Bygone times,

Was humanity happier? Was freedom for all greater? Has the human imagination and ability to formulate stories, and perhaps actual experiences,  in stone, paintings, orally and on parchment and paper in the form of fairy tales, religions, etc. been more important to humanity, than actual life.

It can often be experienced as if we rather live on the hope of the future, a vague image of something that does not exist yet, because we heard from someone or read somewhere that it is better there, and at the same time we have a very hard time remembering our history , if you go further back than yesterday, or possibly last week.
Yes, man and his way of thinking, is a paradox of confusion and contradictions, in his throws between now...before...and then.

Contributors to this collection;
Dan-DT: https://soundcloud.com/dan-t-3
David Dunham: https://soundcloud.com/david-dunhamuser589535203
Peter the Poet: https://soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Seagull: https://soundcloud.com/farout-music-studio
Clara Sorace

Armageddon

Humanity, of course, could not refrain from...pressing the red button. A button press that created the endless emptiness and silence from a cracked shell, of a formerly wonderful planet, but now, cold and desolate, floating in pieces without contact, never more able to harbor life.

For whom and for what, is that thought even worth thinking? What is the profit? And who will be able to enjoy it?

The human body made it through a few hundred thousand years, but the brain did not make it. It collapsed from too much stress and impact, and then promptly reverted to more lizard-like control.

What did humanity do that went so wrong? Could we have done it another way? Was it inevitable.....or is it an inborn error in our brain, and in the way it developed.....or under developed?.....Hmmmmmm......

Bygone times & Armageddon - Dan-DT, David D, Peter & Seagull

2025, May

Best od SoundCloud August 2025

Ma fille quand elle avait 20 ans a passé 2 mois en hôpital psychiatrique . Les paroles de la chanson sont le reflet de ce dont elle se souvient et notre ressenti quand on allait la voir . Philippe a su retranscrire en musique toutes les étapes psychologiques par lesquelles elle et nous , ses parents sommes passés. Merci à Thibault pour les passages en anglais qui apportent une intensité incroyable au titre .  
My 20-year-old daughter spent 2 months in a psychiatric hospital. The song's lyrics reflect what she remembers and how we felt when we went to see her. Philippe was able to transcribe into music all the psychological stages she and we, her parents, went through. Thanks to Thibault for the English passages, which bring an incredible intensity to the track.  
Compositeur : Philippe SEGUINARD  Auteur mélodiste : Guillaume DULER   Chant et arrangements couplets anglais : Thibault DERACHE



Lyrics:
I live without really existing
I swim in a sea of darkness
My heart is a mass of scars
I wrap my body in dark veils

Je me sens silence dans ce malaise hanté
Je vis sans présent je n'ai plus d'avant d'après
Ces voix qui me tourmentent
Et me cueillent les fleurs d'un mal
Me poussent dans de lentes
Rondes abyssales

Je suis un fantôme dans un corps naufragé
J'accroche ma raison aux crochets de mes vivants
Les yeux ouverts d'angoisses
Sur l'amour de mes parents
Leur peine qui m'enlace
Me transperce violemment

Mes nuits à errer en habit de papier
Dans des couloirs morts d'ennui à perpétuité
J'ai peur dans ce grand vide
Qui me brûle comme un démon
Comme un trop long suicide
Dépression sans horizon

Des silhouettes blanches ombres en apesanteur
Dansent autour de moi interrogent mes douleurs
Mes mots restent en prison
Dans l'enfer de mes pensées
Mon esprit tourne en rond
Sur une route damnée

The anguish of my fears is a painful gear
That will crush me that will kill me
The hurricane of meds and my life is in shreds
That will crush me that will kill me

My mind is going on board on my drunkness ship
I only wanna take an easy and quiet trip
I wanna stay the course to avoid all the storms
On the ocean of my hours I want to stay in the norms

The anguish of my fears is a painful gear
That will crush me that will kill me
The hurricane of meds and my life is in shreds
That will crush me that will kill me

I live without really existing
I swim in a sea of darkness
My heart is a mass of scars
I wrap my body in dark veils

I feel silence in this haunted malaise
I live without present I have no before or after
These voices that torment me
And pick the flowers of an evil
Push me into slow
Abyssal rounds

I'm a ghost in a shipwrecked body
I hang my reason on the hooks of my living
Eyes open with anguish
On the love of my parents
Their grief embracing me
pierces me violently

My nights wandering in paper clothes
In dead corridors of perpetual boredom
I'm afraid in this great emptiness
That burns me like a demon
Like too long a suicide
Horizonless depression

White silhouettes weightless shadows
Dance around me, question my pain
My words remain in prison
In the hell of my thoughts
My mind spins in circles
On a damned road

The anguish of my fears is a painful gear
That will crush me that will kill me
The hurricane of meds and my life is in shreds
That will crush me that will kill me

My mind is going on board on my drunkness ship
I only wanna take an easy and quiet trip
I wanna stay the course to avoid all the storms
On the ocean of my hours I want to stay in the norms

The anguish of my fears is a painful gear
That will crush me that will kill me
The hurricane of meds and my life is in shreds
That will crush me that will kill me

© Philippe SEGUINARD / Guillaume DULER Juillet 2023
Thibault DERACHE:
https://soundcloud.com/user-313022683?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

M.E..N...T....A.....L     (  Feat Thibault DERACHE ) TRANSLATED

What does a parent, or grandparents say or sing to their children, or grandchildren if any kind of armageddon is here? And how many times have these sentiments been sung, historically and in the present.

Is it comfort..... loss and sadness........ anger....... or does it just describe an endless emptiness, over humanity's inability......

This song flowed out of me at the end of corona pandemic, and then went into hibernation, for some reason. And I apologize, I didn't even write down the lyric, it just came in a moment of inspiration, or was it despair?...... But I think you understand the spirit of the song anyway.

And maybe it is now relevant again with new possible diseases spreading. Bird flu, foot and mouth disease in cattle, measles, ebola, and all the microplastics and other toxic components they now acknowledge are in our food and our bodies, and even in the unborn.....and so many more in different parts of the world.........Hmmmmm........

Hush little baby - Seagull

Someone pushes the red button.........and now there are more of them in other places pushing their red button.....

In our skies fly a handful of intercontinental robots....carrying nuclear warheads.......

What does man feel in this moment of stillness and silence, before hell breaks loose around us in an exterminating firestorm.......

Armageddon - Seagull

....and then.... when we were young, we couldn't wait for the future / tomorrow... and now....when we get old, we yearn for the past / yesterday.....Hmmmm

Wonderful French Fantasy Music and track picture - Dan-DT: https://soundcloud.com/dan-t-3
Lyrics & Narration - Peter the Poet: https://soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Mix & Production - Seagull: https://soundcloud.com/farout-music-studio

Echoes from Another Dimension

Here I’m found, chained and bound
The remnants of my brain locked down
Incarcerated in some other past
Sphere me the choking ancient dust
Legacy of yesterday’s misplaced trust
In the future’s solemn requiem mass.

Draped in history’s mourning shroud
Entombed amidst the senile crowd
I lie withered of the arcane mind
Scream muffled cries for times of change
The unfamiliar, the sweetly strange
Oh won’t you please cut the chains that bind.

Cut the chains that bind…..

Cut the chains that bind…..

So,
Preach not your creed of mystery, nor glance amiss
I have no need of ancient history’s palliative kiss
As time itself might well unwind to finally, my future find

Your cataracted eyes now rendered lame
Caress what lies behind your crooked smile of yesterday’s shame
The causal tracts repeated of lunatic plots once more aligned

Through lessons now deleted by insanity’s ever-forgetful kind
Will surely help me cut the chains that bind

Cut the chains that bind…..

Echoes From Another Dimension - Dan-DT, Peter & Seagull

Ray and I improvised this song together, only not at the same time and not on the same continent. Go figure.

You can visit Ray here: https://soundcloud.com/user-364196783-552705040

Steady

“Butterflies are nature's angels. They remind us what a gift it is to be alive.” 
- Robyn Nola

Chasing Butterflies

Number three of Roger Quilter's "Five Shakespeare Songs" Op. 23, first published in 1921.

Piano by Helen Roberts

It's springtime, be fruitful and multiply ;). We hope you'll enjoy!

Lyrics ( by William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616), in "As You Like It", Act V, Scene 3)

It was a lover and his lass,
  With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino
That o'er the green corn-field did pass.
  In the spring time, the only pretty ring time,
When birds do sing, hey ding a ding a ding;
Sweet lovers love the spring.

Between the acres of the rye,
  With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,
These pretty country folks would lie,
  In the spring time, the only pretty ring time,
When birds do sing, hey ding a ding a ding;
Sweet lovers love the spring.

This carol they began that hour,
  With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,
How that a life was but a flower
  In the spring time, the only pretty ring time,
When birds do sing, hey ding a ding a ding;
Sweet lovers love the spring.

And therefore take the present time
  With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,
For love is crownéd with the prime
  In the spring time, the only pretty ring time,
When birds do sing, hey ding a ding a ding;
Sweet lovers love the spring.



It was a Lover and his Lass (Roger Quilter - with Helen Roberts)

The axolotl named Julio Cortázar watches Julio Cortázar observing the axolotls swimming in the aquarium.
The sister tracks here: https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/this-is-them-last-version and https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/this-is-us

Here the short background story:https://ambystoma.uky.edu/teachers_materials/axolitbook/AxolotlByJulioCortazar.html
Picture is from Pietro Corrao.

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Composed by Michele Ansani (2025)
Posted on SoundCloud: 2025, May 1

Is this you? *

URBAN SOULS. is a mix of genres,Jazz and ambient, a walk through the maze of streets where each one reveals its soul....

URBAN SOULS. 🎧

There was a country, there was a city, and there was a people, who were widely known for their wealth and powerful gods. But they angered their gods with their bad behavior, so the gods decided to wipe them off the face of the earth.
Yes, the story of Atlantis has many interpretations, just like this musical interpretation of what happened on that fateful day. To this day, there are many who believe that Atlantis actually existed in our world, but no one has been able to prove it with certainty.

What do you think? Did it really exist, or is it just a moral tale?
Regardless, the fairy tale is a story that gets the imagination flowing, and we hope this little piece gets your imagination flowing too.

We suffer no shortage of terrible and terrifying events for humanity, whether it is our earth that produces them, or that human souls have created and continue to create them in their dismal imperfection.

We who have pondered, talked and created are;

Strings, Piano, Flute etc - Dan-DT: https://soundcloud.com/dan-t-3
Lovely acoustic guitars - David D: https://soundcloud.com/david-dunhamuser589535203
Music, Mix & Production & track picture - Seagull: https://soundcloud.com/farout-music-studio

Atlantis - Dan-DT, David D & Seagull

....and when the seas, rivers and rapids of life have calmed down, and flow peacefully again.....for an undefined period of time.....has humanity then learned something from the tribulations they have just gone through......unfortunately, I don't think so, it will probably just be a repetition of all the previous mistakes and atrocities again........or......Hmmm

Music, Mix & Production - Seagull: https://soundcloud.com/farout-music-studio
Wonderful voice: Clara and at the end a lovely little fairy I met on a morning walk in our beautiful forest. ;)

Quietly the river flows - Seagull & Clara

Electro ambiant
Created with MMJ and Bandlab. 

Lumières Spatiales

Blue Crumble

Former biathlon Olympic champion Laura Dahlmeier has died on 28th July 2025 while climbing in the Karakorum. A rockfall hit her at high altitude at Laila Peak while she was on the road with her rope partner. Rescue operations were greatly complicated by the dangerous situation.

This tune was supposed to be published with another title and with vocals. It was not finished yet, neither was the life of Laura.

Life is what happens while you are busy making other plans. John Lennon.

Die Welt hat Dich am Laila Peak verloren

Chapter 241 of 266

Enter the enigmatic world of "TAFFETA," a musical tapestry woven from the threads of dreams and tragedy. Born from a single night of profound dreaming, this ambitious project embarks on an exploration of the human psyche through the language of instrumental music.

This is a five-year project, comprising of what will eventually end at 266 chapters, each is a standalone piece of sonic artistry, "TAFFETA" unfolds like a novel, with each composition serving as a chapter in a larger narrative. Crafted with meticulous care and creative fervor, every piece is birthed within the span of a week, capturing the essence of inspiration in its purest form.

But "TAFFETA" is more than just a collection of songs; it's a journey of the soul. Set against the backdrop of loss and longing, the project follows the story of a woman who slips into a coma following the untimely death of her husband. Through the evocative power of music, listeners are transported into her world, where emotions ebb and flow like the tides of a restless sea.

Week by week, each chapter of "TAFFETA" unfolds on SoundCloud, inviting audiences to immerse themselves in its haunting beauty. From cinematic compositions to haunting electronic soundscapes, each piece adds a layer to the intricate tapestry of sound, weaving a narrative that transcends the boundaries of language.

As listeners embark on this sonic voyage, they are invited to ponder the mysteries of existence, to confront the depths of sorrow and the resilience of the human spirit. "TAFFETA" is not merely a musical project; it's an experience—a testament to the transformative power of music to touch hearts, stir souls, and awaken the imagination.

If you wish to take a dive into everything that has come before:
The TAFFETA Albums each contain 15 consecutive tracks and are available for free, exclusively on Bandcamp.

TAFFETA VOL. 15 is now available exclusively on Bandcamp. 
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The TAFFETA Playlist is always kept up to date:
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Taffeta 241

TAFFETA | 241

Welcome to my world,  🌍
and a warm thank you to all of you who take your time to listen, comment and like my songs. It is much appreciated !! 😉 🙏🏽

And a huge thank you to all of you who have collaborated with me on many of the songs! 😀 ❤️

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And by the way TERROR, THREAT & WAR NOT ACCEPTED!

Echoes From Another Dimension - Dan-DT, Peter & Seagull

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