October Rain

Rodolfo Planes @rplanes : Bass, Guitar Solo.
Pichy Sotomayor : A Guitar, E Guitar, Orchestration.
Picture: Su Sotomayor
Original song ©2021 Pichy Sotomayor

October Rain

October Rain (Planes / Sotomayor )

L'Enfant Sacré

Fantasy for 2 pianos no. 3

Instrumental: Mathieu (https://on.soundcloud.com/2aosZ)
Paroles et voix: DelhyA

Merci encore à toi Mathieu d’avoir accepté que je travaille sur un de tes sons!🙏🏽😉❤️

                              Just another day 

Encore un jour qui se lève, une nouvelle journée 
Le soleil se réveille sur un autre day 
D’une nuit brève et sans rêve 

Encore un soir où lorsque la lune sera montée  
De tous les bords de ma vie rien n’aura bougé 
Je le sais, just another day 

Maybe one day I will go away pour enfin me trouver
Maybe someday I will find the faith pour ne plus me cacher 

Je regarde ma guitare posée là, figée 
Puis cette page restée blanche de mots évaporés 
Anyway, is there something left to say?

Comment pourrai-je ne pas laisser tout s effacer?
Comment pourrai-je à nouveau sentir mon cœur vibrer?

Across the miles through time and space 
I will chase the Melodies i can retrace 

Today today today, just another day, just another day.

Just Another Day (with Mathieu)- an original song

Something a bit different and out of the ordinary, What have I created now.. 

Written and Produced by Me 

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A song from the 80'
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Lyrics : Henrik Blet

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Kind of musical irony in a way with a horror theme immersed in a jaunty beat: an unintentional result where so often a song writes itself and you decide not to change it.

Caught up in a War

Hear the words why me
See fiery horizons
Eating up ground are black caterpillars
We’re shrinking near the door
They hardly gave a reason
Sleeping is acid raw
Forever is the ceiling

Cause everything we made 
Will be shattered by the day of reckoning
All the icons of love 
Will be broken on the grass just weathering 
We’re caught up in a war

Thinkin’ bout religion
The randomness of Gods
What’s it about us that’s undeserving?
We’re watching on the news
The march of our dementors
We’re lying close and squeezing
Neath fragility of walls

And everything we made 
Will be shattered by the day of reckoning
All the icons of love 
Will be broken on the grass just weathering
We’re caught up in a war

If we could turn back time to days of peace and laughter

CAUGHT UP IN A WAR

Life is rough, and your mind is busy with plans how to make it through the next day. Could you ever stop having the blues? Even as a musician? While jamming a boogie on piano, the phrase stuck in my head and I liked its ambiguity. I am overwhelmed how many people from all over the world joined the session and created an awesome rock'n'roll song. Everybody added their bit and we are very proud of the result. Thank you so much!

Nadine de Macedo (composition, arrangement, piano, solo, programming, production)
Berni Armstrong (vocals, lyrics, arrangement)
Alex Almirall (tenor saxophone, solo)
Jussi Nykänen (guitars, solo)
Andrew Russell (double bass)

Where to find us:
https://www.youtube.com/@nadinedemacedo
https://www.youtube.com/@berniarmstrong
http://www.alexalmirall.com/
https://ajrussell.ca

==== LYRICS ====
I’ve got not time to relax
no time for fun
Time is staring at me
down the barrel of its gun

No time to tie laces,
I’ve got slip on shoes
And worst of all
I’ve got no time for blues

I got no time for blues
No time to be amused
Nor even to watch the TV news
No time to pay my dues
I'm the king of excuses
I got no time - it's such a crime
No time for blues

I got letters to send
I got bills to pay
I have less time to myself
Every single day
I work so many hours
It's a wonder I don't drop
I don't know if these demands
Are ever gonna stop

All of my friends
are in the same boat
Doesn't seem to matter
Who gets your vote
We're working for peanuts
We can't make ends meet
if things don't look up soon
We'll be out on the street

Look at that guy
In his fancy car
He has no idea
How hard things are
When you're working for a wage
But sinking deeper into debt
When I think of the future
I break out in a cold sweat

I got no time for blues
No time to be amused
Nor even to watch the TV news
No time to pay my dues
I'm the king of excuses
I got no time - it's such a crime
No time for blues

Fantasy for 2 pianos no. 3

Colin Bird 2

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