PSYCHALOVIC SONIC ENERGETIC INDIE ROCK - MEETS CLASSIC

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With: Andreas Jäpel (vocals)

Words And Music By René Methner, Recorded and Produced by Para Lia, Mix By Para Lia With Thommy Hein, Mastered By Thommy Hein In The Thommy Hein Tonstudios Berlin.
Cover Artwork By: Georgia Moschogianni @tzo-moschogianni
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'IN CLASH WITH THE ZEITGEIST' - The New Album - 25.08.2023
PSYCHALOVIC SONIC SONGS FOR LOVERS AND SURVIVORS
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good evening mr. perry, i hear you sing the blues
you are a bit down today, but don't forget
we always have been fools
like david versus goliath, we are limited but cool
we’re just an indie rock band
always on the loose
no record contract and no budget,
no plastic music to get fooled
killed by the radio drabness,
we were reborn in our multicolored shoes
our currency is passion, our brand is a distorted chord
we are not dealing with the mainstream
being authentic - this is what we are
don't let you down
and get off the ground
life is an opera
behind the curtain we all are stars
good evening mr perry, we understand the rules
we‘re just a niche product between all the glossy brochures
of the music industry
we won’t change our attitude
we’re just an indie rock band
always on the loose

Mr Perry

Another woman died in a Doorway on our busy shopping streets over the Christmas period. She was an Irish woman from Cork in this instance. There are so many homeless people in our city streets, and I observed that almost all the sheltered Shop fronts in the city have people sleeping rough every night. The frost has set in and the nights are bitterly cold and my heart goes out to all those poor people who have to sleep rough. This song is in Memory of the woman who died in Cork , Ireland. May she rest in Peace. 

In my song  “ Cold doorway Bed “ I have created a fictious woman called" who comes from a war torn Eastern European country and who has ended up sleeping rough. Her husband and Children have been killed and she has fled for her life but ends up sleeping in a doorway on Christmas day. I am trying to draw a comparison between the overindulgence that happens over the Christmas period and the plight of Refugees and homeless people in our societies. Christmas should be a Joyous occasion for us all, the birthday of our Savior compared to the death of a homeless person. I want to bring home this Tragedy in full living Colour for us all to see the reality of homelessness for thousands of people in every country across our planet. 

Johnny Mc Farlane 


Cold Doorway Bed .

She sleeps in a doorway, No crib for her Bed.
No bright light of Silver shone around her head.
She lies in the Cold, the rain, and the Snow. 
All alone in this world she has nowhere to go.

As the bells ring for Christmas, she makes up her bed.
Wet cardboard beneath her, a coat for her head.
As the Cold winter wind cuts her to the bone.
She cries in the nighttime and feels so alone.

As She Cries in the Night,
she prays for a light. 
That will save her and take her back home.
But that light didn’t come.
and she sleeps in the doorway alone.

As she lay in the doorway she drifted away.
She dreamt of her life in a happier day. 
Back When she was a mother.
Back when she was a wife.
Back when she had a family.
 back when she had a life.

But this war rages on and it’s taken them all.
Her Husband, her Children.
But she can still hear them Call.
Still sees their faces when she closes her eyes.
She can still feel their kisses and she still hear their cries.

As She Cries in the Night, she prays for a light.
That will save her and take her back home.
But that light never comes, and she sleeps in the doorway alone.

As she lies in the Doorway 
Her Eyes fill with Tears.
She recalls her Loved ones.
It been so many sad years.
Since she’s held them and kissed them.
Since they all went away. 
As she closed her eyes.
She starts to Pray.

As She Prays in the Night, she prays for a light.
That will save her and take her back home.
But that light never comes, and she sleeps in the doorway alone.





She never woke up, They found her Body next day.
Rigid and cold she blocked the Shop Doorway.
A crowd gathered round to look and to stare. 
The shop wasn’t open that was their only care 
And as the church bells did rang and the Caroler's did sing.
For that poor homeless woman not 1 bell did ring.
Not 1 prayer was said , Not 1 tear was shed.
She died all alone in a cold Doorway Bed.

Cold Doorway Bed  : Semi Finalist in the UK Songwriters competition 2024

Musings on the current state of the world

The War Machine

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	Collide
	By David Husted
	V1
	Show me your piece of the world
	Show me your piece of the world
	Show me your piece that you want to divide up
	To buy and control and burn down 
	Save me all your raving lunatic
	Slogans that placate our minds
	Fools
	V2
	Show me the face of insane
	show me the face of insane
	Show me a world split by a crack in the atom
	Blurred by a tear and a frown
	Why you have to be everybody's tool  
	Put down the knives and hammers 
	Now 
	Pre Ch
	But we got to move fast
	This Earth's still shining
	But she's running out of gas
	Ch
	When I hear No, know that Yes opens doorways
	When I feel Sad, know that Happiness will rise
	When I head East I think I might be meeting West
	When Yin meets Yang and birth and death Collide
	Bridge 
	V3
	Maybe it's too late to explain
	Maybe it's too late to explain
	Maybe it' too late to convince and negotiate We
	need Earth; not the other way round
	This ground will tell you he don't know your rules
	The trees will breathe our sorrow
	The ocean's blue
	Pre Ch
	But we got to move fast
	This Earth's still shining
	But she's running out of gas
	Ch
	When I hear No, know that Yes opens doorways
	When I feel Sad, know that Happiness will rise
	When I head East I think I might be meeting West
	When Yin meets Yang and birth and death
	Collide

Collide

The Earth

NASA tells me: "Mercury retrograde is an optical illusion that occurs when the planet Mercury appears to move backwards in the night sky. In reality, the Earth briefly overtakes Mercury in its orbit, creating a visual effect."

Thanks NASA. That helps. 

But what about when two people think they're in one place but they're in another? And can sometimes a body, celestial or otherwise, look healthy but it's not? Let me know. Thx bro.

Influences: Roni Size meets Jeff Buckley

(Outta the) Not-So-Silent Planets

Mercury Transit

Music and lyrics: Jose Miguel Millán
Vocals, backing vocals: Delhya
Guitars & bass: The Shire Bairn Project

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For more on DelhyA please check:
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Nose in the showcase 
clouding the fate
 Counting the days,  
it was a long wait  
Sand in the shoes
 There was … no pain.

Kicking the stones  
To not return home  
Waiting the train  
Just To smash the coin  
Bleeding knees  
All was … a glee

Those were the days,  
Those were the nights

Roll the dice
 Playing Risk
 Who’s turn is it.
So purify
 Wonder dreams
Like a gleam

Pride in the pinball 
Watch for the thug
 Moove the machine  
Control the tilt
 Look for the way  
The green light… is on

Those were the days ,  
Those were the nights

Roll the dice  
Playing Risk  
Who’s turn is it.
So purify
 Wonder dreams  
Like a gleam

For all was the first time.
 First kiss, first broken heart  
The future didn’t exist 
But time run, run fast.

Those Were The Days (with The Bird Inside & DelhyA)

A little ditty partly inspired by the events of this past summer here in the UK but mostly just about polarised society, the constant stream of misinformation we're all bombarded with and the state of permanent anger that everyone seems to live in these days.

Verse 1

So this is modern life.
Sitting on a train, staring at a screen,
Getting really angry, listen to a stranger, tell you about something that they haven't even seen.

So this is modern life.
Head up in the cloud, don't believe a thing,
You're probably being lied to, by that angry stranger,
Motivation's murky making money from your dreams.

Well this ain't the future I remember being sold...
I must be getting old.

Chorus

Buy, subscribe, listen, watch,
Worry, panic, sleepless, lost,
Clicks, likes, follows, the game,
Lonely, withdrawn, quiet, pain.

Eat, sleep, stream, repeat,
Alone, cutoff, self-defeat,
Consume, collect, gamble, spend,
Hollow, empty, collapse, the end.

Verse 2

So this is modern life.
Must be right or left, hate the other side,
Blind to other viewpoints, listen to the leader,
Blame a group of others for the problems in your tribe.

So this is modern life.
Sitting in a truck, heading off to war,
Not sure why you're fighting, something that the leader
said in some long boring speech you listened to before.

Now your future has been sold...
And you won't be getting old.

Chorus

Buy, subscribe, listen, watch,
Worry, panic, sleepless, lost,
Clicks, likes, follows, the game,
Lonely, withdrawn, quiet, pain.

Eat, sleep, stream, repeat,
Alone, cutoff, self-defeat,
Consume, collect, gamble, spend,
Hollow, empty, collapse, the end.

Modern Life

Illusion machine. (Winkandwoo & Midisound)
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Music created in July 2024
Editing, lyrics, vocals and covert art by Winkandwoo.

The original idea came from the chorus of the music. I thought of an accordion to create it, but unfortunately I couldn't find a good sound for the iPad for this instrument, so I scrapped the idea and replaced it with a soft synthesizer with some depth.

My partner in adventures, on this occasion, did the rest with an impeccable job full of creativity and elegance.

Thanks Clive, again, for this gift.

Listen to more from Winkandwoo here.

https://soundcloud.com/winkandwoo

Lyrics.

What are they feeding your mind
How are they seeding your kind

Illusion machine
It's bigger than you and me
Illusion machine
The demon's behind your screen

Why do they need you so much
When do they get in touch

Illusion machine
It's bigger than you and me
Illusion machine
The demon's behind your screen


8 tracks of native MS2 instruments and Xewton forum.
1 Track Sunrizer synth.
1 track Arturia iMini
2 Tracks Flowtones
2 Tracks Korg Im.

Mix…….. yes……. My car 🚘
Hardware iPad
DAW Music Studio 2

Thank you.

Paco.

ILLUSION MACHINE (Winkandwoo & Midisound)

The Recursives in party mode - live at the Hand pub with an Elvis classic. And it’s Elvis’s 90th birthday today 😎
Neil - lead vocals and drums
Bri - sax and backing vocals
Al - bass qand backing vocals
tez - guitars

Burning Love - The Recursives live at The Hand

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You'll Always Know

"Eye of Thought"

Dropping from the eye of thought,
a conciouss reality that was never born,
holding all this life in my hands,
i thought it was better to show them to dance,

Taking down this trip in the slope,
what you had known was always been told,
looking for someone to rest,
the thoughts in your head that were never blessed,

dropping from the eye of thought.....

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YALXi2ZO8YA

Eye of Thought (Lyrics on Description)

A guy, some guitars and a laptop.
Always happy to collaborate! just drop me a message or email me