Related tracks: Ice Cold - Paploviante / open collab

re.funked featuring Doc Fritz on drums // listen to this absolutely danceable lofi retro funk track with a cool real drumming & a real sloppy sax // en.joy ... photo: Neptunbrunnen Berlin by Martín Suárez / unsplash // with big thanks to the drummer !!! Video: https://youtu.be/Iuqc9obwH8M - Video by https://soundcloud.com/docfritz

re.funked // feat Doc Fritz on drums

Hi, I had to work a bit with the sound - here is the updated version:

Lyrics
We all look the same

Our planet contains a lot of folks
and our lives are very diverse
and we may live in different parts of our world
we may live in the south or in the north
and also in the east or in the west
our traditions and habits may differ a lot
But if we study our hearts - we all look the same,
and if we study our hearts - we all look the same.

It is obvious that our opinions may be
very different depending on where we live
and there are so many confessions of faith 
and intolerance is very widespread
and it is very strange that it is so
because the meaning of life is the same for us all
And if we study our hearts - we all look the same,
and if we study our hearts - we all look the same.

We all look the same (version 2)

Merci à Lukowig pour avoir su mettre en musique ce poème !

Thanks to Lukowig for putting this poem to music!

Lyrics, mixing: Myckaël Marcovic https://soundcloud.com/myckael-marcovic/tracks
Music, vocal, mixing and mastering: Lukowig https://soundcloud.com/user-407534243/tracks
Illustration: Lukowig and Myckaël Marcovic
(English translation above)
 
Je suis le vieux forçat de cette forteresse
Aux invisibles murs, mais remplis de murmures
Tournant en procession au fond de cette pièce
Où mon âme n’a plus que des lambeaux d’armures.
 
Et tel un condamné, j’entends leur psalmodie
Gémir à demi-mots leur sourde messe-basse
Tombant à gros flocons dans l’hiver infini,
Ressusciter sans cesse un passé qui se glace.
 
Aux âmes condamnées, l’enfer est ici-bas.
Les regrets éternels sont, plus que tout, vivants
Quand ils rongent l’espoir dont l’unique combat
Est de cautériser les jambes du présent.
 
Mais quand revient le soir, loin des bruits de la ville,
Que la folle vitrine amusant le passant
Remet le fond de tain d’un miroir indocile,
J’y revois, impuissant, le passé lancinant.
 
Puis dans ce grand mouchoir qui se prend pour mon lit,
J’allonge ma défaite, inutile d’aisance,
Comme si en dormant, les conseils de la nuit
Allaient soudain venir dans ce port de plaisance.
 
Aux âmes condamnées, l’enfer est ici-bas.
Les regrets éternels sont, plus que tout, vivants
Quand ils rongent l’espoir dont l’unique combat
Est de cautériser les jambes du présent.
 
L’amour a tout l’esprit et tout le corps divin.
Et si j’en perds le nord, c’est que par tous mes sens
Il m’y anéantit, pour un oui, pour un lien
Qui n’aura d’heureux que le poids de l’inconscience.
 
Aux âmes condamnées, l’enfer est ici-bas.
Les regrets éternels sont, plus que tout, vivants
Quand ils rongent l’espoir dont l’unique combat
Est de cautériser les jambes du présent.

24 mai 2017

Aproximate translation :

I am the old convict of this fortress
With invisible walls, but full of murmurs
Turning in procession at the bottom of this room
Where all my soul has left are tatters of armor.

And like a condemned man, I hear their psalmody
Moaning half-words their deaf low mass
Falling to large flakes in the infinite winter,
Constantly resurrecting a frozen past.

To the doomed souls, hell is down here.
Eternal regrets are, more than anything, alive
When they eat away hope whose only fight
Is to cauterize the legs of the present.

But when we come back in the evening, far from the sounds of the city,
Let the crazy window amuse the passerby
Put back the bottom of one of those indocile mirrors,
I can’t help but remember the haunting past.

Then in this big handkerchief that thinks it’s my bed,
I lengthen my defeat, useless of ease,
As if in sleep, the tips of the night
Suddenly would come to this marina.

To the doomed souls, hell is down here.
Eternal regrets are, more than anything, alive
When they eat away hope whose only fight
Is to cauterize the legs of the present.

Love has all the spirit and all the divine body.
And if I lose the north, it’s because of all my senses
He destroys me, for a yes, for a link
Who will be happy only by the weight of unconsciousness.

To the doomed souls, hell is down here.
Eternal regrets are, more than anything, alive
When they eat away hope whose only fight
Is to cauterize the legs of the present.

May 24, 2017

Le forçat du passé (Lukowig / Myckaël Marcovic)

Some heavy original funk rock here again.  Joined by three great players - the super funky Stringburner on bass, rock guitarist exceptionale Daniele Turani on guitar, and young keyboard whiz Snuppuluppen on keys.  Exciting to get these guys together again.  The tune started out when I was playing with electric guitar patches on my keyboard, which have gotten so realistic now.  Worked through some power chords and got the players.  Mirko again sets up the deep groove, Will takes the great keyboard solo, followed by Daniele's electric guitar.  Cool music for uncool times.  Things are a mess here.
  
And check out more and follow these fine musicians: 
https://soundcloud.com/stringburner
https://soundcloud.com/snuppeluppen
https://soundcloud.com/danieleturani

Thanks as always for your generous time listening, for your comments and for your shares.

Power Play - Mirko Borach / Will Paasche / Daniele Turani / Jamie Rhind

Ice Cold / Paploviante 2020 open collab
Music: Paploviante
BPM 140
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Ice Cold - Paploviante / open collab

FIRST OF ALL, I WILL SAY THANK YOU VERY MUCH TO ALL WONDERFUL PEOPLE THAT LISTEN TO MY SONGS - LOVE YOU ALL!!

Dear friends, I worry more and more about the state of the earth! More and more wars flare up, the climate is worrying with natural disasters as a result! Strong malevolent rulers emerge and succeed in egging the population of the respective countries. History has shown how it goes - I think of such men as Hitler and others! The war causes huge emissions of greenhouse gases! Instead, use the soldiers to plant trees and fight the terrible forest fires!

The Baltic Sea is living dangerously right now! Scores of ships in deplorable condition transport oil across the sea. The risks are great for extensive oil disasters! I have made some songs for the Baltic sea just to make people understand the problems.

I have recently published some of my songs on YouTube - search for Bengt Roth.
https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=bengt+roth
I write almost all of my songs, and I sing my songs and play the guitar and the harp - no more. My recording equipment is quite modest with a Furch guitar, Alhambra guitar, Röde microphone, Focusrite and Garageband. My studio is our guest room in our house.
I was young during the 1960s when Dylan became famous. I was a member of a folk song group during that time. I love Dylan´s music!! I was also a big fan of The Doors, Jefferson Airplane, Mamas and the Papas and several more singers. I like folk music and the old protest songs. I love the music of Eva Cassidy. I was also a big fan of Björn Afzelius, and I love the music of Tom Petty. I am very inspired of the music of John Denver.
Bengt and certainly several 100 million people are intensively protesting against all evil around the world!
I love to sometimes write songs that are a bit weird and self-ironic!
You know that I am a novice in the "recording business", and sometimes I have to revise the songs.
My whole grown up life was occupied by my profession as a doctor in intensive care and anesthesiology. I was head of the department of Intensive and perioperative Care in Lund, Sweden the last years. After that I have got the possibility to be dedicated to music. 
My songs are a matter of extreme happiness and extreme sadness. I write all the music and lyrics except "As tears go by", "House of the Rising Sun", and songs by Evert Taube.
I love to leave some message with my songs!
I have no previous experience of writing fiction. I have, however, some experience in writing non-fiction. I wrote my thesis, and some chapters in a textbook in anesthesiology. I was also member of a group who introduced an education program in pediatric cardio pulmonary resuscitation for laymen in Sweden.
I have created a repost page "Bengt Erik Roth Repost Page".

https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=Bengt+Roth

We all look the same (version 2)

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