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/// IPG1 and Lillithe --- I Am KEEPING SCORES ///

A.I. EMISSARY HAD A MOUNTAIN EXPERIENCE

Song that I and Lawrence made in late 2016 and one of my favorites of the songs that we made together. Hope you enjoy and we thank you for listening!

Lawrence Farr: Vocals, lyrics, bass, drum additions
Me: guitar

Same Old...(with Lawrence Farr)

SHE GOT CLAP

WHAT A DAY!
MUSIC BY>>>>> 
@pumpupthemind

MIND WATCHING YOUR ELBOW X Pumpupthemind - WHAT A DAY

Objects in the distant sun 
Blinding feared by everyone
Try and make your way back to your home again
No one here thinks they’re safe
They know the risks that they all take
But that does not matter to anyone
In between the moon and you
I look beyond the beauty view
And know that I won’t ever see it again 
Someone told me too wake up
I’m lost I fear that I’ll stay stuck
Here in this field for eternity

But I don’t want to comedown 
There’s too much panic in this town

Something’s taken hold of me
I’ve lost all sensibility
I know it’s not wright but it’s how it will be
Spent to long In this place 
Living with my mind in space
Now I have lost all sense of reality
There is a world that turns outside
I can’t runaway and hide
I know this is true and I’ll find my way back
Someone told me to wake up
I hear that voice and know that look
Everyone’s starring and wants me to be

But I don’t want to comedown 
There’s too much panic in this town

Comedown

Quiet Space

Money can be a good and a bad thing. Be wise with it.

When it’s Jigglin

When It’s Jigglin

You gotta keep going, push it til it breaks apart, then fix and start again but never Quit.

Push through the Pain

Push Through The Pain

Inorganic Beings by Per Bronco Karlsson. The lyrics are a few quotes from Carlos Castaneda´s novel The Active Side of Infinity.

Inorganic Beings

The Road

C&F  Fa$t B1ack Prod By   Chameleon

Fun tune about the peace loving folks of Planet Trillium and their excitement and ultimate dismay upon discovering Earth and all it's troubles. Inspired by the artwork of Wina Obake who was kind enough to do an original cover art for this song

Planet Trillium

Lyrics :
"The moon sucks up the moistness vibrating in the evening and covers itself with a delicate bloom.
The blue ploughshare of the crescent opened a furrow of lust;
The stars dance horny and milky; Shepherds' flutes try out a chord.
Everything flows and is lost drop by drop...Breathe ! The moon is tainted and my mind is incandescent !
Our Centaur, irritated by the vampire's flight, rears in the pride of escaping the night. 
I come to you with the red moon of April, with the warm summer storms, elusive and mysterious, triumphant and humble. 
And you beg for your servitude and the ethereal caress of my voice. And you praise my mineral beauty, as my feet splash in the fountain of your desire.
In the light of the candles, you inhale the fragrance of my obsessions.
Like a Byzantine idol, I strut on the tower, stiff and sparkling with ivory and gold, and dance to the musical ecstasy of our rhythmically beating hearts. Your desire caparisoned with pride cracks under the lascivious cadence of my venerated feet.
Dew, intrinsic ecstasy, O beautiful evanescent wave, I resolve like a discobolus around the persistence of time.
Like a horse annoyed by a buzzing bee, you vibrate and shake, and imprint your rhythm on my hips. You would like my apex, desire my lagoon. You leave my reef for my confluence.
Desire my desires, enjoy your confusion. Your pleasure ties you to the altar, helpless and craving. And you discover that you’re the sacrifice. 
And we sanctify our intimacy in the chemistry of our moans, in the harmony of our scents, in the immemorial language of our bodies. "

Obsessions #1 - Rainy Jazz

Glommy / Paploviante 
Paploviante: Lyrics (with Computer Speech) , E-Bass, Composing, Arrangement, Mix and Mastering 
Free Download

Glommy - Paploviante

John Stone: lyrics, lead vocal, backing vocals, piano
Alfredo Salvatori: music, backing vocals, guitars, bass, synth 

Produced by Alfredo Salvatori 


Runaway 

She was born in a town on the border,
Raised for the fourth of July,
She knew within 
She didn’t  fit in
Don't know why. 

She didn’t go looking for trouble,
But trouble was always round,
It was always the same,
No-one to blame
Was what she always found. 

Runaway and maybe you’ll find somewhere, a place,
A place to stay and feel that  you’re safe in your own space. 

She moved to a part of the country,
That soon didn’t want her around,
It wasn’t long before she’s moving on
Southern bound, from town to town to town. 

Met a young man by the roadside,
She just couldn’t run anymore,
He listened to all that she said
That no-one ever listened to before. 

Runaway and maybe you’ll find somewhere, a place,
A place to stay and feel that you’re safe in your own space,
But if the demons that you are running from are strong,
Then in your head you’ll find that they’ll follow on and on. 

She thought about all he had shown her,
And sensing her journey’s end,
She realised the safest place
Is where you finally find a friend. 

So don’t runaway and maybe you’ll find somewhere, a place,
A place to stay and feel that  you’re safe in your own space.



Copyright 2024 All Rights Reserved 

Runaway

Runaway (Alfredo Salvatori + John Stone)

【SistasanDRA] FREE STYLE Prod By Chameleon

Anima

Tesseratto

Hip Hop is freedom

Dope flow    【Chameleon 】

Savage

JIM ANDERS_ PHSN

Arpsqere

Produced by Clay Young
Lyrics by Edgar Allan Poe (1845)
Music created with Udio AI

Nevermore

“The Elusive Organ” by Luke

Keys & Piano & Synthesizer & Drums  by Luke
Created & Composed & Produced by Luke
Music & Track & Album Photos by Luke
Photography by Luke
Beats by Luke©️
                         S c h ü ß m a n n©️

“The Elusive Organ”  by Luke

The journey continues. "Rebirth" unfolds as the second chapter in this artistic saga, delving deeper into the journey of self-discovery and authenticity.

This track is an ode to embracing your true self, shedding old skins, and emerging renewed. As the night gives way to dawn, we find the courage to stand in our own light.

I'm genuinely overwhelmed by the incredible response to "The Night." Your streams, shares, and messages have been a guiding star, illuminating this path forward. Each listen has played a part in bringing this vision to life, and for that, I'm deeply grateful. 💛🙏

"Rebirth" is another step on this illuminated journey, but the story is far from over. Thank you for being part of this adventure.

The best is yet to come. 💫🔄🌅

Rebirth

Thank you for listening!

soundcloud.com/emilio-gs/sets/cinematic-music-by-emilio-gs

Ready for a Mission

Go and Love

Synesthesia is main motif for this song, first because of original lyrics, then as I felt like adding it more flavor with female vocals*, & finally when I recently watched some paintings about this matter**.

*Great vocal performance by https://soundcloud.com/maraoldfield is most notorious matter in this piece, where riffing parts toggle with bass-guided proggy ones.

**Due credits to https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling for ad hoc painting of the song’s artwork.

Letra  /  Lyrics:

QUIERO SABER SI HACE CALOR  /  I WANT TO KNOW IF IT IS HOT

En verano, insoportable,  /  In summer, unbearable,
todo está lleno de ruido.  /  everything is full of noise.
El invierno, silencioso,  /  The winter, silent,
que congela los sonidos.  /  which freezes the sounds.

No quisiera quedarme sorda  /  I don’t want to get deaf
sin saber cuándo hace frío.  /  not  knowing when it’s cold. 
No quisiera quedarme sorda  /  I don’t want to get deaf
para saber si hace frío.  /  so as to know if it’s cold.

Los días soleados  /  Sunny days
acompañan al estío  /  go along with the summer
y cuando llega el invierno  /  and when the winter comes
el cielo está oscurecido.  /  the sky is darkened.

No quisiera quedarme ciega  /  I don’t want to get blind
sin saber cuándo hace frío.  /  not  knowing when it’s cold.
No quisiera quedarme ciega  /  I don’t want to get blind
para saber si hace frío.  /  so as to know if it’s cold.

ER24CH04 ©1995 ®2015

Quiero saber si hace calor (Vocals by Mara​Oldfield)

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) 12/2024.

Merry Christmas to all and many thanks for your continued support.

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Pierre Bordetti

Lyrics

Like every morning,
I turn on the radio,
like every morning,
Bad news makes the show,
depressing grayness,
absent brightness,

war wins everywhere,
the climate change,
floods everywhere,
drought even stranger,

Before it's too late,
let's sing of love,
before it's too late,
let's pray to the lord god,
let's forget this nightmare,
let's stop all these wars,

Alone glimmer of hope the Music

Music: Little Man & Janne Hennie
Lyrics & Vocals: Janne Hennie
Instruments & mix: Little Man

Lyrics:

Clock is ticking, time is passing
And you're hangin in
The same routines, you get bored
Need for change, different things

Change is found within yourself
Just search your inside mess
If you can't see, or love yourself
You will never feel free..

Deeply in need for company
When you are alone
Longing for someone to see you
Longing to be found

Strength is found within yourself
Just search your inside mess
If you can't see, or love yourself
You will never feel free..

Strength is found within yourself
Just search your inside mess
If you can't see, or love yourself
You will never feel free..

Waiting for the great true love
The one to save your heart
While you wait, the clock is ticking
Your heart fall apart

Love is found within yourself
Just search your inside mess
If you can't see, or love yourself
You will never feel free....

Within Yourself

Video: instagram.com/p/DLvL8eFoubs

Vocals (Composition, Arrangement & Performance): Elpiverse
Two Guitars (Composition, Arrangement & Performance): @counterworlds-voltage
Mix & Mastering: Elpiverse
Production: @counterworlds-voltage & Elpiverse
Artwork: Elpiverse
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Medusa

This one was lots of fun.  Terry and I exploring some new sounds as always.  We had the idea of merging some blues into his psychedelic soundscape and it went from there. The result is a fusion of Terry's synth driven stylings with some bluesy twang giving us something special.  If you enjoy this one, check out the full Texas Tea playlist.  We're kicking around the idea of an EP soon with 6-8 of our favorite tracks together as well, so watch for that if you dare.

Guitar - TexMex Shaman
Synths, beats, mix -  Tea R Sea

Texas Tea Playlist - https://soundcloud.com/texmex-shaman/sets/texas-tea-sea

Texas Tea Industrial Bluegrass Experience

Texas Tea Industrial Bluegrass Experience - A Texas Tea Production

100% human created with music hardware on a 24 track Digital recorder , like all my music here 😁🎧🎶(the picture is AI created)
Lyrics:-
Draw me a picture for my latest song
Show me my options say it can't go wrong
Give me some answers to my worries now
Give me some answers now

It will feel oh so nice
Friend for life
It will be there by your side
A.I.
It can do the things you don't
Good advice
It can be the things you won't
A.I.

Create a playlist of forgotten songs
Surprise my ears and keep 'em coming strong
Write me a classic I can call my own
But secretly don't own

It's our intension that can use these tools
For good or bad it's us that make the rules
With healthy reasons for the pure of heart
C'mon let's make a start

winkandwoo/2025

A.I.

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Gary Reeves: Lead Vocal
Terry Reeves: Spoken Vocal
Hans-Michael Albers: All instruments, Arrangement & Production

Video: youtu.be/4t-H-HHpQ20?si=_reTvkVVmF73vkRi

I was walking down Mare Street, Hackney
Climbing boots and back pack on
Looking for a song of mountains
I had climbed them many times before
Challenge may help to find another door

I’ve climbed arduous N.H.S mountains
Planted flags a'top of wedlock peaks
Hung upside down on magical fountains
With my muscles springing major leaks
My heart is growing smaller by the week

Stood and pointed at hours of darkness
Winds of silence a challenge of their own
Worn out boots a testament to distance
But the misery of counting my toes alone
Sixty three feet behind me as it goes

I have loved being a man of mountains
I hope many will profit from my deeds
I will try to climb just one more mountain
Slide down the other side to save my feet
At the bottom I'll need brand new cleats

This was written over 10 years ago as a George Formby style (Google the name if you’ve never heard of him) ukulele song - a mildly amusing message to Gal to let him know that I was fully aware of the mental health difficulties he was having and that I would always be there if he needed me.

Over the years, we spoke often about the song but nothing much came of it until Gal suggested slowing the tempo and giving it a kind of shuffle beat. As it was about him, I thought he should definitely sing the lead vocal, which I think works rather well. (*Vocalist’s note: It would help if I could still sing…)

You’ll find many personal references to Gal’s life in the lyrics. At the time it was written, he was 63, literally a fatal age for men in the extended Reeves family and he wasn’t having the best of times himself, still wrestling with the grief of a marriage break-up alongside the loss of his big brother and closest friend less than a year before. But even with all of this going on (and not always out of choice) he found there were plenty more mountains to climb.

The transition of the tune from Formby to Albers is a story in itself but suffice it to say that Hans somehow managed to transform it into this rather poignant opus.  He has also made a beautiful film to accompany the piece (see link above). All in all, it testifies perfectly to the reason why Gal’s cleats are somewhat care-worn...and he still has many mountains yet to climb.. (Terry Reeves)

MOUNTAIN MAN - CRIPPLE CLUB

Emisarios   

La noche me encima queriendo desanimar.
la lluvia decide trayendo un tesoro
Es agua del cielo, me dijo prestá atención.
Sos hijo del suelo, sos savia, sos bendición.
hablan sin hablar, cuando estamos solos.
y a su corazon recibo igual.


El tiempo me envuelve, sumando me arrastra,
Mi alma y el cielo, son fuego que basta.
Son flama que grita, son guerra sin rendición,
son  furia del trueno, caida y resurrección.
Hablan sin hablar, cuando estamos solos
y a su corazon recibo igual.

Hablan sin hablar, cuando estamos locos
y a su corazon recibo igual. 

Letra y Música: Pichy Sotomayor
Picture: Princess Mononoke by Hayao Miyazaki (1997)

Emisarios

I AM KEEPING SCORES / Open Collaboration from IPG1
Lillithe : Music, Mix and Production
IPG1 : Vocals and Verses
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/im-keeping-score-vocals-92-bpm


I Am KEEPING SCORE

Sharp Edges (open invitation for a collab from IPG1) 
IPG1 & Paploviante
Original Vocals from IPG1:
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/sharp-edges-rap-vox-94-bpm?in=ipg1/sets/vocals
Paploviante: E-Bass, Mix, Mastering and Music Composition

Sharp Edges-IPG1 and Paploviante

Greetings Earthlings,
Here is David Husted's latest original song called "A Telegram from Aliens".   
Aliens from outer space may be watching your planet and determining whether you are collectively sane or insane and deciding if this planet should be saved or annihilated.
I am pretty sure you know which way the scales are currently tipping but give Dave's song a spin to find out more late breaking news on this topic at this link.

Zorg of Pleiades Star 7 Cygnus X-1

LYRICS
A Telegram from Aliens 
by David Husted 

Intro: 

Verse1: 
Scent of spice on the trade winds 
Sound of sea and the wind howling…. 

…..Listing starboard toward Orion 

Ozone and roots in the fabric 
of field and stream the last Rhinos dream…. 
And then fade away 
…………………Fade Away 
Ch: 

…..You know we are better than this 
…..You know we are bigger than this 

{instr} 

Shake off my mind's snakes and cobwebs 
We're moths pining towards burning flames 
Imagine a Telegram 
…..from Aliens…… …….that says 

Ch: 
…..You know you are better than this 
…..You know you are bigger than this 

{instr} 

Bridge: 
Humans think they're so fantastic 
I think they might be Plastic 
bet they taste like burnt toast 
and salted concrete 

They're enigmatic 
Clattering fanatics 
They lie , they cheat, they steal, they kill 
Take Earth for granted 

They huff and puff, 
never shut-up 
Galactic Council says 
Prob best to zap them 
…………………………… 
But every now and then I see compassion 
Every now and then I see such kindness 

The most extraordinary ship of fools 
They make it so difficult for us to choose 
Throw them in a tasty stew with garlic, pepper, salt and truth 
Others say, let them stay 

hope maybe they'll find a better way; I pray 

To Love……………To Love, To Love , To Love, To Love 

Verse 2: 
Her family, past the Pleiades 
She's traveling on a cosmic plain 
She sleeps beneath 
The lathe of heaven 

Today a passenger on a sleeping train 
Sipping whiskey with a fine Green Sage 
Who brewed Ayahuasca with a 
Poetic Naturalist; He said 

Ch 
……. know we're better than this 
She smiled, waved goodbye, I'll try, "you're better than this" 
……. know we're better than this 
She smiled, waved goodbye, I'll try, "you're better than this 

Outro (Verse harmonic) 
Imagine a Telegram 
…..from Aliens

the hut

A Telegram From Aliens

Get Everything Back

I started as a club DJ in 1998 and began making beats in August 2024.
I have deep roots in Black music, and like a chameleon, I transform sounds into various colors.🦎🦎🦎🦎🦎