WHAT TO BE WITHIN THIS GAME

Thank you Sander for making my DnB vocal dream come true. You’ve created thee most beautiful track here. Thank you for making me smile every day too...I love you. 😊❤️❤️❤️ @wane-of-summer

For more of our music together @user-949559825 (our joint project Passion Arcade!) 😊🎶❤️

MAGIC by Wane of Summer (feat. Annie Smart)

Crimson shadow

01 - SA - ORBIS - Mamachor clean x 2
02 - SA - ASE - A Good Start
03 - Sonuscore - The Orchestra Complete _Spitfire Audio - Albion One - 9000 Piece Choir Hold Down
04 - UVI - FALCON - Cinematic Shades - India - Ice Kingdom

Orbis Orchestra

Small section of a jam we recorded on our gear earlier today, pardon the bumps in volume or what have you. 
Felt good to throw up there for posterity. 
Free to download if you wish. 

Kelley: TD3, Deepmind12, Microsampler
Darren: Prophet, MS101, X50, Digitakt

Dragon Of Gold

london boy

Five steps (each one with two parts) progressing along 3 minutes thru different styles: rock, psycho, pop, hard..., and finally back to the psychopoppy ones.

Letra / Lyrics:

No siempre he estado aquí (soy imperfecto) / I have not always been here (I am imperfect)

Cuando tengo frío, o tengo calor, / When I feel cold, or I feel hot,
cuando tropiezo, me quemo, o siento dolor… / when I stumble, I burn myself, or feel pain …

y  empiezo a pensar que no siempre he estado aquí, / and I start to think that I have not always been here,
y que todo en este mundo es ajeno a mí. / and that everything in this world is alien to me.

Pienso que este cuerpo / I think that this body
que me sirve para moverme / I use to move myself
no es todo lo perfecto que debiera. / is not as perfect as it had to.

Me siento extraño / I feel strange
donde tendría que estar a gusto, / where I should to be comfortable,
y me reconforto / and I feel better
cuando me relaciono bien con el mundo. / when I relate well to the world.

Empiezo a pensar en el tránsito; / I start to think about the passage;
que no siempre he estado ni estaré aquí; / that I have not always been nor will be here;
que mi vida es un entretenimiento / about my life being an entertainment
en el viaje a otro sitio. / along the trip to another place.

Y descubro lo profundo / And I discover the deepness
entre tanta superficialidad, / among so much superficialness,
si la meta de todo lo que hago / if the goal of everything I do
es comer y respirar, / is to eat and breathe,
¿qué clase de razón tengo en la cabeza? / what kind of reason do I have in my head?
¿qué soy yo dentro de este juego? / what am I within this game?

 descubro lo profundo / And I discover the deepness
entre tanta superficialidad, / among so much superficialness,
y me pongo a pensar, / and I start thinking,
y empiezo a pensar… / and I start to think …

y  empiezo a pensar que no siempre he estado aquí, / and I start to think that I have not always been here,
y que todo en este mundo es ajeno a mí. / and that everything in this world is alien to me.

Pienso que este cuerpo / I think that this body
que me sirve para moverme / I use to move myself
no es todo lo perfecto que debiera. / is not as perfect as it had to.

©1995 E-RUIZZO – ®2013 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;)

Image: "Rocky sprout", photo by Ruizzoidman

No siempre he estado aquí (Soy imperfecto)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lhtFdZiu_NM
    Gina Wood
https://soundcloud.com/gina-wood-837506330/tracks
https://soundcloud.com/regina-wood-472281502
https://open.spotify.com/artist/10MZlbHKE0RGk5zJMN0XQC

       shin
https://soundcloud.com/shinsemia/tracks
https://soundcloud.com/romane5/tracks
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC4uyJYLBKHEv_D0fSPoOkJQ

Drummer Boy - Gina & Shin

@mystique_wind
Mystique Wind created a track using myrh's vocals
myrh mixed in additional singing & spoken words
cover uses layers from both their art.

RE-CONCEPTUAL MOTION
__________The Mystique and Myrh had already decided to stay forever on the Asteroid of the Holiday, but the Myrh's wristwatch sounded, notifying friends that something interesting had arisen somewhere in the galaxy that required study.

At that moment, she remembered that they had landed here in search of fuel, but then something went wrong. Of course, the smell of space fuel growing everywhere on this asteroid could not but tempt the mystic to taste it. And his genuine joy on this occasion could not fail to persuade Myrh to follow his example.

For days on end, they looked at the stars, jumped on space-fuel buds like on trampolines and had fun, forgetting about everything in the world. This is why this place is called the holiday asteroid

The memory returned, and although the fun had to temporarily cease (although Mystique was only persuaded to return to the ship after he tore off a huge loaf of space-fuel plant and put it in his backpack), a joyful feeling arose inside. Because new adventures always lead us to new discoveries. This is something worth traveling for

Re-Conceptual Motion | Mystique Wind & Myrh

Heres' a 6/8 track with acoustic guitars, strings, percussions, electric guitar, claps, drums and bass.

Thank you for listening :)

Composition: Julien Apelian
Recording studio: Audio Colors
January 2021.

Landscape of Andalusia

"I went into the cold and thought about catharsis..."

Part of the 2nd EP by Sugaar Pan (to be released in Spotify & Bandcamp, 2021).

You can listen to this on our Youtube channel as well (surreal videos to be found here):

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HgXPMCr4Vsg

Our sonic foundations are guitar textures, transverse flute and minimal percussions. 
We conjure the primordial and the fathomless universes hidden between our reptilian brain folds.

Winter Solstice Mantra Parts 1 & 2 by Sugaar Pan

Static City

ON TOMBE EN PANNE 
ON TOMBE EN RUINE
IL BRUINE SUR LES TOMBES
EST-CE LA FIN DU MONDE? 
ELISABETH COTTEN N’AVAIT PAS BESOIN DE MACHINE

DANS TOUS CES SPAMS
CES BAD FUZZING
LE LOUP GAROU DE LONDRES
L’OGRE GOOGLE IMMONDE
ELISABETH COTTEN N’AVAIT PAS BESOIN DE MACHINE

UN BON VIEUX TRAIN DE MARCHANDISE
QUELQUES BALLES DE COTON ET EN ROUTE LA VALISE
ELISABETH COTTEN N’AVAIT PAS BESOIN DE MACHINE

MOI JE M’ACHARNE
ET JE M’ÉCHINE
MAIS J’AI PERDU LA DATE
ET PAUMÉ TOUS MES DATAS
ELISABETH COTTEN N’AVAIT PAS BESOIN DE MACHINE

MOI TOUTES CES MERDES ME LES BRISENT
UNE HERBE ENTRE LES DENTS ET C’EST LA TERRE PROMISE
ELISABETH COTTEN N’AVAIT PAS BESOIN DE MACHINE

JUSTE DIX DOIGTS
POUR LE PICKING
ET BIEN SÛR COMME IL SE DOIT
UN MAXIMUM DE FEELING
ELISABETH COTTEN N’AVAIT PAS BESOIN DE MACHINE

ON TOMBE EN PANNE 
ON TOMBE EN RUINE
IL BRUINE SUR LES TOMBES
EST-CE LA FIN DU MONDE? 
ELISABETH COTTEN N’AVAIT PAS BESOIN DE MACHINE

ELIZABETH COTTEN N'AVAIT PAS BESOIN DE MACHINES (Lyrics)

https://music.apple.com/us/album/liberty-single/1842375749
https://touchofthewood.bandcamp.com/track/liberty

An original non-sense laid-back instrumental song for fun.
I hope you like it.
Thanks for listening!

Liberty

Нам всем бывает не легко
И мы мечтаем о другом
Нас просят ничего не ждать
Ведь нас не будут осуждать

Все так живут вокруг взляни
Но я и ты – мы не они

Но я и ты – мы идем на все ради своей мечты

Нам нужно все принять как есть
И лучше никуда не лезть
Да рот закрыть и сделать вид
Что все нормально – без обид

Все так живут вокруг взляни
Но я и ты – мы не они

Но я и ты – мы идем на все ради своей мечты

© Odd Petals 2021

The Answer

Я и Ты

Just saw this band March 25th, 2023 and they were amazing!!!!!

Late at night gazing out into the late at night
I see deep in the world 'til I open my eyes
Every day brakes screech outside my window
Those crashing cars never seem to collide
Sometimes when I'm staring out my window
Catch the stars and watch as they go by
I've been getting messages from outer space
They spiral like a finger in the sky
It blows my mind
Every day I'm drawn to my window
I can hear it if I open my eyes
Sometimes flashing lights seem so familiar
I know I've seen them circling me at night
I've been sending signals into outer space
They spiral like a finger in the sky
It blows my mind
Every day the restlessness takes over me
I can see it as I'm closing my eyes
I've been sending signals into outer space
They spiral like a finger in the sky
Sometimes when I'm staring out my window
Catch the stars and watch as they go by
I've been getting messages from outer space
They spiral like a finger in the sky
Like a finger in the sky
Like a finger in the sky
Like a finger in the sky
Like a finger in the sky
Like a finger in the sky
Like a finger in the sky
Like a finger in the sky
Like a finger in the sky
Like a finger in the sky

Deeper Into Movies (Yo La Tengo cover)

I wrote this somewhat loopy lyrics, when it was announced on CNN that Joe Biden had won the race for president against Donald Trump. My hope for a return of a real democracy in the sense of Willie Brandt's " More freedom daring", which for me always also means more humanity, more tenderness, more creativity and ultimately more love daring, experienced a powerful upswing that evening. And so these lines of text with the basic message "Still Love is there" literally poured out of me. 

Still love is there (Lyrics in English)

Black holes glow
Moths wear jewelry

Cows dance ballet
Bugs have a bun

The stars, they come by for a coffee
Admission free
Plumb free

The sharks have put on pink lipstick 
The naked mole rats are on top of the golden wagon

Even the blindworms dare to come out of their hiding place
Revealed
The seeing discovered

The aquarium Fishes swim out
The barbed wire fences start to stroke

A tadpole basks in the white house

The earth gently leans back

Still love is there
Still love is there

Scissors become hands
Air mattresses can fly

Folding wheels embrace each other
And can have children

A letter carrier settles into a mailbox 
Invites us 
Come in

A holy water kettle befuddles the senses
Prohibition signs begin to yearn

SUV's open up
And can be tamed

The solar system dances itself free

Still Love is there
Still Love is there
Still Love is there
Still Love is there
Still Love is there
Still Love is there
Still Love is there

Diesen etwas durchgeknallten Text schrieb ich, als auf CNN bekanntgegeben wurde, dass Joe Biden das Rennen um das Präsidentenamt gegen Donald Trump gewonnen hatte. Meine Hoffnung auf eine Rückkehr einer echten Demokratie im Sinne von Willie Brandts "Mehr Freiheit wagen", was für mich immer auch heißt, mehr Menschlichkeit, mehr Zärtlichkeit, mehr Kreativität und letztendlich mehr Liebe wagen, erfuhr an diesem Abend einen kräftigen Aufschwung. Und so quollen diese Textzeilen mit der Grundbotschaft "Still Love is there" förmlich aus mir heraus.


Still Love is there (Deutscher Originaltext)

Schwarze Löcher leuchten
Motten tragen Schmuck

Kühe tanzen Ballett
Wanzen haben nen`Dutt

Die Sterne, sie kommen auf einen Kaffee vorbei
Eintritt frei
Bleifrei

Die Haie haben Lippenstift rosarot aufgetragen 
Die Nacktmullen stehen ganz oben auf dem goldenen Wagen

Selbst die Blindschleichen trauen sich aus Ihrem Versteck
Aufgedeckt
Das Sehen entdeckt

Die Aquariumsfische schwimmen hinaus
Die Stacheldrahtzäune streicheln

Eine Kaulquappe sonnt sich im weißen Haus

Die Erde lehnt sich sanft zurück

Still love is there
Still love ist there

Scheren werden zu Händen
Luftmatratzen können fliegen

Falträder umarmen sich
Und können Kinder kriegen

Ein Postbote richtet sich in einem Briefkasten ein 
Lädt uns ein 
Kommt herein

Ein Weihwasserkessel benebelt die Sinne
Verbotsschilder beginnen sich zu sehnen

SUV’s öffnen sich
Und lassen sich zähmen

Das Sonnensystem tanzt sich frei

Still Love is there
Still Love is there
Still Love is there
Still Love is there
Still Love is there
Still Love is there
Still Love is there

Still Love is there

Still Love Is There

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Liberty

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