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Trash Talk Karlit-O-Kay (K-O-K)

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STARLIGHT ALONG ETERNITY WITH NO LIMITS

// PAPLOVIANTE --- This Is Not The End - It Is Only The Beginning - Frawstakwa & Paploviante //

// Lillithe --- MY WAY / OMCB Offer open collaboration „Blackout“//

Syntaleta 🇺🇦 - Gone , Karlit-O-Kay (K-O-K) --- Not A Second Time (Lennon/Mccartney)

Eine erste Auswahl meiner Lieblingssongs. Mir ist es dabei wichtig, die nicht nur einfach 1:1 nachzuspielen, sondern Ihnen meinen eigene Note zu geben. Im Latinstil (Baby it`s you, Girl), mit Bottleneck und Gluidegitarre (No expectations), als Gitarrenversion (statt Piano) (You`ve got a friend) und als miteinander verwobenes Medley (Hallelujah - Suzanne - Famous Blue Raincoat

A first selection of my favorite songs. It is important to me not only to play them like the original, but to give them my own touch. In Latin style (Baby it`s you, Girl), with bottleneck and gluid guitar (No expectations), as guitar version (instead of piano) (You`ve got a friend) and as interwoven medley (Hallelujah - Suzanne - Famous Blue Raincoat )

Under Cover in English

There are those who live like you,
Others who don't live like you
And others who don't live at all. 

There are some who think for you
In the books you will learn
That there are pawns, there are kings
And sometimes there are fools
Who point fingers at you
'Cause it's written there

Some will tell you don't do this 
And others say don't do that
Because it's not for you
Because it's not like that
And you'll think
“What am I doing here, 
this life is not for me... »

Obey…

Sara : «  Come, vis, ta vie, Follow me » 

Obey…

I don't want to kill, I stole nothing except hearts 

I obey, on my life

I obey...

I obey

To accept yourself, to know yourself, is freedom without conspiracies

I obey 

I obey 

There are those who live like you,
Others who don't live like you
And others who don't live at all. 

There are some who think for you
In the books you will learn
That there are pawns, there are kings
And sometimes there are fools
Who point fingers at you
Because it's written there

Some will tell you don't do this 
And others say don't do that
Because it's not for you
Because it's not like that
And you'll think
“What am I doing here, 
this life is not for me... »


Obéis 2x

I don't want to kill, I stole nothing except hearts 

I obey, on my life 

I obey 

I obey

There are some who think for you
In the books you will learn
That there are pawns, there are kings
And sometimes there are fools
Who point fingers at you
Because it's written there

There are those who think like you
Others who don't think like you
And still others who don't think at all 

There are those who live like you,
Others who don't live like you
And others who don't live at all. 

Some will tell you don't do this 
And others say don't do that
Because it's not for you
Because it's not like that
And you'll think
“What am I doing here, 
this life is not for me... »

Come…

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Respect a few things, realize yourself, become free...

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Obey...
« To your life, to your freedom... it's a legacy for my children, our children, all children, as well as for big children.
So as not to fall into the traps of extremes, frustrations, conspiracy, racism... Respecting a few basic rules and mocking the rest, finding oneself, living one's life, breathing, becoming everything one wants to be without getting too stressed. »

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Obéis

Free🦩

Obéis (to your Life/Funky Testament)

Have made too much ballads in the past so this is the consequence...
No more Mr. Nice Guy 😎🤘🏼
RIP Ozzy !

Lessons

Paranoid

 Russians says "There' s no Ukraine, it shouldn't exist"...  I'm Ukrainian and I'm proud of it. My country do exists as well as my music. No one in the world has no right and power to make such statements about any nation. They drew their fascist sign "Z" with blood of Ukrainian children. If you support Russian aggression against Ukraine you've got that bloody sign on your forehead. The God is to judge you...
This track is remastered by Houman (https://soundcloud.com/houmans)

Falling Slowly

Filmed at Playa Tortuga, Costa Ballena, Costa Rica... 
Recorded in Costa Rica, February, 2022
© Composed, performed and produced by PHIL SWAIN
© Lyrics by PHIL SWAIN 
Guitars by TIM RATH, Bass by BRUNO BEAUBRUN

Sunset - Radio Edit

One of my works recorded in my "previous" life before the war. Sometimes we feel tiny and lonely in the Universal. Lately I feel tiny and helpless facing the horrors of the war in my country... 
This track is remastered by Houman (https://soundcloud.com/houmans)

Tiny

Original description disappeared !!

NADA  / NOTHING

He pensado en la muerte  /  I've thought about death
y en lo que habrá detrás.  /  and what will be behind.
Puede que no haya nada,  /  It may be nothing,
¿te has parado a pensar?  /  have you stopped to think?

Nada, nada... nada.  /  Nothing, nothing... nothing.

Nada, nada, nada ni siquiera aire,  /  Nothing, nothing, nothing not even air,
nada, nada, nada que pueda tocarse,  /  nothing, nothing, nothing you can touch.
Nada, nada, nada que tocar ni respirar.  /  Nothing, nothing, nothing to touch nor breathe.

Nada, nada, ni una idea ni un deseo,  /  Nothing, nothing, neither an idea nor a desire,
nada, nada, ningún miedo ni silencio,  /  nothing, nothing, no fear or silence,
nada, nada, nada nada se puede escuchar.  /  nothing, nothing, nothing nothing can be heard.
...
Nada, nada, no esperes encontrarte  /  Nothing, nothing, don't expect finding
nada, nada, no puedes imaginarte  /  nothing, nothing, you cannot imagine
nada, nada, nada, no te entra en la razón.  /  nothing, nothing, it doesn't fit your mind.

ER18PB06 - ©1995 E-RUIZZO – ®2014 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;)

Nada (He pensado en la muerte)

Another composition recorded before the war. I hope one day I will return to my home studio. Any support from you is much appreciated on these extremely hard times for our country, our family. 
I could have recorded much new music for the last 9 months... unless russians came to our yard to "save" us with their tanks, missiles, bombs and war planes at 4 a.m. on Feb 24th. And yes, they saved us from our house, from our normal life, from our dreams and plans. They saved my elderly parents from their home and peaceful life in retiring, saved my daughter from happy childhood, from school, from her friends and vacation by the sea. We'll never forget and never forgive it! I'm sure that russia will get what it deserves - each rocket they launch on Ukraine will turn to another 10 years of disaster for their cowardly people.
 Special thanks to Houman (@houmans) for mastering the track! Please check out his wonderful soundtracks.
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Gone

Introduction in English:

A good thirty years ago I had a partner who had strict Catholic parents. She had four brothers who married in the strict Catholic spirit during the time we were together. 
I loved the free, unbridled, wild dancing at that time. But at those weddings, any passion was contained in a rigid religious call-and-dance ceremonial.   
My "salvation" was Bosza, a Croatian woman overflowing with warmth, cordiality and impetuous liveliness. She was the wife of my then partner's uncle, who himself had fled to Berlin decades ago from the all-suppressing Catholic morality.
And with Bosza I danced half the night away at the weddings. Most people hated us for it. But we were passionate soul mates.
After I separated from my former partner, I lost sight of Bosza for the last ten years. 
Until I received a year ago over a brother of my ex-partner by WhatsApp the message that Bosza had died with not even seventy years. 
When I received this news, I had to cry spontaneously. And out of this sadness, but also out of gratitude for the great living time together at the otherwise dead weddings, this tribute to this wonderful woman was created. A woman who burned from both ends of the candle, and like most who do, do not grow very old.

Lyrics (for those, who don`t speak German)

Bosza

Shaved grass
Orgies of order in excess

Everything symmetrical
The cleanliness fetish

The compulsive cult replaces pleasure and fun

I come there to such a festival
Where they leave farts in gold seals

On the dance floors brooms
Heart-decored straw creatures

The atmosphere is arctic chilled

There you just jumped in brazenly
Loud, exuberant and soft

Created a little warmth niche
In this enchanted ice princess realm

Oh Bosza, Oh Bosza, Oh Bosza
You Know!

Fish grette leftovers at the cat table
On my lap a spoiled quiche

The life in bottles
With permanent stop tabs

The children are domesticated

The meeting train on a railway track
On which is written "Untraceable travelled"

No door handles
The eye salute empty

A glass bell lies on the sea of people

Through you came healing cracks
The gowns mutated into a dress
Stock fishes began to wag
The mood of forbiddance deflated

Ooh Bosza, Ooh Bosza, Ooh Bosza
You know!

Deutscher Originaltext:

Bosza

Kahlgeschorenes Gras
Ordnungsorgien im Übermaß

Alles symmetrisch
Der Sauberkeitsfetisch

Der Zwangskult ersetzt Lust und Spaß

Komme dort auf so ein Fest
Auf dem man Fürze in Goldplomben lässt

Auf den Tanzflächen Besen
Herzentkernte Stroh-Wesen

Die Atmosphäre ist arktisch gekühlt

Da bist Du einfach dreist reingesprungen
laut, überbordend und weich

Schufst eine kleine Wärmenische
In diesem verwunschenen Eisprinzessinnen-Reich

Oh Bosza, Oh Bosza, Oh Bosza
You Know!

Fischgreten-Reste am Katzentisch
Auf meinem Schoß ne' verdorbene Quiche

Das Leben in Flaschen
Mit Dauerstop-Laschen

Die Kinder sind domestiziert

Der Begegnungszug auf einem Gleis
Auf dem steht „Unauffindbar verreist“

Keine Türklinken
Der Augengruß leer

Eine Glasglocke liegt auf dem Menschenmeer

Durch Dich kamen heilsame Risse
Die Talare mutierten zum Kleid
Stockfische begannen zu wedeln
Die Stimmung von Verboten entbleit

Ooh Bosza, Ooh Bosza, Ooh Bosza
You know!

Bosza

Boza

"Everything Is" is a song written for individuals and loved ones affected by Alzheimer's and dementia. 

"Everything Is" by Le Jank feat. Drew Seeley

I wish for more days like the past inside me
But that’s doesn’t mean I don’t hope
I accept the present as this moment the rest 
Is out of our control
So...

All you need to know is all things are going to be alright
Everything is going to be alright now
Everything is going to be alright

I dream my life clock could tock tick, go backwards
To when the future seemed more clear
But I'll keep growin' to the sky with each blink, unshrinking
Until I forget how to fear
So...

All you need to know is all things are going to be alright
Everything is going to be alright now
Everything is going to be alright

Ⓟ © 2022 The Jank Guitar Store Records. All Rights Reserved.

Everything Is

Introduction in English:

In my late 30s, I still suffered from frequent anxiety and panic attacks. During this time, I had a recurring nightmare: I am lying in my bed at night. Some dark, strange figure comes into my room. It slowly comes closer to me. Before it reaches me, I wake up screaming and drenched in sweat.  
One day my female psychoanalyst encouraged me to relive this dream with her company. Like a fairy godmother, she now sat in my imagination at the edge of my bed and held my hand. Thus I succeeded in letting the dark figure come closer. And at some point the strange being stood in front of me and I could look him directly in the face. And suddenly it became clear to me that it is the death which stands beside me; which probably always stood beside me and also always will stand beside me: My eternal companion. 
Since these sessions, panic attacks and anxiety attacks occur very rarely. And when they do come, I now know that it is basically my residual fear of finitude, of having to die, and finally of death. And from this realization, I can feel all the more in all my depths the legendary sentence of Sigmund Freud: "If you want to live well, prepare yourself early for death". The song "Finitude" was written against the background of these experiences It is in French, because for me this language comes closest to such existential themes.

Lyrics in English (for those, who don`t speak French):

Finitude

I have no time 
Finitude
Stands in my door
And speaks to me:

Come on go 

Don't stand still
Let no more time pass

The clock is ticking away 
Your shadow wins
Decay haunts you
Pain and anguish

But you are not alone 
The duty to die
Is the bond 

That unites us 
Whether rich or poor 
Wise or foolish

Death doesn't care
He takes us to himself

Finitude
I am ready
Look at you
You move closer to me

Till you're all there with me 

Look around me 
Many backs already crooked
The rollator goes ahead
Straight to the cemetery gate

The lifting only lasts 
Until the next tower clock

Then it comes out

That we melt 
We blow in the wind
Nothing of us remains 
Death rubs its hands

But do not forget
The duty to die 
Is the bond

That unites us 
Whether rich or poor 
Wise or foolish

Death does not care
He takes us to himself

Finitude
I am ready
Look at you
You move closer to me

Till you're all with me 
Until you are
Until you are 
Untill you are
Completely with me

Texte en français:

Finitude

Je n'ai pas le temps 
La finitude
Est à ma porte
Et me parle:

Allez, vas-y 
Ne t'arrête pas
Ne laisse plus passer le temps

L'horloge s'écoule 
Ton ombre gagne
Le déclin te hante
Douleur et tourment

Mais tu n'es pas seul 
Le devoir de mourir
Est le lien 

Qui nous unit 
Riche ou pauvre 
Intelligents ou idiots

La mort c'est pareil
Elle nous fait venir

Finitude
Je suis prêt
Je te regarde
Tu te rapproches de moi

Jusqu'à ce que tu sois 
Tout à fait avec moi 

Je regarde autour de moi 
Beaucoup de dos déjà courbés
Le rollateur va devant
Directement à la porte du cimetière

Le lifting ne dure que 
Jusqu'à la prochaine horloge de la tour

Puis il se révèle

Que nous passons 
Emportés par le vent
Qu'il ne reste rien de nous 
Que la mort se frotte les mains

Mais n'oublie pas
Le devoir de mourir 
Est le lien

Qui nous unit 
Riche ou pauvre 
Intelligents ou idiots

La mort c'est pareil
Elle nous fait venir

Finitude
Je suis prêt
Je te regarde
Tu te rapproches de moi

Jusqu'à ce que tu sois 
Tout à fait avec moi
Jusqu'à ce que tu sois
Jusqu'à ce que tu sois 
Jusqu'à ce que tu sois
Tout à fait avec moi

Finitude

Introduction in English:

Recently I met a friend who spent a month in Crete earlier this year. 
As he told me about his wanderings there, I again remembered a drastic experience I had during my stay in Crete thirty years ago. 
During my expeditions through the bare Cretan mountains at that time, I met a young man who had been living in a cave for some time, completely isolated from the world. 
We walked together for a while. He told me that he suffered from psychotic delusions with inner voices torturing him. 
The secluded life here in the mountains would help him to deal with these powerful and alienating voices. 
Nevertheless, he longed so much for a release from this "voice terror". 
When I wanted to visit him again the next day, he was nowhere to be found. 
In all these years I thought of him from time to time, especially since I also meet people here in Berlin again and again who suffer from similar psychotic confusions. 
With this song I try to put myself in the place of these people who suffer so terribly and are still largely misunderstood

Lyrics (for those, who don`t speak German)

Voices in the head

Voices in the head
Eat me up

Controlling me
Beat on me

Persecute me, torture me
Incapacitate me
Condemn, despise, devalue, laugh at me 
They make me down, drive into all my limbs

Are always there, invade me
Come when they want, never leave me alone

Come through the walls, no wall can stop them

Hate, shun, move masses of vengeance 
They cause me pain with relish, they light stigma-candles inside me

I've made up my mind 
I'll be calm, because I know I can free myself from you
Yes, I can free myself from you!

The last thing I have left is to lay a hand on myself.
With my dying, I'll give you my last escort.

Then I'll cast you off like a garment of shadows

Your blasphemies, your bullying, your poison, your envy

Flow with the water and the blood from me
Disappears in the drain, far away from here

Emasculated sadists, coreless egoists, seedless fascists, 
You all can't nestle in me anymore

Float away
You stay behind

Your power is now completely null and void
A hollow space remains unnamed

I now lie in my hand

Deutscher Originaltext:

Stimmen im Kopf

Stimmen im Kopf
Fressen mich auf

Bestimmen über mich
Schlagen auf mich drauf

Verfolgen, Foltern mich
Entmündigen mich
Verurteilen, verachten, entwerten, verlachen, 
Machen mich nieder, fahr`n in all meine Glieder

Sind immer da, dringen in mich ein
Kommen wann sie wollen, lassen mich nie allein

Kommen durch die Wände, Keine Mauer halt sie auf

hassen, schassen, bewegen Rachemassen, 
Bereiten lustvoll Schmerzen, Entzünden in mir Wundmal-Kerzen

Ich hab’ mich entschieden, 
Ich werde ruhig, weil ich weiß, ich kann mich von Euch befreien
Ja ich kann mich von Euch befreien!

Das letzte was mir bleibt, ist, Hand an mich zu legen
Mit meinem Freitod gebe ich Euch letztes Geleit

Dann leg’ ich Euch ab wie ein Schatten-Kleid

Euer Lästern, Euer Stänkern, Euer Gift, Euren Neid

Fließt mit dem Wasser und dem Blut aus mir
Entschwindet im Abfluß, weit weg von hier

Entmannte Sadisten, Entkernte Egoisten, Samenlose Faschisten, 
Ihr könnt’ Euch alle nicht mehr in mir einnisten

Schwebe hinüber
Ihr bleibt zurück

Eure Macht ist nun ganz und gar null und nichtig
Zurück bleibt ein Hohlraum unbenannt

Ich lieg jetzt in meiner Hand

Stimmen im Kopf (Voices in the Head)

Stimmen Im Kopf (Voices In The Head)

© Composed, performed and produced by PHIL SWAIN
Lyrics by PHIL SWAIN, inspired by the words of wisdom of my mentor Daisaku Ikeda, encouraging us to develop a poetic spirit...

La Luna que te Inspira - Reggae Version

Introduction in English:

My mother was always a smart woman, endowed with a naturally high intelligence .

Living alone with her sick father, she had to leave school already in the 6th grade and go to work in a factory.

When she later met my academically pre-educated father, she was introduced through him into the circles of the so-called " educated citizens ".

We then often had corresponding "nouveau riche" and "status conceit" parties in our large rented apartment. Here, my mother regularly got to feel the "fine", subtly deeply humiliating difference between the would-be educated and her as a despicably uneducated person.

At the same time, the would-be educated often had a style of communication that I call "trash talk" in this song. They often engaged in name-dropping by mentioning only the names of famous personalities without knowing anything more about their work. When asked more closely, they quickly changed the subject or texted you with some quarter-truth.

My mother, who was plagued by feelings of inferiority, was very intimidated by this, and it made her feel all the more stupid, uninteresting, and not socially acceptable.

At that time I was still too small. But I would have liked to turn back time for my mother's protection and sing this song at the highest volume to all these "trash talkers" standing on our dining room table at that time.

That the topic of "subtle differences" is a timeless one (I bow here to the wonderfully perceptive Pierre Bourdieu in this regard) is shown by the deep rifts that continue to exist between today's self-proclaimed "elite" and the supposed "primitives".

Lyrics in English (for those, who don`t speak German):

Trash Talk

Just chat, don't think anymore, dislocate brain, be stupid 
Chattering sideways, never wavering, just no profundity, flatland

They remain one-dimensional, quite gloriously meaningless
The wordplay is all thin and stale, The shallow is all big with them

Come close all books, welcome to a shallow brain walk
Sult yourselves in the mud talk, It`s time for a nice trash talk  

Are at many parties with colorful Smarties, with false eyelashes and pout 
No contacts, just meaningless verbal acts, word junk.

They are the heroes of the lazy mind, meaningless in the jelly glow 
Are narrow-minded, cheeky and brazen, persist in the one-legged dance

Come close all books, welcome to a shallow brain walk
Sult yourselves in the mud talk, It`s time for a nice trash talk 

Have no enemies, no friends either, talk beside, nothing remains 
Leave only grease stains, can`t even bump, get stuck in the approach, nothing drifts 

Except: Trash Talk, Trash Talk, Trash Talk, Trash Talk (Fad Out)...

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Deutscher Originaltext

Trash Talk

Einfach quatschen, nicht mehr denken, Hirn ausrenken, Dumm sein 
Seitwärts plaudern, niemals zaudern, nur kein Tiefsinn, Flachland

Sie bleiben eindimensional, ganz herrlich bedeutungslos
Der Wortwitz ist ganz dünn und schal, Das Seichte ist bei ihnen ganz groß

Komm schließt alle Bücher, welcome to a shallow brain walk
Sult Euch im Schlammreden, It`s Time for a nice Trash Talk  

Sind auf vielen Parties mit bunten Smarties, mit falschen Wimpern und Schmollmund 
Keine Kontakte, nur sinn-entschlackte Verbalakte, Wortschund.

Sie sind die Helden des faulen Geists, nichtssagend im geligen Glanz, 
Sind borniert, vorlaut und dreist, verharren im einbeinigen Tanz

Kommt schließt alle Bücher, welcome to a shallow brain walk
Sult Euch im Schlammreden, It`s Time for a nice Trash Talk 

Haben keine Feinde, auch keine Freunde, reden daneben, nichts bleibt 
Hinterlaßen nur Fettflecken, können nicht mal anecken, bleiben im Ansatz stecken, nichts treibt 

Außer: Trash Talk, Trash Talk, Trash Talk, Trash Talk (Fad Out)…

Trash Talk

An improvised story performed at the DC Improv Comedy Lounge

A Hot Day

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SeXXy Reggae vol3

Original demo recorded: 1996
Remaster: 2023

Walk Along The Mountain Peaks

ok ok ok ! this is the same title and the same main theme... but not the same arrangements :))

Speed Limit (Electro dance version )

Super excited to feature the awesome guitarist Ibnu Hadi D on this track - he created and performed a stellar guitar solo for me! 
Big thanks and much appreciation to him 🙏💛🎵 

Guitar: Ibnu Hadi D (https://fiverr.com/s/k6YQVA)
Original Composition, Mix/Master: Electrometis
Vocals: Various royalty free sources

Free download if you like it.

Thank you for listening ♥

Raise the Alarm!

Raise The Alarm! (feat. Ibnu Hadi D)

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)

Bouncing Off The Beat-IPG1 & Paploviante
Open Collab from IPG1:
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/bouncing-off-the-beat-92-bpm
Paploviante: Bass, Music Composing, Arrangement, Mix, Picture and Mastering
Vocals and Lyrics IPG1:
*Multiverse...A combination of a few of my verses from different tracks! This is an open invitation for a collab, this track is open for downloads. All producers, mixologist, DJ, and Musician are welcome to test their skills and artistry. The file is submitted "as is", add what you want to complete it, or simply sample parts. If you use it, please link back to this page. Message me here with a link to your production and I will repost... Enjoy fam! To all producers you have my permission and authorization to use it as your own. I have published this as royalty free. You can monetize or do whatever you want with it. All proceeds are yours to keep. Everyone is welcome to participate. All I ask is vocal credit, my name is: Ian Greaves aka (IPG1)Peace! Enjoy Fam!!! Lyrics: Bouncing Off The Beat Adlib…
Verse1 so many rhymes -written---styles bitten  Tracks so sick -they'll leave you bed ridden Word play written with -shadow-rhymes hidden  visions -That occur with -lethal--precision insight for dayzzz--experience that pays you'll be amazed- rhyme after rhyme--phrase after phrase how the hell he do that—and the message conveys  cohesion on the track I’mer set it ablaze Another Track turnt up Set this one on re-play yeah -I got it….yeah -I got it like that
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Verse2 Let's pick up the pace -Dropping bass in ya face Locking haters in place- Rocking the whole damn place Kicking ass…..more---Bass!!!!----more---Bass!!!! let’s keep it going!!! I'll share-The knowledge keep the drumbeat flowing Get yourself a taste —-a full embrace rhymes tighter than the knot -on top your shoelace Guarantee! —to put a smile back on your face Gimme some space- Gimme some space! Unplugged!—so-why not try to interface Addicted to the sound -Like it's free-bass  like coke!—the real thing-without the aftertaste  more--be Tha beat----- more-be Tha -Bass!!!!------more-be Tha-Bass!!!!
Verse3 All I've been through-leads to this time-this moment Grinding night and day-while most lay dormant Always bring my best-dress to impress Full court press-the opposition seem ---stressed I stay intentional-multidimensional  Verse after verse-totally exceptional wait a sec---here’s a -reality check bet a bottom dollar that a brother don't sweat Go ahead groove on-ain't done yet Rock another beat-so my haters —upset Track is getting ---lit like a --------Newport cigarette  why the confusion y'all—-too--unconventional must be delusional-Call it phenomenal solid ambition-creative composition  adjust your position -cause I'm Still on a mission track them down --take them out friendly disposition  grab the track press play -sit back and listen
Verse4 When the beats on time ain't no axe to grind I just do my thing it's easy to unwind Lemme rock the beat solid I'll take you for a ride If you're just another Hater - hello ---goodbye Racking up the numbers where the hell they're gonna hide Really don't matter no more Mr. nice guy
Repeat-Verse1
Outro Volatile like nitro—don’t shake or stir Wanted signs posted-don’t let the lines blur  Creative juices flowing so go for what you know This is what I was born for so come on let’s go!
Drop!

Bouncing Off The Beat - IPG1 & Paploviante

Brand New Collaboration with the Man that is Lou Osiavo https://soundcloud.com/user-659662265
He really hit my heart with this amazing track , i knew i had to write with him on this. The ultra talented artist who has many aliases , IPG , Level One Up , you get the picture , go give him some love.
Lyrics:-
Now is all we've got and
For now 
We're Present
Wow It's such a concept
That now
Is this moment

Now is all we have
And now is over
Now is all we have
And now is over

"WHEN" is just a flicker
Of light 
My friend
"THEN" is just a glimmer
of hope 
Again

Now is all we have
And now is over
Now is all we have
And now is over

Lou Osiavo & winkandwoo 2023

Now Is Over

Now Is Over - Lou Osiavo & winkandwoo

A tous les vagabonds d'âge qui ont parcouru le monde en biais de long en large et en galères. 
Compositeurs : Philippe SEGUINARD - Xavier JAARI  Auteurs : Xavier 
JAARI ( english )  Guillaume DULER  ( french )
Arrangements : Xavier JAARI  https://soundcloud.com/xavier-jari
Chants : Xavier JAARI - Guillaume DULER
Bass - Drums - Keyboard : Xavier JAARI
Guitars : Philippe SEGUINARD - Xavier JAARI
To all the vagabonds of age who have traveled the world on a slant, up and down the length and breadth of the galleys. 
Composers: Philippe SEGUINARD - Xavier JAARI Authors: Xavier 
JAARI ( english ) Guillaume DULER ( french )
Arrangements : Xavier JAARI https://soundcloud.com/xavier-jari
Vocals : Xavier JAARI - Guillaume DULER
Bass - Drums - Keyboard : Xavier JAARI
Guitars : Philippe SEGUINARD - Xavier JAARI

Lyrics: 
You’re juste hobos on the road, with your guitars as only load,
They're just two raggedy men, lost in a world that don't give a damn,
But you keep playing your music anyway, hoping to find a better day.

J'ai des kilomètres de frontières
Sous mes semelles de vents glacés
Comme ces rivières en hiver
Où j'ai pas fini de nager
A contre courant électrique
Je n'ai jamais fait d'étincelles
J'étais tout seul sale pathétique
Comme une bête sans sa belle

It’s your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
Mon dernier train arrive en gare
It’s your life style but you choose it your life style 
C'est bientôt l'heure du départ
It’s your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
Cette fois je ne suis pas en retard
It’s your life style but you choose it your life style

It’s too late anyway too late to have any regret 
It’s too late anyway too late fot better day
just two raggedy men, 
Lost in a world that don't give a damn,

J'ai fait le tour du monde en biais
De long en large et en galère
J'étais un pauvre aventurier
Un Bob Morane de la misère
J'en ai connu des bides en ville
Sur tous les trottoirs de la Terre
Mendier c'est toujours difficile
Pas un radis et en Enfer

It’s your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
Mon dernier train arrive en gare
It’s your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
C'est bientôt l'heure du départ
It’s your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
Cette fois je ne suis pas en retard
It’s your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
Cette fois je ne serai pas en retard

You're just hobos on the road, with your guitars as only load,
They're just two raggedy men, lost in a world that don't give a damn,
But you keep playing your music anyway, hoping to find a better day.

I've got miles of borders
Under my soles of icy winds
Like rivers in winter
Where I'm not done swimming
Against the electric current
I never made a spark
I was all alone dirty pathetic
Like a beast without its beauty

It's your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
My last train arrives at the station
It's your life style but you choose it your life style 
It's almost time to go
It's your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
This time I'm not late
It's your life style but you choose it your life style

It's too late anyway too late to have any regret 
It's too late anyway too late fot better day
just two raggedy men, 
Lost in a world that don't give a damn,

I went around the world at an angle
Up and down and up and down
I was a poor adventurer
A Bob Morane of misery
I've had my share of flops in town
On all the sidewalks of the Earth
Begging is always difficult
Not a penny and to hell

It's your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
My last train arrives at the station
It's your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
It's almost time to go
It's your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
This time I'm not late
It's your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
This time I won't be late

© Xavier JAARI / Philippe SEGUINARD / Guillaume DULER   Juillet 2023

Bum'bo  ( Xavier JAARI & JIM ) TRANSLATED

I am very happy to present my new collaboration with OMCB ( Thomas F.) 
MY WAY
OMCB : https://soundcloud.com/omcb/blackout-omcb-open-collab
Vocals and Lyrics: Emily Coy
https://soundcloud.com/stemstore/emily-coy-my-way-no-fake
Lillithe: adding Beat,Sound Effects, Percussions and Vocals.

MY WAY  / OMCB Offer open collaboration „Blackout“

This is not the End-It is only the Beginning / FRAWSTAKWA & Paploviante
Lyrics and vocals written and performed by FRAWSTAKWA
@frawstakwa
Paploviante: Bass, Background Music, Mix, Picture and Mastering

This Is Not The End - It Is Only The Beginning - Frawstakwa & Paploviante

Here's a collab with super inspirational https://soundcloud.com/ipg1

Vox; https://soundcloud.com/ipg1

Production; https://soundcloud.com/rizlix


Image created with Leonardo.ai.

IPG1 & RiZLiX - The Alert

Adele her song, but then a bit different.


Vocal arrangement by Stefan Flügel
https://www.chorusonline.nl/arrangementen/1223/adele-send-my-love-to-your-new-lover.html





Send My Love (To Your New Lover) - [Cover Adele]

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Lyrics:
If I said goodbye
Then make me a liar, a liar

My heart's heating up, our love is on fire, fire

Up in the clouds, here in the dark
We shine a light, we are the stars
Maybe we found, who we are, meant to be
In this galaxy

Look at the way that we are
Burning so bright, we are stars

So Bright
So Bright
So Bright

We belong to the sky

Magic fills my eyes
I'm lost in a dream, a dream

A million suns could die but
Our light won't recede, recede

Up in the sky, 
Here in the night
We shine together and the heavens align

Through the expanse
Entangled tonight
In this galaxy


Look at the way that we are
Burning so bright, we are stars

So bright
So bright
So bright

When we light up the sky

I'm lost in the love that we are
Shining our lights, like were stars

We are stars, We are stars
You're my star

Look at the way that we are
Burning so bright
We are stars

So bright
So bright
So bright

We belong to the sky

If I said goodbye, then make me a liar, a liar 

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Stars (feat. Branchey)

A Spaceship Takes To The Sky

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New overworked version of a classic Hendrix song. Not a copy but an own interpretation with a bluesy touch.

Little Wing

Als meine Partnerin 2015 im Krankenhaus lag, nahm ich ihr meine Version dieses wunderbaren Bluessongs der Stones von 1968 auf. Beim anhören blühte sie auf und es unterstützte sie dabei, wieder zu Kräften zu kommen.

When my partner was in hospital in 2015, I recorded my version of this wonderful 1968 Stones blues song for her. When she heard it, it blossomed and helped her to regain her strength.

No Expectations (Jagger/Richards)

Als großer Beatlesfan liebte ich diesen Track auf dem ersten Album der Beatles Please, Please me, als sie noch roh, frisch und noch nah am Cavern Club klangen. Aber als jemand, der Latin Percussion ebenfalls liebt, fande ich es immer reizvoll, diesen Song, den die Beatles ja selber wiederum gecovert hatten, als Rumba aufzunehmen

As a big Beatles fan I loved this track on the first album of the Beatles Please, Please me, when they sounded raw, fresh and still close to the Cavern Club. But as someone who also loves Latin percussion, I always liked to record this song, which the Beatles themselves had covered, as a rumba.

Baby It`s You (David/Williams/Bacharach

Einer meiner ganz großen Lieblingslieder von John Lennon, in dem er, wie er selbst einmal sagte, schon hellsichtig die spätere Begegnung mit Yoko Ono besingt. Mit meiner Coverversion möchte ich diesem wunderbar wehmütig-zynischen ein Denkmal setzen und zugleich zeigen, daß seine Schönheit auch in einem Rumba-Stil zum Leuchten gebracht werden kann.

One of my favourite songs by John Lennon, in which, as he once said himself, he is already clairvoyant about the later encounter with Yoko Ono. With my cover version I would like to set a monument to this wonderfully wistfully cynical song and at the same time show that its beauty can also be brought to light in a rumba style.

Girl (Lennon/Mccartney)

Immer schon hat mich dieses Lied begleitet. Und bis heute, wenn ich mich einsam und verloren fühle, erinnere ich mich an diesen Jahrhundertsong aus dem Jahre 1971. Ich habe versucht, meine Sehnsüchte und Wünsche nach tiefen, ewigen Freundschaften in meine Version von You`ve got a friend hineinzulegen

This song has always accompanied me. And to this day, when I feel lonely and lost, I remember this song of the century from 1971. I have tried to put my longings and desires for deep, eternal friendships into my version of You've got a friend.

You´ve Got Friend (Carole King)

Auch hier wieder ein Versuch, zwei Wünsche zusammenzubringen: Auf der einen Seite das Bedürfnis, meine drei Lieblingslieder von Cohen singen aufznehmen zu können. Auf der anderen Seite die geniale B-Seite (auf der Vinylplatte) des letzten Albums der Beatles von September 1969 (Die Let it be-Tracks waren ja schon Anfang 1969 in den Get-Back-Sessions aufgenommen worden). Und dann der Integrationsversuch: Die drei Cohensongs und wie sie miteinander verwoben werden können.

Here again an attempt to bring two wishes together: On the one hand, the need to sing and record my three favorite songs of Cohen. On the other hand the ingenious B-side (on the vinyl record) of the Beatles' last album from September 1969 (The Let it be tracks had already been recorded in the Get-Back sessions in early 1969). And then the integration attempt: The three Cohensongs and how they can be interwoven.

Leonard Cohen - Medley (Hallelujah - Suzanne -Famous Blue Raincoat)

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.