Some of my Soundcloud Favourites #56

GHOSTS ARE SOULS DANCING AROUND

MISS ALL SURRENDERS IN YOUR WAY

NICE FLOWERS BLOOMING IN TOWN

TURNING ENDMILLS IN A RIVER OF MEMORIES

REACH FOR THE TOY WHEN THE SUN IS GONE

WHAT IS A FRONTIER TO YOUR BRAIN?

TELEPATHY FROM THE BEACH

Jacques Lemaire Spotlight

Once I wrote a description here !!!

Ok let's say I started adding layers to the great music https://soundcloud.com/progrockdan1 sent to me.

Letra (translated lyrics below)

Se arrastró bajo los muros,
llorando.
Se filtró por las ranuras,
buscándome.
Y miró entre las fisuras,
deseando:
mucho claro, nada oscuro,
llamándome…
 
Mas el centinela mágico
de quijadas relucientes,
descarnado por los dientes
de mil y un gusanos cárnicos,
por la acción más degenérica
de venenos de odio y muerte,
este ser, cerebro inerte,
la detuvo, niña histérica…
 
Pero huyó,
vio sentada su promesa de llamarme.
Y escapó,
Vio prendido su deseo de amarme.
Sensación
de saber que era la presa, fuego y carne,
y en la intensa luz de vida vino a hallarme;
y me encontró.
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She crawled under the walls,
crying.
She filtered through the grooves,
searching for me.
And she looked inside the fissures,
wishing:
much clarity, no darkness,
calling me…

But the magic sentry
of shining jawbones,
eaten to the bone by the teeth
of thousand and one meat worms,
For the most degenerated action
of poisons of hatred and death,
this being, inert brain,
detained her, hysterical girl …

But she fled,
found assured her promise of calling me.
And she escaped,
found on fire her willing to love me.
Sensation
of knowing that she was the prey, fire and flesh,
and in the intense light of life she came to find me;
and she did.

Ella huyó - She fled (with ProgRockDan1)

Surrender

this is another song off an old 4 track tape demo...........cheers if you are having a listen

Written All Over You

- Spitfire Audio - Spitfire Appasionata Strings - Violins 1 - Legato
- Spitfire Audio - Spitfire Appasionata Strings - Violins 2 - Legato
- Spitfire Audio - Spitfire Appasionata Strings - Cellos - Legato
- Spitfire Audio - Spitfire Appasionata Strings - Basses - Glancing Attack
- Spitfire Audio - Spitfire Appasionata Strings - Basses - Legato
- Spitfire Audio - BBC Symphony Orchestra - Viola Leader - Legato
- Spitfire Audio - BBC Symphony Orchestra - Oboe - Legato
- Spitfire Audio - BBC Symphony Orchestra - Flûte - Legato
- Spitfire Audio - BBC Symphony Orchestra - Harp - Gliss FX
- Spitfire Audio - Contemporary Drama Toolkit - Scratchy Pad
- Spitfire Audio - Originals - Cimbalon - Sustained
- Spitfire Audio - Originals - Cinematic Frozen Strings - Flautando CS
- Spitfire Audio - Fragile String Evolutions - Ambient Tratto
- Spitfire Audio - Angular String Evolutions - Close To Home
- Spitfire Audio - Hauschka Composer Toolkit
- Spitfire Audio - Blankfor.MS - Tape Synths
- Spitfire Audio - Albion V Tundra
- Spitfire Audio - LABS - Tape Piano - Felt Cassette
- BS - Era II - Vocal Codex - Contemplating
- Arturia - Augmented Strings
- UVI - World Suite

4/4, 120 bpm

En Résonance

Take a dive in the future

All that's left is time wasted

https://soundcloud.com/john-palmer

Image by John

John Palmer + Spiralizer - I'm The One

I miss u.. is  a  Afro Pop song.. I'm talking about someone use to be with me all the times now She's gone with another man... I hope you gonna like this one guy's...

I MISS U.mp3

01 - Spitfire Audio - Appassionata Strings - Cellos (6) - Legato 
02 - Spitfire Audio - Hans Zimmer Strings - 60 Cellos - Long

Appassionata Strings

01 - Spitfire Audio - Appassionata Strings - Cellos (6) - Legato
02 - Spitfire Audio - Appassionata Strings - Violins 1 (8) - Legato
03 - Spitfire Audio - Appassionata Strings - Violins 2 (6) - Legato
04 - Spitfire Audio - Hans Zimmer Strings - 60 Cellos - Long

Appassionata Strings V2

01 - Spitfire Audio - Appassionata Strings - Cellos (6) - Legato
02 - Spitfire Audio - Appassionata Strings - Violins 1 (8) - Legato
03 - Spitfire Audio - Appassionata Strings - Violins 2 (6) - Legato
04 - Spitfire Audio - Appassionata Strings - Violas (6) - Legato
05 - Spitfire Audio - BBC Symphony Orchestra Professional - Oboe - Legato
06 - Spitfire Audio - Hans Zimmer Strings - 60 Cellos - Long
07 - Spitfire Audio - Fractured Strings - Grid
08 - Spitfire Audio - Spitfire Solo Strings - Cello - Legato

Appassionata Strings & Oboe V4

A song about being in the disco, about the difficulties to get in and about drinking one too many at the bar ... well it´s a song about a long time back ...

Vocals, guitar, keyboards and bass: N.o.b.S.
Lyrics: N.o.b.S.
Mix and Mastering at N.o.b.S. Moonshine Studios Mainz / Germany

Getaway

It`s So Nice

Get It On Bandcamp

It's So Nice

Feline Zorro and his trusty companion, Shadow Chaser, wish to relate another story. This one, is Safety Dance, by the super-group Men Without Hats. I have lost my hat in the heat of battle before, so I can relate. Please enjoy!

As far as the 'everyone look at your hands line', that is a good one. I use that one, along with, 'hey, your boots are untied', or 'hey, what is that on your shirt'? Then, that is when I strike!

Safety Dance -- Feat. Zorro! (Men Without Hats Cover)

I passed an old man on the side of the street and everybody passed him by. I went over to where he lay and he began to Cry. He said to me " I once was a young man, i had a house i had a Car, but i had a lot of trouble, i found the answer in a Bar, now nobody wants me they say I'm a liar and I'm a Cheat, now my life is juts this bottle and my home is on the street. They say we are all only 2 pay checks away from Homelessness....

Written, performed and produced by: Johnny Mc Farlane Oct 2022

What Kind of People have we Become?

'Sooner Or Later We'll Get There' is a fusion track track inspired by the thought, 'but where is.... "there". So for most of us I'm assuming that, "sooner or later we'll get there" suffices. At least it does for me.

Sooner Or Later We'll Get There

___🎹_____A_N_O_T_H_E_R___M_U_S_I_C_____🎹___
_____BE CURIOUS, CREATIVE, INVENTIVE, DARE!____

EXPERIMENTAL STARS (in 11 tracks)

The sky, the stars, I've been looking at this since I was a kid and I'm still fascinated.
One person said to me "you know, in fact, it is an immense chaos without geometry, without order and immensely dangerous", but it is beautiful and that makes us dream!

Indeed, everything is random, you don't have to look very far. On this project, the sound treatment of the entities observable in space, which represents a tiny part of the black that surrounds us. Each entity has its own colour, its own size, its own location and therefore its own note!
But be careful, it is not necessarily a melody that will come out of it, it is the stars that drive all the electronics designed for this work. I am only the director! Some experiments will be gentler and others more violent!
Welcome to the space which is, after all, quite creative. Have a good listen!
❤️Love, 🕊️Peace, 🙏Respect

EXPERIMENTAL STARS  (en 11 titres)

Le ciel, les étoiles, je regarde ça depuis que je suis petit et je suis toujours fasciné.
Une personne m'a dit "tu sais, en fait, c'est un immense chaos sans géométrie, sans ordre et immensément dangereux", mais c'est beau et ça fait rêver !

En effet, tout est aléatoire, il ne faut pas chercher bien loin. Sur ce projet, le traitement sonore des entités observables dans l'espace, qui représente une infime partie du noir qui nous entoure. Chaque entité a sa propre couleur, sa propre taille, sa propre localisation et donc sa propre note !
Mais attention, ce n'est pas forcément une mélodie qui en sortira, ce sont les étoiles qui pilotent toute l'électronique conçue pour cette œuvre. Je ne suis que le metteur en scène ! Certaines expériences seront plus douces et d'autres plus violentes !
Bienvenue dans cet espace finalement assez créatif. Bonne écoute !
❤️Love, 🕊️Peace, 🙏Respect

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🛠 - Made with MOOG & Modular / Multi-tracks
🎹 - Composed, arranged, performed, produced by Pier WILL & Studio 4H09
🔲 - Artwork - Pier WILL
🙏 - Acknowledgements - Ableton, AKG, Arturia, Audacity, Cantabile, Dell, Focusrite, Hewlett Packard, Logitech, Korg, M-Audio, Sony, SoundCloud, Teac, Techniks, Yamaha.
⚙️ - #Ambient #Movies #Experimental
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❤️Love, 🕊️Peace, 🙏Respect

Space Music 11

Space Music 11 - Album EXPERIMENTAL STARS - ❤️Love, 🕊️Peace, 🙏Respect

Ultra vivid dream

01 - Spitfire Audio - Appassionata Strings - Cellos (6) - Legato
02 - Spitfire Audio - Appassionata Strings - Violins 1 (8) - Legato
03 - Spitfire Audio - Appassionata Strings - Violins 2 (6) - Legato
04 - Spitfire Audio - Appassionata Strings - Violas (6) - Legato
05 - Spitfire Audio - BBC Symphony Orchestra Professional - Oboe - Legato
06 - Spitfire Audio - BBC Symphony Orchestra Professional - Clarinet - Legato
07 - Spitfire Audio - Hans Zimmer Strings - 60 Cellos - Long
08 - Spitfire Audio - Fractured Strings
09 - Spitfire Audio - Spitfire Solo Strings - Cello - Legato
10 - Spitfire Audio - Abbey Road One - Low Woods
11 - Spitfire Audio - Originals Cinematic Frozen Strings
12 - UVI - EGP

Appassionata - Franck Douvin - Jacques Lemaire

"The Roadside Ghost" by PS Perkins and R Thomas
Guitars, bass, vocals, synths: PS Perkins
Drums, percussion: R Thomas

Featuring Wendy DuMond aka "Bog Witch" aka @mamby-p on phantom background vocals

LYRICS:
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Out on the street, people you'll never meet
Struggling just to survive
You wouldn't want to be them, pretend you don't see them,
Just roll up your windows and drive

But the ghosts are not dead, and they're not in your head
They're just waiting right there to be seen
There's no way of knowing and the rowers keep rowing
Going somewhere that you've never been

Whoa, weary walkers, may I lighten your load?
The night is so long and you're hearing my song
As you sleep at the side of the road
Whoa, weary walkers! How may I lighten your load?

The days turn to ash with no cars whizzing past
Where only the strangers belong
The desert is wide, and then once you're inside
You are hypnotized by its song

With a guitar to strum, the ghost sticks out its thumb
But it no longer hopes for a ride
Just shuffles along to the beat of the song
To lie down by the river side, dreaming....

Whoa, weary walkers, may I lighten your load?
The night is so long and you're hearing my song
As you sleep at the side of the road
Whoa, weary walkers! How may I lighten your load?

With silence to ponder it's hard not to wander 
Your mind becomes vacant and free
No matter the cost, all who wander are lost
Swallowed up by the sagebrush sea

Your forever host is the roadside ghost
And it's broadcasting now on the breeze
You'll see there's no choice, there is only the voice:
"Follow me, follow me, follow me....."

Singing
Whoa, weary walkers, may I lighten your load?
The night is so long and you're hearing my song
As you sleep at the side of the road
Whoa, weary walkers! How may I lighten your load?

BARDS:Of The Shimmering Seraphs

The Roadside Ghost

you were a soul, never meant for this life.
this world is hard, full of trouble and strife.
you were so sensitive, you took it all to heart.
nobody saw, you were breaking apart.

people like you, don't speak out........people like you, full of doubt.

i saw your sadness, is it the same as mine?
another day, wont it turn out fine?
i saw your face,, i never saw the signs.
i didn't know, it was the end of the line.

people like you, don't make a sound......people like you, quietly drown.

such helpul words, are very hard to find.
i wasn't close to you, i didn't know your mind.
i feel so sad, full of sorrow.
now that i know, there's no tomorrow.

people like you, sensitive soul........people like you, leave a hole.

now that you're gone.......and we know your fate.
many tears at your funeral, but now it's all too late.
we must learn from this, nobody is the same.
we can't carry on like this, we should be full of shame.

people like you, dont make a sound........people like you, quietly drown.
people like you, sensitive soul........people like you, whose life we stole.

Sensitive soul.

Some collaborations you work at, some fall right into place.  Such is the case with this song first inspired by Madame Snowflake's acapella version, and instrumentally arranged by Seagull.  My first obstacle was being mesmerized with what he had done so far.  But the second was easy; just be judicious and organic with the nylon string guitar.  I gave him two versions which he generously incorporated into the song.  Seagull is a gifted writer, performer, and producer, and what a great privilege and honor to work with him and the mysterious Snowflake.
Here more of Seagull's fine creativity @farout-music-studio
Lyrics for "Miracles; Nothing Stand In Our Way"

There is too much talking
And there is nothing left to say
They say faith can move mountains
On my knees I start to pray

Too close for comfort
And too blind to see
It’s black and white, there’s no color
Something coming over me

Heard a voice calling out my name
Time to change we can’t remain the same

It’s a road less traveled
On a path to better times
All that glitters isn’t gold
Gotta read between the lines

Used to getting what we want
Still don’t realize what we need
We keep burning the midnight oil
Just to satisfy our greed

Heard a voice calling out my name
Time to change we can’t remain the same

The weight is getting heavy
Nothing ever stays the same
Evolution is the cross we bare
And the price we have to pay

When we stop our sleeping
When we finally wake
We’ll be turning water into wine
Nothing standing in our way

Heard a voice calling out my name
Time to change, we can’t remain the same
Miracles happen every day
What was impossible fades away

When we stop our sleeping
When we finally wake
We’ll be turning water into wine
Nothing standing in our way

Nothing Stand In Our Way(Snowflake; vocal, Seagull; guitars, synths, David; nylon-string guitars)

Blooming Flowers

Funk Rock Town / Paploviante 2022
Paploviante Slap Bass, Music, Picture and Mix Mastering

Funk Rock Town - Paploviante

https://dominiquelebars1.bandcamp.com/track/pas-glop

Pas glop, 
J' t' aimais bien mon petit humain 
Pas glop,
 On dirait bien que c' est la fin 
Papillons éphémères dans un ciel d'été lointain

Pas Glop - Guit Solo

Music written by Val Akey and Kontra Sz.
Kontra Sz plays all guitars.
Val Akey: drums, bass, keys programming in DAW (mix and master).

Many thanks Kontra for your wonderful guitar play and your contribution!
Please visit: https://soundcloud.com/kontra-sz
There is a great video created by Kontra Sz for this song. You can watch it here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IqZ2lc2GHQ4

Release date: 18 November 2022

Slow River (collab)

With an analog vibe in mind, and inspired by the CERN collider. The Large Hadron Collider (LHC) is the world’s largest and most powerful particle accelerator. It first started up on 10 September 2008, and remains the latest addition to CERN’s accelerator complex. The LHC consists of a 27-kilometre ring of superconducting magnets with a number of accelerating structures to boost the energy of the particles along the way.

There are those that maintain that CERN has open up portals to other realms. An interesting possibility at the very least.

The Endmills

Music & Lyrics: Jan Schonander
Guitar: Davy Vance https://soundcloud.com/skub1955 

TURN TO BURN

It’s getting better 
Getting better all the time
I’ll bide my time
I’m stepping back, it’s not a crime

It’s getting better
Getting better all the time
It’s way too heavy
And when I get my way, their gonna have to pay

When we get there 
I’ll trip and hop
I’ll step and dance
Do the jig
I’ll be singing la la la la la
La la la la la
And when we get there
I’ll trip and hop
I’ll step and dance
I’ll be singing

It’s my turn
My turn to burn
My turn in the spotlight
My turn to shine bright
Time to get what I want
Time to get what I need
It’s my turn
Time to leave things behind
My turn to burn
My turn to burn

When I get there
I’ll scream and shout
I’ll be bursting
Lose myself
I’ll be singing la la la la la
La la la la la
And when we get there
All of us
Both you and me
We’ll all be singing

It’s my turn
My turn to burn
My turn in the spotlight
My turn to shine bright
Time to get what I want
Time to get what I need
It’s my turn
My turn to burn
My turn to burn
My turn to burn
It’s my turn

Turn To Burn

Turn To Burn | Davy Vance 🎸

Memory

The Vociferous Mapping Of Your Unlikely Future
https://nomatesensemble.bandcamp.com/album/the-vociferous-mapping-of-your-unlikely-future

So after 18 months, 50 musicians, artists and poets, 100’s of files, several innocent bystanders and of course some beautiful dogs and cats and I am proud to announce the debut album from Then She Reaches For The Gun. 
It’s been an immense pleasure to work with all this amazing talent! 
The album is titled The Vociferous Mapping Of Your Unlikely Future and features 10 tracks with the final track featuring every single one of the contributors somewhere in its 21 minutes : ) 
Here is the full credit list:
Adam Meredith - Voice
Anita Hustas - Double Bass
Agnostura Elwar - Electronica/Guitar/Piano
Antonella Eye Porcelluzzi - Voice 
Ariad Music- Clarinet/Percussion/Piano
Axel Weiß- Guitar 
Bellai Pelegrim - Electronica
Brendan Corey Benson - Guitar
Carolyn Wigston -Voice
Chicago Word Brigade - Synth/Noise/Poetry/Voice/Voice Guitar
Dane Renshaw - Drums
Dani Kirby - Piano/Voice
Dough Factory - Electronica
ElectroTrek - Vibes Synth/Voice
Fake Stereo Machine - Field Recordings
Frank Wilke - Trombone/Trumpet/Voice
Garbage Truck Disco - Guitar/Pixies Tribute
Gary Rees - Voice
Glenn Ward - Beats/Guitar/Voice
Gonzalo Serrano - Acoustic/Electronic Drums
Holy Shitshow - Digital Strings
Hverheij - Electronica/Guitar/Nursery Rhyme Glockenspiel/Voice
Ilaria Boffa - Poetry/Voice
Juan A Miñana - Electronics/Noise
Life in The Movies - Electronic Percussion/Synths
MatVee - Beats
Martin Pozdrowicz - Organ/Pad
Muterial -Electronica
My Nocturnal Twin - Guitar
Nosensend - Synths
Paolo D’Emilio - Poetry/Voice
Paul Miller - Beats/Keyboards/Synth Bass/Voice
Phil Bywater - Tenor Saxophone
Primaloop -Drums
PuppetXeno- Guitar/Synths
Raöulfr Maganhar - Field Recordings/Voice
TexMex Shaman - Guitar/Talkbox
The Windscale Blues Experiment - Saxophones
Thomas Bergheim - Bass/Guitar/Keyboard
Timothy Korstad - Electronica/Poetry/Voice
Tuonela - Drones/Electronica
Widar’s Spiritual Front - Electronica/Percussion
W:I:L-o’ the-wisp - Double Bass/Guitar/Keyboards
Wüst - Electronica
Vartch - Disco/Noise/Synths/Voice
Yui Nikaido- Voice

Hacho, Lola, Neska, Senna, and Yoda - Barks/Hisses/Meows/Purrs/Howls and Heavy Breathing

Mat Ward - Arrangements/Beats/Bass/Digital Orchestration//Field Recordings/Intonarumori/Noise/Percussion/Piano/Voice

Mark Rothko Sex Toys Pt 2(Current Tasmanian Business Speak Mix)

Another composition recorded before the war. I hope one day I will return to my home studio. Any support from you is much appreciated on these extremely hard times for our country, our family. 
I could have recorded much new music for the last 9 months... unless russians came to our yard to "save" us with their tanks, missiles, bombs and war planes at 4 a.m. on Feb 24th. And yes, they saved us from our house, from our normal life, from our dreams and plans. They saved my elderly parents from their home and peaceful life in retiring, saved my daughter from happy childhood, from school, from her friends and vacation by the sea. We'll never forget and never forgive it! I'm sure that russia will get what it deserves - each rocket they launch on Ukraine will turn to another 10 years of disaster for their cowardly people.
 Special thanks to Houman (@houmans) for mastering the track! Please check out his wonderful soundtracks.
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Gone

(Free WAV Download available here under '••• More'; and eventually, as part of a future solo album)

Greetings my friends. I admit up front, this is a strange write-up… culminating from years of trying to navigate a world that no longer makes sense to me. And maybe that’s a good thing. We all needed a wake up call to just how ineffective and unsustainable it all is? And the last few years have provided examples of that… in abundance. 

Speaking of abundance (or in this case, lack thereof), Cheer and I have been discussing this one a lot lately; specifically in regards to the shops and restaurants we frequent. I finally gave up on building a DIY, music-centric desk I designed, because none of the local hardware stores had enough of the pieces in stock. We’ve watched our favorite Romaine lettuce disappear from the shelves, to be replaced by something half the size and twice the cost. Several of our favorite restaurants have closed permanently, and the wait times at others is painfully long now. 

Apparently, shop and restaurant owners can’t get anybody to work for $15/hr when it costs $30/hr to afford rent and groceries now. (How could we have ever predicted or prevented that? One might speculate.)

It’s enough to make the average mind go a little panicky. “Why don’t you have that in stock?”, ‘Why did the price on this just double overnight?”, “Why have we been waiting for 20 minutes just for the menus?”. All of these are very real, and very concerning… specifically if we never stop to question how much of that thinking is the result of being programmed to think like consumers our whole lives.

How often have you heard a commercial say something along the lines of “You deserve this because you are worth it.” Or “You should fear this. And our product/service can protect you.” Or “You should take this prescription, despite the list of side effects being longer than the list of benefits.”

I suggest we ask ourselves ‘Am I thinking with the mind of a consumer right now?’, and then be very willing to let those developing thoughts roll around in our heads for a while. 

Cheer and I concluded (with minor alarm) that we are both profoundly brainwashed by ‘consumer’ thinking; and it shows every time we feel a sense of panic in the store. Sure, things are a bit more scarce than they were 5 years ago… but does anyone (old enough) remember 30 years ago, when the stores contained half of what they offer now? (And none of us were freaking out over a lack of choices then). How about a time when you couldn’t have something shipped to your door overnight (many of us can still remember a time when 6-8 weeks was a decent shipping window).

Maybe the path to changing this paradigm is for us to get out of that ‘consumer’ thinking, and focus more on a ‘grateful for all the amazing things we have’ kind of thinking. I can still go to the store and choose from an abundance of fruits and vegetables, a teetering display of chips and dips, a bevy of beers from around the world. There are still more choices than my simple brain truly wants to think through, even if they are sold out of the Smoked Salmon and Ketchup flavored Cheetos I was specifically looking for.

So my plan going forward is to TASER myself (at least psychologically) every time I catch my brain being consumery. And the goal is to reach a point where I’m not thinking “It’s not fair my favorite restaurant closed.”, but instead thinking “How cool is it that I had that experience; and got to support the family that owned and worked that restaurant.” 

We’ve reached some critical tipping points that are well on their way to determining our future; and I believe a healthy attitude (dipped in gratitude) is the thing that’s going to keep us from gnawing each other’s faces off over the long haul. Them’s my weird thoughts for the day. Take em with a grain of salt (assuming the store carries the brand you like). I hope you enjoy my latest musical offering, ‘I’ll See It When I Believe It”. :)

WTF! The Musical

I'll See It When I Believe It

LOL it is WHAT it is

1st verse : https://www.looperman.com/acapellas?mid=Bustep
2nd verse : @Servilious
Instrumental track : Mahan²

Arranged, produced and recorded @ Pahlavi Sound Studios, Los Angeles, CA, USA 12/05/2022

LOL it is WHAT it is (feat. KIDDIE & Servilious)

Ahnk  Aten (TL)

Taken from the forth-coming album Tales of Generation X the final frontier is a science fiction inspired space rock odyssey inspired by my 
love of the cosmos and my fascination with ufos and unexplained events ,this song went though many different forms and mixes eventually i got my friend the producer Russ sinfield to mix and master the track and also add a proper percussion section ,we also rebuilt the middle 8 which i call the star section and what you here is what we decided to release
written and produced. by Jim Manser
mixed and mastered by Russ sinfield
percussion by russ sinfield
visual video by Jim Manser made using storm and node tools
watch the inte-rsteller lyric video on youtube https://youtu.be/A7PIen-5U1Q

the video link

The final frontier [watch the  video on youtube]

Brain Diver

Introduction in English:

A good thirty years ago I had a partner who had strict Catholic parents. She had four brothers who married in the strict Catholic spirit during the time we were together. 
I loved the free, unbridled, wild dancing at that time. But at those weddings, any passion was contained in a rigid religious call-and-dance ceremonial.   
My "salvation" was Bosza, a Croatian woman overflowing with warmth, cordiality and impetuous liveliness. She was the wife of my then partner's uncle, who himself had fled to Berlin decades ago from the all-suppressing Catholic morality.
And with Bosza I danced half the night away at the weddings. Most people hated us for it. But we were passionate soul mates.
After I separated from my former partner, I lost sight of Bosza for the last ten years. 
Until I received a year ago over a brother of my ex-partner by WhatsApp the message that Bosza had died with not even seventy years. 
When I received this news, I had to cry spontaneously. And out of this sadness, but also out of gratitude for the great living time together at the otherwise dead weddings, this tribute to this wonderful woman was created. A woman who burned from both ends of the candle, and like most who do, do not grow very old.

Lyrics (for those, who don`t speak German)

Bosza

Shaved grass
Orgies of order in excess

Everything symmetrical
The cleanliness fetish

The compulsive cult replaces pleasure and fun

I come there to such a festival
Where they leave farts in gold seals

On the dance floors brooms
Heart-decored straw creatures

The atmosphere is arctic chilled

There you just jumped in brazenly
Loud, exuberant and soft

Created a little warmth niche
In this enchanted ice princess realm

Oh Bosza, Oh Bosza, Oh Bosza
You Know!

Fish grette leftovers at the cat table
On my lap a spoiled quiche

The life in bottles
With permanent stop tabs

The children are domesticated

The meeting train on a railway track
On which is written "Untraceable travelled"

No door handles
The eye salute empty

A glass bell lies on the sea of people

Through you came healing cracks
The gowns mutated into a dress
Stock fishes began to wag
The mood of forbiddance deflated

Ooh Bosza, Ooh Bosza, Ooh Bosza
You know!

Deutscher Originaltext:

Bosza

Kahlgeschorenes Gras
Ordnungsorgien im Übermaß

Alles symmetrisch
Der Sauberkeitsfetisch

Der Zwangskult ersetzt Lust und Spaß

Komme dort auf so ein Fest
Auf dem man Fürze in Goldplomben lässt

Auf den Tanzflächen Besen
Herzentkernte Stroh-Wesen

Die Atmosphäre ist arktisch gekühlt

Da bist Du einfach dreist reingesprungen
laut, überbordend und weich

Schufst eine kleine Wärmenische
In diesem verwunschenen Eisprinzessinnen-Reich

Oh Bosza, Oh Bosza, Oh Bosza
You Know!

Fischgreten-Reste am Katzentisch
Auf meinem Schoß ne' verdorbene Quiche

Das Leben in Flaschen
Mit Dauerstop-Laschen

Die Kinder sind domestiziert

Der Begegnungszug auf einem Gleis
Auf dem steht „Unauffindbar verreist“

Keine Türklinken
Der Augengruß leer

Eine Glasglocke liegt auf dem Menschenmeer

Durch Dich kamen heilsame Risse
Die Talare mutierten zum Kleid
Stockfische begannen zu wedeln
Die Stimmung von Verboten entbleit

Ooh Bosza, Ooh Bosza, Ooh Bosza
You know!

Bosza

Boza

Nights in Palm Beach / Paploviante 2022
Paploviante Bass, Music, Picture and Mix Mastering
Vocals : www.Ghosthack.de
Lyrics:
- Verse One -
Do you remember when we were carefree?
When we didn't listen to no body
Do you remember the nights in Palm Beach?
I do
- Pre Chorus -
Walking underneath the palm trees
Figuring out what sights to see
Wondering where we'll get our next drink
I know
- Chorus -
Well I don't care
as long as I am with you
We could take on the whole town
So tell me if you're down
I can bring you to
- Verse Two -
Do you remember when we were at our best?
When any comments said were left on read
Do you remember the nights in Key West
I do
- Pre Chorus -
Walking underneath the palm trees
Figuring out what sights to see
Wondering where we'll get our next drink
I know
- Chorus -
Well I don't care
as long as I am with you
We could take on the whole town
So tell me if you're down
I can bring you to

Nights In Palm Beach - Paploviante

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=euBkGChgOC8

J' suis pas à la bourre
Et j' ai pas les boules
J' suis à la Bourboule

La Bourboule

track from Humanfobia 2022 EP: "PHENOMENA" free download this track and the full Ep from 4 alternative links:
- https://humanfobia-official.bandcamp.com/album/phenomena-ep-2022
- https://archive.org/details/humanfobia-phenomena
- https://freemusicarchive.org/music/Humanfobia/phenomena
- https://hearthis.at/humanfobia/set/2022-phenomena-ep/

//stream on spotify: 
https://open.spotify.com/album/41yB4klA1zQ1VY7QR4Dkrm

music by Sábila Orbe. 
vocals by Mist Spectra.

PHENOMENA

▼⚡JENNIFER'S Δ TELEPATHY⚡▼

Piece inspired by romanticism in the city: love within concrete walls, poetry beneath artificial light...

Three vocal parts (translated lyrics below) became in very different moods in the songwriter phase, so I couldn't fit them in the same tempo. Working hard on transitions, I got the following solution:

Intro: ad libitum
A: 6/4 & 5/4 at 147bpm
B: 4/4 at 220bpm
C: 4/4 at 293bpm

Such ABC pattern is repeated twice, structured with some city scenes, and 2nd 'C' part includes a guitar soloing lesson by https://soundcloud.com/paco-ray, old friend of mine, technical consultor and personal luthier ;)

Pic: edited photo taken from home studio window where I recorded some city sounds for the track.

LETRA / LYRICS:

DAS VIDA A MI CIUDAD      /      YOU GIVE LIFE TO MY CITY

En la ciudad donde vivo,     /   In the city where I live,
llena de romanticismo,       /   full of romanticism,
el cariño que has perdido    /   the affection you have lost,
ven a buscarlo conmigo.      /   come to look for it with me.

Las farolas en la acera,    /    The lamps along the sidewalk,
con su fija alternativa,    /    with their constant alternation,
iluminan, no iluminan,      /    illuminate, do not illuminate,
el escenario de mi vida.     /   the stage of my life.

Entre bloques de hormigón,   /   Among blocks of concrete,
somos capaces de pedir perdón. / we are able to apologize.
Entre bloques de hormigón,   /   Among blocks of concrete,
somos capaces de sentir amor. /  we are able to feel love.

Caminando sobre asfalto,   /     Walking on asphalt,
abrazado a tu cadera,     /      held on your hip,
entre coches aparcados,     /    amid parked cars,
duerme la ciudad entera.    /    the entire city sleeps.

Eres tú toda la vida      /      You are all the life
que esta ciudad necesita,   /    that this city needs,
compartiendo cada esquina,   /   sharing every corner,
calles de melancolía...     /    streets of melancholy...

Entre bloques de hormigón,   /   Among blocks of concrete,
somos capaces de pedir perdón. / we are able to apologize.
Entre bloques de hormigón,   /   Among blocks of concrete,
somos capaces de sentir amor.  / we are able to feel love.

ER21HC01 - (C) Ruizzo 1995 - (R) Francés Records;) 2014

Das vida a mi ciudad (2nd solo by Paco Ray)

Song about love as a shelter against inclemency of life (translated lyrics below).

By means of some weather sounds, I oppose precise dark parts to more colored ones, with serious work till 3:25 when I had fun jamming, so you can skip to 4:20 & enjoy great outro !!

Clarinet was borrowed from my sister for summer practice. Reed & keywork managing is difficult for a beginner, & home cohabitance was set on serious risk, but with painful effort I got something presentable, or so I hope, as not willing to repeat soon...

Pic: edited eyefish photo taken by my other sister during one of my hard summer rehearsals.

LETRAS / LYRICS

ENTRA SIN MIEDO / COME IN WITHOUT FEAR

Fuera hay truenos; / Outside there are thunders;
entra sin miedo. / come in without fear.

Fuera hay viento; / Outside there is wind;
entra corriendo. / come rush in.

Soy tu refugio protector; / I am your protective shelter;
entre mis brazos estarás mejor: / whithin my arms you’ll be better:
ven a buscar mi calor. / come to find my warmth.

Dentro hay fuego; / Inside there is fire;
entra a verlo. / come in to see it.

Dentro te espero, / Inside I wait for you,
entra sin miedo. / come in without fear.

ER22HC02 - (C) Ruizzo 1995 - (R) Francés Records;) 2014

Entra sin miedo (No clarinet was harmed)

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)

original song, electronic based with vocals

down and round

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)

Track shows a very delicate theme and a quite hard-riffed part, both alternating and finally flowing up to an endless symphonic dream (words are half a poem I wrote previously (not these, but lyrics below)).

Letra  /  Translated lyrics:

No despiertes (Sólo un sueño)  /  Don’t you wake up (Only a dream)

No... despierta... no... no despiertes  /  No ... wake up ... no ... don’t you wake up
no, cuidado... no despiertes, na na na na na...  /  no, take care ... don’t you wake up, na na na na na…
... despierta al fin y date cuenta  /  ... wake up at last and realize
de que todo ha sido un sueño, na na na na na...  /  everything has been a dream, na na na na na...

Una vez más, nervios y resentimiento,  /  Once again, nerves and resentment,
todo en mi vida es sueño, sólo ha sido eso.  /  everything in my life is a dream, it has only been so.

Y de nuevo, con el tiempo,  /  And again, with time,
incubando un nuevo sueño,  /  incubating a new dream,
me voy hundiendo en mis propios brazos,  /  I am sinking in my own arms,
me acuno, me canto y me voy acostumbrando...  /  cradle myself, sing to myself and get used...

Otro escenario, otros personajes,  /  Another stage, other characters,
la misma historia, na na na na na...  /  the same story, na na na na na...
que durará un día, un milenio,  /  which will last one day, a millenium,
toda mi vida, na na na na na...  /  all my life, na na na na na...

Pero sin duda vendrán a despertarme  /  But undoubtedly the laughs of people
las risas de la gente, alguna tarde.  /  will come to wake me up, any evening.

Y entonces, con miedo...  /  And then, fearfully...

No... despierta… no… no despiertes (…)  /  No ... wake up ... no ... don’t you wake up (…)

No despiertes (Sólo un sueño)

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