Very good song about the mask.  Excellent music and vocal.

#great performance stunninh voice 🔥🔥🔥

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Never Before

Further Than The Moon (demo)

SOME CREAM AND HONEY
A LARGE DOSE OF WHITE RUM A LITTLE BIT OF NUTMEG 
WHAT DO YOU GET
A BEE’S KISS
WITH NO STING ATTACHED
PINNING A RAT WITH A STILETTO HEEL
ON A NEW YORK CITY SIDE WALK
I’M SURE YOU HAD NO INTENTION TO KILL
BUT STILL FOR HIM IT MUST HAVE BEEN A SHOCK
ET TU ES DANS LES POINTES ET LES ENTRECHATS 
ET TOUS LES PETITS RATS DE L’OPÉRA
CHÈRE MAX LA VIE TE VA COMME UN GANT
ET AUJOURD’HUI TU AS DEUX FOIS VINGT ANS
TARIK ASHER OLYMPIA
AND THE CIRCLE SOON TO BE ENLARGED JOY BLISS EUPHORIA
MAY I CELEBRATE WITH A LITTLE GARAGE ROCK
SOME CREAM AND HONEY
A LARGE DOSE OF WHITE RUM A LITTLE BIT OF NUTMEG WHAT DO YOU GET
A BEES KISS
WITH NO STING
NO ST ING ATTACHED
TU AIMES LES DURS AU MENTAL DE BONZE 
TANA LA FRENCH ET ANN PATCHETT
DANS LE FUTUR TU AVANCES À LA MACHETTE 
ET PLONGE DANS LE DANS LE PASSÉ
I MEAN L’ÂGE DE BRONZE
SOME CREAM AND HONEY
A LARGE DOSE OF WHITE RUM A LITTLE BIT OF NUTMEG 
WHAT DO YOU GET
A BEES KISS
WITH NO STING
NO STING ATTACHED
MANY HAPPY RETURNS 
MANY HAPPY RETURNS 
MANY HAPPY RETURNS

BEE'S KISS (Lyrics) Song for Max 2

Daniele Turani: Guitars, Bass, Drums Programming.

Photo by Pierre Pavlovic https://unsplash.com/@piheros

A Blessing In Disguise

Cold Sweat

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Out Of The Sky

Under A Dark Sky

Chinese Tiger

Original Score inspired by the Clay McLeod Chapman novel Whisper down the Lane

The Others - Tamara’s Tattoo

Don't you love our sporting culture
UnAustralian if you don't
What could be more fulfilling than footy
Or cricket or tennis or F1
I guess some people like it
When they play with their balls
And their big sweaty men
And they all stand around
And cheer their team on
And they boo the other team
And the fans of the other team
They're all bastards

And we hate 'em
And they hate us

But I'm guilty
I watch F1
It's not a team sport
Well
It kind of is
But I don't like teams
That's how tribalism starts
And then nationalism
And then war

[Verse 2]
And I hate it when they say
"It's coming home"
It's the English
They're all bastards

And we hate 'em
And they hate us

But we have the Ashes
They have the World Cup
So it all balances out
And we go again next year
And it never ends
And I know it's all fun and games
And it's only sport

But I'm guilty
I watch F1
It's not a team sport
Well
It kind of is
But I don't like teams
That's how tribalism starts
And then nationalism
And then war

But I'm guilty
I watch F1
It's not a team sport
Well
It kind of is
But I don't like teams
That's how tribalism starts
And then nationalism
And then war

And I'm guilty
I watch F1
And I'm guilty
I watch F1
And I'm guilty
I watch F1

Sport then War

Whiskey in a Teacup

#je suis Lola too 
Vincent Carayol: texte,chant,
Tom Regneir: Musiquehttps://soundcloud.com/tom-r-gnier/letting-go
Illustration : N.L

Il y a deux mois, Tom Regnier, un ami de la communauté soundcloud, et dans laquelle nous suivons mutuellement nos activités musicales, avec beaucoup de plaisir et d' affinités, m' a proposé une collab'
C'est à dire qu'il m'a envoyé une de ses musiques ,piano principalement, en me proposant d'en faire faire une chanson, et carte blanche pour moi
Classe, Trés classe, Merci infiniment, Tom,
Alors, après quelques écoutes, m'est venu cette idée, ce titre, et l'ambiance..et de suivre ce fil là..petit à petit
Ecrire de façon spontanée sur sa musique,
Exercice inhabituel pour moi
Et c est justement là que c'est interessant
se frotter à l'inconnu.
Alors, j' ai imaginé Lola,
Personne seule , fragile et forte à la fois,
à un moment particulier de sa vie intime
Dans sa solitude comme dans sa liberté
Lola, c'est
Toi,
moi
C'est nous

Merci à Tom pour son esprit de partage, son empathie, et sa patience

C'est Une histoire simple......
J'espere juste qu'elle vous parlera
Merci

Lola, ou la dernière Plage

Dimanche soir, six heures moins le quart,,
Au 28, rue des 40 èmes rugissants
Lola se remet la dernière plage de l’album
Comme tous les soirs
C’est toujours à cette heure là, que ça peut partir en vrille
Entre chien et loup, ça ne plaisante pas
Ca fait pas de cadeaux
Elle s’est accrochée comme une dingue à ce disque,
De plage en plage, de caresses en baffes, de rage en déferlantes…
D’hommes venus, d’hommes partis,
Lola s’échoue sur…

La dernière plage
La dernière plage
La dernière plage

La vie est dure, alors Lola s’accroche aux branches,
C’est la meilleure façon de ne jamais perdre le ciel de vue
Lola se sent invisible, mais elle est fière et forte
Comme tous les humbles flamboyants
Ni princesse ni sorcière,
Lola ne veux pas rentrer dans les cases
Lola veux juste qu’on lui foute la paix
Après tout, elle ne l’a pas volé
Elle n’a pas de comptes à rendre.
Elle a fait ses preuves
Elle est libre, non ?
Lola sourit
Au beau milieu de

La dernière plage
La dernière plage
La dernière plage

Lola ferme les yeux,
La dernière chanson,
Sa préférée, bien sur,
Cette voix qui la caresse, qui la rassure, ces mots qui content une histoire, peut-être son histoire, elle se dit :
Qui sait, peut-être que c’est pour moi toute seule ?
C'est tellement drole
Comme ça me ressemble
Et comme ca fait du bien…
De se retrouver sur..

La dernière plage
La dernière plage
La dernière plage

Approximate translation:
The last beach
the last track, too, i precise, because in French, track and Beach are the same word" plage"..;o)

Sunday evening, a quarter to eighteen,
At 28, 40 emes roissants streeet
Lola is playing again the last track in the album
Like every night
It's always at this time that it can go into a spin
Between "dog and wolf", ain' no time to laught
Nor gifts
She hung on this record like crazy,
From beach to beach, from caresses to slaps, from rage to breaking waves…
Men came, men left,
Lola runs aground on ...

The last beach
The last beach
The last beach

Life is hard, so Lola clinbs to the branches,
It's the best way to never loose sight of the sky
Lola feels invisible, but she is proud and strong
Like all the flamboyants humbles
Neither princess nor witch,
Lola don't want to go in the boxes
Lola just want to be left quiet
After all, she didn't steal it
She is not accountable.
She made her proofs
She's free, allright?
Lola smiles
In the middle of

The last beach
The last beach
The last beach

Lola closes her eyes,
The last song,
His favorite, of course,
This voice which caresses her, which reassures her, these words which tell a story, perhaps her story, she says to herself:
Who knows, maybe it's all for me alone?
It's seems so strange
How it's looks like me
She says to herself, Lola, and how good it feels ...
To end up on.

The last beach
The last beach
The last beach

Album inconnu (01/02/2020 17:16:38)

Lola, ou la dernière plage

Facemask

➷Ändy was born on this planet like a billions of people before him and maybe another billions and more who are coming later.
 ➷Ändy is lucky enough to shit on the music business and the fooling practises that going on within the biz for musicans.
    ➷So Ändy's got an one man studio, he's his own sound engineer, he's his own Band and also he has his own record label anbamusic.
      ➷In 2012 Ändy released the CD Lovesongs for Great Yarmouth, that's been available on iTtunes and other online stores.
          ➷Ändy has studied philosophy, mediaculture and national economy in Hamburg. He lives and works in Hamburg.

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Buy now the physical Album from ÄNDY. 
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