Me and my younger son fell in love with this beautiful country and its people when we visited B.C. and Alberta in 2023 doing a roundtrip of 7500 km starting from Vancouver. The picture was taken on Vancouver Island near Tofino. View on what should be Wickaninnish Island. Before Tofino, we took the Inside Passage by Ferry starting from Prince Rupert to Port Hardy. One of most beautiful Boat trips I ever did.

Demo Songs 2023

Falling for Canada

Pour tous ceux qui sont nostalgique du combi Volkswagen des années 70 , le fameux Bulli , et qui ont voyagé avec lui dans leur jeunesse 😃
For all those who travelled in a Volkswagen combi in their youth 

Compositeur : Philippe SEGUINARD  Auteur : Guillaume DULER

J'ai roulé ma bosse 
Quand j'étais un gosse
Dans un combi couleur de l'arc en ciel
Une fenêtre sur le monde
Pour moi petite tête blonde
Avec mon père , ma mère et l'essentiel

Bulli ma maison on the road
Bulli ma maison d'évasion
Bulli ma jeunesse on the road
Bulli ma jeunesse d'horizon

J'ai traversé des frontières
Croisé des sœurs et des frères
Qui m'adoptaient en jouant simplement
Des amitiés sans ombre
Et qu'importe la langue et le nombre
Y'a de la place dans le cœur des enfants

REFRAIN

J'ai grandi sur les routes
Passé entre les gouttes
De rivières sauvages en océans
Une vie sous tous les temps
Partir où nous portaient les vents
Et s'endormir autour d'un feu de camp

REFRAIN

Je voudrais tant retrouver
Ces années de liberté
Kerouac tes pages s’effacent doucement
Mon vieux Bulli est parti
Roule t'il encore aujourd'hui
Au petit bonheur la chance comme avant !

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER Février 2024

I've lived through a lot of things
When I was a kid
In a rainbow-colored van
A window on the world
For me little blonde head
With my father, my mother and the essentials

Bulli my home on the road
Bulli my escape house
Bulli my youth on the road
Bulli my youth on the horizon

I crossed borders
Crossed paths with sisters and brothers
Who adopted me simply by playing
Friendships without shadow
And no matter the language or the number
There's room in every child's heart

CHORUS

I grew up on the road
Passed between the drops
From wild rivers to oceans
A life in all weathers
Wherever the winds took us
And fall asleep around a campfire

CHORUS

I would so much like to return
Those years of freedom
Kerouac your pages are slowly fading
My old Bulli is gone
Is it still rolling today
Just like before!

Bulli  TRANSLATED

Cosmos

Gotta let the cow out of the barn once in a while ;) Sometimes we just need to take ourselves less seriously, and laugh at ourselves and life's predicaments.
Start the summer with a tongue-in-cheek tune to lift our spirits.

Lyrics:
                                Sell My Cow
    I’d sell my cow if I needed a drink
    I needed a drink…I needed a drink
    A nice drink of milk…ah-ha…oh yeah
    I’m so thirsty and you know what they think
    I’d sell my cow if I needed a drink
    If I needed a drink…I needed a drink
    A nice drink of milk
    My cow she’s a good old girl
    A very fine udder, with her tail a twirl…oh yeah
    And a very fat ass that drives me insane
    With the taint of methane
    I’d sell my cow if I needed a drink
    If I needed a drink…For the price of a drink
    A nice drink of milk…that’s me!    
    (INST)
    As I made my way to market
    She followed on behind
    For all that bovine intelligence
    She didn’t read perfidy in my mind…oh no
    I’d sell my cow if I needed a drink
    If I needed a drink…For the price of a drink
    A nice drink of milk…Oh Id’ sell my cow…I’d sell that cow
    I sold me cow, because I needed a drink
    I needed a drink…for the price of a drink
    A nice drink of milk…I sold my cow…I sold my cow!
    I sold my cow ‘cos I needed a drink.

Wigmore: music, production
Allen: Lyrics, vocals, guitar and bass
2024

Free download
Track 10 of the album - Shyling
https://www.terrywigmore.com/wigmore-allen-gibbons

Shyling

La Fille Aux Cheveux De Lin

Saw you walking last week
Down a stale local street
And the colours, they all fade away,
As we step through this dance of dissolving

My friend is beginning to melt
All her edges beginning to fade
All the lines on her face become cages
Tied up with all the nooses she has laid

I called out, but she can’t hear through the changes
All the ways that she has chosen now to be
Pulled aside the warp and weft, a little bit bereft
Like a fleeting streetlight trembling out to sea

Saw you walking last week
Down a stale local street
And the colours, they all fade away,
As we step through this dance of dissolving 

A tangle of matchsticks combs her hair
Just a woman who is never really there,
In a melting dream of someone, watch the edges drift apart
All out to sea…


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Written sung made and played by Emma

All out to sea...

A fascinating story that inspired me to write the lyrics to this track.
Who’s Next !

THE 27 CLUB has become one of the most elusive and remarkably tragic coincidences in rock & roll history. The term became widely known after Kurt Cobain’s death in 1994, with rock fans connecting his age to that of Jim Morrison, Janis Joplin, Brian Jones and Jimi Hendrix – though it was notable to fans in the early 1970s when those four visionaries died within just two years of each other. When Amy Winehouse passed away at age 27 in 2011, it attracted even more attention to the significance of the age. While the club has been largely connected to musicians, it has expanded since, as many young actors and artists have lost their lives due to everything from addiction to suicide to freak accidents. The unfortunate and untimely losses are connected to the 27club.

Club27

V1
We are just a product of our Own
Environment
From where we go  to who we invent 
Mother told him  please don’t join that stupid club 
Don’t wanna be a casualty and end up misunderstood
He said no I wanna be were  the spotlight on me 
I’ve got the minerals and a top grade degree 

Chorus 
Oh my god it’s so Absurd
Oh my god haven’t you heard 
Of the Club 27
It’s a personal heaven x2
We’re you share the same number 
And forever stay younger 
Avoid club 27
Its your personal heaven 

V2
There is an investment in self car crash tv 
And expressions in our very own working Graffiti
Unlimited energy when we spray the white line 
But that’s as boring as breathing air in time 
And watching you in your very sad demise 
And waiting in club 27 for the next big surprise 

Chorus to end

Club 27 ~ Conscience Of Kings

DESILLUSION     (translation after the French text)
Chant : Karine 
Paroles et musique : Alain Illos 

ON SE LAISSAIT GUIDER PAR LE VENT
AU MONDE PERDU DES REVES D'ENFANT
ON REVAIT
QUE L'ARRIVÉE D'UN PERSONNAGE
QUI PARTAGERAIT SES PRINTEMPS
POURRAIT BRISER TOUS LES SERMENTS
ET QU'ON NE VERRAIT PLUS SOUVENT
LES NUAGES

ON SE LAISSAIT PORTER PAR DES ERREURS
DES MESSAGES FLOUS DE NOS RANCOEURS
ON SENTAIT
QUE LA ROUTE SERAIT COURTE MAIS BELLE
A CONDITION D'Y ACCEDER
NE FAIRE QUE DES CHOIX PERSONNEL
MONTER LES MARCHES POUR ACCEDER  
AUX NUAGES

DES FLOTS DE SENTIMENTS
DES DESILLUSIONS DES PEINES
PARFOIS UNE LUEUR SOUDAINE
NOUS PROMENE
D'UN BOUT À L'AUTRE D'UNE VIE.

Desillusion

WE LET OURSELVES BE GUIDED BY THE WIND
TO THE LOST WORLD OF CHILDHOOD DREAMS
WE REVEALED
THAT THE ARRIVAL OF A CHARACTER
WHO WOULD SHARE HER SPRINGS
COULD BREAK ALL OATHS
AND WE'D NEVER SEE
THE CLOUDS


WE'D LET OURSELVES BE CARRIED ALONG BY MISTAKES
BLURRED MESSAGES OF OUR RESENTMENTS
WE FELT
THAT THE ROAD WOULD BE SHORT BUT BEAUTIFUL
AS LONG AS WE GOT THERE
MAKING ONLY PERSONAL CHOICES
CLIMB THE STEPS TO REACH  
TO THE CLOUDS

FLOODS OF FEELINGS
DESILLUSIONS SORROWS
SOMETIMES A SUDDEN GLOW
PROMISES US
FROM ONE END OF A LIFE TO THE OTHER.

Désillusion  avec Karine

Voices in the sky

Written, performed and recorded by Neli CoKo, 2924, all rights reserved. 
Thank you for listening :)
Original photography by Vika Glitter https://www.pexels.com/de-de/foto/meer-dammerung-sonnenuntergang-strand-26310095/

Feel The Summer

Cast of Characters:

Llanpsych-- @llanpsych -- Tez – foundational acoustic and electric guitars, distorted electric guitar, and the seed idea
Mistermark – @user-432503709 – Mark – vocals, lyrics, high organ, toy piano, percussion, sound effects, production, editing, mix
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– 5-string banjo solo, electric guitar
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- low organ, piano, synth flute, sound effects
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums, percussion 
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – 4-string fretless bass
Composition – The Eclectic Collective

This song began its life as a hauntingly exquisite guitar chord progression that Tez came up with and shared with the rest of us. He also stacked a couple of other guitar tracks in there for good measure. Ken was first up, adding his drums, then later his pots and pans percussion. As he was doing that, Josh was coming up with his bass line, and they did their little dance of back and forth until the rhythm section was set. Mark came in around the same time, though, and added his unique, Waitsian vocals with the lyrics that he wrote for it, too. He also added some really amazing organ parts, a toy piano which you can hear right after the banjo solo, and percussion that add a solid foundation for his voice and add magic throughout the song. Stephen followed shortly after with the big stroke guitar chords, and also came up with the amazing banjo solo you hear in there, too. Last, but not least, JJ came in with his organ and electric piano to seal the deal with the melodies and ambience. Then he and Mark added the cool sound effects you hear throughout, too.
  Every great song needs a great producer, and Mark filled the duty on this one. He has proved himself to be a masterful editor, producer, and mixer, and we are lucky to have him as part of the team.
  This one is an homage to Tom Waits in a deliberate way. We're all big fans, and tried to do something in his unique style. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.
 
Original lyrics by Mistermark:
I got something hidden in my closet 
that I don’t want you to see 
A little like a shady deposit
And it’s bound to incriminate me

Well now some might call it a skeleton 
Like a raincoat filled with bones
See I been hangin’ it there since I don’t know when
And I just can’t leave it alone

Me and Bill rolling bones in a gambling hall 
I threw snake eyes but Bill counted three
I took his accusation just a little too far 
Then everybody went quiet as they stared at me

Now the finger bone’s connected to the trigger
And the hand bone’s connected to me
And every day my secret’s gettin’ bigger
Soon enough I’ll be swinging from a tree

Coz I got something hidden in my closet 
that I don’t want you to see 
I done made a shady deposit
And it’s bound to incriminate me

Well now some might call it a skeleton 
Like a raincoat filled with bones
See I been hiding it there since I don’t know when
And I just can’t leave it alone
(repeat)

Bones (The Eclectic Collective)

Hi there,

I'm Emma... :-)
I write songs, then I play, sing and record them in my small home studio.  

Thanks for checking out my cloud!  :-)



All out to sea...

Emma Caiman