Great sound, guitars, very good production.

Great!!! Pure power and pure musicality!!! Good job!!!

this is nice i like how it comes together

Great music here.. Nice to meet this; check also my songs I think you would like them!

Cool synth work and nice guitar sound. Well done!

* MY ROCK *

Melodic Solid Rock to give you something to think about.

Midnight Oil

“Weekday Love” is about the kind of love you don’t just want sometimes.  A whimsical and comforting piano pop ballad with elements of 90s nostalgia and electronica, April Rick’s music weaves contrasting dynamics of old and new into something entirely her own.

Weekday Love

i rushed the previous version and was so inspired by some of the black metal vocals from some of the bands i have found on soundcloud i wanted to try it, I took the original track and fed it through white noise. I picked out some of the more acceptable phrases i heard in the mix. lots of weird stuff when you listen to white noise wont be doing that again soon haha hope you enjoy this

The Reconstruction

Overdrive asked if I would mind a remix of my song and added bass and drums and various other improvements.  This is the finished track.

A Song For You

Translation above

Sur un texte de Christian Portet https://soundcloud.com/christian-portet

En dessous du toit

En dessous du toit
Y a toi et moi
Et on vit là
Depuis des mois
En dessous du toit
Y a un piano
Qu’est fait pour tes doigts
Qui joue jamais faux

Refrain :
En dessous du toit
Y a toi et moi
Et c’est si bon
D’oublier les saisons

En dessous du toit
Sur ce piano
Qui a vu d’autres doigts
Pleurer leurs émois
En dessous du toit
Y a toi qui joue
Moi qui t’écoute
Jusqu’au bout
 (refrain)

En dessous du toit
Y a un pauvre hère
Qui est comme moi
Qui n’sait rien faire
En dessous du toit
Quand ça va pas
On regarde en dessous
Tous les autres fous

Refrain :
En dessous du toit
Y a toi et moi
Et c’est si bon
D’oublier les saisons
Et c’est si bon 
D’oublier les saisons

Paroles de Christian Portet
Musique de Myckaël Marcovic, 30 mars 2024


With text by Christian Portet https://www.facebook.com/christian.portetmapage

Under the roof

Under the roof
There's you and me
And we've been living there
For months now
Under the roof
There's a piano
Made for your fingers
That never plays out of tune

Refrain :
En dessous du toit
There's you and me
And it's so good
To forget the seasons

Under the roof
On this piano
That has seen other fingers
Cry out their emotions
Under the roof
There's you playing
I listen to you
Till the end
 (refrain)

Under the roof
There's a poor wretch
Who's like me
Can't do a thing
Under the roof
When the going gets tough
We look underneath
All the other fools

Refrain :
Under the roof
There's you and me
And it's so good
To forget the seasons
And it's so good 
To forget the seasons

Words by Christian Portet
Music by Myckaël Marcovic, March 30, 2024

En dessous du toit (Christian Portet / Myckaël Marcovic)

Trip Overnight

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Aleh Adler- Andromeda (instrumental)

The pale moon which illuminates the characters upon the lake.
The quiet shades of evening on your bag.
The nodding of the loonies, who are walking out their pooches.
Just a-spoiling for a moment to be sad.

The day you die, the manuscript, the boiler plate, the sullen crypt. 
The consequences add up to a nag.
Oh, daughter of humanity will you hold off the cads for me? 
I only want to look into your hands.

I'm only saying stuff to see. To speak.
I'm hardly buying what you seek? Too deep? 

A defecating effigy of vegetating ecstasy. 
Which sits above, in judgement on the mad.
A devastated copse of trees, requiring its worker bees. 
To make the switch from honey t'ward the jam.

And there is not a potion made, which won't require trust to take. 
They take, to take, a taker of the tack.
Oh, tochter aus... isocoles! 
The ravages! the fenugreek!?
The dealers only dealing with the lags.

I'm only trying to replace. Two faced.
I'm only trying to be safe. In space. 

See, if I gave you the best of me, you'd never taste the rest of me. 
The value added, plastic tang of love.
Oh, yeah, happy is the wooing that's-a not-a long-a doing.
They will never want for anything. Harrumph!

All as above, is as below, you only trust the ones you know. The pages turn the wheels on the tram.
Oh, daughter of humanity, can you placate your dad for me?
A self absorbed philately of cats.

I'm only trying to negate. Create.
I'm only wanting to save face. Too late 

Well if I cannot count your sheep, how'm I supposed to get to sleep? 
There's only so much begging for a shag.
The nighttime rolls around you so, can't get in through the windows though.
Why d'you hold my fortune in your hands?

The bitter queen is sent away.
Mary's mother blown away. 
A man must do his best to say he'd had.
Oh, tochter aus... personify!
Freude! shöne! gotterfrei! 
Who will pass the salt to save the sad?
Who will pass the salt to save the sad?


Daughter of Humanity [Pretty Green Mix]

Free To Think

“Openings” is a mix of two tunes that begins the Scots Wha Hae show:
1. The Atholl Highlanders is a Scottish infantry regiment based in Blair Atholl and the private army of the Duke of Atholl. The tune is attributed to William Ross (1823-1891). 
2. Itchy Fingers : hornpipe penned by Pipe Major Robert Pinkman.
I've arranged these tunes by creating an electro-oriented atmosphere.

Openings

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