j'aime beaucoup cette compo, le tempo est excellent, épuré tout en étant très percutant, le petit break vers 04:35 est super bien placé, et la voix de Luk, forcément, ca enveloppe encore plus de mystère l'atmosphère déjà bien trippée!

La complicité entre vous deux n'est plus à démontrer .... Je ne connais pas l'historique de votre rencontre, mais vous étiez fait pour vous unir dans ce genre si particulier .... Bon concept encore une fois.

Les instruments de Christian sont d'une pureté qualité sublime ici un très bel arrangement qui orne en beauté la belle voix de Luko j'adore ce mystère nocturne une superbe collaboration . Bravo Christian !!

Wonderful Vibe Et une collaboration géniale avec Luk Christian, un travail fantastique à vous deux !! 

Fascinante Cinématique Egnimatique Chanson...

lovely track with wonderful whispering vocals

Composed easily by our majestic imagery. For sure it found its spot in our live set. Recorded at our home studio after very long training and practicing. We consider this song to be somewhat our pop hit since its solid melody and overall effect. Bittersweet to the taste, it makes you move as well XD

Sorry

Psychedelic world corps presents a planet dust remix of the jim manser track reflections 

remixed and remastered by Jim manser

REFLECTIONS planet dust remix

Realisation with Reason Propellerhead
Musique / Music performance : Christian Levitan
Paroles et chant / Lyrics and vocal : Lukowig

Lyrics:  "Mystères nocturnes"
 
Aux heures reposantes
dans les artères citadines
une atmosphère inquiétante
flotte et gronde en sourdine
 
Mystères nocturnes
dans la ville endormie
où les anges purs ne
circulent pas la nuit.
 
Bruits étranges
la lune palit
pas qui dérangent
des silhouettes fuient.
 
Mystères nocturnes
dans la ville endormie
où les anges purs ne
circulent pas la nuit.
 
Fenêtres closes
des volets claquent
des lèvres roses
tournoient des sacs.
 
Mystères nocturnes
dans la ville endormie
où les anges purs ne
circulent pas la nuit.
 
Lieux décadants
endroits sordides
des démons aux longues dents
emplissent ces lieux vides.
 
Mystères nocturnes
dans la ville endormie
où les anges purs ne
circulent pas la nuit.
 
Heure des drames
jaillissent des lames
hurlent des femmes :
du sang des larmes.
 
Un coup de feu !..
Silence tendu...
On doit se faire vieux :
rien entendu !..
 
Mystères nocturnes
dans la ville endormie
où les anges purs ne
circulent pas la nuit.

Lukowig and Levitan

Mystères Nocturnes

"Mystères Nocturnes" by Levitan & Lukowig

I made this for my little sister; it's a string of cameos about the town where we were born and raised - a suburb of Newcastle Upon Tyne.  Low income, but real world, real people, real troubles, real joy, real love, real communities, real humour, real music, real life.  All in gloriously rough 1960's industrial working class North East England monochrome.

For those of you not from that part of the world, lyric translations back to English are available upon request. :)

Started as a scribble, pretended to be a poem for a while, then I decided to noodle along and then.....  Ah, you know how it is.....in Byker town.
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Byker Town

Wallpaper of steam trains
Where the sweeping headlights sprawled
‘Cross the ceiling to the old piano
Up against my bedroom wall
In ‘67 the lid came down
Never played again so fair
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Cross the bridge to get to school
Rope swings underneath
Bull’s eyes from the slaughterhouse 
Bombed out rail yard stark relief
Billy Smart’s big top’s coming down
But I don’t care
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Stench of old men in the Raby Arms
A bottle of dog to take back yem
Dominos and baccy tins
Were all that mattered way back then
Every retail product to be found
In Ernie’s shop just six foot square
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Quayside Sunday mornings
Champion, just the job
A week of meat to feed the bairns
For only fower bob
Scranshins from the chippy van ‘round
The side door of the Mayfair
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Sent out on the Wednesday
In Charlie Shepherd’s finest rags
Over to the smokies
To get free broken kippers by the bag
Dad got paid when Thursday came around
Treats for us to share
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Front step full of babbies
Grazed knees on skinny legs
Back lane rows of nappies
Her face is full of wooden pegs
He’s on the dole no work to be found
Torn bookie slips by his chair
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Nets twitching down the road
Never washed in years
Kids with mucky faces 
Almost clean behind the ears
Never seem to have a frown
Owning only what they wear
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Give up all the baggage I’ve got now
Of life in disrepair
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Byker Town

Earth Scored Null

A song that touches on the realm of mental health and how we need to help break down the defence of such a powerful illness. It’s not a box to tick or a problem to solve its far more complicated than that. 
If theirs someone we love or just someone we know or even a complete stranger just shine a little light into there corner. This will let them now they are not alone and we are here to talk and help. 
The song as been recorded with live instruments remotely and me and Sarge  we would like to thank the musicians who got involved.
Sarge as produced, played several instrumentals and liaised with the other musicians to make this happen. Enjoy

Darkest Corner ~ Under This Sun _

Wrote this looking for shells on the Ormond-by-the-Sea beach.

Singer of My Life

Summer Day of Bliss

World is sick !  Everything becomes a battlefield ... on a paradise ! Violence and disrespect everywhere, for everything... in the street, at school, in hospitals, in stadiums, on the road, at borders, on TV, in the cinema, against people nature and the planet... Stop ! There is no planet B. On its ruins, we can play the horn, no one will come !

KAOS 💥

Please give K.M. Ende a hand! And check out more. fabulous sounds this person has produced here:

https://soundcloud.com/km_ende

Original poetry of LoF aka Tanisha Jackland



Breathe fire

but do not get burnt

She waits to see you
consumed by that

for you will be the ash
and not the wind
blowing away
the
embers of bigotry

She devours those unjust

Will meet them
by the stake of their
own hatred

separating divinity
from the bone with
gavels of fire

particles in the Sun
Dust hanging in the air
Like
blasphemy

Breathe Fire 🔥 Feat. K.M. Ende

Skottevången

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.

"Mystères Nocturnes" by Levitan & Lukowig

Christian Levitan

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