sounds like in an irish pub, viva europa!

The guitar tone is perfect and you voice is too!

woooow very beautiful voice and great feeling in the interpretation 💯

very good guitar and violin arrangements, excellent!!!!!

This track is my very personal take at the Koan "Hear the Clap of your Hand". My lyrics version (https://soundcloud.com/konrad-spittelberg/the-clap-of-one-hand-pp) might make things clearer. (yes, this is my sneaky strategy to guide you from one song to another :-))

Compositionwise, the track is roughly split into two equal parts. The first part introduces its cinematic theme in the very beginning, taking it thereafter up several times with slightly different accentuations and rhythms which gives it a fresh feel with different highlighted nuances in each repetition. Several interludes contribute to the cinematic feeling. 

The second part, starting @1.53 starts by a more Jazzy version of the main theme. However, from 2.20 onwards, it is very restricted in its harmonies - only two harmonies are used from thereon until the end, C major and C# major. The tension arises purely from the rhythmic changes (such as the shift from 4/4 to 3/4 @3.17 and back), climaxing at the end.

The Clap of One Hand (Piano Miniature)

Echoes of Pain - Demo

(Verse 1)
She’s sitting on her little bed,
Warm candlelight, a glow of red.
A letter to Santa, like every year,
Lies in a bin — no postman near.
No postman comes to take it home.

Mom says softly, “That’s the magic,”
Dad just smiles, a little tragic.
But something’s different this cold night —
The truth is cracking, thin as ice.

(Chorus)
If you lie for dreams of glitter,
Of bunnies, sleighs, and season’s glow —
How can I trust what’s out there waiting,
What’s truly real in all I know?
If you lie for shiny stories,
For Easter bunnies, Christmas glory —
Then what is true beyond this light,
When "perfect worlds" turn into fight?
A child begins to lose her peace,
And sees the world’s sharp edge increase.
If you feed me tales and wonder,
Who will scream when truth goes under?
If Mom just lies to keep me whole —
From love and fear and gentle soul —
What about the harsh, cold voices,
Who speak of care, yet steal our choices?

(Verse 2)
Mom just says, "That’s how it goes —
A dream can guard where nothing grows."
But she knows well: soft lies and walls
Are still a cage when darkness calls.

…they’re fences made of thorns and wire,
Disguised as dreams that we admire.

(Bridge)
She counts the stars above the roof,
And wonders if there's any proof —
That somewhere out in all this night,
Another child still seeks the light.

auf Deutsch
 (Strophe 1) Sie sitzt auf ihrem Kinderbett, die Kerzen glühn in warmem Licht Ein Brief an Santa, wie jedes Jahr, liegt in einer Tonne die Post hlot ihn nicht  und die Post holt Ihn nicht Die Mama sagt, das sei Magie, der Papa nickt und lächelt leis. Doch dieses Mal ist alles anders, die Wahrheit liegt auf dünnen Eis. (Refrain) Wenn ihr schon lügt für Glitzerträume, für Hasen, Schlitten, Wunderzeit – wie soll ich glauben, was da draußen noch echt ist in der großen Welt? Wenn ihr schon lügt für Glitzerbäume, für Osterhasen,  Weihnachts -Träume   was ist da draußen wirklich echt die heile  Welt wird groß und schlecht Das Kind verliert sein Paradies  und sieht die Welt so hart und fies  Wenn ihr mich mit Märchen füttert ? wer schreit dann laut, das "Wahre Leid"? wenn Mamma lügt(um mich zu schützen)  aus Liebe, Angst ( und Zärtlichkeit –) was ist dann mit den kalten Stimmen, die sprechen für die Menschlichkeit?  Mama sagt: „So ist das eben – man schützt das Herz mit einem Traum.“ Doch sie weiß jetzt: Auch sanfte Lügen, -sind hohe Mauern in, (unserem Lebensraum.)  ....sind Mauern "Stacheldraht und Zaun" (Bridge) Sie zählt die Sterne überm Dach, und fragt sich, ist noch jemand wach. Ob irgendwo ,in einer  Welt  ein Kind wie sie die Sterne Zählt.

True Lies ( Deutsch free download  mp3 )

Une chanson contre la violence conjugale...
A song against domestic violence...
Vocal/intro & Final text : DelhyA  https://soundcloud.com/user-945711181/tracks
Piano/Synth/Arrangement : Régis GAUBERT  musicoman@wanadoo.fr https://soundcloud.com/robspiritduo/tracks
Composer/Arrangements/Guitars/Slide : Philippe SEGUINARD
Lyrics : Guillaume DULER

Lyrics:
J'entends les cris là-haut d'une autre qui se débat , d'une femme qui pour cette fois ci n'est pas moi. Rien ne doit transparaitre , je ne dois pas laisser mes larmes couler et se frayer un chemin jusqu'à mes lèvres scellées . Et même si les bleus sous ma peau se réveillent , je dois les ignorer et agir comme si tout était pareil...
La peur de lui parce qu'un verre de trop
surtout se fondre invisible sans  mots
elle en vit par la force à coté de la vie
prisonnière isolée sans porte de sortie
cécité de son sang et de ses amitiés
ne pas parler se taire rien ne doit transpirer
se voiler d' un rideau de tissus de mensonge
triste jeu de cache cache qui consume et qui  ronge
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
mentir au soleil quand la lune voit tout
les nuits sont cruelles écrasées de tabous 
la honte qui maquille la vérité trop laide
qui étouffe les cris de ces appels à l'aide
accoudés au silence les sévices bien tranquilles
se prennent du bon temps ils jouent à domicile
au coupable les mains pleines de frappes de raisons
à la victime le doute de fuir sa déraison
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
le sourire de façade sous des tonnes de semblants
donner le change à celles comblées par leurs amants
vider ses yeux de tout ce qui pourrait trahir
ces miroirs la qui font qu'elle ne pourrait mentir
les bleus des sentiments qui lui cognent à la peau
violence d'un élément qui laisse sur le carreau
un corps vandalisé mort pour la fratrie
tombé au champ d'horreur abattu par celui
Qui disait qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
des baisers dans la gueule
caresses à poings fermés
d'un amour qui dégueule
de passions débordées
La tendresse des coups
Je ne peux les laisser atteindre ce rivage à nouveau où les vagues d'une mer intérieure continue se brisent en silence...

I can hear the cries of another woman struggling, a woman who this time is not me. I mustn't let anything show, I mustn't let my tears flow and make their way to my sealed lips. And even if the bruises under my skin awaken, I must ignore them and act as if everything were the same...
Fear of him because one glass too many
above all melting away invisible without words
she lives by force beside life
prisoner isolated with no way out
blindness of her blood and her friendships
don't talk shut up nothing must transpire
veil itself with a curtain of cloth of lies
sad game of hide and seek that consumes and gnaws away
And he says he adores her...always a little harder... until death
lie to the sun when the moon sees all
nights are cruel crushed by taboos 
shame that disguises the truth too ugly
that muffles the cries for help
crouched in silence quiet abuse
have a good time they play at home
to the guilty hands full of strikes of reasons
to the victim the doubt to flee his folly
And he says he loves her... always a little harder... until death
the facade of a smile under tons of pretence
giving the lie to those fulfilled by their lovers
emptying her eyes of anything that might betray
those mirrors that make it impossible for her to lie
the bruises of feelings pounding against her skin
violence of an element that leaves
a vandalized body dead for the siblings
fallen in the field of horror shot by the one
who said he adores her...always a little harder... until death
kisses in the face
caresses with closed fists
of a love that spews out
of overflowing passions
The tenderness of blows
I can't let them reach that shore again where the waves of a continuous inner sea break in silence...

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER  Juillet 2025

La tendresse des coups ( DelhyA - Régis GAUBERT & JIM ) TRANSLATED

Ensoleillée By Zitou Itou & Albert Paule

Nebraska.

Esta canción está basada en un riff de bajo que hizo mi hijo Adrián. En principio su destino era la banda que teníamos "Eléctrica Azul" y se ensayó pero no llego a generarse completamente. La retomé y compuse toda la instrumental. En cuanto a las voces, éstas son samples de uso gratuito que he generado para que se acoplaran bien al tempo y melodía de la canción. 
Para las guitarras he usado mi Duesenberg Palomo Red Sparkle.
Resto de instumentos con plugins. 
Daw: Cubase 14 Pro.
Masterizado con Izotope Ozone 11 Standard.
Gracias por escuchar.

In English:
This song is based on a bass riff my son Adrián wrote. It was originally intended for our band, "Eléctrica Azul," and it was rehearsed but never fully produced. I reworked it and composed the entire instrumental. As for the vocals, these are free samples I generated to fit the song's tempo and melody.
For the guitars, I used my Duesenberg Paloma Red Sparkle.
The rest of the instruments are plugins.
Daw: Cubase 14 Pro.
Mastered with Izotope Ozone 11 Standard.
Thanks for listening.

Canción de Adrián

Without a doubt, my most meaningful performance was playing the piano for my mother at the end of her life. Over nine months, she fought an aggressive cancer that stole her speech, leaving us with a great struggle to communicate. At that point in time, music became our language. As I played her favorite songs during my visits, we would share memories woven into the melodies without saying a word. The music brought her peace and it was a balm for our hearts.

This story, however, isn't about sadness; it's about the profound power of music. While music may not solve every problem, it can offer comfort, lift spirits, relieve stress, and help us shift our focus on difficult days. The joy of music is felt by both the listener and the musician sharing their gift. It is the unique power of music that inspired this composition. While lyrics are not yet finished, the opening line defines the central theme: "Grey skies loom, and storms are on the way.  But for now, I think, I'm gonna sing myself a better day."*

To everyone who shares their music here, thank you! Your music truly makes a difference.
_____________________________________________________

*Excerpt from lyrics by Francess Harris. All rights reserved.

A Better Day

Simple music made in GarageBand :)
Lyrics & vocal by me

Lyrics:

I'm a little different, not like everyone else
But I'm happy with that
I have nothing to prove
And I don't need a common groove

I walk around with a smile on my face
You may think, Is there something wrong
Well, I am just a satisfied woman
Living life, singing this song

So I´ll toast to a happy life
It can be challenging for sure
But if you get through it with a smile on your face
Can you ask for more? 

There is comfort in getting to live
It's not a given for me
Spend my life doing what I want
Allow myself to dream

I walk around with a smile on my face
And you may think, is there something wrong
Well I am just a satisfied woman
Living life, singing this song

So i´ll toast to a happy life
It can be challenging for sure
But if you get through it with a smile on your face
Can you ask for more?

If you get through it with a smile on your face
Can you ask for more?

True Lies ( Deutsch free download mp3 )

Axel Kroll

Recent comments

Angelo Gabrielli (lyricist)

hans-michael albers

Jesus Flores Guitarrista

Jesus Flores Guitarrista

Related tracks