I think of this man as the Frank Sinatra of country music.  What
a voice and such a special gift.  So many wonderful songs and so many were so beautifully orchestrated.  I tried to get a bit of orchestra feel with the limited resources I have.

I Wish I Were Eighteen Again ( Cover  - Ray Price)

This song was recorded in 1967 and released in 1971 by Danny O'Keefe.  Artist such as Elvis and Willie Nelson have recorded it along with many others.  I recently heard this tune and remembered how much I liked it and had to give it a go.  Thank you all for the listen and support

Good Time Charley  ( Cover)

Rainfall

Funny old world.  Whilst scrumping about on SC my travels took me to Michele's cloud where I alighted on his track as named above. Sharp intake of breath and a hurried message to Michele to ask if he might be so kind as to permit me to pen a few words to accompany it.  He graciously agreed.  Having nothing in mind at the time I hastily back-pedalled and explained that it might be best if he didn't hold his breath....next day I listened again and Mr Spotty Book called over Mr Pen for a chat.  What followed in the next hour or so is somewhat blurred.  I always try to read a text in one take, for integrity's sake.  This was my fourth attempt and the only one I managed to complete.  

I decided to quit while I was ahead.

Thank you, Michele, for the warm nostalgic smile infused in this wonderful music of yours, and for the (unexpectedly moist) journey upon which it took me.

Find Michele's music here:  https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani
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All the old little things we have lost

Of course, you know, Dad, that some stuff doesn’t work too well these days.
I’ll forget odd bits and bobs, like, maybe having lunch or doing promised jobs
Blimey, even birthdays on occasion slip the mind
As today’s neurons disconnect, recall’s evasion of my yesterdays so to find.
I actually forgot why I came into this room in the first place
Stood a while, cast about, then saw your face
Your smile leaping out from the old photo there
Engendered mine, returned, locked in loving stare
And propelled me back to play in those monochrome years
You know, our old box brownie’s still tucked away in the cupboard under the stairs.

Remember how it was, Dad,  how we lived, things we had?
Thrupenny bits and ha’pennies and bikes with hard rubber wheels
Plastic shoes and sock holes darned
Sparse but regular high carb, high fat meals
Never did us any harm
Hand-me-downs all around, we craved the latest style
Segs in shoes and outside loos
A homely fireplace, though just the one
We’d huddle round, our toasting forks with crumpets on, and laughing all the while

So I won’t forget all the old little things we have lost
Things so casually into history’s family album tossed
But neither have I lost my tendency to tears, welling soft
From the broken heart that burned for you, 
Then split apart and turned to frost
That day you died, just fifty two, so very young.
Who’d have thought that all those old little things
Would fill the font of memory springs 
From which this tearful smile of mine has sprung.

All the old little things we have lost: some words set to the music of Michele Ansani

This is a story of Captain Tod Carter who served in the confederate army. He was 22 when he was shot in a battle in front of his home. 

Lyrics:
Tod Carter was a captain who proudly wore the gray
From Franklin, Tennessee and raised the southern way
Captured while in battle by the Yankee  boys in blue
But from a moving train he found a window and jumped through

The Ohio and the Mississippi served him as a guide
Brought him down to Memphis where he didn't need to hide
Looking east to Georgia there amongst the Georgia pines
Was the 20th Tennessee just across the border line

The cannons opened fire and the deadly bullets flew
Brother fighting brother a nation torn in two
Blood was versing blood and lead was versing bone
In Franklin Tennessee, when Captain Carter came back home.

Back within the Rebel camp but there's a bloody job to do
Heading home to Franklin to run off those boys in blue
The Yankee lads were fortified but Tod carried the fight
When a bullet found the target and brought Tod to The Light.

Tod Carter met his fate that day but did not die alone
In Franklin Tennessee, by the house that he called home
In only Five short hours, more than eight thousand men killed
And the souls of soldiers gray and blue still haunt that battlefield

The cannons opened fire and the deadly bullets flew
Brother fighting brother a nation torn in two
Blood was versing blood and lead was versing bone
In Franklin Tennessee, when Captain Carter came back home

When Captain Carter Came Back Home

Charlotte Couleau est l'interprète de cette chanson.
https://www.youtube.com/@CharlotteCouleau/videos
Les co-auteurs sont Charlotte Couleau, Davie Tufnell et Christian Devienne

My voice has never been special 
But this Bossa is bewitching me 
Suddenly making me vibe by 
Catching to my sense of rhythm.

I can now make words sound clearly, 
Like those of Joao Gilberto. 
Each one is smoothly connected 
Without a touch of vibrato. 

Infused with stylish elegance 
This Bossa leaves me with no choice 
But create a new song and dance, 
Feeling new sweetness in my voice...

Bewitching Bossa (with Charlotte Couleau)

Blissfully vacant is the 2nd track from my 2025 album Second Skin.
Release Date to 4th April 2025

Second Skin

Blissfully Vacant

BLISSFULLY VACANT

Written by James Geer

A sinking ship at sea
Sends an urgent plea
Signaling Distress
It Sends an sos

Just the other day
You looked at me that way
My heart was put in play
And I became your prey

Too soon for me to scar
Or hitch upon your star
I’m sinking in your sea
Someone rescue me

Save our ship

Lyrics; 
Well it's a deep dark night
Even the moon is out of sight
Not far in the distance rides the train

And I haven't slept a wink
Cause all I do is think
Of all the things you said to me that float inside my brain

I listen to the rhythm
Of the wheels upon the rails
I know my world will never be the same

It's a deep dark night
But I can see the light
As the bridges from my past are put upon the flame

And as the train leaves for tomorrow I say goodbye to yesterday
Leave it at the station watch it fade away

I'd spiraled down and lost control
I'm climbing out of this old hole
Steel wheels and new shoes for my feet of clay

Just the thought of losing you
Would turn my turning world so blue
And it turned me inside out to let you go

But the train is moving on
And with me will soon be gone
From the only world I knew and thought I'd ever know

And as the train leaves for tomorrow  goodbye to yesterday
Leave it at the station watch it fade away

I'd spiraled down and lost control
I'm climbing out of this old hole
Steel wheels and new shoes for my feet of clay

This train leaves for tomorrow goodbye to yesterday
Leave it at the station watch it fade away

I'd spiraled down and lost control
I'm climbing out of this old hole
Steel wheels and new shoes for my feet of
clay





Steel Wheels and New Shoes

La voix de Monsieur Gontrand se fond parfaitement avec les instruments qui ne boudent pas leur plaisir !

J’aim’rais tellement pouvoir te dire
A quel point, vraiment, tu m’attires
Tu es pour moi comme un aimant
Mon cœur chavire assurément

Entre le cœur et la raison
Je sens venir la trahison
Fatal serait tout rapproch’ment
Si je devenais ton amant

J’avouerais tout à mon amie
Qui serait cruellement meurtrie
Cela lui ferait trop de peine
Mes explications seraient vaines

Entre le cœur et la raison
J’ai fait le choix de la raison
Je regrett’rai peut-être un jour
Tout est compliqué en Amour

Entre le coeur et la raison (avec Monsieur Gontrand)

This is a copyright free music/song. All content creators can use it for free. 
"Empty Arms" is a deeply emotional song that reflects the silent grief and longing some mothers carry. With haunting melodies and heartfelt lyrics, it honors love, loss, and memory.
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Empty Arms Copyright Free Music (LGO)

Je suis surtout compositeur et parfois parolier.
Merci à tous les interprètes qui mettent si bien en voix mes musiques.
Les arrangements sont faits à partir du logiciel Band-in-a-Box.

Entre le coeur et la raison (avec Monsieur Gontrand)

Christian Devienne

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