winter 2025

Daily Drops

Thomas GT

Vocals

Shock the Algorithm

Good Old Days

We all got them, some just can’t be seen……………cheers for having a listen


A constant reminder
A memory from afar
Now etched in time
My permanent scars

There’s another side to me
That you don’t really know
But if you look real hard
There’s a story to be told

And if it’s not what you wanna see
You can look away
They’re always gonna be there
My scars are here to stay

They been years in the making
Star of their own show
I can’t ask them to leave
Like me they got nowhere to go

A constant reminder
A memory from afar
Now etched in time
My permanent scars

My Scars

Relaxing song with sweet clarinet solo. 
Picture was made in Vlissingen, the Netherlands.

Sweet dreams, collected relaxing music

sweet dreams

--English translation after the French text--
Écoute le vent qui emporte le bruit du port et des bateaux
Il murmure des secrets des histoires et des mots nouveaux
Ombres du passé, un  rêve d’avenir, le cœur qui balance peur (et) désir  
La mer agitée, l’écume grise, comme  destin à saisir
 
Les vagues  emporteront  les larmes, les larmes passées
Restent à quai  toutes celles qu’on n’ a pas encore versées
Écoute le vent qui rapporte au loin le cri des cormorans
Plainte stridente dans le silence  des flots mourants de l'océan 

Marins éternels, maudits par la vie, nous traînons nos  chaînes, asservis
Prisonniers d'un cycle sans fin, âmes errantes cherchent sa vie  
Écoute le vent il nous dit qu’il faudra partir	 
Que not’ temps est compté, naufragés  de nos désirs	 

Machine translation:
Listen to the wind that carries the noise of the port and the boats
It whispers secrets, stories and new words
Shadows of the past, a dream of the future, the heart that swings fear (and) desire
The rough sea, the gray foam, like a destiny to seize

The waves will carry away the tears, the past tears
All those that have not yet been shed remain at the quay
Listen to the wind that brings back the cry of the cormorants from afar
Shrill complaint in the silence of the dying waves of the ocean

Eternal sailors, cursed by life, we drag our chains, enslaved
Prisoners of an endless cycle, wandering souls seek their life
Listen to the wind it tells us that we will have to leave
That our time is numbered, shipwrecked of our desires






   



 





Ecoute le vent

Based on a collaboration of Indii Wild Moon and Nathaniel Ehrnman found here:
 
https://soundcloud.com/nathaniel-ehrnman/blue-september

Blue September

There are many versions and different traditions of the story of the Magi and about their journey. And about their origin. Pictured on the cover is a drawing found in the 'Catalan Atlas,' a map of the world dated to the late 14th century. Pictured here are the three kings. The caption reads: “This province is called Tarshish, from which came the Three Wise Kings, and they came to Bethlehem in Judaea with their gifts and worshipped Jesus Christ, and they are entombed in the city of Cologne two days journey from Bruges.”
But where was the city (or the country) called Tarshish (Tarsis, Tharsis), whose king was already mentioned in Psalm 72?
No one, exactly, knows.

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I recorded the guitar part in 2018, when bought a Guild (my Washburn had become mute ...), so the track has a lot of noise and imperfections. Then there were several attempts to organize the piece and arrange it. This could be the last one. It came rather long and slow. But long and slow was also that improbable (and hardly true) journey - perhaps one could imagine it by closing the eyes and listening to the music.

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Composed by Michele Ansani (2018-2024).
Bansuri is courtesy of Aaroh; female vocals of Function Loops.
posted on SoundCloud: 2024, December 31

Traveling from Tarshish to Bethlehem * 🎧

The second track from my Echoes From The Wastelands EP!
And the first track to feature sounds from my new synth, the Arturia Microfreak!

Guitars used:
Gibson Les Paul Studio 
Yamaha Revstar 
Fender Precision Bass 

Novation Launchkey 49 MK3 midi keyboard 

Plugins used:
Tonex - Mesa Boogie Reference Signature Collection
Neural DSP Mesa Boogie MKiiC+ suite
Line 6 Helix Native
Arturia Analog Lab V
Spitfire Audio - BBC Symphony Orchestra 
Spitfire Audio - Labs Cassette Synth
Drums - EZ Drummer 3 - Dark Industrial 

Cover photo generated by A.I. 

Bandits

Indie. Dream pop. Shoegaze. https://davidkaspencer.bandcamp.com/track/true-love-s-on-its-way-feat-coco-haze
Vocals. Cyna Slater. 
Music composition & artwork. D. k. A. Spencer. 
From the original song, https://on.soundcloud.com/MsTESiuipe3vNzMT9 CRUEL LOVE, (Harry & Cyna Slater. Lyrics: Russell L Slater, Janice Slater

WELL THAT CRUEL CRUEL LOVE

IS

OVER  A HILL

AND THAT TRUE TRUE LOVE'S YET TO GIVE ITS FILL

OH THOSE CRUEL COOL LOVER'S ARE OVER A HILL

OH A NEW NEW LOVE

DOES THE ANSWER LIE WITH YOU?

OR 

AM I TO HIDE SO

 LONELY INSIDE?





chorus;

NEW NEW LOVER 

HEY 

now CAN YOU RELATE?

CAN YOU GIVE ME BACK MY HEART

THAT I HAD TO THROW AWAY?

HEY 

NEW NEW LOVER 

HEY

 now WHAT CAN YOU  SAY?

CAN YOU SHOW ME TENDERNESS

yeah 

TRUE LOVE's ON ITS WAY

True Love’s on Its Way. (Feat: Coco & Haze

jazzXpérience

Let's take a look in here, inside my head
Spider webs and dust blowing everywhere
Oh, wait! Something there moved, an original thought?
Or rats scrounging for a crumb of food

Jets passing overhead, cut across the blue sky
Then scream away

Poets dream of being read to sounds of music
Clowns dance alone in the privacy of home
Yellow tape cut down, some people gather around
Webs and dust blow on their bones

And then, what do you know, I remembered something important
Then it slipped away

Cut The Blue Sky

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Gary Reeves: Lead Vocal
Terry Reeves: Spoken Vocal
Hans-Michael Albers: All instruments, Arrangement & Production

Video: youtu.be/4t-H-HHpQ20?si=_reTvkVVmF73vkRi

I was walking down Mare Street, Hackney
Climbing boots and back pack on
Looking for a song of mountains
I had climbed them many times before
Challenge may help to find another door

I’ve climbed arduous N.H.S mountains
Planted flags a'top of wedlock peaks
Hung upside down on magical fountains
With my muscles springing major leaks
My heart is growing smaller by the week

Stood and pointed at hours of darkness
Winds of silence a challenge of their own
Worn out boots a testament to distance
But the misery of counting my toes alone
Sixty three feet behind me as it goes

I have loved being a man of mountains
I hope many will profit from my deeds
I will try to climb just one more mountain
Slide down the other side to save my feet
At the bottom I'll need brand new cleats

This was written over 10 years ago as a George Formby style (Google the name if you’ve never heard of him) ukulele song - a mildly amusing message to Gal to let him know that I was fully aware of the mental health difficulties he was having and that I would always be there if he needed me.

Over the years, we spoke often about the song but nothing much came of it until Gal suggested slowing the tempo and giving it a kind of shuffle beat. As it was about him, I thought he should definitely sing the lead vocal, which I think works rather well. (*Vocalist’s note: It would help if I could still sing…)

You’ll find many personal references to Gal’s life in the lyrics. At the time it was written, he was 63, literally a fatal age for men in the extended Reeves family and he wasn’t having the best of times himself, still wrestling with the grief of a marriage break-up alongside the loss of his big brother and closest friend less than a year before. But even with all of this going on (and not always out of choice) he found there were plenty more mountains to climb.

The transition of the tune from Formby to Albers is a story in itself but suffice it to say that Hans somehow managed to transform it into this rather poignant opus.  He has also made a beautiful film to accompany the piece (see link above). All in all, it testifies perfectly to the reason why Gal’s cleats are somewhat care-worn...and he still has many mountains yet to climb.. (Terry Reeves)

MOUNTAIN MAN - CRIPPLE CLUB

Mr. Right
Vocals: From Music Maker
Paploviante: E-Bass, Composing, Arrangement, Picture, Mix and Mastering
Picture made with Swift Publisher
Free Download


Mr. Right-Paploviante

Vocals and Lyrics - Ten De Vils
Composition - Uli Stonedigger

https://soundcloud.com/uli-stonedigger/destiny original instrumental version

https://soundcloud.com/ten-de-vils

Destiny - Ten De Vils mix

Here's another love related ballad that I wrote in 2006, around the time when I married my wonderful wife and my best friend Anita!! The lyrics are about how seldom my beautiful wife wears blue, which is my favorite color, but she looks great in all colors! It's another love ballad that wasn't recorded so well, I still had my old 8-track Tascam back then and I think it could have been mixed a whole lot better. I was still tinkering and getting used to the recorder! Charlie sang it perfectly and I double tracked his vocals, he also added some harmonica on the track as well. The video I put together last month and I threw in a lot of eye-candy and special effects at it to enhance it! 

VIDEO - https://youtu.be/52xIijX6vOs

 I had forgotten about this song but when I was producing the video for "She Rescues Me" I noticed the song on the CD and did a video for it too! The melody is nice and the lyrics are sweet and it flows ok. Not my best song but it ain't my worst either! Very corny and old fashioned lyrics but hey, I'm an old fashioned lyric myslefI!😂 Take care and I hope everybody enjoys it! Thanks for dropping by and listening! (Oh and by the way, watch the video because all women look heavenly in blue, am I right?)🙏😎👍

“HEAVENLY IN BLUE”

YOU’RE SO HEAVENLY IN BLUE,    
LIKE A CLOUDLESS, BRIGHT, AND SUNNY DAY,   
OR THE CALM THAT TRANSCENDS A SUMMER SEA,  
YOUR SMILE ALONE CAN CHANGE MY POINT OF VIEW,   
YOU’RE HEAVENLY IN BLUE,
        
YOU’RE SO BEAUTIFUL IN RED,  
LIKE A CRIMSON ROSE KISSING AN AUTUMN DAY,
OR A SUNSET REFLECTING ON THE SEA,  
YOUR WHISPERS ALWAYS LINGER IN MY HEAD,   
YOU’RE BEAUTIFUL IN RED,
                                     
YOU’RE SO BREATHTAKING IN WHITE,   
LIKE A SILVER MOON OVER BISCAYNE BAY,     
OR THE GENTLE FOAM THAT PLAYS UPON THE SEA,  
YOUR STARRY EYES DANCING IN THE NIGHT, 
YOU’RE BREATHTAKING IN WHITE,

YOU’RE SO HEAVENLY IN BLUE,  
LIKE THE MORNING DEW THAT ALWAYS GREETS THE DAY, 
OR THE DEEP, DEEP, BLUE COLOR OF THE SEA,  
YOU RADIATE TRUE LOVE IN EVERY HUE,
BUT YOU’RE SO HEAVENLY IN BLUE.
  
BY JIM VALDES © 2006

"HEAVENLY IN BLUE" (Video - https://youtu.be/52xIijX6vOs)

Surfers like Us ….. composition and all guitar parts 

Hi Everyone!
This is a new (slightly longer) version of my older song in classic guitar style! 😎🎸
Hope you enjoy the vibe! 🍀
Thanks for listening and any support.
Artur

Because of You

Enjoy the summer!
Spotify Playlist Curator Shania Wagema:
„The beats give off strong vibrant and summer vibes…The production is amazing and quite admirable.“

Sommerhit

37°

Baby Girl (Remix 2025)

words and music K.Gennery
Image not my own

Through these eyes I have seen 62 years of joy and misery
Found my true love lost many loved ones to time
If I had my life again I wonder what could possibly be changed
Though I do believe in whats meant to be quite often will be
This paths been laid for me

Inside out upside down back to front turned around
Its never straight forward its designed that way
From the darkest of nights can follow the brightest of days
Its the ying and the yang good and the bad
A toss of a coin which side shall it land
of course I know its the same for everyone

Through these same old weary eyes laughter lines that cannot be disguised
I spend my spare days writing songs instead of a diary
This paths been laid for me

 Inside out upside down back to front turned around
Its never straight forward its designed that way
From the darkest of nights can follow the brightest of days
Its the yin and the yan good and the bad
A toss of a coin which side shall it land
of course I know its the same for everyone

Through these eyes I have seen 62 years of joy and misery
Found my true love lost many loved ones to time
Found my true love lost many loved ones to time

Eyes

The song Promises explores themes of broken trust and emotional vulnerability. With heartfelt lyrics and a reflective tone, it tells the story of someone hurt by unkept promises. The music captures the sadness and longing for honesty, making it a relatable and emotional ballad about love, disappointment, and healing.

Promises

The Things We Do for Love is a pop song about the sacrifices and challenges people face in relationships. With catchy melodies and thoughtful lyrics, it highlights both the joy and pain of love. The song captures how far we’re willing to go to keep love alive, despite difficulties.

The things we do for love

Don’t Say Those Words is an emotional song about the fear of losing someone you love. The lyrics plead for silence instead of goodbye, capturing the pain of an ending relationship. With a gentle melody and heartfelt vocals, it expresses vulnerability, hope, and the desire to hold on just a little longer.

Don't say those words

Additional vcls B.Browning

SOMEONE SAID
DON’T GO MISTAKING PARADISE WITH A HOME ACROSS THE ROAD AND I SAY
DON’T GO MISTAKING WICKED.COM WITH WICKEDMOVIE.COM OH NO
IT MIGHT LEAD YOU INTO A MATTEL GLITCH SOMETHING YOU DON’T REALLY WISH EVEN IF YOU’RE OVER 21
BREAK A LEG DON’T BREAK AN ARM SKIING IN THE TELLURIDE
ET CAETERA MAN AUX ARMES SOUVIENS-TOI, BONNIE AND CLYDE
BEING OVER SEVENTY ONE
I THOUGHT I MIGHT CLICK ON THE LINK COULD I BELIEVE I SAW ? OH NO
OVER 6000 WICKED SCENES
HOW CAN THEY ALL FIT IN ONE SCREEN? OBSCENE MAN OBSCENE
I’D RATHER HAVE THE LAND OF OZ A TALKING GOAT WITH A POINTED HAT A FEMALE CHILD GLINDA THE GOOD ELPHABA GALINDA TIT FOR TAT
SANS COMPTER MADAME MORRIBLE WHAT IS LIFE BUT A SILLY RIDDLE ENFIN BREF
AU FESTIVAL DE TELLURIDE
OU QUE TU SOIS OU MÊME AILLEURS MES MEILLEURS VŒUX DES INVALIDES DE MÉNILMUCHE, DU SACRÉ CŒUR
OUI CAR TOUT ÇA C’EST D’LA BROUTILLE L’IMPORTANT MAN, C’EST LA FAMILLE PAS VRAI ?
REMY MAGALI REBECCA REBECCA REMY MAGALI AND PHYLLIS OF COURSE
HERE’S TO THE SOCCER PLAYERS BON ANNIV BON ANNIV EMMANUEL

MATTEL GLITCH (Lyrics) Song for Emmanuel

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocal
Gary Reeves: Toms
Hans Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement & Production

Photo of Max from The Albers' Archive

What to say about Maximilian?
There are so many things to be told: a lifetime of 24 years, full of special moments, joys, fears, sorrows, worries, hopes, dreams, ups, downs, progress, regress, searching, finding, winning, losing, restlessness, peace...
His life had begun with an extremely difficult birth, almost as if the world didn’t want him. They told us he had a life-threatening infection, there were probably holes in his lungs and he obviously had no kidneys. In total, his chances of surviving were exceedingly slim. However, after endless weeks of both despair and hope, he overcame the infection, the diagnosis of holes in his lungs turned out to be totally wrong and they even discovered a kidney.  Just one maybe but at least it worked perfectly.  His journey into existence had begun.
As he grew, so did the never-ending nightmare of problems, challenges and battles, until we began to wonder what could possibly happen next.  Through it all, Max took every opportunity to accumulate extreme experiences - never hiding, always   seeking.  For that, we loved him even more…and even more it broke our hearts that we couldn’t help him find what he was looking for.
But suddenly, as the Summer of 2011 dawned, his troubles seemed to merely fade away.  Was he just arriving in life, coming of age, finding his place in society?  To be honest, we hadn’t the faintest idea.  But it was abundantly clear that, having always been an underdog, that same unwelcoming world had simply started to like and respect him.  He began to realise his many talents, enjoying his job as never before, finally becoming something he had never been - happy.
Fast forward to the gorgeous Summer evening of June 28th, the eve of a 4-week vacation to which he had been looking forward so very much.  A smile on his face, he said he was in the mood to go jogging, something he loved. Sometimes, he ran and ran for ages.  He’d been gone about 3 hours, quite a long time even for him, so Carina called his phone and he answered, cheerfully telling her not to worry and assuring her he’d be home very soon.  Seconds after the call, out of the blue, he collapsed.  A pulmonary embolism.  They told us he died instantly. 
Max, we have no words for what happened, nor for the eternal gratitude we feel for every single second of your life.  We do know we will never stop loving you.”
(Hans & Carina Albers)

Small chance of survival, words from the first day
Stretching all emotions not a single which way
Asking whys and reasons, a chance to breathe long
Heartbreaking moments, hopes remained strong

Such a short distance, but a life running miles
Bring every sensation, fear to a million smiles
Experience not forgotten, continuous hug of care      
Born with fighting spirit, giving back more to share

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

Every challenge building, inner muscles to be felt
Secret ways to be happy, never question hand dealt         
Complication of thinking to find a new sentence 
Pathways to friendships, dreams of acceptance

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

A vision full of truth with strength to admire
Finding a hidden talent, past helping to aspire 
No journey of distance could prevent direction
A phone call assurance became last connection

It’s hard to find words, express feelings remaining 
Deep down inside shell, empty, sad, self-complaining 
But we will never forget our boy hero from birth
Brought love and kindness, past and future unblurred

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, will never forget
24 years of love…

MAXIMILIAN - CRIPPLE CLUB  (Please Read Description)

so i let it all fall By Zitou Itou & Wildsilences

Buddy, we had Our time

Brand new track after a long time ago! Check out this one guys and gals and let me know if you miss my synthwave tracks with my own vocs on it! Share , Support and comment!

Let me know if u really dig it. Cheers and have a great summer y'all!

IknowIknow

**I NEVER USE A.I. IN ANY OF MY SONGS!** Hi everybody, my name is Jim and I’m a songwriter, I've written over 300 songs, I play guitar, bass, piano, and am an okay lyricist.  I play all types of music and have my own recording studio.  I use no A.I. or DAW or any computers to make my songs, all the instruments are played by me live on a multitrack studio recorder and Charlie, my vocalist, sings most of my songs and also plays the Harmonica on several tracks. I'm not a pro or a great musician but I do what I can with the tools that I have! I belong to the "Keep Humans In Music Movement" (KHMM)! We're NOT perfect but we're REAL! Thanks everyone for listening and the world needs more music now, real music made by HUMANS not MACHINES! So let's all sing a song with our own voices, please! I do not consent to any of my songs or videos being used or sampled or lifted in any way or fashion. Take care!👍😎✌🏼.

"HEAVENLY IN BLUE" (Video - https://youtu.be/52xIijX6vOs)

MIAMI JEFF