01 - De Tanto Mirarte

A dark blue / punkabilly song about consequences and going past the point of no return. Features tremolo guitar. If you like the lyrics, get in touch:

Boom gates on the railway tracks 
Too late to be turning back
See the driver with her eyes wide
See the letters neon bright 

Saying
Bluestone Express
[repeat]

Train drivers catching flashbacks 
Shut your mouth or get the sack
Bottle it up and hide the bottle 
Bottle it up and hit the throttle 

Singing 
Bluestone Express 
[repeat]

Carriage three and out of nicotine 
Rambling breathless words obscene 
Fifty three is far too young 
Hidden shadows on her lungs 

For the
Bluestone Express [repeat]

Police hold the train at the station 
Boy stashes his medication
Boy’s not gunna make the drop
Boss says it was his last shot

On the 
Bluestone Express 
[repeat]

Bluestone express

Dance Of The Skeletons

You’re the milk and honey in my steaming mug of tea
You’re the red hot chili peppers in my favorite spicy kimchee
I was sitting alone eating plain white rice
When you came to the table with a bowl of teriyaki

It’s the little things that make life big
It’s the little things that matter the most
It’s the little things that make me happy
It’s the little things you know it baby
It’s the little things that pack the biggest punch
It’s the little things that come along in bunches
It’s the little things that make life big
It’s the little things that matter the most

If I’m eating a burger, you’re my secret sauce
When I’m brushing my teeth you’re that minty dental floss
You’re the sparkles in my water the whiskey in my Coke
You’re my last ten dollar before I go broke

It’s the little things – a harmless little white lie
It’s the little things – a tiny bit of blue sky
It’s the little things – the sparkle in your eye
It’s the little things – whispered promises at goodbye

You’re the mushrooms in my ramen you’re the butter on my bread
You’re the lyrics in my song you’re the clever things I said
You’re the fine line between a win and a tie
You’re the moment at dusk the sun drops out of the sky

It’s the little things that make life big 
It’s the little things that matter the most
It’s the little things that make me happy
It’s the little things you know it baby
It’s the little things that pack the biggest punch
It’s the little things that come along in bunches
It’s the little things that make life big
It’s the little things that matter the most

It’s the little things – a harmless little white lie
It’s the little things – a tiny bit of blue sky
It’s the little things – the sparkle in your eye
It’s the little things – whispered promises at goodbye

Mixed and Mastered by Woods Studio October 2023
@woods_studio

Little Things

Vocal Sampling: Psychedelic Revolution
Batgrowl: Psychedelic Revolution
Instrumental Mix: B Steele

Added some world vocal samples in the intro. I think it’s in Gaelic. Was inspired by Deshi Basara by Hans Zimmer but I wanted to give the chanting a melody. Piano progression was something I played for years and finally developed. Had no idea I had a bit of Dorian thrown in the arpeggios. There’s also some slap bass for the chorus. The strings incorporate the vocal melody and there’s also a dorian #4 in the verses. 

Lyrically, I took lines from The Dark Knight Rises. It’s basically another song of mine about self empowerment. 

Batman: “What does it mean?”
Old Wise Guy: “Fuck if I know. I just downloaded the vocal sample from online.”

Rise (Demo)

If you haven’t been there, you probably won’t understand 😂❄️

Broken Snowmobile

Voici ma quatrième création (remix) en collaboration avec le 'Channel Musicon'. Pour cette fois, en entendant la magnifique voix de Fabian Cleveland (Cleve),  j'ai décidé de faire un voyage en Jamaïque et de créer un reggae relax. Les artistes présents sur cet enregistrement sont Marie-Christine Tremblay aux back vocals, Pierre Larouche au piano, Alain Picotte à la contrebasse et moi-même à la guitare. Le tout encore superbement mixé et masterisé par Martin Larose au studio Septentrio.  Bonne écoute!

Here is my fourth creation (remix) in collaboration with 'Musicon Channel'. For this time, hearing the beautiful voice of Fabian Cleveland (Cleve),  I decided to take a trip to Jamaica and create  relaxed reggae. The artists on this recording are Marie-Christine Tremblay on the back vocals, Pierre Larouche on the piano, Alain Picotte on the double bass and me on guitar. All still superbly mixed and mastered by Martin Larose at Septentrio studio.  Good listening!

New Day

New Day (Ft: Fabian Cleveland)

New Day (Ft. : Fabian Cleveland)

Wine from when Hemingway was writing "For Whom The Bell Tolls".  And it tolls for us all.

Unfiltered

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Di7PqtDYOaE

Translation above

UN SOUPER LOUPÉ

C’était une froide nuit d’hiver,
Un loup sortait de sa tanière,
Quand il vit trois petits cochons
Qui s’enfuirent vers leur maison.

Quand ils arrivent à leur chaumière,
Les cochons se barricadèrent
Le loup hurla, frappa, cogna
Mais à la fin, il s’essouffla.

Refrain :
Ouh ! ouh ! méchant loup
Même si tu aimes le jambon,
Ouh ! ouh ! méchant loup
Tu n’auras pas les p’tits cochons !

Puis soudain sur le toit, des pas.
Y a quelqu’un dans la cheminée
Qui dans la marmite tomba,
Et l’invité est prisonnier.

Les cochons se mettent à danser
En attendant le bon souper.
Pendant que l’invité cuisait,
Les petits cochons rigolaient.
(refrain)

En ouvrant enfin le couvercle
Quelques cadeaux flottaient sur l’eau
Et puis deux bottes, et le chapeau
Du Père-Noël qu’on vient de perdre !

Les pauvres rennes à la fenêtre
Se d’mandaient où était leur maître
Les p’tits cochons pleuraient aussi
C’est pas gentil, mais c’est ainsi !

Refrain :
Ouh ! ouh ! méchant loup
On n’fait plus partie des gens bons
Ouh ! ouh ! méchant loup
Ils vont nous traiter d’cornichons !

Depuis ce jour on ne voit plus
Que de faux Père-Noël partout.
Et ceux qui offrent des joujoux
Sont des remplaçants, bien entendu !
(dernier refrain) (bis)

Paroles et musique :
Myckaël Marcovic, 06/09/07

A MISSED DINNER

It was a cold winter's night,
A wolf was coming out of his den,
When he saw three little pigs
Who fled to their home.

When they arrived at their cottage,
The pigs barricaded themselves
The wolf howled, kicked and pounded
But in the end, he ran out of steam.

Refrain:
Ouh! ouh! bad wolf
Even if you like ham,
Ouh ! ouh ! bad wolf
You won't get the little pigs!

Then suddenly, on the roof, footsteps.
There's someone in the chimney
Who fell into the pot,
And the guest is a prisoner.

The pigs start dancing
Waiting for the right supper.
While the guest was cooking,
The little pigs laughed.
(refrain)

Opening the lid at last
A few presents floated on the water
And then two boots, and the hat
Of the Santa we just lost!

The poor reindeer at the window
Wondering where their master was
The little piggies cried too
It's not nice, but that's how it is!

Refrain :
Ouh! ouh! bad wolf
We're no longer good people
Ouh ! ouh ! bad wolf
They'll call us pickles!

Since that day we've seen
Fake Santa Claus everywhere.
And those who give toys
Are substitutes, of course!
(last chorus) (encore)

Lyrics and music :
Myckaël Marcovic, 06/09/07

Le souper loupé (feat. Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel)

Double Dome - Robert Grigg & Combstead

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Rainbow

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Recently, I have reduced my music and internet time. I apologize here that i can't reply to all comments. "2econd Skin" is a sideproject of https://soundcloud.com/temple-of-the-haunted-man for electronic, industrial, metal, ambient and soundtrack music.

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