Chêne est un auteur compositeur à la verve poétique. Il chante avec tout son cœur la splendeur volatile des oiseaux, l'aura mystérieuse des champignons, l'organisation minutieuse des insectes et l'inexorable force du vent qui, tout en emportant, ne finit pas de nous parler.

Symphonie Estivale

A raw and soulful Mississippi Delta blues track, Down by the River captures Southern resilience with gravelly vocals, haunting slide guitar, and a steady banjo groove. Perfect for blues lovers.

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Down by the River

Come Back - Original - The Five Stairsteps

The One Great White Ox Cart Blues

The One Great White Ox Cart Blues is a slow-burning folk-blues meditation on finding the sacred in everyday life.

Driven by a mournful acoustic guitar in A minor and a steady, heartbeat bass, the song draws on the Lotus Sutra’s parable of the Great White Ox Cart to reveal a timeless truth: there is no wall between holy ground and the ground beneath our feet.

Each verse tells of a traveler who chases distant promises only to discover that awakening lives inside ordinary dust and labor.

The chorus sings out like a river current—“No wall between the holy and the work we do each day… you already ride the great white cart”—reminding us that Buddhahood is not far away but alive in the present moment.

Images of a burning house, quiet compassion, and the shared strength of all beings give the song both grit and grace.

Part blues lament, part spiritual anthem, The One Great White Ox Cart Blues invites listeners to walk the open road of everyday awakening, where purpose and compassion are not lofty ideals but the work of each breath and step.

Lyrics:
(A bluesy folk song, played with a slow, mournful acoustic guitar riff and a steady, grounding bass line. Key of Am.)

Verse 1
(Am) I’ve walked a lot of dusty miles, sun on my neck, no shade
(G) Looked for some far-off kingdom, thought that’s where peace was made
(C) But every step kept telling me, the sacred’s here, not gone
(F) Right inside the grit and trouble, that’s where the truth goes on
(Am) Folks spoke of tiny pathways, too small for most to find
(E7) But life laid down one open road for all of humankind

Chorus
(Am) There’s no line between the holy and the work we do each day
(G) The living light is everywhere, it never moves away
(C) You already ride the great white cart, not some weaker track
(F) Your own good heart’s been carrying the strength you thought you lacked
(Am) We’re part of one wide river, flowing to the sea
(E7) This whole world moves together in a single destiny

Verse 2
(Am) I’ve known a house on fire, the smoke can blind your sight
(G) The lies of fear and anger keep you running through the night
(C) A wise friend showed a doorway, said, “Come and catch your breath”
(F) Sometimes a kind illusion saves a soul from early death
(Am) The guide was never gone for good, just stepped beyond the sound
(E7) So we’d dig for deeper courage, until the truth is found

Chorus
(Am) There’s no line between the holy and the work we do each day
(G) The living light is everywhere, it never moves away
(C) You already ride the great white cart, not some weaker track
(F) Your own good heart’s been carrying the strength you thought you lacked

Verse 3
(Am) Now I try to keep the lesson where I live and work and eat
(G) Trade old jealous habits for a patience that runs deep
(C) The world reflects within me, clear as a polished glass
(F) This very life can hold the light that never needs to pass
(Am) I listen for the hurting, lend a steady helping hand
(E7) ‘Cause lifting someone else is where real freedom stands

Chorus
(Am) There’s no line between the holy and the work we do each day
(G) The living light is everywhere, it never moves away
(C) You already ride the great white cart, not some weaker track
(F) Your own good heart’s been carrying the strength you thought you lacked

Bridge
(Dm) No one’s left behind here, no soul is marked as small
(Am) The same strong seed of goodness lives inside us all
(E7) A single act of kindness can shift the way things go
(Am) And what we change within ourselves the whole wide world will know
(G) The ordinary moment is where the healing starts
(C) Turning everyday reality into a field of open hearts

Outro
(Am) That quiet truth is timeless; it’s the road beneath your feet
(E7) Walk it with a steady mercy till the journey feels complete
(Am) We’re already on that white ox cart—one road, one song, one beat

The One Great White Ox Cart Blues

lions and tigers and bears oh my
wolves in the woods eagles in the sky
sharks in the ocean will eat you alive 
and they all be grooving to the shuck and jive 

three little pigs asleep in the mud
farmer john was smoking some bud
when big bad wolf was doing his thing
you know he ate those piggies and began to sing

room at the top, at the top, at the top
room at the top, at the top, at the top
room at the top, at the top— top of the food chain

booboo and bambi were having some fun
the big game hunter was stroking his gun
when grizzly bear said ding dong ding
you know she ate that hunter and began to sing

room at the top, at the top, at the top
room at the top, at the top, at the top
room at the top, at the top— top of the food chain

my child heart

top of the food chain

Na Lomaqu

Vosota

Nébuleuse

Drums of Mali shake the ground,
Voices rise, a circling sound.
Kora strings and dust and heat,
Old souls move on tireless feet.

Up the mountains cold and wide,
Caucasus winds on fiddle slide.
Wine and thunder, fire and clay,
Echo songs that never fade.

Every border hums the same,
Different tongues, a single flame.

From the Andes to the desert plain,
Folk keeps calling through the rain.
No empire owns that song,
It’s been here all along.

Gypsy strings in Balkan bars,
Oud and darbuka under stars.
Samba feet and desert cry,
Markets hum, the flutes reply.

From the steppes the voices roll,
Throat and sky become one soul.
Erhu bends the morning light,
Stories bloom from sleepless night.

Every border hums the same,
Different tongues, a single flame.

From the Andes to the desert plain,
Folk keeps calling through the rain.
No empire owns that song,
It’s been here all along.

Oud, kora, charango, shamisen,
Balalaika, rabab, cajón again.
One heartbeat, north to south,
Every story from every mouth.

From the Andes to the desert plain,
Folk keeps calling through the rain.
No empire owns that song,
It’s been here all along.

No flag, no crown, no claim —
Folk is the earth, it has no name.

No empire owns that song (Folk Rock reload)

Okutu Dawn is a peaceful instrumental inspired by the Igbo tribe of Nigeria — music that feels like the first light touching the land.
Soft kalimba, udu, and tribal drums blend to create a calm rhythm filled with warmth, balance, and quiet strength.

Made for moments of reflection, meditation, and peace.
Let the sound carry you somewhere still and alive — a place where the world slows down and the heart feels light.

✨ From Cultural Flow — sounds that speak without words.

Okutu Dawn

Official Demo for Embertone's "Recorders"

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You're One Of Us - Offical Demo for Embertone's Recorders

UB40-[LABINO UKULELE] REMIX

Music moves us, reminding us that we are sentient beings, that we are not just flesh and blood. It stirs our emotions and reveals our soul.

May these songs bring you peace, love, and happiness.

Your comments are welcome!
Enjoy listening.

Benoit


La musique nous fait vibrer, elle nous rappelle que nous sommes des êtres sensibles, que nous ne sommes pas fait que de viande de sang et d'os. Elle titille nos émotions et révèle notre âme.

Que celles-ci vous procurent paix, amour et bonheur.

Vos commentaires sont les bienvenus !
Bonne écoute.

 Benoit

PS: Pour les voix, je me suis fait assister parL’IA qui agit comme un “studio vocal intelligent” : elle modifie, améliore ou adapte les voix pour enrichir les chansons.

Nébuleuse

BenH

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