La folie est parfois le seul moyen d'échapper à la Misère du Monde… Embarquez donc sur notre navire qui vous emportera loin du Mal… ou pas!
Madness is sometimes the only way to escape the Misery of the World... So embark on our ship that will take you away from Evil... or not!

La Nef des Fous

INTROSPECTION

This song, “They All Knew (Trump & Epstein Blues),” is my protest anthem about power, privilege, and silence. I wrote it to expose the web of complicity between Donald Trump, Jeffrey Epstein, and those who enabled their crimes. It’s not just about two men—it’s about the institutions that looked away while young girls were hurt and justice was traded for influence.

I wanted the verses to feel like reading a declassified file—cold facts dripping with truth—while the choruses rise like a collective cry from the survivors. Every “They all knew” is both accusation and lament, a reminder that silence protects the guilty. This one’s for every voice that was ignored, and for the courage it takes to keep telling the truth.


LYRICS:

[Intro]
Melania knows.
Acosta knows.
The victims know.
Palm Beach Police know.
The FBI knows.
They all know.

[Verse 1 – The Introduction]
’99 at the Knicks game lights,
Donald and Melania, date-night smiles so bright.
Epstein in the crowd, Zampolli pulls the strings,
Models, moguls, dirty kings.
“Terrific guy,” Trump laughed on cue,
They drank champagne while the cameras flew.
But behind that flash, the whispers grew,
And the girls who cried — yeah, they knew too.

[Pre-Chorus]
Palm Beach nights, the mansion walls,
Where secrets echo down the halls.
History’s watching, the world in pause,
And justice trembles at the cause.

[Chorus]
They all knew, they all knew,
Trump and Epstein, the chosen few.
Money hides but truth breaks through,
And the lies all fall in view.
They all knew, yeah, they all knew—
Acosta signed, the pain renewed.
They all knew… they all knew.

[Verse 2 – The Deals and Denials]
Maison de l’Amitié, bought in gold,
While Trump’s casino empire sold.
Epstein lost, the friendship broke,
Two devils choking on their smoke.
Acosta’s pen made the nightmare real,
A secret pact, a sweetheart deal.
The girls were silenced, justice too,
And still they smiled for photo shoots.

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Power talks in whispers low,
While victims beg for truth to show.
History’s bleeding through the cracks,
And Epstein laughs—no turning back.

[Chorus 2]
They all knew, they all knew,
Trump and Epstein, the chosen few.
Mar-a-Lago to Fifth Avenue,
They shared a sin the world once knew.
They all knew, yeah, they all knew,
Acosta signed, the pain renewed.
They all knew… they all knew.

[Verse 3 – The Fall]
Stormy storms and Access lies,
“Grab her by the—” on replay twice.
Melania’s gone, that “cooling off” smile,
She knows the secrets stretch for miles.
Then Epstein’s gone, cameras die,
A noose appears beneath the sky.
Maxwell caught, Virginia speaks,
And Trump denies for endless weeks.

[Bridge – The Reckoning]
She warned, “I’m not suicidal,” clear,
Her voice still ringing in our ears.
The pastor falls, the files still sealed,
The cycle spins, the wounds unhealed.
But truth’s a blade—it cuts through spin,
And even kings can’t cage their sins.

[Chorus – Extended Anthem]
They all knew, they all knew,
Trump and Epstein, the chosen few.
Money hides but truth breaks through,
And ghosts still walk Mar-a-Lago’s view.
They all knew, yeah, they all knew,
Melania, Acosta too—
From Palm Beach halls to D.C.’s pews,
They all knew… they all knew.

[Verse 4 – 2025 and Beyond]
Giuffre’s gone, the headlines fade,
The House calls out, subpoenas laid.
Gloria walks, the victims stand,
Demanding truth across the land.
And Trump just laughs, “Old history,”
While bodies fall like prophecy.
But every lie will meet its due,
When justice finds the chosen few.

[Final Chorus]
They all knew, they all knew,
Trump and Epstein, the chosen few.
The girls were children, now they’re gone,
But truth still sings their battle song.
They all knew, yeah, they all knew,
No more secrets left for you—
We won’t forget, we won’t undo,
’Cause we all know…
And now we see it too.

[Outro]
Melania knows.
Acosta knows.
The victims know.
Palm Beach Police know.
The FBI knows.
Trump knew.
Epstein...
They all knew.

They All Knew (Trump & Epstein Blues)

This song comes from a place of heartbreak, not hate. It’s me speaking as someone who still loves this country deeply, even with all the damage that’s been done. My grandfather was actually a big fan of Trump back in the day—long before he ever ran for office. I remember him watching that old Oprah interview where Trump said he might run someday, and my granddad said he thought he’d make a good President. If he were alive now, I know he’d be heartbroken and appalled to see what Trump has done to our country—to our people, our values, our sense of decency. This song is like a letter I wish I could read to him, and maybe to America itself. It’s slow, dark, and honest—part protest, part mourning. It’s about loving your country enough to call out the ones destroying it, even when it hurts to say the words: I never knew you.


LYRICS: 

[Intro]
This isn’t hate.
This is heartbreak.
The kind that burns slow.
The kind that makes you write a letter you’ll never send. 

[Verse 1]
I'm still glad to be an American
Even with the mess we're in
But I'm writing you to say you suck
'Cause you're just a nasty fuck 

[Verse 2]
It don't matter what your policy is
You're tearing down what we've always been
If I could see my granddaddy now
I wonder what he'd say to him 

[Pre-Chorus]
I can hear him now—
Voice cracking through the years—
Saying the words I never wanted to believe. 

[Chorus]
“I never knew you
I'm ashamed to have ever shook your hand”
You can't claim to be a patriot
While you're burnin' down this sacred land
This hateful letter's to you
I'm just speakin' the truth
I'm just speakin' the truth
We never knew you 

[Verse 3]
I don't care how much you paid in taxes
It ain't about what you owe
What you're takin' from us
Is worth a whole hell of a lot more 

[Verse 4]
And now you got folks hatin' on each other
We're more divided than we've ever been
It's time to pack up and go back to Mar-a-Lago
Or maybe we can build a wall around it 

[Final Chorus] 

I can hear 'em now,
“I never knew you
I'm ashamed to have ever shook your hand”
You can't claim to be a patriot
While you're burnin' down this sacred land
This hateful letter's to you
I'm just speakin' the truth
I'm just speakin' the truth
We never knew you 

Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh 

[Outro]
Maybe someday…
We’ll find our way back home.
But not like this.
Not like this. 

Not like this.

Letter to President Trump

slow evocative instrumental feat.melodic guitars

hope for our times

A haunting journey into the shadows with "Their Dark Secret" by The Dark Messiahs.

This track is an atmospheric blend of Doom Jazz and Dark Jazz Noir, characterized by its intense mood and minimalist arrangement. Featuring sparse percussion from Sticks Thompson and resonant, brooding bass work by Wilt Flowers, the rhythm section lays a hypnotic, deep foundation.

Sonny Rhodes' melancholic piano weaves a spectral melody above the dark soundscape, occasionally punctuated by the chilling, soulful contributions of Guy Stansfield on clarinet and Blue Six on muted trumpet.

Perfect for late-night listening, film noir enthusiasts, or fans of deeply atmospheric, instrumental music that pushes genre boundaries.

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A haunting journey into the shadows with "Their Dark Secret" by The Dark Messiahs.

This track is an atmospheric blend of Doom Jazz and Dark Jazz Noir, characterized by its intense mood and minimalist arrangement. Featuring sparse percussion from Sticks Thompson and resonant, brooding bass work by Wilt Flowers, the rhythm section lays a hypnotic, deep foundation.

Sonny Rhodes' melancholic piano weaves a spectral melody above the dark soundscape, occasionally punctuated by the chilling, soulful contributions of Guy Stansfield on clarinet and Blue Six on muted trumpet.

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The Dark Messiahs - Their Dark Secret (Doom Jazz Noir)

Nostalgia V3 (mastered)

This is my idea of a Christmas song :) Love it or hate it. I wish you all a wonderful real Christmas!

XMAS?

Source:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eKl7fuCHXwc

Super Street Fighter IV - Training Stage (Polvojack Remix)

All parts by Robert Grigg
Drums By Yamaha Keyboard

One Morning

Cantique punk rock de Noël  par Alban Jacques Bouquette .
Enregistrement, paroles , musique  et instruments par Alban Bouquette au Studio d'Azy .

Père Noël

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.

INTROSPECTION

ALFONSO LLORENTE SARDI