- Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/6ajSHvllKbGW58Fqi12xK7
- Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/us/album/labirintus/1589578171?i=1589578172
- Deezer: https://deezer.page.link/bcoSgQuPHhp8WNSS8

This track was previously produced for an indie video game, but the game wasn’t released. It sounds like “battle scenes” in RPG video games, with some big drums and basses on the background, some kind of “epic brasses and strings” playing the main theme and a chorus reproduced by a symphonic choirs. This track fitting people who like to listen to “fantasy” and “epic” instrumentals/soundtracks.

Labirintus

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(Translation above)
Chanson écrite dans le cadre des ateliers d'écriture de Claude Lemesle, immense parolier français, avec pour double thème : "Mamifestations" et "En surfant sur un mirage".
En hommage à Georges Brassens.

Mamifestations

En mars, au premier dimanche
Alors qu’il faisait frisquet
Rue des Gaules défilait
Un flot de mamies étranges
Pour la fête des grand-mères
Ell’s marchaient à moitié nues
Quell’ moitié était vêtue ?
Au choix de leur hémisphère !

Ah ! ces mamies
Ah ! ces fesses
Ah ! ces mamifestations !

Je voyais aux banderoles
Des slogans vindicatifs
Et des dessins suggestifs
Qu’on n’apprend pas à l’école
L’armée de gants de toilettes
Et de fesses amollies
Avait pour tout alibi
D’être encor’ apt’s aux courbettes
(ref)

Ell’s réclamaient sans vergogne
En rejetant l’air glaciair’
De pouvoir chauffer leur chair
De tout objet dans leur pogne
J’ pense à la cann’  de grand-mère
À la crosse en form’ de C
En train d’ranimer l’ point G
Et l’ point O de son derrière
 (ref)

Mais le faire avec l’arthrose
Ça fatigue les poignets
Et peut laisser par excès
Quelques plaies ou ecchymoses
Petits-enfants, pour offrandes
Laissez fleurs et chocolats
Offrez pour leur nirvana
Un gode à télécommande
(ref)

Mais pardonnez ces images
Dues à la consommation
De psychotropes qui m’ont
Fait surfer sur un mirage.

Salles manies
Manifestes
Salles manifestations !

Myckaël Marcovic, le 28 octobre 2021

Song written in the framework of the writing workshops of Claude Lemesle, immense French lyricist, with for double theme : "Mamifestations" and "En surfant sur un mirage".
In tribute to Georges Brassens.

Mamifestations

In March, on the first Sunday
While it was chilly
Rue des Gaules paraded
A stream of strange grannies
For the grandmother's day
They walked half naked
Which half was dressed?
To the choice of their hemisphere!

Ah ! these grannies
Ah! these buttocks
Ah ! these mamifestations !

I saw in the banners
Vindictive slogans
And suggestive drawings
That we don't learn at school
The army of toilet gloves
And softened buttocks
Had for all alibi
To be still apt to the bows
(ref)

They shamelessly claimed
By refusing the cold air
To be able to heat their flesh
Of any object in their fist
I think of grandma's cane
With the C-shaped stick
Reanimating the G-spot
And the O point of her butt
 (ref)

But doing it with arthritis
It tires the wrists
And can leave by excess
Some wounds or bruises
Grandchildren, for offerings
Leave flowers and chocolates
Offer for their nirvana
A remote control dildo
(ref)

But forgive these images
Due to the consumption
Of psychotropic drugs that made me
Made me surf on a mirage.

Bad manners
Obvious
Bad manifestations !

Myckaël Marcovic, October 28, 2021

Mamifestations

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Ascension

Just A Day

Fading horizon

Paris. Fall of 1945. 

The lobby of a luxury hotel. Rainy morning. A young woman, who went through concentration camp and a medical experiment: removal of uterus without anesthesia. Wait for the cab. A handsome young man waiting next to her, reading newspaper and humming a melody from "The Rhine Gold". Could it be her surgeon?  The man she saw only once, but with whom she spent hours and hours talking to inside her head. The man she was dying to encounter. For a lot of reasons, as she thought at first, but really just for one question - where does one find such lust for life?    

This track is the soundtrack of film "From Sofia" by Franz Wertvollen: https://goo.gl/jmkArw

From Sofia. In the lobby

Vol01

hikari

Title _true blowing 

Artist : Karl Heinz - Heimgartner

Production : Mix and Recording Studio 

Dat_ 04_01_2021 _ Karl  Heimgartner




True Blowing

The music you'll find here is the soundtrack to the universe of Bagatelle, written by Franz Wertvollen. Live through November in Cambridge reading the novel "Two Words on Cambridge".