Awesome main riff. Nice guitar and bass tones. Cool drum groove. Love the bluesy feel of this track - very catchy.  Great vocals too. Top-notch production and sound mix.

Good solid rock song, professional recordings, good singing

Wily Pitz'23 is the retake of purist punky style single Willy Pitz from May 2020.
It makes its powerful comeback in September 2023.

In collaboration with the incredible talents of Slovenian Blaž Pavšič, Uroš Mohorič, and Gregor Alič we gave to Willy Pitz the completely new sound which makes one totally blew away and make your chin hits the floor.

The story remains the same - single living Swiss who is just trying to survive his live and one day he vanish without being noticed by anyone - but it is packed in new portion of energy where the punky essence of the original meets a whole new level of rock awesomeness.

Lead vocal: Ladislav Tesar a.k.a. Ladat
Backing vocals: Blaž Pavšič a.k.a. BB Bandit
Rhythm Guitars: Blaž Pavšič a.k.a BB Bandit, Ladislav Tesar a.k.a. Ladat
Solo guitars: Uroš Mohorič a.k.a. UX band
Bass guitar: Gregor Alič a.k.a. Hanson
Producer: Blaž Pavšič
Mixed and mastered A7 Recording Studio, May 2023 (@a7-recording-studio, www.a7recordingstudio.com)

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Willy Pitz'23

The Woods

Plastic Life

Miles To Go

When It's True

Translation above

La Femme 

Quand devant moi se balance 
La femme 
Avec un regard qui lance 
Des flammes 
Je voudrais être celui 
Qui attend toute la nuit 
Que surgisse devant lui 
La femme, la femme 
Mais déjà elle m'abandonne
La femme
Pour celui qui éperonne
Son âme
Et je reste dans mon coin
Pendant qu’elle s'envole au loin
Comm’ les oiseaux au matin
La femme, la femme
 
Et quand je la sens qui frôle 
La femme 
Du bout des doigts mon épaule 
La femme 
Envoûté par sa prunelle 
Je me sens pousser des ailes 
Et je galope vers elle 
La femme, la femme 
Mais elle freine mon élan 
La femme 
Quand mon cœur incandescent 
S'enflamme 
Et je reste au garde à vous 
Comme au premier rendez-vous 
Pour éviter son courroux 
La femme, la femme 

Elle a fait de moi son jouet
La femme 
M'obligeant à l'appeler 
Madame 
Quand je rampe vers son lit
Et qu'elle sonne l'hallali 
Ell’ veut que je la supplie 
L'infâme, l'infâme 
Ell’ m'a mis autour du cou 
La femme 
UN collier orné de clous 
Quel drame 
Je me traîne à ses genoux 
Pour ses caresses et ses coups 
Ell’ me cloue et me décloue 
La femme, la femme
 
Mais je sais qu'un jour viendra 
La femme 
Qui mettra dans de beaux draps 
Mon âme 
De Toulouse ou bien de Lille 
D'Italie ou du Brésil 
Débarquera sur mon île 
La femme, la femme 
Ell’ se pendra à mon cou 
La femme 
Offrant son cœur à mon coup 
De lame 
Alors par un beau matin 
Mon pas à côté du sien 
J'Irai tenant par la main 
Ma femme, ma Femme.

Paroles de Lucien Corma, 03/2005

The Woman 

When before me sways 
the woman 
With a look that throws 
Flames 
I'd like to be the one 
Who waits all night 
For her to appear 
The woman, the woman 
But already she abandons me
the woman
For the one who spurs
Her soul
And I stay in my corner
While she flies away in the distance
Like birds in the morning
The woman, the woman
 
And when I feel her brush 
The woman 
With her fingertips on my shoulder 
the woman 
Bewitched by her eyes 
I feel myself grow wings 
And I gallop towards her 
The woman, the woman 
But she stops me 
the woman 
When my incandescent heart 
Goes up in flames 
And I stand at attention 
Like on a first date 
To avoid his wrath 
The woman, the woman 

She made me her plaything
the woman 
Forcing me to call her 
Madame 
When I crawl into bed
And she sounds the alarm 
She wants me to beg 
The infamous, the infamous 
She put around my neck 
the woman 
A studded necklace 
What a drama 
I crawl to her knees 
For her caresses and blows 
She nails me and unnails me 
The woman, the woman
 
But I know a day will come 
The woman 
Who'll get my soul 
My soul 
From Toulouse or Lille 
From Italy or Brazil 
Will land on my island 
The woman, the woman 
She'll hang around my neck 
The woman 
Offering her heart to my stroke 
Of my blade 
Then one fine morning 
My step beside hers 
I'll go holding hands 
Ma femme, ma Femme.

Lyrics by Lucien Corma, 03/2005
Music by Myckaël Marcovic, 28/09/2023

La Femme (Lucien Corma / Myckaël Marcovic)

"The Truth Is..." is a piece in 4 movements, with the band taking ownership of the composition for their respective part supported by the Heima Kvartett's strings.

See if you can work out which part was composed by which musician!

The band are:

Jussi Siglarson - Guitar
Bjarne Guðjohnsen - Bass
Matthias Helguson - Drums
Mike Taylor - Keyboards
Lisbeth Heima - Violin
Sif Árnadóttir - Violin
Natasha Guðmundsdóttir - Viola
Ída Sigurðardóttir - Cello

The Truth Is.. by Laxá

This song was inspired by a friend of mine who wrote a short story to talk about the types of scars we get along the way. Some scars are visible and come from getting cut, burned, or having  surgery. BUT some scars are only known to the person who carries these scars. Scars from a broken home, Scars from a lost of a love. Do you have scars that no one can see?
 Special thanks to Dave B, Tom Horner, Phil Farrott, Khalendnk, and Rhoma

These Scars

Professor Albert

Guitar and Bass by Robert Grigg
Video link:
https://youtu.be/-t2abkBEnMs?si=KZHe6DsHg3oPCwnV

Slum Funk

A cover of Massive Attack's 1994 song 'Protection'

Protection

I write songs I can relate to. I find it freeing and I hope I can invoke emotions through rhythm and words. I hope you like what you hear and are willing to share my music with your friends. 

These Scars

Steve Duffie

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