TLM67)
2. close mic acoustic (AKG C414 XLS)
3. close mic acoustic (Shure 57A)

Drums: arranged by TG
Software: Pro Tools

Mixer: API 24 channel summing mixer (8200/7800)
Stereo Bus processing (API EQ and API compressor)
Final mix down to a MARA MCI JH110 1/4inch 2-track at 30 ips using ATR Master Tape.

The old music chamber

Always loved this tune so much. I struggle with reaching some of the keys that Wilson and Pierce hit, but I am having a lot of fun. My cousin used to blast this song when I was a kid. 

HELP! The devil's in my car.
HELP! The devil's in my car.
HELP! The devil's in my car.
Ho, devil's in my car, whoa please
PLEASE! Leave me alone!

We're really tearin' tar.
We're goin' 90 miles an hour.
Ho! He's drivin' me crazy.
He's drivin' me to Hell now.

He's pointing his pitchfork at me.
He's in the front seat of my car!
He's taking over!
Oo, he ripped my upholstry.
He's at the wheel,
HELP! The devil's in my car.
HELP! He's drivin' too far.

(scream!) Ooooooh!

Whoooa!

I can't lock the door,
I can't put on my safety belt.
There's nothing for me to do but yell HELP!
Devil's in my car!
I'm goin' to Hell in my old Chevrolet,
I don't know which way.
Oh, HELP! Devil's in my car!
Yeah, yeah. He's gone too far.
I won't see ya tomorrow.
I won't see ya anymore.
He's got his cloven hoof on the clutch.
Oh! Ow! I'm sitting on his tail.

Oh-Ohh, I don't wanna go to Hell.
(I don't wanna go to the devil.)
He's in my car, in my car, in my car.

Ohhhh-waaaaahhh!

The radio gives me static,
there's nothing on my CB.
Oh, HELP! the devil's in my car.
Oh, he's in my car. He's in my car.
The devil's in my car.
We're turning off the road.
Oh! Where ya taking me devil?
Oh! He's grinning door to door.
He's got his cloven hoof on the clutch.
HELP ME!
Oh, I don't wanna go to Hell.
(I don't wanna go to the devil.)
He's in my car.

Freeway to Hell.
We're burning up the road.
Freeway to Hell. (Right through the tollbooth)
We're burning up the road.
Freeway to Hell. (Right through the guardrail)
We're burning up the road.
Freeway to Hell. (Across the median)
We're burning up the road.
Freeway to Hell. (Would you slow down?)
We're burning up the road.

I've got the devil juice in my CARburater!
I've got the devil in my cigarette lighter.
I don't need no battery (I got the devil in my car).
In my car. In my car-oh!
In my car
In my car
In my car
In my car
In my car

Devil in My Car (B-52s)

@psychometal @psychosmoker @followersofpsychometal
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Life is a lie in disguise
all alone she cries tonight
it's the end nothing left
nothing at all
die on your knees
and beg for forgiveness
Cry out of your eyes
another lie you don't have a witness
this can't be the end
look around you know
i don't have no friends
Fuck Um
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Whisper something that just makes you sad
but that's life something you will never have
tell me how it feels being so low
standing on the edge and then you let go
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Hide from the truth twisted youth 
and it's going dim
the drugs make you think
that it all will be ok
when you're done with the drugs
and the pain finally seeps it's way in
Hug me before i'm gone
another song that you didn't hear
but i love you anyways
i wouldn't change a thing about you
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Whisper closely tell me how you feel
is it ok or is it getting real
tell me now if it's gone bad
nothing i can do it's sad

whisper something that just makes you sad
but that's life something you will never have
tell me how it feels being so low
standing on the edge and then you let go
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P.M.

Bad Things

Forgiveness

Forgiveness (Prod. PsYcHoSmOkEr)

Little Snake

Original Composition / Live Guitar / Bass / Production : Chris Dargay
Live Drums : Scott Tumino
Lyrics / Vox : Tracy Dahl Cucuzza
E.O.S. 2020

RiverTown (Vox - Bass -Demo)

I dedicated the song "Monique" to two women: 
First of all to my grand aunt Monique, who was murdered as a Jew by the Nazis in Auschwitz. I know her only from photos and the anecdotes of my mother. Through her tragic life story, her unique face with the big, jet-black eyes, I still feel connected to her today. 
In this song I imagined meeting her shortly before her gassing in Auschwitz. How I accompanied her to the gas chambers, how we got to know each other a little before the inevitable happened.  
      
Secondly, this song is dedicated to another Monique. Her stage name was "Barbara" and she was a charismatic French chanson singer. What would I have given to be at one of her concerts. But when she had her big time, especially in the 1960s, I was still much too young. So all I have left are their Youtube videos, of which I would like to put a link here: 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KPPZMyMNQCM

Her face and her eyes, her charisma and expression remind me so much of my grand aunt.  Like her, she was a Jewish woman of French descent. And with songs like "Göttingen" she contributed significantly to an understanding between the Jews and the land of the perpetrators- Germany.  

Lyrics in English:

Monique

I visited you in Auschwitz, 
Cursed this freezing cold murder place

See you coming with the gas chamber train 
Only one photo at my place with your face

Your deep black eyes look at me
Already as a child they magically fascinated me

I go to you, take you in my arms 
In the coldness of killing we both get warm

We go together, you tell me about you 
Of your life, your joys, your pain

And you listen to me 
Get to know me briefly

The butchers, they wave
The shadows, they sink down

We both still have some time left 
The cruel suffering is already approaching

You show me the brooch in the photo 
You show me how you move your hands to play the piano

The time fold now pulls you away from me
There to the shameful brick building
I can only look after you
You disappear in there 

Gassed and burned
But unforgettably burned into my soul


Deutscher Originaltext:

Monique

Hab` Dich in Auschwitz besucht 
Diesen eiskalten Mord-Ort verflucht

Seh` Dich da kommen, mit dem Gaskammer-Zug 
Nur ein Foto bei mir mit Deinem Gesicht

Deine tiefschwarzen Augen schaun` mich an
Schon als Kind zogen sie mich magisch in den Bann

Ich geh` zu Dir hin, nehm` Dich in den Arm 
In der Kälte des Mordens wird uns beiden warm

Wir gehen zusammen, Du erzählst mir von Dir 
Von Deinem Leben, Deinen Freuden, Deinem Schmerz

Und Du hörst mir zu. Lernst mich kurz kennen

Die Schlächter, sie winken
Die Schatten, sie senken sich ab

Noch haben wir beide etwas Zeit 
Heran rückt schon das grausame Leid

Du zeigst mir die Brosche, die auf dem Foto trägst 
Du zeigst mir wie Du Deine Hände zum Klavierspiel bewegst

Die Zeitfalte zieht Dich nun fort von mir
Dorthin zu dem Schand-Backsteinbau
Ich kann Dir nur nachsehen
Du verschwindest dort drin 

Vergast und verbrannt
Doch unvergeßlich in meine Seele eingebrannt

Monique

Monique (Lyrics in English in the Intro to the Track....)

Fallen Angel

Mary , Queen of Scots (8 December 1542 – 8 February 1587), also known as Mary Stuart, queen of Scotland (1542–67) and queen consort of France (1559–60). Her unwise marital and political actions provoked rebellion among the Scottish nobles, forcing her to flee to England, where she was eventually beheaded as a Roman Catholic threat to the English.
The scene to the soundtrack:
In the May sunshine, Mary and her 2nd husband Lord Darnley her cousin went to ride to the Scottish
woodlands.It all seemed like a dream, the wild ride, the strange smells and sounds.
They should have a race. Mary loved to ride and to ride fast. A horn sounded, it notes oddly out of
place where no hunters were.

Music : Lillithe 2020
Vocals: Ghosthack
www.Ghosthack.de
Remastering: Paploviante

Mary Stuart / Lillithe Production

https://youtu.be/UHCLGRrcZo0

This song was inspired (or should that be triggered?) by half a dozen hunters in pink baseball caps I saw the other day.  Though I don’t think it is really about ‘meat eating’ or ‘gun control’, I suspect it is about something else. 


There’s a gun totin’ meathead at my door
Gun totin’ meathead at my door
Gun totin’ misanthrope
Not holding out a lot of hope
Wonder what he is looking for?

Should I open up, talk politely, build rapport?
With this gun totin’ meathead at my door
Trouble is with misanthropes
It takes a lot to float their boats
I think I might just head for the back door

Just about to hit the sack
When this knuckle head turns up
Pop the trunk on that dam Pontiac
Slips his A.K. out the bag
Puts a clip in, yeah, like that
What fuckin’ baseball cap?

There’s a gun totin’ meathead at my door
Gun totin’ meathead at my door
Gun totin’ misanthrope
Not holding out a lot of hope
I think I may have told you that before

There’s a gun totin’ meathead at my door
Gun totin’ meathead at my door
Gun totin’ misanthrope
Not holding out a lot of hope
Wonder what he is looking for?

Gun totin’, gun totin’
Gun totin’ misanthrope knocking at my door

Shsh..

I said, gun totin’, gun totin’
There’s a gun totin’ misanthrope knocking at my door

Gun Totin' Misanthrope

Demo Tracks fps 913

Filtered Sunlight

Too close to home is the second track to be taken from my elements e.p and solo project 
To overcome darkness and isolation we have to reset our-selfs  from within and find the light its humanity against the elements but nature will always find a way and win [Jim mystic manser nov 2020]
lyrics 
The pressure cookers boiling and we got to close to home
 society has been spoiling all the things we loved and known 
locked down and now you say your missing having fun
just a way of nature telling you shes done
is it me ? looking too a grey and empty sea
is it you ? doesnt have a clue what we supposed to do
and now its all to close to home
they say your better off alone 
and i keep running from the storms 
to find a place thats safe and warm

put my arms and legs into the rain and in the air
frustrated travellers you arent going anywhere
just a slice of fiction now its getting hard to laugh
like a faded actor who hides an autograpth
is it us? making to much fuss to get from A to B
or is it me living in this life of novel mysteries

all tracks and music written by Jim Manser 2020

Too close to home

Too Close To Home

https://music.apple.com/us/album/nuts-single/1842374018
https://open.spotify.com/intl-ja/album/6l4Z7AM2LCNpGf3XFT9gVW
https://touchofthewood.bandcamp.com/track/nuts

My daughter and I made this melody. It was kind of “formal “ song. I arranged this as “funny” one this time and she was not quite happy at first.  But I beg her and beg her and beg her, finally she said OK to release this and did the drawing for this.

Nuts

Written by Jay Verkamp (mainly based on his dream), Tony Ciulla, Evan Caffee, Kyo Arakane
Tony Ciulla on bass and vocals
Kyo on midi edit and mix down

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Verse 1
15 Princess Brides / sit quietly on the hillside / smelling all the flowers / awaiting their surprise

Approaching from the village / the knights in shining armour / crusading for the king / they never meant to harm her


Chorus
14 Princess Brides / Oh, they’re so alive! (X4)

Verse 2
14 Princess Brides / Marching through the town / happy flower festival / kissing on the ground

Approaching from the city hall / the knights in shining armour / Somebody get the mayor / they never meant to harm her!

Chorus
14 Princess Brides / Oh, they’re so alive! (X4)

Breakdown (8 bars)

Chorus
14 Princess Brides / Oh, they’re so alive! (X4)

14 princess brides (Vocal Tony Ciulla)

Hi ! Long time no see (almost a year) but I've been there listening to your fabulous tracks. As I'm concern if I been that much quiet since so many times the reason is simple : no inspiration at all, almost a year as I said without anything to share, arrange or give to all of you.

But still so many of of you have kept listening / commenting and sharing my tracks ; new people came in and I still can't believe all the love I have any day, any time from this community.

Less talk, more music, been working on this one since three month now but, is forcing himself to compose is better than wait for the right time to make it ? I let you judge.

Anyway, there is the fourth piece of the Green Side Chromatic EP ; one left for it. More to come soon I hope.

Love, 

Rahab.

The Bard, The Witch And The Moon

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 !!

COME IN WITH THE FIRE

RUIZZOIDMAN