Original composition…..Alejandro Gonzalez M.

Troubled

A slow-burning cold wave track blending haunting synths, minimal rhythms, and a deep sense of longing.
"I Find the Way" drifts through midnight thoughts and faded memories, searching for connection in the shadows.

Produced at 120 BPM, yet unfolding like a dream at 60 — for night drives, lonely rooms, and late hours where silence speaks loudest.

Best experienced with headphones... and blue lights.

Find The Way

Find the Way - KRT Production

Good Damn

Deezer : https://www.deezer.com/fr/album/804468291
Apple Music : https://music.apple.com/fr/album/quel-temps-fait-il-entre-les-gouttes-feat-jean-paul/1833071726
Spotify : https://open.spotify.com/intl-fr/album/5NOwif24XFvX5o5fQGR0mJ
YouTube : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TW2KFsDcf6M&list=OLAK5uy_nyH8HpdiBKGuduhOZ6fzZN4fe997DUoAw
Qobuz : https://www.qobuz.com/nz-en/album/quel-temps-fait-il-entre-les-gouttes-myckael-marcovic/lt4eqyecja9ta
RadioGalaxxy : https://www.radiogalaxxy.fr/

Translation above.
Texte et musique : Myckaël Marcovic
Voix : Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel
André Gide disait "Que l'importance soit dans ton regard, non dans la chose regardée." Cette chanson en est une illustration à travers la pluie qu'on peut voir comme triste. À moins qu'on sache voir entre les gouttes...

				       À Leny

Quel temps fait-il entre les gouttes ?

Y a ceux qui voient toujours le verre
À moitié vide
À moitié plein
Y a ceux qui voient toujours l’hiver
Saison frigide
Saison de rien

Refrain :
Quel temps fait-il entre les gouttes,
Là où le ciel ne pleure pas ?
Moi, je me dis sans doute, sans doute,
Que la réponse dépend de toi…
Quel temps fait-il entre les gouttes,
Là où le ciel ne pleure pas ?
Moi, je me dis sans doute, sans doute,
Qu’un p’tit bonheur sa cache là.

Y a ceux qui voient toujours la Terre
Soit tout en blanc,
Soit tout en noir.
Y a ceux qui voient ceux qui espèrent
Vendeurs de vent,
Vendeurs d’espoirs.
(refrain)

Y a ceux qui croient que la misère
Se compte en banque,
Se compte en rien.
Y a ceux qui voient tout en colère
Cœur à la manque
Cœur tout éteint

 le 22 avril 2025

André Gide said, “Let the importance be in your gaze, not in the thing you gaze upon.” This song illustrates this through the rain, which can be seen as sad. Unless you know how to see between the raindrops...
	                                To Leny

What's the weather like between the raindrops?

There are those who always see the glass
Half empty
Half full
There are those who always see winter
A frigid season
A season of nothing

Chorus :
What's the weather like between the raindrops,
Where the sky doesn't cry?
I tell myself, no doubt, no doubt,
That the answer depends on you...
What's the weather like between the raindrops,
Where the sky doesn't cry?
I tell myself, no doubt, no doubt,
That a little happiness is hiding there.

There are those who always see the Earth
Either all white,
Or all black.
There are those who see those who hope
Sellers of wind,
Sellers of hope.
(chorus)

There are those who believe that misery
Is counted in the bank,
Is counted as nothing.
There are those who see everything with anger,
Heart missing,
Heart completely extinguished.

Lyrics and music : Myckaël Marcovic, April 22, 2025
Vocal : Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel

Quel temps fait-il entre les gouttes ?

The Cats Pajamas

I Believe

the piece  is almost polyrhythmic 
uses as a riff a 7-note rhythmic pattern x-x-xx-x-x-x taken from african drums
this gives 3 bars of 4 which seems assymetric when repeated
deep in the mix there is also the pulse of 4 bars of 3

seven on twelve

A farewell letter translated almost literally into music. Often one loves more than the other. It's about an affair. One falls in love, and only when he realizes that she doesn't really love him, even though he'd give up everything, he understand that he has to let her go.

Let U Go

У моря есть волны
У солнца есть свет
Есть я у тебя у меня тебя нет
Ты смотришь в окно чтоб увидеть опять
Те странные мысли, не потерять

Пройдёт серой тучей и ляжет в песок
А мне бы приблизиться на волосок
К тому, что мерцает и может спасти
Того, что не вижу но есть впереди

Не зная что будет
Не видя, что есть
Мы сделаем шаг, но останемся здесь
Под небом курчавым расправим слова
И заиграют стихов кружева

Тот шаг, что надеждою стоит согреть
И для чего так хотелось бы петь
Шагнуть бы его, или что то понять
Те странные мысли мне не унять

Пр.
Помню свет в окне
Зелёной комнаты
Вижу, мальчик на ковре
Играет в кубики

/// google translate

The sea has waves
The sun has light
You have me, I don't have you
You look out the window to see again
Those strange thoughts, not to lose

Will pass as a gray cloud and lie in the sand
And I would like to come a hair closer
To that which shimmers and can save
That which I do not see but is ahead

Not knowing what will be
Not seeing what is
We will take a step, but will remain here
Under the curly sky we will straighten the words
And the lace of poetry will play

That step that is worth warming with hope
And why would I so like to sing
I would like to step it, or understand something
Those strange thoughts I cannot calm

Сhorus
I remember the light in the window
of the green room
I see a boy on the carpet
Playing with cubes

Странные мысли

Странные мысли / Strange thoughts

Quick acoustic cover of rock and roll star by oasis

Rock and Roll Star (oasis acoustic cover)

A thought about crystals floating on ice floes in the Outer Seas of Arda
submission for Weekly Note Composing Jam #31 hosted by emscottish for Itch.IO August 2025
the prompt for the music jam was simply "Crystal Caverns"

But I morphed it into a character study of the frustrations of Ulmo after Gondolin falls and he goes to the other Valar.  Video sequence would be something like: he travels from this ice-floe thing with crystals on it (it being something like an alternate headquarters he seldom uses compared to lower Vaiya, but being floating crystals and ice, much easier to slide around than the isle of Balar had been) around to the west side of Valinor then walks across the fields of Oromë to Valmar and has his unsuccessful council and is just hopping mad mostly at Mandos that they still won't do anything.  Aulë and Manwë are sympathetic but everyone is like "not yet".

the Exilic Noldorin "Raxëlutta" can be meant either as "breaker who sails" to refer to the island-ship or "Ruin of the Free" in a darker, poetic sense of the tension of the moment of frustration.

itch.io project page:
https://exedexes1.itch.io/ethereal-tsavoritic-raxelutta

Ethereal Tsavoritic Raxëlutta

A therapeutic journey into a mix of jazz, classical, and a blend of types of electronica.  And a wry, gradual observation that promotion tends to only go as far as you push it.  At least I make my fellow musicians laugh a little.

Ethereal Tsavoritic Raxëlutta

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