SLY PROPOSALS

SHINOBU/Voice THEHIRO/Guitar Arrangement
Live !

Hallelujah

Carried Away oh?

Songster version was a little ‘copla’ about not being able to be with, nor without, a loved person.  As usual, I’ve ‘upgraded’ it, process from which you only get the final result, normally. 

But, following lyrics’ contradictions, I not only serve parts with different levels of (dis)order in heavy rock - flamenco sauce, but raw vs very cooked parts as well, starting with the improvised phone recording of the very first idea I had to develop the song, so please excuse my failures and noises.

Letra  /  Translated lyrics:

Te veo venir (No te vuelvas a ir)  /  I know where you're coming from (Don’t you leave again)

Te veo venir,                                                 /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes con esa carita de pena,        /  when you come with that sweet sad face,
te veo venir,                                                  /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes llorando sin que te duela,     /  when you come crying without any pain,

te veo venir (x3)                                            /  I know where you're coming from, (x3)

Te veo venir,                                                 /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando dices que quieres hablar conmigo,  /  when you say that you want to talk to me,
te veo venir,                                                  /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando quieres estar al lado mío,                /  when you want to be by my side,

te veo venir (x3)                                           /  I know where you're coming from, (x3)

Te veo venir,                                                 /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes con esa carita de pilla,          /  when you come with that sweet sly face,
te veo venir,                                                  /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes con esa sonrisa, chiquilla,    /  when you come with that smile, little girl,

te veo venir (x3)                                            /  I know where you're coming from, (x3)

ER33FI03 RUIZZO©1996 – FRANCÉS RECORDS®2016


Factor Integrante

Te veo venir (No te vuelvas a ir)

To Marielle

"Love and its tourments"

01 - NI - Session Guitarist - Picked Acoustic - Flageolets
02 - OT - Layers - Woodwinds Chords Min Sustains
03 - OT - TMI - Winds of The Past
04 - Audio Imperia - Nucleus - Solo Cello - Legato Advanced
05 - Audio Imperia - Nucleus - Solo French Horn - Legato Advanced
06 - SA - WE - A Simple Start
07 - Sonuscore - The Orchestra Complete - Cello Staccato - Choir Female Staccato - Viola Sul Pont Spiccato - Viola Staccato - Horn Sustain
08 - UVI - FALCON - VOKLM - Awash Grain

In Your Eyes

Video: https://youtu.be/aybjo_nPHqg 

Music: Wypernet soundcloud.com/wypernet/tracks
Lyrics and vocal: Lukowig https://soundcloud.com/user-407534243/tracks www.facebook.com/Lukowig/ twitter.com/Lukowig

Douce Bretagne
ta chantante campagne
loin de moi les rires éloigne
et mon cœur étreint dans ta poigne
s'exile vers le bagne...

Besoin de ses baisers...
Je t'ai rebaptisée
"terre d'exil" !..
Je suis son ex-il.

Douce Bretagne
quoi que j'en groigne
je t'ai choisi j'en témoigne
pour que ma solitude je soigne
payant ainsi sans épargne
les pots cassés sans hargne !

Gémit dans cette ville
mon romantique cœur vil
désert comme une île
comme toi terre d'exil... 

... je suis son ex-il.

Terre d'exil (with video: link in description) [Wypernet and Lukowig]

The poodle is dreaming about some dorian bendings and slidings on the acoustic guitar. 
Follow for more acoustic guitar tracks.

Gear I use:
Taylor Guitar 414
Elixir Strings
Thalia Capo
Allen&Heath Mixer
Garageband
Korg Minilogue xd
Lewitt, Audiotechnica and Shure mics

If you have any questions please feel free to ask them

Poodle´s Dream Doodle

Music by Julien Morency & Sebastiano Quiri @fleursonseaux
Photo by Sebastiano Quiri

When we started this collaboration, like everyone on this planet, we were hit by the pandemic and the effects on our lives.  Earth stopped for a moment and we could feel her heartbeat ...and with it the will to overcome anything!

Lorsque nous avons commencé cette collaboration, comme tout le monde sur cette planète, on a été frappé par la pandémie est tout ce que ça a changé dans nos vies. La Terre s'est arrêtée pendant un moment et on pouvait ressentir son battement de coeur....et avec lui la volonté de tout surmonter!

Pulsearth

Video

Pulsearth (feat. Fleursonseaux)

Listen to St. Clement while watching Lance Mountain skateboard in the 1984 skateboarding film, The Bones Brigade Video Show here: https://www.facebook.com/couchkingpresents/videos/715433375670753/

I had been really wanting to make new music with Calebass. I have been making a lot of songs that lean more heavily toward hip hop the last couple years and felt like heading back toward the direction of my earlier years on SoundCloud. Luckily Calebass was willing and ready and the music flowed easily and steadily. Jon did an amazing job adding an element of jazz with his bass and Janine really awakened the psychedelic spirit and Age of Aquarius with her vocals. It was extra bonus to have both Sinfields participate in this song making this a real SC family affair. Lyrically, I was inspired by the children’s book, Ox-Cart Man, which I love, and all the felt mouse toys I recently made for my cat at my daughter’s request. 

Thanks for all your years of listening everyone!

This is dedicated to the joys of making things at home.

Calebass: Guitars and Song Image / Art
https://soundcloud.com/calebass
Jon Lock: Bass
https://soundcloud.com/jon-lock-5
Janine Levinson: Vocals
https://soundcloud.com/janinelevinson 
Alex Collett Sinfield: Saxaphone
https://soundcloud.com/alex_collett_sinfield 
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, and Production
musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Mix and Master
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
The Chaos Cookhouse: Studio
https://chaoscookhouse.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:

Felt
Of natural fibers  
Pelt 
Nature’s the provider  

Sheep and goats and muskoxen
Wool and cashmere qiviut 
Nothing that’s a toxin only
Simply as god giveth
Dyes of plants and insects 
Cochineal that’s rich and intense
I light up the incense 
As you gather up our projects
Single felting needle
Scissors from the cupboard
We are crafting peoples
Churning our own butters

Lalalalalalala
Lalalala
Lalalalalalala
Lalalala

Saint Clement fleeing from his city
Felted wool upon his blistered piggies

Accidentally felted 
From moisture and friction 
It took the shape of
Socks 
Accidentally felted 
From the moisture and friction 
It took the shape of
Socks

I dry skins in my oven 
Till the thin fur turns 
Orange summon 
Urnamman as smoke drifts to heaven
Waking up the legends battling 
Over bragging rights to the origins 
The color of carrot  
Felt hoods dyed and blocked 
To make hats 
I inhale the vapors  
And see the stories come to life 
As a small white cat adhered to a board 
Acts out the dreams of a young child bored 
In a mad scene 
Of scientists looking for a vaccine 
To score points for the lord of carotene 
Off with his head

Calebass, Jon Lock, Janine Levinson, Alex and Russell Sinfield & the Couch King - St. Clement

This is a track on the subject of disturbing uncertainty, but with hope for the best in the future. Music Composed/Produced by Guitarbeard © 2020

Buy https://guitarbeard.bandcamp.com/track/nebula

Dialectica

Nebula

"It was a pleasure to have the opportunity to collaborate with Julien, in this new experiment we tried to remember and represent in a musical moment the current condition of our planet, a living organism to take care of, our common home that must be safeguarded..."
--
Music: Musicar @julien-morency, Fleursonseaux @fleursonseaux
All rights reserved - © Copyright

Pulsearth (feat. Musicar)

Sjung och var glad

Som om andra ej fanns. 884 ( 1987 ) Margareta Theorin ( Margareta )

Phobia

You Don't Care For Me Enough To Cry

Composition: Karlit-O-Kay
Acoustic-Guitar and Vocals: Karlit-O-Kay
All other instruments, Production and Sound-Mix: Karin-Maria Brunner.
At this point: Special thanks to Karin-Maria, for her very own careful, patient and prudent approach to the production of the song

When I met my wife almost 25 years ago, none of my friends and relatives gave a single damn about this relationship. We were quarrelling often and got into each other's hair over every little thing.
Interestingly however, some couples, who at that time were somewhat complacent about their great harmony, are no longer together today. At some point, so much conflict dirt had accumulated under the flowery carpet, that the permanent smile turned into hostility, contempt and finally: Separation. 
My wife and I still quarrel today - although not as intensely and often as before. But then as now these sometimes painful disputes often lead to a an even deeper and more tender encounter. 
In view of this dialectic, I had the idea of naming this song, which describes our relationship, "Wild Harps". 

Wild Harps

No, that's not possible
No, it can't be 
These perennial squabblers 
Can't even be together anymore

Always murder and mayhem 
With a lot of screaming and door slamming
Come on, don't tell me lies 
That's all over and done with already

Ooh no, it's true
Wild Harps
Do they stick together 
This couple, that lives 
In spite of minor scratches 

I bet it goes on forever
Even further

Many friends thought 
They won't last long
How they clashed
The safety fuse is about to blow

Harmony and peace 
Was a foreign word for them
Many marriages have been divorced 
But they survived every relationship murder

Ooh yes, it's true
Wild Harps
Do they stick together 
This couple, that lives 
Even with small scratches 

I bet, that this forever...
I bet, that this forever...
I bet, that this forever...

...Goes on

... That this goes on
Bet, bet...
...That this goes on
Bet, bet...
...That this goes on

Deutscher Originaltext:

Wilde Harfen

Nein, das gibt`s doch gar nicht
Nein, das kann nicht sein
Diese ewigen Streithammel 
Können doch gar nicht mehr zusammensein

Ständig Mord und Todschlag 
Mit viel Geschrei und Türenknall`n
Komm erzähl mir keine Lügen
Das ist doch schon längst aus und vorbei

Ooh nein, es ist wahr
Wilde Harfen
Halten die zusammen 
Dieses Paar, das lebt 
Trotz kleiner Schrammen 

Wetten, dass das noch ewig weitergeht
Noch weitergeht

Viele Freunde dachten 
Das halten die nicht lange aus
Wie die aufeinander krachten
Da fliegt die Sicherung doch gleich raus

Harmonie und Frieden
War für die beiden ein Fremdwort
Viele Ehen wurden schon geschieden 
Doch sie überlebten jeden Beziehungsmord

Ooh ja, es ist wahr
Wilde Harfen
Halten die zusammen 
Dieses Paar, das lebt 
Trotz kleiner Schrammen. 

Wetten, dass das noch ewig weiter…
Wetten, dass das noch ewig weiter…
Wetten, dass das noch ewig weiter…

….Geht

….daß das noch weitergeht
Wetten, Wetten…
…daß das noch weitergeht
Wetten, Wetten…
…daß das noch weitergeht

Together with Karin-Maria Brunner

Widle Harfen (Wild Haprs)

Wilde Harfen

Wilde Harfen (Wild Harps) (Engl. Lyrics In The Intro)

I’ve Seen That Face Before feat. Vocalatti
I am very happy to present my first collaboration with Vocalatti.
Vocal Vocalatti
https://soundcloud.com/vocalatti
A huge thanks to Paploviante for remastering
https://soundcloud.com/paul-racle
Music and Production Lillithe
Lyrics:
Strange, I've seen that face before
Seen him hanging 'round my door
Like a hawk stealing for the prey
Like the night waiting for the day
Strange, he shadows me back home
Footsteps echo on the stones
Rainy nights, on Haussmann Boulevard
Parisian music drifting from the bars
Tu cherches quoi, rencontrer la mort?
Tu te prends pour qui?
Toi aussi tu détestes la vie
Dance in bars and restaurants
Home with anyone who wants
Strange he's standing there alone
Staring eyes chill me to the bone
Dans sa chambre, Joel et sa valise
Un regard sur ses fringues
Sur les murs, des photos
Sans regret, sans mélo
La porte est claquée, Joel est barré

I've Seen That Face Before feat. Vocalatti

Music: tHE bLUE rOOM
Vocals: Emily Coy

Record of the week on BBC Introducing Norfolk Aug 2020

Photo: photo taken by me at in-laws farm in Antioquia, Colombia

First project using Logic Pro X

Take Me There - feat Emily Coy

Texte Français et Google traduction

LA POUDRE BLANCHE...

Il se jouait à la russe
Bravant sa roulette
Se cherchant des plus
En laissant les miettes.
Il écœurait de sentiments
Surtout pas de haine
Aux injustices seulement
En vivant dans la peine.

Il se prenait des interdits
Qui grilleraient son temps
Sans se trouver maudit
Pour rêver en plus grand.
Il traînait son ombre
La suivant par derrière
Les regards de ce monde
Pas bien fait pour lui plaire.

La poudre blanche, retrousser la manche
Et quand bien même, ceux qui en prennent
Il n’y aura plus, depuis le début
Aux artifices, que la fin de triste

Il mettait ses oeillères
Pour aller tout droit
En courant vers l’enfer
Qu’il espérait moins froid.
Ce n’est la peur au ventre
Qui le ferait partir
Aux ténèbres impatientes
Mais pourquoi vouloir en finir?

Il se riait des sorts
Dans tous leurs tirages
Taquinant la mort
Qu’elle vienne avant l’âge.
Dans les méandres des rues
Malfamées de racailles
Il s’était tout juste perdu
Mais fallait-il qu’il s’en aille?

La poudre blanche, retrousser la manche
Et quand bien même, ceux qui en prennent
Il n’y aura plus, depuis le début
Aux artifices, que la fin de triste,
Que la fin de triste.

Salut bien bas, adieu à toi.

WHITE POWDER

He was playing Russian
Braving his roulette
Looking for each other
By leaving the crumbs.
He was disgusted with feelings
Don’t you hate me
To injustices only
By living in pain.

He was taking prohibitions
That would blow his time
Without being cursed
To dream bigger.
He dragged his shadow
The next one from behind
The eyes of this world
Not good for her.

White powder, roll up the handle
And still, those who take it
There will be no more, from the beginning
To the artifices, that the end of sad

He wore his blinders
To go straight
Running to hell
That he hoped less cold.
It’s not fear in the belly
That would make him go
To the impatient darkness
But why do you want to end it?

He laughed at the spells
In all their prints
Teasing the death
Let her come before age.
In the meanders of the streets
Thugs of the street
He just got lost
But did he have to go?

White powder, roll up the handle
And still, those who take it
There will be no more, from the beginning
To the artifices, that the end of sad,
Only the end of sad.

Hello down, goodbye to you.

LA POUDRE BLANCHE (La destruction)

Happiness

Melodic Trap Beat. Production 2020 By.E.G.M-{Egyptian Ground Music}  
@magdy-nabil
Follow & Support
Free Download

M.I.S.T.Y

Lady of Fire Poetry - Lyrics, Vocals, Percussion, Effects | Motion X - Music, Mix, Mastering
This is an open collaboration of Lady of Fire Poetry track Once Upon a Time
Original Track - https://soundcloud.com/ladyofire/once-upon-a-time
Check out Lady of Fire Poetry here - https://soundcloud.com/ladyofire
Photo by JR Korpa on Unsplash

Once Upon A Time

Lady of Fire Poetry | Motion X - Once Upon A Time

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 !!

SLY PROPOSALS

RUIZZOIDMAN