Introduction in English:

Last year, my wife and me bought a cottage on the Baltic Sea. It was to be something like our retirement home for the next thirty years. 
Unfortunately, this vision has so far been thwarted by our increasingly resentful neighbours. Consideration is a foreign word for them. They let their children play loud basketball as long as they want; they grill foul-smelling meat as long as they want and they party as long as they want. 
If you ask them nicely to be quiet, you will be dismissed with slogans like "We don't give a shit", "Move away if you don't like it" or "We'll do what we like".
In my helplessness and speechlessness over this dissocial stubbornness, I came across an old Beatles song called "Not a Second Time". Of course, it was composed by John Lennon in 1963 in a completely different context.
But its lyrics fit just as well with my desperate and so far largely unheard plea for more neighbourly consideration. - In particular, the lines: "You're giving me the same old line/ I'm wondering why/You hurt me then/ you're back again/No, no, no, not a second time“ sum up our current plight with these self-centred neighbours.
And as always with covers, my aim is not to get as close as possible to the original, but to transform it into a Karlit-O-Kay sound design.
The picture cover for the song is by German artist Markus Schuke.

Einleitung auf Deutsch:

Letztes Jahr kauften meine Frau und ich an der Ostsee ein Häuschen. Es sollte so etwas wie unser Alters- und Ruhesitz für die nächsten dreißig Jahre werden. 
Leider wurde diese Vision bisher von unseren zunehmend renitenten Nachbarn durchkreuzt. Rücksichtnahme ist für sie ein Fremdwort. Sie lassen ihre Kinder lautstark Basketball spielen, solange die wollen; sie grillen übelriechendes Fleisch, so lange sie wollen und sie machen Party, so lange sie wollen. 
Bittet man sie freundlich um Ruhe, wird man mit Sprüchen wie "Ist uns doch scheißegal", "Ziehen Sie doch weg, wenn es Ihnen nicht paßt" oder "Wir machen, was uns passt" abgefertigt.
In meiner Ohnmacht und Sprachlosigkeit ob dieser dissozialen Dickfelligkeit stieß ich auf einen alten Song der Beatles namens "Not a Second time". Der ist natürlich damals 1963 von John Lennon in einem ganz anderen Zusammenhang komponiert worden.
Seine Textzeilen passen aber ebenso gut zu meinem verzweifelten und bisher weitgehend unerhört gebliebenen Bitten um mehr nachbarschaftliche Rücksichtnahme. – Insbesondere die Zeilen „You're giving me the same old line/ I'm wondering why/You hurt me then/ you're back again/No, no, no, not a second time“ bringen unsere derzeitige Not mit diesen egozentrischen Nachbarn auf den Punkt, 
Und wie stets bei Covern geht es mir nicht darum, dem Original möglichst nahe zu kommen, sondern dieses in ein Karlit-O-Kay- Sounddesign zu transformieren.
Das Bild-Cover zu dem Song stammt von dem deutschen Künstler Markus Schuke.

Not a Second Time

Not A Second Time (Lennon/Mccartney)

An Ordinary Day Whit the Roch

An Ordinary Day

Solo

Zebra 3

Snowstorm

From 12 little preludes by I. S. Bach, recomposed by Alisa Wunder

Stream

Prelude c-moll

Modes About Me - It Dies With Them

Album:
Happy Not Hateful

Guitar:
@themysteriousdecibel

Bass:
@thefunkykaiju

Producer:
tssrecording.com/

Lyrics:
there's whispers from outside the tent
to vent
is all I have left
weapons on weapons on deck
these people aren't real
just a means to the end
instant regret
thinking descends into doing 
and doing is what I resent
they know my secret
now it dies with them

so fat over there like a pear
with a face so ugly and I bet you don't care
bout the way that they stare 
when you come into town
and your underwear are brown 
kinda wish you were dead
if you ever get married then
I hope that she dies
when you cry 
cause your face turns red
at the funeral they said
that you were sleeping with your dad
and the baby they had
came out and it was black
grabbed his chest and had a little heart attack
your mom dies in side at the sight of that
then you got home and you found out
that your cat ran away
the cancer decided 
to make its way to the brain

Happy Not Hateful

It Dies With Them

Full disclaimer, this cover art is an old sketch Dave made back in high school that went through several iterations in photoshop over the years - and even though what we could come up with was half-decent, in the end we ended up using AI to add some of the clutter and fog in the scene. We think this is worth pointing out because of the whole 'AI MUSIC IS CANCER' thing. But you see, AI is just like the photoshop we use for the cover arts, or the DAW we use for the songs, it's a tool to help you. If the tool is doing everything then it's no longer the same thing, it's more like you are the one helping the AI. 

Anyway, this could be considered a part two of this song: https://soundcloud.com/davemillz/war-israel ; and how our media (from books/magazines to smartphones) distort our views of reality and our own sense of self. And while we battle over stupid things in the Neo-Feudal Agoras of our choice (Facebook, Twitter, etc), our overlords, the corporate "dukes" and "viceroys" of today, have brought our tiny rock once again to the verge World War - inevitably, the last War.

World War II was caused by three autocratic states that sought to impose their systems on the rest of the world: Germany, Italy, Japan - and each started their own localized Wars that only turned into a World War once the United States became involved. Today, there are three autocratic states seeking to impose their systems on the rest of the world: China, Russia, Iran. Two of them, Russia and Iran, have directly led to localized Wars in Ukraine and Gaza, one of them a traditional War, the other a proxy War. The third localized War, is a mystery as it's not here yet. It could be between China, India and Pakistan over Kashmir, it could be between China and Taiwan. The former are three nuclear states, the latter will most likely warrant a counteroffensive by the US. Both, if taken to their ultimate escalation mean the end of the world as we know it. 

Should we feel fine?

...

Yeah... Yeah... Yeah...
Praising 
The slaying
Of depressed heroes
Waving
Goodbyes to the chanting
The new wave's been taking 
Blood spilt for granted
An assembly line of lies
To taint our life...


Life has become
Such a dark room
Protest with the mind
While forfeiting the ownership of soul

Under your thumb
Is your own Mount Doom
Lures you with a fiery eye
As you give it all semblance of control

Over all outcomes
Come and climb into the womb
Drink the fluids dry 
And kill the mother to consume her role

Time makes it numb
Hit the gas to make soon
Replace the Us with I
And dump the old corpse down the Hole!


[Chorus]
With sand on fire
We make a glass so pretty, it blinds
Reshape desires
For a War into a praise to the Divine
The desert's on fire
We make a Star to brighten the night
Reshape desires
For the End into a praise to the Divine


Yeah... Yeah... Yeah...
Scathing is 
The saving
Of defective heroes
Wailing
The end that's in the making
A new way for taking
Blood spilled for granted
Silos of old allies
Plague our minds...


[Solo]


A.I., D.E.I.
May masquerade the pain
The rights to point the blame
Fade away as soon as you sign down your name

Under the terms
Of the Lord of this Domain
Data frames reclaim
All the gold that you've been told amount to fame

In this here game
You kill the targets to gain
Entry into the chain
Must wear the flag of clan, lest you'll live in shame

So, pick your strain
Red or blue to reign
If in the end it's all in vain
Might be too late for us all to abstain


[Chorus]
With sand on fire
We make a glass so pretty, it blinds
Reshape desires
For War into praise to the Divine
The desert's on fire
We make a Star that brightens the night
Reshape desires
For the End for a praise to the Divine


Yeah... Yeah... Yeah...
Engraving
The blaming
Of the dead heroes
Paving
The steps towards erasing
Our nuclear awakening 
The facts now escape me
Maybe it was their pride
That took our lives


[Solo]


///////////MARCH 2025

Sand to Glass

Working Title: `Kopfsalat`

The pic generated by the friendly AI I usually hire for the picturework...well...I think that`s me trying to make sense of all the notes in my head 😉

SunDance

Every Mile is a song about breaking free from the noise and concrete of the modern world to rediscover the wild, untamed spaces where we still belong. Blending ambient textures with acoustic folk roots, this track tells the story of leaving behind the city lights, chasing open skies, and finding peace in nature's forgotten corners. It's a journey through nostalgia, disillusionment, and ultimately, freedom.

Every Mile

Those silly topsy turvy lyrics used before (https://soundcloud.com/api_zz/silly-world) inspired a second ambient /dreamy performance. Hear the results ... 

dreams in the sky

frozen.

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.

Not A Second Time (Lennon/Mccartney)

Karlit-O-Kay (K-O-K)