2019 - The Year That Music Bit Back v.2

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Para mí los perros al ladrar                         Em-A
No piden huesos                                            G-C
Es así el vino que te dan 
No es del bueno 
Cuando no estás las horas por pensar 
Se vuelven fuego 
Un año más tomando sin parar 
Parece un juego 

Bajaré, subiré, pasaré...                    F-C-D

Y en el espacio las sombras me dirán 
Ya no eres nuestro 
Tus ojos son los mismos del lugar 
Que nunca encuentro 
Tenía el mar, nadando me perdí 
Me hundí de nuevo 
De ese volcán la lava quemará 
Destruyendo el sueño 

Bajaré, subiré, pasaré...

E.P.-4

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Cold Truth 140 BPM

My luciferian mind

Hello again Listeners,

I do realize that i have been posting a lot lately as i catch up on all the weekly jamming that my Saturna Island friend illio and i continue to enJoy... but what can i say? Only that we Love sharing our musical conversations with all of you.

This one has a lovely lilting Classical feel to it. I would even go so far as to say that "it's a thing of beauty"! 

We hope you'll continue to enJOY.

Spirals

4-2-25

Coldheart: rhythm guitar and vocals 
Casio: percussion and bass line
120 bpm  soft rock beat
Key of F#

Mistress

I’ve just found that I’ve a mistress
And music is her name
Though she boards between the chords
She’s with me every day 

And she dances through my hands
Dreams with me in bed
She sings to me
Incessantly 
This mistress in my head

And she sings the songs of life to me
That only I can hear
Fragments echo furiously 
As they vanish in thin air
And she plays me like a symphony 
That only I can hear
And her whispered notes fall effortlessly 
Like snowflakes through still air

So when the coast is clear
And my wife still sleeps in bed
You know I think she’s known about us
Quite a while
Sweet mistress in my head

Then she laughs just like an orchestra 
But still let’s be discreet 
Is that a sitar that calls afar
Sweet mistress in my head

And she sings the songs of life to me 
That only I can hear 
Fragments echo defiantly 
As  they vanish in thin air 
And she plays me like a symphony 
That only I can hear
And her whispered notes fall
Effortlessly 
Like snowflakes through still air

mistress

l'art pour l'art - Tenebreus
April 2025
Duration: 3:10
Listen to the Playlist, l'art pour l'art: https://soundcloud.com/bruce-klepper-1/sets/lart-pour-lart
Cover art painting: Carol Klepper
Cover art lettering: John-Marc Ventimiglia
For harpsichord, bansuri, shakuhachi, duduk, bass moceno, skiddaw stones, virtual instruments and percussion

l'art pour l'art - Tenebreus

It's been a while since I put out a jazz tune so I decided to put out this standard by Gershwin played on my nylon string. I had a look at a few different examples of sheet music for this one. Interestingly there seem to be quite a few variations of the chords. One of the beauties of jazz! I used the chords in a cool old songbook I bought at a garage sale. The tune was written in the 1930s so I reckon the songbook is as old as 1940s. 

A simple chordal representation of the tune. Hope you enjoy!

Summertime (by George Gershwin)

Vocals: @specialececilia

Instrumental: BBright (Wolfgang Schwarz)

Mix and master: BBright

Special Cecilia x BBright - Life Is So Multi-Dimensional

metal , did vocals too to test myself out , dont bash me to hard :)

It's All hate

Jack

You’re stuck up in your high rise
where concrete meets grey sky.
You need a lift to a lower place,
need to open up your closed eyes.
I’ve got a ticket to ride, we’ve got tickets to ride,
they’ve got tickets to ride, you’ve got a ticket to ride

So let go, let go, let go, let go,
let go, let go, let go, let go,
let go, let go, let go, let go.
Let’s go!

You take the moral high-ground,
I’ll meet you later down the underground.
You sit around and confuse yourself,
I’m going for a walk around.
You’re all stuck up inside looking like someone just died.
Your tears and excuses ran dry, you’ve got a ticket to ride.

So let go, let go, let go, let go,
let go, let go, let go, let go,
let go, let go, let go, let go.
Let’s go!

You’ve too much time on your hands
tied to ideas and plans
got from TV and radio,
not even listening in stereo.

You’re monotone and you’re drab,
full of obsessions and fads
and all your jokes are quite sad.

It’s time you loosened up a bit,
took your cold heart out the fridge.
You’ve made your point now it’s time to move.
Stick it to yourself, unglue your shoes.

You’ve got no reason to cry, no reason to keep asking why.
Let your self be your guide, cause you’ve got a ticket to ride.
So let go, let go, let go, let go,
let go, let go, let go, let go,
let go, let go, let go, let go.
Let’s go!

thinking is free

Stuck let Go

stuck let go

This is a new one from Observation Ward, out now! 
freestream www.stephsweet.co.uk
He Told You Twice

Love’s not meant to make you sad
Bruising inside out
Oh love, love’s not meant to hurt you bad
Bruising inside out
Oh love, love’s not meant to make you sad
Bruising inside out

You didn’t think that he could be, he could be
You didn’t know that he could be, he could be
You didn’t guess that he could be, he could be
Until he tells you that he won’t tell you again
You didn’t think that he could be, he could be
You didn’t know that he could be, he could be
You didn’t guess that he could be, he could be 
Until he tells you that he won’t tell you again

His tears won’t heal the wounds
Washing over bruises that he gives to you
His tears won’t heal the wounds
Washing over bruises that he gives to you

Oh love, love’s not meant to make you sad
Bruising inside out
Oh love, love’s not meant to hurt you bad
Bruising inside out

You didn’t think that he could be, he could be
You didn’t know that he could be, he could be
You didn’t guess that he could be, he could be
Until he tells you that he won’t tell you again
You didn’t think that he could be, he could be
You didn’t know that he could be, he could be
You didn’t guess that he could be, he could be
Until he tells you that he won’t tell you again

His tears won’t heal the wounds
Washing over bruises that he gives to you

Oh love, love’s not meant to make you sad
Bruising inside out

He Told You Twice ©steph sweet 2019 All Rights Reserved

Observation Ward

He Told You Twice

Vocals by @miper (Thank you Mia for this beautiful mantra! Namaste)

"Om Asato Ma Sad Gamaya
Tamasoma Jyotir Gamaya
Mrityor Ma Amritam Gamaya"

Meaning:
Lord lead me from the unreal to the real
Lead me from darkness to the light
From the earth to the open skies
Lead me from death to eternal light

Learn more: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pavamana_Mantra
Also available on my YouTube channel: https://youtu.be/01fv3pmo4KY

Asato Ma

Watch it on my YouTube

Asato Ma (ft. Miper)

Dedicate this to my fabulous neighbours Rona and Gav .Love you guys!! xx 
Music, lyric, guitar, vocals - Me
Cover Artwork - Lizzie Pentland

The Screaming Leg Blues

This track is the result of a collaboration with a fantastic singer and artist TygerTyger https://soundcloud.com/corvus_sky , whose voice made a splash in my mind. I am eternally grateful to her for her cooperation and excellent work on this track. In fact, this track is a logical continuation of "Desert Wind" https://soundcloud.com/coda2009/desert-wind , its Remix. TygerTyger wrote the lyrics to my music, based on Frank Herbert's novel "Dune" and sang amazingly.

Buy https://guitarbeard.bandcamp.com/track/desert-sky

Desert Sky

Here in my dreams her waits for me 
Here in my dreams he waits for me 
Underneath the desert sky 
underneath the twilight moon 
you and I 
you and i 

I walk without rhythm 
! walk without rhythm 
I walk without rhythm 
! walk without rhythm 
I walk without rhythm 
! walk without rhythm 
I walk without rhythm 
! walk without rhythm 

underneath the desert moon 
He waits for me
 he waits for me

I walk without rhythm 
! walk without rhythm 
I walk without rhythm 
! walk without rhythm 
underneath the desert sky 
underneath the desert sky 
you and I 
you and i 

here in my dreams  he waits for me 
I walk without rhythm 
! walk without rhythm
 he waits for me 
under the desert sky 
I walk without rhythm 
hey hey heayyo 
here in my dreams  he waits for me 
I walk without rhythm 
! walk without rhythm
 he waits for me 
under the desert sky 
I walk without rhythm 
hey hey heayyo 

Fear is the mind killer

Desert Sky (Guitarbeard / TygerTyger)

Independently unpolished band who like to be happy.  Unintentionally retro. Effortlessly uncool.

We'd describe ourselves as unpolished with dashes of introspection, cynicism, irony & humour. Tom Robinson describes us as ‘optimistic jangle fuzz merchants’.

We're very pleased to have had lots of radio play & positive feedback from the likes of BBC Radio 6 Music, BBC Introducing East Midlands, Radio Caroline & Exile FM Radio amongst others. We’ve also been chosen several times as a Fresh On The Net 'Fresh Fave'.

Despite being quite a reclusive band with modest ambitions - we like our music to be heard outside of our own heads!

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My latest LP, Edie, stream it free and ad-free www.stephsweet.co.uk/media
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