AB Playlist 076 Part 2

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When I wrote this duet, I had Amanda Sanderson's distinctively beautiful voice in mind. The song itself is an outgrowth or continuation of a poetry collection I published a few years ago, "The Book of Arabella."
Both the song and the poems are about a mysterious, otherworldly woman, Arabella, who feels trapped in a marriage, trapped in fact in her human body.
Here's a link to that poetry collection for the curious:
https://www.library.wisc.edu/parallelpress/pp-catalog/poetry-series/2014-2/the-book-of-arabella/
(...and yes, that is actually our cat in the photo on the big clock above the piano)
Instruments used:
All three guitar tracks played on my Gretsch 5622T
plus Fender (Squier) Jaguar SS bass
Angel chorus sung by angels...well, actually Alchemy synth
Amanda's SoundCloud page: https://soundcloud.com/phoebeelena
Recorded in Logic Pro using hardware tube preamps and compressors.

***Cat on a Clock***
(Words & music by Timothy Walsh)
Verse 1 (Him)
You come softly down the stairs into my waiting arms.
Hand you coffee, touch your hair…it seems that you’re not there.
I don’t say it but I know, on this special day,
your body’s here with me, but you’re a million miles away.
I don’t say it—I don’t want to tell no one—
You’re going nowhere but you’re always on the run.

Verse 2 (Arabella)
Morning comes, I stretch in bed, see the sun come through the blinds.
Hear you in the kitchen there, smell the coffee so divine.
I rub my eyes, decide if I can slide into this day,
or maybe spread my wings and softly fly away.
I don’t know why I’m so restless in this world.
It’s like I’m from some country where I can’t return.

CHORUS:
You’re like a cat upon a clock sleeping in the sun,
whiling away your time on earth until our day is done.
Just like a cat upon a clock dreaming through the day
while the world outside goes on and softly spins away.

Verse 3 (Him)
Twilight comes and I see you in the garden where
the cedars and the pines are your sisters in the sky.
You walk out among the herbs, barefoot on the bricks,
smell the chervil and the thyme that never ask you why.
You’re so lost to me I don’t know what I’ll do.
I’m so in love with every single thing you do.

Verse 4 (Arabella)
Some days I wish that I could go flying through the sky—
spread my wings just like a crow and take off with a sigh.
Somewhere beyond the moon, I think I’ll find my home,
far away from this earth and this house of flesh and bone.
I’m not angry, I just don’t know how to say
I’m a creature not like you in any way.

CHORUS (sung twice)

Cat on a Clock

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Cat On A Clock (early demo mix)

That's how I see it one city, which I've never been to. Ernst Haas Lights of New York City, 1970 was used for the cover. Music Composed/Produced by Guitarbeard © 2020

Buy https://guitarbeard.bandcamp.com/track/nyc

Dialectica

Texte Français et Google traduction

LA POUDRE BLANCHE...

Il se jouait à la russe
Bravant sa roulette
Se cherchant des plus
En laissant les miettes.
Il écœurait de sentiments
Surtout pas de haine
Aux injustices seulement
En vivant dans la peine.

Il se prenait des interdits
Qui grilleraient son temps
Sans se trouver maudit
Pour rêver en plus grand.
Il traînait son ombre
La suivant par derrière
Les regards de ce monde
Pas bien fait pour lui plaire.

La poudre blanche, retrousser la manche
Et quand bien même, ceux qui en prennent
Il n’y aura plus, depuis le début
Aux artifices, que la fin de triste

Il mettait ses oeillères
Pour aller tout droit
En courant vers l’enfer
Qu’il espérait moins froid.
Ce n’est la peur au ventre
Qui le ferait partir
Aux ténèbres impatientes
Mais pourquoi vouloir en finir?

Il se riait des sorts
Dans tous leurs tirages
Taquinant la mort
Qu’elle vienne avant l’âge.
Dans les méandres des rues
Malfamées de racailles
Il s’était tout juste perdu
Mais fallait-il qu’il s’en aille?

La poudre blanche, retrousser la manche
Et quand bien même, ceux qui en prennent
Il n’y aura plus, depuis le début
Aux artifices, que la fin de triste,
Que la fin de triste.

Salut bien bas, adieu à toi.

WHITE POWDER

He was playing Russian
Braving his roulette
Looking for each other
By leaving the crumbs.
He was disgusted with feelings
Don’t you hate me
To injustices only
By living in pain.

He was taking prohibitions
That would blow his time
Without being cursed
To dream bigger.
He dragged his shadow
The next one from behind
The eyes of this world
Not good for her.

White powder, roll up the handle
And still, those who take it
There will be no more, from the beginning
To the artifices, that the end of sad

He wore his blinders
To go straight
Running to hell
That he hoped less cold.
It’s not fear in the belly
That would make him go
To the impatient darkness
But why do you want to end it?

He laughed at the spells
In all their prints
Teasing the death
Let her come before age.
In the meanders of the streets
Thugs of the street
He just got lost
But did he have to go?

White powder, roll up the handle
And still, those who take it
There will be no more, from the beginning
To the artifices, that the end of sad,
Only the end of sad.

Hello down, goodbye to you.

LA POUDRE BLANCHE (La destruction)

No more Mr. Nice Guy 👿😈👻😁 ...
> performed by DudellicAh! (2020)

Blast, Beats And😱No Melody [A Serious🧐KasperlTREKater]

A track from the album Time and Tide, available on Bandcamp
amandasanderson.bandcamp.com/album/time-and-tide

Lyrics, music, mixing, production: Verulium
https://verulium.bandcamp.com/releases
Vocals: Amanda Kim Sanderson

It started in Garstang
Heading out for the M55 it's a beautiful motorway
But in the wrong direction 

I first saw Jimi in 75
Stood on the cowling of a seaplane not alive
But more like a saviour

I sat by the lakeside
Checking up on the stove and the gear for a very long holiday
To where the spirit takes me

He landed like a star on Derwentwater
His face was drawn so I offered him a quarter
Of Kendal mint cake

Driving the ghost of a famous 60s rock star
Around and around ’til we've built the energy
Living in the back of a camper van
The lakes are great and we do the best we can
One day we'll make it

We're parked in a lay by
Filling up with some beans on toast and a very nice Chardonnay 
To mark the occasion

In a white silk shirt and skin tight pants
He can't sing a note and he's banned all instruments
You've got to respect it

Driving the ghost of a famous 60s rock star
Around and around ’til we've built the energy
Living in the back of a camper van
The lakes are great and we do the best we can
One day we'll make it

We pin our hopes upon
The comeback show of the chosen one
At the Woodstock of the north
In Deeply Vale with Sandie Shaw and The Doors 

Driving the ghost of a famous 60s rock star
Around and around ’til we've built the energy
Living in the back of a camper van
The lakes are great and we do the best we can
One day we'll make it

But the times have changed
The stars have left?
We keep on chasing happiness none the less
One day we’ll find it

Time and Tide

Driving The Ghost Of A Famous Sixties Rock Star

Pandemic /Plandemic/ Financial Meltdown/ Staggering Unemployment, Just be a good citizen and Take The Pain.

Dont Complain Take The Pain

MIDNIGHT HOUR
Written, Performed, Produced & Mastered
by Andrew Borderick Copyright 1988/2015/2020 AB Music

MIDNIGHT HOUR, YOU SAY THERE'S NO LAW
IN THIS HOUR, YOU GO ALONE

CHANGING YOUR NAME, IT'S NOT REALY YOU
AND IN THIS HOUR, YOU'LL MAKE, YOU'LL PAY
(chorus)
WATCH ME THERE NOW
SO........... REMEMBER SO
SO........... REMEMBER SO CLOSE
SO........... REMEMBER SO CLOSE
AND NOW YOU ARE TORN

THE KIDS ARE ALL SHOUTING, PLAYGROUNDS A SONG
CATCHING THE COLDNESS, I'M ALL ALONE

MIDNIGHT HOUR, YOU'RE UNDER THE LAW
IT'S IN THIS HOUR, YOU ARE ALONE
(chorus)
WATCH ME THERE NOW
SO........... REMEMBER SO
SO........... REMEMBER SO CLOSE
SO........... REMEMBER SO CLOSE
AND NOW YOU ARE TORN
(break)
(chorus)
WATCH ME THERE NOW
SO........... REMEMBER SO
SO........... REMEMBER SO CLOSE
SO........... REMEMBER SO CLOSE
SO........... REMEMBER SO
SO........... REMEMBER SO CLOSE

Another  World

MIDNIGHT HOUR

Like a duck on the pond. On the surface everything looks calm, but beneath the water those little feet are churning a mile a minute.”
— Gene Hackman

Always fun to collaborate with Belial who seems to have discovered the fountain of youth with regard to ambient sounds. 

Rhodes, Bass, Percussion, Synth: Jan Schonander
Ambient sounds, Percussion, Synths: Belial Pelegrim 
https://soundcloud.com/belial-pelegrim

Faux Chill

Faux Chill | Belial Pelegrim & TheGat(s)

An album interpreted by the girls of ElectroMachine, guitarTV, Mixing, re-orchestration Christian Levitan. This album also includes 8 tracks "Bake Monogatari". 
Un album interpreté par les filles de ElectroMachine, guitareTV, Mixage, reorchestration Christian Levitan. Cet album comprend également 8 titres "Bake Monogatari". 
沉阳工作室-辽宁-RPC于2018年9月实现

Death Note v/s Monogatari

Misa's Theme

Misa's Theme (Death Note)

Music Is Life

Christian Levitan - Album WW 2023 (Maybe) This is Not a Video Game
First publication December 8, 2018 - UPC 4061798158294
Recording in Shenyang - Liaoning - RPC - 
With Arsenal Fighter and ElectroMachine 2.0
Information EmGee Publishing - MG Productions Des Moines - USA
Composer Christian Levitan
Production - Copyright Christian Brunet (2018)

WW 2023 (Maybe) This is Not a Video Game

Is The Time Night Is Coming

I'm just having fun!
Hope you enjoying too!
Thanks for listening.

The Rock Show

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.   Featuring...Godin Acoustic Guitar solo, Fiddle solo, Dobro Guitar solo, Mandolin solo, Acoustic Bass regular, Acoustic Bass flanging, Banjo Rhythm, Banjo Rhythm, Fiddle Rhythm, Accordion Rhythm, Mandolin Rhythm, Godin Nylon Guitar Rhythm, Percussion Washboard.

Greener Grass

Moonshine Jug

Solar System Excursions

A Night On Mars

Tourbillon De Plastique
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Un tourbillon, faux romantique
Des beaux noms, de chics boutiques
Une ronde qui gronde, Mer de plastique
De faux idéaux, vraiment pas chic

C’pétrole iodé, d’être anarchique
Pour devenir, « full » archaïque
Millions d’années, c’n’est pas magique
Tout reste en tas, bien trop pacifique

Ah Eh Oh, Ah Oh Eh Oh, Ah Eh Oh, Ah Oh Eh Eh
Ah Eh Oh, Ah Oh Eh Oh, Ah Eh Oh, Ah Oh Eh Eh
Ah Eh Oh, Ah Oh Eh Oh, Ah Eh Oh, Ah Oh Eh Eh
Ah Eh Oh, Ah Oh Eh Oh, Ah Eh Oh, Ah Oh Eh Eh

Qu’est ce qu’on va faire, D’toutes ces reliques
Moquer l’enfer D’un beau sourire angélique
Foi en l’avenir, Comme amnésique
L’descendant soupire, même si tout plein d’fric

Reste à défaire nos déchets d’fabrique
(Aller) Laver la mer, Tous des pêcheurs de plastique
Partir en guerre, Beau biologique
Reconstruire la terre, De toute sa face bleue magique

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Chant, guitares: aDom
Batterie: Ad
Basse: Glen
Claviers: James
Mixage: Fabrice

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Tourbillon De Plastique

Raconte Moi Une Histoire
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Raconte-moi une histoire,
Qu’elle soit belle ou qu’elle soit triste
Dis-moi vite pour qu’elle existe
Qu’il est une fois et ça commence

Rappelle moi toute notre histoire
Dès les regards qui nous emportent
Toute une nuit à nous parler
Et ne s’arrête la musique….. 

Nuit d’été au soir d’hiver
Tous les soleils tous nos orages
Je veux avoir tout ton savoir
Les dessous dessus de l’histoire

Redis-moi ta venue ton départ
Tu voulais tu ne pouvais
Commencer puis tout arrêter et…. 

Bientôt la fin de ton histoire
Tu me promets tout ira bien
Je dois t’écouter en confiance
Me guider vers ton chemin

Puis m’apprêter à rêver haut
Tout ce que tu laisses en suspend
Je pourrais tout réinventer
Je pourrais tout désirer et…… 

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aDom: chant, guitares, basse, clavier
Ad: batterie

Paroles/Musique: aDom
Mixage: Fabrice

Raconte Moi Une Histoire

Hello Soundcloud, thanks for the Listens, Likes and Support. Im from Melbourne Australia, I have been playing guitar for many years now and played in two bands during the 80's & 90's (STOLEN CAR original) & (STORM cover),both bands never released any material. Since 2010 i have been writing songs and tunes and recording them in my music room (3rd Bedroom), i play Guitar, Bass, Keys, BFD2 Drums(programmed)and Vocals on all of my songs which i class as Demo's, I love all types of music but Hard Rock, Rock to Alternative appeals to me most.
ALL SONGS POSTED ARE SUBJECT TO COPYRIGHT.
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED BY THE OWNER.
Thanks again to everyone listening out there in the world, always looking forward to new material on Soundcloud,
Character Picture By, Rianna Borderick 2017
All artwork by Andrew Borderick
CONTACT : andrew@netec.com.au
Regards 
Andrew Borderick. (March 2017)

Songwriter, founder of the groups Shanghai Atraxion, NSA, General Tzu, ElectroMachine 2.0, Arsenal Fighter, Tsunami ... Neoclassic Specialist (Mainly rewrite many works of the directory in electronic version). Some special albums: "Industrial Windungen" realized with sounds of forges and foundries, "Jamais Vu" realized in Pau in France in 5 days. Mutations (The four Seasons)
Also producer of more than 250 albums.

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