I like the way this progression works and the harmonies you made for it. Nice easy feel. Durge

Lovely tune colin another beatifully put together track 

Great song, a pitty the guitarsound is not better. Better record the guitar with a mike!

love the harmonies and wonderful instrumentation...peaceful sound. Creative vivid lyrics.

Great mix of music and vocals--lovely song and guitar picking !!!

Voix par Dominique Briand
Paroles, musique et arrangements par Alain Guérin (https://soundcloud.com/user-233987240)
Illustration : aquarelle par Alain Guérin
Merci Alain, de m’avoir offert de chanter cette belle chanson.

Vocals by Dominique Briand
Lyrics, music and arrangements by Alain Guérin (https://soundcloud.com/user-233987240)
Artwork: aquarelle by Alain Guérin
Thanks Alain, to having offered me to sing this beautiful song.

LES REDOUTABLES FANTAISIES

Dans les déserts abandonnés
Pleure le silence du verbe « Aimer »
A la recherche de compagnons
Pour des voyages qui sentent bons.
L’amour, l’espoir, les essentiels
Brillent des yeux dans leurs sommeils
Mais les moments « c’est pas la joie »
Il y’a des jours où çà l’fait pas.

Si lourdes deviennent les atmosphères
Que même les riens marchent de travers
A s’inventer une existence
Dans un combat perdu d’avance.
La vie manque d’Auguste, de clowns
Mais elle est bien faite pour qui tourne
Dans l’bon sens pour certains, pas d’autres
On dit qu’a pas d’chance, c’est la faute.

Aller plus loin vers un ailleurs
Ce monde est-il vraiment meilleur ?
A voir que tout çà leur échappe
Ils traînent la poisse, fil à la patte.
Ils prient d’un cœur qui s’agenouille
Parlent sans voix quand les yeux mouillent
Et quand les ch’veux deviennent gris
Ces combattants partent aux abris.

Leurs redoutables fantaisies
De leurs coups d’sang en mal d’amis
Vivent cachées sous la lumière
De l’état d’âme qui désespère.
Le monde est fait à double face
Un côté pauvre, un côté lâche
Leurs redoutables fantaisies
Sauv’ront un jour leurs tristes vies.
 Les redoutables fantaisies
Nous en ferons des ennemis
Les redoutables fantaisies


THE FORMIDABLE FANTASIES

In the abandoned deserts
Weeps the silence of the verb « to love »
Looking for companions
For trips that smell nice
Love, hope, essentials
Shining eyes in their sleep
But the moments « it’s not joyful »
At times it doesn’t

So heavy become the ambiances
That even the nothings go wrong
Trying to make up an existence
Dans un combat perdu d’avance.
In a fight lost beforehand
Life lacks Auguste and clowns
But it’s well made for whoever runs smoothly
In the right way for some, not others
It’s said that it’s just bad luck

Go further for elsewhere
Is this world really better?
To see all this gets away from them
They carry the plague, toe to toe
They pray with a kneeling heart
Talk speachless when eyes get wet
And when the hair turns gray
The fighters go to shelters.

Their formidable fantasies
From their blood rushes hurting for friends
Live hidden under the light
From the desperate state of mind
The world is a two-sided place
One poor side, one coward side
Their formidable fantasies
Will one day save their sad lives
Their formidable fantasies
We’ll make enemies of them
Their formidable fantasies

Les redoutables fantaisies (reprise Alain Guérin) Texte, musique et arrangements par Alain Guérin

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A New Horizon

Don't Mess Around with Bruno

I guess I'm into the flute thing lately..... Just want peace

Lullabye For Peace

Song written by a wonderful lifelong friend and collaborator. Leland Scott.

Hey Clyde

This morning a rough  one take on this beautiful song from Leonard Cohen.


I hope you are all ok out there <3

Vocals, guitar - Lizzie Taypen
Cover Artwork - Lizzie Pentland

Tonight Will Be Fine (Leonard Cohen)

sessions 47

Having Fun on my 50th Birthday
Enjoy and thank you to all the folks who've been tuning in and enjoying my musical journey.
Inspired by Raymond Stull's Haiku that I was u able to complete.

Inspiration Flows

Brand new song from the depths of the Bunker

Pick and Mix

Broken hearts, beckoning the door
The urge to tread, where none have trod before.
To leave your thoughts like candy in the jar.
Sugar sweet then choose your lucky star.
Life leaves her memory stick
So we can pick n mix

Closing down still something of regret
Betraying tongues, forgiving to forget
That's Caramel and toffee on your lip.
Well I prefer soft centredness to this
Love wields her memory stick
So we can pick n mix

Dusted sweetness gathered through the years
Sit side by side with soured souvenirs
Stand back a little bit
If you need a sugar fix
Then we can pick and mix.

new 

Pick and Mix

Our new track, Keep Away From The Funky Stuff, features the burning bass of Mirko "Stringburner" Borach.  Mirko's rhythm and articulation is so tight and we're pushing here again together.

Follow his deep bass work:  https://soundcloud.com/stringburner
And for a playlist of the 70 recordings we have done together:  https://soundcloud.com/jamie-rhind/sets/stretching-it-out-with

Stay low these holidays - mask up, social distance and wash your hands.  Be safe

Keep Away From The Funky Stuff - Mirko Borach /Jamie Rhind

IPG1 - Vocals & Lyrics https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/taking-it-back-vocals-95-bpm
MOSNAR DET - Remixing, Drum Programming, Synths
Special thanks to Ian for offering up another 🔥🔥🔥 open collab! check out his many profiles!

IPG1 - Taking It Back (open Collab) MZRPKLPS Remix

This song is a similar theme to "fold yourself away" and written around the same time 💜 

Silence inside me

So small my hand in yours,
as you lead me to the door.
My body's not my own,
in my fist a perfect stone.
Focus on the line of light,
imagine everything's alright...
Silence inside me.

And the stars replace themselves, memories are left on shelves.
Always honouring the name, nothing left to hide the shame.
Focus on the line of line, fold up small and out of sight.
Silence inside me.

Piano standing in the dust, broken things all full of rust.
Play the music from my soul, lifts me from the dark and cold, Focus on the line of light, until it fades out of sight..
Silence inside me.

A perfect stone
Who would have known
you could have flown away

Pressure growing in my brain, flames crawling down the lane, faded yellow window pane, holding long forgotten blame.
Focus on the line of light, imagine everything's alright

Silence inside me.

See the sky it's turning bright, I see the sky I see the light.
I see the sky it's turning bright, I see the sky I see the light.
I see the sky I see the light
I see the sky I see the light
Little girl I hold you in my dreams, little girl I hold you in my dreams.


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