Un jours je collerai un texte sur une de tes instrus.... En attendant continue, mon chat aime bien.

Un groove nocturne arpente doucement la ville..  … … …🎶Belle image !

On imagine bien les pattes de ce chat frôler délicatement les tuiles à la recherche d'une proie . Pendant que tous le monde est endormis . Silence et mystères ...😼

super bien ce morceau, excellente ambiance misty grey pour ce mistigri !

Original picture by Kelsey Curtis on Unsplash

Can't Stay

Well I almost scrapped this song but after 3 weeks writing words, and then realizing how fun it is to sing, i kept it. I'm trying to figure out how to add a little lightheartedness to my music, but i think this one just turned out creepy lol. NOTE:  I always felt a little uncomfortable with the words, i just really didn't like them, so I reworked the chorus and a few other lines, and rerecorded the vocals. It seems a little better now...
 

I've seen my own worst enemy
Every night just staring back at me
Through the mirror with such animosity
And baby, it drives me crazy
I don’t understand what’s with this guy,
He don’t know that he’s alive
He combs his hair on the wrong side

I don’t expect you to understand,
But I’ve got these hammers for my hands
I like to start with everything
and smash away what I don’t need
and scattered all around are the pieces off of me
oh baby can’t you see what this done has to me

It’s a strange strange situation 
I need a little information
If it’s real or just imagination
Don’t say it’s so, I can’t believe 
Its down to you and me again
Up against the world my friend
Who can say   how this will end
 
It’s 3am and you’re slamming doors
Cause ‘I don’t speak your language anymore’
While I’m on my knees picking pieces
Of me up off the floor, 
I can’t lose much more, these pieces could be the last of me,
I wish I could see the way you see
is there anything left in this debris

Hammer Hands

Been working on this one for a little while, nice to finally post it!

Reverberations

Lyrics:
I’ve been changing
Changing like the weather
When the storm subsides
When the skies are bright
Will life be better?

Don’t you know that
That I’ve been lost?
I’m caught
In between the daylight
And the dark
And the dark

I’ve been hoping
For new horizons
The night is all that I know
But the sun is rising

Don’t you know that
Know that I’ve been lost?
I’m caught
In between the daylight
And the dark
And the dark

Daylight (feat. ICEBERG)

Through the Forest Deep

Through The Forest Deep

What Is You (old panic brain demo)

Comme Un Chat Sur Le Toit

Volume on 11 for this one …. The pulsating rhythms instilling a sublime sensation of both restraint & motion, like driving. Part one is a guitar ensemble and later part 2 introducing bass effects and an addictive synth motif hook

AutoBeat

A new collaroration with the talented Cosmic Keanu(https://soundcloud.com/cosmic_keanu) around another Robert E. Howard character.
Returning to his Homeland after a life of slaying dark creatures across the globe, Kane finds only sorrow and regret there before an eerie howl drives him on the road:

The white gulls wheeled above the cliffs,
     the air was slashed with foam,
The long tides moaned along the strand
     when Solomon Kane came home.
He walked in silence strange and dazed
     through the little Devon town,
His gaze, like a ghost’s come back to life,
     roamed up the streets and down.

The people followed wonderingly
     to mark his spectral stare,
And in the tavern silently
     they thronged about him there.
He heard as a man hears in a dream
     the worn old rafters creak,
And Solomon lifted his drinking-jack
     and spoke as a ghost might speak:

“There sat Sir Richard Grenville once;
     in smoke and flame he passed,
“And we were one to fifty-three,
     but we gave them blast for blast.
“From crimson dawn to crimson dawn,
     we held the Dons at bay.
“The dead lay littered on our decks,
     our masts were shot away.

“We beat them back with broken blades,
     till crimson ran the tide;
“Death thundered in the cannon smoke
     when Richard Grenville died.
“We should have blown her hull apart
     and sunk beneath the Main.”
The people saw upon his wrists
     the scars of the racks of Spain.

“Where is Bess?” said Solomon Kane.
     “Woe that I caused her tears.”
“In the quiet churchyard by the sea
     she has slept these seven years.”
The sea-wind moaned at the window-pane,
     and Solomon bowed his head.
“Ashes to ashes and dust to dust,
     and the fairest fade,” he said.

His eyes were mystical deep pools
     that drowned unearthly things,
And Solomon lifted up his head
     and spoke of his wanderings.
“Mine eyes have looked on sorcery
     in the dark and naked lands,
“Horror born of the jungle gloom
     and death on the pathless sands.

“And I have known a deathless queen
     in a city old as Death,
“Where towering pyramids of skulls
     her glory witnesseth.
“Her kiss was like an adder’s fang,
     with the sweetness Lilith had,
“And her red-eyed vassals howled for blood
     in that City of the Mad.

“And I have slain a vampire shape
     that sucked a black king white,
“And I have roamed through grisly hills
     where dead men walked at night.
“And I have seen heads fall like fruit
     in the slaver’s barracoon,
“And I have seen winged demons fly
     all naked in the moon.

“My feet are weary of wandering
     and age comes on apace;
“I fain would dwell in Devon now,
     forever in my place.”
The howling of the ocean pack
     came whistling down the gale,
And Solomon Kane threw up his head
     like a hound that snuffs a trail.

A-down the wind like a running pack
     the hounds of the ocean bayed,
And Solomon Kane rose up again
     and girt his Spanish blade.
In his strange cold eyes a vagrant gleam
     grew wayward and blind and bright,
And Solomon put the people by
     and went into the night.

A wild moon rode the wild white clouds,
     the waves in white crests flowed,
When Solomon Kane went forth again
     and no man knew his road.
They glimpsed him etched against the moon,
     where clouds on hilltop thinned;
They heard an eery echoed call
     that whistled down the wind.

Solomon Kane’s Homecoming (read by Cosmic Keanu)

Vocals & lyrics: Neons Gone Mad

Watch Neons Gone Mad’s great video for this song:

https://youtu.be/bgX1uHX9wWY



"Unfold Me"

Lyrics by Craig Conley,
after a riddle by James Hoggarth (1880)

Anywhere
that you go
you'll behold me

Woodlands and
pastures I
sometimes abound

On your travels
you will surely unfold me

I've thousands of annums roll'd a-ground
In cottage and mansion I am seen
Not a stitch of clothing clings to my form
Not a toe or a foot to my being
Yet countless shoes any size oh have I worn

Anywhere that you go you'll behold me
Wander far, wander wide, you'll unfold me
Now the secret I'll reveal: my name is dust

Unfold me - ft. Neons Gone Mad

Serenade

Compositeur, musicien (guitare basse piano, xiao (chinese vertical flute), erhu, percussions, drum machines).

Musique instrumentale, musique de film, jingles pub/radio etc...

Funk jazz soul rock folk psychedelic reggae dub electro ou classique.

Production vintage & old school

Sacem identification :

Code IPI : 00542 25 75 61

Comme Un Chat Sur Le Toit

BIRAUD Frederic

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