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Magical Mystery Broom

by The Timburtons

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Maison Planàterre Note: Album entre Jeu (eJ) du groupe The Timburtons (It) avec Franco Turra (voix & instruments), Sandro Piu (guitares) paru en 2023_04. Favorite track: Let me explain, cosmic baba.
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“LET ME EXPLAIN, COSMIC BABA” (Franco Turra) 1) Dead enough at the rate I can go (rate I can go) I wake up at the rate I wake up (rate I wake up) Come on, come on, connect with me baby. Be here now. Middle) Turn on, tune in and drop out, why should you twist and shout? Kaleidoscope of karmic creations Turn off your mind, just relax My father is the sun, I’m blinded by its sound RIT.) Yeeeaaahhhhhh. I wanna see it once again. Yeeeaaahhhhhh. I wanna hear it once again. Let me explain, cosmic baba. Oh-oh. Enter my brain with your karma Yeeeaaahhhhhh. I wanna melt my mind again. Yeeeaaahhhhhh. The good vibrations run my veins. Let me explain, cosmic baba. Oh-oh. Such an arcane peaceful joker 2) Ego is lost at the rate I can go (rate I can go) I am not at the rate I am not (rate I am not) Come on, come on, the atoms are fading. Clear and bright. Middle) Turn on, tune in and drop out, Nirvana is all about Kaleidoscope of karmic creations Turn off your mind, just relax My mother is the light, we’re consciousness’ new knights RIT.) Yeeeaaahhhhhh. I wanna feel it once again. Yeeeaaahhhhhh. I wanna experience all again. Start over again. Let me explain, cosmic baba. Oh-oh. Enter my brain with your karma Yeeeaaahhhhhh. I wanna melt my mind again. Yeeeaaahhhhhh. The good vibrations run my veins. Let me explain, cosmic baba. Oh-oh. Radiant bliss stops bad karma Let me explain, cosmic baba. Oh-oh. Was it cocaine? Not a drama! Let me explain, cosmic baba. Oh-oh. Let me explain cosmic baba Let me explain, cosmic baba. Oh-oh. Let me explain cosmic baba Let me explain, cosmic baba. Oh-oh. Let me explain cosmic baba
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“REVOLVING MOJO” (Franco Turra) 1) In the morning, in the city, no time for love Some ignore it, some don’t need it because they’re lost It’s alarming, such a pity to get rid of Only magic burns misgiving, just let it go Middle) Oh-oh-oh-oh. The sky is indigo Oh-oh-oh-oh. We’ll make the pleading glow! Middle 2) Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na oh yeahhhhh Watch the rainbow’s end, how it nicely blends Welcome the new friend RIT) Dreams are made of stardust where everything’s freaky And everywhere, your name becomes a graffiti Oh yeah. written in candy-color Oh yeah, that’s a revolving mojo All waves in the ocean are candies for sleepers Through holes in your pocket sneaks off every riddle Oh yeah. It’s so easy to lose it Oh yeah. It’s a revolving mojo 2) Jelly mama. Let the gipsy head to the ground Maybe I’m tripping, then I’m slipping up to the floor Motley critters spreading rumours make up my mind Walking backwards, talking backwards making time crawl Middle) Oh-oh-oh-oh. We’ll make doors open wrong Oh-oh-oh-oh. The world goes better stoned! Middle 2) Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na oh yeahhhhh Tell me mojo man, why our wasteland can’t be a promised land? RIT) Dreams are made of stardust where everything’s freaky And everywhere, your name becomes a graffiti Oh yeah. written in candy-color Oh yeah, that’s a revolving mojo All waves in the ocean are candies for sleepers Through holes in your pocket sneaks off every riddle Oh yeah. It’s so easy to fool it Oh yeah. here’s a revolving mojo
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Sonic iboga 03:38
“SONIC IBOGA” (Franco Turra) 1) If everyday was a Sunday, would probably come in pairs A devil-may-care affair that would change the order of wonders 2) I don’t wanna say it’s wrong, dear. I cannot say it’s ok to recover from a near-death experience Marigold, marigold, without fanfare Middle) Lifting my three shoulders over the world’s edge Reverb of no sound brings in an otherworldly place Rit) Son of bees’ sorcery on the rooftop. Sonic iboga (sonic iboga) Sun is big, always free for the nomads syncing iboga 3) If everyday was tomorrow, I’d probably stay in bed to travel thru space and coming back on the same day asunder 4) The final piece of the jigsaw is somewhere inside my brain Room’s gonna fluctuate in amplified feedback Going on, going on thru the headphones Middle) In a bubbling cauldron, melody has no pace Serenades are over, is not life a mirror maze Rit) Son of bees’ sorcery on the rooftop. Sonic iboga (sonic iboga) Sun is big, always free for the nomads syncing iboga Stun and seek, clouds will seep through the whole score. Sonic iboga (sonic iboga) Spy the seer, stack your skills on the seesaw. Sing ‘bout iboga. Sonic speed, sonic speed, there’s no shortcut going iboga (sonic iboga) Sow the seeds, sow the seeds, Guru Deva. Sonic iboga. Scale of C, scale of C, such wonderwall, show me iboga (sonic iboga) Spoil the skin, spoil the skin of my snare drum. Sonic iboga. Sonic iboga. Sonic iboga. Sonic iboga. Sonic iboga...
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“MY EMPTY GARAGE IN OUTER SPACE” (Franco Turra) 1) Planet earth: it looks familiar although miles away Lazy days of fast lane driving opened the gate Backward tapes running at double speed it’s all I had So I fled. Bad luck, I forgot there my Corvette Middle) Does someone know an interstellar tow truck? To bring it home, where streets are paved with stardust Can you see what I see? RIT) Watching the wheels in my empty garage in outer space Nothing to steer in my empty garage in outer space I smell gasoline in my empty garage in outer space I pay parking fines in my empty garage in outer space 2) In my brain, a four cylinder engine fade away What I am, an hit-and-run on the milky-way Castaway on this far world with no mechanics left Can’t explain why peace of mind left only remains Middle) I wanna put my foot right down on the gas, release the clutch, and hear the sound of the hot-rod Can you hear what I hear? Can you feel what I feel? RIT) Watching the wheels in my empty garage in outer space Nothing to steer in my empty garage in outer space I smell gasoline in my empty garage in outer space I pay parking fines in my empty garage in outer space Planning repairs in my empty garage in outer space Checking seatbelts in my empty garage in outer space Changing the oil in my empty garage in outer space Fixing an hole in my empty garage in outer space

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4 track E.P. anticipating the album, out approximately late summer 2023. The Timburtons are all about the sixties/psichedelia, meditation, hallucinogen trips, sex revolution and everything else related to that wonderful and creative period of human life. Get the ticket of the time machine and go back (or ahead) to the past (or future) and we guarantee you won't regret it.
P.S.: including two FREE bonus tracks, alternative versions of "Revolving mojo"!!!

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released April 23, 2023

Sandro Piu (guitars)
Franco Turra (everything else)

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