SOME THOUGHTS ABOUT COVID19

Ce titre, produit par le Projet Musicus, est  réarrangé par moi dans le style combo-jazz-classique pour mon duo avec Marie-Christine Tremblay : MCDC.  Il met en vedette Tim Morgan au piano;  Olivier Mallette à la batterie;  François Moisan à la basse et moi à la guitare. Avec la très belle réalisation studio de Martin Larose du STUDIO SEPTENTRIO la pièce nous plonge dans une douce nostalgie propice aux Temps des Fêtes. Bonne écoute et Joyeux Noël!!

This track, produced by the Musicus Project, is rearranged by me in the combo-jazz-classical style for my duo with Marie-Christine Tremblay: MCDC.  It stars Tim Morgan on piano;  Olivier Mallette on drums;  François Moisan on bass and me on guitar. With the beautiful studio work by Martin Larose of STUDIO SEPTENTRIO the piece plunges us into a sweet nostalgia conducive to the Holidays. Happy listening and Merry Christmas!!

Père-Noël arrive ce soir

Here is an early demo version of our new song called "Trumped" ..... I wonder what this song is going to be about .......

The music is quite evolved already, but all of the vocals are missing and WIP, except for a few backing vocals sketches in the chorus.

Trumped - Instrumental

Maybe I’m the Fire is about embracing every wild, imperfect, and beautiful part of who you are — the spark, the storm, the madness, and the magic. It’s that moment you stop apologizing for being “too much” and start realizing that your fire is exactly what lights up the world around you. It’s confidence born from chaos, passion forged through pain, and power that can’t be dimmed.


LYRICS:

[Verse 1]
I dance through chaos wearing boots and glitter
Laughing while the world calls me a quitter
Yeah, I broke a few hearts just to see if they’d heal
But I never faked a thing I didn’t feel

[Pre-Chorus]
You said I’m wild like a warning light
But maybe you like that spark at night

[Chorus]
Maybe I’m the fire you can’t control
Burning through the rules you wrote in stone
You call it crazy — I call it soul
I’m not the storm, I’m the thunder’s goal
Maybe I’m the fire you can’t control

[Verse 2]
I’ve danced on thin ice, cracked it just for fun
Sang confessions to the morning sun
You say I drive too fast, don’t look both ways
But baby, I’m still here — must be grace or haze

[Pre-Chorus]
You said I’m wild like a warning light
But maybe you like that spark at night

[Chorus]
Maybe I’m the fire you can’t control
Burning through the rules you wrote in stone
You call it crazy — I call it soul
I’m not the storm, I’m the thunder’s goal
Maybe I’m the fire you can’t control

[Verse 3]
You found me barefoot in the pouring rain
Laughing at the lightning, screaming my name
You said I scare you — maybe that’s true
But you can’t look away when I’m burning through

[Bridge]
You wanted safe — I brought the flame
You said I’m trouble — I’ll take the blame
You wanted calm — I made it roar
Now you’re knocking on my fireproof door

[Chorus]
Maybe I’m the fire you can’t control
Burning through the rules you wrote in stone
You call it crazy — I call it soul
I’m not the storm, I’m the thunder’s goal
Maybe I’m the fire you can’t control

[Chorus – Final Lift]
Maybe I’m the fire, maybe I’m the cure
Maybe I’m the reason you’re not sure
You call it chaos — I call it more
‘Cause baby, you keep coming back for more

[Outro]
So turn out the light, don’t try to save me
If I’m insane, at least it’s blazing
You may be right — but I’m still shining
Maybe I’m the fire you keep finding



Maybe I’m the Fire

Your My Mystery

🎵 Title: In the Hall of the Mountain King (Hip-Hop Hybrid Adaptation)

🎼 Original Composer: Edvard Grieg — Public Domain
🎼 Adaptation: Michael Herter

🕒 Duration: 02:29
🎛 Genre: Classical / Hip-Hop / Hybrid / Cinematic
🎧 Mood: Epic • Dark • Tense • Aggressive • Rising • Magical

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📝 Description

What happens when you take one of the most iconic pieces of classical music and strip away the politeness?

Grieg’s original masterpiece is legendary for its ability to build tension. With this adaptation, the goal was to push that tension to its absolute limit—respecting the original score while injecting it with the raw, visceral energy of modern hip-hop and cinematic sound design.

This track bridges two worlds. The iconic orchestral melodies and the dramatic weight of a mixed choir are now driven forward by heavy 808s and punchy, aggressive drums. It is a sonic experiment in accelerating madness—moving from a stealthy creep to a massive, chaotic wall of sound.

It is familiar, yet completely new. Turn it up and feel the pressure rise.

🎼 Musical Details

Key: h-moll
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: flexible / accelerating

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In the Hall of the Mountain King

In the Hall of the Mountain King (Hip-Hop Hybrid Adaptation)

This track is open to jam with. have fun. 

Crush

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⚡ Relationship - Esoteric on RE chart : i.imgur.com/HBHENR0.png #3 ⚡

[Dweldnik]
Today I made new language
While you bitch making sandvich
Past old days I cum on your face
You start to learning Whitespace
You writing code but don't see it
This not obfuscated I mean it
Your favourite keyboard buttons are Tab and Space
You understanding Whitespace

[Bellatrix]
I write to you an email to your job
I want to tell you honey you are suck
You reading my message by thinking what the fuck
You reading now Brainfuck
[Dweldnik] In the kitchen do you got what you ate
This is not ASCII chars this is UTF 8
Two plus two minus one bracket and dot
Good luck dear with brainfuck

Relationship - Esoteric

Only up
Lonely? Yup!
We walk alone
And pony up
The horsepower
We’re worth hours
Or days of your listening ways
We go only up
Into the last days…

This game is padlocked
But it’s a bad lock
Which I broke 
with my mad bops
Pop drops
Explode like pop rocks
Or mentos and coke
Want all the smoke?
Buttholes are closed
And clenched
When I walk into the room
Pussies are drenched
Wussies are wrenched
And screwed
Not chopped
This is hip hop
And I’ll cryp walk
In gym socks
Before I’ll ever
Give up

[pop]
[guitar]
[female]
Only up
Lonely? Yup!
We walk alone
And pony up
The horsepower
We’re worth hours
Or days of your listening ways
We go only up
Into the last days…

[rap]
[fast]

Split the seas
Then spun the two sides 
Like I was a Vietnamese 
DJ MC that sampled 
The police and got stung
Like a bee
Im in the journey 
To the top of the pops
And I’m soon to be 
A human beings
Best friend  
Besides pussy 
Oh why do I 
mention
These looney tense
Dimensions
Mooning for impressions 
On X and Ig 
Had sex with Heidi
Klum she’s some 
Poon plus she’s dumb
Umm I mean hey girl hit me up
Because I want to stitch you up
With my prick 
But yea I’m a dick 
A shave the hair off my pigs
To keep them well behaved 
Hegentic and afraid
Of me heehee 
I’m pretty wackiiiiiii
With flow like a fat gaiiiiiiii
Has rolls yea I’m that guy
My poles getting jacked I
Can’t complain  
Ran a train 
On all your relatives 
My problems executive
Functioning I’m really into 
Mumbling and blabbering
But reign it in to nab you kid
Take a stab at it
Like it’s bad fabric 
I’m a mad tantric 
Manhattened 
Man, n**,
I can’t live
I hardly
Can manage 
Sometimes
Without music
Because music
Undoes damage 
From havoc
Of daily life,
Traffic
Marital strife
Acid
Always being flaccid 
Flow is elastic 
Soldier of plastic 
Mold in bowl 
Yea I grow 
Like a soul 
Yikes I’m old 
But in bold 
And will take
You and the universe
To your toes.

[pop]
[guitar]
Only up
Lonely? Yup!
We walk alone
And pony up
The horsepower
We’re worth hours
Or days of your listening ways
We go only up
Into the last days…

Only Up! Ft. Gina Da Lesbian

This is not your typical holiday single. Through A Christmas Odyssey Part Two is a progressive rock journey that reimagines Christmas as more than nostalgia—it’s about rediscovering enchantment in the face of love, loss, and the passage of time. With soaring guitar solos, shifting time signatures, and atmospheric synth layers, the track blends the grandeur of prog rock with the warmth of holiday storytelling. This track explores how the magic of the season evolves as we grow older.

A Christmas Odyssey Part Two

Carpe Diem (Either Way)

ALFONSO LLORENTE: ELECTRIC GUITARS, BASS & DRUMS

Stay safe: don't kiss!

FOOLING CORONAVIRUS  (Alfonso Llorente)

ALFONSO LLORENTE: ELECTRIC GUITARS, BASS & DRUMS

This is our response to Coronavirus!

SOLITUDE -  STAY HOME  (Alfonso Llorente)

ALFONSO LLORENTE: LYRICS, VOCALS, ELECTRIC GUITARS, ACOUSTIC GUITAR, BASS & DRUMS

Music is in the air, and air is free.....

AIR IS FREE

I´m up and you´re down
While you sleep I´m in your dreams
Politicians running around
As little hogs in pink tutus
All I know is in the air
All I feel is in my guitar
Politicians can´t make a deal 
With what I feel
Music is in the air
And air is free! 
Yeah, air is free!

It doesn´t matters if you´re gone
It doesn´t matters if you´re here
It doesn´t matters if you´re white
It doesn´t matters if you´re black
As long as you feel grey
And you don´t run away
From whom you really are
And in the meantime don´t forget
That music is in the air
And air is free!
Yeah, air is free

The system will purge you out
As politicians hop and shout
Spiting laws to speculate
And tag a price on your dreams
Hoping they will cut a deal
Making you feel as if it was for real
They don´t care if you feel
That you still believe
That music is in the air
And that air is free!
Yeah, air is free

It doesn´t matters if you´re gone
It doesn´t matters if you´re here
It doesn´t matters if you´re white
It doesn´t matters if you´re black
As long as you feel grey
And you don´t run away
From whom you really are
And in the meantime don´t forget
That music is in the air
And air is free!
Yeah, air is free

AIR IS FREE (Alfonso Llorente) (Lyrics)

ALFONSO LLORENTE: LYRICS, VOCALS, ACOUSTIC GUITAR, ELECTRIC GUITARS, BASS & DRUMS

This is all we need  to win our war against coronavirus......

ALL WE NEED IS HOPE

We´ll learn new ways to be together
Mother nature will show us how
It is the dawn of our lives
A new story is to be told
And our hope  will unfold
With the birds´ new songs
Old ways will be purged
Death will show us equality
As we leave to a better world
Don´t be sad
Don´t be surprised
All we need is hope

As we look up to the skies
And we feel as an ant
While Mother Nature smiles at us
Some will stay and some will go
As the new world appears
We´ll understand what happened then
All we need is hope
All we need is hope
All we need is hope
Don´t be sad
Don´t be surprised
All we need is hope
All we need is hope
All we need is hope
All we need is hope
All we need is hope

ALL WE NEED IS HOPE (Alfonso Llorente) (Lyrics)

ALFONSO LLORENTE: LYRICS, VOCALS, ELECTRIC GUITARS, BASS DRUMS & SYNTHS

Don´t forget that there's always  tomorrow


MEMORIES OF THE FUTURE

Broken mirrors
Torn souls
Restless dreams
Unfinished races
Confused sensations
Crushed reflections
Memories of the future
Untold tales will unfold

Betrayed dreams unanswered claims
Don´t delay, don´t run away
Forgetting you won´t be the same
While my heart is chained to sadness
Memories of the future
A million miles still to run

What if yes was no
And if no was yes
What if white was black
And if black was white
Let’s all live in grey!

Betrayed dreams unanswered claims
Don´t delay, don´t run away
Forgetting you won´t be the same
While my heart is chained to sadness
Memories of the future
A million miles still to run

Broken mirrors
Torn souls
Restless dreams
Unfinished races

MEMORIES OF THE FUTURE (Alfonso Llorente)

ALFONSO LLORENTE: ACOUSTIC GUITARS

Some secondary effects of the quarantine

AT THE GATES OF BOREDOM  (Alfonso Llorente)

Just another old one man band unsigned musician who sings and plays a little guitar, bass & drums and fools around on the piano; expert in writing songs that usually disappear with the wind, and in composing musical flops.  Folks say that I´m a composer, but I think they´re wrong: I just download the music I hear and feel in the atmosphere and give it back to the people. I don´t do a living from music; I ´m an attorney and horse breeder who gets noisy when I download the music I hear and feel.Thanks for checking out my page and listening the noise I´ve been doing for the past 50 and so years when I get musical.  I´m based in Bogotá, Colombia, and always open to do collabs.

FOOLING CORONAVIRUS (Alfonso Llorente)

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