Great vocals, good beat and production, solid work

Insane

A composition I'm extremely fond of, feauting one of my most dearest themes which I simply had to repeat it in the Coda.
As a musical piece it is straightforward, and unassuming in its texture and scope, but I believe it has a certain fable-like, enchanting feeling, thus the poem title, although structurally it is very close to a sonata. 
I've explored others mode a bit ( I've modulated to F Lydian briefly), which is something I'll likely do in the future.

Poem for Piano, F Minor

In a dark, dark place, in a dark, dark wood.
You found your hiding place?
Because I think you should.
It's obscene.
You're out there looking pretty green.

You stand upon the hill, above the darkest town.
You like to waste your time.
You all just hang around.
Remaining seen.
It's no surprise, you're pretty green.

I can see your faults.
Can you see my needs?
Through the screen.
I can see your outline against the moon.
Pretty green.

Upon a lonely street, there is a golden house.
Even the quietest man can start the loudest shouts.
Fuck your machine.
Oh, my fucking God you are green.

In a dark, dark room, and down a dark, dark stair.
There is a hiding place, and we should hide in there.
Living the dream?
A pretty green flying machine.

You can't  hide your faults.
Can you meet my needs?
Hidden screams.
I can't make your outline against the sun.
It's all green.

You can't read my thoughts.
You wont get inside.
Just unseen.
Can you take me out from amongst the noise.
That's all green.
A pretty green flying machine.

Pretty Green [Pretty Green Mix]

Someone on a MUD was talking about how people sending phishing emails write them with spelling errors so actually smart people self-select out of the process.  Reasoning being the people that don't catch spelling errors were their target IQ for exploitation in the first place.

Self-Selecting Out Of The Process

My fifth cover song so far.  It sorts very well with my personality which is generally how I am choosing which songs to cover anyway.

Silence And I (The Alan Parsons Project Cover)

Tulilintu

Take the Beatles, mix with some David Bowie and throw in some White Stripes and finish with a sprinkle of Artic Monkeys.

You Don’t Know About That

Dancing Until My Feet Falls Off - Jonas Hornblad Playground Remix

(Translation above)

Même pas peur !

À tous ceux qui me prennent
Pour la mère-grand du loup
Qui croient que je me traîne
Dès qu’arrivent des coups
Je leur dis, au passage,
Méfiez-vous de mon âge !
J’en ai sous la semelle
Toujours prête à l’appel.

Refrain :
Face à tous les tyrans
Comme aux p’tits commandants
Même pas peur ! (bis)
Face aux partis brûlants
De fous crétinisants
Même pas peur ! (bis)
Mais…
Face à l’amour ardent
Avec son grand cœur d’enfant
Même pas peur !

Quand je vois la dégaine
De tous ces gros marlous,
Je devine leur déveine
Qui ne vaut pas trois sous.
Y a des mouches qui les piquent
À la moindre critique
Ils se croient des modèles,
Qu’en laissant des séquelles.
(refrain)

À ceux qui se déchaînent
Éclairés par des fous
Tout perfusés de haine
Pour ceux pas à leur goût
Je leur brave un sourire
En pleurant leur empire
Aux mortelles chapelles 
Ma vie préfère le miel
(refrain)
Même pas peur (7 X)

Myckaël Marcovic, le 14 mai 2024

Not even afraid!

To all those who think I'm
For the wolf's grandmother
Who think I'm crawling
Whenever a blow comes
I tell them,
Beware my age!
I've got it under my belt
Always ready for the call.

Refrain :
Against all tyrants
Like little commanders
Not even afraid!  (bis)
Facing up to hot political parties
Of cretinizing madmen
Not even afraid! (bis)
But...
In the face of ardent love
With a child's heart
Not even afraid!

When I see the look
Of all these big louts,
I can guess their disgrace
It's not worth three cents.
Flies are biting them
At the slightest criticism
They think they're models,
And leave a lasting impression.
(refrain)

To those who go wild
Enlightened by madmen
All infused with hatred
For those not to their liking
I brave them with a smile
While mourning their empire
To mortal chapels 
My life prefers honey
(refrain)
Not even afraid! (7 X)

Myckaël Marcovic, May 14, 2024

Même pas peur

Mr Somebody

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A hopeless night owl that make music for chaotic brains and broken souls. My vision is to combine the organic, such as voices and other natural sounds, with electronic elements. Please contact me if your interested of a collab or making a remix of any of my tracks! Over and out!

Dancing Until My Feet Falls Off - Jonas Hornblad Playground Remix

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