Cool! I am right now strolling through the streets of Paris. That tune really flashed me when it came In my stream! Really great feel!

Dinosaurs do it best. I should know.  I'm a big old vegetarian one eating leaves off the top of trees, shaking my booty as I walk through the forest.

Back for more of this joyousness! Thank you!

Si l'on pouvait ne pas vieillir dans cette course contre le temps et retourner à la ligne de départ ... Bref faire un faux départ .😊
Compositeur arrangeur : Philippe SEGUINARD
Auteur : Guillaume DULER
Lyrics :
J'ai beau marcher à contre sens
De la rotation de la Terre
Y'a rien à faire mon âge avance
Ça marche pas , bien au contraire
Je brûle tous les calendriers
Je fête pas mes anniversaires
J'ai beau condamner les années
Ça marche pas , bien au contraire

Qu'elle est loin la ligne de départ
Si on pouvait faire demi tour
Se cacher derrière quelque part
Se faire oublier pour toujours
Je voudrais être le dernier
Celui qu'est toujours en retard
Je suis pas pressé d'arriver
J'aimerai faire un faux départ

Je n'aime pas trop les lendemains
C'est aujourd'hui que je préfère
Je compte pas mes heures enfin
Ça marche pas , bien au contraire
Je mets des crèmes à reculer
Un peu de printemps sur l'hiver
Des mensonges sur la vérité
Ça marche pas , bien au contraire

Qu'elle est loin la ligne de départ
Si on pouvait faire demi tour
Se cacher derrière quelque part
Se faire oublier pour toujours
Je voudrais être le dernier
Celui qu'est toujours en retard
Je suis pas pressé d'arriver
J'aimerai faire un faux départ

J'ai peur quand on dit « à demain ! »
Je voudrais qu'on dise «  à hier ! »
Alors j'prie pour un jour sans fin
Ça marche pas , bien au contraire
J'aimerais bien tuer le temps
Il est immortel rien à faire
Prendre le temps de temps en temps
Ça marche pas , bien au contraire

Qu'elle est loin la ligne de départ
Si on pouvait faire demi tour
Se cacher derrière quelque part
Se faire oublier pour toujours
Je voudrais être le dernier
Celui qu'est toujours en retard
Je suis pas pressé d'arriver
J'aimerai faire un faux départ

I may walk against the direction
From the rotation of the Earth
There's nothing my age can do
It doesn't work, on the contrary
I burn all the calendars
I don't celebrate my birthdays
No matter how I condemn the years
It doesn't work, on the contrary

It's a long way to the starting line
If we could turn around
Hide behind somewhere
To be forgotten forever
I'd like to be the last one
The one who's always late
I'm in no hurry to arrive
I'd like to make a false start

I don't really like tomorrows
It's today that I prefer
I'm not counting my hours at last
It's not working, quite the opposite
I'm putting on creams
A little spring over winter
Lies on the truth
It doesn't work, on the contrary

It's a long way to the starting line
If we could turn back
Hide in the back somewhere
And be forgotten forever
I'd like to be the last one
The one who's always late
I'm in no hurry to arrive
I'd like to make a false start

I'm afraid to say "see you tomorrow".
I'd like someone to say "see you yesterday".
So I pray for a day without end
It doesn't work, quite the opposite
I'd like to kill time
It's immortal, nothing to do
Take the time once in a while
It doesn't work, on the contrary

How far away the starting line is
If we could turn around
Hide in the back somewhere
And be forgotten forever
I'd like to be the last one
The one who's always late
I'm in no hurry to arrive
I'd like to make a false start

© Guillaume DULER / Philippe SEGUINARD 2022

Faux départ (feat Sylvie Tiret) TRANSLATED

℗ © Copyright Ian Stokes. All Rights Reserved
Recorded and mixed using Logic. Mastered in Soundcloud
Guitars played: Taylor 714CE in DADGAD Tuning
Photography: Thanks go to Nigel and Libby Hume at Hume Photography.

Had some nice feedback about the title of my previous instrumental, so thought I would follow it up with this one - dedicated to all granddads out there!!

Hope you like it!

GRANDADGADDIO

A rough mix taken from the desk @ The Brunswick a couple of weeks ago. The rain was torrential that evening but it didn't deter the  hardcore audience from turning up.  A little tip of the hat to Thelonious in this one.

Tobie Carpenter (electric guitar) Hamish Livingstone (double bass) Will Barber(drums) Chris Carpenter(subtitles/trombone) (burn.it.smith (vocals/keys)

Ah ben dis donc (Blimey)
 Ça... tu entends? (Can ya hear that?) 
Le mec sur la pétrolette (The bloke on a moped)
 Il monte la colline (Going up the hill) 
Pour voir sa copine (To see his girlfriend)
 Mais ça me donne mal à la tête (Does my head in)
En première vitesse (Always in first gear)
 Roulez jeunesse (Move it youngster) 
Remets le pot d’échappement (Put that exhaust pipe back on) Fous-moi la paix (Leave me in peace) 
Tu me casses les oreilles (Ya breaking my ears)
 J’en ai marre d’entendre ta ronflette (Tired of hearing that dam hum)

Errrrrrrrmmmm
 I think he’s on his way
 Errrrrrmmmmm 
Must love that girl, anyway 
Squiddly deet dat doot doo dat 
Well you know that where I’m at
 Squiddly deet dat doot doo dat doot day

 Ça, tu entends? (Do you hear that) 
Poile au bidon (For Christsakes) 
C’est le mec sur la pétrolette (A bloke on a moped)

Solo

En première vitesse (Always in first gear)
 Roulez jeunesse (Move it youngster)

Le Mec Sur La Pétrolette (Live)

Cosmic Danse – The Planetary Shuffle
February 2023
Duration: 3:00
Listen to the Cosmic Danse Playlist: https://soundcloud.com/bruce-klepper-1/sets/comic-danse
Special thanks to John-Marc Ventimiglia https://soundcloud.com/john-marc-ventimiglia for his highly valued musical input and for creating the planetary panning/gliss/rotation tool that was used to compose this piece.

The Solar System is the gravitationally bound system of the Sun and the objects that orbit it. It formed 4.6 billion years ago from the gravitational collapse of a giant interstellar molecular cloud.  The four inner system planets—Mercury, Venus, Earth and Mars—are terrestrial planets, being composed primarily of rock and metal. The four giant planets of the outer system are substantially larger and more massive than the terrestrials. The two largest, Jupiter and Saturn, are gas giants, being composed mainly of hydrogen and helium; the next two, Uranus and Neptune, are ice giants, being composed mostly of volatile substances.  The orbits of the planets are ellipses with the Sun at one focus, though all except Mercury are very nearly circular. The orbits of the planets are all more or less in the same plane, called the ecliptic and defined by the plane of the Earth's orbit.  The orbits of the planets, based on Earth's 1 year orbit, are as follows: Mercury .24 years, Venus .61, Earth 1.00, Mars 1.88, Jupiter 11.86, Saturn 29.46, Uranus 84.01, Neptune 164.80, Pluto 248.80.  They all orbit in the same direction, counter-clockwise looking down from above the Sun’s north pole; all but Venus, Uranus and Pluto also rotate in that same sense. 
For alto sax, tenor sax, baritone sax, trumpet, metallophone, piano, bass, virtual instruments and percussion.

Cosmic Danse - The Planetary Shuffle

AIMER TROP ÇA COÛTE CHER
LE DERNIER MÉTRO LA CHAIR DE MA CHAIR
TROP D’AMOUR ÇA REND SOURD
ET FOU À LIER SUR LE PALIER
EN CHIEN DE FUSIL ENROULÉ

AIMER TROP C’EST L’ENFER
ON Y LAISSE LA PEAU ON Y PERD SES REPÈRES
TROP D’AMOUR ÇA REND LOURD
TAPI LA NUIT SOUS LE BALCON
PLEURANT SOUS LA PLUIE COMME UN CON

TU PASSES D’HEUREUX À MALHEUREUX                      
PUIS LE CIEL CHANGE ET VIRE SOUDAIN DU NOIR AU BLEU 

AIMER TROP C’EST TROP CHER
ON Y LAISSE DES PLUMES ET DES LAMBEAUX DE CHAIR
TROP D’AMOUR TUE L’AMOUR
ET ON EN OUBLIE D’OUBLIER
SON VIEUX CHIEN DE FUSIL ROUILLÉ 

ELLE FAIT TA PLUIE E T TON BEAU TEMPS
QUAND ELLE S’EN VA TOUT FOUT LE CAMP
 
AIMER TROP ÇA REND FOU

AIMER TROP (Lyrics)

Video link https://youtu.be/jLB0zbM3dBw

Each winter here in the UK, small birds enact one of natures great spectacles. Each evening flocks ranging from a few hundred to over 100,000 individual Starlings form up into a single flowing entity swirling above their communal roosting sites. 
Why they do this is not fully understood, with theories ranging from a strategy to distract predators, to a grand display designed to draw more birds to the flock for the purpose of maximising the body heat being generated by the mass of the flock in the roost. 
Whatever the purpose of this behaviour it creates a unique and magical aerial display of great beauty.

The track began with the repeating mallet sequence, then the strings and lastly the piano. I'm finding myself increasingly drawn to improvising around basic chord progressions at the moment and this is another product of this approach. I'm  resisting the temptation to quantize or mess around with the midi in post, so it's all as played and of the moment. 

Thanks for listening, it's really appreciated. 

Murmuration

Pedal Change Rock

Always thrilled to work with my good friend and awesome composer & synthmeister, John Buckle (@john-buckle-166792889) 
This is Chapter 3 of our Elvenland saga. Hope you enjoy :)

It begins as Chapter 2 ended, with the the horn of Gildor fading out as the Elven leader sadly fails in his attempt to save Raewyn from capture. She laments the ill-fated rescue attempt, but then, in the distance, she hears familiar sounds - could Gildor's Ancient Message Ritual herald her freedom?

John Buckle: Synths, Mood Sound Layering, Storyline
Electrometis: Original composition, mix/master
Vocals: Ghosthack

Free download if you like it :)

Thank you for listening ♥

Elvenland #3 - Ancient Messages

Elvenland #3 - Ancient Messages (feat. John Buckle)

A collaboration between :
Shane Beck, The Last American Poet (Words)
progettosonoro (Music)

A forlorn tale of the poet who buried his heart in hollow ground
Coping with the smirking shadows without a whisper or hardly a sound
Let me hide away the trauma of this loveless soul without a single chance
The Loneliness Of One & the night we held each other during that slow dance

Yes I too deal with things & forever disguise the burning tears that sting
Shove aside the hurtful memories knowing what the light refuses to bring
They often say the sad pain will go away & eventually subside
Hear it from me & never forget, it is untrue & they have lied
The Loneliness Of One, the poet who still walks until he bleeds
Accused of waiting on truest love & so called selfish needs

Shane Beck & progettosonoro - The Loneliness Of One

Recording sessions from 19/10 to 23/10/2022.
4 tracks MOOG Modular (vst Arturia), 
presets, mixing, processing and editing: Pier WILL.
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🛠 - Made with MOOG & Modular / Multi-tracks
🎹 - Composed, arranged, performed, produced by Pier WILL & Studio 4H09
🔲 - Artwork - Pier WILL
🙏 - Acknowledgements - Ableton, Arturia, Audacity, Cantabile, Focusrite, Korg, M-Audio, MSI, Sony, SoundCloud, Teac, Techniks, Yamaha.
⚙️ - #Ambient #Movies #Electro #Experimental 
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❤️Love, 🕊️Peace, 🙏Respect

Sweet Mystery

Waway

Piano player, singer,  righteous upright bass & concatenator of disparate factors.

Le Mec Sur La Pétrolette (Live)

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