Très bonne utilisation ds voix, belle atmosphère. Bravo!

very nice piece , could be a james bond movie very cool

Un tresbeau travail d ambiance . Et une excellente production. Bravo a tous :))

Très beau et super créatif. ça fait bien voyager !

It’s all around
Daylight breaks on frozen ground
And I've never told you
How good it feels to grow old with you

The night is cold and hard as steel
But you and I will never feel
The silent night the shivering morning
This burning ember heats our home

Its all above
An icy wind. A burning sun
And I’ve never told you
How good it feels to come home to you

The night is ours. It’s short but sweet 
And desperate hours before the week
A daily grind a cold design
This burning ember heats our home

So cry out
What's wrong with the world?
Why can’t they see
Things like you and me?

It’s all around
Daylight breaks on golden ground
Have I ever told you
How good it feels to have grown old with you?

The night is hard and cold as steel 
But you and i will never feel
The hardened heart, the cold of shoulder
This burning ember heats our home

It's All Around

Her Majesty's Elite Equestrian Forces

Hello,
I have the pleasure to present you "Noise from Orbit", it's electronic space 🚀 But be careful, it can by very contagious when you get involved 🛸 👽 🙂
Hope it please you, I wish you much fun on this travel!
Cheers
Roger

The complete album GALACTIC ECHO, exlusif on Jamendo and Bandcamp! 
CJR-Music originals | more info also here: www.cjrogersmusic.com

Galactic Echo

Noise from Orbit

HQ License

The October 2022 DIAMC writing prompt was about displacement, taking a character either fictional or real and putting them into an alternative reality. I imagined a world where Little Red was all grown up and off to the bright lights and big city, in search of Mr Wolf.

Demo, recorded in the spare bedroom of our holiday cottage in Ackergill.



Little Red

Little Red she’s grown up proper
Little Red, nothing’s going to stop her
She’s going to shine, like the moon
Mr Wolf, big man in the city
Mr Wolf sure likes them pretty
In for a surprise, Mr Wolf
You’d better watch that back
Look both ways
She’s coming for her due
Little Red

Little Red, headed for the Hood
Telling Granny she is going to be good
She may be lying, but honest she’s trying
Little Red steps into his bar
Mr Wolf greets her with a snarl
“Hrrrrrrrr, Babe, you’re looking swell”
Little Red flicks back long hair
Walks by, ignoring his stare
“Make mine a double on the rocks 
And wipe that look, off your face,
I swapped out that blunt old axe,
For some Mace
And I’m not afraid to use it,
Don’t need a Woodcutter no more.”

Little Red, now she’s a star
Mr Wolf, he’s gone and bought her a car
And a house, and a yacht, and a ring
He fell under her spell
Little Red, she played him so well
But damn, that girl could sing
Ahoooooo, Little Red
Ahoooooo, Little Red
Ahoooooo, Little Red

“Turned out there’d been a bit of a misunderstanding. Mr Wolf isn’t all bad, you know? Last I heard…he’d gone and bought Granny…a new condo”

Ahoooooo, Little Red
Ahoooooo, Little Red

"Turns out, it had all been a misunderstanding. Mr Wolf, well, he is all bad you know. In fact, the last I heard, he'd gone a bought Granny a new condo.

Ahoooooo, Little Red
Ahoooooo, Little Red

© S Barr 2022

Little Red - Demo

Calm

Now what may foeman's malice do to harm us? What, O Immortal, mortal man's deception?
Absorbed into the heart, be sweet, O Indu, as a kind father to his son, O Soma,
As a wise Friend to friend: do thou, wide-ruler, O Soma, lengthen out our days for living.
These glorious drops that give me freedom have I drunk.
Closely they knit my joints as straps secure a chariot.

Let them protect my foot from slipping on the way: yea,
let the drops I drink preserve me from disease.
Make me shine bright like fire produced by friction:
give us a clearer sight and make us better.

Our maladies have lost their strength and vanished: they feared, and passed away into the darkness.
Soma hath risen in us, exceeding mighty, and we are come where men prolong existence.
Fathers, that Indu which our hearts have drunken, Immortal in himself, hath entered mortals.
So let us serve this Soma with oblation, and rest securely in his grace and favor.
Associate with the Fathers thou, O Soma, hast spread thyself abroad through earth and heaven.

Rig Veda HYMN XLVIII. Soma.

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Lyrics:

Deep under the mountain, the mechanical birth
Kissed by the sky, touched by the Earth
Emerging from the darkness to hold back the waters with a snake...

Drawn from the stone, forged in the flame
Hammered at the anvil and tempered by the rain
Points for the arrows to penetrate the scales of a snake...
To penetrate the scales of the snake

We sought the protector, we sipped of the nectar
We've gone to the light where we all live forever
We've gone to the Gods – what use are enemies now?
Oh, what use are enemies now?

These artifacts of war will outlast us all
In the past where we've flown, in the future we crawl
Back into the womb, what could they take from us now?
Oh, what could they take from us now?

Rustling in the reeds around the lake
Whispers of the law we never break
Oh, the many hammer strokes upon the stake
Eye of bat, tongue of newt, wing of snake
There is only the law.....

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Drums, cymbals, assorted cookie sheets, rubbermaid 50 gallon trash can full of empty aluminum cans (the can can), keyboard/synths, marching, thunder can, misc percussion – R Thomas

Guitars, bass, string arrangements, assorted cookie sheets, rain stick, samples, broken zither, vocals, marching, programming, lyrics, artwork – PS Perkins

Marching, assorted cookie sheets – Sabin Thomas

Mixed and mastered by PS Perkins and R Thomas

The Smith

Out of the Box March 2023
Light Bulb Moment Instrumental Return
No drums, no Bob

Taj Mahal

Image: Elena Araja

Collaboration Altodream (compo, texte, musique, mix) et Marilyn Bras (chant, précieux conseils..)

L’ombre de mon vaisseau, plane sur les dunes,
Je tourne lentement, autour de la lune,
En apesanteur, mes cheveux dressés,
Dessinent les flammes, de la liberté

Si je perds le contrôle, que les moteurs s’affolent,
Je tombe comme une pierre, en route vers la Terre.

Je fais un parachute, de ma toile cirée,
J’ouvre le hublot, je le vois gonfler,
Je remonte en flêche, vers la voie lactée
Je salue une comète, qui me voit passer,

Mais les écrans s’affolent, je reperds le contrôle,
Je tombe comme une pierre, en route vers la Terre.

C’est la panique à bord, quelque soient mes efforts,
Je vais finir, par me réveiller,
Dans un lit trop petit, entourée de harpies,
Qui ne pensent qu’à me droguer,

Je ferme les yeux, je retourne sur la lune,
Je sens les roses, qui embaument les dunes,
Paraît que ce cachet, va tout arranger,
Je ferme les yeux, je retourne sur la lune,

Autour de la lune

Autour De La Lune

I Can't Help But Be FREE.

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Thank you Paul for your collaborative approach !
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/new-land-paploviante 

Malinke's rythme African voices sample . (Awesome video ! )                              
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Alert !!! Mariam (taRka)did not sing here !!!
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