an intriging and captivating composition-well done

What a cool tune! Great contrast between the guitar and that ‘whipping’ sound effect.  So cool, so catchy.

Definitely a UFO un the SC space.... The way you conceive music reminds me a lot of Mike Oldfield in his album AMAROK, where everything sounds destructured, but actually it is.  Incredible work!!

TIME FOR A LOVE SOLSTICE TO BE BORN

Cover Born to be blue ( 1946) Written by Mel Tormé and Robert Wells. Chet Baker is going to cover in 1965. This version is a tribute to  both.

Born To Be Blue By Sucole & 6qsax

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Summer Solstice 2022 in the Northern Hemisphere occurred on Tuesday, June 21, at 2:14 AM Pacific Standard Time here in the United States where I reside.

Creating a ceremony or celebration is a way for humans to acknowledge the life force energy within us and give back to Creation some of the energy and blessings that we are always receiving. The Earth constantly provides for all of us with her incredible bounty, and the Sun’s warmth provides the light necessary for all living beings to thrive and prosper.

The Solstice signifies the time when the Earth is at the fullness of her strength, fertility, and abundance, so we too can celebrate our strength in joining together, pollinating our spiritual consciousness through sharing, and offering gratitude for the abundance that which we experience daily.

https://exploredeeply.com/live-your-purpose/five-beautiful-rituals-to-celebrate-summer-solstice

All tracks purchased from www.beatport.com or provided directly by the artist or label.

Cover art entitled: Shores of Consciousness by Alex Ruiz
https://www.alexruiz.art/

And as always, a deep gratitude for all of the immensely talented artists showcased here in my DJ mix.

Mixing decks used to perform this set was the Pioneer XDJ-XZ.
https://www.pioneerdj.com/en-us/product/all-in-one-system/xdj-xz/black/overview/

Setlist:

1. Killerwatts, Hang Massive - Is It Real (Original Mix) Nano Records
https://www.beatport.com/track/is-it-real/16377975
2. Spirit Architect - Revelation (West Galaxy Remix) Dacru Records
https://www.beatport.com/track/revelation/16423848
3. Kaya Project Feat. Irina Mikhailova - Shiva Shankara (Faders Remix) Sacred Technology 
https://www.beatport.com/track/shiva-shankara-feat-irina-mikhailova/16172764
4. Ephemeris - A New Era (Original Mix) Sahman Records
https://www.beatport.com/track/a-new-era/16485605
5. NoFace - Uncharted Galaxy (Original Mix) Sacred Technology
https://www.beatport.com/track/uncharted-galaxy/16217253
6. Djantrix - Hidden Princess (Original Mix) Digital Om
https://www.beatport.com/track/hidden-princess/16289220
7. Avalon - It's Time (Bliss Remix) Nano Records
https://www.beatport.com/track/its-time/16451893
8. Nax - Micro G (Original Mix) United Beats Records
https://www.beatport.com/track/micro-g/15547181
9. GMS, Faders - Palolem (Original Mix) Sacred Technology
https://www.beatport.com/track/palolem/16354263
10. M-Theory - Big Trouble (Hypnoise Remix) Blacklite Records
https://www.beatport.com/track/big-trouble/16417388
11. Lunatica - Psytopian Realms (Original Mix) Digital Om
https://www.beatport.com/track/psytopian-realms/16467284
12. Delysid - Spartan Law (Hypnoise & Amplify (MX) Remix) Maharetta Records
https://www.beatport.com/track/spartan-law/16505587
13. Spectra Sonics - Crome (Original Mix) Transcape Records
https://www.beatport.com/track/crome/16347652
14. Becker, Avan7 - Lose Yourself (Original Mix) Sonoora Records
https://www.beatport.com/track/lose-yourself/16257896
15. Mekkanikka & Stryker - Macho Man (Original Mix) United Beats Records
https://www.beatport.com/track/macho-man/16247303
16. Kaya Project Feat. Irina Mikhailova - San Pedro Rising (Volcano On Mars Remix) Sacred Technology
https://www.beatport.com/track/san-pedro-rising-feat-irina-mikhailova/16172761
17. Shadow Chronicles - Jungle Rocket (Transient Disorder Remix) Dacru Records
https://www.beatport.com/track/jungle-rocket/15966914
18. Outtribe - Highlander (Original Mix) HOMmega Productions 
https://www.beatport.com/track/highlander/16444083

Summer Solstice 2022 | Psychedelic Celebration Set | 145 - 146 BPM

Time slips away.

Speak For Love (Brian Peters)

Little Lady stepped out into the world
Little Lady was still mama’s little girl
One baby later, she was still twenty-five
Her marriage on the rocks but she was glad to be alive

And love is blinded in innocence
And love is calling out for defence

	Who’ll sing a song for the lonely ones
	Your darling daughters and your wayward sons
	Under the hand of the iron glove
	And who will speak for love

Little Man went walking in his daddy’s boots
Little Man was just following his roots
Wild dreams and schemes on the stock exchanges
Wild oats and loneliness among total strangers

And love is crying out to be heard
And love is holding out the living word

	Who’ll sing a song for the lonely ones
	Your darling daughters and your wayward sons
	Under the hand of the iron glove
	And who will speak for love

**Some talk about the third world debt
Some talk about a nuclear threat
Some talk about inner city crime
Some talk about intelligent design
Some talk about corporate greed
Some talk about terminator seeds
Some talk about the ascetic life
Some talk about simeon stylites**

And love is knocking at the door
And love is undergirding every law

	Who’ll sing a song for the lonely ones
	Your darling daughters and your wayward sons
	Under the hand of the iron glove
	And who will speak for love

**Some talk about global warming
Some talk about turbine farming
Some talk about genetic cloning
Some talk about the lunar landings
Some talk about ghetto thugs
Some talk about the superbug
Some talk about democracy
Some talk about conspiracy

Some talk about the world trade towers
Some talk about a one world power
Some talk about save the whales
Some talk about fairytales
Some talk about visual highlights
Some talk about navigation satellites**
…(to fade)

Speak For Love

'Flow'

Falsestart: rhythm & bass
Scotty: lead, lyrics, vocals

I'm somewhere stuck in the middle.
I can't decipher these riddles.
I know I must but can't seem to let it go.
The strength to see through these billows
brings restless nights to my pillows.
Spiraling, I can't seem to let it go.
I'm digging deep into will, though,
or it continues to kill, slow.
Spiraling, spiraling, spiraling, spiraling, spiraling.
I must find a 'good' way to overcome.
Spiraling, spiraling, spiraling, spiraling, spiraling. 
I must find a 'good' way to overcome
or I will succumb. 

Society, I'm finding,
is difficult surviving.
It's in my mind, I just gotta let it go.
Inside, I feel I'm dying.
Can't stop these tears from crying.
It's in my mind, I just gotta let it go.
Although you see me trying,
can't keep myself from flying.
It's in my mind, I just gotta let it go.
I can't do so when I am feeling low.
It's in my mind, I just gotta let it go.
I can't do so when I am feeling low.
So, I rise again. 

Your influence; uplifting. 
I feel my spirit shifting.
Negatives; I know I can let 'em go.
My brain's begun its sifting
to keep my mind from drifting.
Negatives; I know I can let 'em go.
This strength, it comes within me.
My destiny's within reach.
Negatives; I know I can let 'em go.
Go, go, go, go, go, go.... 

Here I am. 
My own man.
With no plans.
Flow.


flow (with Falsestart)

As each November approaches I try to make my own little Remembrance-time tribute.  Seems more relevant as each year passes...

Following the huffing and puffing empire lunacy in the summer of 1914, the next four years would see 40 million casualties, half of them deaths and of those, half were civilian.  

40 million.

40 million tales of poignancy, pain, grief and human tragedy, through times that can often seem littered with coincidence, symmetries …. bookends and mirrors.

In the Military Cemetery of St Symphorien near Mons rests John Parr.  At only five foot three inches and several years under age he (amazingly) managed to enlist in 1912 - hoping to see the world, and get the advertised “two square meals” a day.  He was the first British Army casualty, killed in the battle of Mons aged just 17, his body left behind, fate unknown until much later in the conflict;  the army unable to answer his mother’s letters of enquiry about her “silent” son.

By pure coincidence, John lies just a few yards from the last British soldier to die in the great war.  George Ellison served for four long years including at the same first battle of Mons as John, and most of the famously grinding, attritional infantry battles of the conflict.  His working life bookended by military service, George had first enlisted in 1902, leaving the army in 1912, just as John joined, he became a coal miner, re-enlisting at the outbreak of war to dig mud not coal and fight from trenches he helped excavate.  George was killed just 90 minutes before the armistice took effect at 11:00 on the 11th day of the 11th month.  The futility of the conflict was cruelly illustrated by the fact that George’s war had started and ended at exactly the same place, Mons in Belgium.  They had literally gone nowhere.

As a postscript to progress since "the war to end all wars" the human race is currently reckoned to be engaged in 7 major wars, 15 significant ongoing conflicts and 21 “minor” conflicts (the latter defined as up to "only” 1000 deaths per year).  By way of another macabre bookend, the longest of these has been going on, unbelievably, since the year .... 1918.

As always, this simple ballad is offered as a live one mic one take effort - please excuse the fluffs and gaffes.
_______________________

Bookends and Mirrors

Sun turned cold ‘cross every sky in the summer of ‘14
The Good Lord shook his head, and he placed it in his hands
Braided declarations flying, whose like was never seen
Lunatics in feathers stockpiled lead, bagged their sand.
Slapstick Mephistopheles, unleashing of his flame
Spiral minds lobotomised in the waltz of the insane
Simple lives unknowing of the mud that would become
A mirror in the resting place of two Holy Mother’s sons.

Signed the line, five years young, fingers crossed behind his back
Chance to see the world, grab a future, two square meals.
At 17, John’s angels sung, first to fall in dawn’s attack
Abandoned and forgotten, deaf to all his ma’s appeals.
Never knew the miner, his bookend pal to be
Fighting down the line, many battles that he’d see
Full four years in trenches, George’s hell lived through them all
Cruelty was smiling wide at England’s last to fall.

In service time they travelled nowhere, nothing to achieve
Embracing 40 million weeping mothers left to grieve
The crime of puffing chest bravado beggared to believe
Hall of mirrors seeping others’ blood of the innocent naive.

Now John and George lie facing each to seek their mirrored peace
Raise my eyes and brim a tear for the lessons never learned
Pray God, don’t ever let them know man’s insanity but increased
The war to end all wars a mere sequel oft’ returned 
By comedies of leathered fools stuck on infinite repeat
Bemedalled and bejewelled, they prosecute their moral defeat
But here, on sallow turf twixt heroes, broken mirror in my broken hand
Met by my own broken eyes, I still fail to understand.
_________
Photo by Michael Yuan on Unsplash

Bookends and Mirrors

No Prayers For November (featuring Tom Waits)

Vidéo YouTube : https://youtu.be/xpmxidMUL8g
 
Roots  (Racines : à la suite en Français )

My dear brother , my Theo 
Thank you for your letter and the bill but it's too much
Since things are going well for you and yours 
What do we have to do with what is less so?
My dear brother , my Theo
You have your share in my work, my paintings 
which in the debacle keep their calm, and that's beautiful!

I risk my life in my work
my reason has half melted away.
I've already had bouts of madness
my condition must have worsened.

My dear brother, my Theo 
I'm a burden to you, for me it's too much 
You owe it to your son, to your family 
my painting will never be a source of profit. 
 
My dear brother , my Théo  
I'm sending you "Roots", my last painting.
I'm going to finish it with my blood
then die at the Ravoux: it's high time.


I'm risking my life for my work
my reason has half melted.
I've already had bouts of madness
my condition is only getting worse.  

My dear brother Theodore
lying beside me, what a comfort
you have joined me now in Auvers
where we rest, my brother, two feet under!

My work cost me my life
my sanity melted away
I had many fits of madness
my state was desperate.


Racines 

Mon cher frère , mon Théo 
Merci de ta lettre et du billet mais c’est trop
Puisque cela va bien  pour toi et les tiens 
Qu’avons nous à faire de ce qui l’est moins ?
Mon cher frère , mon Théo
Tu as  ta part dans mon oeuvre , mes tableaux 
qui dans la débâcle gardent leur calme , et c’est beau !

Mon travail à moi j’y risque ma vie
ma raison y a fondu à moitié .
J’ai déjà eu des accès de folie
mon état a du s’aggraver .

Mon cher frère , mon Théo 
Je suis une charge pour toi , pour moi s’en est trop 
Tu te dois à ton fils , à ta famille 
ma peinture ne sera jamais une source de profit . 
 
Mon cher frère , mon Théo  
je t’envoie  « Racines «  mon dernier tableau .
Je vais le terminer avec mon sang
puis mourrir chez les Ravoux  : il est grand temps .


Mon travail à moi j’y risque ma vie
ma raison y a fondu à moitié .
J’ai déjà eu des accès de folie
mon état ne fait que s’aggraver .  

Mon cher frère Theodore
allongé près de moi , quel réconfort
tu m’as rejoint à présent à Auvers
où nous reposons , mon frère , deux pieds sous terre !

Mon travail à moi m’a couté la vie
ma raison y a fondu en entier
J’ai eu de nombreux accès de folie
mon état était désespéré .

Racines (translated in description )

Free Fallin',  free style

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DAGDA (feat. ToNi FaTu)

Jericho

inhaled happiness

idk practice ig. i fucking hate being sad.
just cleaned my room and thought id upload as well, might come back to this and work on the melody and drums more. for now just have it as it is, slowed and reverb at the end lmao

i hate being stuck

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BPM: 120
CLOUD RAP TYPE BEAT 2025

[FREE] A$AP ROCKY x CLAMS CASINO TYPE BEAT - "NOBODY" [CLOUD RAP/BOOM BAP TYPE BEAT 2025]

Evocative song to listen to without hurry... most serious job I've done lately, say no more.

Letra / Translated lyrics:

SI TÚ ME FALTARAS  /  IF I MISSED YOU

Abre tu risa mis ojos,  /  Your laugh opens my eyes,
olor a café por la mañana…  /  smell of coffee in the morning…
Para murmurarte un beso  /  So as to whisper you a kiss
me levanto de la cama.  /  I get up from the bed.

Aaaay! Si tú me faltaras  /  Aaaay! If I missed you
aaaay! de tedio moriría.  /  aaaay! I’d die of weariness.

Me despierta muy temprano  /  Wakes me up very early
el olor de tu cuerpo a mi lado.  /  the smell of your body beside me.
Para que se haga de noche pronto  /  So that it gets dark soon
rápidamente me he levantado.  /  I have got up fast.

Siento que mi vida se desliza por el sabor tan suave de tu cuello y de tus besos.  /
I feel my life slips along such a soft flavor of your neck and your kisses.

Puedo ser ligero como el aire y filtrarme con mi fuego en tus sueños y en tus deseos.  /
I can be as light as air and percolate with my fire into your dreams and your desires.

Busco el momento cada día de volver para gozarte, para olerte, para amarte…  /
I look for the moment every day to come back so as to enjoy you, to smell you, to love you … 

para amarte, sí, aaaay! para amarte.  /  to love you, yes, aaaay! to love you.

Juega tu lengua en mi cerebro,  /  Your tonge plays in my brain,
recorren mi espalda tus caricias.  /  your caresses cross my back.
Miro el reloj y suspiro,  /  I look at the clock and sigh,
deseando que acabe el día.  /  wishing the day to finish. 

Aaaay! Si tú me faltaras  /  Aaaay! If I missed you
aaaay! de tedio moriría.  /  aaaay! I’d die of weariness.

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Si tú me faltaras (de tedio moriría)

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