Cobbler's Gonna Cobble - Collaborations and Remixes

Thanks for all your generous comments and support on "You're Never," you all rock!!!

Movements of ApproachToSilence & Friends 20/4

Best July 2020 Playlist *SoundCloud Artists Vol 1*

Paploviante --- So Funky ,  Karlit-O-Kay (K-O-K) --- Sovereignty

Lillithe --- LIKE A SUGAR CANE IN A HURRICANE ,  Karlit-O-Kay (K-O-K) --- Sovereignty

/Fleursonseaux Ateliers --- Pulsearth (feat. Musicar) /

/RekLoos? ---  Last Seconds Beat /

On this playlist I would like to publish all music projects that were created in collaboration with other musicians. The beginning is now my joint music project with the Delmonia Band. Next is a collaboration with the great singer Sue, who wants to sing my song "Bipolarstern" in her own way. And in the course of the next few years more and more wonderful co-productions with other artists are to be created.

Cooperations

In May 18 Khalid from the Delmonia Band asked me to write a vocal melody and a text for his beautiful instrumental trace. I should then sing this to his instrumental part. Already at the first hearing of his melancholy instrumental sounds a melody rose in me and at the same time a longing to simply stand on the street and hitchhike somewhere as I did as a young person. And it was from this feeling that the lyrics to the song "Fernweh" were born. Unfortunately, there is no such word in English. I can only rewrite it with "Yearning for beeing far away". 
In essence, the lyrics are addressed to all those who find themselves in a threshold or even crisis situation in their lives. The old familiar has become ailing and shabby, you have to come out of this rotting loops, you long for liberation, for a paradigm shift, for a new beginning, but you don't know how and where yet.         

The Lyrics in English Translation:

Yearning for being far away

This morning, sitting on the toilet
Before me the barren human zoo

the toilet paper wilted in the hand
dark lines on the wall

wearing a shirt with holes for days now
The main light is broken, the door is jammed.

sitting crosswise in the bowl
my bowel makes a sound-firm

The towel has a mold edge.
My life unstable like quicksand
undignified

In me is a yearning for being far away
Presses, pushes up
Yearning for being far away, it hurts so much

Yearning for being far away
I just want to get away from this rancid-smelling 
everyday dirt

The cereal bowl breaks in two
The flakes flow past me
past

In me is a yearning for being far away
Presses, pushes up
Yearning for being far away, it hurts so much

Yearning for being far away
I just want to get away from this rancid-smelling 
everyday dirt

doesn't want to be here, doesn't know where yet,
feel me like a Biafra child
Yearning for being far away, far away

Deutsche Originalfassung:

Fernweh

Heute morgen, sitze auf dem Kloh.
vor mir der dröge Menschenzoo

Das Toilettenpapier welk in der Hand,
dunkle Striche an der Wand

Trag` schon tagelang ein löchriges Hemd,
das Licht kaputt, die Türe klemmt

Sitz` quer in der Schüssel fest
mein Darm macht ein Geräusche-Fest

Das Handtuch hat nen` Schimmelrand,
mein Leben haltlos wie Treibsand,
würdelos

In mir ist Fernweh
Drängt, drückt nach oben
Fernweh, das tut so weh

Fern- Fernweh,
ich will nur weg von diesem ranzig riechenden 
Alltagsdreck

Die Müslischüssel bricht entzwei,
die Flocken rieseln an mir vorbei,
vorbei

In mir ist Fernweh
Drängt, drückt nach oben
Fernweh, das tut so weh

Fern- Fernweh,
ich will nur weg von diesem ranzig riechenden 
Alltagsdreck

will hier nicht sein, weiß noch nicht wohin,
fühl´ mich wie ein Biafra-Kind
Fernweh
Fernweh

Fernweh

Buy on ITunes

Fernweh (Yearning for being far away) (Delmonia Band & Karlit-O-Kay)

I wrote the song "Bipolarstern" in spring 2017 and posted it with my vocals on the album "Under my own Vol. 1" Janur 2018 on SoundCloud. With the lyrics I try to describe something, what all people may be longing for: The overcoming of inner divisions and the attainment of a deep integrity.
The musician Sue liked this song so much that in June 2018 she asked me to sing the vocals to my instrumental track in her own way. For me this collaboration is an honour, because Sue sang the tracks of Whitney Houston, which reach over several octaves, with her beautiful voice.
The version of "Bipolarstern" posted here is shortened by about 2 minutes compared to the original and starts after a piano and guitar intro with the lovely voice of Sue.


English Translation oft the lyrics:

Bipolar star

I've been dreaming.
Dreaming wide awake
Of doom and happiness

From the view into the valley
From the view up
from the low and high point

still awake
already ignited embers
straight out and out of the lane

with a lowered view
drowned in rage
Fraud and oath of allegiance

Irritating, always touching anew
in me and yet so far away 

just `passed away, risen again
My bipolar star

I dreamed away
tore up place
In the wideness narrow and clammy

Still man now woman
external/internal view
Murder and innocent lamb

A lord and servant
neutral sex
The evil is good now

The friend is enemy
Laughed, cried
The fig shines with courage

Irritating, always touching anew
in me and yet so far away 


Deutscher Originaltext:

Bipolar-Stern

Ich hab`geträumt
Hellwach geträumt
Von Untergang und Glück

Vom Blick ins Tal
Vom Blick hinauf
vom Tief- und Höhepunkt

Noch nicht erwacht
schon Glut entfacht
grad`aus und aus der Spur

Den Blick gesenkt
in Wut ertränkt
Betrug und Treueschwur

Irritierend, stets neu berührend
in mir und doch so fern 

Grad`vergangen, wieder auferstanden
Mein Bipolar-Stern

Ich träumte fort
zerriß`ner Ort
im weiten eng  und klamm

Noch Mann jetzt Frau
Außen-Innenschau
Mordtat und Unschuldslamm

Ein Herr und Knecht
Neutralgeschlecht
Das Böse ist nun Gut

Der Freund ist Feind
gelacht geweint
Das Feige glänzt von Mut

Irritierend, stets neu berührend
in mir und doch so fern 

grad`vergangen, wieder auferstanden
Mein Bipolar-Stern

Bipolar Stern (Bipolar Star) (Karlit-O-Kay & Sue)

"open up the door, close it quick"
"try so hard but i'm losing, losing.."

Last Seconds

A spontaneous cooperation between me and my beloved son Freddy. Almost in one take. Yesterday, Friday, 1.3.2019, we felt like singing about the upcoming spring with an eight year old song of mine (to be heard on my SC account on my private album "Talibu" in a still quite lamented version). Freddy on the percussions and me on the guitar and singing.  
And for me a relaxed return to the basics (simply guitar, vocals and percussion) in view of the sometimes more and more complex tracks that have come to my mind lately. And also a song with a rather optimistic mood, which is a bit in contrast to my rather melancholic songwriter disposition.   

Lyrics in English:

Spring

I don't feel like being depressed anymore
to settle in and to spare myself

I don't feel like the whining blues anymore 
I am tired of the non-standing-up morning greeting

I'm pulling down the curtain
I feel lively again

I want to get out of my shell now 
was long enough a gray mouse

Spring comes in to me 
comes you free, from the pit, from the death certificate

Radiates all over my face 
light at last, gout over, and he speaks:

Your salvation is approaching, narrow ridge, barbed wire, almost bloodbath
The winter was near, almost drew me under its spell, the dark delusion

Spring pull me on land now!
Spring please turn me on

I was deep down in myself
I almost felt like I was drowned

Thought it'd never pass 
I felt like a rotten egg

But now it goes on 
without a black rider

I get to go for another spin 
I am allowed to get up from my sickbed

Spring comes in to me 
comes you free, from the pit, from the death certificate

Radiates all over my face 
Light at last, gout over, and he speaks:

Your salvation is approaching, narrow ridge, barbed wire, almost bloodbath

The winter was near, almost drew me under its spell, the dark delusion

Spring, pull me on land now!
Spring, please turn me on


Deutscher Originaltext: 

Frühling

Keine Lust mehr auf Depressionen
sich einigeln und schonen

Keine Lust mehr auf den Jammer-Blues 
auf den Nichtaufsteh-Morgengruß

Ich reiß` den Vorhang runter
Ich fühl` mich wieder munter

Ich will jetzt raus aus meinem Schneckenhaus 
war lang genug ne` graue Maus

Der Frühling kommt zu mir herein 
kommt Dich befrein, von Grübelein, vom Totenschein

Strahlt mir voll ins Gesicht 
endlich Licht, vorbei die Gicht, und er spricht:

Deine Rettung naht, schmaler Grat, Stacheldraht, Fast-Blutbad

Der Winter war nah dran, zog mich fast in seinen Bann, den dunklen Wahn

Frühling zieh mich jetzt an Land
Frühling bitte knips mich an

War in mir tief versunken
fühlte mich fast wie ertrunken

Dachte es geht nie mehr vorbei, 
fühlte mich wie ein faules Ei

Doch jetzt geht es weiter 
ganz ohne schwarzen Reiter

Ich darf noch mal ne` Runde drehn` 
vom Krankenbett aufstehn`

Der Frühling kommt zu mir herein, 
kommt Dich befrein`, von Grübelein, vom Totenschein

Strahlt mir voll ins Gesicht, 
endlich Licht, vorbei die Gicht, und er spricht:

Deine Rettung naht, schmaler Grat, Stacheldraht, Fast-Blutbad

Der Winter war nah dran, zog mich fast in seinen Bann, den dunklen Wahn

Frühling zieh mich jetzt an Land
Frühling bitte knips mich an.

Frühling (Spring)(Karlit-O-Kay & Freddy)(Lyrics in English in Intro)

Another collaboration with my son Freddy.
How to deal with chronic pain? In 2013 I made the last attempt to combat recurring physical pain with tablets and various treatments. Everything did not help and actually only made it worse.- Until I understood on a meditative walk that it is about accepting this pain unconditionally, to see it as a friend and good companion, who comes to visit me again and again, especially when I have pushed something away or ignored it.
Freddy, who experienced this time, accompanied me during the recording of this track on the acoustic guitar.  

Lyrics in English:

I am not alone

I'm totally in pain 
burning, pulling, dragging me around
can't find a way out, these claws
make me faint mute

I've got nothing under control 
I'm out of hand 
My ego begins to derail
I'm like a sinking ship

I'm not alone 
I'm not alone 
I may be in need
but far from dead

even the deepest night 
didn't kill me 
I may be damaged 
but not totally ruined

I'm not alone, no, no, not alone

The next pain attack this morning 
the healing hope is thereby destroyed 
I'm angry, trying to rip out the place of pain in me
my life doesn't seem worth anything to me anymore 

Friends, partners, nobody can help me
the compassion is only fanning the pain
all I have left is to sit and wait
until this cup passes on to me

I'm not alone 
I'm not alone 
I may be in need
but far from dead

even the deepest night 
didn't kill me 
I may be damaged 
but not totally ruined

I'm not alone, no, no, not alone

Deutscher Originaltext:

Ich bin nicht allein

Bin total beherrscht von starken Schmerzen, 
brennen, ziehen, zerren an mir rum
finde keinen Ausweg, diese Krallen
machen mich ohnmächtig-stumm

Habe nichts mehr unter Kontrolle
habe nichts mehr im Griff 
mein Ich beginnt zu entgleisen
bin wie ein sinkendes Schiff

Ich bin nicht allein
Ich bin nicht allein
Ich bin zwar in Not
aber noch lang nicht tod

Selbst die tiefste Nacht 
hat mich nicht umgebracht 
ich bin zwar lädiert
aber nicht total ruiniert

Ich bin nicht allein, nein, nein, nicht allein

Heute morgen schon die nächste Schmerzattacke 
die Heilungs-Hoffnung ist damit zerstört 
bin zornig, will den Schmerzort in mir rausreißen
mein Leben erscheint mir nichts mehr wert 

Freunde, Partner, keiner kann mir helfen
das Mitleid facht die Schmerzen nur noch an
bleibt mir nur noch zu sitzen und zu warten
bis dieser Kelch an mir voübergeht

Ich bin nicht allein
Ich bin nicht allein 
Ich bin zwar in Not
aber noch lang nicht tod

Selbst die tiefste Nacht 
hat mich nicht umgebracht 
bin zwar lädiert
aber nicht total ruiniert

Ich bin nicht allein, nein, nein, nicht allein

Ich Bin Nicht Allein (I Am Not Alone)(Karlit-O-Kay & Freddy) (English Lyrics in Intro)

This song is about the counterpart to love: hatred and the associated need for revenge and retaliation. 
Another collaboration with my son Freddy (played parts of the guitar and percussion). And my attempt to play the piano as the main instrument and to accompany my singing with it.

Lyrics in English:

Shards

Body scent, swan song, everything's destroyed
War, poisoning, the smell of garbage, it's all worth nothing

Only shards that cut into me
to feed on my anguish

Suffocate any hope 
hands are chopped off

I longed so much for peace 
for honest harmony
now I realize how naive I am
I can't make amends with you

See now the shards that desire revenge
will have a lifetime of power struggles

That can only live on in hatred
seeing love as an enemy

Lawyers, lawsuit, that is your world
You pay the most money for the sharpest advocate pencil 

For you, tenderness is a red scarf 
You're under a curse
That hates to love and loves to hate
that flurishes in warmongering

You're a lost soul, which is increasingly straying
who has so irretrievably confused you at the root?

Who can reassemble the shards without hurting anyone?
...stop your hate speeches, is there a turning point? 


Deutscher Originaltext:

Scherben

Leichenduft, Abgesang, alles ist zerstört
Krieg, Vergiftung, Müllgestank, alles nichts mehr wert

Um mich nur Scherben, die in mich einschneiden
sich an meinen Qualen weiden

Jede Hoffnung gleich ersticken 
Hände sind abgehackt

Sehnte mich so sehr nach Frieden
nach ehrlicher Harmonie
nun ist mir klar, wie naiv ich bin
mit Dir ist Versöhnung nicht drin

Seh` jetzt die Scherben, die nach Rache gieren
ein Leben lang Machtkämpfe führen
die nur im Haß aufleben können
Liebe als Feind ansehen

Rechtsanwälte, Klageschrift, dass ist Deine Welt
für den schärfsten  Advokatenstift zahlst Du das meiste Geld

Für Dich ist Zärtlichkeit ein rotes Tuch
Du bist belegt mit einem Fluch

Der Lieben haßt und hassen liebt
in Kriegstreibereien aufblüht

Bist ne` verlorene Seele 
die sich zusehends verirrt
wer hat Dich nur an der Wurzel so unwiederbringlich verwirrt

Wer kann die Scherben neu zusammensetzen
ohne jemand zu verletzen
Deine Hasstiraden stoppen
gibt es nen` Wendepunkt?

Scherben (Shards)

Scherben (Shards) (with Freddy) (Lyrics In English In The Intro)

All of It

Almost Six

Start Here

DeeP. and the Couch King EP collectable stickers and zine available on Bandcamp here:
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com/album/deep-and-the-couch-king

This is the second song that DeeP. and I began together. I really enjoy working on these darker tracks with DeeP. and exploring themes of depression, anxiety, fear, and shame. This song was inspired by a person that I was working with who would call me evil whenever he saw me. Even with me being as positive and non judgmental as possible, I am sure I was seen as another person telling him what to do and making decisions for him based on judgmental criteria. I think these are feelings many of us have had and it can be easy to relate to, though difficult to confront. 

I am grateful that we always have an opportunity to grow, learn, reflect, and evolve as individuals, communities, nations, and as a species. May we all be better to each other. 

Giant thanks to DeeP. for working with me on this track. And huge thanks to Nick for joining me on this first track together. I have long enjoyed and felt inspired by Nick’s creative and experimental guitar work and musicianship. I am super glad to have his vibe on this track!     

DeeP.: Music, Mix, and Mastering
 https://soundcloud.com/detlef-piepke 
♤/ Nick Davies: EBow, Guitar 
https://soundcloud.com/nickrdavies 
Couch King: Lyrics and Vocals 
musiciselation.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:

You’re never gonna make it
You’re dumb and you know it
You’re just a mistake kid
Don’t belong and you show it
Why you even trying
This ain’t meant for you kid
I already know that your lying
We already know that you did it
They know your planning on taking it
And gonna try to deny it
Why even try to fight it 
That’s just the way life is
You’re never gonna change it
You must be deranged if you
Think anything will be different 
If you get outta here shit
You’ll still be the same kid
Just a little punk kid
Look what you done did
When you got mad then you run hid
Don’t ever listen 
To what people are saying kid
Better watch your language 
Always talking trash
Claiming disadvantage 
You and me we clash
Why can’t you manage 
Come off way too brash
I can tell that you’re damaged 
Parents shoulda whooped your ass
Who you think you talking to
Always talking back 
I know all about you ’n
Your side of the track
Don’t question me 
Look at me 
When you hear me speaking 
Think you know everything
Really know nothing
Parent’s got nothing 
Apparent your fronting 
Looking confronting 
That’s why I ain’t trusting 
Homelife disgustin’
Cop frequently busting  
No wonder you like that 
Your really screwed up kid

Disdain disgust despite distrust 
Dismissed deprived derided and cussed
Disparaged, defied, despised when discussed
Detested, depreciated, decried, and hushed

Oh, here comes the demon again
And he’s wearing his crown
Here comes the devil again 
Pretending to be your friend
In an invisible gown

You are so worthless
Won’t amount to anything 
Going through life purposeless 
There’s nothing you bring
Your just an embarrassment 
You show no respect 
Always been a disappointment 
All you touched is wrecked 
Where’s your self-esteem kid
Where’s your sense of pride did
You think can get by with
Living on a free ride shit
Better watch where your going
I can tell you don’t give a damn 
Nor care to understand 
Perspective other than 
The one that your knowing 
Don’t give a shit 
Always so negative
Quick to give up 
Can’t contro ya temper 
About to blow up
I can tell that your stuck 
Ain’t gonna change  
It’s time that you face it
Never act your age
Your impulsive ’n impatient
Look at your rage 
Can’t have a conversation
Should put you in a cage
Before you fuckup again Kid

Disgraced, degraded, deplored, dominated 
Diminish, demeaned, defamed, humiliated 
Discredited, devalued, denounced, subjugated
Denied, debased, detained, incarcerated  

Oh, here comes the devil again
And he’s wearing his crown
Here comes the devil again 
Pretending to be your friend
In an invisible gown

DeeP. and the Couch King

Bandcamp

DeeP., ♤ & the Couch King - You’re Never

Yesterday  / 2020
Music: Paploviante
Vocals: www.Ghosthack.de

Yesterday - 👫👫👫 Paploviante

Songwriter : Grettch
Vocal Prod : Grettch
Producer : CobblerUK https://soundcloud.com/cobbler-uk

Lyrics:
what to do?
what to do?

Guess its time to settle down
be born again, be born again
guess its time to sit down with your own self
be rich, again

How can you survive with yourself another day?
another day?
Nothing is calling you out now
you are here to stay, another day, 

And you get that feeling,
what to do
and you get that feeling
what to do

Im thinking just enough
to have some piece of mind
take the best what comes my way
another day, it won't feel the same
to go outside, to be alive

Im dreaming of the day
strangers pass my way
and I wonder
all the beauty I will find
on my way, my way

And I get that feeling,
what to do
and I get that feeling
what to do

And I will play
another day
I will search for other meaning
won't lose my mind on some charade
I am singing, what comes to my mind

What to do when you get that feeling

** this is a song fully inspired in quarantine written during quarantine and dealing with my own self and lockdown.

That 4am Feeling produced by Cobbler

I am a frozen statue, watching seasons come and go, feeling changes, doing nothing, forever...
Last movement of the rock symphony, where I pay tribute to, and play, my mom's spanish guitar.
Main theme (bass E1-A1...E1-A1-E2...), appears all along the album, and also main themes of other 3 movements sound here as refrains (Vienen y van / Hora tras hora) which are thus sung over 4 different musics ;) E-Ruizzo project is finished, what's to come?... below translated lyrics.

SE NOTA (PRIMAVERA EN EL POLO)  /  ONE CAN FEEL IT (SPRING AT THE POLE)

Se nota… después de seis meses  /  One can feel it… after six months
el sol amanece y se nota…  /  the sun dawns and one can feel it …

En el despertar del zorro ártico,  /  In the awakening of the arctic fox,
en el fluir de los glaciares se nota.  /  in the flow of the glaciers one can feel it.
En el nacimiento de icebergs,  /  At the birth of icebergs,
en los acantilados poblados de aves.  /  on the cliffs populated by birds.

Vienen y van, no me hacen caso,  /  They come and go, they don’t listen to me,
soy sitio de paso.  /  I’m a transit point.
Hora tras hora, los meses pasan,  /  Hour after hour, months pass through,
un sitio de paso soy.  /  I’m a transit point.

Se nota… como cada mañana,  /  One can feel it… as every morning,
que la primavera ha llegado al Polo.  /  that spring has come to the Pole.

Se nota…  /  One can feel it…

En la migración del narval,  /  In the migration of narwhal,
en el aliento del viento,  /  in the breath of the wind,
en las nubes que huyen de él, se nota.  /  in the clouds that run away from it, one can feel it.

En el canto de las sirenas,  /  In the singing of mermaids,
en las inflorescencias de hielo,  /  in the inflorescences of ice,
en el paso del noroeste se nota.  /  in the Northwest Passage one can feel it.

Vienen y van, no me hacen caso,  /  They come and go, they don’t listen to me,
soy para todos un sitio de paso,  /  I am a transit point for all of them,
(soy) una estatua de hielo (soy),  /  (I am) an ice statue (I am),
(soy) una estatua de hielo (soy).  /  (I am) an ice statue (I am).

Vienen y van…  /  They come and go…

¡¡¡ La frecuencia diaria del proceso estacional  /  The daily frequency of the seasonal process
me permite hacer estudios estadísticos !!!  /  allows me to do statistical studies !!!
Ja ja ja ja ja ja jaaaa !!!  /  Ha ha ha ha ha ha haaaa !!!

Vienen y van…  /  They come and go…

Hora tras hora, los meses pasan,  /  Hour after hour, months pass through, 
nuevos migrantes, nunca se cansan,  /  new migrants, they never get tired,
(soy) una estatua de hielo (soy).  /  (I am) an ice statue (I am).
(soy) una estatua de hielo (soy).  /  (I am) an ice statue (I am).

Hora tras hora…  /  Hour after hour…

Se nota…  /  One can feel it…

ER37 PA04 RUIZZO ©1996 ®2020

Now all 44 songs I wrote with mom's guitar in my university years have been arranged and posted, 
after 8 years of E-Ruizzo project, which I'm about to finish. I plan to stay here, commenting as 
usual, and post future and still not scheduled songs from another profile. That's all, no alarm!

Maybe you played this version before? https://soundcloud.com/esemanolain-ruizzo/se-nota-piano-version

Se nota (Primavera en el Polo)

Featuring the incredible talents of BHOP, The Clean Rapper. Hear him at https://soundcloud.com/bhopthecleanrapper

I Won't Wait (feat. BHOP, The Clean Rapper)

This one goes out to all the lost girls and boys - just make some noise!! Driven, dark, my take on the confusion that is going on.  Watch the (apparently Bond-themed) lyric video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=trj6vRFBVFE

Download the full single (incl. a rad remix by the amazing producer @auralnauts-1) here: she-s-excited.bandcamp.com/album/i-am-a-winner

Stream and download the full EP here: 
https://she-s-excited.bandcamp.com/album/my-own-crazy
https://fanlink.to/MyOwnCrazy

Written, performed, produced, mixed and mastered by Anne Wichmann
Original photo cover art by Oliver Guse

From the EP "My Own Crazy" (release 5/29)
Released on Teknofonic Recordings: teknofonic.com/

Go go go
Then: no no no 
Always: me me me 
Oh fuck you, sweetie

Reality or TV show?
Am I the void or in the zone? 
It’s hard to tell
When everybody yells

Better not talk to me 
I got my own crazy 
Better not talk to me 
I got my own crazy 
Better not talk to me

I need to come back down 
Don’t even think I’m high 
All the lost girls and boys 
Just make some noise
To rise, to rise
It’s paradise
I need to come back down 
Don’t even think I’m high
I never lose my poise
A shaking voice
Surprise, surprise
In paradise
I need to come back down 

Come back down
Come back down

Fun fun fun (Fi-Fa-Fo) 
Or: none none none 
Just: me me me
And fuck you, sweetie

Better not talk to me
Reality or TV show?
Better not talk to me
Am I the void or in the zone? 
Better not talk to me
It’s hard to tell
When everybody yells 
I got my own crazy

I need to come back down 
Don’t even think I’m high 
All the lost girls and boys
Just make some noise
To rise, to rise
It’s paradise
I need to come back down 
Down
I need to come back down 
Come back down
I need to come back

I might as well yell like everyone else yells 
Aaaah!

Just make some noise 
To rise, to rise
It’s paradise
I need to come back down 
Don’t even think I’m high
I never lose my poise
A shaking voice
Surprise, surprise
In paradise
I need to come back down

Come Back Down

Original Composition:  Karlit-O-Kay
Remix: Cobbler https://soundcloud.com/cobbler-uk

Wow! (Cobbler Remix)

Backing track: Paploviante and Friends - Colors
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/colors-paploviante-open-collab
Vocal : Sana Hartfield -This is the Night
https://freevocals.com
Vocal : Emily / I Got This Feeling
www.Ghosthack.de
Lillithe : Arrangement vocals, adding Strings, Picolo, Organ

I Got This Feeling  (Open collab Paploviante - Colors)

Tribute to Florian Schneider
Cover The Model „KRAFTWERK“ Instrumental Version Paploviante
R.I.P Florian Schneider

Tribute to Florian Schneider "Kraftwerk" The Model - Instrumental Cover Paploviante

"A pilgrimage is a journey, often into an unknown or foreign place, where a person goes in search of new or expanded meaning about the self, others, nature, or a higher good, through the experience. It can lead to a personal transformation, after which the pilgrim returns to their daily life."

the artwork is by the American painter Esao Andrews

Pilgrimage

I always name my wav files a weird name when I'm mixing and then change it later, however this time I thought I'd keep it just as it is!
If any of you want to join me on Instagram, here's my link
https://www.instagram.com/rosesarebluemusic/
Another song/video/ over here https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1eSzbQ8suNI

Sneaky psycho and all the garden fairies | RosesAreBlue

I had the honor of working with Xitb for this wonderful collaboration A dreamy sort of lullaby.  
Music by Gina & Xitb
Thank you Russell  a pleasure as always!!
For more outstanding  music, see Russell's page one of many @0thert®ax (Xitb)

Floating  ........Gina + Xitb

@ApproachToSilence2 - 17.5.20  [Teaser]

Michael

https://open.spotify.com/album/75kL5oaa2KzBHKRw7tIR41
https://www.deezer.com/de/album/148811022

ApproachToSilence_2020

Verzauberung

Justice
May 2020
Duration: 2:00

Based on Mozart's Requiem in D minor, Sequentia, Introit (3rd movement). This is the last piece that Mozart composed but was unfinished at his death on December 5th 1791. Mozart finished the first movement of the Mass, the Introit, but starting with the Kyrie (2nd movement) and the Sequentia (3rd movement) Mozart only left detailed drafts for the music.

For strings, woodwinds, brass, piano, timpani and percussion

Justice

Listen to St. Clement while watching Lance Mountain skateboard in the 1984 skateboarding film, The Bones Brigade Video Show here: https://www.facebook.com/couchkingpresents/videos/715433375670753/

I had been really wanting to make new music with Calebass. I have been making a lot of songs that lean more heavily toward hip hop the last couple years and felt like heading back toward the direction of my earlier years on SoundCloud. Luckily Calebass was willing and ready and the music flowed easily and steadily. Jon did an amazing job adding an element of jazz with his bass and Janine really awakened the psychedelic spirit and Age of Aquarius with her vocals. It was extra bonus to have both Sinfields participate in this song making this a real SC family affair. Lyrically, I was inspired by the children’s book, Ox-Cart Man, which I love, and all the felt mouse toys I recently made for my cat at my daughter’s request. 

Thanks for all your years of listening everyone!

This is dedicated to the joys of making things at home.

Calebass: Guitars and Song Image / Art
https://soundcloud.com/calebass
Jon Lock: Bass
https://soundcloud.com/jon-lock-5
Janine Levinson: Vocals
https://soundcloud.com/janinelevinson 
Alex Collett Sinfield: Saxaphone
https://soundcloud.com/alex_collett_sinfield 
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, and Production
musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Mix and Master
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
The Chaos Cookhouse: Studio
https://chaoscookhouse.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:

Felt
Of natural fibers  
Pelt 
Nature’s the provider  

Sheep and goats and muskoxen
Wool and cashmere qiviut 
Nothing that’s a toxin only
Simply as god giveth
Dyes of plants and insects 
Cochineal that’s rich and intense
I light up the incense 
As you gather up our projects
Single felting needle
Scissors from the cupboard
We are crafting peoples
Churning our own butters

Lalalalalalala
Lalalala
Lalalalalalala
Lalalala

Saint Clement fleeing from his city
Felted wool upon his blistered piggies

Accidentally felted 
From moisture and friction 
It took the shape of
Socks 
Accidentally felted 
From the moisture and friction 
It took the shape of
Socks

I dry skins in my oven 
Till the thin fur turns 
Orange summon 
Urnamman as smoke drifts to heaven
Waking up the legends battling 
Over bragging rights to the origins 
The color of carrot  
Felt hoods dyed and blocked 
To make hats 
I inhale the vapors  
And see the stories come to life 
As a small white cat adhered to a board 
Acts out the dreams of a young child bored 
In a mad scene 
Of scientists looking for a vaccine 
To score points for the lord of carotene 
Off with his head

Calebass, Jon Lock, Janine Levinson, Alex and Russell Sinfield & the Couch King - St. Clement

"It was a pleasure to have the opportunity to collaborate with Julien, in this new experiment we tried to remember and represent in a musical moment the current condition of our planet, a living organism to take care of, our common home that must be safeguarded..."
--
Music: Musicar @julien-morency, Fleursonseaux @fleursonseaux
All rights reserved - © Copyright

Pulsearth (feat. Musicar)

Composition: Karlit-O-Kay
Acoustic-Guitar and Vocals: Karlit-O-Kay
All other instruments, Production and Sound-Mix: Karin-Maria Brunner.
At this point: Special thanks to Karin-Maria, for her very own careful, patient and prudent approach to the production of the song

When I met my wife almost 25 years ago, none of my friends and relatives gave a single damn about this relationship. We were quarrelling often and got into each other's hair over every little thing.
Interestingly however, some couples, who at that time were somewhat complacent about their great harmony, are no longer together today. At some point, so much conflict dirt had accumulated under the flowery carpet, that the permanent smile turned into hostility, contempt and finally: Separation. 
My wife and I still quarrel today - although not as intensely and often as before. But then as now these sometimes painful disputes often lead to a an even deeper and more tender encounter. 
In view of this dialectic, I had the idea of naming this song, which describes our relationship, "Wild Harps". 

Wild Harps

No, that's not possible
No, it can't be 
These perennial squabblers 
Can't even be together anymore

Always murder and mayhem 
With a lot of screaming and door slamming
Come on, don't tell me lies 
That's all over and done with already

Ooh no, it's true
Wild Harps
Do they stick together 
This couple, that lives 
In spite of minor scratches 

I bet it goes on forever
Even further

Many friends thought 
They won't last long
How they clashed
The safety fuse is about to blow

Harmony and peace 
Was a foreign word for them
Many marriages have been divorced 
But they survived every relationship murder

Ooh yes, it's true
Wild Harps
Do they stick together 
This couple, that lives 
Even with small scratches 

I bet, that this forever...
I bet, that this forever...
I bet, that this forever...

...Goes on

... That this goes on
Bet, bet...
...That this goes on
Bet, bet...
...That this goes on

Deutscher Originaltext:

Wilde Harfen

Nein, das gibt`s doch gar nicht
Nein, das kann nicht sein
Diese ewigen Streithammel 
Können doch gar nicht mehr zusammensein

Ständig Mord und Todschlag 
Mit viel Geschrei und Türenknall`n
Komm erzähl mir keine Lügen
Das ist doch schon längst aus und vorbei

Ooh nein, es ist wahr
Wilde Harfen
Halten die zusammen 
Dieses Paar, das lebt 
Trotz kleiner Schrammen 

Wetten, dass das noch ewig weitergeht
Noch weitergeht

Viele Freunde dachten 
Das halten die nicht lange aus
Wie die aufeinander krachten
Da fliegt die Sicherung doch gleich raus

Harmonie und Frieden
War für die beiden ein Fremdwort
Viele Ehen wurden schon geschieden 
Doch sie überlebten jeden Beziehungsmord

Ooh ja, es ist wahr
Wilde Harfen
Halten die zusammen 
Dieses Paar, das lebt 
Trotz kleiner Schrammen. 

Wetten, dass das noch ewig weiter…
Wetten, dass das noch ewig weiter…
Wetten, dass das noch ewig weiter…

….Geht

….daß das noch weitergeht
Wetten, Wetten…
…daß das noch weitergeht
Wetten, Wetten…
…daß das noch weitergeht

Together with Karin-Maria Brunner

Widle Harfen (Wild Haprs)

Wilde Harfen

Wilde Harfen (Wild Harps) (Engl. Lyrics In The Intro)

I’ve Seen That Face Before feat. Vocalatti
I am very happy to present my first collaboration with Vocalatti.
Vocal Vocalatti
https://soundcloud.com/vocalatti
A huge thanks to Paploviante for remastering
https://soundcloud.com/paul-racle
Music and Production Lillithe
Lyrics:
Strange, I've seen that face before
Seen him hanging 'round my door
Like a hawk stealing for the prey
Like the night waiting for the day
Strange, he shadows me back home
Footsteps echo on the stones
Rainy nights, on Haussmann Boulevard
Parisian music drifting from the bars
Tu cherches quoi, rencontrer la mort?
Tu te prends pour qui?
Toi aussi tu détestes la vie
Dance in bars and restaurants
Home with anyone who wants
Strange he's standing there alone
Staring eyes chill me to the bone
Dans sa chambre, Joel et sa valise
Un regard sur ses fringues
Sur les murs, des photos
Sans regret, sans mélo
La porte est claquée, Joel est barré

I've Seen That Face Before feat. Vocalatti

Original Composition: Karlit-O-Kay
Swedish Version: Vocals and Translation from English to Swedish: Jonas Eriksson. Instruments: Karlit-O-Kay

My longing is holding me tight - Swedish Version

My Longing Is Holding Me Tight - A Swedish Version

Insects written, produced and recorded by RosesAreBlue
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All rights reserved June 2020
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Please rescue an insect today
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I see you strutting
Standing on my head
Going round and round
I see you coming

La la la la la
La la la la la ....

If only they could see
All the things you do
With all of my heart
I promise you
I will rescue you

I see you strutting
Standing on my leg
Going up and down
Over walls and up the trees
I see you running

If only they could see
All the things you do
With all of my heart
I promise you
I'll rescue you

If only they could see
All the things you do
With all of my heart
I promise you
I'll rescue you

La la la la la ....

Insects | RosesAreBlue

Wide Green / Open Collab Paploviante 2020
Instrumental Version of the track Freedom
BPM 101
The track is downloadable as a mp3 file!
You can complete what you want!
If you publish it, you have to mention me in the description and title!
Thanks !

Wide Green - OPEN COLLAB - Paploviante

Please welcome to join Syntaleta community on www.patreon.com/syntaleta
Remastered by Houman (https://soundcloud.com/houmans)

Genuine

For me sovereignty means: to stand back without taking off. Having an overview, a vision, a prudence and at the same time remaining in a deep connection with what I am currently looking at;
means for me: to float, a kind of flying, like becoming an eagle and at the same moment a centipede, who feels with every touch the earth that carries me;
means for me: to know my own possibilities and limits well, like a tightrope walker balancing the antinomies of life;
means for me: to become silent, to be peacefully still, to act and express myself by simply being there....and so it comes that this song gets along without words.   
While recording this song I imagined myself sitting on a mountain; completely alone and totally connected to what surrounds me. 
I hope that some of the sovereignty, as I understand it, comes across in this purely instrumental track.

Einleitung in deutscher Sprache:

Souveränität heißt für mich: Abstand nehmen, ohne abzuheben. Einen Überblick, eine Weitsicht, eine Umsichtigkeit haben und zugleich in einer tiefen Verbundenheit mit dem bleiben, was ich gerade betrachte;
heißt für mich: schweben, eine Art fliegen, wie zu einem Adler werden und im selben Moment ein Tausendfüßler sein, der mit jeder Berührung die Erde spürt, die mich trägt;
heißt für mich: Die eigenen Möglichkeiten und Grenzen gut kennen, wie ein Seiltänzer die Antinomien des Lebens austarieren;
heißt für mich: still werden, friedvoll schweigen, durch einfaches dasein wirken und sich ausdrücken.....und so kommt es, daß dieser Song mal ganz ohne Worte auskommt.   
Bei der Aufnahme dieses Songs habe ich mir vorgestellt, auf einem Berg zu sitzen; völlig alleine und völlig verbunden mit dem, was mich umgibt. 
Ich hoffe, daß von der Souveränität, wie ich sie verstehe, ein wenig in diesem reinen Instrumental-Track rüberkommt.

Souvereignty

Sovereignty

Cobbler remix of lessons, originally by mxmtoon.

lessons (Cobbler remix) (original by mxmtoon)

Love Will Tear Us Apart - Joy Division Cover

So Funky / Paploviante 2020
Bass Paploviante
Free Download

So Funky - Paploviante

Mrs Rhymes ft. Lost Angel Of Havik - Unforgettable(produced by URban).

Lyrics:
Mrs Rhymes Verse:
I saw you across the room and baby boy you blew my mind,
I won’t forget the day we met , you know that you looked so fine,
I got a shiver down my spine the first time I felt your touch,
you filled me up with your love and now I can’t get enough.

Erotic sessions, left an everlasting impression,
steaming hot sex with a little aggression. 
Your irresistible, so come on get up closer to me,
kiss me the way you do, so passionately.

Let our bodies start to sweat, when we connect I feel the heat, 
you tear it up and rock my world when we’re under the sheets.
You’re incredible, so edible, you set me on fire,
what you got, makes me hot, you drive me wild with desire. 

So intense, time we spent, naked stripped on the floor,
the way you rose to the occasion, left me begging for more.
So much more to explore, you got me crazy in lust,
when you take me, make me yours and go so deep in my gut.  

Hook:
Your unforgettable, I just can’t get you out of my mind,
so incredible , I  think about you all of the time.
Unforgettable, I just can’t get you out of my mind,
unforgettable,  so unforgettable.

Unforgettable ft. Lost Angel Of Havik

LIKE A SUGAR CANE IN A HURRICANE
Lillithe:  Remix Ballroom Blitz/ Sweet

LIKE A SUGAR CANE IN A HURRICANE

Last year, we were approached by Cobbler, a producer & electronic musician, with a view to collaborating on a piece for an album he was working on that would feature a different poet on each track.  As part of the process of figuring out how to collaborate with an additional musician in the mix, he very kindly agreed to remix one of the tracks from #40.  After a bit of sending files back & forth, this is the result.  Cobbler's album 'This Is A Good Place To Kiss' is now complete and comes out on 29th January, so if you're curious as to the kind of flavour our track on it might contain, this might just point you in the right direction.  You can pre-save his album here: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/cobbler/this-is-a-good-place-to-kiss

The Theory Of Relationships According To Pythagoras (feat. Cobbler)

Deutscher Singer-Songwriter über fünfzig Jahre alt. Seit fast vierzig Jahren schreibe und singe ich Lieder. Mein Hauptinstrument ist die akustische Gitarre, aber ich mag auch Perkussionsinstrumente (Cajon, Maracas, Gurio). Ich liebe es, melancholische und poetische Balladen zu komponieren. Aber manchmal schreibe ich auch (schwarze) humorvolle Songs, Jazzstyle und -Rocksongs. Meine Hauptsprache ist Deutsch. Aber in Zukunft will ich mehr Songs auf Englisch und vereinzelt auch Französisch schreiben.
In meinen Kompositionen bin ich inspiriert von Leonard Cohen, John Lennon, Jacques Brel, Van Morrison und Bob Dylan. Auf meinen Platten spiele und singe ich alles alleine. Meine Vision für die Zukunft ist es, Musiker aus verschiedenen Kulturen zu finden, die gerne ihre Tracks mit mir teilen wollen.
Mein persönliches Mantra ist ein Satz, der von Paul Mccartney auf dem Beatles-Album "Abbey Road auf dem Track "In the end" vor fast Fünfzig Jahren geschrieben wurde:

Die Liebe, die Du bekommst ist gleich der Liebe, die Du gibst.

German singer-songwriter over fifty years old. For almost forty years I have been writing and singing songs. My main instrument is the acoustic guitar, but I also like percussion instruments (Cajon, Maracas, Gurio). I love composing melancholic and poetic ballads. But sometimes I also write (black) humorous songs, jazz style and rock songs. My main language is German. But in the future I want to write more songs in English and occasionally also in French.
In my compositions I am inspired by Leonard Cohen, John Lennon, Jacques Brel, Van Morrison and Bob Dylan. On my records I play and sing all by myself. My vision for the future is to find musicians from different cultures who would like to share their tracks with me.
My personal mantra is a sentence written by Paul Mccartney on the Beatles album "Abbey Road on the track "In the end" almost fifty years ago:

The love you take is equal to the love you make.