Superbement évocatrice cette musique . Un grand bravo les artistes 👌

love the layers and energy in this one... amazing to hear on my headphones...

Voix/vocals : Dominique Briand
Mix :  Peter Stevens (soundcloud.com/pwstevens)

Une île est une chanson française écrite par Serge Lama
Musique: Yves Gilbert
(C) 1969 by Sidonie et Éditions Serge Lama 

Refrain / chorus
 Une île entre le ciel et l'eau
Une île sans hommes ni bateaux,
Inculte, un peu comme une insulte,
Sauvage, sans espoir de voyage,
Une île, une île
Entre le ciel et l'eau.
1 Ce serait là, face à la mer immense
Là, sans espoir d'espérance,
Tout seul face à ma destinée,
Plus seul qu'au coeur d'une forêt,
Ce serait là dans ma propre défaite
Tout seul sans espoir de conquête
Que je saurais enfin pourquoi
Je t'ai quittée, moi qui n'aime que toi.
R Une île comme une cible d'or
Tranquille comme un enfant qui dort,
Fidèle à en mourir pour elle,
Cruelle à force d'être belle;
Une île, une île
Comme un enfant qui dort.
2 Ce serait là, face à la mer immense
Là, pour venger mes vengeances,
Tout seul avec mes souvenirs,
Plus seul qu'au moment de mourir.
Ce serait là, au coeur de Sainte-Hélène,
Sans joie, sans amour et sans haine
Que je saurais enfin pourquoi
Je t'ai quittée, moi qui n'aime que toi.
R Une île entre le ciel et l'eau.
Une île sans hommes ni bateaux,
Inculte un peu comme une insulte,
Sauvage, sans espoir de voyage.
Une île, cette île, mon île
C'est toi.

Une île (Serge Lama) par Dominique Briand

'green nails'
https://www.instagram.com/one.man.verity.show/reel/C9JVNvzuc-u/

lyrics: Scotty & Gems

Baby, paint your nails green today,
naked on the couch as I play with my lady.
As the sun shines through the curtains delicately. 
And the birdsongs that surround us match my melody. 

Greeeeen naaails.
And soooo free.
Come back one day and make me feel this way.
One day.





green nails

Here is a song (an old-fashioned ballad) composed and recorded in 1998. I didn't feel the need to add anything, except for the vocals in places where it was too low in volume. The song journay now is over, I hope: from the Korg to a CD, from the CD to a tape, from the tape to the PC, from the PC to SC.
Cover picture is from Pietro Corrao.

Because of the bad English translation, I add something about the story the song tells (that in part was inspired by a short fable I published only in 2003). Martina is a servant of a rich man; she is a poor, widowed woman, the dreamer and deceived mistress of a no-good sailor who is now in prison for stealing everything she had.

ENG / ITA LYRICS

furious Martina 
cuts potatoes and guesses
who knocks at the door 
who brings silver to the master 
at six in the morning
curious morning
fancies and outbursts 
not Martina's habit
to follow the footprints left by cats 
on frost roofs

but Martina thinks back 
to summer nights 
tales of fairies
to encounters 
to evenings spent 
dreaming of ships that have sailed away
Martina gave me the house keys 
the photos of her children and of her as a child
Martina used to run on skates 
and often fell first...
furious Martina

if I marry Martina 
we'll have a party in the hills
I'll give her a song
a rose a raspberry 
and a starfish
jealous Martina 
herbal teas and hot flashes
not Martina's habit
stringing necklaces 
waiting for the snow to come
hidden in the cellar  

but Martina thinks back 
of burnt nights 
to summer tales
to encounters 
to evenings spent 
dreaming of ships that have sailed away
Martina gave me the silver from home 
the photos of her children and of her as a child
Martina ran on skates 
and often fell first ...
furious Martina

haughty Martina 
turmoil and bells is not like Martina
to follow the tracks left by thieves 
escaped into the hills
if I marry Martina 
we'll have a quiet party
I will give her a song 
a dirge and the sermon 
of the priest of this prison 

but Martina thinks back 
of burnt nights 
to summer tales
to encounters 
to evenings spent 
dreaming of ships that have sailed away
Martina gave me the silver from home 
the photos of her children and of her as a child
Martina ran on skates 
and often fell first ...
furious Martina

----

furiosa Martina 
se taglia patate indovina
chi bussa al portone 
chi porta l’argento al padrone 
alle sei di mattina
curiosa mattina
mattane e caldane non è da Martina
seguire le impronte lasciate dai gatti 
sui tetti di brina

... ma Martina ripensa 
alle notti d’estate 
ai racconti di fate
agli incontri 
alle sere passate 
a sognare le navi che sono salpate
Martina mi ha dato le chiavi di casa 
le foto dei figli e di lei da bambina
Martina correva sui pattini 
e spesso cadeva per prima...
furiosa Martina

se sposo Martina 
faremo una festa in collina
le regalerò una canzone 
una rosa un lampone 
e una stella marina
gelosa Martina 
tisane e scalmane non è da Martina
infilare collane 
aspettando che arrivi la neve 
nascosta in cantina  

... ma Martina ripensa 
alle notti bruciate 
ai racconti d’estate
agli incontri 
alle sere passate 
a sognare le navi che sono salpate
Martina mi ha dato gli argenti di casa 
le foto dei figli e di lei da bambina
Martina correva sui pattini 
e spesso cadeva per prima ...
furiosa Martina

ritrosa Martina 
buriane e campane non è da Martina
seguire le tracce lasciate dai ladri 
scappati in collina
se sposo Martina 
faremo una festa in sordina
le regalerò una canzone 
una nenia e il sermone 
del prete di questa prigione 

... ma Martina ripensa 
alle notti bruciate 
ai racconti d’estate
agli incontri 
alle sere passate 
a sognare le navi che sono salpate
Martina mi ha dato gli argenti di casa 
le foto dei figli e di lei da bambina
Martina correva sui pattini 
e spesso cadeva per prima ...
furiosa Martina

------

Music and lyrics by Michele Ansani (1998).
Posted on SoundCloud: 2024, August 17.

Furiosa Martina **

It’s been a while since Terry and I have released a Texas Tea collaboration, but we finally got hold of one.  This is called ‘Overflow’.  Terry started this one off, as is the case with most Texas Tea tracks and I went in with a flashlight to find all the cool spots that were primed for some twangy ambience. Terry did the mix and production honors and this one was out the door !  Enjoy the mellow 🍄‍🟫🧘‍♂️👽

Overflow

Overflow - w/ Tea R Sea - a Texas Tea Production

24-09-19

Moments Remembered

The Girls Of Arpoador (with Styrmonix)

A World At War

“Get Wise, Child”

Dazzled by the shine of each dashing smile
Child, you better wise to the guise of guile
Give your heart to dance to their passing fancies
You're like to end up lonely, bitter, and angry

The world is false
And full of greed
They’ll praise your faults
And deceive your needs

Find yourself a love that esteems and improves you
One whom pairing to will make a marriage of gratitude

Through cold, dark nights
They’ll by your side attend
You’ll hold them dear
And thank God for so good a friend

Fallin’ into cults for that special direction
Double-check your step ‘cause bad thoughts ’re infectious
The world is like to debase with a myriad voices
Listen past their noise cause the most are joyless

The world is false
And full of greed
They’ll praise your faults
And deceive your needs

Find yourself the truth that uplifts and refines you
The one the world can’t shake because it builds true fortitude

Through bleak, long days
It’ll keep from distress
You’ll hold it dear
And thank God for your good sense

The world may sway
In violent madness
But don’t you fear
‘Cause you’ve prepared a strong defense

Get wise, child
The world will joy-ride you
Get wise, child
Don’t let the world decide you

Get wise, child
You need a true friend beside you
Get wise, child
You need the truth to guide you

---
Music by Corey Ball
Lyrics by August Lysy

Get Wise, Child

Written 2006

self reflection for the ego


Lyrics

Goodbye Ego

Why, on Earth do I fight you?
For I am inside you.
Why won't you climb out.
You know I can never hide from you

Is it your suffering as an entity
That clouds the real minds energy
Is it that you are fear,
Is it that you are pain
Have you got a voice
Does compassion always win?

Are you the seed of doubt that created my sin?
If that's your biggest shout I want no more of you then 

In front belief
Behind is your grief
You must create a thief that loves his own leech

Well then why on Earth do I fight uou?
For I am a soul and I'm inside you

If this be your way
Then love will release
Your egos dismay and your search for resonance

If this be your way
Then love will release
Your egos dismay and your search for resonance

So why on this Earth do I fight you
For I am a soul and I'm inside you

Stuck in the middle with you
What can I do
Stuck in the middle with you
What can I do
I'm a soul and I'm part of you


📜Goodbye Ego

Live recording - Kenny on vocals and guitar, Laura on bass
subject - life

WE ALL DREAM

Is Time a relative realm, or does it exist as unique, static & monolithic, and the things and beings pass in an illusory manner while it does not change at all ?
Who can say that time exists in any way other than intangible ? If this exists, can it be judging or helping in any other way than philosophically ....................................................
real music half composed with mouse, keyboard, mind and heart (No generative AI involved) and half played with my hands, in the case of keyboards and some synths.

The Girls Of Arpoador (with Styrmonix)

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