bursting thru clouds and the air becomes thinner up here. amazing rideeeeee. this is soo inspirnig

Very interesting work! Wonderful Brass and Flute.

yeah- excellent up in here - love yalls melodies

FIND MY WARMTH

Song about love as a shelter against inclemency of life (translated lyrics below).

By means of some weather sounds, I oppose precise dark parts to more colored ones, with serious work till 3:25 when I had fun jamming, so you can skip to 4:20 & enjoy great outro !!

Clarinet was borrowed from my sister for summer practice. Reed & keywork managing is difficult for a beginner, & home cohabitance was set on serious risk, but with painful effort I got something presentable, or so I hope, as not willing to repeat soon...

Pic: edited eyefish photo taken by my other sister during one of my hard summer rehearsals.

LETRAS / LYRICS

ENTRA SIN MIEDO / COME IN WITHOUT FEAR

Fuera hay truenos; / Outside there are thunders;
entra sin miedo. / come in without fear.

Fuera hay viento; / Outside there is wind;
entra corriendo. / come rush in.

Soy tu refugio protector; / I am your protective shelter;
entre mis brazos estarás mejor: / whithin my arms you’ll be better:
ven a buscar mi calor. / come to find my warmth.

Dentro hay fuego; / Inside there is fire;
entra a verlo. / come in to see it.

Dentro te espero, / Inside I wait for you,
entra sin miedo. / come in without fear.

ER22HC02 - (C) Ruizzo 1995 - (R) Francés Records;) 2014

Entra sin miedo (No clarinet was harmed)

Sectatipat

Midnight Space Cruise

New York Gypsy All Stars - Dan Alex Scratch Mix

Trout Fishing in America
	By David Husted
	16 MAY 2020
	
	V1a
	 I can't hit that  top………can't take it any longer
	 0.1% ……….not taking new members
	They say you got to give your life to me
	They say they'll help you dig your grave
	Still shucking that corn for da man who don't mourn you
	
	V1b
	What you gonna do when the world won't play?
	What you gonna do when we break those chains?
	What you gonna do when we're face to face
	See our blood, sweat and tears,……. maybe a little taste of
	Peace …………Love…….and some of that Amazing Grace
	
	Pre-ch
	Down for the count now, I really had to meet ya
	rolling on the ground without your power, without your millions
	Leaking out the pockets of the towered coward leaders
	Bribes, lies, recognize you ain't got nowhere to rise
	
	V1c
	I refused
	I will not be used
	Wont give my life away
	Gonna make my own plans
	Gonna pay my own way
	
	Ch
	But Today, Baby
	Wanna spend my life with you
	Cause I Love You
	
	{instrumental}
	
	I lay down but I ain't gonna sleep
	Cause I ain't gonna close my eyes
	I am the lion; I dream
	
	V2 {call and response}
	
	I refused
	{I Can't Hit that  top………can't take it any longer}
	I will Not Be Used
	{0.1 % ……….not taking new members}
	Wont Give My Life Away
	{They say you got to give your life to me}
	{They say they'll help you dig your grave}
	Gonna make my own Plans
	Gonna pay my own way
	{Bribes, lies, recognize you aint got nowhere to rise}
	
	Ch
	But Today, Baby
	Gonna spend my life with you
	What you gonna do when we're face to face, You'll See
	Our  blood, sweat and tears,……. maybe a little taste of
	Peace …………Love…….Amazing Grace
	
	Bridge
	Cracks; burning inside  of my baby grand
	Slap the keys like nutter-butter slippin-in the frying pan
	Cranking out the metaphors better than a Brautigan
	I hope he still out there "Trout Fishing in America"
	
	Outro
	
more detail on the song production process below for those who care to dig deeper:

I happened to surf across an article about Richard Brautigan. I found the story mildly interesting. The article's author was writing about a recent biography that had come out about Brautigan.  The  picture he painted of the man did not seem flattering.  In fact, he made him sound like a real misogynistic, drunken asshole which I am sure he very well may have been.  However, what caught my eye in his write-up was a reference to Brautigan's book called "Trout Fishing in America".  

I recall chuckling at the way the article's author stated Brautigan used the phrase "trout fishing" or "trout stream" in ways that made the reader double-take. Some of the book's cultural popularity was misleadingly due to that title's use in the more conventional sense. However, Brautigan would personify the phrase "trout fishing" onto people or places or things throughout the book. This was un-conventional for the time and trippy to me. It created a sort of ear-worm of magic on me during my own song development process. It was a needed hit of hippie, beat generation, creative juice just in the nick of time. The trout stream which had been simmering for close to a year was dusted off, revised and finally completed.  

This song may be about my ongoing discontent with the state of our world. It may be about my deep conviction that we can and will do better. It may be about my general state of happiness despite the world we live in. It may be about trout fishing in America.  

Thank You for sharing a moment with me. I appreciate your friendship as I continue to cobble my musical creations together one trout fish at a time. 

Here's to you with much gratitude. 

V/r

Dave

the nook

Trout Fishing in America

(192 kbps compressed MP3)
© 2020

Stone of the pregnant woman
Music: Parryson
Sax arrangement: Daniel Vissotto https://soundcloud.com/vivaosax

Image from: https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Colossal_Hewn_Block,_Ancient_Quarries_Baalbek.jpg

Part A (x8)
Cm D# Dm7

Part A* (x2)
Cm D# Dm7
Cm D# Dm7
Cm Gm
A# F

Part B (x1)
Cmaj7 Am
Bm D
G C
C G7
Am7

Part A* (x2)

Stone of the pregnant woman - with Daniel Vissotto (collab.)

A track from the album Time and Tide, available on Bandcamp
amandasanderson.bandcamp.com/album/time-and-tide

Lyrics, music, mixing, production: Verulium
https://verulium.bandcamp.com/releases
Vocals: Amanda Kim Sanderson

It started in Garstang
Heading out for the M55 it's a beautiful motorway
But in the wrong direction 

I first saw Jimi in 75
Stood on the cowling of a seaplane not alive
But more like a saviour

I sat by the lakeside
Checking up on the stove and the gear for a very long holiday
To where the spirit takes me

He landed like a star on Derwentwater
His face was drawn so I offered him a quarter
Of Kendal mint cake

Driving the ghost of a famous 60s rock star
Around and around ’til we've built the energy
Living in the back of a camper van
The lakes are great and we do the best we can
One day we'll make it

We're parked in a lay by
Filling up with some beans on toast and a very nice Chardonnay 
To mark the occasion

In a white silk shirt and skin tight pants
He can't sing a note and he's banned all instruments
You've got to respect it

Driving the ghost of a famous 60s rock star
Around and around ’til we've built the energy
Living in the back of a camper van
The lakes are great and we do the best we can
One day we'll make it

We pin our hopes upon
The comeback show of the chosen one
At the Woodstock of the north
In Deeply Vale with Sandie Shaw and The Doors 

Driving the ghost of a famous 60s rock star
Around and around ’til we've built the energy
Living in the back of a camper van
The lakes are great and we do the best we can
One day we'll make it

But the times have changed
The stars have left?
We keep on chasing happiness none the less
One day we’ll find it

Time and Tide

Driving The Ghost Of A Famous Sixties Rock Star

Edmund's mother would drive sometimes for days. Never going anywhere, just somewhere. Somewhere that wasn't there. Another burned out sign to a cheap motel; deep in the humid swamps of the bitter south. A time to stop and rest for a day, maybe two. This life inside her was wanting to see the world.
 Flames and retribution and shame, an archaic remnant to what wanted her to speak no more. Edmund was to be born that day in the swamps.  That day when the cicadas roared like a chorus through sweat and fire. The traveler was born at 3:33 pm

The Fold

The Fold./Ballad of a Traveler part 2

Drink Of Water

Ranty sax and the odd piano tinkle courtesy of Jonathan Ogara (https://soundcloud.com/allopenelectrics).

The lyrics goeth thusly:

Dogmatist insistence, compromise persistence
Poisonous necessities, extinction resistance
Merry Gerry-pandering, oblique meandering
Moments of clarity, hipsterous dexterity
Contraphobic sanity, Ponderous calamity
Peripheral profanity, Stat-packed insanity
Throwaway connectiveness, ultra-bright defectiveness
Nominated reprobate, virtuous advocate

Deceptive conformity, emotional deformity
Factual ambiguity, intellectual nudity 
Off the shelf pomposity, counterfeited prudity
Border-line depravity, empathetic cavity
Hand-wrung gesturing, half-baked posturing
Blame game moronity, stupefied stubbornity
Blinkered conformity, dubious patternity

They’re laughing at you 

Wall to wall stupidity, stupefied community
Working, working tirelessly, optimist futility 
Easy sell simplicity, smugnorant complicity
Manipulated ignorance, proudly flaunted bigot-trance 
Cheer the nicely spoken thief, Kick the gift horse in the teeth, 

They’re laughing at you, because you want it to be true

GadDad Rant

A remake of an old one from the 80s, main guitars and vocs are live recording with two mics in the room, then some overdubbing. Part of our new recording sessions where we are both remaking some old songs on the new, better equipment and recording some new songs as well. We'll keep posting as we go. Morry and I are both singing on this one. Slowly working through the mixing and mastering on the Tascam DP24. Hope you enjoy these.

I’ve Been Dreaming

Great privilege to team up with Gary Rees in this Windtronix release. As the track takes off Gary's wizardry boosts our humble wind ensemble into the stratosphere!
https://soundcloud.com/gary-rees-since-87
 
[Pic taken from The Dragon Balloon....looking back to the launch site in Endcliffe Park, Sheffield...on a windy day...scary!]

Gaining Altitude - Gary Rees | WBE

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) 11/2020.

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Pierre Bordetti

A message of appeasement to all our American "Red or Blue" friends.
We in Europe have been following this election closely, and in many ways it struck us as surreal.
But now, we hope for reconciliation, for appeasement, because the world's greatest democracy must show us a nobler and more respectful image.
The free world still needs a strong America to contain the nations that are moving away from an indispensable area of democracy and freedom. The environmental state of the planet cannot afford to wait.
The essential stake which must unite us all lies in the safeguard of our beautiful blue planet.
Long live America !

Un message d'apaisement à tous nos amis américains "Red or Blue".
Nous européens avons suivi de près cette élection, et à bien des égards elle nous a semblé surréaliste.
Mais désormais, nous formons l'espoir d'une réconciliation, d'un apaisement, car la plus grande démocratie mondiale doit nous montrer une image plus noble et plus respectueuse.
Le monde libre a toujours besoin d'une amérique forte à contenir les nations qui s'éloignent d'un indispensable espace de démocratie et de liberté. L'état environnemental de la planète ne peut se permettre d'attendre.
L'enjeu essentiel qui doit nous tous nous unir réside dans la sauvegarde de notre belle planète bleue.!

Vive l'Amérique.

--- Appeasement ---

You feel the blue wave,
that invades your mind,
the start of a new age,
red or blue, the same line,

Forget the bitterness, hatred,
Come share the joy and the bread,

forget this nightmare,
we are not at war,
put away your gun,
and enjoy the sun,


In our space of freedom,
she is the family home,
In our space of freedom,
she is the family home,
In our space of freedom,
she is the family home...

Appeasement

I have a lot of faith that people can be strong enough to recognize where they have done (or are doing) harm and make sincere amends. I also believe that people have the power to heal and forgive wrong doings. It takes great strength to walk together through the fire of our pains and come out the other end holding hands, recognizing and honoring our differences while acknowledging and celebrating our similarities.  

May everyone get a chance to break bread together, enjoy some wine, and share some laughs. 

Thanks again to Calebass, Jon, and Janine for joining me together on a 3rd track. We make a great team! It was really fantastic to have Chris O and Belial Pelegrim finally join a track on my page. Chris O and Belial are two SoundCloud legends in my opinion. I am so grateful to be making music with all my favorite people. If only I had more time to make music with all of my favorites on the cloud. Who knows, maybe I do!

And massive thanks to Russ and the Chaos Cookhouse for baking my bread in their oven once again. If it wasn’t for them, I would only be serving balls of dough. 

Chris O: Lyrics and Vocals
https://soundcloud.com/chris-okunbor
Belial Pelegrim: Aurals, Outro Drone, and Additional Percussion 
https://soundcloud.com/belial-pelegrim
Calebass: Guitars and Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/calebass
Jon Lock: Bass
https://soundcloud.com/jon-lock-5
Janine Levinson: Lyrics and Vocals
https://soundcloud.com/janinelevinson 
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, and Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Mix, Master, and Wind Tamer 
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield
The Chaos Cookhouse: Studio
https://chaoscookhouse.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:

A rising hurricane blowing out the old
I feel it’s heading my way
Yes, a rising hurricane, heading my way
A rising hurricane blowing out the old
I just feel it’s blowing this way

The wind blows wicked by my side of the street

It’s heading my way

You better blow that away

We hunkered down for the storm breaks 
Sat by the heath till our bones ached
Kept those embers burning for what’s at stake 
Canned those apples for a future bake 
When we can walk across the street 
And give a hand shake 
To our neighbors where the wind don’t take 
A life’s time just to make up for
Past time’s big mistakes  

Well rise-up hurricane and blow out the old
Trade them for a mighty dawn

The wind blows wicked by my side of the street

Push aside the night shades to break a deal
Trade them for a mighty dawn

Even though things still ain’t right
We got deep history still within sight
And at times things can be downright 
Enough to incite our outright 
Deepest ugliest version of contrite 
I still cling tight 
To that hope for that bright light 
That one day things will be made right 
But it ain’t gonna be if we just hang tight 
Word 

The wind blows wicked by my side of the street

A rising hurricane blowing out the old
I just feel, it’s a-heading our way
Push aside the night shades
Break another deal
Trade them for a mighty dawn

Chris O, Belial Pelegrim, Janine Levinson, Jon Lock, Calebass, Russ & CKP - Wind Blows Wicked

I hope to spread some christmas spirit with my covers.
To listen to more of my x -mas covers, feel free to visit my playlist:soundcloud.com/christmas-with-brielle/sets/christmas-with-brielle-1
lyrics:
Once upon a winter
It seems so long ago
My one and only love and I
Fell down upon the snow
And as the dusk was falling
From our gray and goose down sky
We heard the old cathedral bells
Ring out our lullaby

Snow angel, snow angel
Someday I'm gonna fly
This cold and broken heart of mine
Will one day wave goodbye
Goodbye to this cruel wicked world
And all the tears I've cried
Snow angel, snow angel
I'll meet you in the sky

The rumors of a distant war
Called my true love's name
He packed his leather suitcase
And spoke no word of blame
We walked a while together
I tried to hide my fear
He told me not to be afraid
And whispered in my ear

Snow angel, snow angel
Someday I'm gonna fly
This cold and broken heart of mine
Will one day wave goodbye
Goodbye to this cruel wicked world
And all the tears I've cried
Snow angel, snow angel
I'll meet you in the sky

They brought my love home from the war
In a cart pulled by white mules
The Christmas bells rang out that day
Oblivious as fools
And as the snow began to fall
I kissed his frozen face
They told me in his woolen coat
His last few words were placed

Snow angel, snow angel
Someday I'm gonna fly
This cold and broken heart of mine
Will one day wave goodbye
Goodbye to this cruel wicked world
And all the tears I've cried
Snow angel, snow angel
I'll meet you in the sky

Snow Angel (Over the Rhine Cover)

New site after E-Ruizzo: https://soundcloud.com/esemanolain-ruizzo

Many thanks to Alex https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
and Richal https://soundcloud.com/rickitansky for their fantastic pics !!

Woodwind-powered experimental music (jazz/blues/ambient/funk/fusion/free improv....)[MOST TRACKS ARE DOWNLOADABLE] Wind instruments: tenor/alto/soprano saxes; Eb/Bb clarinets; flute/bamboo flutes; recorders; oboe; melodica (+ guitar+other various noisemakers) recorded on a Zoom MRS 1266 / R24.
Beats and other sounds: GarageBand.

Gaining Altitude - Gary Rees | WBE

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