Raindrops of Gratitude: Thanks for all your playlists and comments on The Shrike Pt. 1, Pt. 1!

Minimix 24.1.24

Innovative And Creative feat. IPG1

Related tracks: Birds of Mourning: Extended Version

Weekly

Related tracks: New <insert choice of word>

Shock the Algorithm

Related tracks: C'est Un Trou De Verdure Où Coule Une Rivière (It's a green hole where a river flows)

Taken from the upcoming untitled yet debut album (TBR mid-2024)
(c) & (p) 2023, all rights reserved.
Youtube link: https://youtu.be/zx-OJMRaDuk?si=amkWhS-vgAJeabr6
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Explicit lyrics:
I think i had too much last night
i got shitfaced but nothing learned

Another lesson for trying to avoid reality
another trip into the dark insanity

The devil is a bottle and it's rotten to the core
Bring the fckn bottle, until i reach the "shore"
Listen UP everyone i got news for you
Bring this fckn bottle, and no one's gonna, no one's gonna, no one's gonna get harmed!

i think this headache don't wanna leave me
i got shitfaced but nothing learned

Rock and Roll Kills

The Devil is a Bottle

Collab w the great @Tea_are_sea (source tracks)

FREE DOWNLOADS ENABLED

PS Perkins of Mystic Tape Deck: Lyrics, Guitar, Robot Drums, Slice n Dicer, Salad Spinner, Snuggling Bears, Toenail Creams

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Soundless syllables tumble from clacking keyboards
No breath behind them, no flapping meat of tongue
No hiss of air squirting through saliva moistened glands
Words hurled into the ether, never piercing air
Just a void of space between screen and brain
And endless war, all around us human suffering
Rattling guns spraying hot globs of lethal loathing
Led by lecherous liars, far removed in boardrooms
Rolling across their polished marble floors 
In luxurious leather chairs
Sprays of spittle, squabbling over jagged graphs
Submerged in sticky syrups 
Selling toenail creams
Stain removers, starchy stiffeners, snuggling bears
Glitter ponies gliding through morning scented meadows
Where the wallet fruit hang ripe, heavy and sweet with sap
Honey dripping from their checkbooks
Self appointed, self anointed deities, hidden dealers of death
Life affirming, fate confirming algorithmic determinations
Bloated words, puffy and gaseous, 
Farting out of flaring mouths
Exhaust pipes roaring, belching blackened clouds
The song of industry now ineludible, vibrational prisons
Noxious noise where a hundred years ago there was silence
Murmuring melodies of malodorous murder machines
Something to sell you, something to tell you
Coins to jingle gently in your pocket
As gluttonous gobs drip with drool
Leaving slobbery stains and muddy smears
Ground into the social fabric
By the twisting intemperate heels
Of four thousand dollar shoes

Tea R Sea: Social Fabric / PS Perkins: Four Thousand Dollar Shoes

Le Maître

No hay Tiempo para el Dolor (Instrumental)

Space Club Jam

Let´s Share A Smoke

This is the lead track from the set of songs that I began with Wou-Wou & the Wormling during the start of the turmoil and chaos brought upon by the pandemic. This is also the first part of four tracks within the album directly based on Wou-Wou’s comic, The Shrike. It has been incredible working with Bitzone and Stricknice throughout the project as well. It is always cool when the everyone in the stag heard works well togehter and brings distinct yet complimentary ideas to the mix. Big thanks also to Weighty Tree for introducing his groovy style of neopsychedelica to the rut! 

May everyone be victorious at their turn during the rut.

Track Credits:
The Weighty Tree: Guitars
https://soundcloud.com/theweightytree
https://theweightytree.bandcamp.com
Stricknice: Intro Guitars, Samples and Sample Work, Keys
https://soundcloud.com/j-nice-6
Bitzone: Drums, Orchestration, Mix, and Master
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
www.bitzones.net
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Reverse Guitar, Bass, Mellotron, Synths, Original Demo Track, Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
wouwouandthewormling.bandcamp.com
www.youtube.com/channel/UCy0rEOgxbaIcWbZZuxAKVmA
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Ending Samples, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com

Lyrics

Intro
Several weeks after the events of The Great Scurry, all had returned back to normal in the autumnal forest. Nature has a way of quickly shaking off the traumas of the past and returning to its most basic of desires. You see, all of life yearns to mate and procreate, and while most that experience defeat from the stronger or rejection from those seeking the fitter, muster the determination to get back up again, some take their spurning to heart, as if they were more deserving than nature intended, where it festers and begins to grow a new grotesque life of its own.     

Verse
Word 
Yo
As antlers crashed with the desperation of lust 
And the scent of musk in the air
I couldn’t help but take notice there
Was a sweet smell of autumn 
Carried in the gust 
Of wind  
It is a beautiful time of the year
When the does come into estrus 
And there is only one thing on my mind
I must get some of that behind 
I find
Times like these to be harbingers 
That linger
I could count times like these on my fingers
If I didn’t have hooves 
And wasn’t crashing to the ground 
With the sound of defeated dreams 
Of games of hard to get
And multiple days of getting wet 
I let the overwhelming excitement of rut
Get the best of me 
And now am crest fallen to see
The Doe that I thought was mine
Walk away with the buck that brought me down to the twines
Uh

The Shrike Pt. 1

The Weighty Tree, Stricknice, Bitzone, Wou-Wou & the Couch King - The Shrike Pt. 1

Now Christmas time is now passing and we are heading into a new year I would like to thank all of you who have taken your precious time to listen and support my music over the past year. I appreciate you all.

Music,arrangment,orchestration,mix and production :- Pablo

Christmas Passing

My mother has lost her long battle with dementia. Hardest thing I have ever experienced but would do it again for her🖤😞

In memory of "Momma" 1940-2023✝️🍝

Produced by HoboCop
Vocals and Lyrics by Officer Murphy

Lyrics, Vocals, and Artwork by Cosmic Keanu https://soundcloud.com/cosmic_keanu


No More Than This 

So tired of all your games
Being treated with disdain
A selfish heart turns black
Tears will flow when you look back
What seems important now will fade
Can you live with the choice you made?

Please take me away!!
I don't know who I am anymore!!
Who am I now!?
Who am I now!?
It's been so long!
Can't turn back now!

As the water reflects our face
So the heart is weighed by grace
What seems important now will fade
Can you live with the choice you made?

Greater love no more than this,
To lay your life down for a friend

No More Than This (HoboCop & Cosmic Keanu)

*** This extended version was not planned, rather, inspiration called for it, and I felt compelled to revisit this piece. I hope you will enjoy this new version. ***

A requiem for my sister Lisa, and 4th movement of a work I have planned to complete as I have time and inspiration for each part of my outline.

The title comes from my daughter, who heard me as I was playing with the initial melodic idea, and said it sounds like a mourning bird.

This piece is best heard through headphones or quality stereo speakers to hear all the details.

Special thanks to the following, in no particular order, for their feedback, support and kindness which helped me to make this piece what it is.
Loo(p)cy
Sara Di Paolo
Bruce Klepper
Jay Barbeau
Eileen Eaton

Instruments from Versilian Studios Chamber Orchestra 2 Professional Edition

Birds of Mourning: Extended Version

Starry Sky Melody

We wish all a Happy New Year 2024  🎈🎈🎈
If U Love Me feat. 2nick8
2nick8 Vocals and Lyrics:
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/21971/if-u-love-me-122bpm-pop-acapella
https://soundcloud.com/ds-nick
Paploviante:
E-Bass,Rhythm Guitar and Solo Guitar
Lillithe:
Wha Guitar, Beats, Synth, Jew’s Harp, Mix and Production

If U Love Me - feat 2nick8

Turnstyle

Mother huntress

Chao Heng [Abeno Nakamaro](698〜770)

Chao Heng is the Chinese name of Abeno Nakamaro.

In 717, at the age of 19, Abeno Nakamaro traveled to Tang China with Makibi Kibi and others as a member of the envoy to the Tang Dynasty in order to introduce advanced Tang culture to Japan.

Abeno Nakamaro passed the imperial examination in Chang'an. He served Emperor Xuanzong as an official in the Tang Dynasty. He also interacted with poets such as Li Bai and Wang Wei.

Thirty-six years later, in 753, Abeno Nakamaro was allowed to return to Japan.

However, the ship was wrecked by a typhoon.
, washed ashore in modern-day Vietnam.
He returned to Chang'an via Vietnam, where he ended his life of 73 years.

He never set foot on Japanese soil again.

Check out the music video for the song here!
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https://youtu.be/y4oMgolDokg?si=flwCXgDgY0Qvwa0N

晁衡　[阿倍仲麻呂](698〜770)

晁衡是安倍仲麻吕的中文名。

717年，19岁的阿倍仲麻吕作为遣唐使者与牧备吉备等人一起前往唐中国，向日本介绍先进的唐文化。

阿倍仲麻吕在长安考中科举。曾在唐玄宗任职为官。他还与李白、王维等诗人交往。

三十六年后的753年，阿部仲麻吕被允许返回日本。

然而，这艘船被台风毁坏了。
，被冲上现代越南的岸边。
他经越南回到长安，结束了73岁的生命。

他再也没有踏上日本的土地。

晁衡 東瀛慕情＜Chao Heng  Longing For JAPAN＞mp3

Download available ❤️🕊️🙏

🛠 - Made with MOOG & Modular / Multi-tracks
🎹 - Composed, arranged, performed, produced by Pier WILL & Studio 4H09
🔲 - Artwork - Pier WILL
🙏 - Acknowledgements - Ableton, AKG, Arturia, Audacity, Cantabile, Focusrite, Korg, M-Audio, MSI, Sony, SoundCloud, Teac, Techniks, Yamaha.
⚙️ - #Ambient #Movies #Experimental
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Garageband keyboard sounds
Yamaha Tenor Saxophone

New <insert choice of word>

original track of music with vox and poetry by @ladyofire
https://soundcloud.com/ladyofire/she-comes
backup lyrix/vox and photo cover design: Mariam Zohra D : Myrh
Photo by Ti

She Comes In Waves By Lady Of Fire Poetry - Addional Vox by Myrh

No real story behind this track. 
I hope you enjoy listening to it as much as I enjoyed creating it!
The lead synth sounds were created and played on guitar! 

Guitars used:
Gibson Les Paul Studio
Yamaha Revstar Standard (P90 pickups)
Bass Guitar - Fender Precision Bass

All guitar sounds created and played through my Line 6 HX Stomp.

Drums programmed using EZ Drummer 3.

Treading Water

Something a bit different to shake off those blues :) Written in the style of a New Orleans jazz band. For Trumpet, Clarinet, Trombone, Banjo, honkytonk piano and a rhythm section of Double Bass, drums with clapping.

Thank you for listening 👍

Well That's All

Making more use of my new soft synth Arturia Pigments, and playing around with a little more complex song structure. This one also features the Minilogue XD and Korg Module instruments to a lesser extent.

Into the Aether

Instrumental & Mix by Garddwr Porffor: https://soundcloud.com/garddwrporffor
Vocals, Lyrics by Nadia Selvaggi

Esther by Garddwr Porffor & Nadia Selvaggi

https://soundcloud.com/windscaleblues: flute x10; clarinet x6; tenor sax x3; soprano sax x2; alto sax; bamboo flutes x2; oboe; 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)

@cuzzycapone @nipseyhussle
'Alexys' by Freddie Gibbs + ''On Tha Floor'' by Nipsey Hussle

Ermias Asghedom (temple remastering)

Uighur Dreaming

a softer track to repair your hearing damage by listening to my metallurgical track!

C'est Un Trou De Verdure Où Coule Une Rivière (It's a green hole where a river flows)

After en el mar

After En El Mar

Calmed by the ocean storm 
Cool breeze when I get warm
That covers me and takes my sorrow away

Healed by the night time sky
Love seems to pass me by
Every time I look into your eyes

Take my Love and go - Take my love, take my love and go

Lost in the desert dust
My love is only lust
I never learned what love was really about
Learned to put myself first
No water only thirst and love is just another mirage in the sand.

Take My Love and Go

2024

Fun4

Fun4 - Minimix 24.1.24live

And this be song six (and also the title track) for my upcoming album. This one was originally finished on 12/04/2023. I have just one more left to share that was finished last year, and two finished early this year... and the final song for the album is in the works as we speak. 

I'll try to keep to these Friday releases (almost missed it tonight though. haha). So whilst you wait patiently for the others, I offer you 'What Color Is Your Paradox'. :)

Paradox?

What Color Is Your Paradox?

The fall of Constantinople, also known as the conquest of Constantinople, was the capture of the capital of the Byzantine Empire by the Ottoman Empire. The city was captured on 29 May 1453 as part of the culmination of a 53-day siege which had begun on 6 April. https://en.wikipedia

53 Days Siege : 
Compose by. Chris..ZøBro  
(Original Version)

53 Days Siege  (Byzantine Empire)

This track is a collaboration with SeaShea on.soundcloud.com/CnDF4
I thought this song would be suitable for the opening of the album. When I asked SeaShea for guitar, he not only contributed his usual electric guitar but also created some tracks with synthesizers. The song, initially incomplete, reached its completion through his efforts. Collaborating with him has been a fantastic experience.
Composition and Sampling collage by Synline 
Electric guitar, Synthesizers playing and arrangement by SeaShea

'Into The Underworld' Synline=SeaShea

I have never understood racism. I am not sure how someone can deeply despise someone else whom they have never met.
I had a conversation the other day with someone lamenting that ":these immigrants" don't want to be American.They want to keep their language and their traditions and never "blend in".We should not allow these foreign cultures to be here. so I asked him if we should ban Oktoberfest,st Patricks day as well. I got back a blank stare and he said "well those are American.

There will always be good and bad, no one race has a monopoly on either and if we use common sense we should seek out the good in anyone who is and nurture it and embrace it and make things better.

lyrics

Hi Jack. how are you doing
great just came from Grammas house
great old lady but still doesn't speak English has all the old ways..but man can she cook the good old stuff.great old lady

are you going to dinner tonight?
yes. maybe chinatown or little Italy. I love those places. the people are so friendly and they love their food...and so do I

are you going to Oktoberfest this year?
absolutely wouldn't miss it. I love the beer, the costumes the old songs. but to tell you the truth I like St Patty's day better and by the way did you see the news last night. It's horrible at the border.Those filthy immigrants at the border invading our country.I heard in Minnesota there are places that don't look American.
people in their own dress speaking a funny language eating their own food,,strange stuff. How can they be here? it is really dangerous

so tell me Jack how come their customs language and food aren't as good as your grammas or Germantown or Little Italy? Seems the same to me. People with two hands two arms fight at dinner fight with their kids So what's the difference??

They're not same as us says Jack.....They're not white....

well that explains a lot now,doesn't it???????

conversation with a racist (it's black and white)

A sentimental country-ish ballad with a big sad finish.
Dedicated to anyone suffering from memory loss. Thanks for listening.
Lyrics:
I can still remember
Felicia in December
Outside in the cold
Smoking Swisher Sweet Cigarettes
But she would always forget
If you're gonna inhale that shit
You know she always got sick
She'd chewed down the tip

It's like I told you on the phone
My mind is not all my own
All my memories are dissolving
Our nights in Arroyo Park
Out feeling that spark
That Datsun that would never start
My bad Cure haircut (disaster!)
My heart was beating faster
A sketch of a love scene
Painted behind
A gothic old master

I was selfish with my time
And now I seem to lead my life
Conducting orchestras in my mind
Oh, I don't know how this sounds
But sometimes I listen to the ground
To hear and feel the rumblings
I think that you're coming around

All my memories are dissolving
Soon, I'll have no memories of this world
I'll have no memories of this world
So let's go out tonight
And shoot out the lights!
Let's break our hearts tonight
I'll have no memories of this world

I wanted to drop you this line
To thank you for the time
And thank you for being in my life
Thank you for being my life

Let's Break Our Hearts Tonight

INNOVATIVE AND CREATIVE
Lillithe: Music, Mix and Production
Vocals and Verses: IPG1
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/innovative-and-creative-vocal-96-bpm

Another warm uplifting piece to brighten up a  grey January day, especially in the UK!!

Thank you for being so kind and supportive with all of your plays reposts and playlists.

Sunshine (c) Vocalatti 2024

Sunshine

Remixé pour donner encore plus d'intensité sur la fin (traduit plus bas)
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The compass in our hearts, now
Is spinning out of control, how ?
All calls have been dropped
All the signals stopped

In this moment of silence
(that slowly falls)
we crawl looking for a guidance
(to lead our souls)
All calls have been dropped
All the signals stopped

When we were in the sun
Risking our wings getting burned
We did not realise then 
We'd dug our future grave

When we bought everything 
And wasted all that it could bring
We started wondering in the heat
Who we were going to eat

In pixels and likes, we've grown, but
True connection remains unknown 
All calls have been dropped
All the signals stopped

With individualism's embrace
(that slowly falls)
We are strangers in the same space
(with lonely souls)
All calls have been dropped
All the signals stopped

When we were in the sun
Risking our wings getting burned
We did not realise then 
We'd dug our future grave

When we bought everything 
And wasted all that it could bring
We started wondering in the heat
Who we were going to eat

When we were in the sun
Risking our wings getting burned
We did not realise then 
We'd dug our future grave

When we bought everything 
And wasted all that it could bring
We started wondering in the heat
Who we were going to eat

When we bought everything 
And wasted all that it could bring
We started wondering in the heat
Who we were going to eat

All calls have been dropped
All the signals stopped


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La boussole dans nos cœurs, maintenant
Tourne de façon incontrôlée. Comment ?
Tous les appels ont été interrompus
Tous les signaux se sont arrêtés

Dans ce moment de silence 
(qui tombe lentement)
Nous rampons à la recherche d'un guide
(pour guider nos âmes)
Tous les appels ont été interrompus
Tous les signaux se sont arrêtés

Quand nous étions dans le soleil
Risquant de brûler nos ailes
Nous n'avons pas réalisé alors 
Que nous avions creusé notre future tombe

Quand nous avons tout acheté 
Et gaspillé tout ce que cela pouvait apporter
Nous avons commencé à nous demander dans la chaleur
Qui nous allions manger

En pixels et en likes, nous avons grandi, mais
La vraie connexion reste inconnue 
Tous les appels ont été interrompus
Tous les signaux se sont arrêtés

Avec l'étreinte de l'individualisme
(qui tombe lentement)
Nous sommes des étrangers dans le même espace
(avec des âmes solitaires)
Tous les appels ont été interrompus
Tous les signaux se sont arrêtés

Quand nous étions dans le soleil
Risquant de brûler nos ailes
Nous n'avons pas réalisé alors 
Que nous avions creusé notre future tombe

Quand nous avons tout acheté 
Et gaspillé tout ce que cela pouvait apporter
Nous avons commencé à nous demander dans la chaleur
Qui nous allions manger

Quand nous étions dans le soleil
Risquant de nous brûler les ailes
Nous n'avons pas réalisé alors 
Que nous avions creusé notre future tombe

Quand nous avons tout acheté 
Et gaspillé tout ce que cela pouvait apporter
Nous avons commencé à nous demander dans la chaleur
Qui nous allions manger

Tous les appels ont été interrompus
Tous les signaux se sont arrêtés

All The Signals Stopped

Play it loud 🔥

This is  the first one of the Debussy punk serie, instrumental pieces composed throughout these two latest decades !


Loony De Bussy : composition , guitars, bass, drums programming 

Nataly NGM : art cover 🧡

VENUS ON MARS / Debussy punk n°1

One verse One Chorus One Outro sometimes less is more ! 
A song about a friend who was so in love with a girl but she never felt the the same way and he was kept at arms length. They had the occasional drunken fumbles but never the whole way. It hurt like hell but he never wanted to not keep seeing her as friends. She always kissed him on meeting and always kissed him goodbye. 
We give you Friends who kiss 💋 


V1
I’ve had a little taste 
of my dream
better than to of  never tasted it together 
I drive myself to the edge of my
sanity 
I think I love you more than I love
football 
I wanna slide more than into 
my sleeping bag
Lying on your floor and  you in  your king size bed

Chorus 
I wanna be  the hero in your corner
You my  Barbie transformer
Together we can take on everything 
Be lovers be fighters be storm riders 
Not just friends who kiss 
Whooooooo Kiss 

Outro 2.35 
Like a moth to the Flame,  there’s nothing left to gain
I  look like a man who is running out of Road with you

Friends Who Kiss ~ Conscience Of Kings

Who doesn't know the feeling of being completely burnt out when nothing works anymore? Then I recommend therapy from Dr. Saskia Goethals. 
Thank you for this song Saskia.


Dub Addict feat.Saskia Goethals (remix)

In memory of Bob Marley


image David Peterson.

Si Tu Etais Encore Avec Nous [If you were still with us]  by Zitou Itou & Lyric By IPG1

K-HERRING - 1 is a a vet of the Vancouver, B.C. area recording scene.  S.Y.B. is the first solo project after many years in many other projects including....

The Shits, The Toilets, Ego, Drug Evans Experience, This Is NOT Elvis, 
The Wes Project, The Koz  and Security.

Current projects - Scrapping Young Bucks, Doomeastvan,
Ghost of The Enemy