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Tradacoustic series no. 359

Music, mostly recent, a few days, a few months...

created: 2025/03/01

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Related tracks: Thought I Was Dreaming

Your Mix 3

Lammbone

Your Mix 6

Your Mix 1

Lyrics: 

Do you remember what you told me
That night when you were lonely
You said you had a voice in your head
And the light was going out slowly
You'd never been afraid of the dark
But had a pain in your heart and it was coming apart
I didn't know what to say, I was lost myself
Like any other day

We used to spend our afternoons
Smoking cigarettes in the other room
We'd listen to that new song on repeat
Until the lights came on
Didn't know that it was that bad
I never knew about your step-dad
When I think about what might have been
What I could have, should have done with the chance again

Doesn't seem so long
When the years are gone
Now we've all moved on
But the memories are strong
Never thought I'd see
The day that you were gone

Late nights in downtown, with the windows down
And the Denver sounds
We had a good time, with the girls looking pretty
In the lights in the city
You said you wanted to drive, we're the first to get going
But the last to arrive
We never got tired
Those nights were wired

Later on we realized what we were doing then
Was a little misguided
When I knew you couldn't hide it
You weren't going to fight it
I remember that I saw you in the middle of the night
And you weren't alright
And that's the last time
Your flame ignited

Doesn't seem so long
When the years are gone
Now we've all moved on
But the memories are strong
Never thought I'd see
The day that you were gone

Like Any Other Day

Lyrics and composition, guitar and vocals by Joliz

July 2024

Paradox of Hope

Even a desert is cold at night.
Even a cyclone is calm inside.
Even two parallels meet one time.
More than a million points form a line.

So keep your hope in the darkest of times.
Be aware that the sun always shines,
even if he's on the other side,
even if he often tends to hide.

Even Schroedinger's cat's still alive,
if you don't look too closely inside.
Even a monkey can write "Faust II",
if he gives it an infinite try.

So keep your hope in the darkest of times.
Be aware that the sun always shines,
even if he's on the other side,
even if he often tends to hide.

Paradox of Hope

16 листопада, у свій день народження співачка Ana Danch презентує нову пісню «Осіння ніч».
Пісня про справжні почуття зародженні восени, пісня-надія на те, що це кохання житиме вічно.

On November 16, on her birthday, singer Ana Danch releases a new song "Осіння Ніч".
A song about true emotions that bloom in autumn, a song about the hope that this love will last forever.

Lyrics:
Осіння ніч в коханні 
Вже майже сніг, та нам не холодно 
Перші ми тут і останні 
Темно довкола, а нам всеодно 

Так тепло в твоїх обіймах
Я в тобі тону, як в морі ріка
В полоні я слів твоїх ніжних
До тебе лиш лине моя душа

А-а-а-а-а-а
Біжу за тобою я знов і знов
А-а-а-а-а-а
Мрію щоб вічно жила ця любов 

А-а-а-а-а-а
Я Всі почуття віддаю і ти знай
А-а-а-а-а-а
З тобою для мене тут справжній рай

Скільки днів минуло ти памʼятаєш?
Відтоді як сказав, що мене кохаєш 
Відтоді як ми вперше Новий Рік зустріли 
І від всіх втекти удвох зуміли

Хочу щоб здійснились усі бажання
І лиш від щастя були наші коливання 
Відчувати - моя рука в твоїй долоні 
Кожен ранок радіти своїй долі 

А-а-а-а-а-а
Біжу за тобою я знов і знов
А-а-а-а-а-а
Мрію щоб вічно жила ця любов 

А-а-а-а-а-а
Я Всі почуття віддаю і ти знай
А-а-а-а-а-а
З тобою для мене тут справжній рай

Осіння ніч

somber december

DEEP IMPACT - Soundtrack 

CREATED ARRANGED PRODUCED BY ALEX MUSIC ART
ALEX MAGIC ART PRODUCTIONS
"ALEX" S.H. 2025 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

DEEP IMPACT

Human Cyborg

Thanks for dropping by as always :)
Link to another one of those barely moving pictures and sounds things here if you want it - https://youtu.be/OQZhlPPNGAs

Lyrics
Decisions we never made 
will make us in the end
plans built on empty grounds 
an alibi sworn to pretend
just to get to something real 
we make same different mistakes
thinking you’ve life to waste
can’t escape a mirror 2-faced

Broken bridges
A lost moment found in time
Broken bridges
Dig away your hollow smile
Broken bridges
Sticks to it’s bitter end
Broken bridges
Never there just to mend

Build all our foundations 
two arguments at a time
burnt down broken promises
to feed a wipe clean mind
misunderstood ourself for treason
but never defined a crime
if I could I’d have a reason
not a lesson learnt up a line
but life’s lessons never taught on time

Broken bridges
A lost moment found in time
Broken bridges
Dig away your hollow smile
Broken bridges
Sticks to it’s bitter end
Broken bridges
Never there just to mend
Broken bridges

Just cos there’s no answer
don’t mean there’s no wrong
we gotta believe in something
and keep trying to belong
but are we singing the same old song

Broken bridges
A lost moment found in time
Broken bridges
Dig away your hollow smile
Broken bridges
Sticks to it’s bitter end
Broken bridges
Never there just to mend
We’ve broken bridges
We’re broken bridges
All broken bridges
We’ve all broken bridges
We’re all broken bridges
Just broken bridges
Forever there to amend 
Forever there to pretend


Broken Bridges

Cast of Characters:
E Ruizzo-- https://soundcloud.com/ruizzoidman21centurions --Manuel-- composition, lyrics, Squier Stratocaster electric guitar, vocals, mix, and production
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- piano, accordion, and horn
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– Jose Ramirez nylon stringed flamenco style guitar, and mastering
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums, percussion
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – four string Fender Precision Bass bass

This song began all the way back when Manuel was 16 and found love that summer with a girl named Carmen. He remembered her, though, and wrote this song about her all these years later. The title of the song means "Your name has the song," and the lyrics spell out the girl's charms using the letters of her name. Check out the lyrics and the translation below. 
  Using that inspiration, Manuel came up with the song structure and the vocal melodies to a rudimentary drum track with his electric guitar. He then asked Josh if the group would be interested in taking it on. Josh, never being one to refuse a challenging piece of music, and always on the lookout for interesting musicians with whom to collaborate, accepted his kind offer and created a project for the rest of the Eclectic Collecitve to join. He started the whole thing off by adding his bass, to which Ken added his innovative drums, to which Josh redid his bass, as is the typical process in the EC.
  Next up was JJ, who you'd think he'd grown up with Spanish music the way he added the horns, accordion, and piano. Then Stephen stepped in and added his psychedelic and intricate acoustic guitar to the stew. 
  It was all done, except for the mix at this point. Manuel did the honors, and did it very expertly. Stephen mastered it to give it more volume and dynamism, too, as he always does. 
  This was the first, but we hope not the last, time the EC has collaborated with Manuel, although we're all fans of the incredible music on his page. He was a true delight to work with, giving honest, encouraging feedback and helping us shape his song to meet his vision. We hope you enjoy listening to this song as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Original lyrics by E Ruizzo:

TU NOMBRE TIENE LA CANCIÓN  /  YOUR NAME HAS THE SONG

Qué es una lágrima en el desierto?  /  What is a tear in the desert?
Cae sin ruido, se evapora y se olvida.  /  It falls without noise, evaporates and is forgotten.
No tiene tiempo de brillar, su vida  /  It has no time to shine, its life
es corta y su camino tan incierto…  /  is short and its path so uncertain...

Ce del calor del desierto y su sol,  /  ‘C’ for the heat of the desert and its sun,
a del adiós por el que lloré tanto;  /  ‘a’ for the farewell for which I cried so much;
erre del río que forma mi llanto;  /  ‘r’ for the river formed by my crying;
eme de miedo, de magia y de amor.  /  ‘m’ for fear, for magic and for love.

E de esperanza, de espacio rosado,  /  ‘E’ for hope, for pink space,
de espina clavada, de suelta emoción;  /  for stuck thorn, for loose emotion;
ene de noche de un tiempo pasado.  /  ‘n’ for night of a past time.

Carmen, tu nombre tiene la canción  /  Carmen, your name has the song
de todo aquello que has significado:  /  of all that you have meant:
Carmen de luz, de sonrisa y de adiós.  /  Carmen of light, of smile and of goodbye.

Tu Nombre Tiene La Canción (with The Eclectic Collective)

A remix I've been sitting on for a while. Such a powerful song from an underrated project by an under appreciated band, love to see more people warming up to them.

Starting Over (KAiJUBRiDE REMiX)

This here is a little ditty I wrote last year. I thought it sounded a bit cowpunk so I gave it the unimaginative name Cowpunk 24. I played around with sounds and ended up playing my acoustic electric through my Vox amp with maximum flanger. Yeeharrrr!

Cowpunk 24 (original)

Not all Pop is created equal 🖤

Watch the video here: 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r2t-PRtDIHY

Pop 2.0

Download

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Gary Reeves: Lead Vocal
Terry Reeves: Spoken Vocal
Hans-Michael Albers: All instruments, Arrangement & Production

Video: youtu.be/4t-H-HHpQ20?si=_reTvkVVmF73vkRi

I was walking down Mare Street, Hackney
Climbing boots and back pack on
Looking for a song of mountains
I had climbed them many times before
Challenge may help to find another door

I’ve climbed arduous N.H.S mountains
Planted flags a'top of wedlock peaks
Hung upside down on magical fountains
With my muscles springing major leaks
My heart is growing smaller by the week

Stood and pointed at hours of darkness
Winds of silence a challenge of their own
Worn out boots a testament to distance
But the misery of counting my toes alone
Sixty three feet behind me as it goes

I have loved being a man of mountains
I hope many will profit from my deeds
I will try to climb just one more mountain
Slide down the other side to save my feet
At the bottom I'll need brand new cleats

This was written over 10 years ago as a George Formby style (Google the name if you’ve never heard of him) ukulele song - a mildly amusing message to Gal to let him know that I was fully aware of the mental health difficulties he was having and that I would always be there if he needed me.

Over the years, we spoke often about the song but nothing much came of it until Gal suggested slowing the tempo and giving it a kind of shuffle beat. As it was about him, I thought he should definitely sing the lead vocal, which I think works rather well. (*Vocalist’s note: It would help if I could still sing…)

You’ll find many personal references to Gal’s life in the lyrics. At the time it was written, he was 63, literally a fatal age for men in the extended Reeves family and he wasn’t having the best of times himself, still wrestling with the grief of a marriage break-up alongside the loss of his big brother and closest friend less than a year before. But even with all of this going on (and not always out of choice) he found there were plenty more mountains to climb.

The transition of the tune from Formby to Albers is a story in itself but suffice it to say that Hans somehow managed to transform it into this rather poignant opus.  He has also made a beautiful film to accompany the piece (see link above). All in all, it testifies perfectly to the reason why Gal’s cleats are somewhat care-worn...and he still has many mountains yet to climb.. (Terry Reeves)

MOUNTAIN MAN - CRIPPLE CLUB

I watched some years ago a TED presentation, and I was impressed by an interesting idea about sheep and sheperds. I do not recall the topic of the presentation nor the identity of the presenter. Here I wrote down the basic idea in my words and made some extrapolation regarding our human condition.

Javier Valero track I used with permission is found in https://soundcloud.com/jvaleroalb/rpr07_64/comment-2292988850

*** MORNING PRAYER *** 

How clever of sheep to acquire shepherds!
Doing so, they outsource their protection from predators
their food finding, their health maintenance.
All that for just a small loss of freedom.
They can even afford to be more stupid
than their relatives trying to survive in the wild.
And that is why, at each new dawn, 
I prostrate myself and praise the Lord, 
the Gracious, the Merciful, saving us from extinction.    
Thanks to Him, I can afford to be a mindless idiot.

Sheeheep.wav by HerbertBoland -- https://freesound.org/s/75190/ -- License: Attribution 4.0

Sheep in a field on the top of a mountain in Bask Country by felix.blume -- https://freesound.org/s/138424/ -- License: Creative Commons 0

Morning Prayer (Based on Javier Valero Piano Piece)

Composition, lyrics, piano, guitar, vocals by Joliz

February 2025

Same Pace

I started cool
You lit a fire.
When I burned
You turned to ice.

I started low
You pushed me higher.
When I lost grip
You crawled away.

I started slowly
You came to chase me.
When I gave up
You pulled the brake.

Our feelings grew
You hid behind wire
And I got hurt
Crossing the fence.

My loved one don’t
Think of the future.
You will see
It’ll never be.

All our lifes
Are made of moments.
They’re here and now
Each day anew.

All our plans
For the future
Are made of dreams
No dreams come true.

Then it turned the tide
And I lost interest.
I wanted life
Not chase and flight.

And I broke up
I broke off contact.
Then you woke up
And faced the fact.

You said "It makes no sense
To commit suicide
Out of fear
You might one day die.

Give me your hand
And let’s start living
Here and now
Each day anew."

Now we walk these streets
Each day together
Neither fast nor slow
But at the same pace.

My loved one don’t
Think of the future.
You will see
It’ll never be.

Same Pace

"Smoke & Honey"

Ever since I saw an incredible Canadian band (Recipe From a Small Planet) do a live Reggae jam and seamlessly slide into a cover of 'Watching The Detectives', I wanted to try something similar. In this case, I did the opposite, starting with the cover, and adding a kinda reggae/dub section at the end, which starts at 3:15. 

For the dub portion, I enlisted the help of one of the best talents I know - @Llanpsych (Tez) - to add his magic and 'dubbify' the whole instrumental section at the end. I'm singing and playing all the instruments here using my keyboard, and some echo effects, and Tez did the rest to produce that authentic dub atmosphere into the mix. I recommend listening to that part at least with headphones, and hope you enjoy the result! Thanks so much Tez, I couldn't have done this without your mad skillz!

Sharp ears may notice the following 2 details: 

  -  In the last few seconds, I threw in the theme from 'The Godfather', played on melodica (see credit below). 

  -  at 0:39, you can faintly hear my dog barking in the background. I decided to keep it in, since she barked at the line, "red dogs under illegal legs", which I thought was funny timing!  :)

INSTRUMENTS:
bass, drums, rhythm & lead guitar, organ, piano, electric piano, melodica, steel pan drums, ukulele, synth horns, voice

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-song art designed using Chat GPT and Photoshop
-original song written by Elvis Costello
-theme from The Godfather, 'Speak Softy, Love' - written by Nino Rota

Watching the Dubtectives (cover + dub mix with Llanpsych)

Simulation

A song about the ultimate bond, one of unconditional love and complete surrender.

Video by Elpiverse: www.instagram.com/p/DKe2HPgoxd5/

Vocals (Composition, Arrangement & Performance): @elpiverse
Keyboards (Composition, Arrangement & Performance):  Counterworlds Voltage
Mix, Mastering, Production: @elpiverse
Lyrics:  @elpiverse
Cover Art: @elpiverse

Lyrics

Floating
Drifting
Soft 
And warm

Floating
Drifting
Soft 
And warm

Breathe

Dreaming of the light 
Sleeping by your side

Breathe

Breathe

Umbilical Love

Brand NEW track "Thought I Was Dreaming", taken from the "Ultraviolet Cosmos" upcoming full length STA album (2025). Enjoy y'all #share, #like, #follow and comment of course. :D

Youtube: https://youtu.be/5TOaRZxQbGs?si=tAH31Rz_1uPP6dEn

lyrics:
I've been dreaming for so long
and never woke up back to reality
i never thought it could take so long
to learn such a solid morality

Thought i was screaming, nightmares dreaming
and it's time not to hide away
It's time for breathing, 
forget about those golden years so fly away

And then i opened my eyes and realize
that neon lights blinded my side
and it's time to get up my feet again
and regain what's mine and never let it again.

(p) & (c) STA, 2025.

Thought I Was Dreaming

E C O R C E

pajdo mjesec i ja(demo)

Eixos de azeite

Oğuz Babür -Sınırın Güneyi 26022025

Thank you for listening!

Vocals: Clara Sorace
Photography: Unknown
soundcloud.com/emilio-gs/sets/cinematic-music-by-emilio-gs

No man´s land

Voici une version solo du morceau 'Rosewood'
Aussi disponible sur Bandcamp : https://matzizrecords.bandcamp.com/album/rosewood

Vous trouverez également une version alternative en collaboration avec l'excellent Jörg S ( joerxworx ) au sax que nous sommes très heureux de vous présenter.

Lien vers son profil : https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx
Lien vers la version en collab : https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx/rosewood-2

Impatient d'avoir vos retour ❤

Rosewood - Solo version - (Collaborative alternative version with Jörg S on Sax in description)

LYRIC VIDEO :https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tKSOBiLlcYI
This is a Song I wrote a bit ago & finally recorded~~
& it's the First Song off my New Project !
To All Things Love, Light, Energy, Universal Forces & Special Beings ~
Hope Everyone Enjoys It  ~ It was Really Fun to Play !!!
© 2025 Donna Dior

LIKE THE SUN


HIBERNATING LOVE
AMOUR ENDORMI
THIRTY EIGHT YEARS OF
PRECIOUS MEMORIES     

UNFORGOTTEN LOVE
QUI COMME PAR MAGIE
A REFAIT PEAU NEUVE
AUJOURD’HUI                 

LOVELY RITA SPATOLA
FROM TORINO TO PARIS
ALORS QUE AUX USA
S’EN EST RETOURNÉ BARRY
                                                                    
BUT WAIT, THAT’S NOT THE WHOLE STORY

HIBERNATING LOVE
REVENU À LA VIE
ON THE WINGS OF A DOVE
L’HIVER EST FINI

WINTER IS OVER 
ECCO LA PRIMAVERA
BONGIORNO GIOVANNA, ANNA MONICA VANDA
I TUTTI QUANTI

BELLA RITA SPATOLA
ROMANTICA LADY
L’AMOUR QUITE A TOMBOLA
D’AMÉRIQUE EN ITALIE

EVERLASTING LOVE
REVENU À LA VIE
FOR MANY YEARS OF
ETERNITY         

HIBERNATING LOVE
UNFORGOTTEN LOVE
EVERLASTING LOVE
OUI OUI OUI

I SEE PASQUALINO 
SMILING FROM ABOVE
SI SI SI 

ÔM


RITA SPATOLA (Lyrics) Song for Rita

Orbital

Vocals: Winkandwoo
https://soundcloud.com/winkandwoo/the-great-awakening-vocal-stem-124-bpm
Mix and Production: Lou Osiavo

Great Awakening

Hey…. Thanks for dropping by. April 21st, fresh snow on the ground that hopefully will melt off by the end of the day. Yesterday, I was out transplanting some small Lupine and Columbine plants from out of the lawn. They grew there from seed that spilt from nearby flowerbeds. I put them into a rock garden I recently refurbished. I pulled all the rocks out, dug down to get all the invasive grass roots out, and rebuilt it with a few extra rocks. After that chore, I dug up several Spruce seedlings from the Spruce trees I planted here decades ago. Those little saplings grew up under a lilac bush, so I moved them out into open areas in the backyard. They probably won’t get to be 3 feet tall by the time I pass from this mortal coil, as I am old, but I plant them anyway b/c they’ll most likely still be here when I am gone. Ha. I have been transplanting a lot of volunteer flower plants into my neighbor’s yard, from my vegetable garden in preparation for Spring planting. They find their way into the garden, by wind, bird or however, and I just let them grow, but soon there’s more flowers than vegetables, so I find them new homes. Lastly, I replaced the wonky wheel and axle assembly on my old wheelbarrow, held together by hose clamps, during a snowy day last week, with a wheel from a wheelbarrow I recently got from a pile of free stuff (junk) out on the road, that a neighbor was tossing out. The barrow was cracked, but the wheel/axle were fine. Now I am ready to roll. That is how Spring is here in the mountains…. So several years back, there was quite a large pack of dogs that would freely run around our rural neighborhood. They lived here and loved being able to roam. When I first saw them on my way to the mailbox, they did not know me, and several dogs growled at me. (Rightly so.) Ha. It was a standoff moment for sure. So I just laughed at them. They were not anticipating that. So from then on, we’d have some fun whenever I saw them. Most of those dogs have died over the years. It was sad to see them go. So I included them in this song. I hope you like it. Mark

Going To The Dogs


I was struck by an article in the Guardian 10 years ago about a woman who used to hang out and work with the Rolling Stones in the 60s and the article was about adapting to old age while having nostalgia for such a potent time in her life. For this recording I had to change one word - 70 to 80. Musically it needed to be rhythmic but melancholic: something you got from major and minor seventh songs in the mid 70s as disco kicked in



YESTERDAY’S PEOPLE

Yesterday’s people used to party, party, party
Yesterday’s people were so cool so cool so cool

There was a girl her skin so fresh and fine
There was a guy as smooth as a dark red wine
They were out there in a happening era
Face to face so close and nearer
Photogenic and oh so bold
But that generation has all grown old

In 69 it was crazy zany time
In London town all that music going down
Young people travelling - free love happening
Beautiful people philosophizing
Mary Jane twilight in the Mediterranean
That generation they’ve all grown old

If you’re talking to an 80 year old guy
Remember he - was Mr cool way back in time
Try to imagine the face much younger
The yearning soul hormonal hunger
Suite Judy blue eyes young people dancing
That generation they’ve all grown old


Yesterdays People

Dans notre bar    (Translated under the French text )

Texte :        Josette LéonardCocquempot
Chant :        Karine
Musique  :  Alain Illos

Dans notre bar , je t'attendais
Yeux charbonneux , bouche cerise , 
les jambes gainées de soie grise , 
je t'attendais . 

Dans notre bar je t'attendais
Indifférente à ce garçon 
et à son regard polisson , 
je te guettais .

Anxieuse et un peu fébrile
Je pensais à ces turbulences
À ces nuages imbéciles
Qui menaçaient notre romance

Mai découvrait    ses blancs lilas
L’air embaumait le muguet tendre
Le garçon était toujours là
Et toi tu te faisais attendre .

Le temps passait imperturbable
Et l’angoisse en moi s’installait
Le verdict était implacable
Ton amour s’en était allé .

Dans notre bar je t'attendais 
Yeux charbonneux , bouche cerise , 
les jambes gainées de soie grise , 
je t'attendais .  

 Je n’allais pas te supplier
Il me fallait baisser les armes
A travers un rideau de larmes 
Le garçon me souriait

In our Bar

In our bar , 
I was waiting for you
Smoky eyes , cherry mouth , 
legs sheathed in grey silk , 
I was waiting for you . 

In our bar, I was waiting for you
Indifferent to this boy 
and his polite look, 
I was watching for you.

Anxious and a little feverish
I thought of the turbulence
To those foolish clouds
That threatened our romance

May uncovered its white lilacs
The air was fragrant with tender lily of the valley
The boy was always there
And you kept waiting .

Time passed unperturbed
And anguish settled inside me
The verdict was implacable
Your love was gone.

In our bar I waited for you 
Smoky eyes, cherry mouth, 
legs sheathed in gray silk, 
I waited for you.  

 I wasn't going to beg you
I had to lower my weapons
Through a curtain of tears 
 The boy smiled at me

Dans notre bar avec Karine

DIO MIO
TOTAL CATASTROPHE THAT’S ME
JESUS HAVE MERCY ON ME  
MISLOVING LOVING TOO MUCH
MISLOVING OR NOT ENOUGH
MISLOVING CAUGHT IN MY OWN
VICIOUS CIRCLE

DIO MIO
I’M TALKING TO YOU GOD ALMIGHTY
BLIND LOVE IS ALL I CAN SEE
MISLOVING  IT’S ALL TOO MUCH 
MISLOVING  I’VE HAD ENOUGH    
MISLOVING BEING MY OWN
BALLS AND CHAINS
BALLS

MISLOVING  NEVER ENOUGH   
MISLOVING WE KEEP IN TOUCH 
MISLOVING BEING OUR OWN
DIO MIO