Amazing vocals, I'd like to hear this in an electro-indie style!

un charme dissolu dans la voix, bon chanson!

TWIG
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Music By:
Mike Willey (Bass Guitar)
Cameron McGowan (vocals)
Paul DeSousa (Drums & Percussion)
Scott Burton (Guitar)

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TWIG

Thought I’d be a singer but I couldn’t find a song
Thought I’d be a writer but the words all came out wrong
Thought I’d be a dancer moonwalk on the floor 
When I do my moves  , I’m always shown the door
Oh be a singer, Oh find a song
Oh be a writer, Oh got it wrong

Great, important, I want the world to know I’m
Great, important, I want the world yeah
Great, important, I want the world to know to know I’m
Great, important

Thought I’d do a selfie of me high up in the sky
Doing something weird, maybe I could die
Thought I’d start a business, gave it all I got
Gave up all my cash, to a singing parking lot
Oh do a selfie, high in the sky
Oh doing something, yeah maybe die

Great, important, I want the world to know I’m
Great, important, I want the world yeah
Great, important, I want the world to know to know I’m
Great, important

All I wanna do is be somebody
All I wanna do is be someone
I wanna be someone
I wanna have some fun

Thought I’d be an astro, zoom up to the moon
I could be a hero, I could make it soon
Thought I’d be an artist, castles in the sky
Oh I’m aiming high high

Great, important, I want the world to know I’m
Great, important, I want the world yeah
Great, important, I want the world to know to know I’m
Great, important

I wanna be
Oh can’t you see yeah
I wanna be
Great Important

Great Important

17 January 2023

Transylvania Forever Dark (The Return Of Prince Vlad)DEMO

A song about a lost friendship

Standing in the fire 
by Lilli A. 

You were like a shadow
that followed me in the sun.
But when I stood in darkness,
Somehow you always were gone.

It hurts to let it go
like you did long time ago
when you dragged my name through muck and mire.
 
I'm standing in the fire. 
I am burning (inside)
and you’ve inflamed 
my pain.

I'm standing in the fire 
that you lit.
I’ve had enough of it it!
I quit (and I’ll walk away).
 
We were never right for each other.
I’ve learned the hard way, of course.
I blame myself for expecting too much.
My mind is trying to understand yours.

It's good to let it go.
Should've done so long time ago
when you dragged my name through muck and mire.

I'm standing in the fire. 
I am burning (inside)
and you’ve inflamed 
my pain.

I'm standing in the fire 
that you lit.
I’ve had enough of it it!
I quit.

I know they say never say never,
I just don’t see us together.
I don’t wanna see your face again
cause you are no longer my friend.
nana na naa na naa na na na
nana na naa na naa na na na.
I don’t wanna see your face again
cause you are no longer my friend.

I'm standing in the fire 
I'm standing in the fire 
I'm standing in the fire 
that you’ve inflamed.

I'm standing in the fire 
I'm standing in the fire 
I'm standing in the fire.

Standing In The Fire

Well here's a different take something you have never heard from me an ammused fairy. just strumming away lol Russell and I hope you enjoy our shenanigan's   
for more amazing music visit Russell athttps://soundcloud.com/0pentrax

Fairy Ammused  Gina & Xitb

Remind

Si tu crois dans ta petite tête qu’agir de la sorte,
Fais de toi un homme viril, t’es juste un cloporte,
Je ne dirai plus que je me suis cognée dans les portes,
Plus jamais, et que le diable t’emporte.

Si t’as l’idée de venir sonner à ma porte,
Ta tête enfarinée, tes contritions d’apôtre,
Tu peux bien hurler, c’est mon enfant que je porte,
Va donc en enfer, et que le diable t’emporte.

I will never lay a hand on you,   I am so in love with you

Dire que j’avais cru qu’on pourrait vivre ensemble,
Que sous tes airs de brute se cachait un cœur tendre,
Il n’y a plus un seul instant, sans que je tremble,
Va au diable, te faire pendre.

I will never lay a hand on you,    I am so in love with you
1 temps

Et si je pleure sous la pluie,   Ne me demande pas,
Si les affronts de la vie,    Ont eu raison de moi ;
Prend moi juste dans tes bras,   Ne me demande pas,
Si les affronts de la vie,   Ont eu raison de moi ;
Prend moi juste dans tes bras,   Ne me demande pas,
Si les affronts de la vie,   Ont eu raison de moi ;

Va en Enfer!

So death, the most terrible of evils, is nothing for us: as long as we are there it is not there, and when it is there we are no more.

A Sad Day

The funky part is at the end!

Checking outta my roots
Seeing where I come from
Seeing what is missing
Seeing what is wrong
I gotta find the place to fulfill the space in my heart
I gotta make a start

I’m going back in my tracks
Tracking it back
Back to where I began
I’m going back in my tracks
Tracking it back
Back to where I began

Delving into my past
To my hereditary
Solving restless feelings
Deep inside of me
And when I find the tree of my ancestry I will reap
And harvest what I sow

I’m going back in my tracks
Tracking it back
Back to where I began
I’m going back in my tracks
Tracking it back
Back to where I began
Back in my tracks
Tracking it back
I’m turning, I’m turning, I’m turning back now
I’m going back in my tracks
Tracking it back
I’m turning, turning, turning back

Checking outta my roots
Seeing where I come from
Seeing what is missing
Seeing what is wrong

I’m going back in my tracks
Tracking it back
Back to where I began
I’m going back in my tracks
Tracking it back
Back to where I began
Oh, I’m turning back now
I’m going back
I’m going back
I’m going back
I’m going back in my tracks
 
I’m going back
I’m going back
Back to where I began
I’m going back in my tracks
I’m going back
I’m going back
Tracks, I’m going back
Back to where I began
Oh, I’m going, going, going back

Funky With You

Back In My Tracks

Esta canción está inspirada en María Fauro, la señora que limpiaba en la empresa  donde yo trabajaba y de la que tengo un entrañable recuerdo por su bondad y su coraje. Está dedicada a ella y, por extensión, a todas las mujeres de la limpieza, porque creo que no se valora su trabajo como se debería.

Hemos grabado dos versiones: en la de Carmen París se siente la fuerza y el coraje, mientras  que en la de Ana López Lorente destaca el cariño y la ternura. Y las dos están repletas de una entrega y sensibilidad que consiguen emocionar. Destacar, además, el piano de José Mª Berdejo, el chelo de Pablo Baleta, las guitarras de Nacho Abril y los “polvos mágicos” del ingeniero de sonido Juan Miguel Sánchez, del estudio de grabación Sin/Con Pasiones.

Para ver el video   https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kAj3gxkoExc

SEÑORA MARÍA (Versión de Carmen París. Para escuchar la versión de Ana López Lorente  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/senora-maria-feat-ana-lopez-lorente?si=8b319bf6318f449caa2593e6a0ec4c22&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Siempre agarrada a la escoba
cual si parte de ella fuera
siempre con cubo y fregona
día y noche compañeras.

Sus manos limpian el polvo
con destellos de ternura
que relumbran en sus ojos
rebosantes de amargura.

Estribillo 

Y es que no ha sido la vida
aquel camino de rosas
que soñara siendo niña
entre blancas mariposas

La vida a veces regala
sueños de miel al destino
pero otras muchas se ensaña
y de hiel riega el camino.

Señora María:
guerrera en la desgracia
que siempre se cobija
en su humilde morada.
Señora María:
¿dónde mana el coraje
que la mantiene viva
y le da tanto aguante? 
-------

Al despertar la mañana
la saludan las estrellas
la brisa besa su cara
ya marchita primavera.

Estribillo


Always clinging to the broom
as if part of her were
always with bucket and mop
day and night companions.

Her hands clean the dust
with flashes of tenderness
that shine in his eyes
brimming with bitterness

Chorus

And it is that life has not been
that path of roses
that she dreamed as a girl
between white butterflies

life sometimes gives away
honey dreams to destiny
but many others show
and gall waters the road.

Lady Maria:
warrior in misfortune
that she always shelters
in her humble abode.
Lady Maria:
where does the courage flow
that keeps her alive
and does it last that long?
-------

waking up in the morning
the stars greet her
the breeze from her kisses her face
already withered spring

Chorus

SEÑORA MARIA (Feat. Carmen París)

Written about my dad's life and background. From growing up in Middleton, Greater Manchester, in the 50s and 60s, to joining the Royal Navy, before meeting my mother and finding his home.

The cover art is a picture of the man himself.

Made in Manchester

Late in life, Thomas fulfills his passion for creating and performing songs. Alice, one of his two daughters, adds her touch and her voice. The songs are for some in French and for others in English, and interpreted either by Al(Alice), or by To(Thomas), or in duet or by guests. We hope you will like it and encourage us to continue!

Pour ceux qui galèrent!! tuto mixage home studio sur ma chaîne Youtube

Va en Enfer!

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