Phantom Love

Is this pop or jazz or some kinda ambience ? Is it lounge?

I dont know.

I`m no good with drawers. If I were that would mean I knew what I`m doing. 

But I dont. 

It just happens…

Saito`s Day Off

Sitting by the trees. 
Contemplating on the springtime. 
But, now I'm never alone. 
Bout, how I'll never feel the hold of you. 
As you'd do.
Let me tell you something that's a-bothering me.
A monkey puzzle doesn't trouble growing it's leaves.
On the whole...
things are fine...
But I'd sell my soul, for some more time.
Sitting by the sea. 
Contemplating on the ocean. 
A little notion of devotion. 
Oh, how they'd all a-take that potion too. 
As you do.
Let me tell you somethings always bothered me.
It's the fact we have to worry about fucking money.
On the whole...
Space flys by...
But I'd sell my soul to the devil for one more try.
Sitting by the...
Out beside the trees.

Let me tell you somethings always bothering me.
Does an ant know what he's doing when he's cutting his leaves?
On the whole...
Theres hills to climb...
But I'd sell my soul, to get what's mine.
Sitting by the...
O'er by the leas...
Contemplating on the wonder.
And how i keep from slipping under. 
How I hold it all together for you. 
Just for you.
Let me tell you something that's a-bothering me.
A monkey puzzle doesn't trouble growing it's leaves.
Let me tell you somethings always troubled me.
 I can't put my finger on what's a-bothering me.

Monkey Puzzle [Pretty Green Mix]

Ecos de la Aventura -- Echoes of an adventurer ... cool. 
Progressive Rock from a spanish vocalising band ... they may hail from Spain, Mexico, some Carribean island or South America, who knows? 
UDIO helped to create this great virtual musical figure, even with fake live athmo; 'merely' needing some merging, polishing and sound mixing. Hola!

Ecos De La Aventura

Sophie Tripp'd! - Mr Mamatoto - Live in the Sham... (Mark-9ten's A.I. Spruce-up)

Tin Pan Practice

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Di7PqtDYOaE

Translation above

UN SOUPER LOUPÉ

C’était une froide nuit d’hiver,
Un loup sortait de sa tanière,
Quand il vit trois petits cochons
Qui s’enfuirent vers leur maison.

Quand ils arrivent à leur chaumière,
Les cochons se barricadèrent
Le loup hurla, frappa, cogna
Mais à la fin, il s’essouffla.

Refrain :
Ouh ! ouh ! méchant loup
Même si tu aimes le jambon,
Ouh ! ouh ! méchant loup
Tu n’auras pas les p’tits cochons !

Puis soudain sur le toit, des pas.
Y a quelqu’un dans la cheminée
Qui dans la marmite tomba,
Et l’invité est prisonnier.

Les cochons se mettent à danser
En attendant le bon souper.
Pendant que l’invité cuisait,
Les petits cochons rigolaient.
(refrain)

En ouvrant enfin le couvercle
Quelques cadeaux flottaient sur l’eau
Et puis deux bottes, et le chapeau
Du Père-Noël qu’on vient de perdre !

Les pauvres rennes à la fenêtre
Se d’mandaient où était leur maître
Les p’tits cochons pleuraient aussi
C’est pas gentil, mais c’est ainsi !

Refrain :
Ouh ! ouh ! méchant loup
On n’fait plus partie des gens bons
Ouh ! ouh ! méchant loup
Ils vont nous traiter d’cornichons !

Depuis ce jour on ne voit plus
Que de faux Père-Noël partout.
Et ceux qui offrent des joujoux
Sont des remplaçants, bien entendu !
(dernier refrain) (bis)

Paroles et musique :
Myckaël Marcovic, 06/09/07

A MISSED DINNER

It was a cold winter's night,
A wolf was coming out of his den,
When he saw three little pigs
Who fled to their home.

When they arrived at their cottage,
The pigs barricaded themselves
The wolf howled, kicked and pounded
But in the end, he ran out of steam.

Refrain:
Ouh! ouh! bad wolf
Even if you like ham,
Ouh ! ouh ! bad wolf
You won't get the little pigs!

Then suddenly, on the roof, footsteps.
There's someone in the chimney
Who fell into the pot,
And the guest is a prisoner.

The pigs start dancing
Waiting for the right supper.
While the guest was cooking,
The little pigs laughed.
(refrain)

Opening the lid at last
A few presents floated on the water
And then two boots, and the hat
Of the Santa we just lost!

The poor reindeer at the window
Wondering where their master was
The little piggies cried too
It's not nice, but that's how it is!

Refrain :
Ouh! ouh! bad wolf
We're no longer good people
Ouh ! ouh ! bad wolf
They'll call us pickles!

Since that day we've seen
Fake Santa Claus everywhere.
And those who give toys
Are substitutes, of course!
(last chorus) (encore)

Lyrics and music :
Myckaël Marcovic, 06/09/07

Le souper loupé (feat. Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel)

Fall Of The Lamb

Double Dome - Robert Grigg & Combstead

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Trauma Reversed

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Krajobrazy

Woła mnie, woła mnie jesienią
Wiatr od Połonin, od Wetliny
Dęby jak koral się czerwienią
W zgubionych listach od dziewczyny

Stromo ścieżkami pnie się Otryt
Świerki w obłoków patrzą lustro
Wrzesień od rannej rosy mokry
Okrywa pola białą chustą

Rwącym strumieniem niebo płynie
Przyszłość przeszłości nie pamięta
Ponad drogami i w dolinie
Echa kołacze się kolęda

Woła mnie, woła mnie jesienią
Wiatr od Połonin, od Wetliny
Tylko zgubionych listów nie mam
I chyba nie mam już dziewczyny

Tylko zgubionych listów nie mam
I chyba nie mam już dziewczyny
Tylko zgubionych listów nie mam
I chyba nie mam już dziewczyny

Wokal : Magdalena Meisel

Wykonanie oryginalne : Trubadurzy
Tekst : Janusz Kondratowicz
Muzyka: Ryszard Poznakowski
Rok wydania: 1968

Krajobrazy

Being musician and artist "since ages", the last decade and all the developments in digital music broadened my interests and activities in doing music actively and passively. Not being shy of any genre (OK, leave off some Punk and Extreme Metal derivates) I engage in composing, arranging, mixing and collaborating. 
Have a few listens into my repertoire and eventually gain some insights ... 
Always open for collabs if the the interests match ...

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