Smooth production and cool vocals nicely done overall

We all grow old, eventually great concept of Growing Old

it's is nostalgic and majestic, great song

Good songwriting wrapped in nice and smooth vibes.

Growing Old -(feat.DreSoGlo)

original song all instruments and vocals, chris magsam

When Love Becomes The Blues

Wine from when Hemingway was writing "For Whom The Bell Tolls".  And it tolls for us all.

Unfiltered

someplace, somewhen
we’ll never meet again
this moment’s pinned up onto time
the razor now
will cut and split our thens
and even stars will fall in line
and little you and tiny I
oh we are just as unrepeatable
we only got to run it once
in all of this someplace-somewhen

you know those ripples
in the oxbow lake
repeat never again
we’re not all evil
when we make mistakes 
we hope to fix them all somewhen

no we
don’t need
no reason for the jubilee
no harm
no foul
no lent or saint for a carnival

no we
don’t need
no reason for a jubilee 
no harm
no foul
no miracles for a carnival

one place, one when
a trickster of eternity
neither will crease nor bend
at least not for you & me

so gather all ye rosebuds while ye may
this is why you came
of course it’s not okay
just gather no regrets
somehow, someway

someplace, somewhen
we’ll never meet again
this moment’s once in all of time
the razor now
will cut and split our thens
and even galaxies will fall in line

you know that levee
where we drank and wept
will not repeat again

no we
don’t need
no fancy math for a jubilee
no harm
no foul
no speed bumps for a carnival

someplace, somewhen
someplace, somewhen
we got to happen once
and never again

Someplace, Somewhen

Tin Pan Practice

A tune about living and (maybe even) lying. The last single up before my next album release.

A good lie

A Good Lie

Huolissas

Todo Mentira

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Di7PqtDYOaE

Translation above

UN SOUPER LOUPÉ

C’était une froide nuit d’hiver,
Un loup sortait de sa tanière,
Quand il vit trois petits cochons
Qui s’enfuirent vers leur maison.

Quand ils arrivent à leur chaumière,
Les cochons se barricadèrent
Le loup hurla, frappa, cogna
Mais à la fin, il s’essouffla.

Refrain :
Ouh ! ouh ! méchant loup
Même si tu aimes le jambon,
Ouh ! ouh ! méchant loup
Tu n’auras pas les p’tits cochons !

Puis soudain sur le toit, des pas.
Y a quelqu’un dans la cheminée
Qui dans la marmite tomba,
Et l’invité est prisonnier.

Les cochons se mettent à danser
En attendant le bon souper.
Pendant que l’invité cuisait,
Les petits cochons rigolaient.
(refrain)

En ouvrant enfin le couvercle
Quelques cadeaux flottaient sur l’eau
Et puis deux bottes, et le chapeau
Du Père-Noël qu’on vient de perdre !

Les pauvres rennes à la fenêtre
Se d’mandaient où était leur maître
Les p’tits cochons pleuraient aussi
C’est pas gentil, mais c’est ainsi !

Refrain :
Ouh ! ouh ! méchant loup
On n’fait plus partie des gens bons
Ouh ! ouh ! méchant loup
Ils vont nous traiter d’cornichons !

Depuis ce jour on ne voit plus
Que de faux Père-Noël partout.
Et ceux qui offrent des joujoux
Sont des remplaçants, bien entendu !
(dernier refrain) (bis)

Paroles et musique :
Myckaël Marcovic, 06/09/07

A MISSED DINNER

It was a cold winter's night,
A wolf was coming out of his den,
When he saw three little pigs
Who fled to their home.

When they arrived at their cottage,
The pigs barricaded themselves
The wolf howled, kicked and pounded
But in the end, he ran out of steam.

Refrain:
Ouh! ouh! bad wolf
Even if you like ham,
Ouh ! ouh ! bad wolf
You won't get the little pigs!

Then suddenly, on the roof, footsteps.
There's someone in the chimney
Who fell into the pot,
And the guest is a prisoner.

The pigs start dancing
Waiting for the right supper.
While the guest was cooking,
The little pigs laughed.
(refrain)

Opening the lid at last
A few presents floated on the water
And then two boots, and the hat
Of the Santa we just lost!

The poor reindeer at the window
Wondering where their master was
The little piggies cried too
It's not nice, but that's how it is!

Refrain :
Ouh! ouh! bad wolf
We're no longer good people
Ouh ! ouh ! bad wolf
They'll call us pickles!

Since that day we've seen
Fake Santa Claus everywhere.
And those who give toys
Are substitutes, of course!
(last chorus) (encore)

Lyrics and music :
Myckaël Marcovic, 06/09/07

Le souper loupé (feat. Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel)

Recorded on Sunday, May 19, 2024 
Ron Snyder - 1st Lead Guitar / Rhythm Guitar (left side) 
Joe DeBrizzio - 2nd Lead Guitar / Rhythm Guitar (right side)

Snyder & DeBrizzio - THE BLUES MONGERS (LIVE Instrumental)

Key : E Major
Tempo : 86 BPM

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Uplifting x Indie x Rock x Type Beat | Instrumental "City Lights"

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Growing Old -(feat.DreSoGlo)

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