Name: Hot Rod by stevie orbitt
Duration: 4 min 29 s
Description: Light. Punchy. Incisive. Persistent. Wherever it goes.... It does get somewhere.

Great track and super production 😎🔥

Beautiful produced song..
great instrumentals ..
👏👏👏

Wow this is awesome. The sound is perfect, love the sax playing.

smooth,   I like it .   Like the drum alot ...

Take Me There

A celebration of the Ostara, aka the Spring Equinox, the first in a series of eight pieces to celebrate the eight Druidic festivals of the Windmill of the Year, more about which here: https://anniedieuleveut.com/2024/02/01/the-windmill-of-the-year/

By Annie Dieu-Le-Veut and APi_ZZ (@api_zz)


Words and vocals by Annie Dieu-Le-Veut.
© Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, February 2024 

Music and Cover Art by APi_ZZ 
© APi_ZZ (Andreas Pirner) February 2024

Words:

Fire serpents and dragons are stirring 
Deep down in the hard, cold iron of Earth. 

Slithering land wights are waking, 
And wriggling and stretching, 
Woken from their sleep by the return 
Of the song of the Sun, 
Its melody singing all dreamers awake,
To light the cauldrons and fasts to break. 

Lady Slipper yawns and opens her petals 
To a bold west wind ruffling her labellum.
Thunderclouds above ominously threaten. 

An ash in full livery, its leaves right on time,  
Stands next to the winter-nude of an oak. 
So the old wives mutter in iambic rhyme,
“Ash before oak, we’re in for a soak.” 

Great Spotted Woodpecker drills Mars’s drum 
In a military tattoo, to marshall the bugs,
The soldier beetles and bark-gnawing weevils, 

Now Luna turns russet red in Earth’s umbra, 
A covenant of balmier days without number. 

Wyrm moon, Cold moon, Sap Moon
Pulling on the tides, rising 
And not just in the flooded rhynes, but 
Coursing up the loins of men too, 
Their reveries of love fine-tuned 
To Jack in the Green’s reciting 
To the tremolo thrill of Pan’s piping

Labyrinth Spider stands guard on the dell, 
While Salamanders ring the bluebells 
To peal out harsh winter’s fare-thee-well. 

Pixie-cup lichen arrives in the Vale, 
And elves riding turkeys with blue ruffled tails
Then ... Amanita Muscaria sings her aria, 
And Cuckoo tells us Spring is finally here.

Ostara

Help!

Introduction in English

Sometimes I have to smile a little when I think about the fact that John Lennon was only 24 years old when he wrote these lyrics. 
He certainly didn't know about the cries for help that come with ageing from 60 plus. The experience of gradual physical decline and the increasing dependence on the support of other people. The gradual loss of autonomy, which is so important for one's own dignity. And the subliminal threat of retirement and nursing homes approaching, which then temporarily pulls you out of your increasing mental derangement by singing old Beatles songs.
But apart from that, he certainly already knew a lot about the hardships of being different, of not belonging; the longing to experience something like love in the worldwide recognition and at the same time having to suffocate and drown in this wave of adoration. 
In the pop era of the time, his desperate cry for help was reduced to a tolerable two minutes
I turned it into a leisurely three-minute waltz. And tried to express my increasing need for help in certain areas of life in different ways: shy and fragile, desperate and humble, angry and almost accusatory. 
And towards the end, I find myself in an almost otherworldly limbo in which a part of me comes to peace with the cry for help and finds its own new dignity in it.

Einführung auf Deutsch
Manchmal muß ich ein wenig schmunzeln, wenn ich daran denke, dass John Lennon erst 24 Jahre alt war, als er diesen Songtext schrieb. 
Da wusste er mit Sicherheit noch nichts von den Hilferufen, die mit dem Älterwerden ab 60 plus einhergehen. Die Erfahrung des allmählichen körperlichen Zerfalls und die sich zunehmend anschleichende Angewiesenheit auf die Unterstützung von anderen Menschen. Der allmähliche Verlust von Autonomie, der für die eigene Würde so wichtig ist. Und das unterschwellig drohende Herannahen von Senioren- und Pflegeheimen, die einem dann mit dem Singen von alten Beatles-Songs vorübergehend aus der zunehmenden geistigen Umnachtung herausreißen.
Aber abgesehen davon wußte er sicher schon viel von den Nöten des Andersseins, des nicht dazu gehörens; der Sehnsucht, in der weltweiten Anerkennung so etwas wie Liebe zu erfahren und zugleich in dieser Verehrungswelle geradezu ersticken und ertrinken zu müssen. 
In der damaligen Pop-Zeit wurde sein verzweifelter Hilferuf auf allseits erträgliche gut zwei Minuten eingedampft.
Ich habe daraus einen gut dreiminütigen gemächlichen Walzer gemacht. Und dabei versucht, meine in gewissen Lebensbereichen zunehmende Hilfsbedürftigkeit auf verschiedene Weise auszudrücken: Scheu und zerbrechlich, verzweifelt und demütig, wütend und beinahe anklagend. 
Und zum Ende hin befinde ich mich in einer fast schon jenseitigen Zwischenwelt, in der ein Teil in mir mit dem Hilferuf in Frieden kommt und darin eine eigene neue Würde findet.

Help!

Help! (Lennon/Mccartney)

Song composed & created by The Boilerman
Eric created & plays: all clean, distorted & wah-wah lead & rhythm guitar
Eric created & mix's: all drum, bass, ambient, synth & atmo
Ultra synth pop created & sings: all vocals
Production by E.H.T Studios
Thank you for listening!

Heart Of Stone

Music by Temple Of The Haunted Man @temple-of-the-haunted-man

Vocals & Lyrics by Cosmic Keanu @cosmic_keanu

Mastered by HoboCop: @metrocityrecords

Sanctuary

Left here brokenhearted
Beneath the falling rain
Can someone save me?

Across the great divide
The chasm opens wide
All seems lost

Thrown against the wall
Who will break my fall
I’m on my knees

I seek sanctuary
Shelter from the storm
Our eternal
Home

Now I stand alone
Holding up my hands
The sky is falling

I seek sanctuary
Shelter from the storm
Our eternal
Home

Sanctuary!
Sanctuary!
Your kingdom’s not
Of this world

Sanctuary!
Sanctuary!
Through grace death
holds no mastery

I seek sanctuary
Shelter from the storm
Our eternal
Home

Sanctuary (TOTHM and Cosmic Keanu)

Tempo - Sam Smyers,Delove(Prod By Orkun & Crackabanger Remixx)

Start To Move

working title: Morgentau.
what I thought boring. 
so I changed it to: Morgen Tao
then translated it to english as most of my friends aint talkin german anyways…

describe your track: no…

but here`s a haiku I like:

the world of dew is, yes,
a world of dew,
but even so

Kobayashi Issa

Morning Dao

Ref: V3 Remix 135 A Major MASTERED universal

We Ain't Here For Long

We Ain't Here For Long - Nathan Dawe (Summer Remix by Suspended Solitude)

Light. Punchy. Incisive. Persistent. Wherever it goes.... It does get somewhere.

Hot Rod

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Far out and spacey. The Karma Kid. 232 2/3/5/7

Hot Rod

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