Composition/mixage/masterisation @Tulipe-records
Guitares rythmiques et solo/basse Philippe @user-759566380
Texte et chant Guillaume @user-759566380
Guitares rythmiques/ batterie/ chant/ Stéphane

Introduction
A l'aube de sa mort , les esprits décrivent à Geronimo l'avenir des hommes.

Paroles

Des Lunes sans loups
De longues rivières de bitumes
Un monde d'égouts
Guidé par des fous en costumes
Où tout accélère
Des saisons qui n'ont plus le temps
Des oiseaux de fer
Qui volent plus vite que le vent

Pleure Geronimo , pleure
Sur l'avenir des hommes
Quand y'aura plus de fleurs
A poser sur leurs tombes
Et qu'arrivera l'heure
De la danse des Ombres

Des terres violées
Pour des richesses de misères
Paradis volés
En échange d'un bout de désert
Des dieux qu'on trahit
A coup de mensonge en leurs noms
Des femmes qu'on enfoui
Sous des coutumes de sombres cons

Pleure Geronimo , pleure
Sur l'avenir des hommes
Quand y'aura plus de fleurs
A poser sur leurs tombes
Et qu'arrivera l'heure
De la danse des Ombres

Des prisons sans murs
Pour des évadés du réel
Vidés de nature
Errant dans l'enfer du virtuel
Marins sans boussoles
Perdus sur les mers illusoires
De ces mégapoles
Où l'on se croise sans se voir

Allez pleure Geronimo
Bientôt la danse des ombres

Eteintes à jamais
Ces lumières sauvages d'autrefois
Ils ont tout brûlé
Dans des flammes de sans foi ni loi
Le grand incendie
Mais plus de retour sur leurs pas
Tu leurs avais dis
que l'argent ne se mange pas

Introduction
On the eve of his death, the spirits describe the future of mankind to Geronimo

Moons without wolves
Long rivers of bitumen
A world of sewers
Guided by madmen in suits
Where everything speeds up
Seasons without time
Iron birds
Flying faster than the wind

Weep Geronimo, weep
For the future of mankind
When there will be no more flowers
To lay on their graves
And the hour arrives
Of the dance of shadows

Of lands violated
For riches of misery
Stolen paradises
In exchange for a piece of desert
Gods betrayed
With lies in their names
Women buried
Under the customs of dark assholes

Weep Geronimo, weep
On the future of men
When there will be no more flowers
To lay on their graves
And the hour arrives
Of the dance of shadows

Prisons without walls
For escapees from reality
Emptied of nature
Wandering in virtual hell
Sailors without compasses
Lost on the illusory seas
Of these megalopolises
Where we cross paths without seeing each other

Go cry Geronimo
Soon the dance of shadows

Gone forever
Those wild lights of yore
They have burned all
In flames of lawlessness
The great fire
But no turning back
You told them
that money can't be eaten

© Guillaume DULER / Philippe SEGUINARD / TULIPE RECORD 2022

Publié(e) par :
Tulipe Records
P-line :
℗ Tulipe &Jim

Les Larmes De Géronimo ( Tulipe & Jim ) TRANSLATED

This song is a little thank you to the MRI technician, who was not happy with me, she wanted me to keep still but the electronic sounds were so fabulous and I found it very difficult not to move.

https://youtu.be/4nG-2tyw2Ao

Resonance is majestic
It sure knows how to thrill
Moombahton, juke n'breakbeat
Occasionally deep chill
Girl behind the console
Said I must act more responsible
I need you to keep still

Lay still upon that flatbed
Diagnostics take their time
The protons in the molecules
Need time to realign
The protons in the molecules
They follow scientific rules
Every single time

Moombahton, juke n'breakbeat
A little bit of house
Shot from the anaesthetist
The lights, they just went out
Shot from the anaesthetist
To help with the analysis
Of the Administer of Grime

Lay still upon that flatbed
That is what she said
Lay still upon that flatbed
When I moved, well she saw red
Lay still upon that flatbed
She said that every time
The Administer of Grime

The Administer Of Grime

My Faith Has Abandoned Me

GARDEN OF SENTIMENT

Watch a video I created to accompany the song just for fun here: 
https://youtu.be/NZya1bof8LE?si=XIuRXDsniv5rVhO0

Immerse yourself in the vibrant heart of Havana with this track, where a captivating Cuban clave rhythm dances alongside the lively beats of congas, timbales, and bongos. Enhanced by shimmering electronic textures, this song evokes the enchanting atmosphere of early cinema, painting a picture of a timeless Havana—a city from the storybooks. Here, romance, intrigue, and dance intertwine within the sultry summer heat, inviting listeners to experience the magic and allure of the past.  Havana in the Storybook. Enjoy!

Havana in the Storybook
By David Husted

It a shame you gotta throw me outta this big blue canoe
If I could ride this tidal wave there might be a way through

Havana in the story books
Havana in the night

And its quiet now
And the sky is so blue

Havana
Come on back to me
Havana
Come on back to me

[The "No" sequence]

Show me another way beyond the ocean
Show me another way  beyond the fight
Show me another way beyond the ocean
Show me another way  beyond the fight

Show me another way that I can hope for
I am ready to survive

How the story goes
No
How the wind blows
No

Havana
How the story goes
No
Havana
How the wind blows

Havana in the story books
Havana in the night

Show me another way beyond the ocean
Show me another way  beyond the fight
Show me another way beyond the ocean
Show me another way  beyond the fight

Havana in the story books
Havana in the night


Show me another way beyond the ocean
Show me another way  beyond the fight
Show me another way beyond the ocean
Show me another way  beyond the fight

Show me another way that I can hope for 
I am ready to survive   

And it's quiet now
And the sky so blue
Over Havana.     
    
Coming back to me

Havana in the Storybook

Abode by the Sea

Graceful Pari

Fantastic collab with Marty visit his page here:
Marty Andersson : https://soundcloud.com/mkandersson1982

Till The End

Invisible Things 97 BPM

REBIRTH

Seismic is the fourth track of the Garifuna Experience soundtrack.

Seismic

Painting / Photo: Katharina Sophia Ludewig https://www.borderlinecuts.com/

Berlin Hypnotic House XXVI - Stop Club Mix

Visit davidhusted.com to encounter my music in a deeper way.

Deep bow of gratitude to you for giving my music a listen, for liking, for commenting and/or for sharing when any given song resonates with you.  You help create a community that lifts music out of the nooks and crannies and allows it to be heard a little bit more than it otherwise might have been.  Thank You sincerely for that. Gratias tibi ago; Pax!

I love to create music.  It is really that simple.  

Dave