Sur un texte de Michel Benoit
musique, arrangement, instrumentation, interprétation et enregistrement  par Alban Jacques Bouquette au Studio d'Azy

A Decize,    
Y’a des filles qui sourient,    
Quand on chante des chansons,     
Et les toits des maisons
Qui jouent d’l’accordéon,           
A Decize,

 Sur L’Aron,     
C’est la fête aux copains    
La guinguette est ouverte          
Et au son des flons flons
Les pêcheurs font la quête             
Aux Poissons,

Y’a tes yeux,  
Qui me disent je t’aime        
Et ne me quittent pas,            
Mais Decize c’est une ile,
Qu’on franchit pas à pas,        
Par les ponts,
 
Y’a La Loire,    
Qui s’écoule lentement        
Au rythme des chansons,     
Sous les yeux des amants
Qui se fiche des saisons,        
A Decize
 
Y’a le canal,          
Quand l’printemps refleurit             
Les écluses s’envolent,          
Pour Avril ou Fleury
En une farandole             
Sous les halles,
 
Au rocher,      
Y’a Saint-Just            
Qui nous parle,   
Et qui nous tend les bras
Qui nous montre Paris,     
Et nous dit ça ira       
ça Ira ,
 
C’est l’été,    
Sur un air de Monnot,            
Genevoix fait des claquettes,          
Et au fil de l’eau     
L’piano joue à tue-tête        
Au café  
  
Y’a tes yeux,       
Qui me disent vient voir,           
La Loire est un miroir,           
Qui nous parle le soir
Et nous conte son histoire,          
A Decize,
la la la …
Y’a des jours,        
Venus de St Leger,           
De Champvert ou d’Verneuil,         
On vient pour partager
Le bonheur sur le seuil            
De Decize.
Y’a tes yeux,       
Qui me disent vient voir,           
La Loire est un miroir,           
Qui nous parle le soir
Et nous conte son histoire,          
A Decize,

Y’a La Loire,     
Qui s’écoule lentement        
Au rythme des chansons,     
Sous les yeux des amants,
Qui se fiche des saisons,                             
A Decize

A Decize

For he or she who is able to understand the miracle of life, to fight to the end for something he truly believes in.. Peace

Warrior of Light

Warrior Of Light

IF I EVER WONDERED WHY

Amy Stevens- vocals John Russell- guitars, bass, keyboards, drum programming. Produced by John Russell and Amy Stevens. Recorded at PORKCHOPS! III June 2025. Composed by John Russell and Amy Stevens c/p 2025 Solstice Music INC

UnPresidented (radio edit)

I Got A Thing For Cowboys

The new single taken from the forthcoming album "It's Gonna Get Heavy"

I’d say it’s nostalgic and wistful in both its music and lyrics but melodic and poignant. Harking back to 90s-early 2000’s indie/folk. There’s also a hint of the Britpop era with elements reminding me of OCS and Cast. A laid back journey borne from a world that’s gone by and a yearning for such innocence and hope.

It's Gonna Get Heavy

Twenty Three

Packed my bag, my finals done
No ticket, no wheels, just chasin’ the sun
Held out my thumb on the interstate
Cold wind bit, but my heart felt great
First ride was a trucker named Joe
Said he missed his kids in Idaho
Played me Elvis on the dash
Told me Christmas flies by fast
Thumbin’ home for Christmas time
Every mile a different rhyme
Stories shared in borrowed seats
Hearts that meet on snowy streets
Didn’t know where I’d end that day
But love kept showin’ me the way
Next was a nurse in a beat-up van
Said she’d worked three shifts, barely ran
She gave me cocoa in a paper cup
Said “Christmas heals, but it still cuts up”
She talked of her mom who used to bake
Of candlelight and frozen lakes
And though her eyes were tired and red
She smiled like joy was just ahead
Thumbin’ home for Christmas time
Every mile a different rhyme
Stories shared in borrowed seats
Hearts that meet on snowy streets
Didn’t know where I’d end that day
But love kept showin’ me the way
Got picked up by a young Marine
Said he’d seen things I’d never seen
But Christmas made him feel brand new
Like peace was something he could do
He gave me gloves, said “stay warm, kid”
And told me things he never did
We sang along to Springsteen loud
Two strangers lost, but somehow proud
Last ride came from a man named Ray
Said he’d driven since Christmas Day
He missed his wife, she passed last year
But kept her photo on the mirror
He dropped me off at my old street
Said “go find joy, go feel complete”
I waved goodbye, then turned around
To see my folks and hear that sound
Those were the days, no fear, no phone
Just a thumb and hope to get back home
Now they’d say it’s far too wild
But back then, I was just a child
And every ride, each voice, each face
Was part of Christmas’s embrace
I didn’t know what I would find—
But I found love in every kind
Thumbin’ home for Christmas time
Every mile a different rhyme
Stories shared in borrowed seats
Hearts that meet on snowy streets
Didn’t know where I’d end that day
But love kept showin’ me the way
Now I sit by the fire’s glow
Thinkin’ of the long ago
And all those rides, and all those hearts—
That made my Christmas from the start

All rights held by the songwriter Edwin H. Balder

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Thumb'en home

“Pacem Meam Do Vobis” closes the album with a paradox: a promise of peace wrapped in the shadow of death. Borrowing its title from the words of Christ in John 14:27 — “Peace I leave with you; my peace I give unto you” — the song meditates on the tension between divine assurance and mortal finality. It’s a farewell not just in scripture, but in sound.

The track begins with apocalyptic brass — evoking the trumpet blasts of Revelation, heralds of both judgment and transcendence. From this dramatic opening, the song unfolds slowly, building with orchestral weight and sacred texts. But just when peace seems within reach, it arrives in the form of a flatline. A heartbeat stops. The listener is left with the chilling realization: in this world, the only peace we can be certain of may come with death.

Yet even here, a deeper meaning flickers beneath the surface. The text drawn from the Secreta for All Saints’ Day reminds us: “The souls of the righteous... seem in the eyes of the foolish to be dead, but they are at peace.” The concluding “Alleluia” — “Praise the Lord” — is not naïve joy, but a stubborn, defiant hope. It echoes the album’s recurring theme, first spoken by Virgin Black: “All is lost but hope.”

Pacem Meam Do Vobis is the sound of finality — and what might lie beyond.

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PACEM MEAM DO VOBIS

Justorum animae in manu Dei sunt, 
et non tanget illos tormentum malitiæ:
Visi sunt oculis insipientium mori: 
illi autem sunt in pace. Alleluia!

(The souls of the righteous are in the hands of God, 
and the torment of malice shall not touch them:
They seem in the eyes of the foolish to be dead, 
but they are at peace. Alleluia!)

Horror Sacri

Pacem Meam Do Vobis

Bandcamp : https://myckalmarcovic.bandcamp.com/track/nos-serments
Spotify : open.spotify.com/intl-fr/album/2Y…gAd6OPAOoAsoZgQu
Deezer : www.deezer.com/us/album/836344892
Apple Music : music.apple.com/us/album/nos-serm…single/1845534166
(Translation above)

Quand les mots tuent plus que les coups de poings, quand le désir de chair ne raccommode pas de tout, quand les serments d'amour sont grignotés par les dents du temps, ne reste que la guillotine de la séparation. Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel signe ici et chante avec toute la puissance de sa voix un de ses textes les plus forts. Et la musique de Myckaël Marcovic est à l'image de cette dernière nuit orageuse de ce couple qui se déchire, entre violence et abattement jusqu'au calme final de la désolation subie dans ce champ de bataille d'où nul ne sort vainqueur...

When words kill more than fists, when physical desire cannot mend everything, when vows of love are gnawed away by the teeth of time, all that remains is the guillotine of separation. Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel writes and sings one of his most powerful lyrics with all the power of his voice. And Myckaël Marcovic's music reflects the stormy final night of this couple tearing themselves apart, between violence and despondency, until the final calm of the desolation suffered on this battlefield from which no one emerges victorious...

Paroles (lyrics) et voix (vocal) : Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel
Musique : Myckaël Marcovic

Nos serments

Dans notre nuit d’orage
Nos mots sont des couteaux
Qui nous livrent au naufrage
Triomphal d’un radeau
Mais quand je m’agenouille
Tu reviens amarrée
Et nos corps dans la houle
Sont deux cœurs déchirés

Refrain :
Ne mêle pas tes larmes
À ma bouche enragée
Quand on n’a plus comme armes
Que nos serments brodés
Nos serments brodés

Brûlante sauvagine
Sur mes lèvres amères
J’ancre sur ta poitrine
Les mots de mes prières
Dans cette heure à crier
Cette heure qui divise
Qui t’arrache éreintée
À ma chair insoumise

Refrain :
…
Que nos serments fardés
Nos serments fardés

Je dévore tes lèvres
Ton regard de tempête
Dans notre ultime fièvre
Jusqu’à l’aube muette
Jusqu’au silence armé
Fuyant à la sauvette
De nos draps dépouillés
Qui signent ma défaite

Refrain :
…
Que nos serments gâchés
Nos serments gâchés

Je n’entendrai plus fuir
De mes lèvres épuisées
Ni le moindre désir
Ni l’espoir détrôné
Je n’attends rien du jour
Ni des nuits qui me brisent
J’ai perdu tout l’amour
De ma Terre promise

Refrain :
Je ne vois plus tes larmes
Devant mes yeux noyés
Et j’ai rendu les armes
De nos serments brûlés

Our vows

In our stormy night
Our words are knives
That deliver us to the wreckage
Triumphant of a raft
But when I kneel
You come back moored
And our bodies in the swell
Are two torn hearts

Chorus:
Don't mix your tears
With my raging mouth
When we have no weapons left
But our embroidered vows
Our embroidered vows

Burning wildfowl
On my bitter lips
I anchor on your chest
The words of my prayers
In this hour of crying out
This hour that divides
That tears you away, exhausted
From my rebellious flesh

Chorus:
...
Than our painted vows
Our painted vows

I devour your lips
Your stormy gaze
In our final fever
Until the silent dawn
Until the armed silence
Fleeing hastily
From our stripped sheets
Which signify my defeat

Chorus:
...
May our wasted vows
Our wasted vows

I will no longer hear fleeing
From my exhausted lips
Not the slightest desire
Nor the dethroned hope
I expect nothing from the day
Nor from the nights that break me
I have lost all love
For my Promised Land

Chorus:
I no longer see your tears
Before my drowned eyes
And I have surrendered
Our burnt vows

Nos serments

When the seagulls sing

Mid-tempo rock song written, arranged, sung & produced by John Hardman
Beats Working album Putting It About
(c)(p)Swamp Music UK & Swamp Records UK for all territories

Please Don't Say  It's Over

Gerald Harris was born in Grenada MS. Now reside in Minneapolis Minnesota I have worked as a session musician for many different Christian artist throughout the Nashville Tennessee to Atlanta Georgia area for years. He is a accomplished guitarist and pianist, recorded his first R&B release at age 18 with Carrie Records in Nashville TN. Worked with such awesome musician like T.C. Campbell, which later played with the group Cameo. Gerald Harris is a BMI publisher/ singersongwriter, debut album Latter Rain, released March 13, 2012, with Tate Music Group, is still playing in places like the UK, on Cross Rhythms Radio. TV debut on the Great Day Live Morning Show, in Louisville KY. 
We , re-released , both our debut album Latter Rain and Hope Faith And Love 
Albums , and our first R@B Pop single Our World , on the Sugo Music Group
/Gerald Harris Music , 2017 , and released , single prior to that with our new 
record label , Mervilton Records , LLC I Knows Theres A Reason . Our latest project , Pure Love 
the single for that album If I Ever Wondered Why , won Best Christian Gospel Song , Jan 15 , 2020 and is still 
playing and doing well , on radio station across the US, our latest single , to be released May 7 2021 , titled Let Everything That Has Breath .
 
https://www.youtube.com/user/heety532417taytay we are planning for the release of our new album in 2019 be sure to watch and listen out for .We are releasing a cover of the awesome Andra Day song Rise Up in March 1 2022.

IF I EVER WONDERED WHY

Gerald Harris

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