Sounds cool, dig those synth waves.... very trippy... diggit, another great tune...🤘✌️👊

Very cool vocals and harmonies. Cool "modern/psychedelic" vibe. Some of your best work!

Wow, great synth exploration. Really like it!

awesome psych vibe man, love the vocals on this one. Kinda like a happy pink floyd/beatles thing goin on. Great stuff dude, Keep rockin!

Track  1  Life in Paradise
Composer :   Karl Heimgartner Dat : 25.04. 2023  / © Copyright              
Genre: Folk 
Album : The Beauty of Naturee Beauty of Nature The Beauty of Nature 
Title:      Life in Paradise  Life in Paradis
Lyrics:   Karl Heimgartner
Extern Mix and Mastering : MTM - Mastering True Music Production 
Mixing:  Christine Sampson
Mastering: Alessandro Giordano
https://masteringtruemusic.es/

www.karlheinzheimgartner.com

https://karl-heinz-heimgartner56.my.canva.site/

Life in Paradise is the 1th song of my folk album 2023 The Beauty of Nature .
Im  check what needs to be edited. I will release the album  in December 2023.

https://open.spotify.com/intl-de/album/0DqIXnxtjksVLbrGqFhkUJ?si=ug1njbnKSI-D3zDxTekx9A

I sent the finished folk song and 23 stems to MTM Mastering True Music Production for checking and sound improvement, which worked very well. A very nice team from Spain. Guitars and voice have now got the sound I had imagined. For me it was very worthwhile to pass this mix and mastering on to an external company. When composing and recording, mixing and mastering, your ear becomes fixed in your DAW (brain). You often don't find your sounds that good. That's why I use an external mix and mastering studio to check. I really had a very positive experience with MTM. With young ears and with professional training that completed my work.

The full song now has more life.
Thanks for the collaboration, Freddie and Team MTM Mastering True Music Production
Mixed and mastered by Alessandro Giordano of MTM Productions

The Beauty of Nature - Folk Album 2023 - Production - Karl Heinz – Heimgartner

My first folk album of 2023 that I have in production since January 2023.
Some songs are already written, mixed and mastered, according to my ideas and ideas, taste.
My lyrics tell something about nature and love. Because I love nature and respect it from the heart on our mother earth we live in and for our health
see that we are doing well.

I included contributing musicians from an earlier time in Switzerland and the Philippines on my album. Because we had a really good time.
Some tracks are not finished yet, these will come later around the end of 2023

I wish everyone who listens to the music here on earth a lot of fun with it
our music, for our souls.

Also many thanks and André Schmohl (Nashville Gamblers) Andy Steinbeck
and Jerald Sarmiento for the great collaboration on this Folk Album 2023.

Life In Paradise

This is a very enjoyable collaboration with south african singer songwriter Mike Hill, I hope you all will enjoy this.

Credits:
@mikehillravenscall: vocals, lyrics and acoustic guitar
@nobsmeyer: electric guitar, bass, drum production, mix and mastering.

Starting Again

Apple Music

Starting Again - feat. Mike Hill

Coming soon! We pretend to be fine.
There's a fire in the wastelands. What's mine?
Waste of time.
There's a fire.
We Survive.

There's a crack in the side of the farm.
You would think they'd run but they stay.
Waste the light.
Avoid the night.
Stay alive. 

There's a river that's flowing with gold.
That you get, when you're good, if you're old.
Waste of life.
Taste the Night.
Stoke the fire.

All of her maybes, mistaken for definitelys.
All you can do is move on.
All of your sure things, replaced now with possiblys.
You've got no crutch to lean on.

All of his don't knows, revealed to be so lows 
That you didn't see where they came from.
All of the can does, are hollow lists of to does.
Interstellar. Toodle-oo. Now I'm gone.

There's a message we sent to the sky.
Imagine that wont be getting too far.
Trip the wire.
To the stars.
To the stars.

There's a man on the moon, and he's heating a Spoon.
As he looks sadly down on the earth.
There's a cow.
What's that now?
Holy cow.

Wee Willie runs through the town.
Crying loud as he seeks them all out.
Get to bed.
In your head.
Go to bed.

All you've got left are some rust, cans of peaches.
A pile of old vizzes and porn.
A fray bentos pie and your rosy complexion.
There's no one left you rely on. 

A bust of Beethoven, a packet of suet.
A commemorative plate, a Princess Di coin.
An overfilled ashtray, a battered red jumper.
Interstellar. Toodle-oo. Now I'm gone.

All of her maybes, mistaken for definitelys.
All you can do is move on.
All of your sure things, replaced now with possiblys.
You've got no crutch to lean on.

All of his don't knows, revealed to be so lows 
That you didn't see where they came from.
All of the can does, are hollow lists of to does.
Interstellar. Toodle-oo. Now I'm gone.

Interstellar... Toodle-oo

You'll never make a seamstress out of me.
Your clothes will have to suffer down the years.
I don't come free.
See, it's ragged on the borderline.
You never said what's yours is mine.
You will not make a seamstress out of me.

If I chose to go hunting, I'd succeed.
And bring home some wild animal, that's mostly made of meat.
Of course, there's always tooth and claw,
and I've never killed a thing before.
But if I chose to be hunting, I'd succeed.

If I were a spaceman, would you be waiting when I land?
And if I sailed off to some war, what's a ribbon for?

The fireside is warm and idly,
I watch you as you sit there and sing into fires deep.
A singer you will always be.
Your song to sing, a minor key.
A constant ever-changing melody. 

If I chose to go fishing, I'd succeed.
Although I know almost nothing about the dark ways of the sea.
I'm sure that I'd bring back a fish.
A fish for you to make your dish.
If I chose to go fishing, I'd succeed.

If I were a spaceman, would you be waiting when I land?
and I was due to hang, would you make a stand?

If I was a spaceman, there'd be a ticker tape parade,
but if it goes the other way, I hope you stay.



If I Were a Spaceman

Guitar, Lyrics, Vocals, Bass, Keyboards And composition by Robert Grigg.

All I Ever Need

Thought we had more than a big bunch of nothing.
Come on mother lets go.
Working with nothing but a pile of ash and sulfur.
Just stuck here out in the sun.
What I thought was lazy, proved to be crazy.
There's nothing left to know.
Everybody leaves and autumn is approaching.
Come on brother, let's go. 

Thought we got going when it stopped snowing.
But we're still waiting to go.
Thought we had more than this bunch of nothing.
But that's a resounding no.
There's nothing as a foundation where we're standing.
There's years left go.
Money in houses, but nothing in your trousers.
Come on honey let's go. 

Thought I was crazy, for years I wanted saving.
But it's just me you know.
Finally realising, it's all just actualising.
There's nowhere real to go.
Come on brother, sister, motherfuckers.
Let's really let it go.
Thought there was more than this bunch of nothing.
Come on mother let's go.

To Nowhere

I Got You On My Mind

(This is dedicated to my Step-Dad and to his battle with dementia.  It’s a song about time, how things are constantly changing, and yet, when you look in the mirror, there you are, and yet the decay, the age, mistakes and wisdom, one can hope, at the end of the day, no matter what has been had, what has been lost, you will have at least one thing, even if just a hand full, of beautiful memories…of people, pain, loss, love, hope, and everything in between.  Yet, for some, the curse is to look in the mirror and have nothing, to have lost it all, that sense of fear, grief, and frustration..  my step dad lost everyone in the end.  There were only two people he recognized.  My Mom and I - a blessing I will always be grateful to have had).  He was a beautiful man and this song, in all the irony of the lyrics, is for him.  

Verse
Was a time, a time to play, time to pray
All that time, what a waste, what a pity, oh fool, shake my walls, blow me down.

Just a face, unaware, just another day.
Just a phase, all we had, it’s a crime
oh pity, oh fool, mind your head when you fall 

Chorus 
But oh, one thing keeps coming back
I got you on my mind

Verse
In the dark, in the back, what a way to live, you a dance I could never forget, oh pity oh fool, tell me who I see now so

Like a dream, but nightmares are dreams too, in my head, but my mind I stilI find you, oh pity, oh fool, take my hand lead me out 

Chorus
But oh, one thing keeps coming back
I got you on my mind

Not a game, never same, we all fade away, but these tricks, it’s so hard to find you, oh pity oh fool, seems all is lost now

In the end, through the tears and the madness, find a smile as you echo among us, oh pity of fool, are you here with me now.  

Chorus 
But oh, one thing keeps coming back
I got you on my mind

Personal Earthquakes

I've Got You On My Mind

I've Got You On My Mind (Ballad for Joe)

Video!
https://youtu.be/l3d1MavNRO4?si=m2l69d7U4_XkcOL6

Stand

Dumbest Journal Entry

When It's True

This is Actually a demo. It is my first time as a one man band man + "sound engineer", i have never recorded anything by myself before that.
Consider this demo as a proper experiment, a bunch of ideas. Enjoy and spread the word eheheheh

Zero Fucks Given

We are the music makers. We are the dreamers of dreams.

Spotify. What a world.
https://open.spotify.com/artist/0XS1P2tk3avKzQUZx6j45Z?si=h7Zz_lgKSm2WZZyjEblxXg

You can also add me on Instagram if you like. I hardly post anything... 
www.instagram.com/spukschreibmaschine



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