Si belle, les voix, les harmonies et la musique, bravo à vous deux!👏❤️

un très beau mélange dans ce duo, sur un excellent texte d'hier, c'est parfait :)

I've been going into old playlists I create to find musicians I haven't heard in awhile. So many have been gone for years. So glad you're still here!

Tres belle reprise et adaptation, Je l'ai souvent entendue dans mon enfance, beau travail 👌

Très beau duo d'une très belle chanson, bravo à vous deux !

Great song Dominique! Awesome vocals between you and Tulipe!🙏😎✌🏼

Que serait l’amour sans la tendresse? Quels beaux mots! L’interprétation est aussi très belle, Dominique. 👍👏👏🔝

music, arrangements, mix : Tulipe (@tulipe-records)
voix/vocals : Dominique Briand & Tulipe (@tulipe-records)

Un immense merci à mon ami et talentueux artiste Tulipe (@tulipe-records) pour avoir accepté de m’accompagner sur ce projet en composant et jouant cette superbe musique et en posant sa voix sur la mienne.

A huge thank you to my friend and talented artist Tulipe (@tulipe-records) for agreeing to accompany me on this project by composing and playing this superb music and by adding his voice to mine.


Paroliers : Hubert Giraud / Noel Roux

On peut vivre sans richesse
Presque sans le sou
Des seigneurs et des princesses
Y'en a plus beaucoup
Mais vivre sans tendresse
On ne le pourrait pas
Non, non, non, non
On ne le pourrait pas
On peut vivre sans la gloire
Qui ne prouve rien
Etre inconnu dans l'histoire
Et s'en trouver bien
Mais vivre sans tendresse
Il n'en est pas question
Non, non, non, non
Il n'en est pas question
Quelle douce faiblesse
Quel joli sentiment
Ce besoin de tendresse
Qui nous vient en naissant
Vraiment, vraiment, vraiment
Le travail est nécessaire
Mais s'il faut rester
Des semaines sans rien faire
Eh bien, on s'y fait
Mais vivre sans tendresse
Le temps vous paraît long
Long, long, long, long
Le temps vous parait long
Dans le feu de la jeunesse
Naissent les plaisirs
Et l'amour fait des prouesses
Pour nous éblouir
Oui mais sans la tendresse
L'amour ne serait rien
Non, non, non, non
L'amour ne serait rien
Quand la vie impitoyable
Vous tombe dessus
On n'est plus qu'un pauvre diable
Broyé et déçu
Alors sans la tendresse
D'un coeur qui nous soutient
Non, non, non, non
On n'irait pas plus loin
Un enfant nous embrasse
Parce qu'on le rend heureux
Tous nos chagrins s'effacent
On a les larmes aux yeux
Mon Dieu, mon Dieu, mon Dieu
Dans votre immense sagesse
Immense ferveur
Faites donc pleuvoir sans cesse
Au fond de nos coeurs
Des torrents de tendresse
Pour que règne l'amour
Règne l'amour
Jusqu'à la fin des jours

La Tendresse (Bourvil) par Tulipe et Dominique

CULT BURY RIOT・太陽の王国　From vocal Spade13(13R.I.P)
New MV 黒点
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MDQaNRIjosQ

黒点 - MV ver YouTube  -

Let go, no need to fight,
Everything glitters in the bright light.

Flower Attack

Tiempos

Lyrics (Original Song)
Ever since you first found out that I love you
You been adding to the list of things that I must do
And even though I do the best that I am able 
you got me begging for the scraps from your table

I’d rather be a good woman’s dog than to be your man
But I can’t help but jump whenever you command
A good woman’s heart is worth any sacrifice 
But when it comes to you I am a fool to bear this price
But I love you anyways, Lord help me I love you anyways

I don’t know why my tail wags so hard when you get home
I am just an accessory in your purse you post on your phone
Why I don’t I take the first chance to bolt out that front door
And run down the street like you don’t own me any more

I’d rather be a good woman’s dog than to be your man
But I can’t help but jump whenever you command
A good woman’s heart is worth any sacrifice 
But when it comes to you I am a fool to bear this price
But I love you anyways, God help me I love you anyways

Good Woman's Dog

We welcome your feedback!

Composed, produced & performed by Srouly Frank
(Inspired by Maurice Ravel)

Interval

I was lucky enough to have Mister Georg putting his full of talents magic cases on my music once again. Merci mon ami :))

Colors of an eternal land

I listen to the wind 
I need time 
Give me a hundred years 

You see I put
I put one foot in front of the other 
without really knowing 
without knowing where I'm going 

I feel on my lips 
the breath of a warm wind 
that falls from above
and burning my skin 

I let myself be transported by my dreams 
I give myself a break, a truce 
I let myself be guided by the light 
in the freshness of the day 
that is ending

I listen to the wind 
I need time 
Give me a hundred years 

then I hear over my shoulder 
the dance of the waves
the powerful song of the sea 
I lie down I hesitate and then I dare 
to roll in the sand 
under the infinite sky 

I let myself be transported by my dreams 
I give myself a break, a truce 
I let myself be guided by the light 
in the freshness of the day 
that is coming to an end

a shadow, a perfume 
the colors of an eternal land 
a generous and beautiful nature 
she who in return asks for nothing 

yes I will travel alone 
I will never turn back

Couleurs D'un Pays Éternel (translated) w/ Georg Boehme

Oceanic Musique – Talk of the Fishes
March 2023
Duration: 2:30
Listen to the Oceanic Musique Playlist https://soundcloud.com/bruce-klepper-1/sets/oceanic-musique
Special thanks to John-Marc Ventimiglia @john-marc-ventimiglia for his highly valued musical input and for creating the fish, marine mammals and crustaceans sound library used to compose this piece.

There’s a whole lot of talking going on beneath the waves.  A new study suggests that sound communication in fish goes back at least 155 million years. Although fish have developed hearing similar to other vertebrates, the way they make sounds to communicate to other fish is distinctive. Many fish use swim bladder vibrations to make noise or may vibrate other muscles or parts of the body, while others can snap their tendons, move their jaws, or otherwise rub skeletal parts to produce sounds.  What are the fish talking about? Fish are either trying to attract a mate, defend a food source or territory, or let others know where they are. Even some of the common names for fish are based on the sounds they make, such as grunts, croakers, hog fish, squeaking catfish and trumpeters. 

For clarinet, bass clarinet, contrabass clarinet, marimba, fish, marine mammals and crustaceans recordings, virtual instruments and percussion.

Oceanic Musique - Talk of The Fishes

Heartfelt thanks to Torbjørn for this composition that he invited Dairv and me to be a part of. With the poetry of Emily Brontë , this became a journey in nature, about hope and about light.
May we take care of our wonderful nature.

Torbjørn Vagle: instrumental composition, piano, organ, synth, strings and productionhttps://soundcloud.com/tobbenv
Oddrun Eikli: vocal and vocal composition
Dairv Dubbleyew: Guitarhttps://soundcloud.com/dairv-dubbleyew
Cover: Vetle Vagle
Poem by Emily Brontë (30 July 1818 – 19 December 1848)

VIII
The battle had passed from the height,
And still did evening fall;
While heaven with its restful night
Gloriously canopied all.

The dead around were sleeping
On heath and granite grey,
And the dying their last watch were keeping
In the closing of the day.
·⁠·⁠·⁠·⁠·
How golden bright from earth and heaven
The summer day declines!
How gloriously o'er land and sea
The parting sunbeam shines!
There is a voice in the wind that waves
Those bright rejoicing trees.
·⁠·⁠·⁠·⁠·
Not a vapour had stained the breezeless blue,
Not a cloud had dimmed the sun,
From the time of morning's earliest dew
Till the summer day was done.

And all as pure and all as bright
The sun of evening died,
And purer still its parting light
Shone on Lake Elnor's tide.

Emily Jane Brontë (30 July 1818 – 19 December 1848) was an English novelist and poet who is best known for her only novel, Wuthering Heights, now considered a classic of English literature. She also published one book of poetry with her sisters Charlotte and Anne titled Poems by Currer, Ellis and Acton Bell with her own poems finding regard as poetic genius.

Morning`s Earliest Dew . Torbjørn Vagle. Dairv Dubbleyew. Oddrun Eikli.

Additional story here: https://mystictapedeck.com/mythology/the-mountebank/

Guitars, "townie" vocals, timbales, hand drums, drum kit, piano, toy piano, percussion: R Thomas
Guitars, "monty" vocals, melodica, omnichord, ebow, bass, percussion, toy piano, claps and snaps: PS Perkins
Additional guitar snippets: KVN Finch
Spanish guitar outro: Mark Wand

LYRICS:
----------------------------
(townie)
People in this town, they've all seen you hangin' around
They don't like it
They're not buyin' what you're sellin', standing' on your box and yellin'
They don't like it
Their sentiment is strong, and they asked you move along
They don't like it. They really don't like it.

(monty)
People in this town, one by one they sneak around
They seem to like it
They come and they go, they never let the neighbors know
That they like it
They may hide it from the rest, but their coins inside my chest say they like it
Oh, I think they like it. They like it.

(townie)
With your shell games and dice, I ain't tellin' you twice
I don't like it
They're down on their knees while you sell them your disease
I don't like it
With your slug milk and wine, they're just fish on your line
I don't like it I really don't like it.

(monty)
I am just a businessman, I make my living where I can
The way I like it
I am sure you understand, I'm just meeting their demand
And I like it
So there's no need to taunt, I just give them what they want and they like it, 
Oh I think they like it, and I like it

(townie)
They say that you're depraved, that you're sick and can't be saved
We don't like it.
And the medicine you sell isn't making them well
We don't like it.
So just get on down the road, if you'd like, I'll help you load
We don't like it. We really don't like it.

(monty)
My patience wearing thin, I take another one on the chin
Because they like it.
So I guess I'll up and go, take my tack and tents in tow
I don't like it
But your virtue is a clown, so I'll go to the next town
Where they like it. I'll go where they like it.
Where they like it.

The Mountebank

A power ballad about death and decay. Interpreting inevitable changes, loss and departure into John's skillful lyrics, the vocal melody conveys a deep sadness. I composed and played the song on piano and guitar both. It's hard to believe that a random collaboration paired John and me together. Later, Dirk joined as a vocalist and added plenty of drama. Thank you so much, it's always fun to collaborate with you!

Nadine de Macedo: composition, arrangement, piano, guitar, background vocals, programming, production
Dirk Diamond: vocals
John Nicholson: lyrics

Where to find us: 
https://soundcloud.com/nadinedemacedo
https://soundcloud.com/dirk_van_diamond
https://johnnicholson.bandcamp.com/

==== LYRICS ====

I'm like a tree that sheds its leaves 
The final stage is coming, 
devoid of any future 

I stay here rooted to this spot 
No need to move around no, 
an ever growing tumour 

I see it only in my dreams 
When I awake from silence 
I hear the wind is calling me 
Testing my self-reliance 

Oohh sings the wind 
Oohh sings the wind 
Oohh sings the wind 
Things will never be the same 
Things will never be the same 

Alone I’ve walked this dusty road 
Left no trace and no sorrow, 
got no idea to borrow 

I'm bound right to this dying land 
Carrion crows are calling, 
an ever circling shadow 

I hope one day to see the light 
Dappled through meadows and tall trees 
And singing like the rippling stream 
Carried on a silent breeze 

Oohh sings the wind (it sings your name) 
Oohh sings the wind (it sings your name) 
Oohh sings the wind (it sings your name) 
Things will never be the same 
Things will never be the same

La Tendresse (Bourvil) par Tulipe et Dominique

Dominique Briand

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