AB Playlist 128

March 07  2024

Alain GUERIN - ON S'AIME A DEUX

March-ing Along To These Tunes

GOOD ENTROPY FROM THE DEEP FOREST

Bulbs of Appreciation: Thanks for all your playlists and comments on The Shrike Pt. 1, Pt. 2!

FLOATING WITH HARMONIES AND LOVE

PLAY IT DOWN AS PLEASURE IS BACK

RETRO-TONE .......March mix 13-03-24

AB_REPOSTS Playlist 138 The Latest songs from some fantastic
Artist's/Bands and a few of my own.

Playlist 138

I AM A FOOL LOVING YOU
Donna Summer Cover: I feel love
Backing track: Feel the African  Love - Paploviante
https://soundcloud.com/paul-racle/feel-the-african-love
Vocals: Melissa, Gospel chorus
www.Ghosthack.de
Lillithe: adding Beat, Vocals and Arrangement Production

I AM A FOOL LOVING YOU  Lillithe/Paploviante

Original description disappeared !!

NADA  / NOTHING

He pensado en la muerte  /  I've thought about death
y en lo que habrá detrás.  /  and what will be behind.
Puede que no haya nada,  /  It may be nothing,
¿te has parado a pensar?  /  have you stopped to think?

Nada, nada... nada.  /  Nothing, nothing... nothing.

Nada, nada, nada ni siquiera aire,  /  Nothing, nothing, nothing not even air,
nada, nada, nada que pueda tocarse,  /  nothing, nothing, nothing you can touch.
Nada, nada, nada que tocar ni respirar.  /  Nothing, nothing, nothing to touch nor breathe.

Nada, nada, ni una idea ni un deseo,  /  Nothing, nothing, neither an idea nor a desire,
nada, nada, ningún miedo ni silencio,  /  nothing, nothing, no fear or silence,
nada, nada, nada nada se puede escuchar.  /  nothing, nothing, nothing nothing can be heard.
...
Nada, nada, no esperes encontrarte  /  Nothing, nothing, don't expect finding
nada, nada, no puedes imaginarte  /  nothing, nothing, you cannot imagine
nada, nada, nada, no te entra en la razón.  /  nothing, nothing, it doesn't fit your mind.

ER18PB06 - ©1995 E-RUIZZO – ®2014 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;)

Nada (He pensado en la muerte)

We all don't know. And we spend a lot of time thinking about it.
It's important to appreciate the life we have and make the most of it. It's important how we use our time to make sure we live the life we want.

I thank my fellow musicians, especially Marquis, who always takes a look at my quirky projects. This time he even wrote a foreword - I'm grateful for that, after we set the theme.
Furthermore I thank Fabi for his wonderful guitars and Malu for a cool singing session.

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"My wife and I had just finished creating our “Death Docs” when bitzone reached out and asked if I wanted to work on a new song with him. “Death Docs” are what my wife was calling all the paperwork related to our will and estate planning. When I asked Bitzone what he wanted my lyrics to be about he replied “perhaps about regulating one's own affairs for an uncertain future …” I though this was good timing since this was already on my mind. As I began writing lyrics, I started to ponder what some of my generation (and older) on our death bed would say to the younger generation that will have to live with our mistakes on this planet. Maybe there is still time to fix things. As they say, always leave the campground cleaner than you found it." - Marquis Zane aka Couch King, 2022 Dec.

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Vocals & Lyrics:
Marquis Zane @couch-king-presents
bitzone @bitzone

Vocals
Malu www.instagram.com/lunartickband/

Guitars
Fabi @theblacksuedeshoes

the other stuff
bitzone @bitzone

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What if there is nothing at the end of the road?

I leave to you my denied intuition
Kinda saw it coming all along
I leave to you my dark bleak vision
You’re right, guess we had it all wrong
I leave to you my dead optimism
To start it wasn’t really that strong
I leave to you my tired tried mission
And leave it up to you take it on

What if there is nothing at the end of the road?
It counts one by one, all of us!

To you, soon deceased
Despite failed attempts to say the least
To right this impending hell that’s soon to be unleashed
Famine from my feast
With lips and fingers fully greased and grasp that stubbornly refuses to release
I desist and I cease
I lovingly bequeath

What if there is nothing at the end of the road?
It counts one by one, all of us!

Guess I should have told you
A little bit sooner
Maybe thought what I could do
To make things smoother
Planned a little better for my
Inevitable departure
Thought about your future
Instead of just being a consumer
Instead of an over producer
Call me a user
Hope you can be just a little bit truer

End of the road

End of the road #Couch King|Fabi|Malu

I'm very glad to share this great piece, came through an intense step by step collaboration with Jowwwafi. It started by fitting one of my old poems to some chords he sent to me, then... well you'll get the best description by listening to it 5 or 6 times ;)
Feel free to check our previous collab https://soundcloud.com/jowwwafi/nowhere, and his whole cloud @Jowwwafi.

Letras / Lyrics

Escucho tu risa  /  I listen your laugh
y oigo tus pasos, espero.  /  and hear your steps, I wait.
Te miro, y al ver tu sonrisa,  /  I look at you, and seeing your smile,
no dudo, te quiero.  /  I don’t doubt, I love you.

La suave fragancia en tu cuerpo jovial,  /  The soft fragrance in your cheerful body,
llegó el amor, tu perfume me excita,  /  love came, your scent excites me,
tu cálido aroma, es primaveral,  /  your hot aroma, is from springtime,
y versos de amor sobre tí me recita.  /  and verses of love about you it recites me.

Tu risa sincera,  /  Your laugh is honest,
tu risa, hermosa,  /  your laugh, beautiful,
tus labios, preciosa,  /  your lips, precious,
hacen que te quiera;  /  they make me to love you;
si bien yo quisiera  /  Though I wanted
con ellos hacer otra cosa:  /  with them to do another thing:

¡Ay si yo pudiera  /  Ay if I could
besar, tan siquiera,  /  kiss, at least,
tan maravillosa,  /  so wonderful,
tu boca,  /  your mouth,
color de la rosa!  /  color of the rose!

©2014 JOWWWAFI & E-RUIZZO – ®2014 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;P

Tu boca, color de la rosa (with Jowwwafi)

Franck Douvin joue sur une flûte PRIMA SANKYO Sayama en argent massif avec une embouchure en argent massif et cheminée en Or 9K "Faulisi" PARIS

- Spitfire Audio - LABS - Vintage Keys : The Seventy Three (Fender Rhodes)
- Spitfire Audio - Ólafur Arnalds Chamber Evolutions - Chamber Waves
- Spitfire Audio - BBC Symphony Orchestra Pro - Bassoon
- Spitfire Audio - Spitfire Appassionata Strings - Violins Legato
- Spitfire Audio - Albion II - HornEuph
- Spitfire Audio - Contemporary Drama Toolkit - Electric Cello
- Spitfire Audio - Contemporary Drama Toolkit - Combi Textural
- Spitfire Audio - Albion - Solstice
- Spitfire Audio - Originals Rare Flutes
- Spitfire Audio - Spitfire Studio Strings - Celli(6) Legato Performance
- Spitfire Audio - British Drama Toolkit - Alto Sax
- Heavyocity - Foundations Emotive Choir
- Arturia - CS80

Old Textures - Variation Avec Franck Douvin

(Texte Français et Google traduction)

LE CRI DES ECRITS

A l’encre bleue indélébile,
Marqués au feu des mots fragiles,
Je vois les pleins et les déliés,
Me dire combien tu m’as aimé.

Et je retrace sur chaque phrase,
Les « je t’embrasse » dans nos extases,
Puis les formules particulières,
En majuscule pour mieux se plaire.
Mais les ratures, les gribouillis,
Mettent en bordure les mots d’oubli.

Toutes ces lettres, nos mots d’amour,
Les écrits restent car chaque jour,
Les pages entières à te relire,
Sortent l’enfer que je respire…
C’est le cri des écrits.

Si tant de prose, de phrases folles,
Toutes ces choses qui nous envolent,
Cette dernière de la rupture,
Me met à terre sous l’écriture.

Une mise à fin de l’éternel
Et du parfum d’une vie belle.
Alors je lis les larmes aux yeux,
Quand tu écris qu’entre nous deux,
C’est plus la peine de continuer,
Car tes « je t’aime » s’en sont allés.

Toutes ces lettres, nos mots d’amour,
Les écrits restent car chaque jour,
Les pages entières à te relire,
Me donnent l’enfer que je respire…
C’est le cri des écrits.

Toutes ces lettres, nos mots d’amour,
Les écrits restent car chaque jour,
Les pages entières à te relire,
Me donnent l’enfer que je respire…
C’est le cri des écrits.

THE CRY OF WRITINGS

In indelible blue ink,
Marked in the fire of fragile words,
I see ups and downs,
Tell me how much you loved me.

And I retrace on each sentence,
The "I kiss you" in our ecstasies,
Then the particular formulas,
Capitalized for convenience.
But the erasures, the scribbles,
Border the words of oblivion.

All these letters, our words of love,
The writings remain because every day,
Whole pages to read to you,
Come out the hell I breathe...
It is the cry of the writings.

If so much prose, crazy phrases,
All those things that fly away from us,
This last of the break,
Brings me to the ground under the writing.

An end to the eternal
And the scent of a beautiful life.
So I read with tears in my eyes,
When you write that between the two of us,
It's no longer worth continuing,
Because your "I love you" are gone.

All these letters, our words of love,
The writings remain because every day,
Whole pages to read to you,
Give me the hell I breathe...
It is the cry of the writings.

All these letters, our words of love,
The writings remain because every day,
Whole pages to read to you,
Give me the hell I breathe...
It is the cry of the writings.

Le cri des écrits

LE CRI DES ECRITS (Chanson Française)

My thanks to the multi talented Mike Gabriel aka UNGUIDED EXPRESS For sending me this amazing piano piece . Indeed it was truly a joy to play on !!  As I've said in the past, we don't always recover but reform and transform .  This is a celebration of transformation.   Maybe a new phase in life, or just accepting reality and being at peace about it.
we truly hope you enjoy this piece 
for more outstanding music visit Mike @https://soundcloud.com/user-928406991
Cheers G

Transform....  Unguided Express & Gina Wood

Walking on tundra
Written by TG August 2023
Inspired by my work in the Canadian Arctic, 1995-2000. 

Technical Details
Rhythm Guitar: Gibson ES 335
Lead Guitar: Fender Jazzmaster
Guitar Amplifier: Vox AC15….set as clean I can get it. 
Fender pedal board: Line 6 delay; Fender clean boost
Mics: a pair of Royer r10 ribbons for guitar 
Mic preamps: API 312
Mixer: API 24 channel summing mixer (8200/7800)
Stereo Bus processing (API EQ and API compressor)
Final mix down to a MARA MCI JH110 1/4inch 2-track at 15 ips using ATR Master Tape.

Walking on tundra

This is the lead track from the set of songs that I began with Wou-Wou & the Wormling during the start of the turmoil and chaos brought upon by the pandemic. This is also the first part of four tracks within the album directly based on Wou-Wou’s comic, The Shrike. It has been incredible working with Bitzone and Stricknice throughout the project as well. It is always cool when the everyone in the stag heard works well togehter and brings distinct yet complimentary ideas to the mix. Big thanks also to Weighty Tree for introducing his groovy style of neopsychedelica to the rut! 

May everyone be victorious at their turn during the rut.

Track Credits:
The Weighty Tree: Guitars
https://soundcloud.com/theweightytree
https://theweightytree.bandcamp.com
Stricknice: Intro Guitars, Samples and Sample Work, Keys
https://soundcloud.com/j-nice-6
Bitzone: Drums, Orchestration, Mix, and Master
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
www.bitzones.net
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Reverse Guitar, Bass, Mellotron, Synths, Original Demo Track, Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
wouwouandthewormling.bandcamp.com
www.youtube.com/channel/UCy0rEOgxbaIcWbZZuxAKVmA
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Ending Samples, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com

Lyrics

Intro
Several weeks after the events of The Great Scurry, all had returned back to normal in the autumnal forest. Nature has a way of quickly shaking off the traumas of the past and returning to its most basic of desires. You see, all of life yearns to mate and procreate, and while most that experience defeat from the stronger or rejection from those seeking the fitter, muster the determination to get back up again, some take their spurning to heart, as if they were more deserving than nature intended, where it festers and begins to grow a new grotesque life of its own.     

Verse
Word 
Yo
As antlers crashed with the desperation of lust 
And the scent of musk in the air
I couldn’t help but take notice there
Was a sweet smell of autumn 
Carried in the gust 
Of wind  
It is a beautiful time of the year
When the does come into estrus 
And there is only one thing on my mind
I must get some of that behind 
I find
Times like these to be harbingers 
That linger
I could count times like these on my fingers
If I didn’t have hooves 
And wasn’t crashing to the ground 
With the sound of defeated dreams 
Of games of hard to get
And multiple days of getting wet 
I let the overwhelming excitement of rut
Get the best of me 
And now am crest fallen to see
The Doe that I thought was mine
Walk away with the buck that brought me down to the twines
Uh

The Shrike Pt. 1

The Weighty Tree, Stricknice, Bitzone, Wou-Wou & the Couch King - The Shrike Pt. 1

https://soundcloud.com/windscaleblues: flute x10; clarinet x6; tenor sax x3; soprano sax x2; alto sax; bamboo flutes x2; oboe; synth; beats (Inspiring original track https://soundcloud.com/windscaleblues/cryptoblues).
RUIZZOIDMAN: lyrics, vocals, guitar.

VENTOSO BLUES A LA PRADERA  /  WINDY BLUES FOR THE PRAIRIE

Pradera, salgo de viaje,  /  Prairie, I go on a trip,
te dejo aquí prisionera.  /  I leave you prisoner here.
Salgo sin prisa, pradera,  /  I leave without hurry, prairie,
seca de hierba salvaje.  /  dry from wild grass.
Dejo este bello paraje,  /  I leave this beautiful place,
este río y su ribera,  /  this river and its bank,
atrapados en la espera  /  trapped in the wait
de recibir su folaje,  /  to receive its foliage,
su frescura y su coraje  /  its freshness and its courage
verde de la primavera.  /  green of the springtime.

Este tren que con seguro  /  This train that with confident
traqueteo de ti me lleva;  /  rattling takes me away from you;
surge el humo de su cueva  /  the smoke arises from his cave
ensuciando tu aire puro.  /  polluting your pure air.
Ya la vía, acero oscuro,  /  So the railway, dark steel,
ya la vía es la prueba,  /  so the railway is the proof,
ya la vía, nieve o llueva,  /  so the railway, may it snow or rain,
debil tú, el acero duro,  /  weak you, the steel hard,
tú la brisa, él el muro,  /  you the breeze, it the wall,
tú la suave, mi pradera.  /  you the soft, my prairie.

De tus flores, la frescura,  /  From your flowers, the freshness,
quieren apagar el fuego  /  they want to extinguish the fire
de la marcha, y así luego  /  of the pace, and so then
mantener fragancia pura,  /  maintain pure fragrance,
mas es tal tu desventura,  /  but your misfortune is such,
tal fuerza del enclavado  /  such strength of the interlocked
metal, que te ha fallado  /  metal, that has failed you
tuya la verde dulzura  /  yours the green sweetness
bajo la realidad dura  /  under the harsh reality
de los rieles plateados.  /  of the silvery rails.


Pic from https://www.thoughtco.com

Ventoso Blues A La Pradera (with The Windscale Blues Experiment)

Love

Music: Composed, written, mixed, mastered, and performed by: Lee

Vocals/Lyrics: Written and performed by: The Mysterious Decibel

Lyrics:

The new age is here
My dear Humanoid plastic peer
We got too lost in the sauce
no looking back no looking back at this line we crossed
I'm feeling so Synthetic from my skin down to my bones
They're glistening are you listening?
Preaching like Jim Jones

Cuz there is something new in this Kool aid
Floating so free
You won't even need a Credit card
The plastic's a part of you and me

Plastic's up
put your plastics up
Polymer juice
Plastics may bring me spastics
I just gotta let loose

The new age is here
My humanoid plastic peer
I'm just too lost
Too lost in the sauce
There's no looking back at this line I crossed


They say when you swallow the fly in the drink
You gain a bit of protein as it sinks
They say drink your water
And eat your meats too
Inside of you
A plastic stew
Swirls and flushes right on through
we're  candles without the wick
Or jokers without the trick

something new in this Kool aid
Floating so free
You won't even need a Credit card
The plastic's a part of you and me

Plastic's up
put your plastics up
Polymer juice
Plastics may bring me spastics
I just gotta let loose

The Mysterious Decibel x Lee - Humanoid Plastic Peers

Pour tous ceux qui sont nostalgique du combi Volkswagen des années 70 , le fameux Bulli , et qui ont voyagé avec lui dans leur jeunesse 😃
For all those who travelled in a Volkswagen combi in their youth 

Compositeur : Philippe SEGUINARD  Auteur : Guillaume DULER

J'ai roulé ma bosse 
Quand j'étais un gosse
Dans un combi couleur de l'arc en ciel
Une fenêtre sur le monde
Pour moi petite tête blonde
Avec mon père , ma mère et l'essentiel

Bulli ma maison on the road
Bulli ma maison d'évasion
Bulli ma jeunesse on the road
Bulli ma jeunesse d'horizon

J'ai traversé des frontières
Croisé des sœurs et des frères
Qui m'adoptaient en jouant simplement
Des amitiés sans ombre
Et qu'importe la langue et le nombre
Y'a de la place dans le cœur des enfants

REFRAIN

J'ai grandi sur les routes
Passé entre les gouttes
De rivières sauvages en océans
Une vie sous tous les temps
Partir où nous portaient les vents
Et s'endormir autour d'un feu de camp

REFRAIN

Je voudrais tant retrouver
Ces années de liberté
Kerouac tes pages s’effacent doucement
Mon vieux Bulli est parti
Roule t'il encore aujourd'hui
Au petit bonheur la chance comme avant !

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER Février 2024

I've lived through a lot of things
When I was a kid
In a rainbow-colored van
A window on the world
For me little blonde head
With my father, my mother and the essentials

Bulli my home on the road
Bulli my escape house
Bulli my youth on the road
Bulli my youth on the horizon

I crossed borders
Crossed paths with sisters and brothers
Who adopted me simply by playing
Friendships without shadow
And no matter the language or the number
There's room in every child's heart

CHORUS

I grew up on the road
Passed between the drops
From wild rivers to oceans
A life in all weathers
Wherever the winds took us
And fall asleep around a campfire

CHORUS

I would so much like to return
Those years of freedom
Kerouac your pages are slowly fading
My old Bulli is gone
Is it still rolling today
Just like before!

Bulli  TRANSLATED

Lyrics:
Oh my days
When will we begin
To see that change
Has started
Started from within

The human race
Is so divided now
What will it take
To bring us
Bring us back to base

Into the future
Into the time of love
Into the future
Bring us all back to love
Into the future

It never ends
The governments that war
Whereas the people 
Don't want it
Don't want it anymore

Who are they
To say that we should fight
Those powerful leaders
Betray us
Betray us day and night

Into the future
Into the time of love
Into the future
Bring us all back to love
Into the future


winkandwoo 2024

The Future

Vocals + lyrics: She's Excited! (https://soundcloud.com/she-s-excited)
Keys, bass + initial backing track: Greg (https://soundcloud.com/g-c-ess)
Aleatoric method, guitar, beat + production: Wou-Wou & The Wormling

Chords, tempo, time signature and lyric themes were all picked out at random using dice, coin flips and pulling prompts from a hat.

Artwork by Wou-Wou & The Wormling (https://www.instagram.com/wouwouandthewormling)

0304: Plastic or Steel (feat. She's Excited! & Greg)

Begin Again feat. Emily Coy
Vocals: Emily Coy
https://soundcloud.com/freevocals/emily-coy-begin-again-free-acapella
Backing Track Paploviante Burn
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/burn-open-collaboration-offer
Lillithe: adding…Sax, Beat, Synth,Vocals, Arrangement and Production

Begin Again feat. Emily Coy & Paploviante

Composer : Karl Heimgartner Dat : 10.02. 2024 / © Copyright
Genre: Atmo – Deep
Single: 2024
Title: I like My Wonderful World
MTM has mastered real music production.
Mixed Christine Sampson-MTM Productions
Mastered by Alessandro Giordano from MTM productions.

Karl Heimgartner:soundcloud.com/karl-heimgartner/tracks
MTM Productions : https://masteringtruemusic.es/

Here we present a wonderful electronic music track performed by the sensational musician composer Karl Heimgartner. We thank him for trusting MTM Productions to do the mixing and mastering of this fantastic single.
We hope you enjoy it as much as we do.

I Like My Wonderful World -Karl Heimgartner

THE BORDER EXPRESS
Written by Mike from UNGUIDED EXPRESS (Bass & Drums) and
ANDREW BORDERICK (Guitars &  Keys) 
Mixed & Mastered by Andrew Borderick Copyright 2024 AB Music
Special thanks to Mike Gabriel for the invite to this amaxing track.

INFINITY

THE BORDER EXPRESS

THE BORDER EXPRESS - Collab with UNGUIDED EXPRESS

Our first Welsh language track🏴󠁧󠁢󠁷󠁬󠁳󠁿😎
Sosban Fach (Little Saucepan) is a Welsh folk song given a good rocking up by The Recursives
Neil - Vocals 
Al - Bass
Bri - Sax
Tez - Guitars and production
Ken - Drums (K2 and The Three)
Many thanks to Ken for adding the pounding drums :))))
https://on.soundcloud.com/VJQ1ztA9BNB5ig8Z8 (K2 and the Three)
uTube video of The Recursicves playing live
https://youtu.be/Jd4YW18BjEU?feature=shared

Sosban Fach - The Recursives with K2 and The Three

Music: Composed, written, mixed and mastered by: BBright

https://soundcloud.com/bbright_official

Lyrics: Written, recorded, mixed and mastered by: The Mysterious Decibel

God giveth open arms to those who soweth the seed
God giveth the highest levels of prosperity to those that giveth to the creed
Those that feed in the name of Jesus
The riches from their pocket
Will reap the rewards beyond what can even be imagined
In an economic world God commands you to give
So Sow those offerings my friends and brothers
Sow them!
continue to Invest in the kingdom with the righteous word of God!

God can you flip the tables!?
These diamonds are covered in blood
Preacher man in the gospel
Manipulation giveth the flood

I am the ruler of this ministry
My word to the mic, you will all see
Your word to the cross it enriches me
I'll buy another one or two or maybe three

This wolf in sheep's gear bears teeth
Raking in your gold from underneath
What is your offering?
What is your offering?
I pull to you like a puppet with strings

Sow them!
Sow Them!

God can you flip the tables!?
These diamonds are covered in blood
Preacher man in the gospel
Manipulation giveth the flood

Giveth to the gospel
Giveth unto me
In the preacher's pocket
Where your blessings be

Giveth to the gospel
Giveth unto me
In the preacher's pocket
Where your blessings be

BBright x The Mysterious Decibel - Giveth To The Gospel

True Love

The Border Express
Andrew and Mike doing this instrumental tune.
I sent Andrew over a bass & drum track and told him to put some guitar tracks down.
And then he added some organ and did all the mixing & mastering.
I hope you all enjoy it as much as we do.
Andrew Borderick Guitar & keys mixing & production.
Mike Gabriel Bass guitar & Drums.

.© MCG Inc 2024

AB MASTERED SONGS

THE BORDER EXPRESS - Andrew Borderick & Unguided Express

Probably Be Fine

I am happy to present a further great collaboration with southafrican Singer Songwriter Mike Hill.

Credits:
@mikehillravenscall: vocals and lyrics
@nobsmeyer: guitars, bass, drum production, mix and mastering.

In a world where we all live with broken dreams,
Through the storms we will walk, legs shackled in chains
With fiery eyes, Uncontrollable rage
Still defiance in faces. Our souls are still wild
With passionate cries, we fight for our places
We’ve seen all the signs, we’ve seen all the signs
Chorus
Oh, we’re floating through fire. Our hearts are on fire, we’re holding on
We carry on, nothing controls us.
We’re floating through fire. Our hearts are on fire, we’re holding on.
We’re holding on. We carry on. Nothing controls us
Floating through fire. Floating through fire. We carry on, floating through fire.
We carry on.
Bridge
Oooooh. Ooooh. Oooooh, OOOOH
We’ll be holding on with fire in our eyes.
We’ll be fighting on with fire in our hearts
We’ll be floating on, onto paradise
We’ll be holding on, onto paradise
We’ll Carry on
Chorus
Oh, we’re floating through fire. Our hearts are on fire, we’re holding on
We carry on, nothing controls us.
We’re floating through fire. Our hearts are on fire, we’re holding on.
We’re holding on. We carry on. Nothing controls us
Floating through fire. Floating through fire. We carry on, floating through fire.
We carry on.

Floating Through Fire

■Youtube
https://youtu.be/90WxrPZql3w?si=_aAXOfr7Veoj7P8O

■概要(Overview)
ある日、彼女はルーレットを回しました。
自分の運命は自分で決める。そう、それは運命のルーレットです。

「いつ崩壊するかわからない、砂のお城に住むのは嫌。」
「まずは山を買おう！そしてタケノコを育てて本物のお城を買うの！」

たちまち努力は実を結び、全て彼女の計画通りに進みます。
そんなある日、いつものように彼女は収穫したタケノコを売るために街を目指します。
しかし、一つのタケノコを落としてしまい、コロコロと湖に落ちていきます。
「ああ、完璧だった私の計画が崩壊していく・・」
・・・・・・・・・・・・
そんな感じの曲です。
説明が長い！くどい！・・なにはともあれ、新曲です。
Vocalサンプルも少し入れていて、英語がわからない私が聴くと「Down Down Takenoko」と聞こえたので、このタイトルになっています。

またいつものように即興ギターを組み合わせて無理やり曲にしました。
エレアコを修理して、DIも買って、ご機嫌でギターを弾きました・・ほかの音に埋もれたけど(^^)
説明が長い！くどい！はい、すみません。以上です。

■Overview
One day she spun the roulette wheel.
She decides her own destiny. Yes, it's the roulette of fate.

"I don't want to live in a sand castle, not knowing when it will collapse."
"First, let's buy a mountain! Then we'll grow bamboo shoots and buy a real castle!"

Soon her efforts bear fruit and everything goes according to her plan.
One day, as usual, she heads to town to sell the bamboo shoots she has harvested.
However, she drops a bamboo shoot and it falls into the lake.
"Ah, my perfect plan is falling apart..."
・・・・・・・・・・・・
It's a song like that.
Long explanation! Tired! ...Anyway, it's a new song.
It also includes a few vocal samples, and when I listened to it even though I don't understand English, it sounded like "Down Down Takenoko," hence the title.

Also, as usual, I combined it with improvised guitar and forced it into a song.
I repaired the electric acoustic guitar, bought a DI, and played the guitar in a good mood...although it was buried in other sounds (^^)
Long explanation! Tired! Yes, sorry. that's all.

■歌詞
運命のルーレット　回り始めて
身震いしているの　さっきからずっと

砂のお城に住んでいるような気分で
今日まで生きてきた

抱えきれないほどの　タケノコを元手に生きていく
見渡す限りの竹林　それを育てていきましょう

山を買うの
タケノコの山
回り始めたのルーレット


遠心力で投げ出されそうになってからルールに気付くよりも
いっそ　自分で回したルーレットの
結末を見てみたくなったの


それから十年の　歳月が過ぎても　尚回る
見渡す限りの竹林　トラックでタケノコ運ぶ

街に向かう途中の道で
転がるタケノコ　湖に

水中のパンダ：Down Down Takenoko..!(落ちてこい！)
私：No!(落ちないで！)
・・・

運命のルーレット
止まってしまうわ・・・

私が手にしたものが崩れてゆく
いまはもう　ただの砂の城にしか見えないわ
悲しいけれど
運命のルーレット

■Lyrics
The roulette of fate begins to spin
I've been trembling ever since

I've lived up until today feeling like I was living in a sandcastle.

Living with an abundance of bamboo shoots as an asset
Let's grow the bamboo forest as far as the eye can see.

I'm going to buy a mountain
That's a mountain of bamboo shoots
The roulette is starting to spin now


Rather than realizing the rules after you're about to be thrown out by centrifugal force.
Anyway, I wanted to see the outcome of the roulette wheel I spun myself.


Even after ten years have passed since then, it still keeps going.
Bamboo forest as far as the eye can see, transporting bamboo shoots by truck

On the road on the way to town
Bamboo shoots are rolling into the lake

Underwater Panda: Down Down Takenoko..!
Me: No! (Don't fall!)
...

Ah, if this continues, the roulette wheel of fate will stop...

What I have in my hands is falling apart
Now it just looks like a sandcastle
Although sad
roulette of fate

Down Down Takenoko

Original composition, acoustic & electric guitars, bass, drum programming by Neno J.

Good Old Days

Cast of Characters:

Computart – @computart – guitar, vocals/whistling, composition

Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – mix and production 

K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara -–Ken–drums and percussion

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1 –-four string fretless bass and mandolin

This song started as a recording of Computart playing the guitar and singing/whistling to a metronome, which you can find raw on his page. Having worked together before on a song called The Shining, the Frenchman reached across the pond again and asked me, the Yank, if I would like to add anything to this. This style of music being one of my favorites, I jumped at the chance. Of course, I got Ken involved right away because every great song needs a great drummer. I came up with a bass line, to which Ken added drums, to which I in turn redid my bass line, as is our usual process. I then added the mandolin. Then, Ken added the hand drums to put the icing on the cake. Tez was generous enough to produce and mix this for us, and we feel like he got it to sound like we were all playing in the same room together. 
  We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed putting it together. You can find more of Computart's music, as well as this one, for sale on his BandCamp page, which is right here.computart.bandcamp.com/track/plaisir

Plaisir (Eclectic Collective with Computart)

Written and produced by Deep Sky Musics
Vocals: Lyrics written by DSM, singer: Nebura
Master: DSM & noregrets

it's all for you....
💚

Memories of Heaven ft. Nebura

My friend and close collaborator @rplanes offered me this great arrangement and the title and theme that he thought might make an interesting subject matter. Initially, I was scratching my head as the topic seemed too vast but then the ideas started to attach themselves to his melodies and I was hooked. Humans en masse appear to be taking wrong-turnings and making things worse rather than better. This is me letting off a little steam with Rod's help. Thanks for taking the time to listen.

Rodolfo Planes - Music composition, instrumentation, arrangement, production and mix.
Me - Vocals and lyrics
Photograph - Courtesy of Douglas Corrance

Reverse Entropy (by Rodolfo Planes and Mark J Bennett)
We drift from order to chaos,
Like it’s the norm.
Without a sense of pathos,
To see the storm.
Following your safe instinct,
Where it may go,
Or go where you are told.

We let others cloud our vision,
Like they know best.
What happened to our ambition
Never addressed.
Following your safe instinct,
Where it may go,
Before we get too old

You have the choice,
When you have the will,
And it’s backed with the,
Knowledge, and fulfilled by skill.
 
We fall for the theorists,
Like it’s gospel.
Go find yourself some realists,
Who’re less hostile.
Following your safe instinct,
Where it may go,
While you still have a hold.

We’ve been duped at every turn,
By those we trust.
Without alarm or concern,
Now we are bust.
Following your safe instinct,
Where it may go,
If you can still feel bold.

You have the choice,
When you have the will,
And it’s backed with the,
Knowledge and fulfilled by skill.

All our futures are in your hands
With all that it commands
Focus on how it now all stands
Before making your demands.

Reverse Entropy - Continental Collision (by Rodolfo Planes and Mark J Bennett)

Texte Français et Google Translate

ON S'AIME A DEUX

Je t'ai attendue quelques années,
Et puis un jour t'es arrivée
Pour moi une romance
Une belle page de chance.
Soudain tu m'as pris dans tes bras
Et je me sentais très bien là
Je ne serai plus jamais seul
Beaucoup de gens le veulent.
On sait se tenir par la main
Ensemble se faire un chemin
Très loin au bout du monde
Sur cette terre ronde.

Et puis on vit dans le bonheur
Sans maux de cœur
C'est bien d'être heureux
On s'aime à deux.

Regardons tous ces envieux
Qui nous jalousent dans nos beaux jeux
S'aimer c'est peu de dire
Nos vies sont des sourires.
Vivons ainsi jusqu'à toujours
C'est beau d'avoir l'amour
Malgré nos différences
S'éteignent les silences.

Et puis on vit dans le bonheur
Sans maux de cœur
C'est bien d'être heureux
On s'aime à deux.

Les larmes de joie sous nos yeux
Tous les plaisirs qui se font à deux
Que je t'aime mon cœur.
Ma vie est une merveille.
Pour moi tu es la plus belle
Que l'on s'aime mon cœur.
Quand je te regarde magnifique
Mon dieu que le temps passe vite.
Mais tout çà est ainsi
Dans l'âge on se suit bien ensemble
Plus on vieillit on se ressemble
On s'aime à deux.

Et puis on vit dans le bonheur
Sans maux de cœur
C'est bien d'être heureux
On s'aime à deux.
On s'aime à deux.


WE LOVE EACH OTHER

I waited for you for a few years,
And then one day you arrived
For me a romance
A great page of luck.
Suddenly you took me in your arms
And I felt very good there
I will never be alone again
Many people want it.
We know how to hold hands
Together we make a way
Far away at the end of the world
On this round earth.

And then we live in happiness
Without heartache
It's good to be happy
We love each other together.

Let's look at all these envious people
Who envy us in our beautiful games
Loving yourself is an understatement
Our lives are smiles.
Let's live like this forever
It's beautiful to have love
Despite our differences
The silences fade away.

And then we live in happiness
Without heartache
It's good to be happy
We love each other together.

Tears of joy before our eyes
All the pleasures that can be enjoyed together
That I love you my heart.
My life is a marvel.
For me you are the most beautiful
May we love each other my heart.
When I look at you beautiful
My god, time flies.
But that's all it is
In age we follow each other well
The older we get we become more alike
We love each other together.

And then we live in happiness
Without heartache
It's good to be happy
We love each other together.
We love each other together.

ON S'AIME A DEUX

Mysterious creatures of the forest.

This is one of those songs, you just had to get off your chest! All of you creatives will understand that. Its not the hippest or the coolest song , even the music  is understated and the production is lacking, but the words are where the heart is .

Thank you for all of your wonderful plays playlists and shares, very much appreciated!


(c)  Vocalatti ASCAP

Deep Blue

Keyboard jam session with my kid - Erin Jennifer - Live in real time

Find Erin here: https://on.soundcloud.com/jTjqD for more of her awesome music. 

Recorded / mixed: Audacity.
Keyboard: Roland E-X20
(Detuned Piano)

© Tam Jennifer Hastings, Erin Jennifer, 2024. All rights reserved.

Family Harmonies (ft Erin Jennifer, Age 16, 2024)

Written, performed and recorded by Neli CoKo. All rights reserved. 2024.

Thank you for listening :)

Lyrics

In the mysterious stream
Of never ending happenings
In the tides of time
We flow, we flow, we flow.

In unawareness
We behave reflexively
Do the best we can
We don´t know, we don´t know, don´t know

Consciousness comes afterwards 
When we see the whole puzzle
It all makes sense from far away
we see, we see, we see

Backwards

Instrumental Composition, bass, guitar, mix by Garddwr Porffor: https://soundcloud.com/garddwrporffor
Vocals, Vocal Composition, Lyrics by Nadia Selvaggi

Player by Garddwr Porffor & Nadia Selvaggi

Recording sessions from 2010 - 2024-remastered with variation. 
4 tracks MOOG Modular V2 (vst Arturia),
presets, mixing, processing and editing: Pier WILL.
________________________________________________________________________
- Made with MOOG & Modular / Multi-tracks
- Composed, arranged, performed, produced by Pier WILL & Studio 4H09
- Artwork - Pier WILL
- Acknowledgements - Ableton, AKG, Arturia, Audacity, Cantabile, Focusrite,   Korg, M-Audio, MSI, Sony, SoundCloud, Teac, Techniks, Yamaha.
- #Ambient #Movies #Experimental 
________________________________________________________________________
- ❤️🕊️🙏

Little pleasure_2 - Remastered

Little Pleasure_2 - Remastered

Music & Lyrics: Margareta Theorin

NU ÄR SOMMAREN HÄR

Nu är sommaren här med sol och vackra dagar
och vi kan tillbringa dom tillsammans för alltid.

Inget liv utan dig, all den kärlek du ger,
du förgyller min dag, skapar glädje.
Livet börjat på nytt, sorgens tid är förbi,
nu jag lever för dig och vår egen musik.

Nu är sommaren här, med sol och vackra dagar
och vi kan tillbringa dom tillsammans för alltid.

Trodde livet var slut, var beredd att ge upp,
allting kändes så tomt, ville inte leva.
Nu jag låter var dag, bli det bästa jag har,
ty, du fick mig att se, vilja leva igen.

Nu är sommaren här......

Jag har funnit att livet inte är så dumt,
när man är två
och är tacksam för varje ögonblick jag får.

Nu är sommaren här......

Nu Är Sommaren Här. 1057 ( 1992 ) Margareta Theorin ( Margareta )

Evocative song to listen to without hurry... most serious job I've done lately, say no more.

Letra / Translated lyrics:

SI TÚ ME FALTARAS  /  IF I MISSED YOU

Abre tu risa mis ojos,  /  Your laugh opens my eyes,
olor a café por la mañana…  /  smell of coffee in the morning…
Para murmurarte un beso  /  So as to whisper you a kiss
me levanto de la cama.  /  I get up from the bed.

Aaaay! Si tú me faltaras  /  Aaaay! If I missed you
aaaay! de tedio moriría.  /  aaaay! I’d die of weariness.

Me despierta muy temprano  /  Wakes me up very early
el olor de tu cuerpo a mi lado.  /  the smell of your body beside me.
Para que se haga de noche pronto  /  So that it gets dark soon
rápidamente me he levantado.  /  I have got up fast.

Siento que mi vida se desliza por el sabor tan suave de tu cuello y de tus besos.  /
I feel my life slips along such a soft flavor of your neck and your kisses.

Puedo ser ligero como el aire y filtrarme con mi fuego en tus sueños y en tus deseos.  /
I can be as light as air and percolate with my fire into your dreams and your desires.

Busco el momento cada día de volver para gozarte, para olerte, para amarte…  /
I look for the moment every day to come back so as to enjoy you, to smell you, to love you … 

para amarte, sí, aaaay! para amarte.  /  to love you, yes, aaaay! to love you.

Juega tu lengua en mi cerebro,  /  Your tonge plays in my brain,
recorren mi espalda tus caricias.  /  your caresses cross my back.
Miro el reloj y suspiro,  /  I look at the clock and sigh,
deseando que acabe el día.  /  wishing the day to finish. 

Aaaay! Si tú me faltaras  /  Aaaay! If I missed you
aaaay! de tedio moriría.  /  aaaay! I’d die of weariness.

ER40FI07

Si tú me faltaras (de tedio moriría)

I start this new album with better sound by means of one of my more beloved and evolved songs ever, a structured piece with progressing parts.

LETRA   /   TRANSLATED LYRICS:

BIEN, MAL (LLUVIA VIEJA)    /   WELL, BADLY (OLD RAIN)

Sí, no, ¿por qué no?   /   Yes, no, why not? 
estoy pensando que esto no es lo mejor.   /   I am thinkinkg this is not the best.
Bien, mal, ¿tú qué tal?   /   Well, badly, what about you?
de repente me he puesto a pensar.   /   Suddenly I have started to think.

El tiempo esparcido entre mis amigos   /   Time scattered among my friends
 es el más valioso cuando estoy contigo.   /   is the most valuable one when I am with you
Los ratos vividos estando contigo   /   Moments lived being with you
 son reconfortantes cuando estoy perdido.   /   are comforting when I feel lost. 
Tengo que buscarlos entre mis amigos,   /   I must search for them among my friends
tengo que encontrarlos, pero ya se han ido todos.   /   I must find them, but they are all gone already.

Fumando   /   Smoking 
tras los cristales   /   behind the windows
mojados de lluvia vieja.   /   wet with old rain
Recuerdos   /   Memories
 que me llevan flotando   /   carry me floating
 a estar con ella.   /   to be with her

Tengo que buscarlos entre mis amigos.   /   I must search for them among my friends

Tú, yo, ¿qué sé yo?   /   You, me, what do I know?
está lloviendo pero tengo calor.   /   It is raining but I feel hot
Qué, quién, ¡mírame!   /   What, who, look at me !
soy todavía quien empezaste a querer.   /   I am still who you started do love

Soy todavía quien empezaste a querer.  /   I am still who you started do love

ER13PB01 ©1995 E-RUIZZO – ®2013 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;)

Image: "Prickle prick cactus", photo by Ruizzoidman

Bien, mal (Lluvia vieja)

Chansons Françaises écrites, composées, arrangées et enregistrées à la maison.
Elles sont toutefois déposées à la SACEM.