@michael-krystosek: Thank you for your support!

What a gem! I like your song writing and your vocals a lot!

https://dominiquelebars1.bandcamp.com/track/dsl

Désolé 
Sacrément désolé
Tout les rires que l'on offre 
Au plaisir d' être vivant
Désolé
Je suis désolé
Ses immenses paysages 
L'infini besoin d' aimer
Désolé 
J' suis vraiment désolé, 
Ma bonne vieille Terre pardon
J'ai tout gâché comme un con

The King was on his horse
His castle far away
He attacked his foe with force
And left them where they lay
They died without a hope
Of seeing their wives again
Oh yes, the king was proud
As he rode on through the rain
He knew that blood was never spilt in vain

And all of his people feared for what they had
For the King would take it from them
And they knew it made him glad
To see the hate in their eyes
As he rode past them day and night
He loved to see the sight
Of death in their lies
And hands poised on knives

Then one night, 
The King was in his bed
And a peasant came
Held a knife to his head
And waited till he cried
“Don’t let the things I’ve done
Hold too much sway
I’ll be a better man
I’ll let you have your way”
But the peasant slit his throat
Chuckling at his gargled pain
For like the King, he knew
Blood was never spilt in vain
And cursing King and name
He threw the body into the rain

King's Blood

Whether men do laugh or weep,
Whether they do wake or sleep,
Whether they die young or old,
Whether they feel heat or cold,
There is underneath the sun
Nothing in true earnest done.

All our pride is but a jest.
None are worst and none are best.
Grief and joy and hope and fear
Play their pageants ev'rywhere.
Vain opinion all doth sway,
And the world is but a play.

Powers above in clouds do sit,
Marking our poor apish wit,
That so lamely, without state,
Their high glory imitate.
No ill can be felt but pain,
And that happy men disdain.

Whether Men Do Laugh or Weep (Lyrics by Thomas Campion, ft. Junior Ali)

A New Sun (with Junior Ali on djembe)

This is the latest song from the album Wou-Wou & the Wormling, Stricknice, Bitzone, and I have been working on. Like all the rest of the songs in the set, this one began during the start of the pandemic and reflects the changes in political perspective that were happening in society, and continue to this day. And, as with the other songs, I started this song with an unreleased demo from Wou-Wou and created a 1 minute outline which I then often passed on to a guest collaborator. When it came time to fully work on the track, I expanded on the original idea, along with the guest collaborator stems, until a full song was arranged. I then passed the bones and organs of the song to Stricknice and Bitzone to add any additional muscles and flesh they believed in until it was finished. I am so blessed to work with Wou-Wou, Bitzone, Stricknice, and all the guest collaborators on this inspired set, that one day will be complete. 

May everyone find something authentic to themselves to believe in.

Track Credits:
Mayor of Donutville: Synths, Chimes, Vocals
@mayor-of-donutville
https://mayorofdonutville.bandcamp.com
Stricknice: Guitars, Reverse Guitars
@j-nice-6
Bitzone: Bass, Drums, Keys, Vocals, Mix, and Master
@bitzone
www.bitzones.net
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Guitar, Synths, Original Demo Track, Song Art
@wouwouandthewormling
https://wouwouandthewormling.bandcamp.com
www.youtube.com/channel/UCy0rEOgxbaIcWbZZuxAKVmA
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Arrangement, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:

Looking for a new day
Looking for a new way to pray
Looking for a new way to say
I need something to believe in

Waiting for the next season
Waiting for a better reason
Waiting for some cohesions
In my something to believe in

Searching for another chapter
Searching for another answer
Searching for the here after
To give me something to believe in

Oh oh lord
You’re no more
The savior oh

Praying for a true sign
Praying for not to resign
Praying that any divine
Has something for me to believe in

Been out there but it’s freezing
Been out there but it’s displeasing
Been out there now releasing
My reason for something to believe in

There’s nothing in the wind speaking
There’s nothing in the house creaking
There’s nothing for the sinned seeking
For there’s nothing left to believe in

Oh oh lord
You’re no more
The savior oh

Oh oh lord
You’re no more
The savior oh

Reborn but still
Still worn out for real
Forlorn with no goodwill
Forgotten like landfill
Discarded until rotten
Downtrodden turned to God and
Abandoned I turn to
The concerns of the spurned few
True or is it not true
It is what we’ve been through
When all has been lost to
Those others who sin too
Grew up with a promise
Now there’s thieves up upon us
Asking who can we turn to
To return to us what’s due
I shouted but nobody
Listened I doubted
And then somebody heard
Just wanted to be devoted
So a savior got stirred
For a favor his word
With our promise to help turn
The truth to be blurred

When will there be a new leader
When will there be a new preacher
When will there be my savior
To tell me what I should believe in

Looking for a new day
Looking for a new way to pray
Looking for a new way to say
I need something to believe in

Oh oh lord
You’re no more
The savior oh

Something To Believe In

Mayor of Donutville, Stricknice, Bitzone, Wou-Wou & CKP - Something To Believe In

Further out to Sea

Los bosques son desiertos ahora            Em-D
El sol es el fuego en la mañana 
Las caras se queman con el tiempo 
La salida está acá y no es tan lejos 

El viento deja de soplar                               Am-Em
Las llamas pueden aumentar 
Nunca más sentirás tanto frío 
Cuando todo sea un zumbido 

La noche no quiere terminar 
El día te puede despertar
No te abraces donde no hay nada 
Sí es tu sombra la única que llama 

El viento deja de soplar...

Tus castigos son tan caros
Y tus ojos el ocaso 
Está violeta tu piel ahí tirada 
Una mueca toda muerta y olvidada 

El viento deja de soplar...

CUANDO TODO SEA UN ZUMBIDO

Music, Rhythm Guitar, Bass, Drums: Manuel https://soundcloud.com/ruizzoidman21centurions
Music, Lyrics, Vocal, Synths, Organ, Drums, Mixing, Mastering: Jan Schonander

When Manuel sent me a guitar track over a year ago I fairly quickly decided to write an epilogue for Major Tom. Little did I know that I would end up taking a longish break from writing music. With infinite patience Manuel waited for me until now and to my even greater surprise this retro lyric has become almost current with the two NASA astronauts in space waiting for their return trip to Earth.



SEND ME A ROCKET
(MAJOR TOM THE EPILOGUE)

I can’t hear you 
Still I can see you
A cloudy ball in space
Nothing to keep it in place
This is my beautiful view
Nothing can make things right
I’m stuck here 
A deep longing
Hard to accept this 
This can’t be
This can’t be
My final fate

It’s been so long
It feels like you forgot me
Nobody cares about the shirts I wear 
Did you move onto something new
Cause I’m still looking at you
I’m still waiting for you

Send me some hope
Send me a rocket
Show me that you care
Send me some hope
Show me that you love me

You forgot so soon
It hurts all the time
You forgot I was a shining star
You wouldn't write enough about me
Oh, oh, I’m so sad

Send me some hope
Send me a rocket
Show me that you care
Send me some hope
Lighten your pocket
Show me that you love me
Send me some hope
Some hope

I can’t let go
I dream all the time
I wanna feel the sun and wind
I wanna go home

Stuck in my tin can
With no way out, out
Shiny and bright
Can you hear me shout, shout
I’m stuck here 
A deep longing
Hard to accept this 
Oh no, oh no
I want to go
Want to go
Want to go 
Want to go home
Go home
This can’t be
This can’t be

Send Me A Rocket

Send Me A Rocket | Major Tom The Epilogue

Bonjour à tout le Monde!!! Une petite réflexion sur notre mode de vie !!!..Ce n'est pas un jugement mais un constat qui s'affirme de jour en jour,on peut y réfléchir,merci de vos écoutes,passez un bon moment....Bien à vous,Mr. Madeleine.

On danse autour du Feu.

A little ditty partly inspired by the events of this past summer here in the UK but mostly just about polarised society, the constant stream of misinformation we're all bombarded with and the state of permanent anger that everyone seems to live in these days.

Verse 1

So this is modern life.
Sitting on a train, staring at a screen,
Getting really angry, listen to a stranger, tell you about something that they haven't even seen.

So this is modern life.
Head up in the cloud, don't believe a thing,
You're probably being lied to, by that angry stranger,
Motivation's murky making money from your dreams.

Well this ain't the future I remember being sold...
I must be getting old.

Chorus

Buy, subscribe, listen, watch,
Worry, panic, sleepless, lost,
Clicks, likes, follows, the game,
Lonely, withdrawn, quiet, pain.

Eat, sleep, stream, repeat,
Alone, cutoff, self-defeat,
Consume, collect, gamble, spend,
Hollow, empty, collapse, the end.

Verse 2

So this is modern life.
Must be right or left, hate the other side,
Blind to other viewpoints, listen to the leader,
Blame a group of others for the problems in your tribe.

So this is modern life.
Sitting in a truck, heading off to war,
Not sure why you're fighting, something that the leader
said in some long boring speech you listened to before.

Now your future has been sold...
And you won't be getting old.

Chorus

Buy, subscribe, listen, watch,
Worry, panic, sleepless, lost,
Clicks, likes, follows, the game,
Lonely, withdrawn, quiet, pain.

Eat, sleep, stream, repeat,
Alone, cutoff, self-defeat,
Consume, collect, gamble, spend,
Hollow, empty, collapse, the end.

Modern Life

Lyrics:-
There's a gentle breeze
Blowing around me
I can feel it in
The things that people say today

Increasing every week
In the things I see
In the folks who start
Questioning reality

We are in
The calm before the storm
Here come the winds of change
To Take over everything

winkandwoo 2025

Whether Men Do Laugh or Weep (Lyrics by Thomas Campion, ft. Junior Ali)

Señor Ali

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