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Grief is a taboo. It is not good and healthy to suppress negative feelings and experiences. But we are told to think positive by any guru. We become motivated to hide sorrow. But that will lead to instable balance sooner or later. Sometimes a human must cry. So I allow myself to stop faking thinking positive, being strong and indestructable. I admit being fragile and imperfect, a human with emotions, Feel invited to think about it and thank you for listening!

Written, performed and produced by Neli CoKo, Bremen Germany, 2020

Grief

Neli CoKo - Grief

The cameraman
“The Camera Man” by Three Photons is an indie-blues rock track with strong 60s/70s experimental vibes and gritty, analog production. It blends crunchy rhythm guitars, ambient leads, and emotionally raw lyrics that explore themes of isolation, media distortion, and urban disillusionment.

I imagine a cameraman sees a lot of things he doesn't want to see or believe ;-)
Written by Tim Griffis July 2020
mix 1: July 21, 2020, lead vocal panned left (experimental 60s/70s) 

Technical Details
Recorded at Princeton Studio
Tim's Guitars
Rhythm: Gibson Les Paul Standard
Lead1: Gibson Les Paul Standard
Bass: Fender Squire

Mics: Neumann TLM 67
Drums: arranged by TG
Software: Pro Tools
Vocals: TG

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. 


Lyrics

Verse 1
It's a camera eye
I look away
or I go blind
it ain't pretty
livin alone in this dirty city

Chorus 1
Just like Elvis
when he hit his prime, I shoot at the TV
I hate lookin in the camera eye
when you're staring at me

Verse 2
Hey girl
it ain't pretty
going on down on this empty life
you sure are witty
I can't stand one more lie....

Chorus 2
Just like Elvis
when he hit his prime, I shoot at the TV
I hate lookin at the camera eye
when you're staring at me

Outro
Just like Elvis
when he hit his prime, I shoot at the TV
I hate lookin at the camera eye
when you're staring at me
Just like Elvis
when he hit his prime, I shoot at the TV
I hate lookin at the camera eye
when you're staring at me

The cameraman

Never A Moment Wasted

What to think alone at midnight

Opus 43

Would you like to take a break

Blow everything away

Just the peace at Dusk...My thanks to Josef Umo, for the beautiful harp and Cello.Amazing As always :-))
Please visit Josef @user-351690291

Dusk....  Gina & Josef

I was watching a movie called ‘ The Darkest Hour’. About two Americans  flying to Moscow to sell their social networking/party locating software. Upon arrival they go to a nightclub and meet two girls, an American, and her Australian friend. The lights go out in the club and everyone heads outside. There, they witness a policeman investigating  being  disintegrated by this ball of lightning. The invisible entities begin hunting and killing people, sending them into a panic. They begin this cat and mouse chase across the city, trying to survive and get to a safe place.
I was totally inspired and produced this track. Enjoy. Love to all. Copyright protected ©

Alien Skies ©

Would you like to take a walk at night

I hope this musical journey will feed your soul, and assist you  during  these times of uncertainty and solitude.

Chill With 'SOLITUDE'

A cover (okay, let's call it a "remake") of the fabulous late-70s "E la luna bussò" by Loredana Berté. I used to play this one with a band a few years ago, and I immediately fell in love with the lyrics.

Obviously I have maneuvered myself out of the comfort zone once more --- apart from the usual walks on very thin ice with singing and trying to get meaningful notes out of a guitar, this time it is about Reggae and strings programming (both things that I have tried to avoid so far in my musical life). Anyway, if you think that violins and cellos do not fit to Reggae: yes, you are right.

Special thanks to Tyler Cressman for having proof-read the lyrics translation!

And the moon knock-knocked on the gloomy gates of darkness
"Come on let me in!" -- but they replied "no!"
So the moon went knockin' on the place where there was silence
But a rude voice yelled: "You're late and time's already up"
So the moon left the windows open and she went to find and see

To find and do something for the time being
After having shed some tears
About another "no", about some other "no"
From the ocean (you're nothing but a pond, man!)

And the moon knock-knocked on shaded glasses
But the look behind them didn't notice her
So the moon went and tried "knock-knock-knock-knock-knock" on a pool party
"Strictly members only, no exception for moons!"
So she rolled over champagne and caviar and she went to find and see

To find and do something for the time being
After having shed some tears
About another "no", about some other "no"
From a waiter
Oh no

But then down there, almost by chance
Closer to the sidewalk, where what you see is real
But then down there, where no moon needs to knock
Between the lashes of a child, to let him fall asleep
And then down there, between tatters, tears and love
Where luck is luxury: there we need you, moon!
And yes down there, almost by chance
Closer to the sidewalk, where what you see is real
Between the lashes of a child, to let him fall asleep
Between tatters, tears and rags, to let us fall in love:
there we need you, moon!

(ad libs)
Sidewalk boogie
(more ad libs)

And The Moon Knock-Knocked

ABOUT YOU BIG BIRD

There’s a smoky trail across the sky
Behind you big bird as you fly
I’m running waving both hands free
But my mommas come to capture me

My mom she’s got this thing you see
About you bird we don’t agree
She don’t like your fiery tail
She’s gonna capture me and hide away

Big bird flying across the sky
I don’t know you or your reasons why
Big bird do you come to play
Mommas got bad things to say 
About you Big Bird

We been here a thousand years
Momma says that you don’t care
Your fireworks that light the streets
Make houses fall to dust and heat

The baker man went yesterday
A puff of smoke, an empty tray
I kind of liked your flashing bomb
But Momma ranted all night long

About You Big Bird

A remake of an old one from the 80s, main guitars and vocs are live recording with two mics in the room, then some overdubbing. Part of our new recording sessions where we are both remaking some old songs on the new, better equipment and recording some new songs as well. We'll keep posting as we go. Morry and I are both singing on this one. Slowly working through the mixing and mastering on the Tascam DP24. Hope you enjoy these.

Would you like to take a break

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