Chill ambient track, piano theme. sounds great!

It's wonderful to feel a fantastic atmosphere from the reverberant music 🌟🎶

This would make a good Christmas song🎶🎶🎶

Love these sounds and atmosphere. Joyful & comforting.

It sounds like mermaid voices in an imaginary ocean. 💗💖

An old experimental recording.
Photo by Ben White on Unsplash

Tranquility

We Are Dust

In memory of my dear friend Lebo, also drummer of the live band Laybow, here's another track of what turned out to be her final music session.

This is a live session played on nov. 5th 2021.  Lebo passed away on dec. 22nd 2021.

Though we may enjoy her energy embedded in her legacy and memories and in many different other ways, we will never get to interact with her directly again. And that will be missed tremendously. But she WILL be celebrated, this is not a question. 

The picture is her giving a 'goodnight kiss' as a funny pic to the bass player's son, a couple of years ago. This photo brings a smile to my face as it's full of joyful vibes.

me: guitar and voice
PP: bass
Lebo: drums

Polaroid (live 2021-11-05)

The Solstice - Autumn Has Gone (Nostalgia Di Un Tempo Remoto)

https://soundcloud.com/slimecop

https://soundcloud.com/slimecopjr based on the film Time after Time 1979

https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0080025/



    LYRICS:TIMECOP!

A new toy for Juliette wants to play a game
The hidden knife is in his hand, carving out her shame
They took him for a victim, but they didn't know his name
Now, reflected in the mirror glass, multitudes are maimed

Uprooted from his era by some technologic means
Transplanted to a place that's unlike anything he's seen
Soon these stainless city streets won't be so crystal-clean
And he'll lay his bloody hands on the controls of the machine

He's traded in the Liston knife for a living blade
The incisions so much neater than what any surgeon made
And he's going on a lil' trans-chronologic escapade
History re-wrote with what the open throat has sprayed

The sacred whores he'd slaughter at the Anu Ziggurat
Butchered suffragettes and starlets, their assailants never caught
The future Oval Office rug a crimson Rorschach blot
He brings Whitechapel with him, any time and any spot

Past, present, future, all beneath the veiny rod
The Mothers murdered in their caves, before the glaciers thawed
This world becomes a charnel pit where women's bones are gnawed
If you want to know his name, we simply call him God

Jack is Back(SLIME COP OOTO)

Because Valentine's Day was yesterday, and today is today.  By Janine Levinson 2022.   **note - I made a mistake and used the phrase "coat of arms" when I meant "suit of armor." Wishful thinking with phrasing I think. Anyway, I like how it came out so I left it that way. You get the point of the song I hope <3

Everything Reminds Him of Her

He wants a whole new sky
He found the end of the stars
He stayed up all night long just looking

He needs a coat of arms 
Around his broken heart
To keep the pangs of love from shooting in

That’s because everything reminds him of her

He kept the car top down
And he just drove around
‘Cause there was her perfume on everything

He bought a brand new ride 
He put the Mustang down
Just for that new car smell of a Chevrolet

Because everything reminds him of her

Maybe if It’s always night 
Or maybe if I cross my eyes
Then you can steal away when I’m not looking
Or maybe make a deal with me 
And vanish from my memories
Just keep yourself away so I can face tomorrow’s

Brand new sky 
Featuring all new stars
He stayed up all night long just watching

And into a tiny hole 
Made in his coat of arms
Entered a spear of love just shooting in

And everything reminds him of her

Everything Reminds Him Of Her

PEACE
PEACE in Ukraine and all over our planet
An end to all wars

PEACE

Wilfried Hanrath: PEACE

Out of the Box June 2022
Percussion and found sounds interlude with women talking

All Right Actually

A-Lucifer

The discreet ceremony of life changes and growth, a quiet conversation 

She's leaning forward absently
searching like she's drifting 
so she can speak to me
why spread my blossom neath a cloudy sky
(petals wet and dripping)
in places where my hips grow wide
where the earth is cleaved and ripped aside
the solid rush as such...
she whispers of her first bed hush
the secret of her bloom 
the unveiling of new moons
with her breath against my ear
she quivers in her fear
searching like she's drifting as she speaks to me
when the moon subsides
I will shake these petals dry
while my curves enjoy new spaces
in the places they grow wide
a faded blush as such 
echoes of her first bed hush
yea
I can feel her touch
lips parted near
warm and soft across the years
the perfume of her speech drifting absently
so she could speak to me
the unveiling of new moons
the secret hush of blooms

#girlhood

Tranquility

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