Name: The Cathedral of the King of Nothingness by Daniel Weevers in Alain - Julien - Arr - Rei - Daniel :-)
Duration: 3 min 17 s
Description: My equalizer is down. I'm afraid you have to equalize yourself. Really sorry.

Wonderful piece, bravo 😍💖🍀🎶🎧

Alain  - Julien - Arr - Rei - Daniel :-)

A cherry tree is called "sakura " in Japan. Seasonal changes in the cherry trees are expressed in this song. It consists of three parts.

 I: A shower of falling cherry blossoms.

 II: The season of fresh verdure. The trees have bunches of green cherries.

 III: Calm trees in a fine rain.

  Enjoy the scenery!

  Thank you.

(This is the newly mixed down version of my song "SAKURA macaron Bus".)

keywords: Sound track, Electronic, Techno, Progressive, 123 BPM, suite, variations, spring, colorful, cheerful, sparkling, glitter

SAKURA

My equalizer is down. I'm afraid you have to equalize yourself. Really sorry.

The Cathedral of the King of Nothingness

Texte Français et Google traduction

DRÔLE DE SIECLE

Une piécette d’€uro
Ou rien qu’un fond de poche,
Une seule ombre au tableau,
Demander çà fait moche.
Sans trop baisser les yeux
Faire relever sa tête,
Et le faire de son mieux
C’est tout l’art de la quête

Mais pour tendre une main
Il en faut du courage,
Voir manger tous les siens
Avec du gaspillage.
Mais tout le nécessaire
Le minimum en soi,
Il n’y a rien à faire
Cà ne s’invente pas

Une maison sans un toit
Pour abri de fortune,
Pas un petit chez soi
Juste un bout de bitume.
Le froid dur de l’hiver
Qui fait gercer les mains,
Et s’allonger par terre
A vrai dire c’est pas rien.

Partager un morceau
Ou un quignon de pain,
Un simple verre d’eau
A défaut de bon vin.
Du peu, du pas grand-chose,
Ne serait-ce qu’un regard,
Effacer le morose
Qui fait les jours en noir.

Dans ce 21 ème,
Celui du progrès,
Ou sont les frères s’aiment
Qu’on disait.
Les libres et égaux
Devant tous les droits,
Quand ceux des châteaux
Ne les regardent pas.

Mais j’en parle aisément,
Et ne suis pas bien fier,
Quand je vois qu’en ces temps
On côtoie la misère.
Je me dis que tout seul
Je n’irais pas bien loin,
Mais que ceux qui le peuvent
Changeront ces destins.

Dans ce 21 ème,
Ou sont les frères s’aiment...

FUNNY OF SIECLE

A coin of € uro
Or nothing but a pocket bottom,
Only one shade on the board,
To ask is ugly.
Without lowering your eyes
To raise one's head,
And do it your best
That's all the art of the quest
But to stretch a hand
It takes courage,
See eating all his 
With waste.
But all the necessary
The minimum in itself
There is nothing to do
You can not make that up
A house without a roof
For makeshift shelter,
Not a small home
Just a bit of bitumen. 
The harsh cold of winter
Who makes the hands chapped
And lie down on the floor 
To tell the truth, it's not nothing.
Share a piece 
Or a hunk of bread,
A simple glass of water
For lack of good wine.
From little, from not much,
Even a glance, 
Clear the morose
Who makes the days in black.

In this 21st,
That of progress,
Where are the brothers love each other
That was said.
The free and equal In front of all the rights,
When those castles 
Do not look at them. 
But I talk about it easily, 
And do not be very proud, 
When I see that in these times 
We live alongside misery. 
I tell myself that all alone 
I would not go far, 
But only those who can 
Change these destinies. 

In this 21st, 
Where are the brothers love each other...

DROLE DE SIECLE (De pire en pire)

Music: Julien Morency

Thank you to @echosonica for writing a magnificent poem who describes perfectly the meaning of this piece of music.

Your soul ventures out to sea
setting sail on waves of night
rigging loose, sails held tight
on your lips a silent plea.

Nothing binds you to this shore
desert's every speck of sand
longing for a far-off land
oozing light from every pore.

Tide runs high, heart lies low
empty vessel filled with hope
beacons a way out to grope
still unbeaten by this blow.

Raging waves and howling wind
may fret out this burning heart,
tide rips may tear it apart
till the sails go down unpinned.

All the freer will it ride
thirsty waves drenched in moonlight
cutting through this shadowed plight
oars like wings unfurl and glide.

Waves of Night

we are still alive

Written in the first few weeks of this hell...hoping it will be irrelevant soon! 
Now available on BandCamp if you want to give me a dollar? ;)

Pandemic

Pandemic!

Time’s up

MusikLogo RootRock KE311227 BiaB 31.May.2020

After visiting the music of a friend, I came in a mood for good old rock (and somehow roll)

You can also visit my friend who seem to be in a similar mood in some records. But check yourself:
https://soundcloud.com/johncarusone

Root Rock

RootRock

A refreshing ambient journey with variations at every corner.
https://youtu.be/sis_kAq4ZYI

Arctic Lullaby

Very first collab with https://soundcloud.com/udiooy

ambiant background and atmosphere, final mix: Mrs Audioboy
vocal, lyrics, church bells and percussions: kaerian

I know why I wrote these lyrics.

no one will never really know someone
no one will never really know you
don't wait for that
cauz you gonna be disapointed

Appearances are hidding many things
in the dark, on your back
apprearances are hidding many things

you never really know someone
no one will never know who you are
under cover
no one recognizes anyone

you never really know someone
no one will never know who you are
you never really know someone

Collabs

Under Cover

Under Cover Feat. Mrs AudioBoy

LETS GO TO THE FAIR
The ride with care
Take the Virgen de los Llanos
To the fairground
Open the iron doors
Always from seven to seventeen
September is, It is the Albacete fair
Anywhere
In any corner
Just by breathing
You can already smell the fair
And don't ask me
If you are not from here
Lets go to the fair
Let's Dance
That there is no other fair
That there is no other like it
Colored lights
They fill the city
That people want
Just enjoy
If you want to pass
A special day
Do not doubt that
At the Albacete fair
And don't ask me
If you are not from here
The skewer of the fair
At any time, at any day
If you are going to stay
One of prawns, beer lining and ear
If you want to hold on
Morcillitas, chorizos, aubergines from Almagro
Some wise man told me
Miguelitos de la Roda, at the fairgrounds
A glass of cider to accompany
And if you want mojitos
And start dancing
In the temple
They will wait for you
Lets go to the fair
Let's Dance
That there is no other fair
That there is no other like it
Colored lights
They fill the city
And people want
Just enjoy
(Lalalalala) X4

Vamos a la feria

Spell

She Made You by Mark Devries 

M Walker - Lead Guitar & Vocals
Mark Devries - Rhythm Guitar & Bass 
Paul Janszen - Drums, Mix & Master

She Made Me - Half Blind Lucy

💖 This is a song about absolute Freedom. 💖
When the Truths are released, and available for all of us. No need to fear, no need to worry. No hunger. No violence. No sorrow.
There is only merriment and prosperity. We are Loved! 
This is Heaven, maybe... Just imagine! 😊

Cheers from Budapest,
Lac

Also available on my YouTube channel: https://youtu.be/R_Y3e0hHYis

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Everything is political: the vests are yellow, the masks blue; suddenly I hesitate for the color of my shoes.

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The Cathedral of the King of Nothingness

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