This song has a nice groove! Nice job on production. 👊👊👊

Nicely done -good job of writing and performing!

This is pretty cool , dope track 🔥🔥

Mi Isla est une chanson pour les amoureux des îles. Un hiver rigoureux! Hop!  Un petit voyage dans le sud et on reprend vie!  Les plages chaudes, les soirées enveloppantes pendant que chez-nous le froid perdure… (Avec tout mon amour, mon île… et avec mon corps (quelle chaleur!!)… avec aussi tout mon cœur…Oui!!!

Mi Isla is a song for islands lovers. A harsh winter! Hop!  A little trip down south and we come back to life!  The warm beaches, the enveloping evenings while at our place the cold persists... (With all my love, my island... and with my body (what a heat!! )... with all my heart... Yes!!!


Musiciennes et musiciens :
Marie-Christine Tremblay : vocal
Denis Caouette : paroles et musique et arrangements, guitares, back vocals et programmation.
Les M’s  aux brass : 
Marlène Claveau : Sax Alto
Michel Otis : Sax ténor et piano
Marcel Bergeron : Trompette
Martin Tremblay : Trombone
Sébastien Savard : Violons
Frank Corneau : Basse
Jérôme Vandal : Batterie
Martin Larose (Studio Septentrio) : Réalisation


PHONOGRAPHE

Mi Isla

We are the Animals

Faded

Make it real

On Repeat  (Beat)

Original composition…..Alejandro Gonzalez M.

Music Box Memories

BLACK ROSES BLOOM

Centipede Scars

Angela

October the 21st (Acoustic Version)
Recorded on a quiet Saturday at Recordingstube Ost, when drummer Erik was not present. Tobi, Pyro and Alex spent the day capturing an intimate acoustic interpretation of the song, focusing on atmosphere rather than perfection.

This version is not recorded live, yet it retains the same raw and immediate energy — a single-take performance that feels honest, imperfect, and real.
“October the 21st” reflects on loss, memories, and the recurring weight of certain days that never quite fade.

Lyrics
Another year passed by and the sun stopped to shine,
the hope of better days keeps me moving on.
The plans of tomorrow keep my head up high,
even though my dreams may die — every year at the same time.

When the leaves outside change from green into brown,
and all those windy nights the autumn storm has come,
and the rain keeps falling right out of my eyes —
I guess I still cry, cause I can’t believe that you’re…

The next season starts and I forget those wasted years,
start with new attitude and with new energy.
Try to believe everything will be okay,
but I know that my dreams will die — every year at the same time.

When the leaves outside change from green into brown,
and all those windy nights the autumn storm has come,
and the rain keeps falling right out of my eyes,
and all I do is cry, cause I can’t believe that you’re not mine.

When I need a hand or someone who understands,
someone who believes in me or shares my dreams —
after all these years I accept the misery,
it doesn’t matter which time of year.

When the leaves outside start to turn green
and the rain stopped falling but the sun doesn’t shine for me,
and the wind keeps blowing right into my face —
then I know my tears will fall,
cause I can’t believe that you’re not mine.

Credits
Written by Pyro
Performed by Pyro, Tobi, Alex
Recorded & mixed by Alex at Recordingstube Ost
Berlin, 2025

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