Name: CRISPY RIDE 2023 by fpmorinstudio
Duration: 3 min 2 s
Description: Original music by: FPMORINSTUDIO/Francois Pierre Morin musician, composer, mood maker.

choone, lovely blending of guitars with synths

Glorious sound really fresh feel.. kind of like being reborn :) 😎

Great subtle distortion, cool nostalgia-like vibes, nicely done 😁

Music: Jan Schonander

I published a vocal version of this a while back, but originally I had intended this to be instrumental only. Turns out I listen to this a bit so I thought maybe there are some listeners out there that might enjoy it too.

Getting Somewhere Instrumental

Getting Somewhere | Instrumental

Mendicante di Flavio Pozzaglio Compositore Autore

Mendicante

Blue Rivers In Green Boxes

Serendipity and the Dog was written whilst Gina was feeling sad one Sunday at the local growers market in Marrickville, Sydney. Sitting, downcast with her coffee, a friendly little dog wandered up to her.... and so the song was inspired.
The serendiptous part is not referenced in the song but it's worth telling - Gina was driving a Toyota Tarago at the time and the front bumper was hanging out and down from an earlier bingle..... A removal truck backed into the Tarago whilst it was parked with Gina sitting inside.... On inspecting the damage she discovered that the truck had pushed the bumper back into place ! :0 

This song was live-recorded by the four-piece band.
Guitar - Mark, Vocals - Gina, Bass - Chris, Cajon - Yoshi

LYRICS
Today the sun is burning
Children are fighting
Parents are lashing out
The poorest stray dog 
Comes up and lays 
A stick at my feet
But I won't play

Oh hey
I'll see you any day
Up down high or low
And I can take those blows
I could be there
And ease it from you

I backed my car into a tree
And it was just last night
A truck backed into me
My second coffee
It's one too many
Oh I should really eat
But I'm not hungry

Whoa ho
I'll see you any day
Up down high or low
And I can take those blows
I could be there 
And ease it from you

Today did you go walking
Through crowded streets and malls
Today did you go walking
Was that your day?

.... enjoy

Watchglass

If you love me keep me

Serendipity And The Dog

The second dose in a series of antique recordings from my old 4-track days , full of hope and spunk for my future musical career , ha ha little did i know i had to sell my soul to the devil to get there ! That kind of degradation was never on my timeline or in my heart , I knew i was good .

To Be Wanted

To Be Wanted (Raw Demo 1986)

Original music by: FPMORINSTUDIO/Francois Pierre Morin musician, composer, mood maker.

CRISPY RIDE 2023

where would we bee without the honeybee,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,cheers for having a listen

Honeybee

Blueprint for track that became 'Sandycove Milk'.

Inspired by wondrous music by Conin, whose track 'Kitty's Wake' reminded of the rich clay of Joyce's 'Finnegan's Wake'. This track, about the opening pages of Joyce's Ulysses, borrows coffee spoons, forever those of T.S. Eliot, in an effort to add sweet milk...drawn from the milk-well of honeyed Sandycove.  The lyric speaker is, notionally, Stephen Daedalus. For practical purposes, the lyric speaker is James Joyce himself. His aim? To hit Haines for a guinea [a pre-decimal unit of currency] before heading to France on a ferry. Whilst Haines still feels guilty (sheepish) about having fired his pistol at an imaginary cat he thought he saw in the fireplace in the Martello tower in Sandycove (now the Joyce Museum....a sacred...magical place, whose attendant Joyce scholars told me about the Haines' imaginary cat episode....it is all true...yet also dovetails eerily with the first chapter of Ulysses).

The reference to Haines having consumed Absinthe is a narrative fiction, invented to offer an explanation for his dangerous behaviour. No peer reviewed evidence capable of demonstrating Absinthe has hallucinogenic properties, exists, to my knowledge.


Lyrics

[chorus]
Gotta learn me some Italian
Gonna get me a guitar
Gotta learn me some Italian
Gonna get me a guitar

Hellenise me now
She come and go
talking bout Michelangelo
there will be time
there will be time

do I dare to eat a quiche?
I shall wear enchanted trousers
and float upon the beach

I’m still dreamin
something happened last night

Haines downed a snot-green bottle of Absinthe
started shooting at his Schrödinger's cat
in the fireplace
looks real sheepish this morning
gonna hit him for a guinea [a pre-decimal unit of currency]
and get outta here
gliding on the Emerald sea
to Paris
with Haines’ guinea in my pocket
when I’m at sea

gonna go uptown now
hitting the top deck of this here Martello
gonna watch the mailboat
glide on an Emerald sea
gonna rest my shiny elbows
on the jagged granite
just leavin the harbour

and here comes stately Buck
bearing a bowl of lather
crossed razor and mirror as well
holding the bowl aloft
and intoning...intonin

Introibo ad altare Dei
sacred chalice
sacred cross
and now I’m lookin at the sea
Thallata...sweet mother
Hellenise me
mailboat clearin the harbour
rage of Caliban inside me
cos of Haines....[firing a gun inside the Martello tower when drunk the night before, at a giant cat he imagined was sitting near the fireplace]
sweet Thallata
buttercups on the quilt
powdered musk and gauds of amber beads
calm now like the sea
there will be time
there will be time

Martello

Here's a jazz original.  I'm joined by the wonderful Sam Mendez, Georg Boehme, and Al Schulman.   Such a great sound with both the flute and Bari ranges and timbers and Al's showing off on such fine rhythm guitar and soloing.  Sam is no longer with us and never got a chance to hear this.  This smile's for you Sam.

https://soundcloud.com/santi-caballero
https://soundcloud.com/georg-boehme

Your Smile - Sam Mendez / Georg Boehme / Al Schulman / Jamie Rhind

A collaboration between :
Shane Beck, The Last American Poet (Words)
progettosonoro (Music)

A forlorn tale of the poet who buried his heart in hollow ground
Coping with the smirking shadows without a whisper or hardly a sound
Let me hide away the trauma of this loveless soul without a single chance
The Loneliness Of One & the night we held each other during that slow dance

Yes I too deal with things & forever disguise the burning tears that sting
Shove aside the hurtful memories knowing what the light refuses to bring
They often say the sad pain will go away & eventually subside
Hear it from me & never forget, it is untrue & they have lied
The Loneliness Of One, the poet who still walks until he bleeds
Accused of waiting on truest love & so called selfish needs

Shane Beck & progettosonoro - The Loneliness Of One

Video: https://youtu.be/bxcHK7MRl8k

a prelude to "Hard Drive Oddities"",an LP that ventures deep into the enigmatic and pulsating universe of St. Franck, a music producer whose intricate life and previous album “Cavalier Solaire” released earlier last year took an oath....    

This LP is not just a collection of tracks, but a mixtape with an odd narrative-driven concept album that unravels the vivid and diverse chapters of St. Franck's artistic journey. 

Meet Mr. Hard Drive, an embodiment of St. Franck's subconscious, echoing his past encounters, trials, and triumphs in the realm of life. 

Within this LP lies the tale of lost data and forgotten music demos — a reflection of the challenges and setbacks that St. Franck faced along his creative path. Each track is a portal into a distinct moment or memory, intertwining Mr. Hard Drive's existence with St. Franck's intricate musical evolution. 

From the haunting echoes of misplaced melodies, mysterious lyrics to the pulsating beats that reverberate the fervor of artistic exploration, "Hard Drive Oddities" takes listeners on a sonic Odyssey. 

The LP delves into the depths of St. Franck's subconscious, where the ethereal meets the palpable, and the past merges with the present.

This track, C4PAC!T!3S (pronounced capacities) is a prelude to the forthcoming journey, appearing later this year.

Prepare to immerse yourself in the cryptic, captivating, and vibrant world of "Hard Drive Oddities," where the lines between reality and imagination blur, and the music transcends mere sound, offering an experience that lingers in the mind and soul long after the final note fades away.

C4P4C!T!3S

http://francoispierremorin.com  Home of storytelling , 
 I do play Music for the love of it, playing guitar,  percussionist  ,composing  on a computer and Guitar, Piano, creator of mood and sound design

CRISPY RIDE 2023

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