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Mother Earth feels, perceives and suffers. Let us take care of her.
Composition and production Javier Piñeira, June 2023. All rights reserved. Copyright

Mother Earth

Written and Performed by Stefano Manotti

Arrangement and mixing: Giulio Carmassi (ex-Pat Metheny group)

Executive production and mastering: Paolo Schianchi and OmniaMusica Recording Studio


LYRICS

I have never touched you
But you're still here
Our lives are stuck
Words disappear
I have never kissed you
I never will
I see your picture
I Fall asleep

But you still guide me
Between the bars
You say “you are stronger
Than you think you are”

Your words are far away
We fly and fall like rain
My lover, I feel no pain
My lover, I see your name

And I’m so scared
To hear your voice
But I’m prepared
To leave this void
You understand
You see beyond
Why did it take you so long

But you still guide me
Between the bars
You say “you are stronger
Than you think you are”

Your words are far away
We fly and fall like rain
My lover, I feel no pain
My lover, I see your name

Fly and Fall

This is the first piece by bE AnOthEr written around ten years ago and published at the time on the social network Mupiz (for those who remember it). This is now the first track of our live set. So here is the new version, completely redone with the group. faster, heavier, finally more rock.
Bass: Stéphane Stagnitto
Drums: Yvan Ferrandi
Guitars, keyboards, words, lyrics and production: François Tamby
Guitars: Daniel Jeanroy
All voices: Aline Tamby

Dying is not a child's play

Music: Composed, written, mixed, mastered, by: Loewfii

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

Vocal mix/ master - Mark McClellan

Lyrics:

Call it embalming 
Cuz I'm walking dead 
With the grease  And the grime that's left unsaid 
Beneath the paint the skeleton shines
Like pickles in the sunlight soaking in brine 
I'm Rick with shades of toxins 
Mortified with parades of boxed sins 
Jake without the finn
Hanks without the Wilson
Sometimes you can't traverse a path alone to begin


Sometimes skeletons don't show other skeletons their skeletons 
Sometimes I get lost and I don't know  just where I've been 
Sometimes skeletons don't show other skeletons their skeletons 
Sometimes I get lost on where to go and what I've been

Loewfii x The Mysterious Decibel - Skeletons

Good old rock n roll featuring the ladies.

Bump!

Crazy Little Thing Called Love Cover

Up And Down Again

Lyrics from Allen Ginsberg's " Howl "
Bass guitars Franck Leconte
Music, Drum prog, Guitars and vocals Rino Lauciello

I'm with you in Rockland

A Secret Breeze For Her

Written by David Cooper and Glen Granthem.

Music - David Cooper and Glen Granthem

Lyrics - Glen Granthem

Produced and Performed by David Cooper.

Watch video here:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j4MopsbhMIg

From the new album The stories that we tell: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_mdGD8gSUC4gYRKKk6GT2dVYW4p86DcLx8

Lyrics by Glen Granthem

I have to let her go, it's time to let her go
Cos she don’t want me  -  "She don't want me" 

It's hard to say, yet so easy to see 
That girl don’t want me  -  "Girl don’t want me"

Chorus 1

Overpowered by the price she paid when she was younger
She says she’s in control but controlled is what I see

Because it's in her eyes, that pain she hides  
It still lingers   "It still lingers”

She guards her heart, from the better parts 
So not to love me  "Girl don’t love me "

Chorus 2

I must admit at times I’ve failed to understand her
She needs her time and space, so desperately 

Solo  

Chorus 3

Like the freedom in the sun and wind, she can’t be smothered
But they'll never be a place inside, her heart for me

I think I’ve always known, So I must let her go
That girl don’t  love me  - "She don’t love me"

Although I love her so, she’s gotta go
That girl can’t love me  -  "she can’t love me "

Outro ending  

She don’t love me, she don’t want me,  she don’t need  me
   
That girl  don’t want me...................

I Must Let Her Go (Cooper/Granthem Collaboration with Video)

The high life 

She steals the breath out of me
When all I want to do is sin 
I’m leaving the good to the rest 
I’ve been before and I will again 

 Cant do anything without her
Well nothing unless you stay in 
No electricity or power 
Live off the fat of the land 

To keep a life of influence and pride 
I’m in where do I stand ? 
Show me where I can find ? 

She appeals to the rebel in me 
When I wanna go against the grain 
My grip on reality 
Is starting to show the strain 

To live,  a life,  of influence and pride 
I’m in, where do I stand ? 
Show me where, I can find ? 

The high life 
It’s Now or never 
Alright 
Can we get it together 
So nice 
Won’t be forever 
I’m here for the pain 
So I’ll stay for whatever

The High Life

No dicen nada.

Tremenda balacera hubo en un barrio.
No se si me da el pico pa contarlo.
Hoy dos gorriones miran para arriba
y se ha reunido a tanta comitiva.

Cuendo pasé ya todos lo sabían.
Caídos dos, ninguno se movía.
Al fierro lo encontraron en el carro.
Ya listo pa tirar algun petardo.

Hoy, quedó un extraño sabor,
no dice nada la radio,
tampoco los diarios, no hay fotos.

Hoy, quedó un extraño sabor.
No dice nada la televisión, ahí tampoco veo notas.
No dicen nada

Sus caras enterradas en el barro.
Algunos dicen que fueron sicarios.
Y otros que  estos pibes ya tenían
alguna vaina con la policia.

Los chicos van llenando sus agujeros.
Con goles en el arco del potrero.
Y saben que la muerte es una espina,
que vive a cada vuelta de la esquina.

Hoy, quedó un extraño sabor,
no dice nada la radio,
tampoco los diarios, no hay fotos.

Hoy, quedó un extraño sabor.
No dice nada la televisión, ahí tampoco veo notas.
No dicen nada.


Letra y música
Pichy Sotomayor

Master
Santiago Sotomayor

Cancion original 2015

No dicen nada

No Dicen Nada

Blomster

Skvattram in the wood
What made that awful sound?
La la la la la 
La la la la la
You ran home with your birds
La la la la la

Summertime, summertime
There is a question in the wind
Bright, white light
pressing your head to the ground
It´s hard to face such clarity
and not fall apart

You are a shapeshifter now
You are a shapeshifter now
Shapechanger now
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

Summertime, summertime
There is a question in the wind
Bright, white light
pressing your head to the ground
It´s hard to face such clarity
and not fall

Skvattram in the wood
What made that awful sound?
You ran home with your birds
And that wasn´t cute

Skvattram in the wood
What made that awful sound?
You ran home with your birds
And that wasn´t cute

La la la la la 
La la la la la
You ran home with your birds
And that wasn´t cute
And that wasn´t cute
And that wasn´t cute

Blomster

✨⚡️Petit retour au Reggae, 🇯🇲 avec une voix qui m'a emporté lors de ma première écoute et j'ai eu envie de retravailler la musique pour lui donner une autre dimension. J'y ai pris beaucoup de plaisir à réaliser ce titre, j'espère que vous aussi à son écoute.💫🌟⭐️
✨⚡️A little return to Reggae, 🇯🇲 with a voice that carried me away on my first listen, and I wanted to rework the music to give it another dimension. I had a lot of fun making this track, and I hope you'll enjoy listening to it too.💫🌟⭐️
Original Track : https://soundcloud.com/karamarni/no-logic-acoustic-1

Date de publication : 20 septembre 2024 🎶
2024 ✨6Carfeli6🤟

No Logic ( re-worked)

Bonjour à tout le Monde!!! Une petite réflexion sur notre mode de vie !!!..Ce n'est pas un jugement mais un constat qui s'affirme de jour en jour,on peut y réfléchir,merci de vos écoutes,passez un bon moment....Bien à vous,Mr. Madeleine.

On danse autour du Feu.

Curiosity Killed the Shame

Slo Burn (but Getting Faster)

A little ditty partly inspired by the events of this past summer here in the UK but mostly just about polarised society, the constant stream of misinformation we're all bombarded with and the state of permanent anger that everyone seems to live in these days.

Verse 1

So this is modern life.
Sitting on a train, staring at a screen,
Getting really angry, listen to a stranger, tell you about something that they haven't even seen.

So this is modern life.
Head up in the cloud, don't believe a thing,
You're probably being lied to, by that angry stranger,
Motivation's murky making money from your dreams.

Well this ain't the future I remember being sold...
I must be getting old.

Chorus

Buy, subscribe, listen, watch,
Worry, panic, sleepless, lost,
Clicks, likes, follows, the game,
Lonely, withdrawn, quiet, pain.

Eat, sleep, stream, repeat,
Alone, cutoff, self-defeat,
Consume, collect, gamble, spend,
Hollow, empty, collapse, the end.

Verse 2

So this is modern life.
Must be right or left, hate the other side,
Blind to other viewpoints, listen to the leader,
Blame a group of others for the problems in your tribe.

So this is modern life.
Sitting in a truck, heading off to war,
Not sure why you're fighting, something that the leader
said in some long boring speech you listened to before.

Now your future has been sold...
And you won't be getting old.

Chorus

Buy, subscribe, listen, watch,
Worry, panic, sleepless, lost,
Clicks, likes, follows, the game,
Lonely, withdrawn, quiet, pain.

Eat, sleep, stream, repeat,
Alone, cutoff, self-defeat,
Consume, collect, gamble, spend,
Hollow, empty, collapse, the end.

Modern Life

Written 11 years ago: recalls the days when music was vinyl only and a magical retreat from disabling matters of the heart


33 RPM NIRVANA

Flattened faces pressed up against the glass
It’s well known no-one needs to ask
People talking ‘bout how I’m feeling
If they were me yes they’d be reeling
They’d need time and recuperation
But at night I take up station
Hanging around in 33 RPM Nirvana
Getting away to 33 RPM Nirvana 

She’s a stranger that’s her right to choose
Who can blame her she don’t like old news
You might say she’s one go getter
And why did she not treat me better
I admit I loved her deeply
But right now I’m kind of sleepy
Hanging around in 33 RPM Nirvana
Getting away in 33 RPM Nirvana 

I’m pulling the curtains and switching it on
Watching the tone arm lower onto my black vinyl

Drifting away now the music is my river
Not analyzing I’m seeking separation
Through the mists of time I wander
What is life I’m bound to ponder
Gonna get to shrug my shoulders
Moving on and getting bolder
Hanging around in 33 RPM Nirvana
Getting away in 33 RPM Nirvana

33 RPM Nirvana

Frans Beelaard – @user-936947521 – Fender electric bass, Roland synthesizer bass, Gibson SG electric guitar rhythm, Godin electric guitar slide background, trumpet background, horn section, including alto, tenor, and baritone saxophones, Hohner Blues Bender harmonica solo, Gibson 335 electric guitar background rhythm, a full set drum kit, percussion, cowbell, and tambourine! 
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– Duesneberg Starplayer TV Phonic hollow body electric guitar
Llanpsych-- @llanpsych -- Tez – Gibson Les Paul electric guitar
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- Yamaha workstation organ and piano
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–lyrics and vocals
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 – PRS semi-hollow body electric guitar

This is a song that Frans wrote, recorded, and gave to Josh to share with the Eclectic Collective. Frans is playing all the foundational instruments of the incredibly intricate yet perfectly foundational rhythm section, including Fender electric bass, Roland synthesizer bass, Gibson SG electric guitar rhythm, Godin electric guitar slide background, trumpet background, horn section, including alto, tenor, and baritone saxophones, Hohner Blues Bender harmonica solo, Gibson 335 electric guitar background rhythm, a full set drum kit, percussion, cowbell, and tambourine. As mentioned in the previous sentence, he also plays the amazing harp solo after the second verse. All of Frans's music is a dazzling display of solo work on top of a dense, rock solid rhythm section. So, in that spirit, this song is a display of all of us taking 12 bars to show what we can do.
Tez was first to add his expert blues guitar in the section right after the opening vocals. Josh took the next slot, with the notey second guitar solo on the first chorus section. Stephen added his fiery guitar next, in the last slot, after Frans's harp solo. JJ was next in line, though, bringing his piano and organ to the mix, both in a support role throughout, and in the piano solo between Josh's solo and the second verse. Ken, then came up with some lyrics and sung the whole thing for us, very ably and in the propper spirit of the song (which was named randomly by Frans).
Of course, every great song needs a great producer, and we tapped Stephen to do the honors here, as he's our resident expert producer.
We are all honored and very grateful to Frans, whom we all respect and admire to a very high degree, for sharing this with us. On the off chance you aren't familiar with him, do yourself a favor and check out his page. He's as talented a multi-instrumentalist as you'll ever come across, with hours of astounding music on his page.
We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we all enjoyed creating it.
Original Lyrics by K2 and the Three:

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