Name: To War by DJ Muzzle
Duration: 4 min 22 s
Description: An EDM track with Jeff Wayne intro sampled.

You are the creator of a variety of soundtracks. The breadth of your production has pushed me back.

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Breath pops on the main vocals are soooo bad. !!!!!!!

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Let It Be So

An EDM track with Jeff Wayne intro sampled.

To War

The Sound Of My Spirits

For those who like a little peace & quiet now and then 😊🙏

Free download if you like it :)

Thank you for listening ♥

Serenity

Clear And Present Collaboration
Paploviante 2022: Music, Bass, Mix, Picture and Production
IPG1 : Verses
@ipg1
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/clear-and-present-vox-97-bpm-1

Clear And Present
Chorus
I’m on a mission—— so hold tight and feel the vibe 
A new direction——- but still Going to keep it live 
And if you’re itching —-to turn up the volume fine 
Crank it and listen ——-cause I’m about to blow your mind
Verse1
No mistakes —-never hesitate 
No glory—— no prize—— no lives at stake 
I’m gonna keep the faith no matter what it takes 
and it’s peace over war—— so I stay awake
—-🎵Watch every step I take ——plan every move I make 
I was built for love—— and not the hate 🎵
I go hard ——-so why hesitate 
this is the winning team ——time to elevate
—-Got The mindset ——let’s negotiate 
games Tight—-that’s right ——it’s Make or break 
follow me into the light ——time to elevate
another day another night —-nah—-it’s never too late 
to create —-understand and fascinate 
eat it up ——ask for more ——tasty—— scrape your plate 
is gravy to me—— I’mer keep it straight 
everything else ——is a piece of cake
Answer the calls—— from the voices inside of me 
follow the signs ——-that lead to my destiny 
it might take some time ——for all to see 
Fluorescent writing on the wall—-like graffiti 
infusing the track with—- positive energy 
once of paper——— it’s vocal currency 
skill level ——Stone Cold —-A—-prodigy ——-
that’s my legacy——- building a dynasty
Chorus
Never walk the straight narrow —-choose the rules that I obey
forgive and forget (ha—-)that might happen someday 
don’t follow the crowd —-and needless to say 
I try not to —-let my ego ——get in the way 
I’m thankful although—-I don’t kneel and pray 
And I’m truly blessed —-y’all know I’m set in my ways 
but thank you Lord —-for another blessing today 
in the meantime ——-please try to meet me halfway 
please try to meet me halfway
Chorus
Verse1

Clear And Present - IPG1 and Paploviante Collaboration

Wicked (She Is)

Georg Trakl (1887-1914) was an Austrian Expressionist poet with strong Symbolist influences. 
The following poem "Der Spaziergang" ( "The Walk") was written in 1913.

A big Thank You to The Neighbor for playing this wonderful solo-guitar.

The picture shows a detail of „Astronaut“, ink on paper, 2020 by Gregor Kalus



See translation (mainly by machine) below


Der Spaziergang

1
Musik summt im Gehölz am Nachmittag. 
Im Korn sich ernste Vogelscheuchen drehn. 
Holunderbüsche sacht am Weg verwehn; 
Ein Haus zerflimmert wunderlich und vag.

In Goldnem schwebt ein Duft von Thymian,
 Auf einem Stein steht eine heitere Zahl. 
Auf einer Wiese spielen Kinder Ball, 
Dann hebt ein Baum vor dir zu kreisen an.

Du träumst: Die Schwester kämmt ihr blondes Haar, 
Auch schreibt ein ferner Freund dir einen Brief.
 Ein Schober fliegt durchs Grau vergilbt und schief 
Und manchmal schwebst du leicht und wunderbar.

2
Die Zeit verrinnt. O süßer Helios! 
O Bild im Krötentümpel süß und klar;
 Im Sand versinkt ein Eden wunderbar.
 Goldammern wiegt ein Busch in seinem Schoß.

Ein Bruder stirbt dir in verwunschnem Land 
Und stählern schaun dich seine Augen an.
 In Goldnem dort ein Duft von Thymian. 
Ein Knabe legt am Weiler einen Brand.

Die Liebenden in Faltern neu erglühn 
Und schaukeln heiter hin um Stein und Zahl. 
Aufflattern Krähen um ein ekles Mahl
 Und deine Stirne tost durchs sanfte Grün.

Im Dornenstrauch verendet weich ein Wild. 
Nachgleitet dir ein heller Kindertag, 
Der graue Wind, der flatterhaft und vag 
Verfallne Düfte durch die Dämmerung spült.

3
Ein altes Wiegenlied macht dich sehr bang. 
Am Wegrand fromm ein Weib ihr Kindlein stillt. 
Traumwandelnd hörst Du wie ihr Bronnen quillt. 
Aus Apfelzweigen fällt ein Weiheklang.

Und Brot und Wein sind süß von harten Mühn. 
Nach Früchten tastet silbern deine Hand. 
Die tote Rahel geht durchs Ackerland. 
Mit friedlicher Geberde winkt das Grün.

Gesegnet auch blüht armer Mägde Schoß, 
Die träumend dort am alten Brunnen stehn. 
Einsame froh auf stillen Pfaden gehn
 Mit Gottes Kreaturen sündelos.

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The Walk

1
Music hums in the grove in the afternoon. 
Serious scarecrows turn in the corn. 
Elder bushes gently drift along the path; 
A house flickers whimsically and vaguely.

In gold floats a scent of thyme, 
On a stone stands a cheerful number.
 In a meadow children play ball, 
Then a tree in front of you begins to circle.

You are dreaming: Your sister combs her blonde hair, 
Also a distant friend writes you a letter. 
A rick flies through the grey yellowed and crooked 
And sometimes you float gently and wonderfully.

2
Time slips away. O sweet Helios! 
O image in the toad-pool sweet and clear; 
In the sand an Eden sinks wonderful.
 A bush cradles yellowhammers in its lap.

A brother dies to thee in a haunted land 
And steely his eyes gaze at you. 
In gold there a fragrance of thyme.
 A boy sets fire to the hamlet.

The lovers glow anew in butterflies 
And sway cheerfully around stone and number. 
Crows flutter up around a disgusting meal 
And your forehead thunders through the mellow green.

In the thorny bush a deer dies a soft death. 
After you glides a bright child's day, 
The grey wind that flutters and vaguely washes 
Decaying scents through the twilight.

3
An old lullaby makes you very anxious. 
By the wayside a woman piously nurses her child. 
Dreamwalking you hear how her fountains gush. 
From apple branches falls a sober consecration sound.

And bread and wine are sweet from hard toil. 
Your silver hand gropes for fruit.
 The dead Rachel walks through the farmland. 
The green beckons with a peaceful gesture.

Blessed also blossoms the bosom of poor maidens, 
Who stand there dreaming by the old well. 
Lonely ones gladly walk the silent paths
Amongst God's creatures without sin.

Der Spaziergang (Trakl, 1913) ft The Neighbor

The fair-haired daughter of Demeter has been kidnapped by the dour Lord of Tartarus, Hades, later called by the Romans Dis. And indeed the name fits: as in Dis-appointed, Dis-consolate, Dis-heartened, Dis-harmonious, and even Dis-peptic! Those of us who knew and loved her raise our lament to All-Father Zeus: and at last, feeling merciful (or merely annoyed by our continual yammering) sends Hermes to bring her back. I tag along. The commands of Zeus are not to be gainsaid, but alas, our fair Persephone has eaten some pomegranate seeds and must spend part of the year in Hell. She follows us back to the upper world of sunlight and connectedness and joy, however alloyed they may sometimes be. Here is where Orpheus fouled up, but I have the benefit of the immortal advice of Satchel Paige: "Never look back. Somethin' might be gainin' on ya."

Persephone

The stones of its watery tomb emerge, and its heartbeat recalls the echo of ancient stories.

This is the Guadalperal Dolmen, flooded by the waters of the reservoir, emerges in years of intense drought, reminding us how human beings ignore their history.

STONE ECHOES

Zero Point N.R.G.

Live recorded track with Analog Rytm mk2 and Digitakt + added fx

Luna's Recipe For The Condemned

International traveller, back in the UK and raring to share my types of influence in my sets. Anything goes as long as you are dancing eh?
Big shout outs to all who follow me ! 😉👌🦾💕💖

To War

DJ Muzzle

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