awesome production, loving the deep bass and drums and vintage sounding synths, really nice energy and catchy sound

very electronic and groovy love this bass and synth.

Composé, réalisé par Jacques Lemaire alias idematoa, Août/Septembre 2021 via Studio One.
Free Download : https://idematoa.bandcamp.com/track/au-fil-de-leau-part-1

Au fil de l'eau : " Expression venant du mot latin filium utilisée dès l'Antiquité pour caractériser le caractère aléatoire d'une décision qui, portée tranquillement par le courant, peut amener à un échec ou à une réussite. De nos jours, cette dernière partie d'expression a été un peu oubliée. "


- BS - Eduardo Tarilonte  - Era 2
- Orchestral Tools - Arkhis
- Orchestral Tools - Layers
- Spitfire Audio - Albion Solstice
- Spitfire Audio - BBC Symphony Orchestra Pro
- Spitfire Audio - Albion One
- Spitfire Audio - Symphonic Motions
- Spitfire Audio - LABS - Synth Strings
- Spitfire Audio - Eric Whitacre Choir
- Spitfire Audio - Albion Neo
- Spitfire Audio - Contemporary Drama Toolkit
- Spitfire Audio - Originals Cinematic Pads
- Spitfire Audio - Olafur Arnalds Composer Toolkit
- Spitfire Audio - Spitfire Studio Strings
- Spitfire Audio - Spitfire Studio Woodwinds

Au Fil De L'Eau - Part 1

Alone Among The  People

Composé, réalisé par Jacques Lemaire alias idematoa, Décembre 2021 via Studio One.
Free Download  https://idematoa.bandcamp.com/track/horizon-2022
Un grand merci à DarkWaterBlue (Douglas)https://soundcloud.com/user295849933 pour sa patience et ses retours sur mes brouillons musicaux !

Horizon 2022

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Instant Mix - Gradpa's Gun Factory (remastered)

Introduction in English:

My mother was always a smart woman, endowed with a naturally high intelligence .

Living alone with her sick father, she had to leave school already in the 6th grade and go to work in a factory.

When she later met my academically pre-educated father, she was introduced through him into the circles of the so-called " educated citizens ".

We then often had corresponding "nouveau riche" and "status conceit" parties in our large rented apartment. Here, my mother regularly got to feel the "fine", subtly deeply humiliating difference between the would-be educated and her as a despicably uneducated person.

At the same time, the would-be educated often had a style of communication that I call "trash talk" in this song. They often engaged in name-dropping by mentioning only the names of famous personalities without knowing anything more about their work. When asked more closely, they quickly changed the subject or texted you with some quarter-truth.

My mother, who was plagued by feelings of inferiority, was very intimidated by this, and it made her feel all the more stupid, uninteresting, and not socially acceptable.

At that time I was still too small. But I would have liked to turn back time for my mother's protection and sing this song at the highest volume to all these "trash talkers" standing on our dining room table at that time.

That the topic of "subtle differences" is a timeless one (I bow here to the wonderfully perceptive Pierre Bourdieu in this regard) is shown by the deep rifts that continue to exist between today's self-proclaimed "elite" and the supposed "primitives".

Lyrics in English (for those, who don`t speak German):

Trash Talk

Just chat, don't think anymore, dislocate brain, be stupid 
Chattering sideways, never wavering, just no profundity, flatland

They remain one-dimensional, quite gloriously meaningless
The wordplay is all thin and stale, The shallow is all big with them

Come close all books, welcome to a shallow brain walk
Sult yourselves in the mud talk, It`s time for a nice trash talk  

Are at many parties with colorful Smarties, with false eyelashes and pout 
No contacts, just meaningless verbal acts, word junk.

They are the heroes of the lazy mind, meaningless in the jelly glow 
Are narrow-minded, cheeky and brazen, persist in the one-legged dance

Come close all books, welcome to a shallow brain walk
Sult yourselves in the mud talk, It`s time for a nice trash talk 

Have no enemies, no friends either, talk beside, nothing remains 
Leave only grease stains, can`t even bump, get stuck in the approach, nothing drifts 

Except: Trash Talk, Trash Talk, Trash Talk, Trash Talk (Fad Out)...

________________________________

Deutscher Originaltext

Trash Talk

Einfach quatschen, nicht mehr denken, Hirn ausrenken, Dumm sein 
Seitwärts plaudern, niemals zaudern, nur kein Tiefsinn, Flachland

Sie bleiben eindimensional, ganz herrlich bedeutungslos
Der Wortwitz ist ganz dünn und schal, Das Seichte ist bei ihnen ganz groß

Komm schließt alle Bücher, welcome to a shallow brain walk
Sult Euch im Schlammreden, It`s Time for a nice Trash Talk  

Sind auf vielen Parties mit bunten Smarties, mit falschen Wimpern und Schmollmund 
Keine Kontakte, nur sinn-entschlackte Verbalakte, Wortschund.

Sie sind die Helden des faulen Geists, nichtssagend im geligen Glanz, 
Sind borniert, vorlaut und dreist, verharren im einbeinigen Tanz

Kommt schließt alle Bücher, welcome to a shallow brain walk
Sult Euch im Schlammreden, It`s Time for a nice Trash Talk 

Haben keine Feinde, auch keine Freunde, reden daneben, nichts bleibt 
Hinterlaßen nur Fettflecken, können nicht mal anecken, bleiben im Ansatz stecken, nichts treibt 

Außer: Trash Talk, Trash Talk, Trash Talk, Trash Talk (Fad Out)…

Trash Talk

Introduction in English:

Last year, my wife and me bought a cottage on the Baltic Sea. It was to be something like our retirement home for the next thirty years. 
Unfortunately, this vision has so far been thwarted by our increasingly resentful neighbours. Consideration is a foreign word for them. They let their children play loud basketball as long as they want; they grill foul-smelling meat as long as they want and they party as long as they want. 
If you ask them nicely to be quiet, you will be dismissed with slogans like "We don't give a shit", "Move away if you don't like it" or "We'll do what we like".
In my helplessness and speechlessness over this dissocial stubbornness, I came across an old Beatles song called "Not a Second Time". Of course, it was composed by John Lennon in 1963 in a completely different context.
But its lyrics fit just as well with my desperate and so far largely unheard plea for more neighbourly consideration. - In particular, the lines: "You're giving me the same old line/ I'm wondering why/You hurt me then/ you're back again/No, no, no, not a second time“ sum up our current plight with these self-centred neighbours.
And as always with covers, my aim is not to get as close as possible to the original, but to transform it into a Karlit-O-Kay sound design.
The picture cover for the song is by German artist Markus Schuke.

Einleitung auf Deutsch:

Letztes Jahr kauften meine Frau und ich an der Ostsee ein Häuschen. Es sollte so etwas wie unser Alters- und Ruhesitz für die nächsten dreißig Jahre werden. 
Leider wurde diese Vision bisher von unseren zunehmend renitenten Nachbarn durchkreuzt. Rücksichtnahme ist für sie ein Fremdwort. Sie lassen ihre Kinder lautstark Basketball spielen, solange die wollen; sie grillen übelriechendes Fleisch, so lange sie wollen und sie machen Party, so lange sie wollen. 
Bittet man sie freundlich um Ruhe, wird man mit Sprüchen wie "Ist uns doch scheißegal", "Ziehen Sie doch weg, wenn es Ihnen nicht paßt" oder "Wir machen, was uns passt" abgefertigt.
In meiner Ohnmacht und Sprachlosigkeit ob dieser dissozialen Dickfelligkeit stieß ich auf einen alten Song der Beatles namens "Not a Second time". Der ist natürlich damals 1963 von John Lennon in einem ganz anderen Zusammenhang komponiert worden.
Seine Textzeilen passen aber ebenso gut zu meinem verzweifelten und bisher weitgehend unerhört gebliebenen Bitten um mehr nachbarschaftliche Rücksichtnahme. – Insbesondere die Zeilen „You're giving me the same old line/ I'm wondering why/You hurt me then/ you're back again/No, no, no, not a second time“ bringen unsere derzeitige Not mit diesen egozentrischen Nachbarn auf den Punkt, 
Und wie stets bei Covern geht es mir nicht darum, dem Original möglichst nahe zu kommen, sondern dieses in ein Karlit-O-Kay- Sounddesign zu transformieren.
Das Bild-Cover zu dem Song stammt von dem deutschen Künstler Markus Schuke.

Not a Second Time

Not A Second Time (Lennon/Mccartney)

Beverley The Cop

Music, lyrics and vocals by Irina
Painting by Irina, canvas 10 x 10 cm

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The painting shows my hometown, the city of Tsukuba, Ibaraki prefecture, Japan, the place that I will forever hold dear in my heart.

I know you must be busy
And life cannot be easy
To find the energy to go on

The night unfurls its splendor
My thoughts are sweet and tender
Hoping we can chat when you logon

君に会いたい
声を聞きたいです
少しでも会えたら
嬉しい

どこ に います か
隠れないで
帰って きます か
My heart is online


The night turns into morning
Melancholy is boring
WiFi is dead, our networks misaligned

I overthink, I stutter
Under my breath I mutter
If only I could see what's on your mind

君に会いたい
声を聞きたいです
少しでも会えたら
嬉しい

どこ に います か
隠れないで
帰って きます か
My heart is online

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chorus:

I want to see you
I want to hear your voice
Would be happy to meet even just for a bit

Where are you
Don't hide
Will you come back?
My heart is online

Beverley The Cop

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