New song written and recorded by Indio Romero

Headlights

For my Children and Pupils!! It's the time! Take fly! Let's surf on the Waves of Life.

It's the time! Take fly!

Lovesong légère subventionnée par Monsieur Meubles...
Love ballad subsidised by a famous French furniture shop...: I wish I were a chair...

Here I try a translation in english for those who want to know what this is about...
#lyrics

I wish I were a chair
To hold you in my arms
You’d be sitting at ease
At meal times
At tea time I would be
right in the living room
the perfect option
For your conversation

If we fancy a nap
we’ll change continents
Switch from Louis XVI
To a swinging hammock 
I will take you all in
On the braided fabric
I will gently rock you 
From your head to your toes

When bedtime comes
My velvet backrest
Would make you want
To talk about love
Your gaze resting
On my satin arms,
what a Privilege, intrewined
Until the morning comes


But you should beware
If you move too much
If you get restless
seeking for something new
maybe something better
Here is my hypothesis
You might one day fall down
Fall down from this chair

Small couch or Méridienne 
Or charming sofa
No matter the divan
As long as bliss is here
Both of us lying down
Under the soft duvet
Slowly falling asleep
Breathing in the thrill

Je voudrais être une chaise

After I wrote the song "Leone" a friend suggested that the song told too much of the story.  Since he's a proper successful musician who knows a lot I took his advice to heart.  I changed the lyrics so that they told less of the story.  I suppose he was right about the song, but I never felt completely satisfied with the results.  lI suppose I've felt that the new version, the one that's been on this site for a long time, was somehow less honest.  So I've restored the original lyrics, remixed, remastered the song and given it a new name.
Feb 2, 2025.

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
She shared her name with her car
Funny what memories do
Except for the end of her tale
Her name and her car were all that I knew

Verse 2:
I really didn’t know her at all
But even now I remember her name
The thing thing that made her easy to recall
Her name and her car’s were exactly the same

Chorus 1:
Leone was a friend of my first wife
After we split I didn’t see her any more
A Subaru Leone - that's the car that she drove
They stopped making those cars in 1994

Verse 3:
I’m not going to tell you the story
You can look it up for yourself
Boxing Day 2004
If you’re old enough you'll remember it well

Verse 4:
She was lost with so many
A quarter of a million on that day alone
So many people died on that day
But Leone was the only one I’d ever known

Chorus 2:
Tragedies happen all of the time
Somewhere in the world every day
We've all felt the ripples in time
No matter how far away

Verse 5:
Big stories and small
All those beginnings and ends
Leone's final story was sad story
It’s mostly remembered by her family and friends

Verse 6:
She shared her name with her car
Funny what memories do
Except for the end of her tale
Her name and her car were all that I knew

Shared Her Name

Ce titre, composé originalement en 1994 et réarrangé en 2024 pour MCDC fait parti de la trilogie  ‘des amours tumultueux’ du micro-album PHONOGRAPHE de MCDC .  Il parle des états d'âme d’une personne amoureuse qui vient d'être trompée et qui est triste et en colère. Le rythme soutenu  de la pièce  démontre une force de caractère de la personne face à cette trahison. 

This title, originally composed in 1994 and rearranged in 2024 for MCDC is part of the trilogy 'of tumultuous loves' from the micro-album PHONOGRAPHE by MCDC.  He talks about the states of mind of a lover who has just been deceived and who is sad and angry. The sustained rhythm of the play demonstrates the strength of character of this lover in the face of this betrayal.


Musiciennes et musiciens :

Marie-Christine Tremblay : vocal
Denis Caouette : paroles et musique et arrangements, guitares, back vocals et programmation.
Les M’s  aux brass :
Marlène Claveau : Sax Alto
Michel Otis : Sax ténor et piano
André Lessard : Trompette
Martin Tremblay : Trombone
Sébastien Savard : Violons
Frank Corneau : Basse
David Simard : Batterie
Martin Larose (Studio Septentrio) : Réalisation

PHONOGRAPHE

Infidèle

On this one, I'm working from sorrow and not wanting to work, but I forced myself to. A one day production, I hope everyone enjoys. Totally from my heart ❤️ 

One more time

if Green was not a Color

Apple Music

Silence

Translation belove 

Paroles et chant de Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel
Musique de Myckaël Marcovic
Illustration d'Annie Madec

Amour et mort et fleurs fanées

Dans le jardin où dort l’absence
J’ai vu ton ombre au pied des lys
Là où le vent chante en silence
Vers oubliés de nos prémices

Refrain :
Amour et mort et fleurs fanées
Du Baudelaire dans les allées
Et sous les roses empoisonnées
Nos âmes se sont embrasées
Nos âmes se sont embrassées

Des spleens perdus dans le mystère
Ton regard avait ce parfum
Puis, s’effaçant dans la poussière 
Ton cœur battait jusqu’au matin.
(refrain)

Quand l’âme rend sa révérence
À vouloir mourir de beauté
Entre un baiser et un silence
Que ce soit sous un ciel d’été

Refrain :
Amour et mort et fleurs fanées
Un vieux poème abandonné
Et sur ta tombe imaginée
Un (grand) bouquet de vérité

Lyrics and vocals by Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel
Music by Myckaël Marcovic
Illustration by Annie Madec

Love and death and faded flower

In the garden where absence sleeps
I saw your shadow at the foot of the lilies
Where the wind sings in silence
Forgotten verses of our beginnings

Chorus:
Love and death and faded flowers
Some Baudelaire in the paths
And under the poisoned roses
Our souls were set ablaze
Our souls embraced

Spleens lost in mystery
Your gaze had this perfume
Then, fading into the dust
Your heart beat until morning.
(chorus)

When the soul gives up its reverence
Wanting to die of beauty
Between a kiss and a silence
Let it be under a summer sky

Chorus:
Love and death and faded flowers
An old abandoned poem
And on your imagined grave
A large bouquet of truth

Amour et mort et fleurs fanées (Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel / Myckaël Marcovic)

raise a glass to the roar of the city
pouring concrete into your fists
the wind in its tunnels can lift the
vain & the hungry, the gentle, the gritty
who fall for its kiss

escape the humdrum
come play & be someone
your portrait in hectic
dreams sizzle electrically
word is out on the street
prayer's crowding the basements
sea of prodigal faces
rocked by shuffling feet

raise your mast for the squall of the city
swelling circuits of angular mist
the trains in its bowels can fit the
homeless & hopeful, the heartless, the needy
who pay for its kiss
(pay down the rent on its kiss)

complete the long-drawn
defeat of your hometown
the traffic caresses
all six of your senses
you breathe
the mass of the steeply
stacked office spaces
they brace for renaissance
lives will bend to their beat!

think fast on the clock of the city
crack some skulls for the room to exist
don't wait for its edges to nip the
grapes that you came for
only grow in the city
and drink from its kiss

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Roar of the City

Hey guys,
after a while, I am back with a cover of one of my favorite - and one of the most underrated - John Denver tracks: "Catch Another Butterfly". It deals with the passing of childhood and remembers the beauty of it. Truly a masterpiece.
I hope you enjoy my version! If so, please leave a like, repost, follow to never miss another post, or a constructive comment.
Enjoy your day!

Catch Another Butterfly - John Denver (Acoustic Guitar-Cover)

I write songs.  I'm not a performer any more than I need to be to have my songs heard once in a while. I hope that better musicians than I encounter my songs and decide to play them.  I just write songs to have them exist in the world. If the world likes them then the world can do with them what it will.  All these recordings are demos.  I've tried to make them as musically interesting as I can but they are all awaiting the skilled hand of someone who knows how to make songs shine.

Shared Her Name

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