I would say an homage very good, excellent musical work...

Extraordinarily well done. Absolutely love KE's music.

That was a total joy to hear you honored KE so well Brought your style into that piece Bravo Belial Bravo!

Belle instrumentation avec de l'audace dans la composition. Bravo !

Burning Sword

Thank you, Jonathan @jonathan_beckenstein for your encouragement, the beautiful guitars you contributed here, and for the thoughtful and satisfying mix job!

Upon This Sea 
Janine Levinson 2023
Guitar and Mix: Jonathan Beckenstein

I don’t get tired, but I get weary   
Feels like my faith abandons me
And from the storm I have no shelter    
I have no boat upon this sea

I don’t feel bad, but I can feel hopeless      
And I can walk, but I lose my feet
I am strong, but I cannot carry    
I have no boat upon this sea
 
Upon this sea   
Upon this sea   
I tread a lifetime 

I am the spring that you will drink from
I give you life and cool your brow
You will not drown, but you will perish
And next to me you will lie down 

Upon this sea  
Upon this sea 
I tread a lifetime

I don’t get tired, but I sure get weary
Feels like my faith abandons me
And from the storm I have no shelter
I have no boat upon this sea

Upon This Sea - with Jonathan Beckenstein

Keith Emerson has been an inspiration to me in so many ways...this is simply an homage to him and his musical genius. I wasn't about to tackle the entire 18 min piece, so this is my abbreviated, slightly electronic hybrid version of this intense work, originally released on Emerson, Lake & Palmer's 1977 album, 'Works Vol. 1'. I've worked on this off and on for the last 6 months.

The original piece was performed with the London Philharmonic Orchestra.

Composed by Keith Emerson

Piano Concerto No. 1 - 3rd Movement

Music & words : Loony De Bussy 
Illustration : Nataly NGM  🧡

All played and sung by Loony :  Acoustic / Electric guitar, Fretless Bass, Slide guitar, Electric piano 

Composed and recorded in 2003
Mixed and mastered in November 2023

NIGHT TIME

Une ode aux perdants , à ceux qui n'arriveront jamais les premiers ...
Compositeur - Musique : Philippe SEGUINARD
Auteur mélodiste - Chant : Guillaume DULER
Chant : Sylvie TIRET
An ode to the losers, to those who will never get there first ...
Composer - Music : Philippe SEGUINARD
Songwriter - Vocals : Guillaume DULER
Singer : Sylvie TIRET
Lyrics:
Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos étoiles
Même si le ciel est déjà mort
C'est vrai qu'elles brillent encore
Mais la plupart ont mis les voiles

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos défaites
A la puissance des vaincus
Nous nos blessures ont survécus
Quand leurs victoires sont obsolètes

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos amours
A celles qui saôulent de souvenirs
Celles qu'on n'a pas pu retenir
Mais auxquelles on pense toujours

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos héros
Aux révoltés aux cœurs ouverts
Ceux qu'ont joué avec l'enfer
La vie tatouée sur la peau

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos succés
Ces étranges malentendus
C'est à peine ce qu'on a voulu
Et tout juste ce que l'on pouvait

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos enfances
Illusions perdues à jamais
Comme la douleur d'un condamné
Qui sait qu'il va mourir d'avance

Levons nos verres aux regrets
Aux perdants de la gloire
Cicatrices laissées
Dans un coin de mémoire
Aux survivants sans médailles
A nous les moins que rien
Sur nos champs de batailles
Ombres du quotidien

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos fantômes
Toutes ces peurs qui nous soutiennent
Main dans la main elles nous souviennent
Vers la dernière demeure des hommes

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos futurs
Retournons nous voir s'ils nous suivent
Mais y'a personne pas âme qui vive
Y'a même pas de rats sur les ordures

When do we drink to our stars
Even if the sky is already dead
It's true they still shine
But most of them are gone

When do we drink to our defeats
To the power of the defeated
Our wounds have survived
When their victories are obsolete

When do we drink to our loves
To those soaked in memories
The ones we couldn't hold back
But still think of

When we drink to our heroes
To the rebels with open hearts
Those who played with hell
Life tattooed on their skin

When we drink to our successes
These strange misunderstandings
It's hardly what we wanted
And only what we could

When we drink to our childhoods
Illusions lost forever
Like the pain of a condemned man
Who knows he's going to die in advance

Let's raise a glass to regrets
To the losers of glory
Scars left
In a corner of memory
To survivors without medals
To us less than nothing
On our battlefields
Shadows of everyday life

When we drink to our ghosts
All these fears that sustain us
Hand in hand they remind us
To the last resting place of men

When we drink to our futures
Let's go back and see if they follow us
But there's no one, no soul
Not even rats in the garbage

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER  Novembre 2023

Ivre"S" (feat Sylvie Tiret) Version intégrale TRANSLATED

Though lt had been looking Pretty Grim, not to be Thwarted by the mundane problems of the everyday, our seekers of Truth and Condiments Get their house (bus) ln order, Finding incidental Data on the making of the dumpling ln the process. With a full tank,  full bellies, hope ln their hearts, and a large bag of Condiment--They set their sights on Mexico--

Tea R Sea-(Terry) Synth/Percussion/mlx/Production/Artwork
TexMex Shaman(Stephen)-Electric Guitar
Stonerjazz (jeff) lyrics/Vocals)

AKA The Smoking Trout

Lyric Major Parlay

Sally ls a hero, found a hundred dollar bill and a sack of Skittles
ln between the Cushions of the couch-
Sid and MaryAnn are at the local blood bank
peddling pints of plasma
for fifty bucks a pop-

Maurice and Nostradamus are at the western Union
picking up three hundred dollars
from their grandma ln Tacoma
Gus ls working on the Bus
ln the episcopalian Parklng lot
and even got two hundred dollars from the congregation-

Stu he's got a Visa card which he never uses
Ubered over to the lucky Ladles where he's playing black jack
hoping for a Major Parlay--Hoping for a major Parlay-----

Larry and Roberta, while beggin for some buckshees
and playin music on the corner at the farmers market
met a Sufi sitting on the sidewalk
serenely spouting scripture from the Transcendental Dharma of the Dumpling--

Along with baking soda, salt, wheat and water
A heavy leavening of responsibility ls required ln the making--
And some mushrooms from Oaxaca-lf you wanna make that dumpling, she sald
you're gonna have to go
To Mexico--:)

Major Parlay-The Smoking Trout (Holy Dumpling #7) Tea R Sea and TexMex Shaman

I Don’t Mind feat. Patricia Edwards / Paploviante Music
Vocals and Lyrics :
Patricia Edwards
https://soundcloud.com/patriciaedwards
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/17219/i-dont-mind-94bpm-country-acapella
Paploviante:
Bass, Music Composing, Mix and Mastering

I Don't Mind Feat. Patricia Edwards

There's a fantastic 70s leaning pop-rock album  Ticket to Shangri-La  released in 2023 (Young Gun Silver Fox) with a song called Starting Wars. I miss heard and mis-read the title as Starling Wars which seemed a great metaphor for something. It could have applied to a relationship - but the 2 wars going on became the theme

Starling Wars

You fly in to foul my nest 
Seeing red I puff out my chest
Aiming at your catacombs
Dropping all my guano bombs
Flit across and I peck at you
Cause my beliefs are the only truth
Starling wars it’s about pecking order 
Starling wars gonna bomb your son and daughter

I ruffle your feathers
You think that you’re better
Ethnically superior
The plumage of an emperor
Gonna peck my eye’s right out
Squawk about it loud and proud
Starling wars it’s about pecking order 
Starling wars gonna bomb your son and daughter

Em7 Dma7 Ami7 G Bb/C F F#m7 B

Underneath there’s the dove of peace
Peeking out at the busy streets
I Wrap your eggs neath protective wings
Drop a flower confess my sins
Fleeting thought it just flies away
Revenge is sweet gonna make you pay
Starling wars it’s about pecking order 
Starling wars gonna bomb your son and daughter

STARLING WARS

Sometimes it's good to climb the hill and look at life from beyond the daily grind.

Passion for the Beyond

bloom reef

blooming reef

Downtown. Streetside bars. Instrumental. Kind of a latin/blues/jazz thing that morphed into hard rock, then synth pop.
Credits: Freesound for street/crowd samples. Gencraft image.

Streetside

BELIAL PELEGRIM is an electronic musician and producer whose work covers a blend of dark, sometimes cinematic music with an experimental sensibility, created with the help of electricity and dark matter. 

My new album, SOMETHING THAT WAS NEVER THERE is now out on Arcanum Records:
https://belialpelegrim.bandcamp.com/album/something-that-was-never-there

If you're into unsettling cinematic soundtrack work, my new album with Callisto's Ghost, available in limited digipack CD or digital formats:
https://belialpelegrim.bandcamp.com/album/the-imperishable-splendor-of-the-sunfish

Also please check out the Belial Pelegrim/Beefus B project, @cabal-akademik

BP singles and albums can be found on Bandcamp, i-tunes, Spotify, Amazon, Pandora, and other web-based retail distributors.

Piano Concerto No. 1 - 3rd Movement

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