Love the soaring lead as you home together, beautiful song and a lovely tribute. [via https://sc.repostexchange.com]

Really wonderful song with great lyrics and a fantastic guitar solo at the end! [via https://sc.repostexchange.com]

Very nice song & very nice work with guitar

What have I done wrong today
To make you feel right?
Pleasing all my enemies
No one here's a friend of me
Push away the ones who stay
Keep no one in sight
Alone is where I wanna be
The silence gets the best of me
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Shut it out, just shut it out
In this cesspool starting to sprout
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Cutting off from everything
And everyone outside
I'm so much more at peace with me
A lonesome soul here spiritually
The toxic social manifest
Of new century
It's only getting worse at best
A cesspool growing petri dish 
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Shut it out, just shut it out
In this cesspool starting to sprout
This lack of substance gaining ground
So shut it out, just shut it out
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Solitary in confined
The mental clarity
Away from all the trendy things
That people will regurgitate
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Shut it out, just shut it out
In this cesspool starting to sprout
This lack of substance gaining ground
So shut it out, just shut it out

Enemies

The Choice Acoustic

Song composed & created by The Boilerman
Eric created & plays: all stomp box, harmonic, vocal & distorted lead & rhythm guitar
Eric created & mix's: all drum, bass, ambient, synth, vocals
Master mixing by E.H.T Studio
Thank you for listening

Dream Catcher

Edge Of The World

Translation above

Sur un texte joliment brodé de Jacqueline Blériot http://www.bleriot.net/Jacqueline_Bleriot.html qui m'a fait l'honneur de faire partie de ses compositeurs.

Les innocentines

Elles ont l’air sage
Sous leur corsage
Elles ont des tresses
Vont à la messe
Et à confesse
Elles se dandinent
Elles minaudent
Elles se trémoussent
Font des frimousses
Vous encoquinent
Les innocentines

Elles vous frôlent
Elles vous engeôlent
Vous sautent au cou
Montent sur vos genoux
Vous accrochent-cœur
Puis vous crêvent-cœur
Elles vous friponnent
Vous enjuponnent
Vous attendrissent
Font des caprices
Vous rapetissent
Vous lilliputent
Vous belzébuthent
Se font mutines
Les innocentines

Elles vous engluent
Vous sécotinent
Elles vous sang-suent
Puis elles vous tuent
Vous ressuscitent
Et vous excitent
Font des colères
Vous exaspèrent
Vous mettent à terre
Puis vous piétinent
Les innocentines

Et puis un jour…

Elles se transforment
Et leur corsage
Change de forme
Finies les tresses
Adieu la messe
Plus de ballerines
Du haut de leur
Talons aiguille
Elles vous séduisent
Vous hypnotisent
Elles vous attisent
Elles vous hantent
Elles vous vampent
Vous vampirisent
Elles vous allument
Et vous enfument
Elles vous enflamment
Sûr, elles sont devenues
Des femmes

Paroles de Jacqueline Blériot
Musique de Myckaël Marcovic,
18 novembre 2023

Innocent girls

They look wise
Under their blouses
They have braids
Go to mass
And at confession
They waddle
They simper
They wiggle
They'll make you
They've got you in stitches
Innocent girls

They graze you
They enrage you
Jump on your neck
They climb on your lap
Cling to your heart
Then pancake your heart
They tease you
They flirt with you
Soften you
Do whims
Shrink you
They lilliputent you
Make you beelzebub
They're mutinous
Innocent girls

They engulf you
They secotinate you
They blood-suck you
Then they kill you
Resurrect you
And excite you
Make you angry
Exasperate you
Knock you down
Then trample you
Innocent girls

And then one day...

They transform
And their bodice
Change shape
No more braids
Farewell to mass
No more ballerinas
From the top of their
stiletto heels
They seduce you
They hypnotize you
They arouse you
They haunt you
They vamp you
Vampirize you
They light you up
And smoke you
They ignite you
Sure, they've become
women

Words by Jacqueline Blériot
Music by Myckaël Marcovic,
November 18, 2023

Les innocentines (Jacqueline Blériot / Myckaël Marcovic)

Adam is outside the Garden of Eden, in a desolate land, lamenting.

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Adam's Lament

Prelude No 10 - Duet

Reflecting on the journey through time has been the catalyst for this track. Life, an intricate tapestry woven with both joyous and challenging episodes, leaves an indelible mark on our existence. Within this intricate tapestry, we encounter individuals who transiently cross our paths, leaving behind fleeting memories—perhaps a gaze, a smile, or even the embrace of love. Yet, alongside these ephemeral connections, we confront the inevitability of separations, the weight of regrets, and the poignant absence of those cherished souls who have departed, leaving behind nothing but the echoes of bygone moments. In essence, this track seeks to encapsulate the profound and multifaceted nature of the human experience, where the interplay of emotions, connections, and farewells contributes to the rich mosaic of memories that define our lives.

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Cover Photo by me :) Oostende, Belgium.

Soulful

Translation above

Sur un texte de la délicieuse et espiègle Jacqueline Blériot. http://www.bleriot.net/Jacqueline_Bleriot.html

Il m’a tout pris

Il est entré comme ça chez moi
On aurait dit qu’il était chez lui
Il portait un vieux costum’ gris
Et il avait des cheveux gras
Comme il n’avait pas prévenu
J’ai pas eu l’ temps de me maquiller
De tout’s façons, si j’avais su
Je n’ me serais mêm’ pas coiffée

Refrain :
Il m’a tout pris
J’ai rien compris
Il m’a tout pris
Tout tout tout
Il m’a tout pris
J’ai rien compris
Il m’a tout pris
Mais j’ai rien dit

Il a voulu fair’ l’inventaire
Alors je me suis déshabillée
C’est là qu’il a eu plutôt l’air
Légèr’ment déstabilisé
Et puis sans avoir l’air gêné
Il a fait l’ tour du propriétaire
Et moi, je lui ai tout montré
Il a fait une moue vulgaire
Ça m’a vexée
(refrain)

Il m’a j’tée sur le canapé
Moi, j’ai pensé qu’il allait me prendre
Mais il m’a dit de la fermer
Et il a voulu voir ma chambre
Je lui ai montré le chemin
Il prenait des notes sur un cal’pin
Puis il m’a enfin regardée
Et m’a dit de me rhabiller

Parlé :
Il m’a tout pris
Sauf mon lit, une table et une chaise
Alors c’est là que j’ai compris
Qu’un huissier c’est pas sur un lit
Ni même sur une chaise
Qu’il vous biaise !

Refrain :
Il m’a tout pris
J’ai rien compris
Il m’a tout pris, 
Tout, tout, tout
Il m’a tout pris
N’a rien laissé (bis)
Sauf ma liberté de penser

Texte : Jacqueline Blériot
Musique : Myckaël Marcovic, 13 juin 2023

With text by the delightfully mischievous Jacqueline Blériot. http://www.bleriot.net/Jacqueline_Bleriot.html

He took everything from me

He came into my house like that
He looked like he was home
He wore an old gray suit
And he had greasy hair
Since he hadn't warned me
I didn't have time to put on makeup
Anyway, if I'd known
I wouldn't even have done my hair

Chorus :
He took everything from me
I don't get it
He took everything from me
Everything, everything, everything
Il m'a tout pris
I understood nothing
He took everything from me
But I said nothing

He wanted to do the inventory
So I took off all my clothes
That's when he looked a bit
Slightly unsettled
And then without looking embarrassed
He took a look around
And I showed him everything
He made a vulgar pout
That offended me
(refrain)

He threw me on the couch
I thought he was going to take me
But he told me to shut up
And he wanted to see my room
I showed him the way
He took notes on a cal'pin
Then he finally looked at me
And told me to get dressed

Spoke:
He took everything
Except my bed, a table and a chair
And that's when I realized
A bailiff doesn't sit on a bed
Or even a chair
He'll screw you!

Chorus :
He took everything from me
I understood nothing
He's taken everything from me, 
Everything, everything, everything
Il m'a tout pris
Left me nothing (bis)
Sauf ma liberté de penser

Text: Jacqueline Blériot
Music: Myckaël Marcovic, June 13, 2023

Il m'a tout pris (Jacqueline Blériot / Myckaël Marcovic)

Song created & played by The Boilerman
Eric created & plays: all harmonic, octave, distorted lead & rhythm & bass guitar
Eric created & mix's: all drums, ambient, atmospheric, vocal
Production by E.H.T Studios
Thank you for listening!

Ghostly Frequencies

ALFONSO LLORENTE: LYRICS, VOCALS, 6 & 12 STRING ACOUSTIC GUITARS, ELECTRIC GUITAR, BASS & DRUMS

When someone you love passes away, he or she will always be present in your dreams telling you to fly away

LET´S FLY HOME TOGETHER

I´ll feel you in the wind
I´ll find you in the sea
I´ll touch in the sun
I´ll see you anywhere
you´re in my dreams
You´re in my sight
Come into my nights
And into my days
Let´s fly home together yes!
We´ll crave love forever yes!

No matter if we´re gone
We´ll play our game again
Today will be tomorrow
And tomorrow yesterday
Tonight we´ll see the sun
As we sleep on the moon
Tomorrow we´ll be gone
And we play our game again
Let´s fly home together yes!
We´ll crave love forever yes!

I´ll feel you in the wind
I´ll find you in the sea
I´ll touch in the sun
I´ll see you everywhere
No matter if you´re gone
We´ll play our game again
Today will be tomorrow
And tomorrow yesterday
Let´s fly home together yes!
We´ll crave love forever yes!

LETS FLY HOME TOGETHER (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.

LETS FLY HOME TOGETHER (Alfonso Llorente)

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