The mighty horns and the shouts of battle,  ready for an epic setup. Very nice.

can I ask you which libraries are you using? you are a great artist and producer

Composizione veramente EPICA! Perfetta per scene di film dove la tensione cresce , bellissimo il finale come la calma dopo la tempesta. Bravo!

EMOTIONS

I don't want to hear those who think I am crazy
I don't want to move further than my doorstep
Everything is hidden, nothing you can see
Don't ever come to me, coz' I am a real threat
Before, yeah long before
I was happy to be a really good citizen
I was walking 'round the city
And the parks enjoying the
Sun but the clouds followed me
Some found a shelter
But none for me
I'm standing everyday facing dirty little walls
Sometime at night, I see them moving
Someone's knocking at my door, I might be breaking balls
I'm shaking with a fever, will I still be alive in the morning
♪
World is going by my window
I bury my head under my pillow
Before, yeah long before
I was happy to be a really good citizen
I was walking 'round the city
And the parks enjoying the
Sun but the clouds followed me
Some found a shelter
But none for me

All instruments & vocals : Christophe

Long Before

Modes About Me and Temp Friend Agency - Stargazer

Song 3

Stargazer

168BPM

BMAJOR

Lyrics

Star light 
Wrote a song for you
star bright 
Was out of tune
Long night
No attitude
Just me n some weed
Underneath the blood moon
From the view at my kitchen sink
been trying but trying seems to only sink the ship
Oh I forget how to swim
The waters pretty cold but I needa go in

Stargazer 
You point at the skyline 
They say “You want it? You got it.”
But you found out they lied
Man on the moon (I’m taking off)
I’ll see you soon
I don’t belong here

So
Where do I go? 
I don’t do well on my own
New York City was very pretty 
But I’m broke and cardboard just ain’t warm like home 

Stargazer 
You point at the skyline 
They say “You want it? You got it.”
But you found out they lied
Man on the moon (I’m taking off)
I’ll see you soon
I don’t belong here

You make me angry
No matter what I do
I can never fill the craving
I'm lazy
And I can't fucking take it
Every thing I try I seem to lose my concentration

Follow the draft on a freezing cold night 
Search for the second star to the right

Twinkle little star
(Yeah)
You make me angry
No matter what I do
I can never fill the craving
I'm lazy
And I can't fucking take it
Every thing I try I seem to lose my concentration

Stargazer 
You point at the skyline 
They say “You want it? You got it.”
But you found out they lied
Man on the moon (I’m taking off)
I’ll see you soon
I don’t belong here

Buffalo Avenue

Stargazer

Modes About Me and Temp Friend Agency - Stargazer

Yeah, well, I was pissed off when I wrote this song.

Well, the lyrics are nonsense at times but who gives a f anyway. Listen until the end; it would be a shame to miss the battle :-)

All in my mind

When you try to disappear
There's always something to hide
Day after day, I've looked into fear
That's all there is, you run

Everyone is talking about a small thing
All the fucking day from eve to morning
When I when I think all about it, baby
All in my mind is crushed together

Sitting on my leather sofa
I watch them all wear double mask
And after all the good good bullshit
My mind turns straight to weed

Call and say we are a contiguous disease
I know you know it's the chinese
When I when I think all about it baby
All in my mind is crushed together

All in my mind is
All in my mind is

Call and say we are a contiguous disease
I know you know it's the chinese
When I when I think all about it baby
All in my mind is crushed together
All in my mind is crushed together
All in my mind is crushed together

All in my mind
All in my mind
All in my mind
All in my mind

All in my mind, all in my mind
Mind mind mind mind mind mind mind mind
All in my mind, all in my mind

Mind mind mind mind all in my mind
Mind mind mind mind all in my mind

All instruments & vocals : Christophe

Ah Shit

Acheter sur Bandcamp

All in my Mind

A Song about a prostitute from Asia. 
This song was our first ballad, we wrote it before "From the Other Side" or "Bipolar Disorder".
Video-Link:
https://youtu.be/1_NgDD6Z1Bo

RedlightV2 (Video-Version)

Everything Will Be Alright

Second part of my father trilogy.
This song is based on a dream I had a good 20 years ago with my father, who had been dead for some time. 
I am in a dimly lit room. It's just me and somehow my father's energy body. At some point, this invisible energy body comes towards me. Then we embrace. It is a merging embrace. Something deep inside me releases and makes me cry. It's not so much a sad cry, but a liberating, soothing cry that pacifies me completely. 
Since this dream, the grudge I harboured against him for a long time has largely disappeared.     
Somehow he has been there inside me since then and I can sometimes visit him (even in dreams) when I want to talk to him.

The arrangement of the song is deliberately minimalist (just vocals, guitar and violin, hardly any effects) in order to emphasise the tremendous intimacy of the encounter between my father and me in the dream described above (there is no longer a "leaf" between us).

My Father  (Lyrics in English)

Would so like to talk to you
Break through the walls to the hereafter
Meet you in a moon cafe
On chairs that stand here and there

You died before the Berlin Wall came down
My son was born on the day you died
Never saw my beautiful wife
Although you had aimed 
For a hundred years of life

You only reached half of it
Life was rarely really easy for you

You were often too close to the stars
Underestimated the danger to your life
Had so many visions
Wanted to live in castles in the air

Then you were all there again
So clairvoyant, wise and clear

Would love to have you with me now
My father, I would love to have you here now 

The dividing wall to you is now open
I haven't met you for so long
You're waiting for me in the moon cafe
I see you in the soft twilight

I want to tell you so many things
What happened after you left
You still wanted to experience it all
Your early death did not grant you that

You were so torn, the demons, they tore at you
You loved the rush, had little sense of yourself

And yet you were in deep distress
My ever-protecting boat
My steadying hand
The lighthouse in my land of chaos

You gave up the shirt off your back
That ultimately cost you your life

Would love to have you with me now
My father, I wish you were here now


Mein Vater (Deutscher Originaltext)

Möchte so gern mit Dir sprechen
Die Mauern zum Jenseits durchbrechen
Dich in einem Mond-Cafe` treffen
Auf Stühlen, die hier und dort stehen

Vor dem (Berliner) Mauerfall bist Du gestorben
An Deinem Todestag wurde mein Sohn geboren
Hast meine schöne Frau niemals erlebt
Dabei hattest Du 
Hundert Jahre Leben angestrebt

Hast grad‘ mal gut die Hälfte davon erreicht
Das Leben war für Dich selten wirklich leicht

Warst oft den Sternen zu nah
Unterschätztest die Lebensgefahr
Hattest so viele Visionen
Wolltest in Luftschlössern wohnen

Dann warst Du wieder ganz da
So hellsichtig, weise und klar

Hätt‘ Dich so gern jetzt bei mir
Mein Vater, hätt‘ Dich jetzt gern hier 

Die Trennwand zu Dir steht jetzt offen
So lange hab‘ ich Dich nicht getroffen
Du wartest im Mond-Cafe‘ auf mich
Ich seh‘ Dich im zarten Dämmerlicht

Ich will Dir so vieles erzählen
Was so geschah nach Deinem Fortgehen
Du wolltest das alles noch erleben
Dein früher Tod hat Dir das nicht vergönnt

Warst so zerrissen, die Dämonen, sie zerrten an Dir
Liebtest den Rausch, hattest für Dich wenig Feingespür

Und dennoch warst Du in tiefer Not
Mein stets mich schützendes Boot
Meine mir haltgebende Hand
Der Leuchtturm in meinem Chaos-Land

Hast Dein letztes Hemd hergegeben
Das kostete Dich letztlich Dein Leben

Hätt‘ Dich so gern jetzt bei mir
Mein Vater, hätt‘ Dich jetzt gern hier

Mein Vater (My Father)

Written , composed, recorded,  played and mixed by myself F.P. (alias E.N.T.P.)
All rights are reserved.
Thanks to Ben Bateman for his quick and efficient work on mastering my song.

All I have is this moment

Album EAST WIND
RELEASED: October 5, 2023 - The album contains 9 tracks Ambient and 'long 75 minutes. And 'available now on AMAZON: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CKV16FDY/ref=sr_1_169?crid=3J0RET1XEILKE&keywords=unclemad&qid=1704283179&sprefix=unclemad%2Caps%2C211&sr=8-169

2 - Thoughts - Album EAST WIND

The Dagda was the creator god of the Irish fairy race, the Tuatha Dé Danann, who, in Celtic myths, ejaculates into the River Boyne, dedicated to the goddess Boann. Here I combine this star metaphor with our growing knowledge about cymatics, and about how archaeologists discovered that the shapes of the shells of the fossils change all at once, at the beginning of every Vedic Age (25,772 years). 

Lyrics:

The Dagda stood, phallus firmly in hand 
One foot on Red Mountain, the other on Newgrange. 
While miles below him flowed the River Boyne 
And the pleasure boats of happy folk 
Oblivious to the existence of 
This giant of the Tuatha dé Danann, 
The creator god of their race. 

He was waiting for Her. 
He was waiting for Boann, 
He was waiting for Her Voice, 
As he had done, many times before, 
Over countless aeons... 

He was waiting for Her Voice, 
The love song that would sing into being 
The turning of the Ages, 
The command for the waves to change their shapes. 

Only He could hear Boann’s Voice, 
Only The Dagda’s ears were pure 
From the chattering white noise 
And seductive sirens’ spells 
That others were bound by. 
He had no interest in their words. 
To him they were just like 
The mating cries of hump-backed whales, 
A long way off in the distance. 

He wondered what she’d sound like, this time? 
What love song would She sing 
To build the new waves of the new Age? 
Then he heard it. He heard it... 

It was coming towards him on the wind. 

Suddenly her soft lips were on His ear, 
And she sang Her song 
Into the long, winding labyrinth 
That led to the serpents in His sack, 
Who instantly, at the sound, leapt up 
On fire, and whirling with desire 
To enflame Him with Her command, 
To send Her song to the waters, to the waves
And to the seas, to turn the Wheel of the Age. 
And He could hold back no longer. 

With a vast groan of ecstasy 
Tinged only with the agony of waiting, 
He released Boann’s love potion, 
Like a colossal creamy fountain, 
Into the flowing, glistening milky way 
Of Her river below. 

Lyrics and vocals by Annie Dieu-Le-Veut
© Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, January 2024 
Music by Paul Foss
© Paul Foss, January 2024
Contact: paul@paulfossmusic.com

Cover art: Carina Nebula, a collosal stellar entity spanning 460 light years and emitting some of the most stunning formations of gas and dust in the Milky Way.

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