This is a nice composition.  I'd love to hear it with vocals.

Cranked in the lab - vol 11

Many thanks to Michael Dellman for his patience on this track so happy he reached out to me from the other side of this world and ask me to write lyrics to his music.

From The Ground Up - Dellmania / Flipside Mantra

Pas besoin de toiDans la nuit au-delà des rêvesTout s’achèveTes yeux se noient dans les mystèresÀ l’enversDors et n’aie point de remordEn cadenceDes milliers de soleils se balancentEn silenceToute seule je danseEn solitaireDans l’universJe n’ai pas besoin de toiMon attiranceEst sans défenseEt je me perdsDans tes chimèresNon je ne t’appartiens pasNue sous un arc en ciel en feuMystérieuxTu n’oses pas me regarderA tes piedsDors et n’aie point de remord…En silenceToute seule je danseEn solitaireDans l’universJe n’ai pas besoin de toiMon attiranceEst sans défenseEt je me perdsDans tes chimèresNon je ne t’appartiens pas

A LA FRONTIERE

Pas Besoin De Toi

Virtual Array - Robert Grigg / Combstead

Many thanks to my friend Mathis for his masterful guitar on this project more of his music @ https://soundcloud.com/user-247333630

mixed and mastered Combstead

Feast or Famine - Mathis

Vista Mare wants to take you and transports you into a carefree world, to youth, where it took 2 beers and a guitar on a beach to be happy. Vista Mare is that song born by a chance, like a friendship, a love. Left for to long inside me, has now taken over. Vista Mare is a country /blues/rock song that mixes the past with the present, without forgetting the melodies.

Vista Mare

Thanks to my friend Annie for another cool collaboration.

Words and vocals: Annie Dieu-Le-Veut
Copyright © Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, November 2024



Words:
I always thought I wanted to be free.
I didn’t know then how wonderful it would be
To be held captive in the web of love.

I always thought that I should stand tall
I didn’t know then the ecstasy of the fall
Into the arms of the Earthly love

I always thought that I would learn the truth
Through reaching further and further into space
Until I found I was lost its vastness,
And felt like a speck of dust with no place.
Our forefathers’ science was more holographic,
They drew a picture that was just as true
But it was also one where each could find their nest,
Where no wren could fall un-noted
And no blade of grass would go un-blessed,
And in which it's easy to find the truth:
When we hear it, it rings like a bell.

I always thought that I wanted liberation
Until I realised that I took incarnation
To be rooted in the love of Earth.

I always thought I wanted to be free.
I didn’t know then how wonderful it would be
To be captured and enraptured in the love of Earth.

Release date:
7 November 2024

Captured - Annie Dieu-Le-Veut

Sleeping Ghosts

A collaboration by Featherstone Massacre and Boblivion. We hope you like it

raison d’être

Due to ill health not able to improve this further at the moment.  A little demo..

Produced and written by Sarah Paradise-Brown

Through valleys deep and mountains high
I've wandered paths beneath the sky
With every stumble
I rise again
Embracing joy
Facing pain

Oh the road may twist and turn
But in my heart there's always a burn for
Every shadow
There's a light
Tracing the dreams
That take to flight

In rivers wide and oceans vast
I find my strength my shadows cast
Each lesson learned
A precious gem
With open arms
I greet them all again

Oh the road may twist and turn
But in my heart there's always a burn for
Every shadow
There's a light
Tracing the dreams
That take to flight

Instrumental

Through desert winds and forests old
I've braved the night defied the cold
With every fear
My purpose grew
A deer appeared
And bade me through

Oh the road may twist and turn
But in my heart there's always a burn for
Every shadow
There's a light
Tracing the dreams
That take to flight 

By silent shores and storm tossed seas
I prayed for hope on bended knees
Two dolphins leapt
Beneath the moon
Its joyful dance
A healing tune
 
Oh the road may twist and turn
But in my heart
There's always a burn for
Every storm that comes my way
I stand my ground
I choose to stay

The Road

Heartbeat racing, palms are sweating
Just a glimpse of you, I'm forgetting
Everything I swore I'd hold onto
Lost in your eyes, another debut

Love's a drug, and I'm an addict
Crawling back for another tragic
Hit of your kiss, your sweet disaster
Faster, harder, nothing else matters

Tried to quit you, cold turkey shakes
But the withdrawal's more than my heart can take
Every promise broken, every tear I cried
Means nothing when you're standing by my side

I know it's poison, know it's a lie
But God, I love the way you make me fly

Love's a drug, and I'm an addict
Crawling back for another tragic
Hit of your kiss, your sweet disaster
Faster, harder, nothing else matters

Maybe I'm crazy, maybe I'm blind
But I'll keep chasing this feeling, one fix at a time

Love's a drug, and I'm an addict
Crawling back for another tragic
Hit of your kiss, your sweet disaster
Faster, harder, nothing else matters

Love is a Drug

Apple Music

04 Love is a Drug

Produced, Peformed and written by Sarah Paradise-Brown
Remixed 10th Oct 25

So I had written an instrumental track called 'The Mural' I said I would put some vocals to.  Without re-arranging the track too much this is what I came up with.  This is no longer a song about a Mural.  I went dark instead!  I cannot remove the hissing from the Guitar Tracks... despite my best efforts.  Hopefully the rest will make up for it!

I tried to believe
In every way forgive me
For fading away
I went to that room today
Where your heart it stayed
And all that I held so dear
Just slipped away
When I begged for you to stay

Hey
While there’s blood in these veins
I’ll be feeling this way

Oh, these blues can’t contain me
You knew how to break me
You swallowed your sorrow
Tomorrow you borrowed
So I’d drown in pain

I tried to believe
Remember that Sunday, last May
It was all but a game
I ran from the truth in shame
But I’m not to blame
Cause this is your life
That’s right, not mine to save
When I begged for you to change

Hey
While there’s blood in these veins
I’ll be feeling this way

Oh, these blues can’t contain me
You knew how to break me
You swallowed your sorrow
Tomorrow you borrowed
So I’d drown in pain

Yeah, I’d drown in pain
Tomorrow you borrowed
So I’d drown in pain
Tomorrow you borrowed
So I’d drown in pain
Yeah, I’d drown in pain

Tomorrow You Borrowed

Para escuchar la versión con MV https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/b23848eb-fa1b-436d-8205-eae79673576b
Para escuchar la versión original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/y-me-parece-mentira-version-original-ver-texto
Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/y-me-parece-mentira-version-instrumental
Para escuchar la versión con Dazz Deva  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/y-me-parece-mentira

Y ME PARECE MENTIRA

Te veo y no lo puedo creer:

detengo mis ojos en tu cara

intentando encontrar la mirada

que ayer tanto me hizo padecer

y descubro al instante el presente

que penetra con fuerza en mi mente

destrozando tu imagen de ayer.


Te observo y no consigo entender:

creía reciente aquel verano

salpicado de amores tempranos

teniendo la luna como juez

y la llama de mis ilusiones

que forjó mis primeras canciones

en los más profundo de mi ser.


Comparo, y me parece mentira, 

la frescura que en estos recuerdos

aún perdura y la inadvertida

pero brutal distancia que el tiempo,
 
con su vuelo, ha puesto en nuestras vidas:

todavía conservo el perfume

de aquellas mañanas de estío

y el sabor amargo del desprecio

socavando el alma de un crío.


Recuerdo y soy tu esclavo otra vez:

navego en los mares de tus ojos

inundando la noche de gozo

sembrando esperanza por mi piel

pero arribo a tu puerto y zozobro

y mi gozo se torna en sollozos 

al oír que no hay nada que hacer.


Comparo, y me parece mentira,
 
la frescura que en estos recuerdos

aún perdura y la inadvertida

pero brutal distancia que el tiempo,
 
con su vuelo, ha puesto en nuestras vidas:

¿quién no guarda la risa o el llanto

de aquel primer beso de ensueño?

risa para el que apuró buen vino

llanto el que brindó con veneno.

AND IT SEEMS LIKE A LIE

I see you and I can't believe it:

I fix my eyes on your face

trying to find the gaze

that made me suffer so much yesterday

and I instantly discover the present

which penetrates my mind with force

shattering your image of yesterday.

I watch you and I can't understand:

I thought that summer was recent

spattered with early loves

having the moon as my judge

and the flame of my dreams

that forged my first songs

in the depths of my being.

I compare, and it seems like a lie,

the freshness that still lingers in these memories

and the unnoticed

but brutal distance that time,

with its flight, has placed in our lives:

I still retain the scent

of those summer mornings

and the bitter taste of contempt

undermining the soul of a child.

I remember and I am your slave again:

I sail the seas of your eyes

flooding the night with joy

sowing hope through my skin

but I arrive at your port and capsize

and my joy turns to sobs

when I hear there's nothing to be done.

I compare, and it seems untrue,

the freshness that still lingers in these memories

and the unnoticed

but brutal distance that time,

with its flight, has placed in our lives:

Who doesn't remember the laughter or the tears

of that first dreamy kiss?

Laughter for the one who drank good wine

Crying for the one who toasted with poison.

Y me parece mentira AC

The Thrillers' Gone

Suppressed historical facts about the Neckar region:
In addition to southern Hessen and the Franconian region, Baden and northern Württemberg are also among the regions in which there were documented attacks on humans by frogs, salamanders and toads between the end of the 15th century and the 1530s. In the villages of Neckarzimmern, Haßmersheim and Neckarmühlbach alone, there were 21 attacks in 1524, resulting in a total of thirteen deaths among the inhabitants, seven of whom were children of kindergarten or primary school age.
In 1531, the town chronicle of Eberbach reports of regular hunts by frogs and amphibians with sticks and stones on the inhabitants of Eberbach and Hirschhorn in meadows and marshes in “considerable” numbers, in which there were “again many victims to mourn”.

Remarkably, these facts remained completely unknown for a long time. The reason for this can be cited as the efforts of the local associations, which were tightly run by the National Socialists from 1933 to 1956, to falsify history through book burnings, denial campaigns and deliberate misdirection in order to establish, reinforce and nourish the legend of the Aryan and thus invincible superhuman.

Tadpoles To The Arms
(Derived and reinterpreted from an old forest-pond kindergarten song for tadpoles and little frog and toad children)

Born in a pond
near nowhere
The heir to the throne,
Can you feel his power?

Built up strong.
Just arms and legs must grow.
Crown and scepter will be mine
Gonna bring you harm and pain!

Grow you legs and throw your back
Out the swamp and kiss the sand
Go you pride and go attack
Conquer might and conquer land...

Tadpoles dive deep
Don’t try to compete!
Tadpoles rise steep
Expect no mercy to receive!

Out the swamp and kiss the sand
Grow your legs and throw your back
Conquer might and conquer land
Grow your pride and go attack

Neither as lamb nor wulf
As frog I’ll be your god
King of the puddle
Emperior of the pond

The lurch is at my feet
Even waterlillies pay homage
Crown and scepter are the tools
To rule the universe!

Grow you legs and throw your back
Out the swamp and kiss the sand
Grow you pride and go attack
Conquer might and conquer land...

Tadpoles achieve
tremendous force!
Tadpoles rise steep
Expect no mercy to receive!

Tadpoles, to the arms...

Tadpoles To The Arms

a collection of instrumental tracks from 2024-2025, a mix/mash up of metal, electronic, industrial and shoegaze styles

obsidian

Cover: jle dis pas pcq il a doxx ma tante

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Welcome to the Lab 💀 
Creator sound designer
40 plus years in live sound reinforcement
getting by with some help from friends.

Instrumental rock/ post rock solo project. All rights reserved.
Thanks for your amazing support. Recently, I have reduced my music time. I apologize here that can't reply to all comments.
69twoZERO is a sideproject of TOTHM

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