"El Compás del Destino" invites listeners on an exhilarating "Hero's Journey," masterfully re-imagined through the infectious rhythm and emotional depth of Cha-Cha-Chá. 

Consejos del Río

La Llamada del Güiro

Victoria en el Amanecer

El Baile del Dragón

La Cueva del Eco

"Un Solo en Chachachá" es el resultado de un ejercicio creativo y de exploración de la orquesta popular, siendo como tal un primer acercamiento a géneros como la Salsa y el Chachachá. 

Un Solo En Chachachá

“Happy Birthday, to My First Love” is a tender ballad of nostalgia, looking back on a youthful romance filled with laughter, longing, and the magic of a rumba dance. A love once too fragile to hold still lingers in memory, returning each year like a candle’s glow.  A timeless wish for the one who was, and always will be, unforgettable.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY (to my first love)

[Verse 1] 
Once upon a younger time, 
Your laughter lit my sky. 
We were only learning hearts, 
I was too afraid to try. 
Years have flown like autumn leaves, 
But some things will never fade, 
And every fire that ignites, 
Reminds me of those days.
(reminds me of those days)

[Chorus] 
So happy birthday, 
To the girl I once adored.
(and I still do) 
You’ll always be the memory 
That time cannot ignore. 
The years may change our faces, 
But your smile will always stay. 
Happy birthday,  to My first love, today.
(happy birthday, to my first love, today)

[Verse 2] 
Do you recall all the rumba nights,
The rhythm slow, 
the chachacha, the sway?
Two young hearts in trembling steps,
We let the music play.
Your hands in mine, 
the world stood still,
The floor became our stage.
Those dancing eyes still follow me,
Across the turning page.
(across the turning page)

[Chorus] 
So happy birthday, 
To the girl I once adored.
(and I still do) 
You’ll always be the memory 
That time cannot ignore. 
The years may change our faces, 
But your smile will always stay. 
Happy birthday,  to My first love, today.
(happy birthday, to my first love, today)

[Bridge]
No regrets, just gratitude, 
For the love we couldn’t hold. 
You were my first horizon, 
My story’s sweetest told.

[Final Chorus] 
So happy birthday, 
To the girl I once adored.
(and I still do) 
You’ll always be the memory That time cannot ignore. 
The years may change our faces, 
But your smile will always stay. 
Happy birthday,  to My first love, today.
(happy birthday, to my first love, today)

Songwriter and Lyrics: BONDLEZZ (Torsten Ulrich Galts)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY (to my first love)

If you've ever been hurt by your main squeeze, deceived by your best friend, or down to your last dime and ready to call it quits, this cat has the solution if you have the time to listen.

THIS WEEK'S HIT!

Ladies and Gentlemen's...and all those who wish to be considered so! Here 'tis! Here goes the greatest remedy for the blues on earth! The results obtained by the use of this track have been phenomenal!

Your enemy cannot harm you, but watch your close friend - Rev. Edward W. Clayborn

I wanted to buy me some cakes but I had shot dice and lost my roll - Blind Lemon Jefferson, Bakershop Blues

"Sweet Singer of the Swamplands Here to Do a Few Tunes between Homicides" - January 3, 1935, headline in the New York Herald Tribune announcing the arrival of Leadbelly

I had to steal music from every which a way to get it... to get it to fit - Willie McTell, intro to The Dyin' Crapshooter's Blues

Some folks dig the swamp blues...I YAM THE SWAMP, Y'ALL !

They tell me God don't like ugly. Said, boy, your home's in hell - Sam Chatmon, God Don't Like Ugly

When Paramount Records got the ol' chap to make this record, they put over a big one for the Blues! He is a blues preacher that knows how to pick and holler! Listen to this a here record right now!

And now, emanating from the Secaucus Lounge of the
Fabulous Fandango Hotel in Weehawken, New Jersey -
We proudly present the celestial melodies of Lou Waxman
And his Orchestra, who ask the age old musical question...

Aunt Caroline Dye she told me,
"Son, you don't have to live so rough"
"I'm going to fix you up a mojo, oh Lord, so you can strut your stuff"
[Go on and strut yo' stuff!]

JAZZBO, THE DANDY WONDER SANGSTER !!!

Originality is way overrated. To make, you need to take. All great artists do
All has not been said and never will be
Only those with no memory insist on their originality

I know my crown gonna fit me well, 'cause tried it on at the gates of hell - Reverend Gary Davis 

'Scuse my cough, I slept in a chicken house last night. - Jesse Fuller

Nothing annoys me more when I'm talking to someone about music and for some reason, they think their opinion is as valid as mine.

We wrote this song, it's our own compose' - Sleepy John Estes, Don't You Want To Know 1941

Uh - but we celebratin' Christmas wrong from the way I look at the matter - shootin' off fireworks, cussin', and dancin', raisin' all other kinds of sand... uh - Death may be your Santa Claus! All of you who are decoratin' your rooms and gettin' ready for an all night dance - Death may be your Santa Claus! Death is on your track and is going to overtake you after awhile - Reverend J.M. Gates

(about Elvis Presley) I wasn't just a fan, I was his brother. He said I was good and I said he was good; we never argued about that. Elvis was a hard worker, dedicated, and God loved him. Last time I saw him was at Graceland. We sang "Old Blind Barnabus" together, a gospel song. I love him and hope to see him in heaven. There'll never be another like that soul brother.--James Brown

I don't play 'em, I stomp 'em. - Bukka White

When you go down on Deep Ellum, keep your carburator clean, 'cause the women on Deep Ellum sell you dirty gasoline - Bill Neely

If I had one biscuit, and you hadn't eaten nothin' in a month, I'd break it in two and eat both pieces - Yank Rachell to Howard Armstrong in Louie Bluie

Here she comes! The Black Diamond Express to Hell with Sin the Engineer holding the throttle wide open; Pleasure is the headlight, and the devil is the conductor. You can feel the roaring of the express and the moanin' of the drunkards, liars, gamblers and other folk who have got aboard. They are hell-bound and they don't want to go. The train makes eleven stops but nobody can get off - Vocalion advertisement for Rev. A.W. Nix's 1927 recording Black Diamond Express to Hell

“When Jazzbo"Hit It, Bo!!"Jamerson III started singing, he seemed like a guy who could have sprung from the head of Zeus in full armor.”

The All Nu New Old Real Celebrated Stop Breakin' Down Blues

Axolotl

No Me Cantes Esa Cancion

No Me Cantes Esa Cancion (feat. Jorge Ramos)

Half Belgian and half Dutch, Ramona spent her youth bouncing between Antwerp and Amsterdam throughout the early 90s. Growing up on Belgian techno and the Dutch love of house music instilled in her an early appreciation for contrast and balance between these two genres of music.

Ramona’s sound weaves together a tapestry of melodies, textures and beats, reflecting two decades of extensive world travel. Always conscious of the energy of her audience, her sensitivity stems from a love of dancing, and results in an emotive, sensual style that exudes a rich array of feeling. It is Ramona’s way of giving back and getting back to that vital place we all go when the music feels right.


For booking info please contact :
ramonawouters@mac.com

Affiliations:
https://www.facebook.com/belowradarevents/
Temporarium / Lokotanien Leipzig Germany

Guitarrista, Arreglista & Compositor orientado a la música Pop Rock en español y estilos de J-Music (J-Rock, Anison). Realicé estudios en Música Contemporánea en la Escuela de Música, Medios, Arte y Tecnología EMMAT y actualmente realizo estudios en Composición y Arreglos musicales en la Universidad INCCA de Colombia.

Bienvenidos y gracias por estar acá 🙏🏽🎶

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No details. Said to be from Little Egypt, Illinois. Proficient-esque/ish on guitar, One String Homemade Diddley Bow, Congas, and Mississippi saxophone. Present whereabouts unknown. Alleged step/half cousin in-law of Boregard Rippy.

"He sounds like two flat tires on a dirt road, tryin' to catch up."--RS

“What I love about playing music (is) because I did my own singing and do my own thing, didn't have to worry about nobody crossin' me.”

"Welcome to my world of music where each song is a mirror of my inner self.

As a treated Borderliner, living with hypersensitivity, my emotions run deep and so do my lyrics. 

Writing music is not just a passion, it's a lifeline. 
It helps me process the chaos, the beauty, the pain and the moments of light.

Each song I create carries the weight of real experiences drawn from struggles, intensity and vulnerability. 

I write to understand myself and hopefully to help others feel understood too.

While studying Songwriting and Sound Engineering I also explore the use of AI music production tools to expand my emotional storytelling with modern and expressive soundscapes.

All lyrics in my original songs are written by me, born from my inner voice and truth.
(With the exception of reworks or covers.)

Thank you very much for listening to my tunes and stories.
If my songs resonate with you, know that you're not alone."

Let´s keep posted ... 


„I think songwriting is the ultimate form of being able to make anything that happens in your life productive.“ – Taylor Swift.

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