THE COLOUR OF THE ROSE

I'm very glad to share this great piece, came through an intense step by step collaboration with Jowwwafi. It started by fitting one of my old poems to some chords he sent to me, then... well you'll get the best description by listening to it 5 or 6 times ;)
Feel free to check our previous collab https://soundcloud.com/jowwwafi/nowhere, and his whole cloud @Jowwwafi.

Letras / Lyrics

Escucho tu risa  /  I listen your laugh
y oigo tus pasos, espero.  /  and hear your steps, I wait.
Te miro, y al ver tu sonrisa,  /  I look at you, and seeing your smile,
no dudo, te quiero.  /  I don’t doubt, I love you.

La suave fragancia en tu cuerpo jovial,  /  The soft fragrance in your cheerful body,
llegó el amor, tu perfume me excita,  /  love came, your scent excites me,
tu cálido aroma, es primaveral,  /  your hot aroma, is from springtime,
y versos de amor sobre tí me recita.  /  and verses of love about you it recites me.

Tu risa sincera,  /  Your laugh is honest,
tu risa, hermosa,  /  your laugh, beautiful,
tus labios, preciosa,  /  your lips, precious,
hacen que te quiera;  /  they make me to love you;
si bien yo quisiera  /  Though I wanted
con ellos hacer otra cosa:  /  with them to do another thing:

¡Ay si yo pudiera  /  Ay if I could
besar, tan siquiera,  /  kiss, at least,
tan maravillosa,  /  so wonderful,
tu boca,  /  your mouth,
color de la rosa!  /  color of the rose!

©2014 JOWWWAFI & E-RUIZZO – ®2014 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;P

Tu boca, color de la rosa (with Jowwwafi)

Dope Jam Band-TheSmokingTrout
This is my first time participating, but Smoking Trout's other songs are also great, 
so be sure to check out the album! 
Oh~~Yeah! 
Thank U 4 Listening!!!

* Uziel @user-455619833 -- Vocals, Lyrics, and Vocal Production

* TexMex Shaman @texmex-shaman -- Lead & Rhythm Guitar funkiness

* Stonerjazz @user-911083679 -- Modulated Guitar & Vocaloid melodies

* Tot - @tot-beat -- Beat & Drums

* Tea R. Sea -- Synth, Sound Effects & Production

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Catch up with the first 5 tracks of our work-in-progress concept album, Quest for the Holy Dumpling: on.soundcloud.com/FR63a

Listen to the Smoking Trout's first album, The Land of Zed (2021-2022): on.soundcloud.com/WB34q
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Lyrics:

All those normal little things... pass us by, pass ussssssss
mirage of migrant, trucks full of food tiny boutiques nose up looking down
street dancers, performers, the arts little stalls selling fruit

and the bus tumbles through

HOWEVER GUS, You remember Gus? The driver of this bus...
Regretfully informs us that our engine food is at the edge of E, and the only thing we'll be running on soon is fumes

And as we approach, We can hear
A dusty massive heart beating city industry eldritch being and foreboding
Sitting atop his sky scrapers gloating
"Hungry enough yet?" It's beastly maw cries! "It's 10 for 5 and the price only went up 6.7%
Nothing to you, you're worker bees and you can make more honey, can't you?"

While yes that's true
We are the life blood that flow through
But people like me and you
Can't afford it

Fortune cookie flavor our journey
It's the last I got
I'm looking for the old woman
The gate keeper to the other side
Where we have the wholly divide
Away from this hellish relish
And Instead:
Dumpling soup, dumpling plump, fried in foie gras butter perhaps?
Holy condiment burns through fiery on your Thai chili adjusted tongue,

BUT THAT'S JUST ME! It tastes different for everyone

"OH, I can't help it!

We are all starving, the bus is outta' gas, and spewing smoke, Gus is cussing up a storm, Roberta's lighting up her last swiff... I think Larry's getting water"
said Jimmy to Sally and Stu

All digging through our pockets to get the last crumb or two
Looking forward to what we share
But it looks like
It's not a lot

Dumpling Stew (Smoking Trout's HOLY DUMPLING #6)w/ Uziel, Stonerjazz, TexMex Shaman & Tea R.Sea

Two Clans

来歴

Introduction in English:

On a Saturday, 9 June 1989, I receive a phone call from my mother at around 6 am. She seems to be laughing. But as it soon turns out, tears are bursting out of her. At first she can only say one sentence: "Your father is dead". Then her voice fails. I, who has just been roused from my sleep by the ringing, at first think it's a bad joke. My father, not even 55 years old, dead, who had been so full of energy in the last few months? With whom I had spoken lively on the phone just a week ago?
Then my eldest sister comes to the phone. She speaks like a robot, as if she has frozen all her feelings inside herself.
She confirms the sudden death of my father from a heart attack and urges me to come immediately from Berlin to southern Germany (800 kilometres away).
Much of what happened after that - from the last encounter with my father in the morgue, to the years of vacillating between feelings of liberation and sometimes massively frightening "I'll bring you to me in the realm of the dead" nightmares after his funeral, to finding a deeper inner peace with him in the last few years - I wrote down and sang about in the following song "My Father in Heaven".      
However, the song lyrics are not chronological, but set in 2011, in which I am all alone on a beautiful summer day in the cemetery where my father's grave is located. From this day I start a retrospective and an outlook.     

Lyrics:

My Father in Heaven

What a beautiful day
All alone in the graveyard 
Come to visit you
Without a grudge

It's unbelievably quiet
Hear the dead deep asleep 
In an beyond harbour
Be with you soon

I hated you sometimes 
Had you so gladly touched,
You're gone too soon 
Left me alone with the dirt 
Of this life.

Wanted to tell you so much more 
You can't sneak away like that
A moment ago you were still there  
I felt quite close to you,

Now only 
A cold hand in the morgue
Nothing more moves

My father in heaven, 
I miss you very much, 
With wistfulness my heart sometimes
Becomes so heavy

When you were suddenly dead
Many things seemed easier, 
I moved forward in life, 
I looked free

but when I slept at night,
you'd come into my dreams, 
trying to pull me over, 
to the land beyond.

You didn’t let me go for so long 
Lying like a black mourning box
On my chest and belly, 
Felt like I was in a tube 
Trapped by you.

Often couldn’t defend myself
Felt completely without power 
When in the deep of the night
you came to my room, 

without a body, 
pure soul contact,
worlds still unknown to me.

Father in heaven,
do you hear me now,
I speak to you in peace, 
I am no longer hurt.

Your grave is newly decorated,
I've picked a bouquet for you, 
I sit down with you, 
I surrender tot he silence
peaceful silence. 

I am here now, you there
even if the wall separates us,
we see each other invisibly, 
You always stay close to me, 

I'll go on now, 
Stay here, 
I'll be back soon

Father in heaven
I think of you often 
You are indispensable, 
Come with me....

My Father in Heaven

My Father In Heaven

Europa

Europa(Santana Cover)

Author : Eleanor Farjeon \ Composer : Rick Wakeman \ Cat Stevens
ISWC : T-902.185.334-9
Released : December 1971
Publisher : Cat Music Ltd \ Universal Music Publishing

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This song is a famous Christian hymn written by Eleanor Farjeon in 1931

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It had been over 35 years since I last played the guitar...

I started again at the end of July 2025.

On August 10, 2025, I recorded this cover with my cell phone,
WITHOUT EFFECTS, raw sound, with vocals and guitar.

When converting the file to Wav format, I simply heightened the volume.
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First of all, I would like to thank two followers:

- Four months ago, the first one really encouraged me 
to pick up the guitar again.

- The second is someone I hold in high esteem, 
who gave me confidence and, above all,
strongly advised me to post this track as it is,
despite its imperfections (the chords weren't quite right,
the singing wasn't great...)

A big thank you!
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Vocal : Anh
Semi-acoustic Guitar : Anh
Recorded : August, 10 2025
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Morning Has Broken - Cover (Cat Stevens)

An electro Nu Jazz atmosphere with a bit of bossa at a chill 85 bpm

Composed digitally MIDI to DAW via VST instruments, all original, no AI, made by a human

In ATL where I live, rainstorms have arrived for the next few days as Hurricane Erin has moved inland. Yet, even on the rainiest of days, the afterglow of music created around firelight lingers like the smoky scent of burnt hickory. In my world, that “firelight” is a computer screen, although in the past I’ve noodled an acoustic guitar around a campfire. Who hasn’t?! 😀

Today, I feel fortunate to enjoy the immense talent and camaraderie of SoundCloud friends. So a song of thanks. Pretend we’re gathered around a campfire for a toast — Here’s to humans making music 🥂🍻 To the goosebump factory! as friend @TheBeautifulDark calls it  ✨🪄And to its afterglow! 🍾 🙏

AFTERGLOW DEFINITION (Translation by DeepL)
1. A glow that remains after a light has disappeared 
1. Ein Leuchten, das nach dem Erlöschen eines Lichts zurückbleibt
1. Une lueur qui persiste après la disparition d'une lumière
1. Een gloed die blijft bestaan nadat een lichtbron is verdwenen
1. Un resplandor que permanece después de que la luz ha desaparecido
1. Un bagliore che rimane dopo che una luce è scomparsa
1. En glød, der bliver tilbage, efter at et lys er forsvundet
1. Hehku, joka säilyy valon katoamisen jälkeen
1. En glød som blir igjen etter at et lys har forsvunnet
1. poświata, która pozostaje po zniknięciu światła
1. Záře, která zůstává po zmizení světla
1. 光が消えた後に残る輝き
2. A pleasant effect or feeling that lingers after something is done, experienced, or achieved
2. Ein angenehmer Effekt oder ein angenehmes Gefühl, das nach einer Handlung, einer Erfahrung oder einer Errungenschaft zurückbleibt
2. Un effet ou une sensation agréable qui persiste après avoir fait, vécu ou accompli quelque chose
2. Een aangenaam effect of gevoel dat blijft hangen nadat iets is gedaan, ervaren of bereikt
2. Un efecto o sensación agradable que perdura después de haber hecho, experimentado o logrado algo
2. Un effetto o una sensazione piacevole che permane dopo che qualcosa è stato fatto, vissuto o raggiunto
2. En behagelig effekt eller følelse, der varer ved, efter at noget er blevet gjort, oplevet eller opnået
2. Nautinnollinen vaikutus tai tunne, joka säilyy sen jälkeen, kun jotain on tehty, koettu tai saavutettu
2. En behagelig effekt eller følelse som henger igjen etter at noe er gjort, opplevd eller oppnådd
2. Przyjemny efekt lub uczucie, które utrzymuje się po zrobieniu, doświadczeniu lub osiągnięciu czegoś
2. Příjemný účinek nebo pocit, který přetrvává poté, co je něco vykonáno, zažito nebo dosaženo
2. 何かを成し遂げた後や、何かを体験した後に残る、心地よい効果や感覚。

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85 bpm
Fm, E6 with a short C7 transit in the middle 

DAW: Apple Logic Pro X
MIDI: Akai Professional Keyboard

E-INSTRUMENTS:
Concert Grand
Ambient Lead
Analog Phaser Pulse
Lunar Chords
Session Strings
Breathy Keys
Acoustic Guitar
Dark Bass Sweep FX
Studio Upright Bass
Deep Round Synth Bass
South African Singers
E-PERCUSSION:
African Kit
Latin Kit
Pop Kit
Studio Brush Kit
Drum ’N Bass Remix

LOFI AUDIO of fire igniting from a matchstick was recorded live on August, 15, 2025, and birdsong was recorded live on May 19, 2025, both via iPhone.

COVER ART is original CGI by SUNNYBECK using a composite derived from original and AI-generated images rendered by the DaVinci app, then altered, retouched, and designed in Photoshop.

August 21, 2025, 11:11 PM ET 
Released on SoundCloud
All Rights Reserved
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Afterglow

“Jazzy-Jam” by Luke

Working on my Piano 🎹 pieces and in between creating these fun tracks .. easy listening  with catchy beats..
Thanks to all my friends and fans for the well wishes ❤️


Keys & Piano & Synthesizer & B-Guitar & Drums  by Luke
Created & Composed & Produced by Luke
Music & Track & Album Photos by Luke
Photography by Luke
I use Open A.i for Album art pictures 

                           Beats by Luke©️
                         S c h ü ß m a n n©️

“Jazzy-Jam”  by Luke

In a changing world, certainly in the UK, revolution and civil war are just around the corner. This track is intended to offer strength to those who refuse to accept insult. Drawing Out those amongst us who are prepared to say no, when no is required. To stand against totalitarian governments, quangos. ngos's and any other arms of oppression.
So this is what has inspired this piece.
Thanks for listening and any comments will be gratefully received.
Alan 

Con-Fusion

Drawing Out

Magma Flow

Again vocals from looperman.com, this time by Katrina Barr (katrinabarr04). A song about someone who doesn't receive or recognize the whole truth. The message is particularly relevant to our current times.

Original Version: https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/6959/the-way-side-by-katrinabarr04-120bpm-pop-acapella

Lyric & Vocals: Katrina Barr
Music & Arrangement: OMCB



Lyrics

Take a step back
look at the whole thing
see the whole view
Dont you loose track
Look at the whole scene
Its not about you

Dont fall by the way side
Can you hear the word
Dont fall by the way side
Can you hear the word

And it feels so right

The Way Side - Katrina Barr & OMCB

Fragile

Strumming Guitar track (playing my Taylor 114ce)
Organ: (playing my midi keyboard) using Logic Pro Grand organ sound
Bass: PG Music Real track
Drums: Ez Drummer 3
MK1 Keyboard and piano  Ez Keys 2
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Every night at ten o’clock, before I go to bed 
I doomscroll on my phone, and I see stories that fill me with dread
I know I should put down my phone and read a book, but I can’t control the urge
Things get stuck in my brain that I really wish I could purge
It’s a fine line between staying informed and doomscrolling
And it’s so hard to put down that phone once you pick it up and start that ball rolling
There’s a constant stream of bad news that never goes stale
Why can’t the world be more like a fairy tale
Forever chemicals in the water, pollution in the air
Global temperatures rising, and the oil companies don’t care
Russians making nuclear threats and our leaders they just shrug
Some nights it feels like I’m in a hospital bed and they‘re about to pull the plug
It’s a fine line between staying informed and doomscrolling
And it’s so hard to put down that phone once you pick it up and start that ball rolling
There’s a constant stream of bad news that never goes stale
Why can’t the world be more like a fairy tale

Microplastics your body
It’s bad to sit too long in your in your chair 
They say you can go sterile if you wear tight underwear
There’s an object heading towards us from deep in outer space
They say it might be an alien spacecraft on its way to destroy the human race
Too much information in the palm of your hand
Can make you just want to bury your head in the sand
Sometimes you’ve got to accept there are things beyond your control
Whatever will be will be.  You play an insignificant role 
It’s a fine line between staying informed and doomscrolling
And it’s so hard to put down that phone once you pick it up and start that ball rolling
There’s a constant stream of bad news that never goes stale
Why can’t the world be more like a fairy tale

Doomscrolling

IPG 1 is one of my favorite artists on soundcloud. He offered  in an open collab his lyrics and vocals. 
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/living-on-the-edge-vocals-92-bpm?si=b9087d905b184765b63d147deefa2bab&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing 

I made the music and added vocals, samples and did the production.
“Sometimes life brings us to the edge — where the body is exhausted, the heart carries old wounds, and hope feels out of reach.”

And than the wonderfull lyrics and hip hop voice ever thx Ian
Living On The Edge

(Verse 1)
Living on the edge, where the city never sleeps
Hustling in the streets where the hunger runs deep
Concrete jungle a playground for the brave
All the hustle and grind-find the strength that you crave

(Chorus)
On the edge of a dreams where -the hustle is the game
Life's a gamble but we rise all the same
In the shadows we dance walk that narrow ledge
Gotta stay sharp -like a razor’s edge
that’s the hustlers pledge the hustlers pledge

(Verse 2)
In the Streets that’s the canvas,-where we paint our tale
From the struggle we rise like a phoenix we prevail
Hustling hard like a lion without fail
Every move strategic in this urban maze.
Doing your best just to avoid going to jail
Time is money and money pays
You can count your riches never your days

(Chorus)

(Bridge)
Clock's ticking but the hustle just don't rest
Every challenge faced just to put you to the test
Living on the edge it's a risky ride
In the hustle we trust let the dreams collide

(Verse 3)
Concrete ambitions rising like the skyline
From the streets to the penthouse we make our climb
Living on the edge with a heart of a lion
In the hustle we trust time is money money is time

Living on the Edge-hope is out of reach (collab IPG1)

Eddy Mango 1

Goodbye summer goodbye. ( 1994 ) Eddy Mango - Margareta Theorin ( Eddy )

(Don't follow me here, best on my main page ;)

Goodbye summer goodbye. ( 1994 ) Eddy Mango - Margareta Theorin ( Eddy )

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