Nice instrumentation with catchy energy. From my point of view it bit shame the vocals quiet hidden behind. However very nice and pleasant listening.

Interesting song man I like the emotion✌

2023 Listening

I Don't Want To Be Alone a track from my album 'The Reaper Anthem' the official record label store - https://hatmancan.ltd
Or support on BandCamp - https://browneproject.bandcamp.com/track/i-dont-want-to-be-alone

I Don't Want To Be Alone

"Sometimes beauty is having no plan”

This track is the opener from the album "About The Soul" that was featured mid July 2022 by BandCamp as a new and notable release.

They described the album as "utterly bewitching electropop with sublime vocal melodies that recall the glorious theatricality of ’80s new wave"

Click on the Bandcamp link to hear the whole album (available on vinyl and CD too)

About the Soul

Tramp in St Tropez

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Tramp In St Tropez

Music and video composed and performed by me

Mixed and mastered by Fabio Ricchiardi https://www.instagram.com/_astomare/

Watch the full video on https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aQYxLS3ZgdI

Ritratti - Laura

Plunge pool, it's hard to get out of this without looking a fool.
When your mouth drools, as you lean slightly forward, and your tryna keep your cool.
It's a new school, of thought that makes you wonder how you ever made it through. 
With no cool, somehow made it through. 

Moon baloon, the sky feels close as you float up like a loon.
Singing old tunes, is there nothing left to plunder so you wonder if the moon.
Is just a sand dune, creeping ever onward through a forest full of coons.
Oh an old tune, somehow you make do. 

A third gallon, when you haven't got the money you drink anything you can.
It's hard to change, man, a can of black Oranjeboom fell into your hand.
Oh your fading tan, your laziness creeping back into your plans.
Need a hand fan, somehow you made it through. 

Fast clocks, dig into your shoulders as you fly over the rocks.
In a red smock, laying on a cart as the soldiers run amok.
Giving no shock, you hardly even notice any horrors that you watch. 
It's all ad hoc; but some stuff made it through.


New School

Fog descends over me
When you're arousing to me
Melt into madness
Desire so sweet
Intoxicating
Wakes me up at night
I bite your name into my pillow
Clouded judgement inspires touches
I can almost taste your lips
Would have kissed you then and there
Dreams folded in haze
Your eyes
Time warp
In the night a shadow descends over me
Hologram embrace
The light of day too close
I want to hold on to this moment
Taking in your beauty, inhaling all of you in dreams
Just be with me
Just a moment to imagine what could be and will not be
Just let me breathe
Melt into smiles and laughter, stroking your hair
Caught in a bubble, before I let you go
Imagination 
How soft your skin might be

Limerence

She Said

A Mystical Reggae Fusion 

From KSB° 2° N80 R3bEl ° R3BeL4liF3

Dub before Die

Dub before Die  (Funky Dub Reggae)

Free download on this acoustic version of the original indie rock song Nice To See You To See You Nice by Chris Browne BrowneProject from the 2022 Indie Rock album "The Reaper Anthem" here is the acoustic version free download here on SoundCloud or support on Bandcamp - https://browneproject.bandcamp.com/track/nice-to-see-you-to-see-you-nice-acoustic

Nice To See You To See You Nice (Acoustic)

Picture taken from a video of Anastasia Shuraeva: www.pexels.com/video/a-woman-dri…ng-a-car-8028186/

88 - Alegria

#fuck #war #guitar #instrumental #rock #song

Fuck War

Bandcamp : https://myckalmarcovic.bandcamp.com/track/oubli
Spotify : https://open.spotify.com/album/3kKo6yMlKfV2oJvwj1JSgY?si=5yxKG6XVRiC6KVoNi2Vpmg
Translation above.

Sur le magnifique texte de Lucien Corma, un excellent auteur que je viens de découvrir.
Musique et voix : Myckaël Marcovic

Oublié

Une carte postale aux couleurs effacées
Envoyée par quelqu’un que je ne connais pas
Me dit que tout va bien, que tout est beau là-bas
Dans ce pays lointain que j’avais oublié

Seul dans cette maison où j’essaie de trouver
Un souvenir de moi un objet familier
Je ne vois sur les murs dans des cadres dorés
Que de fiers étrangers à jamais oubliés

Refrain
Oubliée ta voix
Oublié ton chant
Oublié ton rire emporté par le vent
Oubliée ta voix
Oublié ton chant
J’ai oublié ce que je savais de toi

Je suis parti un jour tout habillé de blanc
Je ne me souviens plus si quelqu’un m’attendait
La ville s’éloignait au bout des rails tremblants
J’ai laissé sur le quai un visage oublié

Tous ces gens que je croise à la tombée du soir
Ne savent pas qu’un jour moi aussi je nageais
Dans des eaux bien plus bleues que leur ciel de boulevard
Mais la plage est si loin qu’on l’a tous oubliée
(refrain)

La fraîcheur du matin engourdissait le port
Où le bateaux dansaient avec leurs ventres pleins
Le zigzag de ma vie s’échouait sur le corps
D’une sirène blonde qui me tendait la main

Dans un bar où dansaient des marins enfiévrés
Des filles à moitié nues montraient des dents de loups
Et leurs baisers brûlants me parfumaient le cou
M’emportaient hors du temps, me faisaient oublier
(refrain)
Oublier…

Un voyageur qui part, un autre qui revient
Se croisent sur le quai d’une gare endormie
Partir, puis revenir un jour au même point
Un soir au même point sur le i d’une vie

Paroles de Lucien Corma
Musique de Myckaël Marcovic, 31 janvier 2023

On the text of Lucien Corma, an excellent author that I have just discovered.
Music and voice : Myckaël Marcovic

Forgotten

A postcard with faded colors
Sent by someone I don't know
Telling me that all is well, that all is beautiful there
In this distant country that I had forgotten

Alone in this house where I try to find
A memory of me a familiar object
I see on the walls in golden frames
Only proud strangers forever forgotten

Refrain
Forgotten your voice
Forgotten your song
Forgotten your laughter carried by the wind
Forgotten your voice
Forgotten your song
I have forgotten what I knew of you

I left one day all dressed in white
I don't remember if anyone was waiting for me
The city was moving away at the end of the trembling rails
I left a forgotten face on the platform

All these people that I pass at nightfall
Do not know that one day I too was swimming
In waters much bluer than their sky of boulevard
But the beach is so far that we all forgot it
(refrain)

The freshness of the morning numbed the port
Where the boats danced with their full bellies
The zigzag of my life ran aground on the body
Of a blond mermaid who held out her hand to me

In a bar where fevered sailors danced
Half-naked girls were showing wolves' teeth
And their burning kisses perfumed my neck
Carried me out of time, made me forget
(refrain)
To forget...

A traveler who leaves, another who returns
Cross themselves on the platform of a sleeping station
To leave, then to return one day to the same point
One evening at the same point on the i of a life

Words by Lucien Corma
Music by Myckaël Marcovic, 31 January 2023

Oublié (Lucien Corma / Myckaël Marcovic)

Thinking Of Them - Robert Grigg & Combstead

Go With Me

Mr Kinnard

Somnus - 7 Birches

You and me.

https://browneproject.com - official domain.
Individual with no fears or limits in music. Singer-songwriter of original Indie, Folk and Rock music. Chris started out as a Busker on the streets in 2008 and is currently on Hat Man Can LTD Records
Life is music - Chris Browne BrowneProject  - @hmcltdrecords

I Don't Want To Be Alone

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