I DIDN'T ASK YOUR NAME

Asylum

Fire Dance

AndyP with BenJammin'
BenJammin' Planted this seed, we grew it together.

Project 18

Genetic Code

Faintly

I want it all, from you. Everything you had or have, belongs to me. It´s my right. Cabaret Club being possesive.

I Want It All

Trickadelic

"Bartender Song (Sittin' at a Bar)" is a song by Rehab. It was released in May 2008 as the third single from their fourth album, Graffiti the World (2005). It was the band's first single to chart on the Billboard Hot 100, at #64.

This Cover is by Robert Brogan! Thanks for listening.

Drinking Problem

Sittin' at a Bar (Rehab) Cover song

Soleid

It took me a long time to complete this for several reasons. At times, John (or I) would forget the title, but I would tell him I had worked more on it. I liked the words from John, but couldn't find the emotional center. Glad I stayed after it now.

John: lyrics
Edro: arch-top guitar, vocals, octave mandolin, piano

It's a pretty little blacktop
With yellow stripes running long
How i got here's a story
Best served in a song
And you'll say, Lucien
You're a loser
Don't know how you get along

Chorus
I'm broke down
On the side of the road
No place I'm going
Or which way to go
If heaven's a highway
I'm doomed where i stand
End of the road
For old Lucien Ferrand

My life's a story better than Job
It started in a womb
Now this blacktop road
My mom was a saint
Or something real close
She put up with dad
And loved me the most

I been there and done that
Got the shirt to tell
But no one told me
How deep was the well
It's best summed up
By a paramour of mine
Lucien, she said, you're a tough sell

Chorus

If luck was a bucket of mishaps
And my troubles all existed there
Why I'd toss the old bucket in the well
And mayhaps my luck will flare
And head toward a nicer place
On this yellow striped blacktop
Right now, it's about all i can bear

It's true, I'm broke down
On the side of a road
But I know where I'm going
That i can guarantee
And it ain't the hell highway
With a yellow stripe brand
It's just the beginning
For old Lucien Ferrand

Lucien Ferrand (John Eagle lyrics)

If the metal used to treat a tooth happens to be of a particular composition,it is said that it reacts with saliva and may receive broadcast radio waves.

The radio in my head keeps talking.
It works similarly to an ore radio.

The audio received in this way is conducted through the teeth to the forehead bone and sounds in the head like a radio.
This is a very rare phenomenon, but.

The radio in my head keeps talking. 
It's not you that's crazy, it's the world.

My wife is suspicious of my behavior.
All I want to do is protect you.

Too much information has been pouring out of the radio in my head these past few days.
It is hard to determine what is true but it's easy to choose what I want to believe.

The radio in my head keeps talking. 
It works similarly to an ore radio.

Radio Radio

I had a dream, and I wrote this song not to forget it. 

Technical highlights: hand played bass, slightly odd riff on chorus (15/2) & some extra psychedelia.

Pic & sounds taken with my phone during a recent experience which could help me understand the dream, maybe…

Letra  /  Lyrics:

NÍMOR (No sé dónde estoy)  /  NÍMOR (I don’t know where I am)

Entré en la sala sin hacer ruido,  /  I entered the room making no noise,
los pocos que vi eran desconocidos,  /  the few ones I saw were strangers,
busqué una cama que estuviera libre y dormí.  /  I looked for a spare bed and slept.

Al día siguiente no encontré mi sitio,   /  The following day I didn’t find my place,
todo estaba lleno de desconocidos,  /  the whole room was full of strangers,
me di la vuelta para salir y te vi.  /  I turned around to leave and I saw you.

Nímor, no sé dónde estoy...  /  Nímor, I don’t know where I am...
Nímor, no sé quién eres…  /  Nímor, I don’t know who you are …

La cama de al lado estaba vacía,  /  The bed at your side was empty,
y me preguntaste si la quería,  /  and you asked if I wanted it,
la quise y pronto nos hicimos amigos,  /  I did and soon we became friends,
desconocidos.  /  strangers.

Nímor, no sé dónde estoy...  /  Nímor, I don’t know where I am...
Nímor, no sé quién eres…  /  Nímor, I don’t know who you are …
Nímor, no sé qué pasa…  /  Nímor, I don’t know what’s going on...
Nímor, no sé dónde estoy...  /  Nímor, I don’t know where I am...

Te pregunté “¿cómo se llama este sitio?”  /  I asked you "what’s the name of this place?"
y me contestaste que estaba contigo,  /  and you answered that I was with you,
y sin darme cuenta te quise mucho y dormí.  /  and unconsciously I loved you so and slept.

Ahora del sueño ya me he despertado,  /  Now from the dream I’ve already woken,
tu nombre lamento no haber preguntado,  /  your name I regret not having asked,
te llamaré como el sitio en que te conocí.  /  I’ll call you like the place where I met you.

Nímor (…)  /  Nímor (…)

ER27HC06 ©1995 ®2015

Honorable broadcast (34:47 - 40.00): http://jeffhickmott.podomatic.com/entry/2015-09-18T05_02_20-07_00

Nota para el oyente español: ninguna influencia de Chiquito de la Calzada en el título; lo pongo tal como lo soñé y punto.

NÍMOR (No sé dónde estoy)

In disrupting ecosystems, light pollution poses a serious threat in particular to nocturnal wildlife, having negative impacts on plant and animal physiology. It can confuse the migratory patterns of animals, alter competitive interactions of animals, change predator-prey relations, and cause physiological harm. The rhythm of life is orchestrated by the natural diurnal patterns of light and dark; so disruption to these patterns impacts the ecological dynamics.

Artificial Light

Sunset, written and performed by Tainted Icarus

Lyrics:
Feeling strange, the winds of change
Seem to be blowing my way
Scary rhymes with shifting time
Buried in what others say

It's hard to believe the truth has taken leave
And left us here all alone
While the signs outside say it's time to ride
Better get my ass back home

Chorus:
You can run me down, into the ground
You can't take my sunshine away
You can fire your guns while try to run
You can't take my sunshine away

Ohh maim and kill until you've had your fill
You can't take my sunshine away
I'll hold my ground until I wear you down
You'll never take my sunshine away

Hey hey!

SOLO:

You can do your best to put me to the test
To see if I am going to fold
But I tell you it's true no matter what you do
This ground I am going to hold

Chorus:
You can run me down into the ground
You can't take my sunshine away
You can fire your guns while try to run
You can't take my sunshine away

Hey Hey

Maim and kill until you've had your fill
You can't my sunshine away
I'll hold my ground until I wear you down
You'll never take my sunshine away

hey hey

Oh maim and kill until you've had your fill
You can't take my sunshine away
I'll hold my ground until I wear you down
You'll never take my sunshine away

Notes:

Special thanks to Production Consultant:  Bill R. (November Sound)

Dedicated to the kind of souls who face down tanks with a backpack. For people who face shock troops with flowers. For people whose courage doesn't falter in the face of oppression!  For those who have a dream! For those who gently shake the world! 

Peace and love brothers and sisters!! 

Sunset 6K-MS3a LA100hz B

Sunset

A bit mystical and Vague        Anno and I hope you enjoy the journey.
Music Gina Wood & ∆ƝƝó ・・ʘḟ ϋñŝőűñɖ ṁȉṅƌ  of course ANNO's special Sauce.... For more amazing music see ∆ƝƝó ・・ʘḟ ϋñŝőűñɖ ṁȉṅƌ @annosound

To be on our new Album out soon Stay tuned Cheers!!

01/21/2020

Baroque Ornate Vagueness Gina & ∆ƝƝó ・・ʘḟ ϋñŝőűñɖ ṁȉṅƌ

Music: Wypernet soundcloud.com/laurent-toupet-930624560/tracks
Lyrics, vocal, mixing and mastering: Lukowig www.facebook.com/Lukowig/

D'où je viens
tout est si tranquille
si silencieux
aucun son
aucun bruit
aucun mot
aucune parole.

Une petite voix intérieure
un chant inaudible
une relique d'un autre temps
me dévore une voix à l'intérieur...
Une petite voix intérieure
un chant indicible
un cri qui s'étend...

D'où je viens
tout est si lisse
transparent
aucun pli
aucune couleur
aucune ombre
aucune lumière
d'où je viens on enterre
sous des monceaux de peurs
les rêves des enfants.

Une petite voix intérieure
un chant inaudible
une relique d'un autre temps
me dévore une voix à l'intérieur...
Une petite voix intérieure
un chant indicible
un cri qui s'étend
une voix me consume de l'intérieur
un vestige de mon enfance...

Petite voix intérieure [Wypernet and Lukowig]

valley of tulips

New site after E-Ruizzo: https://soundcloud.com/esemanolain-ruizzo

Many thanks to Alex https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
and Richal https://soundcloud.com/rickitansky for their fantastic pics !!

valley of tulips

Vlad

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