Mylene Farmer - Mylene Is Calling (Prelude remix)

"I remember the days when i was so eager to satisfy you.... and be less than i was just to prove that i could walk beside you ...now that ive flown away i see youve chosen to stay behind me...and still you curse the day i decided to stay true to myself.."

When it comes to love theres nothing quite as good as clarity

Swan Song

We only had this one world

We only had this one world
We never understood them.
We only had this one earth
We never really loved them.
We only had this one mountain
We dug it.
We only had this one sea
We drowned that in the dirt.

Something went wrong.

We only had this one beach
We installed it with concrete.
We only had this one forest
We burned it down.
We only had this one heaven
We never really looked at it.
We only had this one world
We never understood them.

That makes me sad
That makes me angry
That makes me angry
That makes me puke

We only had this one tree
We sawed it off.
We only had this one bird
We robbed its nest.
We only had this one whale
We slit it.
We only had this one chicken
We sawed off its beak.
Something went wrong.
Solo
We only had this one life
We totally failed.
We only had this one time
And we totally wrapped.
We only had this one day
We never really lived it.
We only had this one world
We never understood them.

That makes me sad
That makes me angry
That makes me angry
That makes me puke

We only had this one earth
We broke them.

Nur diese eine Welt

Street Heart

Vyklepany buzik

Third part of my father trilogy.
The father trilogy ends with my naïve and youthful attempt, at the age of 23, to break away from my father, who seemed overpowering at the time, and stand on my own two feet: 
To move as far away as possible from my provincial hometown, to throw myself into a Berlin that was completely foreign to me at the time and completely overwhelming. 
My saviour at the time was my oldest friend, who had already been living in Berlin for a few years and took me under his wing like a big brother.     
But even with his help, I soon had to realise that the attempt at a radical inner "patricide" could not succeed in any way. The early imprints he had left on me, the demons I had 'inherited' from him, were all still there. No matter how much I turned my outer life upside down, there was no escape from the central patterns and beliefs that I had learnt from my father in the first 10 years of my life.
In this respect, the song title "The Singular Man" is a "Mission Impossible". It was only three years later, and especially after his early death, that I realised more and more that a lifelong confrontation with my inner father images could lead to a closely linked dialectic:
An ever deeper and visibly more reconciliatory bond with my father and, at the same time, an ever-increasing self-realisation    
 
The Singular Man  (Lyrics in English)

Run through streets crooked and skewed 
The bridges criss-cross

All around me the stink of the city
An army of people everywhere

Turn in somewhere now
Fall in at your door

You are alone
Your corridor infinitely long
Your walls high and wide 
Your front door broad and welcoming

You push me through the corridor now 
At the windows the siren-
song

I get scared and bang 
Am I still
Your catch of fish
Your silhouette
That only plays at being free

And yet I have escaped you 
Escaped!

I take off all hinges
Hang out the windows
Make me a magic wand
Grey Berlin becomes a colourful bouquet for me 

Ride on a peacock wheel
Take a foam spring bath in the Spree

All light 
Time thrown into the air

Pain-free in a glittering dress
An ecstatic feeling of life

But something pushes back
Under the carpet lies the hanging rope
The spider's web is
Still there
The old danger

I only know about her now 
Keep me out of her more 

Oh man, the singular man
Man Oh man, the singular man
Man Oh man, the singular man
Man Oh man, the singular man


Der Singuläre Mann (Deutscher Originaltext)

Lauf’ durch Straßen krumm und schief, 
Die Brücken kreuz und quer

Um mich herum der Großstadtmief
Überall ein Menschen-Heer

Bieg' irgendwo jetzt ein
Fall’ bei Dir zur Tür herein

Du bist allein
Dein  Flur unendlich lang
Deine Wände hoch und weit 
Deine Eingangstür willkommens-breit

Schiebst mich jetzt durch den Gang 
An den Fenstern der Sirenen-
Gesang

Mir wird Angst und Bang 
Bin ich immer noch
Dein Fischfang
Dein Schattenbild
Das das Freisein nur spielt

Und doch bin ich Dir entflohen 
Entflohen!

Lege alle Scharniere ab
Häng' die Fenster aus
Bastle mir einen Zauberstab
Grau-Berlin wird mir zum bunten Strauß 

Fahr auf nem‘ Pfauenrad
Nehm‘ in der Spree ein Schaum-Frühlingsbad

Alles leicht 
In die Luft geworfene Zeit

Schmerzbefreit im Glitzerkleid
Ein rauschhaftes Lebensgefühl

Doch etwas drängt zurück
Unterm Teppich liegt der Häng‘-Dich-Strick
Das Spinnennetz ist
Immer noch da
Die alte Gefahr

Kenn‘ mich jetzt nur mit ihr aus 
Halt mich mehr aus ihr raus 

Oh Mann, der Singuläre Mann
Mann Oh Mann, der Singuläre Mann
Mann Oh Mann, der Singuläre Mann
Mann Oh Mann, der Singuläre Mann

Der Singulare Mann (The Singular Man)

Der Singuläre Mann (The Singular Man)

Starting the year off with a banger of a PROSPEXX release! "To The Top" by RebelNoise is finally out and ready to shatter every Soundsystem it comes across.

RebelNoise - To The Top

Quick little Ellie Goulding flip.  Let me know what you think and share if you enjoy!

Ellie Goulding - Still Falling For You (Icy Mattrix Remix)

Reise Nach Indien

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)

Techno is mit Klatsch*u*Batsch Jungää!!! xd 
Strammer max to go!! HARD BUT HEARTY

(All About DER-BASS-MUZZ-DRÜGGE)

(GOODE LAuNe/FULL SUB-HAZED)

Himmel Arsch Zwirr'e (Ich mach se alle kirre!!xd)

Final Condown feat Sunshine@R

Electric Vibes EP
https://on.soundcloud.com/bmvsM

Album 2022
Klangbüxe
https://soundcloud.com/sunshineadr/sets/new-tracks 

Sound Expedition 
soundcloud.com/sunshineadr/sets/sound-expedition

Album 2021
New Sound's
https://soundcloud.com/sunshineadr/sets/new-sounds

Album
Trancemophere (Gast Track feat Steffen@K)
https://soundcloud.com/sunshineadr/sets/trancemophere

Effectiv 
https://soundcloud.com/sunshineadr/sets/effectiv

We stay at home... 
https://soundcloud.com/sunshineadr/sets/we-stay-at-home

Ich mache Musik wie es mir passt. Manchmal auch verrückte Tracks. 
So ist das eben. 

I make music as it suits me. Sometimes crazy tracks. 
That's just the way it is

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Music connects all People ( Feedback is welcome... )

Ob meine Tracks kreativ sind oder nicht, sollen andere entscheiden. Deshalb reinhören und Bitte Feedback abgeben... Grüße in die weite Welt von Sunshine@R...

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Greetings to the wide world of Sunshine@R...

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