You reflect on silence so melodically, my friend...

Glad you chose to reflect sonically as well as silently. ☼:)

Love the reflection of the piano notes on the guitar. Excellent mix.

Discordes and Silent reflection have a kind of Sati like minimalistic feel that is very appealing...

Trippy and serene, and this guitar is awesome. I love the single-note piano line.

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) 07/2022.
Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Pierre Bordetti

An Electro-Jazz track inspired by one of the very 
beautiful photos brought back by Julie during a recent 
trip to Tanzania.
Many thanks to Julie.

Une piste Electro-Jazz inspirée par l'une des très belles 
photos rapportée par Julie lors d'un récent voyage en 
Tanzanie.
Un grand merci à Julie.

Savanna

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

Tomorrow, 22 August 2022, marks ten years since my brother Bri died. Hard to believe. I remember that day as if it were yesterday. His ashes were released into the River Thames, from the towpath that runs alongside Fulham football ground (quaintly known as ‘Craven Cottage’). He’d been a lifelong supporter of the club so this seemed a very appropriate resting place for him.

For those unaware of the sporting ritual, nearly every year since 1839, there's been a boat race on The Thames between Oxford & Cambridge Universities, held on a course between Putney and Mortlake. It is quite the occasion, with crowds lining the banks of the river for much of the four mile, 374 yard distance. It is broadcast live by the BBC and the Fulham stadium can clearly be seen as the crews row past. Guess who we think of when that happens?

When we were kids, we lived on a housing estate just a couple of minutes from the river, so Boat Race Day was always special. Every family was either a vehement supporter of the light blues of Cambridge or the dark blues of Oxford which seemed quite normal at the time but, thinking back, appears quite odd now. We were all decidedly lower class, with precious little chance of attending any university, let alone Oxbridge. But I clearly remember having a punch up with another kid on the estate because he supported Oxford. Total madness…but in my defence, I was very young at the time.

The family ritual was to watch the race on the telly until it reached Hammersmith Bridge, run to the river to watch the boats go by and then run back to see the finish. You still hear folks say “We had to make our own fun in those days” and I rather think this custom now falls into that deeply enigmatic category.

So that’s how Bri’s death has become inextricably linked to The Boat Race and the thoughts I have of him when the drone cameras look down upon the crews as they zoom past Craven Cottage. The fond memories always win out over the political bewilderment…and, strange as it may seem, I still want Cambridge to win.

For you, Bri. We miss you. (Terry Reeves)

Ten years of ashes floating, reasons to find
Connected thoughts search sensitive mind
Watery echoes continue, grieving combined
Reluctant tidal memories, questions behind

Never to forget you're all part of me

Cambridge beat Oxford, repair some sorrow 
But cannot add smiles to a never tomorrow 
A two to one chance, exciting times borrow 
History growing up, running riverside to follow

Never to forget you're all part of me

Ten years have past left me standing here
No harmony practice, new song to appear
Every heartbeat 4/4 beat counting each year 
Independence not requested, vocal unclear

Never to forget you're all part of me

From Birth to final moments always there
No feeling exchanged or choosing to care
50 years of musical lifetime joined with stare 
Total love for a brother, dreams cannot share

Never to forget you're all part of me
Never to forget you’re all part of me

RELEASE THE ASHES - CRIPPLE CLUB & HANS ALBERS

LA TOUR EIFFEL LA TOUR EIFFEL

UN AN DERRIÈRE ET TANT DE TEMPS DEVANT CHARLOTTE
UNE BULLE D’AIR N’EST PAS PLUS LÉGÈRE CHARLOTTE
AND ONE DESTINATION FROM ONE GENERATION TO THE NEXT
LA VILLE DES LUMIÈRES
OF COURSE THE EIFFEL TOWER
LES TUILERIES
LA PLACE DES VOSGES
ET SI J’OSE

I WISH YOU GOOD AND A MILLION HAPPY RETURNS CHARLOTTE
UNE VIE DE RÊVE ET MAINTENANT TRÈVE
DE PARLOTTE
JUST ONE DESTINATION THROUGH ALL GENERATIONS 
PEACE AND LOVE
LA VILLE DES LUMIÈRES OF COURSE A LITTLE FLOWER LES TUILERIES
LA PLACE DES VOSGES
LA VIE EN ROSE
LA TOUR EIFFEL

UN AN DERRIÈRE ET TANT DE TEMPS DEVANT CHARLOTTE
UN SOUFFLE D’AIR SUR TA BOUGIE PREMIÈRE CHARLOTTE
AND ONE DESTINATION FROM ONE GENERATION TO THE NEXT
A HAPPY FAMILY FROM FRANK TO JEREMY HMM DARLING CLEMENTINE A CUDDLE WITH CASH
COCO CHANEL 
LA TOUR EIFFEL
I WISH YOU WELL 
LA TOUR EIFFEL
LA TOUR EIFFEL

LA TOUR EIFFEL (Lyrics) Song for Charlotte

DANCING ON THE TABLE

LESLYE ALEXANDER IS HER GIVEN NAME
SOIXANTE PIGES AU COMPTEUR
I’VE BEEN THROUGH THE SAME
BUT GENEROSITY IS HER SECOND NAME
C’EST LA DAME DE CŒUR
IF LIFE IS A GAME

GIVING FORGIVING, AND IN NAPA VALLEY
DANCING ON THE TABLE JUST FOR BEING HAPPY

IF YOU DON’T BELIEVE GO ASK MAGGI
ET JE SUIS SÛR QUE GRIFF SERA BIEN D’ACCORD
ASHLYE CHLOE YOU CAN EVEN ASK ME
THERE’S SOMETHING WITH LESLYE QUI FAIT QU’ON L’ADORE

COOKING TEACHING AND IN NAPA VALLEY
DANCING ON THE TABLE JUST FOR BEING HAPPY

BEING BORN THE DAY OF THE REVOLUTION
PROFESSEUR D’HISTOIRE SERAIT-CE UN HASARD?
BUT TODAY IS THE DAY OF YOUR CELEBRATION
A CHILLED MARTINI C’EST CE QUE JE VAIS BOIRE CE SOIR

DRINKING LOVING AND IN NAPA VALLEY
DANCING ON THE TABLE TOP  JUST FOR BEING HAPPY
DRINKING LOVING AND IN NAPA VALLEY
DANCING ON THE TABLE JUST FOR BEING HAPPY

DANCING ON THE TABLE (Lyrics) song for Leslye

Introduction in English:

Last year, my wife and me bought a cottage on the Baltic Sea. It was to be something like our retirement home for the next thirty years. 
Unfortunately, this vision has so far been thwarted by our increasingly resentful neighbours. Consideration is a foreign word for them. They let their children play loud basketball as long as they want; they grill foul-smelling meat as long as they want and they party as long as they want. 
If you ask them nicely to be quiet, you will be dismissed with slogans like "We don't give a shit", "Move away if you don't like it" or "We'll do what we like".
In my helplessness and speechlessness over this dissocial stubbornness, I came across an old Beatles song called "Not a Second Time". Of course, it was composed by John Lennon in 1963 in a completely different context.
But its lyrics fit just as well with my desperate and so far largely unheard plea for more neighbourly consideration. - In particular, the lines: "You're giving me the same old line/ I'm wondering why/You hurt me then/ you're back again/No, no, no, not a second time“ sum up our current plight with these self-centred neighbours.
And as always with covers, my aim is not to get as close as possible to the original, but to transform it into a Karlit-O-Kay sound design.
The picture cover for the song is by German artist Markus Schuke.

Einleitung auf Deutsch:

Letztes Jahr kauften meine Frau und ich an der Ostsee ein Häuschen. Es sollte so etwas wie unser Alters- und Ruhesitz für die nächsten dreißig Jahre werden. 
Leider wurde diese Vision bisher von unseren zunehmend renitenten Nachbarn durchkreuzt. Rücksichtnahme ist für sie ein Fremdwort. Sie lassen ihre Kinder lautstark Basketball spielen, solange die wollen; sie grillen übelriechendes Fleisch, so lange sie wollen und sie machen Party, so lange sie wollen. 
Bittet man sie freundlich um Ruhe, wird man mit Sprüchen wie "Ist uns doch scheißegal", "Ziehen Sie doch weg, wenn es Ihnen nicht paßt" oder "Wir machen, was uns passt" abgefertigt.
In meiner Ohnmacht und Sprachlosigkeit ob dieser dissozialen Dickfelligkeit stieß ich auf einen alten Song der Beatles namens "Not a Second time". Der ist natürlich damals 1963 von John Lennon in einem ganz anderen Zusammenhang komponiert worden.
Seine Textzeilen passen aber ebenso gut zu meinem verzweifelten und bisher weitgehend unerhört gebliebenen Bitten um mehr nachbarschaftliche Rücksichtnahme. – Insbesondere die Zeilen „You're giving me the same old line/ I'm wondering why/You hurt me then/ you're back again/No, no, no, not a second time“ bringen unsere derzeitige Not mit diesen egozentrischen Nachbarn auf den Punkt, 
Und wie stets bei Covern geht es mir nicht darum, dem Original möglichst nahe zu kommen, sondern dieses in ein Karlit-O-Kay- Sounddesign zu transformieren.
Das Bild-Cover zu dem Song stammt von dem deutschen Künstler Markus Schuke.

Not a Second Time

Not A Second Time (Lennon/Mccartney)

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) 08/2023.
Composed, arranged, performed, produced and Jacket by:
Pierre Bordetti

This pressing desire that one feels when one arrives at the beach, 
to finally dive with delight into the water
Gigaro Beach July 2023.

Cette envie pressante que l'on ressent lorsqu'on arrive à la plage, et  enfin plonger avec délice dans l'eau 
Plage de Gigaro Juillet 2023.

Hurry to dive

Hurry To Dive

WHO LOVES A COWBELL IN A MINOR KEY
IT HAS TO BE YOU WHO ELSE COULD IT BE
WHO LIVES
IN THE SNOWY MOUNTAINS WITH TIM TONI
IT HAS TO BE YOU IT COULDN’T BE ME

NO NO OUI OUI
OH OH
TU ES BELLE MELISSA ÇA ON ME L’A DIT
AH AH

WHO LIKES 
DISCO BALLS & BEEF SHORT RIBS
EVERYTHING THAT SPARKLES JUST LIKE MOST OF THE KIDS
ET QUI AIME MAHLER ET PLEURE À L’OPÉRA
C’EST TOI MELISSA, QUELQU’UN M’A DIT ÇA
AH AH 
OH OH
YEAH YEAH
AH AH

WHO LOVES MONTY THE MAREMMA 
IT HAS TO BE YOU MAIS ÇA POURAIT ÊTRE MOI
COS I CAN TESTIFY HE’S A KING OF A DOG
JUST LIKE FOR THE VIKINGS RAGNAR LODBROG

A COUSIN OF MINE IF YOU CARE TO KNOW…

WHO LOVES THE ALL BLACKS AND MARZIPAN
QUI AIME LE RUGBY  ET LE MASSEPAIN
LES ROSES LA VIE, ETC…
HOW DO I KNOW HAVE A GUESS MELISSA

OH OH
YEAH YEAH

MONTY THE MAREMMA (Lyrics) song for Melissa

BUILDING DESIRE THAT’S OUR HOOK UP WE NEVER TIRE,
  NEVER GIVE UP
 LET’S RAISE A GLASS TO DEAN MARCUS
 AND HAVE A TOAST TO JIM SPEEDCHIC
 LET’S PRAISE OUR SWEET HOCUS POCUS
 WAY TO SEDUCE THEM FUNKY FREAKS
COS WE DON’T PAY TOO MUCH ATTENTION TO ANY OF THESE WANNABES  AND ANYWAY THE ONLY QUESTION 
IS NOT TO BE BUT B2B
      
BUILDING DESIRE THAT’S OUR HOOK UP WE NEVER TIRE,
NEVER GIVE UP

HEATHER RICHARD DAVID EMMA EXPERTS IN SO MANY DOMAINS  NOT TO MENTION CLAIRE DANIEL ANNA CREATING FAME AIN’T THAT A SHAME
BUT EVEN IN OUR WILDEST DREAMS WE’LL NEVER GET IT’S CLEAR TO SEE CLOSE TO THE LEGENDARY TEAM MUCH WELL KNOWN AS THE B2C

BUILDING DESIRE THAT’S OUR HOOK UP WE NEVER TIRE,
NEVER GIVE UP
WHEN YOU HAVE THUNDER AT THE WHEEL SMOKING CHEESE AND ECO- FRIENDLY YOU CAN TELL THERE’S A MAGIC FEEL 
TO OUR MARKETING STRATEGY
BUT NO MATTER HOW GOOD WE KNOW WE ARE WE GOTTA KEEP THINGS ON THE GO 
PERFORMING THROUGH SOME WEBINAR
 AND KEEPING OUR DUCKS IN A ROW
 BUILDING DESIRE THAT’S OUR HOOK UP WE NEVER TIRE,
  NEVER GIVE UP

TONIGHT MY FRIENDS LET’S HAVE SOME WINE AND DROWN OUR DEEP DEEP AFFLICTION 
OF THROWING ALL OUR PEARLS TO SWINE TRYING TO GRAB THEIR HIGH ATTENTION
MAKE SURE THAT OUR TMPNESS PERFORMING ALL THOSE MLQs  WON’T TURN INTO TMTNESS 
AND REMAIN HAPPY FRIENDLY SHMOOZE

BUILDING DESIRE THAT’S OUR HOOK UP WE NEVER TIRE, 
NEVER GIVE UP
ad lib...

DUCKS IN A ROW  (Lyrics) song for David

IL MARCHE IL VA
OÙ VONT SES PAS
OÙ VONT SES PAS ?
IL SAIT PAS MAIS IL VA
IL Y VA

IL MARCHE IL VA 
IL SUIT SA VOIE
IL CROIT TOUT CE QU’IL VOIT
ET IL VOIT TOUT CE QU’IL CROIT  
C’EST LA ROUTE DE LA SOIE

IL MARCHE IL VA
SANS TOIT NI LOI
DE BRAS EN BRAS ABRACADBRA
IL Y VA

ET TOI DIS-MOI
A QUOI TU CROIS
OÙ VONT TES PAS
T’EN SAIS RIEN MAIS T’Y VAS


IL MARCHE IL VA
IL TRAINE SA CARCASSE ET IL PORTE SA CROIX
LA CARAVANE PASSE ET LES CHIENS ABOIENT
OÙ VONT SES PAS
IL SAIT PAS MAIS IL VA

IL MARCHE IL VA

IL VA (Lyrics) +B. Browning  vcls

OUT OF HERE instrumental

Réflexion silencieuse...

La musique fait partie de moi depuis toujours :je pense ,je respire, je rêve, ..au rythme de la musique !
Avec quelques années de guitare et piano.., 
je reviens vers la musique pour essayer de  traduire toutes les émotions que j'ai rencontrées :les joies ,les peines ,les espérances et les souffrances .
toutes ces "choses de la vie " et ces maux que les mots ne suffisent pas à exprimer... !
avec une pointe d'humour pour adoucir ..!



Réflexion silencieuse...

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