Trinco - 29 - 3-2023

Sarajevo, recorded on the street at the gate, circa 21.00.
To learn more about the musical history of these kind of Adhans -see
https://folkways-media.si.edu/docs/folkways/magazine/2014_fall_winter/Muslim-Call-to-Prayer.pdf

Adhan 20 - 4-2023 - Gazi Husrev Begova Džamija

For Emily

A Memory of a bye gone time
She Said
Lyrics
She Said
What Are You Having ?
I Said
Newcastle Brown
Her Eyes Crocodilian Shadows
She Said
Shall We Sit Down ?
She Said
Do You Sing ?
I Said
Only Underground
Chorus
She Left Her Entourage To Decay
They Starred At Us Through A Puzzled Kind Of Haze
And Whos The New Guy Making Her Smile
They Hadnt Seen Her Face Lift For A While

Venus In Furs
The Furs Have All gone
The Only Thing Left Is A Harmonium Song
There Was A Vegetative Peace On Manchesters Streets
When The Powder Keg Was Lying At Your Feet
There Was A Vegetative Peace On Manchesters Streets
When The Powder Keg Was Within Your Reach
And Your Hair Used To Be Bleached 
And Now Your Lying Somewhere 
Out Of Reach
Chorus
End

She Said

PANIC.- cover

Selfish Gluttonous Jerk

`"Je ne connais rien aux Mandarines Radio edit"


J’aime pas l’silence 
Que fait ton absence,
C’est le même silence 
Les dimanches 
Après l’départ 
Des enfants en vacances
Du condamné 
Avant sa sentence 
Il y a quelque chose en toi 
D’étrange
Et qui pourtant
Jamais me dérange…..
 
Je n’connais rien aux mandarines
La marche du monde
M’est invisible
Assis sur le toit
De mes ruines 
J’me sens parfois 
Comme inutile, 
J’aimerais tellement 
Qu’tu m’imagines
Assis ailleurs 
Que sur des ruines, 
Un super héros 
Toi ma queen 
Dans un monde 
Même pas t’imagines 
 
Je n’comprends rien aux mandarines
A vos regards méchants, inutiles
Momo dit :
Que les crétins sont nombreux dans cette ville
Mais leur répondre, ce serait vraiment trop puéril
Il y a quelque chose en toi 
D’étrange
Et qui pourtant
Jamais me dérange…..
 
Je n’connais rien aux mandarines, 
La marche du monde
M’est invisible, 
Assis sur le toit 
De mes ruines 
J’me sens parfois 
Comme inutile, 
Elle dit : 
Moi je t’aime bien
Sur ton tas de ruines 
Ta drôle de vie, elle m’émoustille, 
J’aime pas les zéros, 
Ni les queens
Mais je t’aime bien 
Même inutile 
 
MoMo Dit ( Mots Maudits 😝?)
Je n’comprends rien aux mandarines
A vos regards méchants, inutiles
Momo dit :
Que les crétins sont nombreux dans cette ville
Mais leur répondre, ce serait vraiment trop puéril
Les pacotilles sont pas des jonquilles 
Des mecs trop cons, trop moches qui rendent les femmes frigides

!"Je n'connais rien aux Mandarines (Radio Edit HD) Guitar/Cello/Erhu "L'Homme Bleu" BONUS TRACK

Vocal performance by the wonderful @diamondlajolie
REIMAGINED BY BOXY

[ d o w n l o a d a b l e ]

Brilliant Aura ACAPPELLA (Featuring diamondlajolie)

Where does love go? we seem to be born with a natural love for others..color blind..culture blind..and then we make teams/chose sides/wear uniforms. and lose empathy/common sense..
We need to remember the instinctual love and bond we have for and with each other if we hope to overcome the bombardment of self serving false narratives we get everyday on social media/news/political speeches ...


lyrics

went to bed last night and woke up in a dream
don't recall the details but it seemed so real
I was standing in a dark room in a cold wet sweat
not a sound to be heard, not a touch to be felt
and I thought to myself as I stood there alone
this must be earth and I was chilled to the bone

then I saw a blue light shimmering up ahead
I could see it was warm and I could feel it was strong
and I knew it had the power to push back the night
If I could only find a way to give it a chance
the light was the love trapped deep inside me
I had to find a way to set it free
the more I thought about it, the more I looked inside
I realized the key was me


now I stand in the morning sun but I am still cold and wet
surrounded by some many like me looking for the light
trying to find a way to push back the night

is the love that we seek just a blue light in a dream
or is it buried in our hearts waiting to be freed
we made it captive to our fears
we starved it with our greed
it strains to break the chains that we shackled to its feet

love is something we're all born with
it's ours to use or lose
it just gets hidden by our weakness and fear
trust in yourself and in all those around you
let the light shine bright and push back the night

where does the love go??

Daily Recommended Dose Of Crisis

snowflakes tapping Morse code
on the fogged-up window skin
you wear my sweater like a spell
and the room leans in to listen

kettle sings in crooked tune
radiator rattles like it knows
we’re hiding from the calendar
in our pile of woolen shadows

yeah, the world’s a frozen postcard
but you melt the corners slow
we drift like two lost molecules
in a cup of swirling cocoa

your laugh shakes dust from the ceiling
mine echoes back in strange, warm tones
we build a fort of mismatched blankets
and crown ourselves the quiet throne

outside, the wind howls theories
about how small we are
but in here we’re a warm distortion
pressed soft against the cold guitar

Light Between the Pines

A multi instrumentalist who makes music.

#covers #originals #allgenres

Selfish Gluttonous Jerk

Wrath of Arminius