Fine expose of relationship woes lyrically and a good musical bed give the feel

I love the melody my friend <3 great song

I love the way you have crafted this song, it has a hymnal quality with the keys low in the mix, the vocals more exposed, perfect!!!!

September is knowing that summer as come to its end, i feel your pain Paul on this story telling tune. Its go me thinking of better days . Great vocal as always so distinctive 👍

You have such a soulful and expressive voice and this is a very fine song, so easy to relate to. Thanks for sharing Paul

公園

■歌詞
今日は　いつもより　早起きをして　鏡の前で　行ったり　来たり
昨日あわてて買った　シャツを羽織ってみる「これだ」

待ち合わせは　この場所に　12時半　
公園近くのオープンカフェで待つ　

何だか　この胸が　どきどき　苦しいな
少しだけ　涼しい風が　夏の終わりを告げた時
君が僕に手を振った

君はあまりにも軽やかな笑顔　多分　秋の　妖精　なんだろう
冷めたコーヒーを急いで飲み干して　君の魔法にかかりにゆく

少しだけ顔を　赤くして
何気ない会話も楽しいね

何だか　二人で歩く　公園は別世界
歩く音も　葉っぱの色も　匂いも　鮮やかだね
君の顔を木漏れ日が照らす

何だか　この胸が　わくわく　楽しいな
少しだけ　冷たい風が　僕らの間を通り抜けた時
手と手が触れあって　驚いた君の目
君と僕の　時間が　止まる

■ Lyrics (Google Translate)
Today I get up earlier than usual and come and go in front of the mirror
I tried putting on the shirt I bought in a hurry yesterday "This is it"

The meeting is at this place at 12:30
Wait at the open cafe near the park

Somehow, this chest is throbbing and painful
When a little cool breeze signals the end of summer
You waved at me

You're a too light smile, maybe an autumn fairy
Hurry up and drink the cold coffee and go to your magic

Make your face a little red
Casual conversation is also fun

Somehow, walking with two people, the park is a different world
The sound of walking, the color of the leaves, and the smell are vivid.
Sunbeams illuminate your face

Somehow, this chest is exciting and fun
When a little cold wind passes between us
Your eyes were surprised when your hands touched each other
Your and my time stops

■概要
少し涼しくなってきたので、秋をイメージして曲を作ってみました(^^)(2021/9/5)。

■ Overview
It's getting a little cooler, so I made a song with the image of autumn (^^) (2021/9/5).

Kouen

Well I almost scrapped this song but after 3 weeks writing words, and then realizing how fun it is to sing, i kept it. I'm trying to figure out how to add a little lightheartedness to my music, but i think this one just turned out creepy lol. NOTE:  I always felt a little uncomfortable with the words, i just really didn't like them, so I reworked the chorus and a few other lines, and rerecorded the vocals. It seems a little better now...
 

I've seen my own worst enemy
Every night just staring back at me
Through the mirror with such animosity
And baby, it drives me crazy
I don’t understand what’s with this guy,
He don’t know that he’s alive
He combs his hair on the wrong side

I don’t expect you to understand,
But I’ve got these hammers for my hands
I like to start with everything
and smash away what I don’t need
and scattered all around are the pieces off of me
oh baby can’t you see what this done has to me

It’s a strange strange situation 
I need a little information
If it’s real or just imagination
Don’t say it’s so, I can’t believe 
Its down to you and me again
Up against the world my friend
Who can say   how this will end
 
It’s 3am and you’re slamming doors
Cause ‘I don’t speak your language anymore’
While I’m on my knees picking pieces
Of me up off the floor, 
I can’t lose much more, these pieces could be the last of me,
I wish I could see the way you see
is there anything left in this debris

Hammer Hands

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Shoegazers Anonymous

Days Of September

Easy Mix
Originally I wrote and recorded this in the 1990s for a theater piece.
Remastered in 2022
Music + Lyrics: Hubert Krumm aka c r u m i u s
Solo guitar played by Rainer Hanke

If you like you can buy the digital track in high quality here:
https://crumius.bandcamp.com/track/out-of-order-easy-mix


Außer Kontrolle

Du bist der Mann, der Mann der alles kann
Du bist der Mann der alles kann – Man(n)

Du weißt genau was immer du tust
hast alles im Griff, doch manchmal auch nicht

Außer Kontrolle, Außer Kontrolle
Außer Kontrolle bist manchmal auch du

Du bist der Mann, der Mann der alles kann
Du bist der Mann der alles kann – Man(n)

Du weißt genau was immer du tust
hast alles im Griff, doch manchmal auch nicht

Außer Kontrolle, Außer Kontrolle
Außer Kontrolle bist manchmal auch du

Du bist der Mann, der Mann der alles kann
Du bist der Mann der alles kann – Man(n)
Du bist der Mann, der Mann der alles kann
Du bist der Mann der alles kann – Man(n)

Außer Kontrolle, Außer Kontrolle
Außer Kontrolle bist manchmal auch du

Du bist der Mann, der alles kann 
Der Mann, der Mann der alles kann

Du bist der Mann, der Mann der alles kann – Man(n)
Du bist der Mann der alles kann – Man(n)

Außer Kontrolle, Außer Kontrolle
Außer Kontrolle bist manchmal auch du

Du bist der Mann der alles kann – Man(n) (repeat)
Außer Kontrolle, Außer Kontrolle (repeat)

Out of Order (easy mix)

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Out of Order (easy mix) - 1990s Vintage

Ulanara（1718~1766）

Ulanara is the second wife of Emperor Qianlong.
In 1750 she was made Empress by the strong recommendation of Empress Dowager .

(1765), during the Jiangnan tour, she was directly sent back to Beijing, incurring the emperor's wrath. It is said that she cut her hair, which was taboo for a Manchurian, but it is not clear.

She was subsequently stripped of all powers and she was not buried as Empress after her death.
There is no figure of her in the picture scroll depicting the empress and consort of the Qianlong Emperor.

Check out the music video for the song here!(≧∇≦)ﾉ
https://youtu.be/6Zd7A2zLbUY


乌拉那拉是乾隆皇帝的第二任妻子。
1750年，在皇太后的强烈推荐下，她被立为皇后。

(1765年)，江南巡视时，直接被遣送回京，招致皇帝震怒。据说他剪了头发，这是满洲人的忌讳，但并不清楚。

她随后被剥夺了所有权力，死后也没有以皇后的身份下葬。
在描绘她的皇后和妃子的画卷中没有看到她的身影。

You can purchase high-quality WAVE files here.
您可以在此处购买高质量的波形文件。
https://linkco.re/ezpHGY7E

皇后 乌拉那拉  ＜Empress  U・la・na・ra・＞mp3

A.I. and reproduction

When artificial intelligence will generate its own reproduction!!! 
In this electronic work, no human has been abused in any way. All sounds are electronic 



L'I.A. et la reproduction

Quand l'intelligence artificielle générera sa propre reproduction ! !! 
Dans cette œuvre électronique, aucun humain n'a été maltraité de quelque manière que ce soit. Tous les sons sont électroniques

AI - reproduction

A.I. And Reproduction

noxpox - caravan of shadows

This music goes with the 3rd chapter of a tale I'm writing and illustrating. I just published it here: https://ariad-music.com/textes/chapitre-3-guruguss/ It is in french, but I guess google translate or deepl can do a decent job for translating. This is the story of a headless character who explores the world of dreams in order to find again his head. In this third chapter, he discovers he's not alone in this situation and follows a guru. I did the music tonight with my keyboard, really simple, only MIDI/VST tracks. 

Quick resume to explain the music:
00:00 - 00:15: The headless character is happy, he believes he found his head.
00:15 - 01:30: His friend the magical bird reveals him that he just hallucinated. He tries to console him and bring him to the crooked city. 
01:30 - 03:40: The headless character find a group of headless people watching a show. He joins them and listen to a guru's speech.
03:40 - 07:10: Enchanted, he enters in the guru's spaceship, listen some of his bullshit speech and then realizes this sect is not great. The others reject him and he sees how shitty looks in reality their spaceship. 
07:10 - 07:40: Finally, even if he didn't find his head, he's happy like this.

Gourou

MlCK and l made this song over two years ago--He most generously agreed to let me Publish---You may have heard lt at his address- We both Love thls song very much, And we hope you do too!!:):)

Production and all orchestrations By Teth Sin
Lyrics and Singing ------by Stonerjazz

The Maestro

captured in the eddy of the river bright, the still life painted with the colors of the soul, the dead-eyed and the damaged wander through the landscape of the misty light without compassion for our plight.

even in the darkest night there’s drops of paint, notes from my guitar, and tiny light that usher in such lush delights, though worthless in the merchants eye, the maestro has the wings to fly…

it’s a big mess, got a hole in my chest, taken down and crushed like apples in a press, i confess to everything i’ve ever done. every single one of us… on the run.

when minds are quiet, the stink of revolution floats in the air, and the overlords they waste away in deep despair… slippin in the deep end not so quietly. fantastic sights!!
tin can rattle in the back, living in a tiny shack, standing in the middle of a two lane blacktop gazing at a cloud i saw some thirty years ago.

Days Of September

Paul Haas

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