Brilliant song, ace musicianship and all topped-off with great vocals from Mike & Lydia.  Amazing work by all involved.

excellent rock with a 80s and Dire Straits vibe :)

https://soundcloud.com/dolly-demeli/sets/rock-vibes?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

solid tune in all respects -- vocals, arrangement, and sound    I like the unexpected chord changes -- a bit like Chris Cornell's approach

The Latest songs from some fantastic Artist's/Bands and a few of my own,

Playlist 100

Massive thanks to Fady for reaching out with this incredibly produced track for me to add vocals to. Fady's music was instantly inspiring and the song basically just wrote itself. And big ups to Bitzone for lending his ear and sonic artistry to mix and master this track into vivid color. 

Track Credits:

Fady: Music, Production
https://soundcloud.com/fadysporz
https://thesporz.bandcamp.com
Bitzone: Samples, Mix, and Master
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
the Couch King: Lyrics and Vocals
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:

Time trials 
And I’m still miles 
Away Off course 
Of course I’m Falling off 
The track and This time 
I ain’t coming back 

Always
Starting in last
Place
All days
Speedily passed
I race 
To catch up but I can’t keep pace
I chase 
A taste of what it’s like to get a head
Instead
Led off course by centrifugal force
Falling off the edge
Again it’s got me feeling 
Better off 
Dead
When reeling
From being made to 
Head
Back on track
From the invisible hand 
Never giving me slack
As the power ups stack
Bullet bills speed boosting up to the pack  
Yet still producing the deducing  
16th place I can’t crack 
 
Time trials 
And I’m still miles 
Away Off course 
Of course I’m Falling off 
The track and This time 
I ain’t coming back 

Never
Finishing in first 
Or third 
However 
Quickly I burst
Or swerved 
Past peels or fake item 
Box a hazards  
Still out maneuvered and 
Staggered 
Disoriented wheels don’t 
Matter 
When I 
Can’t get a
Grip
As the
Realization 
Of the final lap
Lets the cup 
Slip 
From hopes 
Final dash 
I crash 
Afraid to hit the gas
Hidden shortcuts and cheat codes 
Not given 
Even if I was to play the villain 
Driven 
There’s no opportunity to surpass 
When my previous finishing position 
Was coming in 
Last 

Time trials 
And I’m still miles 
Away Off course 
Of course I’m Falling off 
The track and This time 
I ain’t coming back 

13th place
Thought I was in the chase  
14th place
Slippin’ but thinking keepin’ pace 
15th place 
And still got one in the rear view mirror 
16th place 
Wasn’t a fall from grace is getting clearer

13th Place

Fady, Bitzone, and the Couch King - 13th Place

Too Late To Dance

April 27 2014  April 27 2022
never gone from my heart

So Many Years

A'BECKETT STREET
Written, Performed, Produced & Mastered
by Andrew Borderick Copyright 2022 AB Music
https://youtu.be/6CvNYcb_pao

JAMMING LOUD AT A'BECKETT STREET
106 A'BECKETT STREET
LOCK THE DOOR KEEP THE COLD OUTSIDE
TAKING OFF ON A REAL COOL RIDE

JAMMING LOUD AT A'BECKETT STREET
THE CITY'S DEAD BUT NOT A'BECKETT STREET
WE'RE PLAYING HARD ON A REAL COOL LINE
TAKING OFF ON A REAL COOL RIDE

HANGING OUT AT A'BECKETT STREET
106 A'BECKETT STREET
FORTY'S FOOD TASTE JUST REAL COOL
I'LL HAVE A HAMBERGER AND A CUP OF CHIPS TOO

A'BECKETT STREET

Fool's Gold

Music, mixing and mastering : Christian Levitan
Lyrics and vocals : Lukowig

"Murmures dans le noir" (Whispers in the dark)

Un vœu de surdité
Dans l'obscurité
Les murs n'ont pas que des oreilles et
Leurs voix traversent mon oreiller
Les larmes se déversent
Ta voix ne me berce
Les jours d'averses
Seul ton souffle caresse
Ma nuque froide et tendue
Sensation inattendue.

Reviennent en pleine face
Des impressions qui s'effacent :
Ta séduisante allure
Ta luisante chevelure.
S’égrènent en surface
Des peines qui me glacent
Des plaies à vif suppurantes
Des peurs pétrifiantes.
Sont-ce des sons de l'intérieur
Ces sons pleurants ou rieurs ?

Tes murmures dans le noir :
Obscurs sons illusoires
Une brûlure sans bassinoire
Une torture du soir.
M'enlacent tes murmures
Dans le noir
Tes lèvres me susurrent
Tard le soir
De suaves "je t'aime"
Perforant les murs
De mon cœur couard.

Tes murmures dans le noir :
Obscurs sons illusoires
Une brûlure sans bassinoire
Une torture du soir.
M'agacent tes murmures
Dans le noir
Tes lèvres me susurrent
Tard le soir
De suaves "je t'aime"
Éventrant les murs
De mon cœur couard

Un vœu de surdité
Dans l'obscurité...

Murmures Dans Le Noir (Whispers in the dark)

Murmures Dans Le Noir (Whispers in the dark) [Levitan and Lukowig]

WOW.... What a crew. Stephen aka TexMex Shaman and guitarist and  Producer extraordinaire and responsible for the awesome artwork, Janine Levinson with a voice that melts my heart, Uziel who is so courageous in her exquisite creations, and Jo Richter(Sonic Structures and Silent Stretches) Poet laureate and Sonic Naturalist all teamed up to make this little poem of mine into an Amazing Song. I am sending out big Love and Respect and Thanks to You all, and to EVERYONE else, out there In the Soup.

lyrics
Wretched light so aptly said libra ish in their balanced dread
Wretched light of another day ln the soup out there
the falling down and getting up, it's "Showtime" Fossi said
As he popped amphetamine in the shower scene
Or so it's said by some writer of his dreamy technicolor happenstance
That made the cut.

Could it be scorcery that I see
Through jaded glasses full of gin
Or just a conjury of collected clarities'

So sweet the experiential meat
Dark or light the gods prefer
Is not what we do not do for us
But them.

The guillotine of thoughtless bliss
Takes the Serpent's head
And tiny lights appear around my bed.

Chase the monster south for 14 winters and a night
It grinned across the canyon with a monstrous delight
I thought I saw you yesterday up on the ridge behind my house
It might have been the way you turned your head to speak
But the wind you know it blew your words away
What you said I couldn’t’ say
You know it really doesn’t matter anyway

Know Ware--TexMex Shaman-Janine Levinson-Uziel-Jo Richter

Played and recorded in an one take in my home studio with seven string electric guitar. Guitar`s tone was pre amplified with Boss GP 10 guitar processor.

Seven String Impro 11.08.2022

Uprising in Blue

What began as a collaboration with Debra Buesking has expanded to include the wonderful vocal talent of Paolo Pieraccini (@mayadog).  His singing, especially in Italian, gives the song a sweet, emotional intimacy and urgency.  A lovely honor to have him grace our song with his talent. Hear more fine music on his profile and Debbie's too @debra_buesking. 
Lyrics in Italian and English:
Dimmi dove sei
Torno a casa e non ti trovo più
Le tue calze sopra il letto
Sempre accesa la TV

Non dimentico
Le tue promesse in bilico
e le domeniche
Sempre spese solo dove decidi tu
Forse ho il cuore troppo piccolo
Per lasciarti la tua libertà
casca il mondo
quando te ne vai

Mille baci e poi
All’improvviso il vuoto fra di noi
Non so perché rimango appeso qui
Il tuo canto mi ha ingannato
e come Ulisse mi salverò
Ma poi ricadrò
nella tua tela ancora

Sei sparita ormai
irraggiungibile
ma è sicuro io ti troverò per dirti che
che non mi arrendo e voglio solo te
Puoi scommetterci
Vorrei sentire ancora i brividi
Mentre stringo la tua mano
per non lasciarti più
………………..
Chissà dove sei

Tell me where you are
I come home and I can't find you anymore
Your socks over the bed
Still on the TV

I do not forget
Your promises in the balance
and Sundays
Always spending only where you decide
Maybe my heart is too small
To leave you your freedom
the world falls
when are you leaving

A thousand kisses and then
Suddenly the void between us
I don't know why I'm hanging here
Your singing deceived me
and like Ulysses I will save myself
But then I'll fall back
in your web again

You're gone now
unattainable
but it's sure I'll find you to tell you that
that I'm not giving up and I just want you
you can bet
I wish I could still feel the chills
As I hold your hand
not to leave you anymore
……………… ..
Who knows where you are

Easy To Please (featuring Paolo; vocal) Debbie; Piano, David; Guitar

Safe As Raw Pork

Safe As Raw Pork (Instrumental)

Solitarian

Bandcamp

'Massaging The Ego' is a fusion track inspired by the thought of self conceit, which of course is the "ego". So when most of us do or achieve something that pleases us, this is us 'Massaging The Ego'. I'm not sure if I am totally blown away by this present work, but my ego seems to be happy enough. So massaging accomplished, here is the track.

Massaging The Ego

Scotty: lyrics, vocals
Tommy: bass, noise

Scottyottydopaliscious. Never insipid.
Instinctually primal to drop a rhyme that's seditious.
Surreptitious, I am not, expeditious, I am.
Repetitious about fictitious and pernicious laid plans
by the man, and by 'the man', I mean those we've elected,
who persuade simple minds and keep the wealthy protected. 
But at what cost? Our true wealth; health, education. 
A teacher's salary is what they earn on vacation.
When will we lose patience like it's homophone due to cuts,
get the guts to stand up to everything that's unjust?
Vigilance is a must nowadays or we're fucked but
it would be nice for once to place the ice after just.

Under your ass I will light a fire. Grab your device.
A quick search will suffice to learn the facts of this vice
and maybe it will entice, inspire masses to fight
for paradise from the present hell we suffer in life. 

Don't think twice, it's not alright, we've had enough of their tripe.
I'll be concise with the knowledge I'm about to recite like
class sizes erupting, slashed courses disrupting
development of thinking critically, our children need something
other than mathematics. Don't get me started on how it's tragic
that my kids are disadvantaged simply 'cause they're not Catholic.
Our government remains emphatic in defending their lies.
Pointing fingers elsewhere while they aim to privatize
education and healthcare. Agenda aimed for the welfare
of the wealthy. Who you think receives the promised tax breaks?
So get the facts straight. Dig 'em up before they get buried.
Their distinction of truth is now black, beyond blurry,
so let's hurry, for real, 'cause we're running out of time.
So let us storm queen's park like 1789
instead of hopes for divine intervention. 
End of lesson. 
May I mention again the theme that I am stressin'?

Under your ass I will light a fire. Grab your device.
A quick search will suffice to learn the facts of this vice 
and maybe it will ignite the masses all to unite
and fight for their right to live equal in paradise.

Onterrible, Canada

This is a song that started as a stem with which Ian (IPG1) let Tez and I play. Tez made the riddim and added the guitar, producing a chord structure with which for me to work. I added bass, piano, synth, and sitar. Tez produced and mixed the whole thing. Ian's rapping is the centerpiece of the whole thing, though. Both of these guys are very special and talented. We hope you enjoy the song.

Bouncing Off The Bass (with IPG1 aka Lou and Llanpsych)

Easy Bike Rider

Just Me with guests sometimes.
Always trying something different with playing styles and mixing techniques, if you want to call them that. it is all about having fun here. 
Thanks to all the incredible artist here for sharing your music.

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Fool's Gold

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