Pot au noir :zone météorologique instable, où les vents sont changeants et difficiles à prévoir. # Doldrums: unstable meteorological zone where the winds are changeable and difficult to forecast.

The Doldrums
I’m no Vasco de Gama,
I’m nothing like a Genoese sailor.
My horizon Is blocked,
The story hasn’t moved forward
My life looks like,
Believe me, I swear,
My life looks like
The doldrums.
In my shell, it pitches and rolls
Since you left,
And methodically, I sink,
I’m quite borderline.
Always the same horizon,
A line of "I love you"
That forms a whirlpool
And pulls me down.
My life looks like,
Believe me, I swear,
My life looks like
The doldrums.
I’ve wasted my strength and my breath,
The weight of the air suffocates me.
I throw my heart overboard,
And leave it all to fate.
I can escape the traps,
The ocean protects me.
It knows how to dissolve sorrow,
It knows how to console sailors.
My life looks like,
Believe me, I swear,
My life looks like
The doldrums.
I’m no Vasco de Gama,
I’m nothing like a Genoese sailor.
The horizon is starting to move,
The water is starting to stir.
I’m sailing beyond,
Believe me, I swear,
I’m sailing beyond
The doldrums.

Pot au noir

Melodic progressive composition with poetry reading
https://open.spotify.com/album/0sleKeZmZbkejQljK1mGpp?si=bUnGwLpjQvqm3ODZSZqAMg

Одинокий космос (Alone in Space)

Terra Sapiens - Одинокий Космос (Alone In Space)

Harsh Landscape

In these crazy times, everyone needs a cheerful  song. Hopefully, you'll enjoy this Folk/Jazz/ hybrid with a Ska ending.
Why not take a walk on a perfect day in Mr. Shade's neighborhood?

Lyrics:
I used to spend my days
Grinding my axe
I never knew how to relax
I could get  hung up on a memory
Ohh, that's my half assed symmetry
Walking down the street
Shuffling to my beat
The sky overhead
And the earth at my feet
I've packed up my problems
Put them in the backseat
I'm working on my karma balance sheet

I just wanna get high all day
By staring in your perfect face
Look into infinity
I'm in the vicinity
Of a perfect time and place

"Hello there, neighbor!"
"Hello, friends."
"Hello neighborhood dogs and cats"

Oh, I used to get hung up on a memory
That's my half assed symmetry
Walking down the street
Shuffling to my own beat
The sky overhead
The earth at my feet
Going to the house where we meet
The dogs in the neighborhood
They're grinning through their teeth

I just wanna get high all day
By staring into your perfect face
Look into infinity
I'm in the vicinity
You never know when you're making a memory

Here I go. 
I think I'm gonna take a little walk in my neighborhood
Hey Universe!
What do you have in store for me today?
I've got a little sunshine therapy coming on!
Yeah! You know I do
I just wanna get high all day
By looking into your perfect face
High all day
I don't need nothing
Nothing but your perfect face
I feel like I'm in the perfect time and space

Your Perfect Face

Blue Light

Release Date: 09.01.2025

Thanks to Rasster Samples for the Vocals

Atanga ( Deep House Version )

Connecticut - Hartford rain

Space Solfege Chemistry

Space Solfege Laboratory

MIX/MASTER: Mariosyjp

LYRIC
Faced with the knowledge 
No one knows that much 
Put your brain in sleep mode
Except your plans for lunch 
You need your nutrition 
As you contemplate 
Can you go home early 
When you came in late

Oh go on and try
Trying’s always worth a try 
Throw caution to the wind
But should it boomerang
Forget what I just sang  
Catch it on the fly, it’s worth a try

Cry to the heavens 
Curse the world to hell
But keep it to a whisper 
There’s no need to yell 
Everyone is busy
Most are on their phone
If you’re waiting on an answer
Better check your own

Still, go on and try
Trying’s always worth a try 
Gather your resources
Pack clean underwear
As if someone will care
Shout out “do or die!” 
It’s worth a try

Take your best shot
Give it all you got
And if you spot
A chance, then pounce
Serve up your last ounce
Of nerve then announce…Well I tried

So a boulder is waiting
Head down, bend your knees
From here it’s all uphill
And Sisyphus agrees
When you get to the top
Take a look around
While your back is turned
The boulder rolls back down

Sure, go on and try
Trying’s always worth a try 
This might be the puzzle
Where all the pieces fit
It’s no time to quit
Raise your hopes up high
Watch that frail bird fly
’Til an eagle drops from the sky
Oh my
Sigh
It was worth a try

Worth A Try

electric orchestra

NOTICE: I DO NOT PAY FOR PROMOTION. EVER.

SPOTLIGHT: With "Half My Life" and "we get so lonely we could die," Sexagenarian Vol VI now has eleven of its planned 12 tracks. Check out the other five (5!) volumes of Sexagenarian as well. 

BIO: I started writing songs in high school (1969-1973!) and I've pretty much never stopped. These are mostly solo recording projects (my brother, Fog City Fogey, contributes sometimes).  I don't do much self-promotion, not a fan of Repost Exchange etc, so all of you who find this page and like a song or two - you are truly appreciated!

Worth A Try

CW Mullins