love this, great song. Guitars sound awesome!

Well thought out lyrics.  Condensed ideas in such a brief song.  Cool vox.

Great track…..🌍☮︎👍🐞🍀2024

Stunning piece, outstanding vocals, so thoughtfully composed and so well recorded!

Realky fun guitar riff! Great groove, and the vocals are great!

fantastic vocal & production ❤️🎼❤️

TELEPATHY FROM THE BEACH

“Written at a time when there was great uncertainty, I wanted to highlight the very real mental health crisis and the people that support recovery. I wanted a simple message and I think this song both lyrically and musically captures what I was hoping to express”

A song about uncertainty and recovery - “Learning To Feel Again”

Looking at you in this moment
In this moment

My coffee is cold and I've lost my focus
It's been one hell of a year for us

I'm feeling different than yesterday
I know down in my heart it's just a phase and this will change

I’m learning to feel again, I'm learning to feel

"Take off the pressure" 
It’s getting better
She smiled at me in that way that I know she's thinking of me, my best interest
She's the best thing that happened to me

I’m learning to feel again, I'm learning to feel
(I'm feeling different than yesterday)

© Heart House Records 2021

Written, performed, recorded, produced and mixed by Heart House Records
Mastered by DOLBY

Inspired by:
#Maroon5 #OneRepublic #Coldplay 

Add this song to your SPOTIFY playlist here: https://open.spotify.com/album/3SSRsZlK7luFRkbi56nnCY?si=KGY_2qoGQfWHvc1GjKlVnQ

Learning To Feel Again (Slow + Reverb Version)

The Golden Age

faced with the rays of heaven
you'll see everything is how it's meant to be
so let that supposition result in dancing
and the sound arising as you feel the need

quiet harbingers have walked the path alone 
and left behind their guidance in the marking stones
there is substance to these dreams of Avalon
I know you feel it in your bones

messages of love by satellite the anthem of the final days
we gather in the starless night in the last of the golden age

the heavy burdens of this life 
can make us selfish and blind
I see you there and I know
you are honest and kind

there is no weapon that will prevail against us
as we  stand our ground in the final days
you must remember love is relentless
here in the golden age 

trust that your heart will fill with joy 

it's still so early in the spring
on the spectrum of life 
more subtle is the journey as we arrive
no more hiding in half light

will you be there in the light of love

The Golden Age

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)

Vocals / Lyrics / Cover Pic: Celin Piotrowsky @celin-9
Music, Guitars (LP, Tele), Bass (P), Drums (AD2), Mellotron (Redtron), Mix & Mastering (DAW): @bonetender

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/5N3HDoW4br0GHOcCA8fak7

====== Lyrics ======

you can run, you can hide
from your selfdestruction, from your selfdesolving
you can shine, you can fly
put your worries all aside, girl
these ripped seats don't seem that grey
I got comfortable on my way
watching birds parcourlfy
through powerlines

baby it could be fun
stop the madness and become
wash your worries in the sun
cause baby it could be fun

I am, I am me
I am, I am free

I ain't gonna run, I ain't gonna jump
jump for you another time, no no
and I could go high and I could go low
but I ain't bending backwards for another show

baby it could be fun
stop the madness and become
wash your worries in the sun
cause baby it could be fun

I am, I am me
I am, I am free

© Celin Piotrowsky & Bonetender 2022 All Rights Reserved

I am

I am (with Celin)

Drums: David Lopez
All other instruments: Sam Reaver

Stock crash middle class 
Counterfeit crime of a century
Cutthroat don’t choke
Better him than you on the brink

Cool breeze charismatic
Grave robbing scam of a century
Drill baby thrill baby
Burning up an Anthropocene

It’s been a long time since I lost my mind in a symphony
It’s been a long time since I realized I couldn’t relate
I’ve been craning my neck trying to see if there’s a sign that was meant for me I said it’s been a long time since I lost my mind in a symphony

Bring it back

Pill-poppin priest talkin trash 
Through the crash of a century
Blind luck dumb fuck 
Jamming up the waves on my scene

Flip top shock jock 
Certified creep of a century
I see you don’t know how to read
But you write like you know what it means

It’s been a long time since I lost my mind in a symphony
It’s been a long time since I realized I couldn’t relate
I’ve been craning my neck trying to see if there’s a sign that was meant for me. I said it’s been a long time since I lost my mind in a symphony

Bring it back

Lost in a Symphony

Introduction in English:

A good thirty years ago I had a partner who had strict Catholic parents. She had four brothers who married in the strict Catholic spirit during the time we were together. 
I loved the free, unbridled, wild dancing at that time. But at those weddings, any passion was contained in a rigid religious call-and-dance ceremonial.   
My "salvation" was Bosza, a Croatian woman overflowing with warmth, cordiality and impetuous liveliness. She was the wife of my then partner's uncle, who himself had fled to Berlin decades ago from the all-suppressing Catholic morality.
And with Bosza I danced half the night away at the weddings. Most people hated us for it. But we were passionate soul mates.
After I separated from my former partner, I lost sight of Bosza for the last ten years. 
Until I received a year ago over a brother of my ex-partner by WhatsApp the message that Bosza had died with not even seventy years. 
When I received this news, I had to cry spontaneously. And out of this sadness, but also out of gratitude for the great living time together at the otherwise dead weddings, this tribute to this wonderful woman was created. A woman who burned from both ends of the candle, and like most who do, do not grow very old.

Lyrics (for those, who don`t speak German)

Bosza

Shaved grass
Orgies of order in excess

Everything symmetrical
The cleanliness fetish

The compulsive cult replaces pleasure and fun

I come there to such a festival
Where they leave farts in gold seals

On the dance floors brooms
Heart-decored straw creatures

The atmosphere is arctic chilled

There you just jumped in brazenly
Loud, exuberant and soft

Created a little warmth niche
In this enchanted ice princess realm

Oh Bosza, Oh Bosza, Oh Bosza
You Know!

Fish grette leftovers at the cat table
On my lap a spoiled quiche

The life in bottles
With permanent stop tabs

The children are domesticated

The meeting train on a railway track
On which is written "Untraceable travelled"

No door handles
The eye salute empty

A glass bell lies on the sea of people

Through you came healing cracks
The gowns mutated into a dress
Stock fishes began to wag
The mood of forbiddance deflated

Ooh Bosza, Ooh Bosza, Ooh Bosza
You know!

Deutscher Originaltext:

Bosza

Kahlgeschorenes Gras
Ordnungsorgien im Übermaß

Alles symmetrisch
Der Sauberkeitsfetisch

Der Zwangskult ersetzt Lust und Spaß

Komme dort auf so ein Fest
Auf dem man Fürze in Goldplomben lässt

Auf den Tanzflächen Besen
Herzentkernte Stroh-Wesen

Die Atmosphäre ist arktisch gekühlt

Da bist Du einfach dreist reingesprungen
laut, überbordend und weich

Schufst eine kleine Wärmenische
In diesem verwunschenen Eisprinzessinnen-Reich

Oh Bosza, Oh Bosza, Oh Bosza
You Know!

Fischgreten-Reste am Katzentisch
Auf meinem Schoß ne' verdorbene Quiche

Das Leben in Flaschen
Mit Dauerstop-Laschen

Die Kinder sind domestiziert

Der Begegnungszug auf einem Gleis
Auf dem steht „Unauffindbar verreist“

Keine Türklinken
Der Augengruß leer

Eine Glasglocke liegt auf dem Menschenmeer

Durch Dich kamen heilsame Risse
Die Talare mutierten zum Kleid
Stockfische begannen zu wedeln
Die Stimmung von Verboten entbleit

Ooh Bosza, Ooh Bosza, Ooh Bosza
You know!

Bosza

Boza

Nights in Palm Beach / Paploviante 2022
Paploviante Bass, Music, Picture and Mix Mastering
Vocals : www.Ghosthack.de
Lyrics:
- Verse One -
Do you remember when we were carefree?
When we didn't listen to no body
Do you remember the nights in Palm Beach?
I do
- Pre Chorus -
Walking underneath the palm trees
Figuring out what sights to see
Wondering where we'll get our next drink
I know
- Chorus -
Well I don't care
as long as I am with you
We could take on the whole town
So tell me if you're down
I can bring you to
- Verse Two -
Do you remember when we were at our best?
When any comments said were left on read
Do you remember the nights in Key West
I do
- Pre Chorus -
Walking underneath the palm trees
Figuring out what sights to see
Wondering where we'll get our next drink
I know
- Chorus -
Well I don't care
as long as I am with you
We could take on the whole town
So tell me if you're down
I can bring you to

Nights In Palm Beach - Paploviante

Bientôt nouvel album: https://dominiquelebars1.bandcamp.com/

J' suis pas à la bourre
Et j' ai pas les boules
J' suis à la Bourboule

La Bourboule

track from Humanfobia 2022 EP: "PHENOMENA" free download this track and the full Ep from 4 alternative links:
- https://humanfobia-official.bandcamp.com/album/phenomena-ep-2022
- https://archive.org/details/humanfobia-phenomena
- https://freemusicarchive.org/music/Humanfobia/phenomena
- https://hearthis.at/humanfobia/set/2022-phenomena-ep/

//stream on spotify: 
https://open.spotify.com/album/41yB4klA1zQ1VY7QR4Dkrm

music by Sábila Orbe. 
vocals by Mist Spectra.

PHENOMENA

▼⚡JENNIFER'S Δ TELEPATHY⚡▼

Alien craft lock on electro
They are amongst us signal path strong

ElchEE

Edit: supporting visuals: https://youtu.be/O57dZY1AVdg

Experiment forcibly using new equipment all in one track. Well, this happened. It's kind of interesting I think.
I treated myself to a Twisted Electrons "Blast Beats" groovebox.. the lowest-fi glitchiest piece of cr*p equipment you can buy for not cheap. And I love it. Straight from the realms of Dystopia
Also, less prominent: some pad created with a Roland JD-08. Yummy. What an excellent little gem that.
Also in the mix: Elektron model:cycles. I am assuredly going to do a concept album or at least EP with that thing.
Vocals were recorded using a TritonAudio Fethead Transformer. That's a very neat in-line pre-amp running on phantom power.


I threw some lyrics together about things that are pretty current, and keep me busy, so here they are:

lyrics

Were you someone, I have to be asking
grew up serene, away from the struggle
and strife now presented that never did touch you
but words of deception that make you believe
that the world was on fire, injustice abound
right at your doorstep to take all your freedom?
but just close your eyes, there was never a real threat
other than the ones of split tongues and venom!

wired up, side on break the violence
fired up, ride on, hear the silence

tell me again who you were once ago
when the future was open and dreams were allowed
think of exactly who told you the difference
between cats and dogs and the hits that were misses?

the tales that were spun on a landfill of gaps:
all cognitive bias we need to unlearn!
projection, reflections, deflections, the point is
we all want our freedom and peace with the world

wired up, side on break the violence
fired up, ride on, hear the silence

Glitchout

以前アップロードしました 幻灯~短編~ のフルサイズです。
（This is the full size version of the previously uploaded Gentou~Tanpen~.)

幻灯 ~Moderne Et Sombre

N.B. 11/07/2023: at last I think I managed to delete the more disturbing noises!! And keep quite the best of the recording ! Hope you better enjoy the song now 🎈 … and the new cover art 🤩 closer to the chorus ❤️‍🔥

it's been a dilemna to choose wether or not I would publish that track:
1. After hours and hours of work on mastering to remove the huge amount of noises on that old tape recording , it was only half a success...
2. I love this song!... despite its not perfect sound

Hope you’ll validate the option 2 :)

Bruno (future Loony) wrote the song, programmed drums, played the bass and the guitars, and sung.
Composed in July 16th 1989
Recorded in January 1992 on Yamaha 4 tracks

The song has been played live with the Catsbleed between 92 and 94, meeting a bit of success 🎈

WHEN I FIND MYSELF (LoFi Remastered)- Bruno C     -   Art cover: Nataly NGM

Part of the collaborative Mixtape album: Free Hands In A Blender
soundcloud.com/themysteriousdecibel/sets/free-hands-in-a-blender
FREE FOR DOWNLOAD

Music: Composed, written, mixed, mastered, and performed by: Mahan Mahan
https://soundcloud.com/mahan-mahan

Vocals/Lyrics: Written and performed by: The Mysterious Decibel

Vocals mastered by: Mark McClellan

Lyrics:

All grows dim, time is winding down
My cheeks stay hovered over a puddle of brown
The voices outside of this cramped little box
These choices i've made to breed these cramped up blocks

The shit bubbles burst and trap all the flies
A concoction so twisted, Only someone like Bill Nye
Can decipher all these lies
Can scythe all of these cries
as this pit of stench boils in the middle of July

Out there the souls, eager for pressure to burst
Through their minds like a submarine tank submersed
Parades gather in the grass for the show to start
While these waves slowly rip my brain apart

A wetness caresses my hang lo mein
This water is rising am I going insane?
It tickles my demons but it feels so ripe
There's always a bit of shit at the end of the pipe!

I'm in a fecal position where the turds capsize
In a fetal position where my sanity dies
This suddenly doesn't seem so real anymore
As the septic tank thickens with the sludge of war
Where the turds capsize
In a fetal position where my sanity dies
This suddenly doesn't seem so real anymore
As the septic tank thickens with the sludge of war
The slimy hand of stench, Pulls me right down
In a puddle of madness, many shades of brown
NO NO NO NO NOOO!
Get a little taste of the waste in the swamp!

The Mysterious Decibel X Mahan Mahan - A Septic Journey (FREE DOWNLOAD)

Transcendence of the great and eternal questions of life...

https://open.spotify.com/track/0lNVcl9JXTniFXNmHLhM3c?si=37c81124a4674e95

https://open.spotify.com/artist/11E1ROT11TOpqVtgLFkf2K?si=LX1ZADvxRLyjm-dhhIPXMg
Может просто дальше быть?
По реке крамольной плыть?

Может просто дальше быть?
По реке крамольной плыть?

По реке крамольной плыть?

Река (River Of Dreams)

Dolbania - Река (River Of Dreams)

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)

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I'm a songwriter who attempts to sing. I don't mind synths, but I prefer natural instruments and use them whenever possible. Thank you for supporting independent musicians! (instrumentals available upon request)

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