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suterén 3.8.

SpukSchreibMaschine

New songs from the second half of 2024, taken from the albums, Shiny Yellow Bastard, Blood Orange, and I Shall Never Play The Dane. 







2024 : Not You, Naan Bread.

It was a cold and dark December
There wasn’t much to remember
I was born into this world an innocent child

And ever since they told me
To live my life decently
To live this life in the name of paradise

So I grew up and took a wife
We built ourselves a life
But suffered at the hands of fate and now we cry

Now life has us on the run
Living it ain’t quite so fun
We keep our hopes in the name of paradise

It was a cold and dark December
Nearly went and met the maker
Now anything can happen and I’m glad to be alive

Now I’m growing old so fast
All the loved ones in my past
In their eyes is the name of paradise

In The Name Of Paradise

Matt Hancock

Haven't Seen The Sun

Look at The Sun [Nancy Pie]

Days in the Sun

An acoustic version of "Two Women" featuring an exquisitely beautiful cello arrangement by composer Juliette Cavendish, performed by cellist Lily Thornton, with Phil Turcio on piano-and a beautiful vocal from Bobby Flynn

Two Women-acoustic (feat. Bobby Flynn and Juliette Cavendish)

Oh, it was alright at the start.
But then you drank too much, and things just start to slowly fall apart.
And it'll be alright in the end.
And all the other bullshit coming from your friends.

Don't talk that fucking shit to me.
You know exactly how this goes.
You can't do nothing and expect things just to change.
Been down the road.
Cigarettes and Alcohol.

You got yourself some little tart.
Kidding yourself that you're so much better than you are.
They all think you're a fucking dick.
Be better if it didn't take you years to realise it.

Don't talk that fucking shit to me.
You know exactly how this goes.
You best do something if you're wanting shit to change.
Been down the road.
Cigarettes and Alcohol.

So you pour yourself another drink,
And you're gipping in your kitchen sink.
There's empty cans hidden in every hole.

And you're kidding no one but yourself.
There's no escaping mental health.
Reflection staring back all pale and gaunt.

The fun has gone it passed you by.
Old Red eyes they don't even cry.
They only get more angry at the world.

The only solution's another drink.
Another drink and, another drink.
That familiar feeling, all safe and warm.

Don't talk that fucking shit to me.
You know exactly how this goes.
Give it three days and you'll be rid of the fucking shakes.
Been down the road.
Cigarettes and Alcohol.

Cigarettes and Alcohol [2023]

Klangoebel-Soundtracks, Vol. 2: Stranger Atmospheres

Wetlands

great collab with myself and boilerman'' You elevevate me"'music and amazing guitar Boilerman check him out on soundcloud.Lyrics Vocals and Harmonies Gary Hayward,to make things original and different hope you like

'''Elevate Me""" collab Boilerman Music.gary hayward vocals and lyrics

Soft as cream.
Your waters wouldn't muddy a stream.
Just a blowhard.
All your wildest schemes 
They contain nothing at all.

The places you say you've been.
Found a quiet little corner to live in your dreams
Save your plastic pleas.
You're crazy.
Ooft, you're so hard.

Now, you want to think about it.
What is there to think about?
Now that you're all alone.
Sat on your phone.
Just a constant drone.
Now you wanna talk it out.
Always gotta talk about.
What is there to talk about?
You're just alone.
Boy, you should have known.

Summer breeze.
Floating on a high from the bennies kicking.
Pocket full of empty, candid, claptrap.
Outside, mafting, saucer, rat-trap.

It's hard to change.
When you've never even seen your own face.
When you can't decide which one to replace.
And which one to wear today.

Now you wanna think it out.
What is there to think about?
Now that you're all alone.
Sit on your phone.
Emit your constant drone.
Now you wanna talk it out.
Always gotta talk about.
What is there to talk about?
You're just alone.
Boy, you should have known.

Now you wanna think it out.
What is there to think about?
Now that you're all alone.
Sit on your phone.
Emit your constant drone.
Now you wanna talk it out.
Always gotta talk about.
What is there to talk about?
You're just alone.
Boy, you should have known.

When you look in the mirror.
Do you know who you face?
You're never gonna get out of this place.

Talk It Out

𝕴 𝕷𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕾𝖚𝖓𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖊 - 𝖁2

Atom The Hero

All Is Aglow

nightswvm

With "Sunset Serenity," I wanted to create a musical experience that offers listeners a refuge of tranquility and introspection, akin to the sensation of watching a peaceful sunset. I was inspired by moments of peace I find in nature, especially during those magical times when day meets night.

I used a rich harmonic structure and variable dynamics to reflect the complexity of human emotions. The minor chord progressions and the key of G# minor add a touch of melancholy, while the diverse instruments contribute to a complex sonic texture. My intention was to create a musical narrative arc that guides the listener through an emotional journey from calm and introspection to intensity and, ultimately, to peace and reconnection.

At the end of the creative process, I felt that "Sunset Serenity" managed to capture the essence of the transitional and reflective moment I wanted to convey. The piece not only offers a space for relaxation and introspection but also succeeds in touching the listener's soul with its emotional depth and harmonic beauty. It is an auditory experience meant to bring inner peace and reconnection with oneself, a serenity at sunset.

Echoes And Whispers

Sunset Serenity

Whilst seeking out light in the dark.
You whispered and put out your spark.
Supposedly seeking out truth.
You wandered in amongst the brutes.

Oh, Ozymandias, you are.
But you didn't fall very far.
The never-ending stretch of sands,
And every bit flows through your hands.

You wanted to beat me.
You wanted to see what I've got.
Not a lot.
Oh, you howled at the sight of the moon.
You wanted to be me.
You wanted to temper the shock.
Took your shot.
By the light of the blood orange moon.
 
You sought out the secret too soon.
The dog star arriving in June.
You barely remembered the tune.
you drank up your fill of the moon.

A beautiful, terrible mind.
Beware spake the sign of the sign.
Your arrow is shot falling down.
You'll never escape from this town.

You wanted to be me.
You wanted to see what I've got.
Not a lot.
Did it all by the light of the moon.
You wanted to beat me.
You wanted to see what I'm not.
Took a shot.
By the light of the blood orange moon.


Blood Orange Moon

Forcing down this drink.
I never stop to think.
Guess I forgot. (Guess I forgot)
Can't ever stop these shakes.
Or another pill to take.
A day to blot (To blot)
Oh, what am I to do?
Can't make it without you.
I had my shot. (My shot)
Who was I supposed to be?
It's easier to see.
Who I am not. (I'm not)

I know that I'm a dickhead on the drink.
I know I'm only made of what they think.
I know reality is what they saw.
I think I always hoped for something more.
Says a lot.

I never wanted change.
Another rearrange.
I've said my lot. (My lot)
Sat firmly back in place. 
Gave up on the chase.
I've been forgot. (Forgot)
Oh, what am I to do?
Happy without you.
To have's, have not. (Have not)
Which one then is me?
I lost it in the we.
I am, am (I) not? (Am not)

I know that I'm a dickhead in the drink.
I know I'm only made of what they think.
I know reality is what we found.
I always looked for something in the sound.
Says a lot.

Says A Lot

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Title: City in the Autumn Rain
Music by Michael Herter
Genre: Jazz, Piano, Saxophone
Video: https://youtu.be/1tljRusF5ZA

"City in the Autumn Rain" paints a vivid picture of a quiet cityscape wrapped in the gentle embrace of a fall drizzle. The piano and saxophone solos move like raindrops, their melodies delicate yet deeply emotive. The double bass provides a grounding presence, while the string section sweeps in like a breeze through damp streets. Subtle rhythms from the snare drum and hi-hat, played with brushes, evoke the soft patter of rain on cobblestones. This slow, relaxing composition invites listeners to lose themselves in the reflective mood of a rainy autumn day.

D-Dur; 4/4; 60 bpm

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I Miss You, But It’s Still Fuck You

The Persian Chessboard

Sneaky Russian, how do you do?
Bet we're thinking just the same as you.
Should we give ourselves a talking to?
What a world.
Oh, American, how do you plead?
Bet you'd like to see us on our knees.
Are you too wrapped up with greed?
To make it work.

Standing out in the crowd.
Why you all gotta talk so loud?
And what's made you so proud?
Of all your words.
Oh, china-man what do you say?
Could we all be friends one day?
Shall we put the bad things away?
We can all be here to stay.
I guess our time is running out.

Can't you all just get along?
We can't all sing the same song.
When neither one is wrong.
The fighting carries on.
And on, and on, and on.

Half cut with my friends.
We're sorting through.
We'll sort it out.
This world spins round.
Within or without. 

Three sheets to the wind.
We're sorting out.
Just sorting through.
Without a clue.
We lack the clout.
To figure it out.

Sneaky Russian hasn't the means.
The follow up to having a dream.
Contemplating some expensive jeans?
But they are cursed.
You Americans a-wouldn't know.
Why they made the flowers grow.
Not everything's for show.
Some things are work.

Them chinaman digging the ground.
While we're all just fooling around.
Work sixteen hour days.
So the outcome might be swayed.
I guess our time is running out.

Well then Russian what do you say?
Could we make it up to you some way?
The clock keeps ticking on.
The fighting carries on.
And on, and on, and on.

Half cut with my friends.
We're sorting through.
We'll sort it out.
This world spins round.
Within or without 

Three sheets to the wind.
We're sorting out.
Just sorting through.
Without a clue.
We lack the clout.
To figure it out.

The workers plod along.
The fighting carries on.
And on, and on, and on.
Om.

Sneaky Russians

God, give me style and give me grace.
Give me something I can grow.
Give me something I can taste.
Now, give me somewhere just to be.
Give me rock and give me roll.
Give me heart and give me soul.

I'm falling.
Deep is the valley which no light can penetrate.
I'm falling.
Deep is the chasm when you sink into the waste.
I'm falling.
Out. Out.

You, give me the freedom to use.
Give me fire for the fuse.
Give me someone as a muse.
Now, tell me what you wanna be?
Give me pockets full of sight.
Give me strength to win the fight.

I'm falling.
Deep is the valley that no light can enter in.
I'm falling.
Deep is the chasm in which I can sink within.
I'm falling.
Out. Out.

I'm falling.
Deep is the valley which no light can penetrate.
I'm falling.
Deep is the chasm when you sink into the waste.
I'm falling.
Out. Out.

I'm Falling

It's time to come home. "Coming Home (I.M.U)" is my final single of 2024 and an homage to my progressive house roots as well as an entry in my 'post-EDM' songbook. The artwork and chord progression are inspired by my hometown of San Francisco. Can't wait to hear what you think! 🏠

OUT NOW: hypeddit.com/tatesedar/cominghomeimu

LYRICS:

VERSE 1
Late nights
All alone
Call my
Friends at home

PRE-CHORUS 1
But they don’t
Tell me
How to get over you
That’s something that I never do

CHORUS
I miss you
All the time, I do
I miss you
All the time
When are you coming home?

DROP 1

VERSE 2
Get by
On my own
Street lights
Guide me home

PRE-CHORUS 2
But they don’t
Show me
How to get over you
That’s something that I never do

CHORUS

DROP 2

OUTRO CHORUS

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Coming Home (I.M.U)

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New version mixed and mastered by Mariosyjp. Many Thanks.
Check him out here https://soundcloud.com/mariosyjp 

Lyrics

Whilst seeking out light in the dark.
You whispered and put out your spark.
Supposedly seeking out truth.
You wandered in amongst the brutes.

Oh, Ozymandias you are.
But you didn't fall very far.
The never ending stretch of sands,
And every bit flows through your hands.

You wanted to beat me.
You wanted to see what I've got.
Not a lot.
Oh, you howled at the sight of the moon.
You wanted to be me.
You wanted to temper the shock.
Took your shot.
By the light of the blood orange moon.
 
You sought out the secret too soon.
The dog star the arriving in June.
You barely remembered the tune.
you drank up your fill of the Moon.

A beutiful, terrible mind.
Beware spake the sign of the sign.
Your arrow is shot fallingdown.
You'll never escape from this town.

You wanted to be me.
You wanted to see what I've got.
Not a lot.
Did it all by the light of the moon.
You wanted to beat me.
You wanted to see what I'm not.
Took a shot.
By the light of the blood orange moon.

Blood Orange Moon [Mariosyjp Remaster]

Umrandungen, Vol. 1

Umrandungen-01-11 (Remastered 2025)

Hommage à Quincy Jones, au regard si triste et si émouvant- 
A tribute to Quincy Jones whose eyes are so sad and so moving

All About Quincy

Glimpses of This Heaven We've Forgotten

Sometimes you love people so much that you wish you could travel back in time to be there at all the moments they needed you.

This is a post punk cover version of my song Seventeen. The original version is here:

https://kindnessinc.bandcamp.com/track/seventeen-bonus-track

Composer & lyricist: Antoine G
Arrangement: Antoine G & Charles Eric Charrier

Antoine G:  vocals, drum machine, keys, melodica, production
Charles Eric Charrier: bass 1 & 2 https://charlesericcharrier.bandcamp.com/
Dominique Queffélec: violin 
Béatrice Temple: background vocals

Art: Foxy HxC Macfly https://hxcantares.bandcamp.com/

VERSE 1:
Sometimes I wish that I would be seventeen again
And I’d meet you in the park on a sunny morning
I’d put my arms around you, and hold you so tight
That all of your nightmares would come  to pass

VERSE 2:
Sometimes I wish that I would be seventeen again
To keep all these bad boys a distance away
To shelter you from their lies and from their hate
And from the sad thoughts you had at night

CHORUS:
Cause sticks and stones can break your bones
And tear your heart to pieces
Yes the stones will break your bones
And then burn your soul alway 

VERSE 3:
If I could turn the clock back, rewind the hands of time
I would be there on the days when your thoughts went dark
If I could lighten up your somber days  with a smile 
I'd show you a future that looked bright

VERSE 4:
If I could be seventeen again, I’d teach you how to fight
I’f teach you how to raise your fists and rise out of the night
If I was seventeen again I’d keep you close to me
I’d wave away the clouds and tell you you’re free 

CHORUS:
Cause sticks and stones can break your bones
And tear your heart to pieces
Yes the stones will break your bones
And then burn your soul alway 

VERSE 5 (BRIDGE):
I’d tear down every wall, fight every fear you have
To  give you all of the love that is mine   
I’d fight against thousands, and I would fight every day    
To bring you peace and joy and chase the pain away

VERSE 6:
If only  I'd be seventeen again
I could meet you in the park  on a sunny morning
I could  put my arms around you, and hold you so tight
That  all of your nightmares could come  to pass

Seventeen  (the kind version)

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The Past is Prologue

Mark Seven kicks the doors wide open on this joint! Psyched to have this cult DJ/producer in the house for the first release on World Building. Both sides of the wax are guaranteed to stimulate your body, your mind & your soul. Let us guide you thru the ultimate dance experience! 
Mark flexes the serious house muscles on these tunes. Two sides of massive DJ-ready club killers!
Classic chords, tough basslines, hype sax riffs, swangin’ drums, strong vocals, multiple mixes (including a saxapella!) … we know what you need. Thanks for checking out the first 12” on World Building.
HITTING YOU HARD AND DEEP! PEACE!

SIDE A

The Fatal Flaw in Disco (u-4-ria)         7:35
The Fatal Flaw in Disco (lonely dancer)   6:38
The Fatal Flaw in Disco (saxapella)       2:56

SIDE AA

Never Leave (original)                    6:53
Never Leave (pressure dub)                8:20

Produced, Mixed And Edited by Mark Seven
Mark Seven appears courtesy of Parkway Records

LABEL:  WORLD BUILDING  
CATALOG:  WB 001-12
ARTIST:  MARK SEVEN 
PUBLISHER:  WORLD BUILDING MUSIC PUBLISHING (ASCAP)
COPYRIGHT: WORLD BUILDING, INC.

MARK SEVEN - The Fatal Flaw in Disco (u-4-ria)

buy link
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Untitled Soul '98

Liaison D Faces Of Horror

Una noche, frente al mar y bajo la luna llena, me tocó una melodía que me recordó a ese viejo tema mío. Me miró, sonrió y susurró: '¿Por qué no lo compartes con el mundo?' Así nació 'Arpeggio'.

Arpeggio

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vinyl
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Strawberry Infiniti

sample-less fruity loop available here to buy 
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Fruity Loop No Samples

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