Ahh, very chill and nice vibe to this ... brings that cover photo alive!

Very nice melodies and sounds. Nice composition!

Cool instrumental!! Like the use of the vocals in the chorus!!

Organ in intro has me, straightaway! The rhythm icaptures a sense of hopefulness so very well!  Lasting freshness in a sound capsule! ;)  Choral hints are strategically placed! FLEEK>>

Burning Sword

The World should care for the Children, they need a better present & a better futur... 

Lyrics & Vocals : Special Cecilia

Musicians Beatmakers, if you want you can remix this song adding some instrumental. 
The file is on Freedownload.
Let's Keep spreading positive vibes...

PRAY FOR THE CHILDREN

Une ode aux perdants , à ceux qui n'arriveront jamais les premiers ...
Compositeur - Musique : Philippe SEGUINARD
Auteur mélodiste - Chant : Guillaume DULER
Chant : Sylvie TIRET
An ode to the losers, to those who will never get there first ...
Composer - Music : Philippe SEGUINARD
Songwriter - Vocals : Guillaume DULER
Singer : Sylvie TIRET
Lyrics:
Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos étoiles
Même si le ciel est déjà mort
C'est vrai qu'elles brillent encore
Mais la plupart ont mis les voiles

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos défaites
A la puissance des vaincus
Nous nos blessures ont survécus
Quand leurs victoires sont obsolètes

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos amours
A celles qui saôulent de souvenirs
Celles qu'on n'a pas pu retenir
Mais auxquelles on pense toujours

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos héros
Aux révoltés aux cœurs ouverts
Ceux qu'ont joué avec l'enfer
La vie tatouée sur la peau

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos succés
Ces étranges malentendus
C'est à peine ce qu'on a voulu
Et tout juste ce que l'on pouvait

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos enfances
Illusions perdues à jamais
Comme la douleur d'un condamné
Qui sait qu'il va mourir d'avance

Levons nos verres aux regrets
Aux perdants de la gloire
Cicatrices laissées
Dans un coin de mémoire
Aux survivants sans médailles
A nous les moins que rien
Sur nos champs de batailles
Ombres du quotidien

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos fantômes
Toutes ces peurs qui nous soutiennent
Main dans la main elles nous souviennent
Vers la dernière demeure des hommes

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos futurs
Retournons nous voir s'ils nous suivent
Mais y'a personne pas âme qui vive
Y'a même pas de rats sur les ordures

When do we drink to our stars
Even if the sky is already dead
It's true they still shine
But most of them are gone

When do we drink to our defeats
To the power of the defeated
Our wounds have survived
When their victories are obsolete

When do we drink to our loves
To those soaked in memories
The ones we couldn't hold back
But still think of

When we drink to our heroes
To the rebels with open hearts
Those who played with hell
Life tattooed on their skin

When we drink to our successes
These strange misunderstandings
It's hardly what we wanted
And only what we could

When we drink to our childhoods
Illusions lost forever
Like the pain of a condemned man
Who knows he's going to die in advance

Let's raise a glass to regrets
To the losers of glory
Scars left
In a corner of memory
To survivors without medals
To us less than nothing
On our battlefields
Shadows of everyday life

When we drink to our ghosts
All these fears that sustain us
Hand in hand they remind us
To the last resting place of men

When we drink to our futures
Let's go back and see if they follow us
But there's no one, no soul
Not even rats in the garbage

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER  Novembre 2023

Ivre"S" (feat Sylvie Tiret) Version intégrale TRANSLATED

A new day, new hope!

Though lt had been looking Pretty Grim, not to be Thwarted by the mundane problems of the everyday, our seekers of Truth and Condiments Get their house (bus) ln order, Finding incidental Data on the making of the dumpling ln the process. With a full tank,  full bellies, hope ln their hearts, and a large bag of Condiment--They set their sights on Mexico--

Tea R Sea-(Terry) Synth/Percussion/mlx/Production/Artwork
TexMex Shaman(Stephen)-Electric Guitar
Stonerjazz (jeff) lyrics/Vocals)

AKA The Smoking Trout

Lyric Major Parlay

Sally ls a hero, found a hundred dollar bill and a sack of Skittles
ln between the Cushions of the couch-
Sid and MaryAnn are at the local blood bank
peddling pints of plasma
for fifty bucks a pop-

Maurice and Nostradamus are at the western Union
picking up three hundred dollars
from their grandma ln Tacoma
Gus ls working on the Bus
ln the episcopalian Parklng lot
and even got two hundred dollars from the congregation-

Stu he's got a Visa card which he never uses
Ubered over to the lucky Ladles where he's playing black jack
hoping for a Major Parlay--Hoping for a major Parlay-----

Larry and Roberta, while beggin for some buckshees
and playin music on the corner at the farmers market
met a Sufi sitting on the sidewalk
serenely spouting scripture from the Transcendental Dharma of the Dumpling--

Along with baking soda, salt, wheat and water
A heavy leavening of responsibility ls required ln the making--
And some mushrooms from Oaxaca-lf you wanna make that dumpling, she sald
you're gonna have to go
To Mexico--:)

Major Parlay-The Smoking Trout (Holy Dumpling #7) Tea R Sea and TexMex Shaman

Stephen (@texmex-shaman) and I have been working together on these 'Texas Tea' collabs for almost a year now, building up an eclectic and fun catalogue of tunes: https://on.soundcloud.com/LqsSP

There is something about the way our styles meld together that works so well, everything just flows! For this one I was jamming out a melodies on a blues scale, and Stephen added some killer experimental guitar weirdness that elevates it to whole other level.

Blueshift - w/ TexMex Shaman

I Don’t Mind feat. Patricia Edwards / Paploviante Music
Vocals and Lyrics :
Patricia Edwards
https://soundcloud.com/patriciaedwards
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/17219/i-dont-mind-94bpm-country-acapella
Paploviante:
Bass, Music Composing, Mix and Mastering

I Don't Mind Feat. Patricia Edwards

'mischievous twunts'

twunt = twat + cunt

FS: synth, bass
Scotty: lyrics, vocals, drums, guitar

Let me tell you why I've got my boxer briefs in a bunch.
I've, once again, been victimized by mischievous twunts.
It went down one afternoon, at work, when taking my lunch
break, make no mistake, my belly ached, I was hung-
-ry. So, I went pee, shook my drips, washed my hands
and proceeded to the fridge, opened it up, took a scan.
Then I sifted several times before I thought 'God damn!
Some mischievous twunt, grabbed my lunch and must've ran.'
Because after peering closely at the tables about,
no one was stuffing pulled pork sandwiches in their mouth,
that I prepared, with special care, topped with smoked gouda melt,
and a slice of Hawaiian. I'm not lyin', for I was dealt
this bullshit situation as lunch began racin' by.
I thought, 'Well, no time to dwell,' and then proceeded outside
to my car. It wasn't far, where I could purchase a slice
of 'za. Wolfed it down and barely made it in time.
Through the door, to the floor. Such a devious stunt.
Enjoy the note from my Gems, and lunch, mischievous twunt.

mischievous twunts

For my dear brother Paul who passed away December 14 2023. RIP Brother

Sad World - TheDelta57

I've been away from SoundCloud for a while working on my new album and several writing projects, but the album's nearly done, so I thought I'd emerge from my cocoon and post this song, which means a lot to me. It features my good friend Akmaral Zykayeva on violin. For the past ten years, I've been doing a lot of consulting work in Kazakhstan. I met Akmaral in Almaty, Kazakhstan about six years ago. She is a hugely gifted composer, singer, and violinist who records as "Akmaral Mergen" and also as "Mergen" (Mergen means "woman warrior" in Kazakh).
For this song, Akmaral wrote a beautiful six-violin arrangement, playing all the parts herself.
The photo on the cover is the view from my hotel room in Almaty on one of my trips. In the foreground is Almaty Opera House and in the distance are the snowcapped Tien Shan Mountains (the "Celestial Mountains"). Beyond the mountains is Kyrgyzstan. 
Main guitars on this song are my Taylor GC-5 acoustic and my 1966 Guild Starfire XII (electric twelve-string).
The cricket and bird sounds at the beginning and end were recorded by me with a field recorder in a wild area of southern Wisconsin.
(This song can be found on my "Twilight on Tunnel Road" album, which I'm happy to say won the Alternative Album of the Year award from the Madison Area Music Association.)
LYRICS:
"Let Me Go”
Words & Music by Timothy Walsh

Nothing I say to you makes it untrue.
Let me go—I can’t say how much I love you.

Taking it all away, I can’t bear the day.
In the night I just see your face staring at me.
Let me go.

Seeing I don’t know why, why you must try
to go far away now, climb mountains so high.

Every single day, I’m making my way.
I can’t deal with you gone and I’m not okay.
Let me go.

I don’t say you should not go—closing off the future before you can know.
I just can’t get loose from your strings,
they’re wrapped around my heart entangling all things.

I remember how we used to play, how we used to dance, how we used to run,
dissolving in the moonlight as if we were one.
And all those days, all those times, all those nights we held to each other,
held so tight as if we might lose the one thing we love.

And I think that I can’t go on now,
without you I’m lost, I just don’t know how.
Now the light has gone out of my life,
nothing ahead but torment and strife.

Twilight on Tunnel Road

Let Me Go

House And Home

basic copyright on all tracks.
all of the tracks on here are made with a 12 track boss digital recorder.      to make some sounds more spacious such as the main chords and melodies i have to use 2 tracks at the same time. this is why i try to keep my tracks short because i can only use a limited number of sounds. if i use 2 tracks for bass, drums, chords and melody it only leaves me with 4 tracks for effects and secondary melodies. i prefer to record only one sound on the channels allocated as this avoids problems with volume levels.  i'm not a great musician, but i am also not very good with computers, so this is the only way i can demonstrate my musical ideas.  a big thank you to everyone who listens and comments.........and especially those who like.

A new day, new hope!

clive hawkins

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