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68_ Lebenssequenzen (Cosmic Baby Tribute) - released on 05 November 2024

Inspired by "Sequenz des Lebens" I pay homage to Cosmic Baby, pioneer of trance! With a hard ending! ;-) #electronic #trance #liverecording

(produced with BlocsWave & LaunchPad)

Lebenssequenzen (Cosmic Baby Tribute)

Ricochet 128 BPM

Music, lyrics, vocal & ac. guitar : Grave

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DU SKA VA PRESIDENT - IMPERIET
Cover by Stina Crow and ExploderaMera
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Du ska va president
Du ska va president
Du ska va president

Nånstans nere under jorden på botten av ett hål
I en gruva i Hell city värker muskler av stål
Där barndomssånger botar ånger läker sår
Där skyltfönsterögon lägger pussel-letar spår

Alla föddes lika nakna utan stygn på sin kropp
Tio-tusen ton stenar där städer växte opp
Megatropolis väggar andas smärta andas hopp
Under jorden, under jorden

Men du vet väl att

Du ska va president du ska va miljonär
Du ska va president du ska va miljonär
Du ska va president du ska va miljonär
Du ska va president du ska va miljonär

Under nattens svarta himmel är det fest i timmar tolv
Alla inkassobreven fyller år på ditt golv
Men vårat liv är kort, ett party i en papperskorg
Sjung en sång för barnen om ett liv utan sorg

Nånstans nere i bunkern dunkar hammarslagens sång
Om hur solen värmer kroppar efter vinter lång
Låt den eka i din hjärna du måste du e stjärna
Under jorden


Men du vet väl att

Du ska va president du ska va miljonär
Du ska va president du ska va miljonär
Du ska va president du ska va miljonär
Du ska va president du ska va miljonär

Men du vet väl att

Du ska va president du ska va miljonär
Du ska va president du ska va miljonär
Du ska va president du ska va miljonär
Du ska va president du ska va miljonär
Under jorden
Under jorden
Hej hej å
Under jorden

Under jorden
Hej hej å
Under jorden
Men du vet väl att

DU SKA VA PRESIDENT (Cover by Nix & Stina)

This is an old song written around 2001 when I was a very unhappy bachelor! It was 3 years before I met the love of my life and I guess I was a victim of love!  I was trying to write a Pop Punk Rock song, similar to The Cars of the 80's & 90's. I think I failed, what else is new!! 😣 This was recorded on an old TASCAM 8-track recorder and it sounds very tinny and not very well mixed. I was going to re-record it now with my new equipment but I'm just too behind in other projects to record everything over again, so what you hear, is what you get! Written and recorded around the same time as "Beautiful Blonde" and "That's Between Me and You", as a matter of fact I found this one while I was doing the video for "Beautiful Blonde". Everything is me on this one, including vocals (please forgive) but in a weird quirky way, I kind of like it, it could be a hit, if it was recorded and sung properly. I edited it down a bit, took off about 1 minute and added some new audio special effects here and there. This song is totally about nothing and made up in the studio. Just a guy telling himself he's NOT a victim of love when in fact he very much IS a victim of love! The irony is delicious!😂 

VIDEO - https://youtu.be/pbe_jm38lfw

The video is brand new, I just finished it last month and it's better than the song itself, in my opinion! There are some comic bits in the video since it's a very light hearted song. Thanks for listening & watching and I hope everyone likes it!🙏 Here's a Love Test for you! Just repeat "I'm not a victim of love" 3 times quickly and tap your heels together and if nothing happens you're a victim of love!👍😎✌🏼

“VICTIM OF LOVE”

I WON’T STOP YOU,  
WALK YOUR PRETTY-SELF OUT THAT DOOR,     
IF THAT MAKES YOU HAPPY,   
YOU CAN’T HURT ME ANYMORE,
          
YOUR TEARS WON’T AFFECT ME, 
YOU WON’T BREAK MY HEART AGAIN,     
SO LEAVE IF YOU WANT TO,    
BUT THERE’S NO COMING BACK MY FRIEND,
     
I’LL STAND MY GROUND,        
NO MATTER HOW MUCH IT WEARS ME DOWN,       
YOU WON’T GET THE BEST OF ME, 
B-B-BABY,          
I’LL BE AROUND,        
YOU CAN DISAPPEAR WITHOUT A SOUND,      
I’M IMMUNE TO YOUR VELVET GLOVE,        
AND I’M NOT A VICTIM OF LOVE,  

DON’T WASTE MY TIME,   
IF YOU DON’T LOVE ME THEN SAY GOODBYE,   
EITHER WAY, I’M OKAY,    
BUT YOU WON’T FOOL ME WITH YOUR LIES,
                                                           
DON’T EXPECT ME,               
TO BREAKDOWN BECAUSE YOU’RE GONE,   
DO WHAT YOU FEEL IS RIGHT,     
BUT YOU’LL REGRET IT IF YOU’RE WRONG, 

I’LL STAND MY GROUND,         
NO MATTER HOW MUCH IT WEARS ME DOWN,        
YOU WON’T GET THE BEST OF ME, 
B-B-BABY,        
I’LL BE AROUND,        
YOU CAN DISAPPEAR WITHOUT A SOUND,        
I’M IMMUNE TO YOUR VELVET GLOVE,         
AND I’M NOT A VICTIM OF LOVE,         
I'M NOT A VICTIM OF LOVE,        
I'M NOT A VICTIM OF LOVE,        
I'M NOT A VICTIM OF LOVE! 
                           
BY JIM VALDES 
© 2001

"VICTIM OF LOVE" (Video - https://youtu.be/pbe_jm38lfw)

Black keys

Roadkill
a track from ROADRUNNER

I wrote Roadkill from the place where the past and present collide so hard that you can feel the bruise forming under your skin. This song is the reckoning you try to avoid until it corners you. It comes from that moment when the mask cracks, when the exhaustion stops being metaphor and becomes the actual truth sitting in your chest. Roadkill is the point in the journey where you realize the path toward self acceptance is not clean, not linear, and not polished. It is messy. It is out of tune in places. It is real in a way that hurts.

In the world of ROADRUNNER, this track is the confrontation you cannot outrun. It holds the panic of being seen and the ache of being overlooked. It asks what happens when you no longer recognize your own momentum, when you cannot tell whether you are disappearing or finally showing up. This is the emotional wreckage you stumble through when you admit that something inside you has been decaying beneath the surface, no matter how hard you tried to scrub yourself clean. Roadkill circles the questions you whisper only when you are alone: do I rot where the world can see me, or do I scream until someone finally turns their head?

Sonically, Roadkill feels stripped open. The vocals sit raw and imperfect on purpose, because honesty does not shine. It sticks. It stains. The production leans toward grit and distortion, as if the song itself has been dragged across miles of pavement. It should sound like a body left in its own truth, the world speeding past while the heart beats slow and unsure. Roadkill is the sound of being reduced to your pieces and still choosing to look at them.

(from the album ROADRUNNER, a spiritual pop experimental collection about ego death, emotional reckoning, and the long sprint toward self-acceptance.)

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