Confessions in a song to Mara

The Funky Werewolf
Grooves composed by Bente Kruger
Lyrics Bente Kruger
Bass, Guitar and keys Vincent Kruger
Made by father and daughter

De Funky Weerwolf

Song for 2012 Sounds for Mother Earth (1)

Mix of real instruments, samples and beats
composed and played by the Kruger Famliy
Vincent Kruger samples, beats, electric guitar and mix
Bente Kruger and her grandmom Emily organ and acoustic guitar

The Rocking Ballet Dancer

' Garden Set ' performed by BRANDJES
Text Richard de Nooy Comp. Vincent Kruger
Performed by Brandjes line up: Bart Engel, Richard de Nooy, Vincent Kruger and Peter Jansen
Special edit by Vincent Kruger

Garden Set (Lyrics by de Nooy)

1. Undergrowth

I love the scent
of poetry
in the afternoon.
The heartfelt
words that skip
like sparrows
across the page,
the light shed
in darker corners,
the undergrowth
where death
and grief
reside.


2. Grey matter

You, fat wood pigeon
Startled by our cat
Almost too lazy
To take to the air.
Me, flightless bastard
bobbing in envy
ruffle my papers
peck at my keyboard.


3. Flitterlings

Blue tits did not 
choose their own name
And so they spell out 
airborne alternatives:
Flutterettes
Twisteroos
Blue darters
Death-Defying
Flying Romanovs!
Doing their damnedest to be
as un-breast-like as possible
round the scrotum of seed balls
that hang from our tree.

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4. Opa

Recognition is
the better part of
reincarnation.
Without cognition
no incarnation.
And so our blackbird
becomes our granddad
whistling in our tree
as he promised
on his deathbed.




Garden Set-BRANDJES

Demotrack  named Gedachtentrein
words Pascal Deelstra
music Vincent Kruger

Gedachtentrein by Passie and Vees

Eternally (Lyrics J.R. de Nooy, Comp. V Kruger)

 
In one hundred years, you said

We’ll be forgotten, you and I

Not bad for a first date

Spaghetti frozen on our plates

The wine a patient witness

Love clawing at our throats

The present briefly non-existent

As if absorbed into eternity

Which realigned the future

All sense of time was lost

Twenty years became a day

An hour in twenty thousand

A sigh amid the aeons

And there our love remained

Trapped between ebb and flow

You the restless sea

I the stubborn land

Ceaselessly we scrawled

Our names in the wet sand

Hurried our ephemeral verse

Forever almost out of breath.