Best of the Cloud 02 10 2020

Composition and piano Eric Dartel, https://soundcloud.com/ericdartel
Vocal, and vocalcomposition, photo: Oddrun Eikli
double bass: Philippe Noharet
and drums: Alexandre Esperet.
Poem: To the Bluebell
by Emily Brontë (30 July 1818 – 19 December 1848)

Sacred watcher, wave thy bells!
Fair hill flower and woodland child!
Dear to me in deep green dells—
Dearest on the mountains wild.

Bluebell, even as all divine
I have seen my darling shine—
Bluebell, even as wan and frail
I have seen my darling fail—
Thou hast found a voice for me,
And soothing words are breathed by thee.

Thus they murmur, “Summer's sun
Warms me till my life is done.
Would I rather choose to die
Under winter's ruthless sky?

“Glad I bloom and calm I fade;
Weeping twilight dews my bed;
Mourner, mourner, dry thy tears—
Sorrow comes with lengthened years!”

To The Bluebell. Eric Dartel and Oddrun Eikli. Bass: Philippe Noharet, Drums: Alexandre Esperet

Cut The Mustard ---  Long Play

"When You Leave" is The Claytons' second 5-track EP. It was released worldwide by Clayton Music International on October 9, 2020. Recorded at different studios all over the planet, mixed and mastered by Gene Paul in New York City.

When you Leave

See You Again

The Search

in memoriam Ruud Hoff (30-12-1949 - 17-9-2020)

Palisander

A modern hybrid soundtrack composition with English lyrics featuring a powerful and energetic vocal performance courtesy of Audentity Records (Official license).

Please watch the 4K Youtube video story: https://youtu.be/xsyZQVHvbKA
Spotify Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/08YGQVTwWgP63WAovIYOvY

Arranged and produced by Peter Heckmann for Rose Records and Publishing in 2020.

Album cover photo by korabkova
Photos licensed through Envato (elements.envato.com)

Mixed and mastered by Peter Heckmann. 

Lyrics: LIARS (courtesy of Audentity Records)
I’m a lion
Free from the cage full of liars
All they gonna say is I won’t make it
I’m sorry that you feel that way
I’m a champion no I ain’t afraid to take a hit babe
Put it in my face
You can hate me
I’m sorry that you feel that way

I’m sorry that you feel that way
Like I care
Like I’m here to bring you down
Like the air that I’m breathing won’t be around
Oh I’m sorry did you feel that …
I’m sorry that you feel that way !

Liars

FREE DL at Bandcamp

Always such a great trip making music with The Magnetic Dog Sisters @themagneticdogsisters

Goddess Durga is considered by Hindus as the mother of the universe. It is also believed that she is the power behind the creation, destruction and preservation of the world.

Maa Durga Devi | The Magnetic Dog Sisters + Belial Pelegrim

;-Expiation-;

Original by FPMORINSTUDIO / Francois Pierre Morin , Photo by Francois Pierre Morin Studio in Mont-tremblant Canada ,morning son rise .

Guitar And Synth  ÉTUDE c m 2020

Bellevue

I live in New York. Manhattan, in fact. Isn't that grand? I live in Bellevue. I cannot care for myself; I have episodes. I don't know or recall what they are like, what I do or did and I am told that it is of no consequence now. I have never asked how long I must stay. Nor have I ever asked myself whether I could deal with the answer. I am here and warm and that is fine.

I have my medicine when I wake. The chalky pellets are important to me. They signify another day. Another chance to let colours, murmurs, shadows, faces, routines, aromas wash through me. I may lay for hours on my cheek and drink in the clips of shoes, the clatters of trolleys, the distant dulling boathorns, the hum of the lamps. Vinnie may come over and pull out a fistful of hair from the side of his head. He always gifts it to me, with a gentle bow, pinching it between his fingers like a tiny posie. A blessing. Maddie used to come over with her bedsheets cradled in her arms to show me Esther, her newborn. A blessing, too.

I used to want to run through Kips Bay, down to the railings by the river, breathing the noise and smelling the whole vastness of the city. But now I like my tiny universe...a few square yards of white walls and gunmetal grey floors. When Donald takes me on his arm to the trees outside, the tang of taxi fumes, cigarettes and street food is too piquant, too otherly.

Back inside I write you a letter, like I do everyday. But the thoughts never come. Nor do the words. I drink in the beautiful, small phenomena around me. I usually draw the shapes of my thoughts because you like these things...I remember. Donald will post it, he promises. But maybe he's just saying that. If I die, you should marry Donald. He could look after you. Momma was talking to you, the last time I saw you both, but I don't know what she said. I don't like to ask them how you are.. perhaps you could write? That would be a blessing.

29/September/2020

Bellevue/ Dedicated to the victims of mental illness/Text By Nick Davies

Raise Up / Paploviante 2020 open collab
Music: Paploviante
Picture Paploviante with Swift Publisher
BPM 93
Free Download

Raise Up - Paploviante open collab

After what seems an eternity away from here , I am delighted to give to you a beautiful track called Falling Grace.
Written by bassist Steve Wallow for vibraphonist Gary Burton’s 1966 album, The Time Machine. Covered widely by many artists, most notably by Bill Evens , Chick Corea and Eddie Gomez.

Artwork by me :)
Enjoy xxx

Falling Grace

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) 10/2020.

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Pierre Bordetti

The winter snow arrived early and this very beautiful photo inspired me this song.
This beautiful white snow hides all the sufferings of a completely disoriented nature.

ICE RIVER

frozen river,
your wicks of silver,
dig in the snow,
looking now,
the last heat,
the last beats,
of a fiery summer,
devouring the earth ...

this beautiful white coat,
gives us false illusions,
this truth that we loathe,
which brings us back to reason
which brings us back to reason 
to reason
to reason......

Ice River

Part 3 of 266
Installments to be released every Saturday.
I use a complete hybrid of organic & electronic sounds in this project. Nothing is out of the question and no limits are set on how things may evolve one way or another.

Part 1: https://soundcloud.com/belial-pelegrim/taffeta-part1
Part 2: https://soundcloud.com/belial-pelegrim/taffeta-part2

The TAFFETA Playlist: https://soundcloud.com/belial-pelegrim/sets/taffeta-a-266-part-musical

TAFFETA | Part 3

I had this motif in my head that kept varying and transforming; I found it hard to end. The sentiment was one of love, acceptance and returning home, so I named it ‘Your Heart Carried Me Home’. This partly expresses the long journey I had through troubling times from repeated misdiagnoses of a brain tumor in my left inner ear canal which threatened my hearing. After a decade it was finally discovered last year. Pre-surgery the variations were minor but here it finally resolves with conviction.

Acoustic performance below:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XuqOJSiWykY

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/0W9xrea1jckASyu2stLsFz?si=jXJCUjeBST29h8b1YZu7-w

10/13 Free download of 'Dream of the Wild Rose' solo piano version when you pre-save 'DOTWR' (piano and orch version) for 30 Oct release on Spotify or sign up for news: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/sharonchen/dream-of-the-wild-rose
Announcement: https://bit.ly/3lF8WZU
www.sharonelainechen.com

Your Heart Carried Me Home

ALFONSO LLORENTE: LYRICS, VOCALS ACOUSTIC GUITAR, BASS & SYNTHS

When shall we crawl out of internet?

NET REFUGEES

Once met a girl and prayed to be in her sight
And found out that we´re hiding in the garden of lust
I could only touch her in my dreams
Made me feel as a homeless child, yes

We swam together in our sea of dreams
Until realized that I was alone

And solitude becomes my game and ghost
As my dream girl runs away into infinity
I´ve become an internet bum, a net refugee
Tryin´ to delight the world with my smiling mask

We swim together in this sea of lies
While we pretend to be not alone

Let´s all get out of this cage of time
And break our chains of solitude and lies, yes
Let´s leave behind our mask and embrace our dreams
Let´s stop our game as net refugee

We´ll swim together in the sea of joy
Simplicity will be our rule
And yesterday will be tomorrow
As we stop being net refugees!

NET REFUGEES (Alfonso Llorente)

Had to write this track twice as my first attempt crashed but I’m glad I have a new version to share! Lots of piano, percussion and swishy sounds. Hope someone enjoys. 😊❤️🎶🎹🎵🎤⭐️💫

If you ask me nicely
I will show you the stars
If you ask me nicely 
We can meet in the sky

So let me wish upon the star
That you’ll hold me close
Keep me safe from harm
Oh let me dream upon this star
That you’ll hold me tight
Keep me safe from harm

If you ask me kindly
I will show you the night 
And we’ll soar until dawn
In the twinkling light
Be my light...

Chorus

Oh keep me safe
Oh keep me safe...

SAFE FROM HARM

Composé, réalisé par Jacques Lemaire alias Idematoa, Septembre 2020 via Studio One
Free Download : https://idematoa.bandcamp.com/track/from-one-shore-to-another-my-new-life

Used Softwares :

01 - Spitfire Audio - BBC Symphony Orchestra - Core - Clarinet Legato
02 - Spitfire Audio - BBC Symphony Orchestra - Core - Flute Legato
03 - Spitfire Audio - BBC Symphony Orchestra - Core - Horn Legato
04 - Spitfire Audio - Aperture Strings - Aperture Ensemble - Tremolo
05 - Sonuscore - The Orchestra Complete - Violin 1 Staccato - Violin 2 Staccato - Viola Staccato - Cello Staccato - Double Bass Staccato
06 - Orchestral Tools - Time Micro - Bass Ensemble Triplets
07 - Spitfire Audio - BBC Symphony Orchestra - Violin 1 - C.Sord Long CS
08 - Spitfire Audio - BBC Symphony Orchestra - Core - Brass - Horns a4 - Legato

From One Shore To Another - My New Life

Hope you'll enjoy our first track using the project name Passion Arcade! 

Photo by Manos Gikkas on Unsplash

Pressure

Morning-Lude

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

Best of the Cloud 02 10 2020

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