Related tracks: WALK ON THE WILD SIDE (Lou Reed Cover)

WALK ON THE WILD SIDE (Lou Reed Cover)
All instruments and Vocals by Andrew Borderick
Recorded, Produced & Mastered By Andrew Borderick
Released by AB Music 2024

INFINITY

WALK ON THE WILD SIDE

WALK ON THE WILD SIDE (Lou Reed Cover)

Texte Français et Google traduction
ELLE AVANCE DOUCEMENT

Marquées sur le visage
Des traces de souffrances
Un mal bien avant l'âge
Pourquoi ce manque de chance
Que dire d'un accident
Un mauvais coup du sort
La perte d'un enfant
Parti si vite et mort

Dans toutes ses blessures
Qui l'on marquées à vie
Nombreuses autres brûlures
Lui prennent le cœur aussi
L'absence d'amour
Qu'elle n'a pas accepté
Depuis ce triste jour
Quand lui, il a quitté

Mais elle avance doucement
Se méfie tout simplement
Elle a trop peur de retomber
Créant un nuage pour s'échapper
Car ce n'est qu'en altitude
Qu'elle se retrouve en plénitude

Elle se refait une vie
Toute simple et ordinaire
Dans ses pensées aussi
C'est une douce mère
Mais là-haut bat son cœur
Elle n'oubliera jamais
Mauvais jour de malheur 
Fait de mal et regrets

Elle reste à exister
Et toujours comme elle peut
Essayant d'avancer
En faisant de son mieux
Car ses autres petits
Qui eux n'ont rien à voir
Font aussi toute sa vie
Et mérite ses regards
 
Mais elle avance doucement
Se méfie tout simplement
Elle a trop peur de retomber
Créant un nuage pour s'échapper
Car ce n'est qu'en altitude
Qu'elle se retrouve en plénitude

Elle se fait vivre ainsi
Malgré toutes ses traces
Et attend qu'aujourd'hui
Que le malheur s'efface
Doucement dans sa tête
Pour reprendre un chemin
Et revivre peut être
Ne voyant que demain

Mais elle avance doucement
Se méfie tout simplement
Elle a trop peur de retomber
Créant un nuage pour s'échapper
Car ce n'est qu'en altitude
Qu'elle se retrouve en plénitude

SHE MOVES SLOWLY
Marked on the face
Traces of suffering
An illness well before its time
Why this lack of luck
What to say about an accident
A bad twist of fate
The loss of a child
Gone so quickly and dead

In all his wounds
Who marked them for life
Numerous other burns
Take his heart too
The absence of love
That she didn't accept
Since that sad day
When he left

But she moves slowly
Just be wary
She's too afraid of falling again
Creating a cloud to escape
Because it's only at altitude
May she find herself in fullness

She's making a new life
Very simple and ordinary
In his thoughts too
She's a sweet mother
But up there beats his heart
She will never forget
Bad day of misfortune
Hurts and regrets

She remains to exist
And always as she can
Trying to move forward
Doing your best
Because his other little ones
Who they have nothing to do with
Also do all his life
And deserves his looks

But she moves slowly
Just be wary
She's too afraid of falling again
Creating a cloud to escape
Because it's only at altitude
May she find herself in fullness

She makes herself live like this
Despite all its traces
And wait until today
May the misfortune fade away
Softly in his head
To get back on a path
And maybe live again
Seeing only tomorrow

But she moves slowly
Just be wary
She's too afraid of falling again
Creating a cloud to escape
Because it's only at altitude
May she find herself in fullness

ELLE AVANCE DOUCEMENT

When I need to lay my troubles down about things beyond my control, I take a stroll across the Indigo Bridge for safe passage over the Big Blue. The only toll required to crossover — temporarily letting your worries go. And, hopefully, you enjoy a songbird serenade on the trip to the other side. 💙✌️

70 bpm
DAW Apple Logic Pro X
MIDI Akai Pro MPK 
E-instruments:
Steinway Grand Piano
Boesendorfer Grand Piano 
SoCal Ballad Piano 
Deep Organ
Cellos
Upright Ballad Bass
Studio Brush Kit 
Studio R&B+ Kit
Lo-Fi Remix 
Latin Kit 

Audio of bird chirps recorded live June 29, 2024.

Cover art: Derived from a public domain photo of the Golden Gate Bridge via Wikimedia Commons
https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Golden_Gate_Bridge,_San_Francisco,_California_LCCN2013633353.tif

Indigo Bridge

GREATEST HITS

I’m blowin’ notes streetside in a horn section   
Blown garbage and coppered boots all gone tangling. 
You’re Bixby’s Bridge above Kerouac’s canyon.  
Way above the ruts in your trending fashion      

You’ve been playin’ me your greatest hits.    
But I need from you something ordinary (Like)           
Falling vacant down a slip               
What capture’s me is the fragmentary - humanity

You’re all coiff n pressed jeans uber-reaching
Gripping on to a scene and about it beseeching
You’re jetting over Miller’s Big Sur resident shack
History is nothing but a scratch on your back

You’ve been playin’ me your greatest hits. . .  
But I need from you something ordinary (Like)           
A eureka moment guilt trip               
What capture’s me is the fragmentary – humanity

What was I just a birthright the right side of the tracks
But egalitarian ideas caught you in a trap
Trying to show a social conscience don’t come naturally
Such a handbrake on life’s beckoning verdant tapestry

You’ve been playin’ me your greatest hits. . .  
You’ve been playin’ me your greatest hits. . .

Greatest Hits

REM meets Deelite in Berry Gordon’s studio kinda track

Stay In The Pocket

Metronome: 115 bpm.  (Fan-fret 1st time.)

A Waltz In A Haystack

Music & Lyrics: Jan Schonander

This track is a little nuts.....

If you've ever battled a raccoon, this is the song for you, sung from the perspective of the perpetrator. Raccoons are wily little buggers and more than a little guile is needed to control the movements of an animal that has been trapped in a cage before.

Debated with myself a bit on adding more instruments and sounds but in the end decided that less was more. The "rhythm guitar" is a distorted saturated synth and the "lead" is a Logic Pro Heavy Metal guitar manipulated with the pitch stick on my synth. The difficult part was getting the swing on the drums right and the ADSR right on the main synth, modulation and LFO. Also played a bit with the compression to get a breathing sound.

About the raccoon - that battle is ongoing - physical deterrence is now in place.

The raccoon, also spelled racoon and sometimes called the common raccoon or northern raccoon to distinguish it from the other species, is a mammal native to North America. It is the largest of the procyonid family, having a body length of 40 to 70 cm (16 to 28 in), and a body weight of 5 to 26 kg (11 to 57 lb). Its grayish coat mostly consists of dense underfur, which insulates it against cold weather. The animal's most distinctive features include its extremely dexterous front paws, its facial mask, and its ringed tail, which are common themes in the mythologies of the Indigenous peoples of the Americas surrounding the species. The raccoon is noted for its intelligence, and studies show that it is able to remember the solution to tasks for at least three years. It is usually nocturnal and omnivorous, eating about 40% invertebrates, 33% plants, and 27% vertebrates. [Wikipedia]

NEVER LOSE

Keep on coming back
Doesn’t really matter 
Spicy red American 
Coyote piss whatever

Turn up the volume
Tie up the bait 
Bag it all, close the door
I don’t give a damn

I’ll never give up
I’ll never give up

I know what’s down under
I know what you’re trying to hide

It’s all mine
Day or night 
I don’t even care
Seen all the tricks
You can try again
All over again

Keep on coming back
Never ever mattered
Inca mountain flake 
Apple cider try

Play rock’n’roll
Talk show or news
Heard it all before
Kinda like it now

I’ll never give up
I’ll never give up

Time is on my side
Time is my legal guardian

Find another way
Find your hidden weakness 
Seen you from above
You can try again
All over and again

Keep on coming back
Its never gonna matter
Flashing disco lights
I’ll do a pirouette

Put a ring on it
I’ll go left or right
I’m coming down
I got you number

I’ll never give up
I’ll never give up

I know where you live
I know when you’re asleep

It’s all mine
Day or night 
I don’t even care
Seen all the tricks
You can try again
All over again

I never lose
I never lose
I never lose
I never lose

Keep on
Keep on coming back
Keep on
Keep on coming back

It’s all mine
Day or night 
I don’t even care
Seen all the tricks
You can try again
All over again

I never lose

Never Lose

Fantastic Flight

In the most honoring memories of the legend J. Cash who (from above) may excuse my humble try.

Original written by Trent Reznor. Cover performed by J. Cash.

Hurt (Cover - J. Cash)

Derealization

This is a re-worked version of a track from a few years back. There's a raw edge to it…so I re-named it to reflect the Springtime wildflowers blooming down here right now.

Wild Notes

EACH LEVEL DEEPER feat. IPG1 & Paploviante
Vocals and Verses: IPG1
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/each-level-deeper-vox-08-bpm
Backing Track: 
Paploviante
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/olympics-2024
Lillithe: adding Trumpet, Special effects, Synths, Beat and
             Production

Each Level Deeper feat. IPG1 & Paploviante

Lyrics by Michele Ansani and Joe Stroffolino
Music by Joe Stroffolino (https://soundcloud.com/joseph-stroffolino)

I proposed the lyrics to Joe, who did a great job improving the metrics and adding parts and, of course, writing the music and then singing and producing the song. Thank you, Joe!

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When I was thirteen I picked up my first guitar
it was my mother's, it only had one nylon string
I tried to play it like a rock star
I learned to play the Coca-Cola jingle
So I could teach the world to sing
When I was fourteen, I put on six new strings
I learned to play the Beatles, I learned the Bob Dylan songs
I sounded out of tune but I tried to carry on
At fifteen I wrote my first original tune
So bad that sounded like it might have been written by a baboon
When I was sixteen, I got a new guitar for my birthday
The metal strings sawed through my fingers
But I continued to play
And the calluses formed and every day I learned a brand new chord
I was obsessed with that guitar and I never grew bored.
I wrote songs every day and most of them were a mess
But I believed that through hard work, I could achieve success
Malcom Gladwell wrote a book that said it takes ten thousand hours
To become and expert at your craft

But now all it takes is two commands and an enter
And in two minutes you have ten versions of the same damn new song,
You just have to choose the type
folk, rock, rap, pop, metal, jazz, trap or blues.
You don't even need to write the lyrics,
you push a few buttons let the AI choose.
And people will like your songs because they’re danceable.

AI is generative and like the sleep of reason generates monsters
And like the sleep of reason generates monsters
the sleep of reason generates monsters

When I was 20, I did my first concert, it was time
it occurred in a village square
there were four cats all friends of mine
I was still using the plectrum and sometimes I got the chords wrong
at thirty I finally wrote what I thought was a decent song
It had a very well thought out structure
And a catchy vibe and beat
It was overly verbose but when I played it people tapped their feet
In my forties I stopped wasting my time
Work was more fun I was doing just fine
I had a steady paycheck that could feed me
And the record companies didn’t need me
In my fifties once again my musical juices started flowing
I bought the necessary equipment
I was eager to get going
I recorded all my strumming and saved it onto my PC
The internet and technology were advancing rapidly
I took those special songs I’d written of which I was most proud
Posted them on Instagram, You Tube, Tik Tok and SoundCloud
I asked myself if a tree falls in the forest and no one’s around
Does it make a sound?

And now all it takes is two commands and an enter
And in two minutes you have ten versions of the same
damn new song,
You just have to choose the type
folk, rock, rap, pop, metal, jazz, trap or blues.
You don't even need to write the lyrics,
your push a few buttons let the AI choose
And people will like your songs because they’re danceable.

AI is generative, and like the sleep of reason generates monsters
And like the sleep of reason generates monsters
the sleep of reason generates monsters

AI sucks song [Michele Ansani - Joe Stroffolino] **

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves:  Vocals
Gary Reeves:  Congas
Hans-Michael Albers: All other instruments,  Arrangement & Production

Illustration by Michael Tompsett

Behind the mix video:  
https://youtu.be/B8sz6TwQfh0?si=_vU1R8YKlnKTCMNm

My niece Sam has always been a wholly free and singular spirit, something which enables her to fully embrace life and live it exactly how she pleases.  For his proposal of marriage, her partner Tom arranged for a busker to play ‘Here Comes The Sun’ (her favourite song) as they walked along the beach one bright Sunday morning.  They decided to tie the knot on the Isle Of Wight, a small island set off the coast of Southern England and known by locals as ‘The Jewel Of The South’.  For various reasons, none of the band are able to travel to the ceremony, which is taking place today, on the 27th. August 2024 so, as means of both apology and compensation, I decided to write a song to commemorate the joining together of two profoundly unique people.  We hope our gift will always help remind them of this very special day on their Island of Dreams.

Most of my songs are connected to events from both past and present and as I searched for the catalyst that would light my path to a song for Sam and Tom, my mind alighted on something that happened at my 60th. birthday party.  

In the traditional Reeves’ fashion, live music was an essential part of the celebrations.  
To get things going, Gal and myself played a few Cripple Club songs, my brother Bri’s kids Joby and Blue did a couple of theirs until we eventually reached a point where it seemed there were more people on stage than in the audience.  For those in the latter category, I left various percussion instruments laying around so that even they could join in if they so wished.  Sam chose an old  tambourine, which sadly fell apart in her hands as she was playing.  She felt so guilty that she brought along her older sister Elizabeth for support when breaking the news to me, thinking I might not react too well.  But I just smiled and told her that these things happen.  Over the subsequent years it became something of a running joke between us and was referenced every time we met at birthday celebrations.

Consequently, it was uppermost in my mind when I was writing the song and is even  referred to in the lyrics, so it struck me as a good idea to buy her, from the band, a wedding present of a lovely new tambourine as a way of keeping the memory of that lovely evening alive.  I can’t wait to see her playing it….  

I am most indebted to both Hans & Gary for their input into the song it has become.  Most importantly, though, we all hope that Sam and Tom enjoy hearing it.  Our distanced garage band wish them a lifetime of happiness, music and fun.  (Terry Reeves) 

Sam and Tom on a journey, channel to cross
Ceremony of joining, no history being lost
No forgotten treasures of a family and past
Dancing for enjoyment, recognition to last

Chorus:
A theatre of emotions 
Performance of dreams
Forward excitement 
Happiness it brings (Happiness it brings)

The asking of questions, the answer I do
Legal bonding connection of one into two
Marriage much more than a paper to sign
Promise to each other, feelings underlined

Chorus

Partnership giving a respect and affection
Supporting each other, every life direction
Jewel of the South, East Afton Farmhouse shines
Confirmation of your love, together combines

Chorus

Best wishes from the band, club of enjoyment 
Thinking of you both, this very special moment 
Synchronicity of music, on new tambourine 
Lifetime share forever, supporting the theme 

Chorus

This tiny island, brings the largest of dreams
Combined love and kindness always to be seen
Celebrate marriage, squeezing close real tight 
Commitment forever, on this tiny island delight

ISLAND OF DREAMS - CRIPPLE CLUB

"All you do" get me into trouble.
Electronic music with vocals
https://open.spotify.com/album/3Mv1U8iTUMEq6rYPvSDYnH?si=nobSm42HQMagzywII1zyUw

All You Do

The Forest Army

Looking Back (Remix 2024)

The new album with the theme “Blues” is now available on all well-known platforms. This album also features collaborations with very talented SoundCloud friends. Enjoy listening

Bluestastic

Lazy Bones

The Rose Theatre existed for only 17 years before its demolition in 1604. In the days of Shakespeare's tragedies this was surely a sad tale indeed. 
With 22 theatres in London at the end of the Tudor dynasty these bawdy wooden palaces were situated on the rough southern side of the Thames where cock fighting and bear baiting were also prevalent attractions. The remains of the Rose Theatre's foundations were discovered during recent redevelopment and are now a much heralded visitor attraction.

Track: Recorders / Soprano Sax / Flutes / Tenor Sax / Clarinet / Beats

Pic (c/o Pinterest): A re-imagining of the Rose Theatre on the south bank of the Thames (near the Globe Theatre) in cross section.

Tudor Rose Blues

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.  Featuring Godin Nylon Guitar solo. Soprano Saxophone solo. Fender Rhodes Electric Piano solo. Acoustic Stand up Bass. Roland Synthesizer Bass. Fender Rhodes Electric Piano Rhythm. Vibraphone Rhythm. Trap drum set full kit. Percussion Bongos, Congas, Rainstick, Tree chimes, Ziljan 22" Ride & Crash Cymbal, Cowbell, Ago go Bells.

Cannery Row

Evening Tide

Cast of Characters:

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – 4-string fretless bass
Mysterious Decibel-- @themysteriousdecibel  --MD—effected vocals
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- organ, trippy synth
Llanpsych-- @llanpsych -- Tez – electric guitar
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– electric guitar, production, mix, and mastering
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums and seed idea 
Composition – The Eclectic Collective

This song began about half a year ago, as part of a three song set that Ken started with some really cool beats. Josh was first to the trough for here, laying in his fretless bass groove to complete the foundation and give it some tonal direction. Stephen came next and laid in the really trippy textural guitar that you hear throughout. JJ was next with his serious, no joke organ playing, which sets the mood for the whole thing. Last, but not least, Tez joined by adding some really cool accent guitar throughout.
  Of course, every great song needs a great producer, so we tapped Stephen to do the honors on this.
  We had originally made this and the other two song with the intention of having The Mysterious Decibel and his friend Modes About Me sing on them. However, life got in the way, so we sat on them. Finally, MD let us know that he wasn't able to complete the project with us, much to everyone's, including his, disappointment. However, MD did lay down a rough vocal demo for us, which Stephen very ably processed to sound almost like another instrument in there. So, we're releasing this song as a tribute to them both, with gratitude, especially to MD for all the great work he's put in with us. If you're not familiar with either of them, do yourself a favor and check them out. Modes about me is at  @modesaboutme and the link to The Mysterious Decibel can be found in the link in the cast of characters above. 
  This is an example of what it sounds like when the whole band composes a song together. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed making it.

Mysterious Modes (Eclectic Collective)

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

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