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Sabroso « Tchatch-A » - SailThewaVz feat. AVERA

Paul was singing it (first time) on a funeral, Beate Wehrsdorf at the organ and  me playing clarinet.
Painting made by Paul

Ave Maria live, featuring my son Paul and Beate Wehrsdorf (organ)

Lyrics:

A quiet gardener, laying lonely on his bed,
Something is calling, something is calling, faintly in his head
A dream of roses, draws him out to search the sky
Something is calling, something is blooming there,
Beyond the vision of his eye.

Can it be something beautiful’s reaching out to me?
Can it be, there’s a garden that welcomes every leaf?
Can it be, there are flowers that love my calloused hand?
Can it be, that they’re blossoming in a flawless land?

A quiet sailor, laying lonely on his bed,
Something is calling, something is calling, faintly in his head
A dream of dolphins, draws him out to search the sea
Something is calling, something is sailing there,
Beyond what he can see.

Can it be something beautiful’s reaching out to me?
Can it be, there’s an ocean that welcomes every stream?
Can it be, there's a ship that wants guidance from my hand?
Can it be, that it’s voyaging far from sea or land?

Something is calling everyone, there always seem to be,
Greetings that are reaching for us all.         
Something is hoping that everyone will listen carefully
For the spirit call.

Can it be something beautiful’s reaching out to me?
Can it be, there’s an ocean that welcomes every stream?
Can it be, something’s hoping to hold my calloused hand?
Can it be, something’s calling me from a flawless land?

Something Is Calling

This is the next instalment in the tale of Mike Fox and amazing lyricist Tony Harris , the nicest guy on the planet ! I may have overdone the harmonies , oops , see what you think . On the 25th is a mega production with lyrics by wonderful Andrea Brennan , vocals guitar and basic format by myself , but everything else by Axel Menningen , including production ! Then on the 1st of November is the 2nd outing for Dave Cooper and myself , closely followed by a song actually by myself for a change ! Loads waiting in the wings ! Thank you .

Route 66

I Dont Wont Santaclaus In My Hause

Recorded, Performed and Mixed by @the-dj-real
DimiBeats remixed by DJ Real

*** Check out the subtle interlaced DJ and Vocal work at 1m20s -1m30s. ***


[Verse 1]
Who's up close, who supposed
Who's the one that's gotta go
I don't know but he likes to flow 1 2 3
etal. bro start the show


Ingredients in your secret sauces like your raps
No Budda with two Jesus's can fathom the fact
They tried to comprehend through your friend
From Skate-haven farm to boulangeries at the worlds end

They even tried collaborating with a thousand gangster kings
It yielded nothing of the secret sauces ingredients

They don’t want money, money down no, 
they weren't new to newness
Like Joechim from SoundCloud
Where the funk did he go?
Back to Bermuda
couldn't hold his mental physique no worse but no gooder

Prices rock bottom, nutrition  sky high
The sauces so succulent even Dope Steve can't deny.

[chorus]
Mathematically the etalafficient coincides with the guy with the DJ Real across his eyes.
Braced by 10 foot wide wings of kindness you know with copies of beats for designers

[Verse 2]
Openly hoping someone else does the next bit 
Demonstrate the demo of pronunciation lets go.

The oscillating moving average doesn’t matter 
A DMC 3 body problem put s pizza on the platter.
Maybe you can't lie in a library reading like 
Shinsuke Nakamura spit mist in ya eyes so you cant see… aahh funk

Or maybe you  got dragged out by your tongue because your emcee skills came out al wrong like your mom

Freshness isn't something that you're born with, 
it belongs inside like etals succulent sauces
The similes are succinct for dope Steve, who's plucks of bass, flow like hot day soft ice cream
[chorus x2]

Etalafficient (Music DimiBeats)

So Us (By OneSixTwo)
When you see other people who love the same way as you did with your X 
that rare special kind of connection that you don't see very often,
but instead of it making you feel sad you feel more lucky
than anything cuz you were able to experience that feeling that others don't.

So Us

LA VOKO, AŬSKULTI 's first album is out now: https://tutmonda.bandcamp.com/album/la-voko
João Svayam - classic guitars, bass, adufe (portuguese square frame drum), vocals, mix and master.
Artwork by Nuno Mangas Viegas

AŬSKULTI is a collaborative project curated by Johano Nadabindu (aka João Svayam ) from the TUTMONDA sound label. Its main focus is to unite musicians from all over, showcasing their talent, language, and creativity on tracks that are primarily improvised.
THERE IS NO SUCH THING is the first track created with this idea of real time composition and the fusion of traditional sounds with an experimental approach.
PROCESS: João record a first classic guitar track on the spot, first take, totally improvised. Then added new guitar layers, with improvised solos. Next a bass. Then some effects on those tracks, and some experimenting with words "There's no such thing as too much thoughts". The two sections of the song were born with the first guitar track, so there was no later rearranging. After some months, when another 7 tracks where recorded, João sent the album to Nuno Mangas Viegas (TUTMONDA's art work and conceptualization artist), and while reflecting with him about this album a lot unsatisfactory impressions came by regarding the concept, the result and the sound. So João gave it a rest, recorded some new stuff and THERE'S NO SUCH THING got some drums and new mix. Here's the final result. The first track of LA VOKO!

AŬSKULTI - THERE’S NO SUCH THING

As The Story Goes 150 BPM

Who am I to you 
A friend or a feind 
A beggar on the loose 
A fella proud n mean 

What am I to say 
The answer is clear 
Eveybody weighs you down 
If you can't keep it in 

Who am I to choose 
The dreamy fantasy 
The sunset on the loose 
Is all you'll ever see 

Tight around the waist 
Motorcycle race
Waiting for the sun 
There's a moon on the run 

All who wish speak 
Will have their voices heard 
This land of strong n weak 
Will treat for every bird 

Eradicating fear 
Is all we need in cheer 
In spirit of the loved ones 
A life where death draws near 



Moonrun (live)

I dreamed you were lost in the woods
You frolic through the trees
You are a knight of old
Who no one could say wasn't brave or bold

The darkness steps out of your way
And flees from your sight

I won't let you fall
Nothing can hold you down
Your heart is a metropolis
Housing all the ones you love

Confetti and fireworks filled the sky
The day that you arrived

You leave the green behind
In the end
You find a parade

There's nothing on this Earth that’s for me
If it weren't for you

We're not going home

Something Is Calling

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