constant pleasure listening to your compos..... so smooth

A very nice jazzy chanson,,great vocal performance!

Like the jazz and blues influence on this quality track.  Excellent production.

Bon texte enveloppé de jazz , c'est comme d'habitude super bien produit.

Coucou Dominique, très beau jazz et texte, velours musical qui fond comme du beurre sur une tartine :)

Best of the Cloud 10 10 2020

For M.D.
Lyrics:
You were an acrobat of life
And for those of us in the bleacher seats
With our mouths wide open
I heard you say
You rarely sink to these depths any longer
What makes a person come to the end of their rope?
You parked your car at the end of the road
You were goodness in the purest form (2X)

You walked among us
You talked among us
Some people are just too good for this world
You were the bravest person I've ever known
Disguised and alone
You were an acrobat when it came to life
Walking the high wire
Walking it your entire life
You said:
You rarely sink to these depths any longer
Just when you are starting to figure this whole world out
You were goodness in the purest form (2X)

Goodness In The Purest Form (Song for a friend)

Here’s my latest song with piano, vocals, electric piano, erhu, koto, and synths! Thanks a million to my lovely Sander for this gorgeous master. @wane-of-summer 😊❤️❤️❤️🎶🎹🎤🎵🎼

A Million Reasons...

An Other Way

Hometown

Texte français et Google traduction

QUI SERAS-TU MON ENFANT ?

Je caresse ton ventre, comme on caresse la vie.
Déjà son attente me semble infinie.
Tu te marques d’une rondeur
Qui serait indécente,
Si tu n’étais une jolie fleur
Ou une bien belle plante.

Je caresse l’espoir, comme on caresse la nuit,
La vigueur d’un soir chassée de l’ennui.
Tu me donnes la fièvre
De celle qu’on supporte.
Quand ce sont des beaux rêves
Qui frappent à la porte.

Qui seras-tu mon enfant ?
Un coquelicot des champs
Où une rose des vents ?
Viens nous vite on t’attend.
On manque d’impatience,
Ta vie est une chance.
Encore un petit mois
Et on te serre dans nos bras.

Je caresse ta lumière, comme on caresse le feu
Closes mes paupières, je te vois bien mieux.
Il me donne des coups
Et de pieds et de bras,
Dans ton ventre, il se joue
Et s’amuse déjà.

Je caresse mon désir, comme on caresse le jeu.
Des instants de plaisir qu’on ne fait qu’à deux.
Le temps paraît bien long
Comme une éternité,
Pour perdre un ventre rond
Dans une maternité.

Qui seras-tu mon enfant ?
Un coquelicot des champs
Où une rose des vents ?
Viens nous vite on t’attend.
On manque d’impatience,
Ta vie est une chance.
Encore un petit mois
Et on te serre dans nos bras.

CHORUS

Dernier refrain.

WHO WILL YOU BE MY CHILD?

I caress your belly, as you caress life.
Already his expectation seems infinite to me.
You show a roundness
Who would be indecent,
If you weren't a pretty flower
Or a very beautiful plant.

I caress hope, as we caress at night,
The vigor of an evening driven from boredom.
You give me fever
From the one we support.
When these are sweet dreams
Who knock on the door.

Who will you be my child?
A field poppy
Where a wind rose?
Come quickly, we are waiting for you.
We are impatient,
Your life is a chance.
Another little month
And we hug you.

I caress your light, like we caress the fire
Close my eyelids, I can see you much better.
He hits me
And feet and arms,
In your belly, it is played
And already having fun.

I caress my desire, as we caress the game.
Moments of pleasure that we only make for two.
Time seems very long
Like forever,
To lose a round stomach
In a maternity.

Who will you be my child?
A field poppy
Where a wind rose?
Come quickly, we are waiting for you.
We are impatient,
Your life is a chance.
Another little month
And we hug you.

CHORUS

Last refrain.

QUI SERAS - TU MON ENFANT (L'attente d'un être cher)

Amazon

Good Night and Sweet Dreams

When I stumbled across Ren and heard her incredible voice, I knew straight away that I really wanted to write a song for her. 'Safe' is the result. Ren's thoughtful lyrics paint a poignant picture of a difficult situation, in which one is trapped and desperate to leave, in the hope that they can feel safe again.

You can contact her at https://soundcloud.com/renfaye-1

Lyrics are below:

I know...you are near...when the lights go...out...

I can't, think straight
When I'm next to you,
I'm out of place,
When your words cut through
Like glass, I'm little tiny pieces in the mirror,
Shrink myself now
Pretend that I'm not here
Printer ink run out...

I can't breathe right,
Like I did before,
Losing my fight,
Stays behind closed doors...

And all,
All I can hear...
Is the raised-voice sound
I know, that you are near...

To, feel safe (All I ever wanted)
Safe, from you... (and the rasied-voice sound)
Safe,
All I've ever wanted
To feel safe from you...

And I try and I try but there's no escape,
In my sleep I crash down wild-awake
Visualising, of a time when
I can be free

As I exhale,
Into the cold air,
Open my eyes,
You won't find me there
And all, all I can hear...
Is the raised-voice sound
I know,
That you are near,
When the lights go out...

...and the raised-voice sound
(ooh...ahhh)
When the lights go...
Safe,
All I've ever wanted to feel,
Safe,
From you.
Take,
there is nothing much left.
That I can,
Take,
With me.

Ah...ah...
Oooh...ooh
Ahh...Ahh
Ahh...ahh..ahh

Safe,
All I've ever wanted,
To feel
Safe,
From me...
Safe,
There is nothing much left
That I can take,
With me

Ahh...

I know that...
You are near...
When the lights...
Go...

Out...

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Safe (feat. Ren Faye)

I have written this song for all people and creatures who suffer from the increasing resurgence of right-wing populist and repressive political systems

Lyrics in English:

The murderers are still among us
They are further called "Hinz" and "Kunz"
Are completely anonymous and nameless

Arisen from the womb
Who unites them in hatred of foreigners

White as a sheet in their souls
The heritage makes them great again

The murder legacy is now starting:

They may vomit again
Insulting, groping, staring at women
Ripping Jews Kipas from their heads
Shitting on PoC their need

Lighting homeless people at night
Inventing the Holocaust as a lie

Never again!
Turn off the brown light
Never again!
A mortuary house 
Never again!
Mass murder as a plan
The banality of evil is sneakily creeping up
Never again!
Never again!

The language is diluted
It targets the lowest instinct
Pretends to be "The People"
Invades the angle of revenge of bitter souls

Arouses envy of those who are at the top
And those who are supposedly getting better
Until a legimitation is created for them:

To kick, to beat, to torture, to rush
To sharpen the weapons against the alleged invasion
To pillory those again who think differently 
To swell the national chicken breast
To set nasty traps for those who are declared vermin
To ennoble the betrayal
To gag the deviants dead 
To wriggle themselves superiority with the tail of the power demon

Never again!
Turn off the brown light
Never again!
A mortuary house 
Never again!
Mass murder as a plan
The banality of evil is sneakily creeping up
Never again!
Never again!

Deutscher Originaltext:

Nie wieder!

Die Mörder sind noch immer unter uns
Sie heißen weiter "Hinz" und "Kunz"
Sind ganz gesicht- und namenlos

Entsprungen aus dem Mutterschoß
Der Sie vereint im Fremdenhaß

In ihrer Seele leichenblaß 
Macht sie das Erbe wieder groß

Das Mordvermächtnis legt jetzt los:

Sie dürfen wieder kotzen
Frauen beschimpfen, begrapschen, anglotzen
Juden Kipas niederreißen
Auf PoC ihre Notdurft scheißen
Obdachlose nachts anzünden
Den Holocaust als Lüge erfinden

Nie wieder!
Macht das Braunlicht aus
Nie wieder!
Ein Leichenberge-Haus 
Nie wieder!
Massenmord als Plan
Die Banalität des Bösen kriecht schleichend heran
Nie wieder!
Nie wieder!

Die Sprache ist verdünnt
Zielt auf den niedersten Instinkt
Gibt vor "Das Volk" zu sein
Dringt in den Rachewinkel bitt‘rer Seelen ein

Schürt Neid auf jene, die da oben stehen
Und jene, denen es angeblich besser geht
Bis eine Legimitation für Sie entsteht:

Zu treten, zu schlagen, zu foltern, zu hetzen
Die Waffen gegen die vermeintliche Invasion zu wetzen
An den Pranger zu stellen 
Die nationale Hühnerbrust zu schwellen
Den zum Ungeziefer Erklärten fiese Fallen zu stellen
Den Verrat zu veredeln
Die Abweichler tot zu knebeln 
Sich mit dem Schwanz des Machtdämons Überlegenheit zuzuwedeln

Nie wieder!
Macht das Braunlicht aus
Nie wieder!
Ein Leichenberge-Haus 
Nie wieder!
Massenmord als Plan
Die Banalität des Bösen kriecht schleichend heran
Nie wieder!
Nie wieder!

Nie wieder! - Never again!

Nie Wieder! - Never Again! (Lyrics in English in the Intro)

One year later - 
dedicated to my father.
@ApproachToSilence2  - 26.9.20 [Teaser]

Spotify:
https://open.spotify.com/album/6nPKnF9Gpt8uI2INzrgxGz
Deezer:
https://www.deezer.com/de/album/175960172

ApproachToSilence_2020

Erinnerung

Was originally a demo for Sound Source Fundamentals but loved the vibe so extended it and & reworked it.........
Art by Tabella

Echo

Jeremy J. Saks - Echos In The Architecture

Image Photo by:
Casey Horner
https://unsplash.com/photos/dWDjJ6AYMJ0

I had enjoyed hearing some of the great reverb used by
one of our excellent SoundCloud composers, 
Ricardo Da Silva:  https://soundcloud.com/hobbits-odyssey
he advised me on the Spaces 2 reverb from EastWest.

So, I took it for a test ride on this composition.

I started off with what I thought was an original idea,
but it occurred to me how much it kept feeling 
like it could be built on top of Vangelis's score, Alpha.

So, I decided to wander off into an homage of a scant segment of Alpha.

As I was finishing it off, the final chords sounded a lot like
Bach's Toccata in D minor,
...so what the heck...
Since the instrument I had built for this song 
sounded almost good enough to substitute for a baroque organ, 
I just went with it.

Maybe a dash of Ave Maria in a slightly different light, as well.

Signal To Alpha

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IOraQa4bU_k



LA NOSTALGIE 

.......
Retour à la souffrance, in mémoria, réminiscor..
J'ai parcouru tout tes voyages, rouge à lèvres, dentelles et remords
J'effeuille souvenirs un à un, dénude l'épaule du "c'était mieux avant "
Secrets mordus jusqu'au sang
Au filtre de l'affect qui lui aime tant à tricher
La nostalgie c'est le voyage, mais sans jamais y arriver..

La nostalgie (  Extrait )

Underwater

composé, interprété, arrangé et enregistré par moi meme, comme d'hab'😉

Reborn

See Thru You

http://francoispierremorin.com  Home of storytelling , 
 I do play Music for the love of it, playing guitar,  percussionist  ,composing  on a computer and Guitar, Piano, creator of mood and sound design

La nostalgie ( Extrait )

Dominique Le Bars

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