Clearly a wonderful idea for this collab! Delightful composition, vocal and arrangement/production. The guitar is so complementary to the vocals. Sweet. Durge

An amazing and gorgeous collab with Edie, Derek!!

Nice mood in this one and very good guitar work :)

I sometimes think of you as the nice younger sister I never had...in a crazy, mean family scene that left it up to me to teach what mercy was...an opportune time for me to stumble upon this nice gem..thanx Derek;)

Old Times Favorites

Faerytale and Monolisk - Whistling Bird

Impro - Odpověz mi...

Spring

Herbes folles   texte : Sanzen

Quelques cartons éventrés, 
sur les dalles jaunies. 
Un vieux tapis gris, 
au pied de mon lit. 

J'avais fermé les yeux très fort, 
mon odyssée a capoté. 
Allongé dans les herbes folles, 
je continue à tomber. 

Des rires forcés résonnent, 
mes yeux gonflés témoignent. 
Mais par où commencer ? 
Tout se disloque, tout au fond... 

Allongé dans les herbes folles, 
j'avais fermé les yeux très fort ! 
Enroulé tout autour de toi, 
je continue à tomber. 

Les feuilles collent, à la chaussée humide. 
On oublie, les années écoulées... 

J'avais fermé les yeux très fort, 
enroulé tout autour de toi. 
Mais par où commencer ? 
chaque jour, j'invente un possible. 

J'ai vécu tant de choses, 
mes yeux gonflés témoignent. 
Allongé dans les herbes folles, 
je continue à rêver. 

Les feuilles collent à la chaussée humide... 

Quelques cartons éventrés, 
sur les dalles jaunies... 
Au pied de mon lit, 
un vieux tapis gris.

Herbes Folles     Sanzen / Illos

Happiness is a day at the beach.

Soparotak music 2022

Beach

Thanks to https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx for joining in with the fabulous flute impro.

A "Zwiefacher" is a folk dance from bavarian and austrian regions. It is composed of alternating 3 and 2 bars and if you do not know the pattern, you need to listen... and then allow it to flow and trust your partner to do the same. If you can do that, your dance will be smooth and stable even in a place as small as a table - the eyes of your partner and the turning axis between you stable and calm like the eye of a hurricane.

"Listening" is not obeying orders. Listening means to be fully here and now and open up to the moment from a soft and flexible position of inner strength and respect. Listening is an energetic quality in Tai Chi Ch'uan.

Flute: https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx
Voices/Guitar/Bass/B3-Organ/Composition: me
Drums: Logic-Drummer

Pattern
A: 
|:2|2|2|2|3|3| {14} 
|2|3|2|2|3|3:| {15}
B:
 |2|2|3|2|3|3| {15}
 |2|2|2|3|2|3|3|3| {20}
A:
 |:2|2|2|2|3|3|
 |2|3|2|2|3|3:|
B:
 |2|2|3|2|3|3|
 |2|2|2|3|2|3|3|3|
C:
 |2|2|2|2|2|2| {12}
 |2+3|3+2| {10}
 |3|3|3| { 9}
 |4+4| { 8}
 |3+3| { 6}
A:
 |:2|2|2|2|3|3|
 |2|3|2|2|3|3:|
B:
 |2|2|3|2|3|3|
 |2|2|2|3|2|3|3|3|
A’:
 |2|2|2|2|3|3|
 |2|3|2|2|3|3| - |3|3|

Lyrics:
A: 
|_ the|world is|spin-ning|fast-er|fast-er than|e-ver and|
 |yet it’s|stand-ing with-|out a|move to|sa-ni-ty|does it? _|
 |_ the|craz- y|un-wise|rule the|world as the|money does _|
 |_ Let’s|hope it’s not|true. Let’s|hope the|world can be|saved by us|

C:
 |What _|Why _|How on|earth can|this be|true? it|
 |can not|be _ it|must not _|no _|
 |What _ _|Why _ _|Who is re-|
 |spon _|Wait _|_ is|this the| 
|quest-ion _|How on earh|

A2:
 |_ the|world is|spin-ning|fast-er|fast-er than|e-ver and|
 |yet it’s|stand-ing with-|out a|move to|sa-ni-ty|does it? _|
 |we can|stand to|ge-ther|change the|world it needs|li-sten-ing|
 |o-pen|min-ded we|see that|hope is|all of us|each of us|

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Cover uses photo of cup of couple on pexels

Listening  - Zwiefacher (feat. joerxworx)

This is in english, german and latin. Here the english version:
98 Oh sing to the Lord a new song,
    for he has done marvelous things!
His right hand and his holy arm
    have worked salvation for him.
2 The Lord has made known his salvation;
    he has revealed his righteousness in the sight of the nations.
3 He has remembered his steadfast love and faithfulness
    to the house of Israel.
All the ends of the earth have seen
    the salvation of our God.
4 Make a joyful noise to the Lord, all the earth;
    break forth into joyous song and sing praises!
5 Sing praises to the Lord with the lyre,
    with the lyre and the sound of melody!
6 With trumpets and the sound of the horn
    make a joyful noise before the King, the Lord!
7 Let the sea roar, and all that fills it;
    the world and those who dwell in it!
8 Let the rivers clap their hands;
    let the hills sing for joy together
9 before the Lord, for he comes
    to judge the earth.
He will judge the world with righteousness,
    and the peoples with equity.

Cantate - Sing (Psalm 98)

When you've been around long enough you come know what and who's important.

A Friend Indeed

I am so grateful to have the opportunity to work with Edie on one of her "Songs of the Day" I asked if she would mind if I arranged and produced this lovely song, and she graciously agreed. 
Edie Brickell: https://soundcloud.com/ediebrickell Words/Music and Vocals
Derek Cornett: Arrangement/Instruments/Production/Music

Make It Good (collaboration with Edie Brickell)

A simple, sad neo-folk track for my Great Aunt - made with Suno v4.5

Gone Too Soon

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https://cartoonmonster.bandcamp.com/album/the-catastrophe-of-infinite-regress

Store Safely

World type groove/instrumental created entirely in Reason 6. Artwork by: Saskia van Schagen (daughter of https://soundcloud.com/bastiaan-kooman)

Miles at the End

this song'rocket science' is really nothing more than the philosophy according to mary cigarettes...
i was thinking how stepping out of the comfort zone,and loosing the plot,both have one thing in common...they both give us a story to tell,when we come back from the other side....
i hope you like the song...the words and vocal melody are written and sang by myself,while the heavenly guitar part is written and played by little mickey fingers.


rocket science

Here is a collaboration with a lovely old friend Liz Monument. Liz and I both studied music at Bretton Hall in Yorkshire a few years ago. Those of you who have had the chance to do something like that will know that the friendships you make there go beyond the social...you share creativity with your classmates and for me, I always keep a cozy seat in my heart for anyone with whom I make good music. Back then, Liz was a fantastic classical guitarist, but since then she has widened her range to encompass many more styles and stringed instruments....including the sparkling harp that features here alongside the guitar. A couple of years ago we renewed friendship via facebook and this year we're making music again via soundcloud. Please listen to more of Liz's beautiful playing at http://soundcloud.com/lizmonument

Here I play the Uillean Pipes and Low Whistle. I absolutely adore the pipes, but they also frustrate me as I don't think I'm physically cut out to play them to the standard I'd like to. But now and then I give them a day out. If by any chance you like the sound here, please do me the favour of going to youtube and checking out what REAL pipers can do, like Paddy Keenan, Cillian Vallely and Davy Spillane.

Liz's harp provides a perfect setting here for Louis MacNeice's amazing poem The Strand. The harp's chords lap like waves on the poet's beach. I have a strong identification with this poem; my father was also a Northern Irish clergyman who “kept something in him solitary and wild”. The last quality time I spent with my father was a wordless walk on such an Irish strand. The image attached to the song is a washed out old slide I took that very winter afternoon....'white Tintoretto clouds' behind Slieve Donard, towering above the beach at Newcastle, County Down. All that's missing is the 'square black figure' beyond the viewfinder to the left. 

The Strand

by Louis MacNeice

White Tintoretto clouds beneath my naked feet,
This mirror of wet sand imputes a lasting mood
To island truancies; my steps repeat

Someone’s who now has left such strands for good
Carrying his boots and paddling like a child,
A square black figure whom the horizon understood -

My father. Who for all his responsibly compiled
Account books of a devout, precise routine
Kept something in him solitary and wild,

So loved the Western sea and no tree’s green
Fulfilled him like these contours of Slievemore
Menaun and Croghaun and the bogs between.

Sixty-odd years behind him and twelve before,
Eyeing the flange of steel in the turning belt of brine
It was sixteen years ago he walked this shore

And the mirror caught his shape which catches mine
But then as now the floor-mop of the foam
Blotted the bright reflections - and no sign

Remains of face or feet when visitors have gone home.

davemckeown.co.uk

The Strand, Dave McKeown with Liz Monument

Paroles : Philippe Mourot - Musique : Steve Perrotte
Interprété par Gildal
Arrangé par Steve Perrotte

Le remplaçant

Faites venir les soigneurs
Et entrer mon remplaçant
Je n'ai aucune rancœur
Envers mes assaillants
J'ai pris tellement de tacle
Et souvent par derrière
Mais j'ai assuré le spectacle
Et fait chanter les supporters
C'est peut-être la vieillesse
Mais la douleur est trop vive
Je me fous de sortir sous les liesses
Je veux simplement vivre
Partir sur une blessure
J'imaginais une autre fin de carrière 
Un peu plus belle et moins dure
Un peu plus spectaculaire

Un autre coup franc en finale
Une ultime qualification
Tir brossé en plein lucarne
La célébration
Arrêter comme tout le monde
Un match de gala, un jubilé
Mais là j’ai presque honte
Peut-être me suis-je mal entrainé
Sont-ce des sifflets des ovations ?
Un chant ou des insultes
Est-ce que quelqu’un scande mon nom
Je n’entends que le tumulte
On a gagné, on a perdu
Que deviendront les trophées ?
Que l’histoire aura retenu
Les descentes ou les montées ?

Les soigneurs qui s’affairent
Qui grimacent et gesticulent
Il n’y a plus rien à faire
Retour au vestibule
Je vais quitter le terrain
Allongés sur un brancard
Les gros titres de demain
Fin de carrière nouveau départ
Les coéquipiers s’inquiètent
Pour moi ou le résultat
La jeune garde est en alerte
Le trône n’a plus de roi
Fini les paillettes et les stars
C'est de l'histoire ancienne
Ce soir je rends mon brassard
Celui du, capitaine

Alors qu'il rentre mon remplaçant
Peut-être a-t-il plus de talent
Plus jeune plus beau, plus grand
Mais l’amour t’en donnera t’il autant ?

Le Remplaçant

A three violin and viola arrangement of Oshe Shalom written by Luis Villalobos and performed by the Villalobos Brothers.

Oshe Shalom String Arrangement

Songs in English on https://soundcloud.com/seb-mankoo

I am an Architectural Illustrator, independent composer/arranger/multi-instrumentalist (primarily guitar) living in So. California. Unencumbered with the limitations of a professional career (haha... laugh now) Able to explore and create my own musical universe using Soundcloud as a "virtual music/idea distribution center for anyone who is willing to listen. Past professional highlights include two works for solo classical guitar published by Mel Bay and an Electric Blues Guitar play-along method book published by Hal Leonard and available in boot-leg form in Japan....:)I enjoy collaborating and posting a myriad of music here on Soundcloud. Thanks for listening!

Make It Good (collaboration with Edie Brickell)

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