"Black & White give us a sense of duality like Yin and Yang, the good and the evil..
Two opposites to each other...
References and part of the search of balance in everithing...
Harmony like the keys of piano or the dance of serveral dancers...
Character like a filter of image or video...
Only Black & White? No shades!...
Unique, relevant, essential...
The starting point of everything...
A return of the essence of  forms and lines".

A modern Piano - New Age composition.

VIDEO ON YOUTUBE: 
 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wWcyU-M30z4

Black & White (Instrumental Version)

Première pensée   (Translated after French text )
Vidéo :  https://youtu.be/NYPOfarT2w0
Texte et chant : Muette
Musique : Alain Illos

Dans le vase de mon cœur
L’amour est à ras bord.
Dans le tien, une fleur
T'offre une nouvelle aurore.
Dans le sol de mon cœur
S’est ouverte une crevasse.
Le tien, d’heure en heure,
Se durcit et se tasse.
Dans la salle de bain
Où j'me rends présentable,
Je n'me trouve plus aimable
Et je te cherche en vain.
Mes yeux n’ont pas compris,
Immobiles dans la glace,
Butés comme des impasses,
Et ce corps inutile...
Quand viendra-t-il ce jour
Où ma première pensée
N'aura pas ton langage,
Où ma première pensée
N'aura pas ton visage,
Où ma première pensée
Sera d'boire un café ?
Je voudrais comme toi
Etre hors la loi d’amour,
Mais je suis condamnée
A te faire vivre toujours.
Je voudrais comme toi
Faire juste un demi-tour
Et t’avoir oublié.
Dis-moi comment tu fais.


First thought

In the vase of my heart
Love is overflowing.
In yours, a flower
Offers you a new dawn.
In the soil of my heart
A crack has opened.
Yours, hour by hour,
Hardens and settles.
In the bathroom
Where I make myself presentable,
I no longer find myself lovable
And I search for you in vain.
My eyes have not understood,
Motionless in the mirror,
Stubborn like dead ends,
And this useless body...
When will that day come
When my first thought
Will not be of you,
When my first thought
Will not be your face,
When my first thought
Will be to drink a coffee?
I would like, like you,
To be outside the law of love,
But I am condemned
To keep you alive forever.
I would like, like you,
To just turn around
And forget you.
Tell me how you do it.

Première pensée avec Muette

An old song remastered. 



Swing high swing low the heather hums
Where the wild winds dance and the river runs
A song in the stones a whisper so old
I hear it call in the evening's gold

Swing high swing low let the breeze let go
Carry my heart to the glen I know
Where the hills stand tall and the streams run slow
Swing high swing low let the love still grow

The skies wear gray like a woven shawl
The lark takes flight as the shadows fall
Your voice it lingers like a tune untamed
Carved in my soul like the cliffs unnamed

Oh the stars they blink in the loch so deep
Secrets they hold in their ancient keep
If I were the wind I’d find your side
And sing you this song on the morning tide

Swing high swing low let the breeze let go
Carry my heart to the glen I know
Where the hills stand tall and the streams run slow
Swing high swing low let the love still grow

Carry my Heart .mp3

If the sky could crack Would it spill its heart 
If the stars could sing Would they play a part 
In a world where the echoes don't fade 
Would you hear my voice Or would it be delayed 

If I told you Would you stay 
If I showed you Would you sway 
If love's a game Let's press play 
If Oh if It’s all today

If the ground could shift Would it hold us still 
If the oceans whispered Would you feel the thrill
 In a life that spins like a record too fast 
Would we slow it down or make it last 

Questions tumble like falling dice 
Every answer comes at a price 

If I told you Would you stay 
If I showed you Would you sway 
If love's a game Let's press play 
If Oh if It’s all today 

If the wind could write It’d spell your name 
If the sun could blush It’d feel the same 
Every "if" is a door Every door's a chance 
Would you walk with me Would you take the dance

Grace → Jacob
You’ve called me Manamea since you were a teenager—a small island word that’s carried a lifetime of our love.

Jacob → Grace
Where I’m from—Samoa—Manamea means “my love,” my treasure, my beloved. When I say it to you, Grace, it holds you in the highest light. You are my Everything, My Lifesource, and Lover in one word.

LYRICS
Written by Pam Hurley-Moser

{Verse 1}
Lost in a lonely story,
Always second-guessing.
Every page I’m searching,
Your light keeps calling me.

{Verse 2}
In every life, I find you, 
Manamea, my prayer come true.
You were written in my heart,
Before I even knew.

{Chorus}
Manamea, my life source, my lover in one word.
Manamea, your voice, my soul has heard.
Manamea, you are my center,
My pulse, my breath, my guide.
When the night reminds me,
Your light burns deep inside.

{Verse 3}
Even when oceans divide us,
Through distance, through dark, through time.
Your voice still calls my name
Two hearts, one sacred rhyme.

{Bridge}
Your love — an unseen current,
Pulls me through the storm.
I’ve stumbled, I’ve doubted, I’ve fallen,
Yet my dreams keep my spirit callin’.
Every scar, every silence, every sleepless night
You’re the reason I still fight.

{Final Verse} 
I’ve danced with heartache, fed on pain,
Tasted ash from who I’ve been.
But one thing I know for sure,
I’m yours forevermore.

{Refrain}
When alone, I flicker dim
Half-alive, but far from warm.

{Chorus}
Manamea, my life source, my lover in one word.
Manamea, your voice, my soul has heard.
Manamea, you are my center,
My pulse, my breath, my guide.
Through every life, I find you —
Your flame’s forever inside

{Outro}
Soul Manamea, my sun, my cover,
Without you near, I’ll ache, my lover.
By God’s grace, our souls remember,
Bound as one, forever — together.
Manamea, 
Manamea,
Manamea

MANAMEA

Here's another song about everything and nothing. Musically, I'm still a bit quiet... I hope you find the right moment to listen to it... It's not exactly high-energy, I admit.

Searching for some light divine

In this piece I used an upright piano, a cello, a solo violin, a duduk, an electric guitar and strings ensemble.
Thank you for listening !

Composition: Julien Apelian
Recording studio: Audio Colors
November, 1st, 2025


Majestic Universe

Original track, lyrics and vocals by me
Music made in GarageBand

This song is about a friendship that ended, a long time ago..
The picture is from today, me and my mother had a walk in the beautiful weather 🌞
Thank you so much for listening 🫶

I need to tell you something
From a troubled heart
I've been thinking about us
And how we fell apart
But I want you to know
I didn't really want to go....

I tried my best to keep you
Turned my life upside down
Did everything to please you
Let all my shields fall down
But I could feel
It wasn't good enough for you...

The burning flame
Became a losing game

I often told you
You are everthing for me
Gave you full attention
But you still didn't see
And the burning flame
Became a losing game...

The burning flame
Became a losing game

I need to tell you something
From a troubled heart
I've been thinking about us
And how we fell apart
How the burning flame
Became a losing game...

The burning flame
Became a losing game

The burning flame
Became a losing game

The burning flame
Became a losing game

A Losing Game (Original)

Seguir viviendo sin tu amor (https://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Luis_Alberto_Spinetta)
Picture: Luis Alberto Spinetta

https://soundcloud.com/hugo-queija Voces
Pichy Sotomayor, Banda y producción.

Si a tu corazón yo llego igual
Todo siempre se podrá elegir
No me escribas la pared
Solo quiero estar entre tu piel
Y si acaso no brillara el sol
Y quedara yo atrapado aquí
No vería la razón
En seguir viviendo sin tu amor
Y hoy que enloquecido vuelvo
Buscando tu querer
No queda más que viento, uh
No queda más que viento
Y si acaso no brillara el sol
Y quedara yo atrapado aquí, oh
No vería la razón
De seguir viviendo sin tu amor, oh-oh-oh
Y hoy que enloquecido vuelvo
Buscando tu querer, ah
No queda más que viento, no
No queda más que viento
Y si acaso no brillara el sol
Y quedara yo atrapado aquí
No vería la razón
De seguir viviendo sin tu amor


Letra y música:Luis Alberto Spinetta
© Warner Chappell Music Argentina

Seguir viviendo sin tu amor (L.A.Spinetta)

Where I Leave You Behind.mp3

RIGHTEOUS

VERSE 1
I don’t feel right in this skin I wear
Scars and secrets in many prayers
Trying to fix what I could never heal
Trusting my ways and how I feel 
(Pre-Chorus)
So when my thoughts scream, “You’ll never change!”
Your Word shouts louder — I’m not the same!

CHORUS 
Could I be righteous, aren't I covered by grace
I'm not saved by my worth
I'm saved by my faith
Could I be righteous 
Jesus died and tore the vail
He claimed us all
He didn't fail
He made me righteous 
Righteous 
Righteous 

VERSE 2 
I was born in chains, didn’t stand a chance
But You broke the curse, gave me a second dance
You wrote Your Word in my wicked heart
Now grace and grit can’t be torn apart

(Pre-Chorus)
You call me Yours— not a throw away 
Perfected forever — to live that way

CHORUS 
Could I be righteous, aren't I covered by grace
I'm not saved by my worth
I'm saved by my faith
Could I be righteous 
Jesus died and tore the vail
He claimed us all
He didn't fail
He made me righteous 
Oh righteous
Righteous 

BRIDGE 
Not by my works — not by my game
Not by my guilt — not by my shame
By one act of love, the Lamb was slain
So I’ll wear His name like a burning flame

FINAL CHORUS (Orchestral Blast)
Could I be righteous, aren't I covered by grace
I'm not saved by my worth
I'm saved by my faith
Could I be righteous 
He died and tore the vail
He claimed us all
He didn't fail
He made me righteous 
Ohhhh
I could be righteous , shouting His name
Grace in my veins, and I’m never the same
The grave lost count, sin lost its claim
The blood still roars through my frame
I could be righteous — forever changed
Oh I'm righteous 'cause Jesus reigns!
Ohhhhhh
Ohhhh

RIGHTEOUS

My writing is inspired by real life experiences, now woven into a historical fiction novel series to be released summer 2026. The novels accompany my original musical soundtrack.

My vision is to create an immersive experience where readers step fully into the story world—reading the novels while listening to the soundtrack—so that words and melodies converse with each other. This marks the beginning of a journey told through both language and sound, inviting readers to explore how music shapes memory, and how memory, in turn, shapes art.

My music fuses human creativity with modern innovation preceding studio recordings.

MANAMEA

Gracen Thorne