Here’s my latest track with lots of synths, piano, bass, percussion and vocals. 😊🎶🎹🎵🎼🎧🌷

Big thanks to my awesome bf Sander for this gorgeous mastered version. @wane-of-summer 😊❤️❤️❤️🎶

SPOKEN FOR

One of a few new tunes I have been working on.
Stay safe out there and thank you for all of your kind plays shares and reposts.

IMAGINE  (Urban Mix)

■概要(Overview)
あの日の約束を覚えているかしら？
私は今でも忘れないでいるわ・・
そんな雰囲気の曲です。
★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆
再びボーカロイドです！
いくつか楽器を入れましたが、いつものように音のバランスに四苦八苦しました(^^;)

Do you remember the promise you made that day?
I still remember...
This song has such an atmosphere.
★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆
Vocaloid again!
I put in some instruments, but as usual I struggled with the sound balance (^^;)

■歌詞
「あの日の約束」
忘れられた　花のように
季節の中　生きているわ
多分　あなたはすれ違っても
気が付かないわ

木枯らしの吹く　こんな日は　特に

夢の中で　ソリに乗って　あなたの家に
窓をノック　久しぶりに　乾杯しましょう

大きくなった　あなたを見て
嬉しい気持ちになった

待ちわびてた
あなたの顔を見たかった
今のあなたに贈るプレゼント

それは　忘れていた
小さな約束よ　あなたが昔　願ったこと

「大人になったら　夜空を飛べるようになって　
　僕が一緒にさ　プレゼント　配ってあげる」と言った優しい子


あなたにとって　長い旅の
終着点は　まだ先よ

多分　あなたは　信じようとはしないでしょうね
だけど　すぐに分かるはずよ　おいで

夢の中も　現実でも　どっちでもいいの
ソリに乗って出かけましょう　夜空を飛ぶのよ

トナカイさん：ちょいとお待ちなさいな、おじょうさん
おじょうさん：なにかしら？トナカイさん

トナカイさん：あたしゃまだ寝ていたい　だめかいな？
おじょうさん：悪いけど・・ダメ(^0^)b


街は　ゆりかごなの　あなたのお家の屋根があんなに小さく見える
子供たちは今　夢の中で私たちを待っている
一緒にね　行きましょう　決して覚める事のない夢の中

おじょうさん & トナカイさん：さあ、手を取って

■ lyrics
"The Promise of That Day"
Like a forgotten flower
I'm alive in the season
Maybe you pass me by
you won't notice

Especially on a day like this when the wind blows

In my dreams I ride a sleigh to your house
Knock on the window Let's have a toast after a long time

Look at you who grew up
I feel happy

I've been waiting
i wanted to see your face
gift for you today

That's a small promise you forgot, that's what you wished for long ago

"When you grow up, you'll be able to fly in the night sky, and I'll help you distribute presents with you," said a gentle child.

It's a long journey for you
The end point is still far away

maybe you won't believe
But you should be able to find out soon Come on

Whether it's in a dream or in reality, it doesn't matter
Let's go out on a sled, we'll fly in the night sky

Mr. Reindeer: Wait a minute, dear
Girl: What is it? reindeer

Mr. Reindeer: I still want to sleep Is it no good?
Girl: I'm sorry, but no (^0^)b


The city is a cradle Your roof looks so small
The children are now waiting for us in their dreams
Let's go together, in a dream that never wakes up

Girl & Mr. Reindeer: Come on, take my hand

Anohi_No_Yakusoku(the promise of that day)

Georg Trakl (1887-1914) was an Austrian Expressionist poet with strong Symbolist influences. 
The following poem "Der Spaziergang" ( "The Walk") was written in 1913.

A big Thank You to The Neighbor for playing this wonderful solo-guitar.

The picture shows a detail of „Astronaut“, ink on paper, 2020 by Gregor Kalus



See translation (mainly by machine) below


Der Spaziergang

1
Musik summt im Gehölz am Nachmittag. 
Im Korn sich ernste Vogelscheuchen drehn. 
Holunderbüsche sacht am Weg verwehn; 
Ein Haus zerflimmert wunderlich und vag.

In Goldnem schwebt ein Duft von Thymian,
 Auf einem Stein steht eine heitere Zahl. 
Auf einer Wiese spielen Kinder Ball, 
Dann hebt ein Baum vor dir zu kreisen an.

Du träumst: Die Schwester kämmt ihr blondes Haar, 
Auch schreibt ein ferner Freund dir einen Brief.
 Ein Schober fliegt durchs Grau vergilbt und schief 
Und manchmal schwebst du leicht und wunderbar.

2
Die Zeit verrinnt. O süßer Helios! 
O Bild im Krötentümpel süß und klar;
 Im Sand versinkt ein Eden wunderbar.
 Goldammern wiegt ein Busch in seinem Schoß.

Ein Bruder stirbt dir in verwunschnem Land 
Und stählern schaun dich seine Augen an.
 In Goldnem dort ein Duft von Thymian. 
Ein Knabe legt am Weiler einen Brand.

Die Liebenden in Faltern neu erglühn 
Und schaukeln heiter hin um Stein und Zahl. 
Aufflattern Krähen um ein ekles Mahl
 Und deine Stirne tost durchs sanfte Grün.

Im Dornenstrauch verendet weich ein Wild. 
Nachgleitet dir ein heller Kindertag, 
Der graue Wind, der flatterhaft und vag 
Verfallne Düfte durch die Dämmerung spült.

3
Ein altes Wiegenlied macht dich sehr bang. 
Am Wegrand fromm ein Weib ihr Kindlein stillt. 
Traumwandelnd hörst Du wie ihr Bronnen quillt. 
Aus Apfelzweigen fällt ein Weiheklang.

Und Brot und Wein sind süß von harten Mühn. 
Nach Früchten tastet silbern deine Hand. 
Die tote Rahel geht durchs Ackerland. 
Mit friedlicher Geberde winkt das Grün.

Gesegnet auch blüht armer Mägde Schoß, 
Die träumend dort am alten Brunnen stehn. 
Einsame froh auf stillen Pfaden gehn
 Mit Gottes Kreaturen sündelos.

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The Walk

1
Music hums in the grove in the afternoon. 
Serious scarecrows turn in the corn. 
Elder bushes gently drift along the path; 
A house flickers whimsically and vaguely.

In gold floats a scent of thyme, 
On a stone stands a cheerful number.
 In a meadow children play ball, 
Then a tree in front of you begins to circle.

You are dreaming: Your sister combs her blonde hair, 
Also a distant friend writes you a letter. 
A rick flies through the grey yellowed and crooked 
And sometimes you float gently and wonderfully.

2
Time slips away. O sweet Helios! 
O image in the toad-pool sweet and clear; 
In the sand an Eden sinks wonderful.
 A bush cradles yellowhammers in its lap.

A brother dies to thee in a haunted land 
And steely his eyes gaze at you. 
In gold there a fragrance of thyme.
 A boy sets fire to the hamlet.

The lovers glow anew in butterflies 
And sway cheerfully around stone and number. 
Crows flutter up around a disgusting meal 
And your forehead thunders through the mellow green.

In the thorny bush a deer dies a soft death. 
After you glides a bright child's day, 
The grey wind that flutters and vaguely washes 
Decaying scents through the twilight.

3
An old lullaby makes you very anxious. 
By the wayside a woman piously nurses her child. 
Dreamwalking you hear how her fountains gush. 
From apple branches falls a sober consecration sound.

And bread and wine are sweet from hard toil. 
Your silver hand gropes for fruit.
 The dead Rachel walks through the farmland. 
The green beckons with a peaceful gesture.

Blessed also blossoms the bosom of poor maidens, 
Who stand there dreaming by the old well. 
Lonely ones gladly walk the silent paths
Amongst God's creatures without sin.

Der Spaziergang (Trakl, 1913) ft The Neighbor

First Snow

Here's another in the TMS/IPG1 HeavyHop series.  

As usual you can find the isolated vocal track here and rub one of these out yourself 

soundcloud.com/ipg1/Purple-microdot-the-allure-pt2


or listen to all the little rascals that have already done their own kick ass version here 

soundcloud.com/ipg1/sets/purple-microdot-pt-2-producers



All Lyrics and Vocals. by IPG1
Purple Microdot The Allure Pt. 2

Written from the purple microdots (acid) point of view, as
the human becomes the drug, the drug becomes the human. Some of the lyrics are different. Enjoy!!!

This that acid drop—- mind corrupt
Drop that purple microdot
Fear not ——if the time stops——
and the clock refuse to TikTok
Full throttle—speeding-roadblock
brain cell just don’t give a fuck
Tie dye—-sandals ——dreadlocks
Woodstock —type ——Hip-Hop
mesmerized by the kilowatt
my brain ——become a hotspot
Am I human——Am I God——
preparing for ——-the aftershock
the aftershock——-the aftershock
Hell yeah———— and why not ——it’s still that purple
microdot—-microdot—— microdot

Chorus
Think twice before you say no
Charisma —-come on let’s go
The moves —-without Ego
The smile —-or the combo
It’s good times —-and Convo
Cant avoid it—-so you want some more
The allure —-of an outlaw (X3)

Guitar riffs and jazz lines ——like rainbows and sunshine
No limits no guidelines——I’ll start off with a peace sign
don’t even try to undermine——Or I’ll peal back your hairline —
Love it when the stars align——You know I’mer get mine
time stop ———-brain cells begin to pop
From the bottom to the top ——a mental——hotspot
Mesmerizing sound —-kicking kilowatts
From that purple microdot

God status—-here we go at last—-
from the bottom to the top —break that hour glass——
So why you think your teeth are shattering ———so damn fast
It a personal experience—-a one man class
No sleep for those who know ———-the afterglow
Are Y’all ready for the show—Y’all ready for the show…..
no malice establish—-and it’s hitting on the spot
A God’s made —-for love—-that—— purple microdot
This that aftershock—-that aftershock—that aftershock
From that acid drop ———Mind corrupt —Mind corrupt
time stop ———-brain cell begin to pop
From the bottom to the top ——a mental——hotspot
Mesmerizing sound —-kicking kilowatts
From that purple microdot —-From that purple microdot

——Chorus ——

Feeding off the sound like a starving vampire
music in my blood turns a spark into fire
The progeny of lyrics—-rhythm tunes—-desire
Made to Pierce your soul ——like a suit of Bob-wire
Hang tight and ride this storm of ——forget me Nut
Left-brain—right track—it’s called —-purple microdot
And you know I’ll be here—— from —-time to time
Fucking with your mind ————at the drop of a dime
Underground—-under the tongue—-paint a mental picture
yo—you’ll never really know when the acids gonna hit ya

Original track: Ipg1 – Purple-microdot-the-allure-pt2

Here’s the link to the Producers that have submitted mixes so far:

Purple Microdot

Purple Microdot The Allure Pt. 2 - w/IPG1

Here's  a blast from the past! 
I lost all of my (workings) for my tracks after my Zoom hardrive died,  My fault for  doing to many projects!!Fortunately I have all of my final masters to play with and tweak if possible! The lesson is always to "Back up...back up..and back up!!! Same with your photos on your phone if you dont use the cloud!!

Changes (re-mastered)

(Original song, mastering, vocals and lyrics by KidOfEarth)⚠️ © Copyright France)
"Tout pardonner" (forgive everything)
I walk alone in the street
I think of you that I lost
will i still be ready to love
and when can I give again?
In the arteries, I sneak
I find a bar where the wine is good
the landlady sees me as fragile
but it doesn't matter, I get drunk more than reason

the sky is clear, the stars twinkle
and I get lost in the slums of the city
through brothels and neon lights
I satisfy... my addictions

I walk alone, I'm lost
I think of everything that is no longer
can i forget everything tomorrow
Will I finally be able to forgive everything?

Donate ❤️️

Tout Pardonner© (Original) English lyrics in description... 👨‍👩‍👧‍👦

Hello there Friends and Listeners 😊

Here's my January 2025 Re-Master and Radio Edit of the second of our February 2023 musical recordings in 'The Living Room'.   🤗
(The first can be heard @  https://soundcloud.com/gary-courtland-miles/shekinah-fire       )                      

Anyway ... 

There's Slow 'n Flow... and yeah, as you know, we do a lot of that. 😉
And then there's Smooth 'n Funky... and everything in between. And in this one, we change it all up!

But when Tim and i somehow fall into a groove, it's time to Let 'er Rip and Let our Freak Flag Fly! 🤣 

If you enJoy it even half as much as we did, we'll be more than happy. 🤩


Tim Elliot is on Telecaster with his Fender Reverb tube amp,
and I am playing his ancient Upright Grand Piano.

© Gary Courtland-Miles & Tim Elliot 2023, 2025
℗ Gary Courtland-Miles 2023 & Tim Elliot 2023, 2025

Just Flowin' *

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.  Featuring Sergio Parraga on Congas, Bongos, Percussion.  Featuring Vibraphone solo. Flute solo. Trumpet solo. Acoustic Bass. Steinway acoustic Piano Rhythm. Gibson L5 Electric Guitar Rhythm. Hammond B3 Organ Rhythm with Bass. String quartet, Cello, Viola, Acoustic Bowed Bass. Trap Drum set. Percussion, Timbales, Cowbell, Ago go bells, Cymbal Crash, Congas, Bongos.

Lighthouse

Bossa Dreamer

Melody for the voice, poem and voice: @oddrun-eikli:
Piano composition and pianos: Debra Buesking

Thank you dear Oddrun for this gift of music.  No REGRETS whatsoever about our friendship :)

Regrets.

Hear the whispers
Of the falling leaves
When I write the words
I will never speak
A few unspoken words
Appear like falling leaves

No heart would seek regret
But I hold its hand
And I will not forget
Sweet autumn fields
That lingers in my mind

A few unspoken words
Appears like falling leaves
At other times they wildly fly
Until they reach the sky

Regrets. Oddrun Eikli & Debra Buesking

I am a singer songwriter producer from the North West in the  UK.....I love Jazz and Soul...in fact  all music brings me joy!, My music has had mainstream play on The BBC music app  on The Sun Lounge  show with Adam Dunning and BBC introducing  in Manchester with “ Roesh”  Jazz FM Curved Radio in Australia  and  KJazz radio UK . Please go over and  listen to my music on  Spotify.    I have been very lucky to have collaborated with some very talented musicians and singers, and a special thanks to all of them because I have learnt so much and I am still learning.Please check out my recent interviews with Meryana Tamera on Radiosparx!

Changes (re-mastered)

Vocalatti