I Don't Wannabe (Your 51st State) - Pop/Rock Version

Mr. President, a moment if you please
We used to be like brothers now you're coming after me
Mm-hmm we fought together, died together too
And I can't believe this nightmare is all because of you
So let me say to USA as nicely as I can
To leave it along and let us just be friends
Talkin' 'bout my home, my true North, Strong & Free
And like the song says, baby, We Stand On Guard for Thee

I don't
I don't wanna
Don't wannabe
I don't wannabe your 51st state, no
I don't
I don't wanna
Don't wannabe
Don't wannabe your 51st state now

Friends like us gotta find a way
To make things right for the USA
Friends and family across the border
It's elbows up when we get in the corner
Where we live is happy home
Reaching for something that ain't your own
We understand you want to grow
Our advice, just leave it alone

I don't
I don't wanna
Don't wannabe
I don't wannabe your 51st state, no
I don't
I don't wanna
Don't wanna
Don't wannabe your 51st state now

Cover Art: Cheetah Girl

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I Don't Wannabe (Your 51st State) [Pop/Rock]

I Don't Wannabe (Your 51st State) - Pop/Rock REMIX

Giving And Taking
------Cloud Stepping
(Chorus)
Life is relative, to the one that’s living it
Inside outlook, to giving and taking it
Experience god’s works, all senses
We were given just a little bit
We couldn’t handle it all 
the few we have can nearly fit---NOT barely
the few we have can nearly fit

(Verse1)
If we knew it all, and all
Then nothing would matter
It’s all a puzzle to be solved
We have always been the answer
The plan of god without reward
Evolves in different ways
We are all awake in different dreams
To let the devil play

(Verse2)
Who amongst us hear the screams
Of millions of lives lost, 
and don’t look on it as savagery
And wonder what’s the cost
What’s the worth, and what’s the cost
Are we listening or not
Are we listening or not

Giving And Taking

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocal
Gary Reeves: Toms
Hans Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement & Production

Photo of Max from The Albers' Archive

What to say about Maximilian?
There are so many things to be told: a lifetime of 24 years, full of special moments, joys, fears, sorrows, worries, hopes, dreams, ups, downs, progress, regress, searching, finding, winning, losing, restlessness, peace...
His life had begun with an extremely difficult birth, almost as if the world didn’t want him. They told us he had a life-threatening infection, there were probably holes in his lungs and he obviously had no kidneys. In total, his chances of surviving were exceedingly slim. However, after endless weeks of both despair and hope, he overcame the infection, the diagnosis of holes in his lungs turned out to be totally wrong and they even discovered a kidney.  Just one maybe but at least it worked perfectly.  His journey into existence had begun.
As he grew, so did the never-ending nightmare of problems, challenges and battles, until we began to wonder what could possibly happen next.  Through it all, Max took every opportunity to accumulate extreme experiences - never hiding, always   seeking.  For that, we loved him even more…and even more it broke our hearts that we couldn’t help him find what he was looking for.
But suddenly, as the Summer of 2011 dawned, his troubles seemed to merely fade away.  Was he just arriving in life, coming of age, finding his place in society?  To be honest, we hadn’t the faintest idea.  But it was abundantly clear that, having always been an underdog, that same unwelcoming world had simply started to like and respect him.  He began to realise his many talents, enjoying his job as never before, finally becoming something he had never been - happy.
Fast forward to the gorgeous Summer evening of June 28th, the eve of a 4-week vacation to which he had been looking forward so very much.  A smile on his face, he said he was in the mood to go jogging, something he loved. Sometimes, he ran and ran for ages.  He’d been gone about 3 hours, quite a long time even for him, so Carina called his phone and he answered, cheerfully telling her not to worry and assuring her he’d be home very soon.  Seconds after the call, out of the blue, he collapsed.  A pulmonary embolism.  They told us he died instantly. 
Max, we have no words for what happened, nor for the eternal gratitude we feel for every single second of your life.  We do know we will never stop loving you.”
(Hans & Carina Albers)

Small chance of survival, words from the first day
Stretching all emotions not a single which way
Asking whys and reasons, a chance to breathe long
Heartbreaking moments, hopes remained strong

Such a short distance, but a life running miles
Bring every sensation, fear to a million smiles
Experience not forgotten, continuous hug of care      
Born with fighting spirit, giving back more to share

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

Every challenge building, inner muscles to be felt
Secret ways to be happy, never question hand dealt         
Complication of thinking to find a new sentence 
Pathways to friendships, dreams of acceptance

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

A vision full of truth with strength to admire
Finding a hidden talent, past helping to aspire 
No journey of distance could prevent direction
A phone call assurance became last connection

It’s hard to find words, express feelings remaining 
Deep down inside shell, empty, sad, self-complaining 
But we will never forget our boy hero from birth
Brought love and kindness, past and future unblurred

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, will never forget
24 years of love…

MAXIMILIAN - CRIPPLE CLUB  (Please Read Description)

She should have left that damn bird alone

Mama Saw A Bird

Un peu de poésie pour mes amis musiciens et musiciennes

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CAZpfC6K4p8

[Verse] 
Je marche au bord d'un rêve oublié 
Le vent murmure des mots enchantés 
Les étoiles brillent mais je suis perdu 
Un chemin flou dans l'inconnu 
[Verse 2] 
Sous la lune je cherche une lumière 
Un écho doux d'un amour sincère 
Les feuilles dansent au son du passé 
Chaque pas me fait vibrer 
[Chorus] 
Mon âme danse au rythme du silence 
Chaque note porte mon espérance 
Les ombres jouent une mélodie 
Dans ce chaos je trouve ma vie 
[Bridge] 
Un saxophone pleure dans la nuit 
Un cor résonne et apaise l'ennui 
Les cordes vibrantes comme un cœur battant 
Tout s'accorde dans ce doux instant 
[Verse 3] 
Le clavier chante une histoire d'hier 
La harpe tisse des rêves éphémères 
Les tambours grondent comme des secrets 
Et mon âme s'envole en liberté 
[Chorus] 
Mon âme danse au rythme du silence 
Chaque note porte mon espérance 
Les ombres jouent une mélodie 
Dans ce chaos je trouve ma vie

Un rêve oublié

I composed this music in response to a contest. Astrophysics fascinates me, so what a pleasure to compose a melody on the piano while immersed in the poetic space images of The Tree of Life by Terrence Malick (proposed to illustrate with a composition). Especially since I was showing off my new keyboard called Astrolab... I saw this film 10 years ago and have memories of it that are divided between formal beauty, philosophical questioning and a feeling of oppression. I thought it needed repetition, evolution and accident, gentleness and intensity, hope and inevitability, smallness and grandeur...

J'ai composé cette musique en réponse à un concours. L'astrophysique me passionne, alors quel plaisir de composer une mélodie au piano en immersion dans les images spatio poétiques de The Tree of Life de Terrence Malick (proposées pour être illustrée par une composition). D'autant que j'étrennais mon nouveau clavier nommé Astrolab... J'ai vu ce film il y a 10 ans et en conserve un souvenir partagé entre beauté formelle, questionnement philosophique et sentiment d'oppression. J'ai pensé qu'il fallait de la répétition, de l'évolution et un accident, de la douceur et de l'intensité, de l'espoir et de l'inéluctable, de la petitesse et de la grandeur...

Tree of life

lyrics

life is so short
why would leave me 
life is so short
it's time bereave
life is so short
why do you insist
on living without me

short, so short
it's napoleon 
it's napoleon
it's napoleon

life is so short
why would you waste your time
waste your time
waste your time without me

no more

life is so short

Well , he's a very naughty young man , but his dad will forgive him anything , and will always be his shield . Maybe he'll grow up and stop being stupid , maybe not , but it's only a made up story so who the hell cares anyway , I do hope you like it !
This song competition me and Kim are in seems to be going on forever , please vote for us
http://hofa-contest.com/song/19226/
Next up is a belter from me and Gaz , and real drummer Ken  oooo !
Loads to come after that , this year is going by so quickly , it'll be Xmas before you can say " Too expensive ! "
Me and Charlotte's album still needs more plays , give it a whirl when you have some spare time .
Links are below . Thank you everyone for listening
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_nWWNcrIRv08J_eEbL7MJ_1UTdMo0MjJLM
https://open.spotify.com/album/78ewrWZjS41XvHT9mFWd6O?si=yDMcRADSSrOdWlanz6UPMw

The Shield

Celestial Memory

The Wanted - Glad You Came, lovely piano ballad

Album mêlant titres de rock et néo-classique, le tout dans une ambiance rebelle et mélancolique 

Thème (Partie 7)

Close to Robert is a French composer born in Scotland, pianist, producer and environmental activist, formerly elected to the town hall of Toulouse, France. 
His music mixes pop melodies, crooner voice, catchy bass lines, jazzy piano and synth solos. 
His compositions would be different without the Beatles, Bowie, Gainsbourg, Bashung, 80s Pop, the Roland JX3P synth... Close to Robert likes eclectic musicians, pop in the broad sense, like Chilly Gonzales, Jeanne Added, The Divine Comedy, Lana del Rey, Benjamin Biolay, Emilie Simon, Sébastien Tellier, Get Well Soon...
Ecology takes a major place in his lyrics, in a perspective that is both realistic and optimistic, because we have no other choice but to believe in humanity.