Related tracks: Let's Break Our Hearts Tonight

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) 01/2024.

Thank you very much EbethB for this splendid voice and lyrics.

We wish all a Happy New Year 2024 🎈🎈🎈
who-are-you feat. EbethB
ebethb Vocals and Lyrics:
www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/11315/who-are-you-effects-by-ebethb-120bpm-pop-acapella
@ebethb
Pierre Bordetti:
E-Bass,Rhythm acoustic guitar,arrangements, Mix and Production.

Who Are You (feat EBETHB)

RISE AND FALL

Video;
https://youtu.be/RA0SEUQFPHo

Made in #Ableton (January 2024)

Genres;
#Electronic
#Pop
#Rock

Clear Approach

I never set out to make tracks like this... I even mean NOT to... but they seem to happen anyway!

Anyway, the image came first ... variants here: https://www.instagram.com/p/C2e27ago_j1/?img_index=2

And now there's a video:
https://www.instagram.com/p/C22GRYENoqI/
https://www.tiktok.com/@rollocarpenter/video/7330985779814042913
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IaO2LYfiL1Y

Sanguinello

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 feel 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

yeah...coming back to life
The connection between classic and modern...there is so much in common to discover ;-)

Amazing Habitat

UnBoxed March 2024
Original recording, lyrics and vocal performance by the elegantly exotic Quinsha @9uinsha
Reimagined and embellished by OUT OF THE BOX
[ d o w n l o a d a b l e ]

Lullaby (Featuring Quinsha)

This is a story about an Irish heroine called Grace O'Malley, Also known as Grainne of Clare. She lived in the late 1500's, she was known as the Pirate Queen of Ireland. She made fortunes, saved her sons from the Queen of England, fought on behalf or Ireland with her armada of ships and was a fierce, beautiful force of nature.. a true example of valour, will power, grace under pressure, fortitude and determination, with a commanding spirit. Here's to you Grace...   Happy St. Patrick's Day..    ☘️ Sláinte!!!  ☘️

Written, produced and performed by: Nat Daniels & Craig Durgy
Nat Daniels: tin whistle, guitar, piano & vocals
Craig Durgy: mandolin & vocals
Copyright 2024 Daniels & Durgy / Gentle Rain Records

Lyrics:  The Tale of Grace O’Malley

Let me tell you the tale
Of Grace O’Malley
Crimson red hair 
And the courage she carried
A nobleman’s daughter
A life full of rules
But fate took her hands 
And gave her sailing shoes
A pirate queen,  deadly  and fair…
In Gaelic her name wasn’t Grace
It’s Grainne of Clare  

Oh Grainne, Grainne of Clare
Who could lead men to battle, lead with a valkyrie stare
And you’d never give in
Though your life was at stake
You’d show us what valour could mean
For you’d rather die freely
Than live on your knees

V2
In a time when a girl 
Had no worth but breeding
You broke all the rules
And pierced every ceiling
You made all your fortunes
Then saved all your sons
And paid the Queens’ ransom
Then called all to arms
For bonnie Ireland needed you so
And your heart would never let go.. could never let go….

Oh Grainne, Grainne of Clare
Who could lead men to battle, 
Lead them with a with a valkyrie stare
And you’d never give in
Though your life was at stake
You’d show us what valour could mean
For you’d rather die freely
Than live on your knees
Oh you’d rather die freely 
Than live on your knees…

So now you know the tale.. of Grace O’Malley
Just a girl with red hair .. who was worth more than marriage
Now look at your daughters..  and tell them you love them
And treat them like equals and never condemn them
They’re all so much more.. they’re  worth so much more…
Like Grainne of Clare.

The Tale of Grace O'Malley

The Tale Of Grace O'Malley

℗© Copyright Ian Stokes. All Rights Reserved
Recorded, mixed and mastered in Logic.
Guitar played: Taylor 714CE in standard tuning 
Photography: Thanks go to Nigel and Libby Hume at Hume Photography.
Song Notes and Lyrics:
This song imagines one of those occasions when you by chance find yourself in a place where there is some great live music that somehow just seems right.....
Lyrics:
Somewhere in New York City
Or was it down in New Orleans 
Could have been in San Francisco
Or maybe it was all a dream
I was walking by an old blues bar-room 
When I heard somebody playing with some style
So I bought myself an ice cold beer
And listened for a while

Looked like he’d lived a whole life-time
Beard gone silver grey
The people in the place seemed spellbound
Happy just to hear him play
At home on stage under the spotlight 
Keeping time with his heel on the floor
I bought myself another beer
I stayed and Iistened some more 

He wore a fine silk waistcoat
Jacket on the back of his seat
Hat pulled down to his cheekbone
Boots tapping out that beat

He played until the bar-room closed
Right sound right time right place
He walked off into the night
With his old leather guitar case
Never knew his name
Don’t even know if he still plays
But I’ll picture that stage and hear that sound
For the rest…of my days

He wore a fine silk waistcoat
Jacket on the back of his seat
Hat pulled down to his cheekbone
Boots tapping out that beat

Fine Silk Waistcoat

Komposition - 602220240202 (Ambient Night)

Photography, painting and music are inextricably linked for me. My paintings and photographs are created on an equal footing with my songs. Sometimes they are mutually dependent, arising simultaneously in a creative process. This led to an idea for a video to bring you closer to my pictures and my music:
YouTube: https://youtu.be/n13TdtRdiy8?si=RUHeT9A52veBCZoG
Composed after a painting from a current series. Music created in interaction with painting and vice versa.
_____
Fotografie, Malerei und Musik sind für mich untrennbar miteinander verbunden. Meine Gemälde und Fotografien entstehen gleichberechtigt mit meinen Liedern. Manchmal bedingen sie sich gegenseitig und entstehen gleichzeitig in einem kreativen Prozess. Daraus entstand die Idee für ein Video, das euch meine Bilder und meine Musik näher bringen soll.
Zu sehen auf YouTube: https://youtu.be/n13TdtRdiy8?si=RUHeT9A52veBCZoG
Dieser Song ist komponiert nach einem Bild aus einer aktuellen Serie. Die Musik entsteht im Zusammenspiel mit der Malerei und umgekehrt.

Komposition - 602220240202

Komposition - 602220240202 (link to video inside)

Dark Ballet

The sun is a daily reminder that we too can rise again from the darkness, that we too can shine our own light.

NB4X ~ Ajna

Don't Mean A ThinG
Production by Fire Ark Radio

Don't Mean A ThinG

Raindrops falling in my cup
Coffee morning just woke up
Reasons mattered before time stopped
No one travelled and no one shopped
No you never got in line
Never stopped on a dime
You always wanted just to sing
Circled around and tied the ring. 

It always will grow
Is there a way I don’t know?
The garden’s got seed
A wind full of breeze…

Won’t see the light of day
Could barely repeat refrain
Counting all the money you spend
On nothing more than a big fat hen

Desensitized by karma dreams 
A prickly place to hide the seams
Reaching out to another brain
Trading riffs that last through days…

It always will grow
Is there a way I don’t know?
The garden’s got seed
A wind full of breeze…

A Prayer for the Dying

A song about how I came to learn to play the guitar and start to write songs. I am very sorry for the poor sound. But at the moment I can only record with my phone. That's why I have to play the song in one go. The drums are just the built-in drum accompaniment of my amplifier, which I switched on in this song after the first chords. I will buy an audio interface and try to find a DAW (free or not too expensive) - if you know a free one, you can send me a PM.
One day I will manage to get a better sound, I am sure! But for the first songs, only all live-played with the drums from my amp recorded via phone, since I cannot do more at the moment. Perhaps some like it nevertheless? I am a bit excited about pulishing my first track here...
Since someone asked for the lyrics:

Motörhead is dead
A song called Ramones brought me to them
In my girlsroom I learned to play the guitar
I knew that I would not get very far
When my teacher told us, Motörhead is dead
I wanted to find out the music they made
The music was so fast, the sound was so hard
A song called Ramones brought me to them
Another great band
A second hand guitar, amp from my brother, too loud for my mother
In my girlsroom, on my bed, with headphone on, guitar in hand
With every chord I felt more alive
Motörhead and the Ramones became my drive
I plug in my amp and turn on the sound
Playing Motörhead so loud
With Motörhead my journey had begun
Now I write songs one by one
I learn how to rock and run
And Motörhead lives on and on and on and on

Motorhead Is Dead

Everything In Love

Once We Were Divine

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