I’ve made this moon,
my new world once removed
Lying here under this dome,
in my character-building home

It’s pretty hard to sleep,
with people flinging their rocks at me
well I don’t think it’s really that safe,
with something that so easily breaks

We’re so far away
The green is what you miss the most,
and vegemite toast,
and water and air I suppose

It’s pretty hard to sleep,
with people flinging their rocks at me
well I don’t think it’s really that safe,
with something that so easily breaks

We’ve got our weapons
Don’t really know how to use them
I think the central idea my love is, 

expose their skin to space

Then watch for the look on their face
When their eyes go that way,
you know that it’s their last day

and you know we’re safe
nowhere’s safe

for at least a few more days,
and you know for sure we’re safe
nowhere’s safe

for at least a few more hours,
and you know that we’re safe

-

I’ve been meaning to say to you,
the life support,
well we must have broke it

This whole damn trip has been,
just one thing after another,
after another,
after another

[Words & Music - The Feckless]

one human at a time

stereotypical moonbase bullshit / ClusterFeckington (Reprise)

Heartbeats

Echoes

Running Deep

Steve sent an amazing vocal and rhythm gtr song… I added drums, bass , guitar and harmonies… hope you like it!
#Steve’s Planet # K2 and the Three  # K2 and the Four

The Station-Steve’s Planet/K2 and the Three

I am playing guitar for the first time in a long time. My fingers hurt.

Written and performed by Kyo

Grand Slam

„Dünengeflüster“ (02.08.2023 )

Der Klang der Wüste. Die flüsternde Stille der Natur die Dir etwas zu erzählen hat.
Du bist ein Sandkorn in der unendlichen Weite der Wüste.

Der Wind verweht Dich kleines Sandkorn. Du bist nichts, die Wüste ist alles.
Sie verschlingt Dich. Du bist kleiner als ein Insekt. Wanderst von Düne zu Düne.

Höre das zarte flüstern der Düne. Lausche achtsam dem heißen Wüstenwind „Calima“ was er Dir zu erzählen hat.

Vielen Dank für Eure geschätzte Aufmerksamkeit.
SOUNDCLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/cloppenburg-music

Musik :  Björn Cloppenburg  Alle Rechte vorbehalten
Foto	:      Björn Cloppenburg
Es wurden für dieses Projekt virtuelle Instrumente der folgenden Firmen verwendet: 
SPITFIRE AUDIO:  Andy Findon Flute / ALBION II LOEGRIA / LONDON CONTEMPORARY ORCHESRA 
Soniccouture GEOSONICS
Audiobro : GENESIS Children´s Choir

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"Dune Whisper" (08/02/2023 )

The sound of the desert. The whispering silence of nature that has something to tell you.
You are a grain of sand in the vastness of the desert.

The wind blows you little grain of sand. You are nothing, the desert is everything.
She devours you. You are smaller than an insect. Walk from dune to dune.

Hear the soft whisper of the dunes. Listen carefully to what the hot desert wind “Calima” has to tell you.

Thank you for your valued attention.
SOUND CLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/cloppenburg-music

Music :  Björn Cloppenburg All rights reserved
Photo:   Björn Cloppenburg
Virtual instruments from the following companies were used for this project:
SPITFIRE AUDIO: Andy Findon Flute / ALBION II LOEGRIA / LONDON CONTEMPORARY ORCHESRA
Soniccouture GEOSONICS
Audiobro : GENESIS Children's Choir


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Dune Whisper

Remixed by Trancix https://on.soundcloud.com/mX3LVEFrN3nr8qss6



Art pic: Jaclynn 

« la vie, ce n'est pas d'attendre que l'orage passe, c'est d'apprendre à danser sous la pluie »
“Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning to dance in the rain" Sénèque
Translation in English:

My strength 

At the foot of a mountain,
I stood up
I had to lead campaigns
To lift it
And I never knew I could move it with my fingers
Until the moment I did it
I shed so many tears
Before drying them
And shaping them into weapons
So I would not fall again
I never wanted to believe I could be consoled
Until I saw myself standing up again
 
If I lived moments of turmoils
Where my bark got damaged,
Deep down inside of me I did not know
The extent of my strength, the extent of my strength
Before the drama, before the crashes,
Before the road and its bends,
Deep down inside of me I did not know
The extent of my strength, the extent of my strength
 
The most beautiful light
I had been given
Was turned into hell by life,
And I had to forget about it
At that time, I did not know that the body does not forget,
And yet we can move forward, if we believe
My shoulders bent
By the weight of rain
When summer gets cloudier,
When blue turns to gray
All that time, I did not know that I had the sun
Deep down inside my heart, doing wonders there
 
If I lived moments of turmoils
Where my bark got damaged,
Deep down inside of me I did not know
The extent of my strength, the extent of my strength
Before the drama, before the crashes,
Before the road and its bends,
Deep down inside of me I did not know
The extent of my strength, the extent of my strength
 
#Fuckcancer

Original song performed by Celine Dion and Vianney

Ma Force (My Strength-translated) - cover

VERSE 1
THE SOLDIER THOUGHT HE WAS A MIGHTY BIG MAN
WHEN HE DROVE THE NAILS IN OUR SAVIOR'S HANDS
I WONDER WHAT WAS REALLY ON HIS MIND
HOW COULD HE HAVE BEEN SO BLIND

CHORUS
HE DIED ON THE CROSS FOR YOU AND ME
JESUS DIED FOR THE WORLD DON'T YOU SEE
WITHOUT HIM NO HOPE WOULD THEIR BE
HE DIED FOR THE WORLD DON'T YOU SEE

VERSE 2
THERE'S NO WAY TO IMAGINE ALL THE PAIN
THAT JESUS FELT AND ALL THE SHAME
HE GAVE HIS LIFE THAT WE MIGHT LIVE
WHAT MORE COULD OUR SAVIOR GIVE

REPEAT CHORUS

The Soldier And The Cross (lyrics by Tony Harris / vocal/music by Phillip Clarkson) Original 1998

Send my children home

track n.1 of a suite composed by 4 tracks

improved mix on 24/04/2023

I. Testimoni di quel che resta © 2022 by Nadìr is licensed under Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 4.0 International

I. Testimoni Di Quel Che Resta

“I hate a song that makes you think that you are not any good. I hate a song that makes you think that you are just born to lose. Bound to lose. No good to nobody. No good for nothing. Because you are too old or too young or too fat or too slim or too ugly or too this or too that. Songs that run you down or poke fun at you on account of your bad luck or hard travelling. I am out to fight those songs to my very last breath of air and my last drop of blood. I am out to sing songs that will prove to you that this is your world and that if it has hit you pretty hard and knocked you for a dozen loops, no matter what color, what size you are, how you are built, I am out to sing the songs that make you take pride in yourself and in your work. And the songs that I sing are made up for the most part by all sorts of folks just about like you. I could hire out to the other side, the big money side, and get several dollars every week just to quit singing my own kind of songs and to sing the kind that knock you down still farther and the ones that poke fun at you even more and the ones that make you think that you've not got any sense at all. But I decided a long time ago that I'd starve to death before I'd sing any such songs as that. The radio waves and your movies and your jukeboxes and your songbooks are already loaded down and running over with such no good songs as that anyhow.”

― Woody Guthrie

Send my children home

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