joerxworx

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)

This song is inspired by George Orwell's book Coming up for Air. Suppose I ought to go and read it.

Coming Up For Air

painting: Sunday Afternoon by Georges Seurat (1886)
The lady in the foreground is walking a monkey?

Lyrics with James Booker

not my monkey

when days burn short
and nights grow long
when hope and dreams
refuse to sing yer song
(return)

good old days
are happening now
cause we're too close
to see what's right and wrong

not my monkey
not my circus
can't step in the 
same river twice

the past and future
on the tip of yer tongue
good old days
are happening now

sky blue
cotton candy summer day
like a Sunday Afternoon 
down the promenade

yeah, she walked past
like perfume in the wind
color, sound and shadow
masterpiece

did angels make the record skip?

not my monkey

The song is about joining your first band at fifty and thinking maybe you should have done this earlier. Photo was taken at our first recording session, in the loft!

Days Of Silence

Qu'y a t'il entre nous ? (What is it between us ? )

My first DAW song!
I enjoyed very much doing this song?
Can you also enjoy it?

Under Pressure
In this world of expectations where success is a decree
All the pressure from everywhere can easily break you and me
Schooling us with numbers and facts, who care is’s breaking our backs
All the promises I must keep still hunt me in my sleep
In this circle of demands the pressure still expands

Education should be the key, but if the pressure breaks me?
What if I cannot break free?

You think when I smile I’m shinning so bright, but deep within there is a fear I can’t fight
All the pressure closing on me, expectations, how to be free?
How can I handle the wight before it is too late?
The obligations are so strong, where do I belong?

Success is what we strive for, but I wonder if there’s more
Expectations are everywhere,  all the pressure I have to bear

Under Pressure

Special thanks to Kengali for his a cappella......

SPLEEN.  feat Kengali

thats all thats it

ENOUGH LOVE  feat. SilverBella & Paploviante
Vocals and Lyrics: 
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/21138/enough-love-main-vocals-61bpm-soul-acapella
https://soundcloud.com/silverbellasings
Bass: Paploviante
https://soundcloud.com/paul-racle
Lillithe: Production, Arrangement and Backing Track

Enough Love feat. SilverBella & Paploviante

I was honoured to be given the OK to add some accompanying instrumentation to a lovely song written & performed by Takken Wish (https://soundcloud.com/takken-wish). The lyrics crept up on me as I was listening to the song for musical ideas; it reminds me of a similar long lost old friend from my younger years who drifted off to somewhere...

I'm playing the upright bass, organ, and cello here (all on keys), and we've each uploaded a slightly different version of the cello part. Check out Takken's version, which has a more layered cello arrangement:
https://soundcloud.com/takken-wish/seasons-make-sense-celli-chords

An earlier, alternate take with no additional accompaniment:
https://soundcloud.com/takken-wish/seasons-make-sense

Thanks so much Takken for writing this touching song, and letting me sprinkle on my own touches!

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image concept & design by me based on Takken's lyrics, and created using ChatGPT 4o

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here's some pictures I took:
https://500px.com/p/MrMark?view=photos

Seasons Make Sense (collaboration with Takken Wish)

SilverBella: Music, lyrics and vocals https://www.looperman.com/users/profile/5625165
The Bird Inside: Music

Lyrics:

We got our diamonds in our pockets
We got our chickens in a row
We finally got our shit together enough
To pack up our stuff
Let's go!

We got the city in our rear view
Heading down old country roads
The static turns into a signal
On this transistor radio
Here we go, here we go

Get on your feet
The music will take you there
Tonite, tonite
Je ne care pas ce soir

Get on your feet
The music will take you there
Tonite, tonite

Following this road to nowhere
Til we find our proper home
They can look but they won’t
Find us in our
New found nature zone
Here we go, here we go, let go

Get on your feet
The music will take you there
Tonite, tonite
Je ne care pas ce soir

Get on your feet
The music will take you there
Tonite, tonite

Get On Your Feet - Featuring SilverBella

I'm happy Vocalatti invited me for a sax improv on this wonderfull cover version,
composed 1938 by J Fred Coots, with lyrics by Haven Gillespie.
__________ Vocalatti: Vocals & backtrack (via jazzbacks - piano, bass,drums)
__________ joerxworx: alto sax, final mix
.... for more wonderful vocals & brilliant tracks visit https://soundcloud.com/vocalatti

You Go To My Head // Vocalatti ft. joerxworx

some days ago I recorded an extended didge jam of mine, second layer was a jaw harpe jam -
it's all in the key C# :-))) --- today I added a tenor sax ...... kind of double length track :-)
.... enjoy this fun mix of droning eucalyptus, vibrating steel spring and melodic sax :-)

Didgeridoo, jaw harpe & sax

@vocalatti - vocals, lyrics
@cosmic-ratzzz - composition, backtrack, arrangement, keys
joerxworx - sax, final mix

Because it's you and me / Vocalatti, Cosmic Ratzzz & joerxworx / lunatics 150

Here’s a world track with the awesome Balinese singer Agung Ocha. Thanks to Agung for her soothing melodies and vocals !
In this piece I used handpan, electric guitar, duduk, tablas, solo violin, electric piano, drums an bass.
This track is tuned at 444Hz.

Vocals: Agung Ocha: https://www.youtube.com/@AgungOchaBALI1711
Composition: Julien Apelian
Recording studio: Audio Colors
Picture: Unsplash
June 14th 2024

Gaïa - featuring Agung Ocha

A remixed oldie. Warning: The lyrics of this song contain depictions of interpersonal violence and suicide. That said: Hello… Glad you dropped by. Since I have been busy gardening lately, I haven’t been on SoundCloud all that much. But today… June 17th, it has been cold and rainy, with some snow (yes, snow!) predicted for tonight. So I have tarps and covers ready to go, to cover the frost sensitive plants. Years ago, when I first posted songs here, my exuberance often blinded me to just how bad those songs were. So I ended up posting and deleting songs all the time. Once a dude asked if I was using a mic, as the ‘white noise’ machine hiss of the HD was unbearable. He said it in the kindest of ways. I did end up getting a mic and also did a song thanking him. Other times, I used to introduce my songs with a deep, drawling voice. That was hilariously comedic. Another dude laughed so hard when I was first learning to sing. I posted a song with me warbling from baritone to high falsetto…. OMG. Later, I laughed too. People here were graciously patient and kind as I struggled to learn music way back when. Unlike a friend’s parents who chased him in an effort to take away his banjo and he never played music again. So thanks for bearing with me, as I test out vocal harmonies that really don’t work, or just wing a song, with no rhyme of reason. Or when I rant and howl about this or that. Because that kindness has allowed me to explore music in a way I never would have before.  Mark

Lammbone's Album

Equanimity And Loss

My latest creation with piano, drums, bass, synths and vocals. 🎤🎼🎵💕🎹😊Thank you to my lovely Sander for mastering again. @wane-of-summer 😊🎶❤️

Like the clouds need the rain
Like the moon needs the sun
Like the night needs the day
We belong as one

We are inseparable 
Won’t pull us apart
We are inseparable 
You have my heart

Like the sea needs the waves
Like the tides need the moon
Like the stars need the sky
We belong as one 

Chorus 

Oh don’t let go
I won’t let go

Inseparable

TRY feat. Patricia Edwards / Paploviante Music
Vocals and Lyrics :
Patricia Edwards
https://soundcloud.com/patriciaedwards
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/16701/t-r-y-by-patriciaedwards-80bpm-reggae-acapella
Paploviante:
E Bass, Composing, Arrangement, Picture, Mix and Mastering

TRY feat. Patricia Edwards

We begin our new song series "A Shared Horizon--We Solve Most Things If We Talk". 
Have you ever thought about humanity and its so-called progress and development through all the millennia on our fantastic little globe, floating on its spiral path around our sun, in the infinity around us. 
Our little "international band" did that for a period of time, and our conversations and thoughts gave birth to music and lyrics. And this music and lyrics became a little story, in 5 parts, which we want to share with you all by publishing a part of the story every week. 
So we wish you all a pleasant experience and listening as you journey with us these next few weeks:)  First song of the series: "Ancient Man, Calm Stream"
Many thousands of years ago, our ancestors lived here on our little globe. Did they have any idea of the future..... and if so what was "future" for them? "Tomorrow, next week, or next year?" Did they even have a word for future? Or was life exclusively about developing and expanding the group and getting food for the day? Or did they, too, have other goals and meaning with their lives?

Lyrics and vocals: Our dear poet Peter, soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Music, Mix and Production; Seagull, @farout-music-studio
Spoken word/lyric:
I have no words, just thoughts, like these
Of primal cravings, fears and needs.
My leathered skin, yet young, seems older
Browned and cracked I shiver colder
Depicting beasts muralled large within my cave,
Their fatty flesh my empty gut to crave.

Bursting fires from the frozen mountain thread
And weave and belch and burn and spit of ochres red.
The very poison whence my paintbox palette grows
'Neath the toxic gases twixt congealing lava flows.
In these extremes we live, but few, the young into
the perma-sleep will often fall
And not so old, our eldest ageing too, follow close
upon the darkest terror's call.

Meat and heat is all I need,
Stone and bone, all I own.
Skin the flesh, strip it clean.
Cleanse it in the calming stream.

Strip the skin, spit the pips,
Moisturize the burning lips.
Skin the flesh, strip it clean.
Cleanse it in the calming stream.

We who thought, conversed, composed and collaborated around this musical journey are;
Soundcloud's most beautiful voice: Oddrun Eikli - @oddrun-eikli
Our fine acoustic guitarist: David Dunham - @david-dunhamuser589535203
Our outstanding poet & songwriter: Peter - soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Producer, composer, compilation, our gifted and visionary mix-master: Seagull - @farout-music-studio

Ancient Man, Calm Stream (Seagull; synths, Peter; spoken word and vocals)

The fourth song of our summer series "We Can Solve Most Things If We Talk" is a hymn to Hope.  It is the enduring attribute of mankind to be able to think beyond the most painful circumstances and imagine a better life and a better world.  Peter is not just a fine writer of melody and lyrics, but a very able and eloquent guitarist and vocalist.  Oddrun graces this song with her angelic voice as if she were Hope itself, and in duet they give the song wings.  Seagull's synths, bass, and mix are ever sure and seamless, a true labor of love.
Music, Lyrics, Guitars & Vocals; Our dear poet Peter, soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Vocals; Soundcloud's most wonderful voice; Oddrun, @oddrun-eikli
Compilation and mix by visionary producer; Seagull, @farout-music-studio

Will you Raise Your Right Hand?

Peter
Can you number the circle’s rim, each point on a list?
Enumerate the air, simply cupping of your hands
Freedom lantern’s falling dim in honesty’s fading mist
But will you raise your right hand, when hope makes its stand?

Oddrun
Can you census the clouds, in a ledger of the sky
Set out in a single line each and every grain of sand
When the despot weaves his thieving lies will you stand idly by
Or will you raise your right hand, when hope makes its stand?

Peter & Oddrun
Can you audit every atom, in a volume for the shelf
Each uniquely named, indexed on demand
Does the mirror only fathom, a shallow of your self
Or will you raise your right hand, when hope makes its stand?

Oddrun & Peter
Can you detail every shimmered light on a canvas of the stars
A snapshot of the cosmos as at light speed it expands
Will you document but passive shame in the volumes of your pale memoirs
Or will you raise your right hand, when hope makes its stand?

Oddrun & Peter
Can you hoist the flag of humankind above the crass material world
Crush the armies of greed, their legions to disband
When the shining banner of grace is finally unfurled
Did you raise your right hand, when hope made its stand?

Hopeful Man--Will You Raise Your Right Hand (Peter, Oddrun, and Seagull)

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!

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