Name: Rain and snow by Andrew Baird
Duration: 2 min 11 s
Description: A song about the dangers of apple juice #folk #pop #acoustic #guitar #singer

I really love this. You prompted me to re-listen to Ralph McTell's Red Apple Juice, a great tune I hadn't heard in about 40 years.

Excelente Rock de Garage, Rock de motosierra naftera, directo de la botella. Nananananá!

Feel Fine

Wine from when Hemingway was writing "For Whom The Bell Tolls".  And it tolls for us all.

Unfiltered

You Lift Me Up

I'VE NO MORE FUCKS TO GIVE
Music by Thomas Benjamin Wild Esq
Jazz Arrangement by Overdrive

This is my jazz version of the hilarious song by Thomas Benjamin Wild Esq. Of course, the influence of Richard Cheese and his outrageous lounge music versions of famous rock songs is undeniable.

Check out the amazing original version by Thomas Benjamin Wild Esq:
https://youtu.be/TXK03FHVsHk

Some of my favorite Richard Cheese parodies:

Rock The Casbah by The Clash:
https://youtu.be/fPRaQ43T_oQ

Closer, by NIN:
https://youtu.be/TmvlB1H1ejI

Only Happy When It Rains, by Garbage:
https://youtu.be/9dI-gKsT2DA

Hope you like this new jazz version of I've No More Fucks To Give.

LYRICS
I'VE NO MORE FUCKS TO GIVE

I've tried, tried, tried, and I've tried even more
I've cried, cried, cried, and I can't recall what for
I've pressed, I've pushed, I've yelled, I've begged in hopes of some success
But the inevitable fact is that it never will impress

I've no more fucks to give, my fucks have runneth dry
I've tried to go fuck shopping but there's no fucks left to buy
I've no more fucks to give, though more fucks I've tried to get
I'm over my fuck budget and I'm now in fucking debt

I strived, strived, strived, to get everything done
I played by all the rules, but I very rarely won
I've smiled, I've charmed, I've wooed and laughed, alas to no avail
I've run 'round like a moron to unequivocally fail

I've no more fucks to give, my fuck fuse has just blown
I've been hunting for my fucks all day
But they've upped and fucked off home
I've no more fucks to give, my fuck rations are depleted
I've rallied my fuck army, but it's been fucking defeated

The effort has just not been worth the time or the expense
I've exhausted all my energy for minimal recompense
The distinct lack of acknowledgement has now begun to gall
And I've come to realise that I don't give a fuck at all

I've no more fucks to give, my fucks have flown away
My fucks are now so fucked off they refuse to fucking stay
I've no more fucks to give, my fucks have gone insane
They've come back round and passed me while they're fucking off again

I've no more fucks to give, my fucks have all dissolved
I've planned many projects, but my fucks won't be involved
I've no more fucks to give, my fucks have all been spent
They've fucked off from the building and I don't know where they went

I've no more fucks to give
I've no more fucks to give
I've no more fucks, I've no more fucks, I've no more fucks to give

I've No More Fucks To Give

A song about the dangers of apple juice #folk #pop #acoustic #guitar #singer 

Rain and snow

◉ Follow Magdalena Meisel:
@magdalenameisel
Malovana website : https://malovana.eu/

Eleven Golden Ducks

Vocal : Magdalena Meisel, Jacek Przydryga
Music : Magdalena Meisel, Jacek Przydryga, Marcel Różanka, Jarosław Toifl
Lyrics : Krzysztof Wartak
Producer/publisher : Krzysztof Wartak, Malovana

Inspiration: Eleven Golden Ducks – The song Eleven Golden Ducks refers to the gold rush that attracted people to places like Colorado Springs in the 19th century, in order to get rich quick. The lyrics of the song refer to this historical event, but in a metaphorical way, the social connection to material success. The symbolism of the "golden ducks" to the illusion of wealth, the so-called fool's gold, an illusory value, one of many chases, only one from sight of what is really important. The pursuit of gold continues, but for the girl, "fool's gold" has no value. She wants something more from the rich sly, than just material wealth, searching for the "golden spirit", which is meaning and external connection. The number eleven in the lyrics, symbolizes the angelic location of the connection of souls - the "golden soul", which symbolizes unity and spiritual wholeness, as well as love and bonding between people. The golden duck in relation to cricket, refers to the term "golden duck", which is used in this sport. In cricket, the "golden duck" is used when a batsman (striker) is bowled out in his first over, which is very unlucky in the first instance of a ground ball. The "golden duck" is a symbol of failure and that game, resulting in an effect or outcome.

In the context of the song, the reference to the "golden duck" symbolizes access to a quick source or success that ends in failure. A girl doesn't want to have a guy and his one, golden card in a financial institution with one footnote.

In reality, it is about finding intangible values, spirituality, authentic relationships and peace of heart and soul, instead of blindly pursuing illusory wealth.


Lyrics :

Golden soul…eleven
Golden spirit, golden soul

I will give you all the gold in the world,
Gold cards in every institution,
Got accounts in eleven banks, unfurled.
Tempted by prohibition, no ilusion.

The stone glare blinded people
That’s what you want, you’re a fool
Yes, yes you have to go to school
When Colorado Springs woke up
You’re thinking ‘bout the map
Yo’ll achieve gold, don’t give up
You’re thinking ‘bout the map
Yo’ll achieve gold, don’t give up

Prostitution holds no sway
All the gold, just for you
For you, I’ll give it all away
Everything I have and more too

It’s a rush, golden ducks
Golden cash, golden fool, golden crash
Stop this heartless madness in me
Ducks can’t fly to heaven
We believe in love of souls
Te golden soul
We believe in love of souls
Te golden soul eleven

It’s still going on the gold rush
Fool’s gold is not for me,
(not for you) come on!
Give me golden cash
Let me have a golden spirit

It’s still going on the gold ruuuush
Fool’s gold is not for me, (not for you) come on, oh
Give me golden cash, please
Let me have a golden heartbeat, heartbeat
Made eleven golden ducks
Why are they worthless
I don’t know what is wrong with me (ELEVEN)
The gold rush is still going on, Can’t you see? Eleven golden ducks
Eleven golden ducks Golden ducks
Golden ducks

It’s still going on the gold rush
Fool’s gold is not for me, come on
Give me golden cash
Let me have a golden spirit

It’s still going on the gold rush
Fool’s gold is not for me, come on
Give me golden cash
Let me have a golden spirit
Golden soul………..
Uuuuuuuu……
Golden spirit

Estrado

ELEVEN GOLDEN DUCKS

Eleven Golden Ducks

Song composed & created by The Boilerman
Eric created & plays: all distorted lead & rhythm guitar
Eric created & mix's: all drum, bass, ambient, atmo, synth & pads
Production by E.H.T Studios
Thank you for listening!

Into The Mist

Sunny

Para escuchar la versión cantada por Dazz Deva  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/y-me-parece-mentira
Para escuchar la versión original https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/y-me-parece-mentira-version-original-ver-texto
Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/y-me-parece-mentira-version-instrumental

Y ME PARECE MENTIRA

Te veo y no lo puedo creer:

detengo mis ojos en tu cara

intentando encontrar la mirada

que ayer tanto me hizo padecer

y descubro al instante el presente

que penetra con fuerza en mi mente

destrozando tu imagen de ayer.


Te observo y no consigo entender:

creía reciente aquel verano

salpicado de amores tempranos

teniendo la luna como juez

y la llama de mis ilusiones

que forjó mis primeras canciones

en los más profundo de mi ser.


Comparo, y me parece mentira, 

la frescura que en estos recuerdos

aún perdura y la inadvertida

pero brutal distancia que el tiempo,
 
con su vuelo, ha puesto en nuestras vidas:

todavía conservo el perfume

de aquellas mañanas de estío

y el sabor amargo del desprecio

socavando el alma de un crío.


Recuerdo y soy tu esclavo otra vez:

navego en los mares de tus ojos

inundando la noche de gozo

sembrando esperanza por mi piel

pero arribo a tu puerto y zozobro

y mi gozo se torna en sollozos 

al oír que no hay nada que hacer.


Comparo, y me parece mentira,
 
la frescura que en estos recuerdos

aún perdura y la inadvertida

pero brutal distancia que el tiempo,
 
con su vuelo, ha puesto en nuestras vidas:

¿quién no guarda la risa o el llanto

de aquel primer beso de ensueño?

risa para el que apuró buen vino

llanto el que brindó con veneno.

AND IT SEEMS LIKE A LIE

I see you and I can't believe it:

I fix my eyes on your face

trying to find the gaze

that made me suffer so much yesterday

and I instantly discover the present

which penetrates my mind with force

shattering your image of yesterday.

I watch you and I can't understand:

I thought that summer was recent

spattered with early loves

having the moon as my judge

and the flame of my dreams

that forged my first songs

in the depths of my being.

I compare, and it seems like a lie,

the freshness that still lingers in these memories

and the unnoticed

but brutal distance that time,

with its flight, has placed in our lives:

I still retain the scent

of those summer mornings

and the bitter taste of contempt

undermining the soul of a child.

I remember and I am your slave again:

I sail the seas of your eyes

flooding the night with joy

sowing hope through my skin

but I arrive at your port and capsize

and my joy turns to sobs

when I hear there's nothing to be done.

I compare, and it seems untrue,

the freshness that still lingers in these memories

and the unnoticed

but brutal distance that time,

with its flight, has placed in our lives:

Who doesn't remember the laughter or the tears

of that first dreamy kiss?

Laughter for the one who drank good wine

Crying for the one who toasted with poison.

Y me parece mentira

"Baby What You Want Me to Do" [03.24.25]
J Dulva and Counting Coup
(c) 2025 Cenote Music


Baby What You Want Me to Do [03.24.25]

YouTube Video here (..just a short video, but you're gonna love it and it might even bring a tear to your eye!): https://youtu.be/aWfBUk7HiWg
Streaming platforms: https://ffm.to/all-dogs-go-to-heaven
For all dog lovers and animal lovers in general, here’s something that might touch your heart. ❤️‍🔥
Check out the short video linked above. 👆 We’ve included some dogs we personally loved and who are no longer with us, brought back to life through AI, a bit of CGI, and some heavenly lighting effects! 🥹
This is a song that contrasts the purity and loyalty of dogs, who effortlessly ascend to heaven, with the struggles of humans burdened by sin and regret, left to seek redemption on Earth.
As always, enjoy the listen, and thanks in advance to everyone who supports us! 🫶
See you next time - which, spoiler alert, will be a sort of anthem to celebrate our first year here on SoundCloud, telling the story of the band! 😉
Released on major streaming platforms on April 12, 2025.
©2025 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

Heaven is free for every dog  
But not for humankind  

You keep asking yourself  
What went wrong with your life  
And why you're gonna stay down here  
If all dogs go to heaven  

They run through golden fields above  
While you stand here, alone and lost  
Their souls are pure, their hearts are free  
But yours is bound to misery  

All dogs go to heaven  
But you don't  
All dogs go to heaven  
With their soul  
You're not being sent  
To that heaven  
You're gonna stay  
Here on Earth 

You search for answers in the sky  
But heaven never calls your name  
You thought you'd rise, you swore you'd fly  
But you're still trapped inside the flame  

They cross the gates without a sound  
No chains to hold, no sins to count  
You scream, you beg, but there's no way  
You're left behind, you have to stay  

All dogs go to heaven  
But you don't  
All dogs go to heaven  
With their soul  
You're not being sent  
To that heaven  
You're gonna stay  
Here on Earth  

You prayed, you cried, you swore you'd change  
But no one's listening, it's still the same  
They run through fields, so free, so bright  
While you just fade into the night  

All dogs go to heaven  
But you don't  
All dogs go to heaven  
With their soul  
You're not being sent  
To that heaven  
You're gonna stay  
Here on Earth  

All dogs go to heaven  
But not mankind  
All dogs go to heaven  
They got soul  
You, human being, will stay right here  
You're gonna stay  
Here on Earth

All Dogs Go To Heaven

I'm a singer-songwriter from Dundee with a warm, distinctive sound and a love of storytelling through song.

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"All music is folk music, I ain't never heard a horse sing" Big Bill Broonzy

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