https://soundcloud.com/olla-de-insomnio, aka https://soundcloud.com/stranger-something sent me this wonderful instrumental track and later on also that artwork. I enjoyed a lot to write and sing along, a Big Thank You for that, it's been a great pleasure...

Please also, if you like, check out the remix:
https://soundcloud.com/stranger-something/stranger_indie_remix?si=eb3a9b7955334f7aa553d473f02c0b0d&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Stranger

As a stranger i arrived
As a stranger i went 							


As a stranger i arrived
As a stranger i went
From anywhere close to somewhere
And then back to anywhere again

Well I could tell a thousand tales
Well i could tell a thousand lies

I could tell  a thousand dreams
That might not be true
Could formulate a thousand lines
You won’t believe that they’re true

Well, I could tell…
I could run a hundred thousand miles and more…

As a stranger i arrived
As a stranger i went 							

As a stranger i arrived
As a stranger i went
From anywhere close to somewhere
And then back to anywhere again…

- solo -

As a stranger i arrived
As a stranger i went
From anywhere close to somewhere
And then back to anywhere again

One thing asking myself,
Has it been true ?
Did i really run a thousand miles
Just to get hold of you ?		
One thing that i must ask again
Has that been true ?
Did i really run a thousand miles
Just to get hold of you ?				

Well, i could tell…
Well, i could tell…

Did i really run a thousand miles
Just to get hold of you ?
Did i really write a thousand lines
Then to get rid of you ?
I could run a hundred thousand miles
Well, i could run a hundred thousand miles and more
With a stone in my shoe…

Stranger (wt Stranger Something, raw edit)

Music: Joachim Krömker
Guitars & Synth: Joachim Krömker
Vocals: xian3
Editorial work on Lyrics: xian3
Words by Theodor W. Adorno (1903-1969) in „Philosophy of new music“, 1949
Translation mainly by machine
Cover: AI generated on Dec.31st 2024 at 10:30

Behind The Dam

“The person 
who allows oneself 
to be exuded (poured out)
in weeping 
and a music 
which is no longer like it 
in anything, (in anything)

at the same time 
allows the stream 
of what is not itself 
to flow back 
into it, 
what is not itself 

and what was dammed up 

behind the dam 
of the world of things.”  	

Behind the dam
Behind the dam
Behind the dam

Behind The Dam (wt Art.Silence)

Emilio, aka https://soundcloud.com/stranger-something and https://soundcloud.com/olla-de-insomnio send me this wonderful instrumental. A very special thank you to Alejandro Venegas for playing these great drums. Later on he mixed and mastered it, he also provided this picture. It was a great pleasure to write and sing along, a Big Thank You for that…

Vuelo Lejano

1
Oh,
Wait
Is it already that late ?
And we still hesitate
Let us concentrate…
Let ’s collaborate…
Yeah…
Seriously…
This is supposed to be 
Just another love song
But 
We cannot sort out heart from mind, 
And that won’t be different this time

And with  .4 k per second
Just spinning around ourselves

No giggling please…
Fasten your deep senses
This is a far flight
And it’s only one-way…

Let us concentrate - ah -
Here today
There is no escape…

No giggling please…
Let’s collaborate…
This is supposed to be 
Just another love song
We won’t sort out heart from mind
And that won’t be different this time

And with 3.2 k per second, 
Ahaa, ahaa…
Circling around the sun
Ohh,
No giggling please…
Fasten your deep senses
This is a far flight
And it’s only one-way…
It’s only one way…
One way-y-y-y-y-y-y-y…yeah…

- solo - 					

2
So many lovesongs have been sung
So why again now a further one ?
Because it must not be left undone
Cannot leave it undone
Just cannot leave it undone…

Ohh,
There are turbulences

No joking please
There is trouble ahead
Hitting the unprepared -
Ohh, this is a hard way…

While we float
With some 30 k/s 
Around the milky way
And other hundreds of k/s
Trundling other ways
Within a thousand days
That is quite a stray
Even if you don’t move a single hoof…

No giggling please
This is supposed to be another love song
No joking please
This is a far flight
No giggling please
This is a heart’s way
And it’s only…
It's only one-way,
It's only one way…

Vuelo Lejano (wt Stranger Something)

A Big Thank You to https://soundcloud.com/mike-krath for the music. It’s been great fun to write and sing along. Please take a listen to his version of the song: https://soundcloud.com/mike-krath/document-boo-hoo?si=1345da94ece64aa2bd256edb8905eb88&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
The picture shows a wild donkey in Death Valley, taken by an old friend of mine.


Leitmotif


Every time 					(3)
I got you on my mind
Got you on my mind
I have to smile				


All symbolism i drew
All the songs i sang
All the symbolism i drew					
I sang them only for you
I drew them only for you
Only you					
I swear it’s all true			


All the words i threw
All the letters i choose
All the words i threw
I threw them only for you
Only to you
I swear it’s all true
I have to smile
I have to…

„break“
Every word, every note	
They come back				
Every word, every note
They come back
Every word, every note,
They reflect


Also right now, this time
It’s the same clue
It’s the same clue:
This song is for you
Hope that you like it a bit, too…

Leitmotif (wt Mike Krath, raw edit)

A collab with https://soundcloud.com/bigpapashonan on violin and keys/sounddesign and https://soundcloud.com/holgerengel on bass guitar, Big Thank You to my wonderful collaborators. Please take a listen to the remix of KBS:  https://soundcloud.com/bigpapashonan/brochen?si=a3d0ddc3cdb9475f9601e6fdea3e64bc&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
 
At 1142 metres above sea level, the ‘Brocken’ (also known as the ‘Blocksberg’) is the highest mountain in the ‘Harz’, a mid-range mountain group in Central Germany. Put simply, it is a large block of granite, a plutonic rock. It is shrouded in legends and mystery. My father grew up in this area as a child and of course knew the old stories and myths, including some about the so-called "Brocken Ghost"...

The cropped, filtered and edited photography shows the „Brocken Spectre“ (original by Walter Richter)
					
„When the observer's shadow falls on a layer of fog or clouds, the shadow is not represented by a solid surface, but by each drop of water in the haze individually. As a result, the brain cannot see the shadow stereoscopically and significantly overestimates the size. Air movements cause the shadow to move, even when the observer is standing still. This seemingly separate entity can also float and hover without having any visible contact with the ground. The other physical conditions on the mountain, cool and damp air, silence, as well as the lack of orientation due to a lack of foresight and neighbouring mountains, reinforce the subjective impression of the apparent existence of a ghost."

					Johan Esaias Silberschlag, 1780


Brocken Ghost

1
The shadow falls (4)
On layers of fog 
The shadow falls
Unto each single drop
The shadow falls
On layers of fog
The shadow falls (2)
  
A different story
On each single drop  
A different story
From the bottom to the top
A different story…

2
The shadow floats
On layers of fog
The shadow  is hovering
Over the ground
The shadow is growing
Waving without sound
The shadow floats
With a glory

A different story
On each single drop  
A different story
From the bottom to the top
A different story
On each single drop
On each single drop

Brocken Ghost (wt KBS and Holger Engel, raw edit)

https://soundcloud.com/33per , my dear donkey fellow sent me this wonderful instrumental, a Big Thank You for that, it was a great pleasure to write and sing along.

The image shows Gregory Peck as captain Ahab in John Houston's film adaptation of Melville's “Moby Dick” from 1956, having just nailed a Spanish dubloon on the main mast.

AHAB (All Hypocrates Are Basterds)

O-o-ohh, o-o-ohh…
Tell me please…
Is that really happening-ä-ä-ä-äppening ?
Do you feel that too ?

Noone is getting out here
Oh no-no-no-no-noo, o-o-o-o-o-ooh
Noone is getting out here alive

Ohh no
Not even the feckin’ basterds
No, no
Not even those feckin’ basterds

Will survive
Whatever may be the strive

See, because 
Noone is getting out here alive
Not the president
Nor his wife

Whatever may be the strive
That won’t work

Ohh oh 
All hypocrates are basterds 			(AHAB)
Ohh, oh
All autocrates are feckin’ basterds 			

They can fool the people 
For some time,

But,
But,
But,

They can’t fool all the people all the time
Not really …
That’s beyond the line

It’s possible to continuate
To self-determinate
To not participate…

So to say:
I would - and - i would…

And i-i-i-i-i-i-i- would 
And I would… 
I-I-I would…
And i would and I would…
I-I-I would…
I would prefer not to…

AHAB (wt 33per, raw edit)

A while ago...
https://soundcloud.com/bigpapashonan played this awesome violin and designed this wonderful instrumental,  a Big Thank You for that, it was a great pleasure to write and sing along. Please take a listen to the remix of KBS: https://soundcloud.com/bigpapashonan/trickery0228?si=35e45cbd417c4accb2a68553122900b0&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

The lines (translated, edited, retranslated, reedited...) derive from "Philoctetes“ (409 B.C.), a Greek tragedy by Sophocles (496 - 405 B.C.). Mainly it is Ulysses speaking to Neoptolemos (The son of Achilles) in order to conspire against the bowman Philoctetes…

The picture shows a detail of „The Wounded Philoctetes“, a painting by Nicolai Abildgaard, 1775

Trickery

1 
This is how far we have gone 
In the matter (4)
Into the nets
Of our own and others’ steps
That there is no way out
But just the farther

REF 
What we show here has no morals
You can’t learn anything from life with us,
And, 
If you want to pass,
You can leave now
You can leave…
You can leave now…

Bridge
Oh, you have two eyes…
Please, show me my face


2
Easily with twisted tongue
You catch him
Easily we drag him
To the ship -
In this trade 
You are not the first one
Who does, 
What he does’nt want to…
We did it before you 
We did that before…

REF 
What we show here has no morals
You can’t learn anything from life with us,
And, 
If you want to pass,
You can leave now 
You can leave…
You can leave now…

Trickery (wt KBS, raw edit)

Enter Name Here …

1
My love hasn’t always been,
My love hasn’t always been here.

Since that hasn’t always been that way,
For, it wasn’t always alike 
While it hasn’t ever been that  case,
‘Cos it wasn’t always like this…

Does it mean that it has to stay
Forever more that way ?

2
My words that will always be with…
My voice that will always be with…
My trust that will always be,
Always be in…
My thoughts that will always be,
My good thought that will always be with…
My faith that will always be with…
My good faith that will always be with…

Since that hasn’t always been that way,
For, it wasn’t always alike, 
While it hasn’t ever been that case,
‘Cos it wasn’t always like this…

Doesn’t mean it has to stay
Forever more and a day.

3
My heart it is always filled with…
My heart that is always driven,
My heart it is always led with…
…
My hope that will always be with …
My belief that will always be with…
My tears that will always be with…
…

Since that hasn’t always been that way,
For, it wasn’t always alike,
While it hasn’t ever, it has ne…-,
‘Cos it hasn’t  been the ca-haha-haze,

Doesn’t mean that it has to stay
Forever more and a day.
Ooh, I’m not sure what else to si-hing
„I’m not sure what else to say…“

out 

								1st vox
And if this is the last song I ever sing
If these were the last words ever to be sung
I’d sing  my love will always be,
My-high lo-hove will always be.

								2nd vox
My heart it is always filled with…
My heart it is always led with…
My heart that is always driven.
…
My love, will always be…
My love it will always be with…
My love it will always be with…
My love that will always be with…

Enter Name Here ..._

A Huge Thank You to my dear collaborator Frans Beelaard https://soundcloud.com/user-936947521 . I had send him this song in my version and it came back like this… :)
He played a bass line, 2 guitars, one lead and one rhythm. Also included is an acoustic drum track with 22" Zildjian ride & crash cymbals & tambourine and an acoustic piano track.
On top of that he also mixed and mastered the whole thing.
A great honor and pleasure for me.

The lines (edited, translated, modified, revised, retranslated, reedited…) originally derived from verse shards by two German poets: 
Stefan George (1868-1933), „Albagal“, 1892 and 
Durs Grünbein (born 1962), “Porzellan: Poem vom Untergang meiner Stadt“, 2006 and „Bericht von der Ermordung des Heliogabal durch seine Leibgarde“, 1999
I glued these verse shards together with a refrain.

During my research on porcelain I came along Kin Tsugi, a Japanese form of art, putting broken porcelain back together again. The picture shows such a piece.

Smashed Porcelain

1
Descend once more into the air-raid shelter. 
Observe:
Your ancestors, crowded together, in their final attire,

Comrades, hostages to mass hysteria,
How they curse, sob, 
Just moments ago uninhibited,
When the Führer arrived in the Mercedes of the Messiah.

How long ago was that, you ask ?
Man…
How long ago was that, you ask ?

2
Oh, I’m descending a marble staircase.
A headless body lies in the middle. Once again.
There, the blood of my dear brother seeps out.
I gently gather up my purple train.

How long ago was that, you ask ?
Gee…
How long ago was that, you ask ?

3
Oh, oh, ohh…
Only 
Caesar didn't care ´bout anything. 
As he watched with glee 
When Rome sank to ruins 
Like a tourist from overseas…

How long ago was that, you ask ?
Well…
How long ago was that, you ask ?


4
Why complain, latecomer ? 
The city long gone before you were there 
Ahh, those teary eyes - 
They’re different from grey hair-air-air…

How long ago was that, you ask ? 
Gee…
How long ago was that, you ask ?
Oh folks, I can't say.						

The only Word
For „Gone Forever“
Is „Today“.

Smashed Porcelain (wt Frans Beelaard)

Composition and lyrics: Paul and Fritz Kalkbrenner

This is the raw version (the "Sand"-edit...) of a collaborative project with https://soundcloud.com/synline. We both used the same vocal track.
Please take a listen to his "Sky"-version, it is quite different:
https://soundcloud.com/synline/sky-and-sand?si=95b81c6c2859417d8653ce0853ecc8df&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

A Big Thank You to my friend Synline. I enjoyed this collaboration very much.

Sky And Sand 

In the nighttime when the world is at its rest
You will find me in the place i know the best
Dancin’, shoutin’, flyin’ to the moon
Don’t have to worry ´cause i’ll be come back soon

And we build up castles in the sky and in the sand
Design our whole world ain’t nobody understand
I found myself alive in the palm of your hand
As long as we are flying, all this world ain’t got no end
All this world ain’t got no end

(I found myself alive in,
In the palm of your 
In the palm of your hand,
I found myself alive in…)

In the daytime you will find me by your side
Tryna do my best and tryin’ make things right
When it all turns wrong there is no fault but mine
But it won’t hit hard `cause you let me shine

And we build up castles in the sky and in the sand
Design our whole world ain’t nobody understand
I found myself alive in the palm of your hand
As long as we are flying, all this world ain’t got no end
All this world ain’t got no end   

(I found myself alive in,
In the palm of your,
In the palm of your hand…
As long as we are flying 
All this world ain’t got no end,
All this world ain’t got no end,
Ohh,
All this world ain’t got no…)

Sky And Sand (cover, raw edit)

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