Long time ago in the Scottish Highlands. A tribe that lives in a rough and harsh surrounding, strengthened over generations by the unfriendly environment. The borders of the tribes territory are not exactly known. In particular, in the North, the saying goes that vast areas of unoccupied lands will belong to those that first dare to claim it. So a small troup of currageous military men sets foot to the Northern Frontier ...

Composition-wise: The piece explores the change of atmosphere when the same motive is played with different accompaniments. The same theme can be found for instance @ 0:00 ff,  0:23 ff and 1:05 ff. The accompaniment increases in intensity and rhythm for these three instances, ranging from a meditative intro over a – to my ears – tribal dance or chant towards a first  climax of the piece which might make a good soundtrack for a battle in the Scottish Highlands. The track then settles down to the second theme @ 1:33 which again is repeated with much more agitated accompaniment @ 1:55 ff. 

While the track is in general in 4/4, it raises the tension by sometimes breaking the metrum into more unconventional rhythmic structures. This holds in particular for @ 0:46 ff where the metrum changes to a succession of ¾, 4/4, ¾, 6/4, 6/4, 4/4, ¾, 4/4, ¾, ¾, ¾ and then reverts to the original 4/4. Also @ 2:09  there is in insert of a ¾ bar and at the very end @ 2:30, there is a 2/4 break just before the final chord. 

I did some Youtube Shorts in Case with more details on some composition tweaks that I used in this track:
Varying the Accompaniment: https://youtube.com/shorts/7HAWSz2Mg14?feature=share
Breaking the metric structure: https://youtube.com/shorts/tUvaq8D6nUo?feature=share
Ligature Bows: https://youtube.com/shorts/-WBf6Du040g?feature=share
Keeping the attention until the end: https://youtube.com/shorts/qnJl5BQ4yxU?feature=share


The track has been recorded on a Roland FP-90 and mastered in Cubase by adding  reverb, a Stereo enhancer and fiddling a bit with the EQ. 
The picture was created with Stable Diffusion. 

The track can also be found at 
Youtube (including the scores): https://youtu.be/FIQZc7JakvQ
Spotify: spotify:album:5YG7dpoBElKImcbmX7eWTU

The Northern Frontier

The Northern Frontier (Solo Piano)

Une ode aux perdants , à ceux qui n'arriveront jamais les premiers ...
Compositeur - Musique : Philippe SEGUINARD
Auteur mélodiste - Chant : Guillaume DULER
Chant : Sylvie TIRET
An ode to the losers, to those who will never get there first ...
Composer - Music : Philippe SEGUINARD
Songwriter - Vocals : Guillaume DULER
Singer : Sylvie TIRET
Lyrics:
Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos étoiles
Même si le ciel est déjà mort
C'est vrai qu'elles brillent encore
Mais la plupart ont mis les voiles

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos défaites
A la puissance des vaincus
Nous nos blessures ont survécus
Quand leurs victoires sont obsolètes

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos amours
A celles qui saôulent de souvenirs
Celles qu'on n'a pas pu retenir
Mais auxquelles on pense toujours

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos héros
Aux révoltés aux cœurs ouverts
Ceux qu'ont joué avec l'enfer
La vie tatouée sur la peau

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos succés
Ces étranges malentendus
C'est à peine ce qu'on a voulu
Et tout juste ce que l'on pouvait

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos enfances
Illusions perdues à jamais
Comme la douleur d'un condamné
Qui sait qu'il va mourir d'avance

Levons nos verres aux regrets
Aux perdants de la gloire
Cicatrices laissées
Dans un coin de mémoire
Aux survivants sans médailles
A nous les moins que rien
Sur nos champs de batailles
Ombres du quotidien

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos fantômes
Toutes ces peurs qui nous soutiennent
Main dans la main elles nous souviennent
Vers la dernière demeure des hommes

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos futurs
Retournons nous voir s'ils nous suivent
Mais y'a personne pas âme qui vive
Y'a même pas de rats sur les ordures

When do we drink to our stars
Even if the sky is already dead
It's true they still shine
But most of them are gone

When do we drink to our defeats
To the power of the defeated
Our wounds have survived
When their victories are obsolete

When do we drink to our loves
To those soaked in memories
The ones we couldn't hold back
But still think of

When we drink to our heroes
To the rebels with open hearts
Those who played with hell
Life tattooed on their skin

When we drink to our successes
These strange misunderstandings
It's hardly what we wanted
And only what we could

When we drink to our childhoods
Illusions lost forever
Like the pain of a condemned man
Who knows he's going to die in advance

Let's raise a glass to regrets
To the losers of glory
Scars left
In a corner of memory
To survivors without medals
To us less than nothing
On our battlefields
Shadows of everyday life

When we drink to our ghosts
All these fears that sustain us
Hand in hand they remind us
To the last resting place of men

When we drink to our futures
Let's go back and see if they follow us
But there's no one, no soul
Not even rats in the garbage

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER  Novembre 2023

Ivre"S" (feat Sylvie Tiret) Version intégrale TRANSLATED

Man-below

Cast of characters:
The Mysterious Decibel -- @themysteriousdecibel – MD – First vocals and lyrics 
Tea R. Sea @tea_are_sea  -- Terry – Synthesizers, beats, composition, production, and mix
Llanpsych– @llanpsych  –Tez–Electric guitar
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman  –Stephen– Electric guitar, mix, and production 
K2 and the Three [and the Four]-- @k2andthe3,  @k2-kara –Ken–drums, lyrics, and vocals at the end
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –five-string fretless bass

This song began with Terry sharing an intriguing Eastern sounding synth and minimal beat with Ken, who added a really solid beat to bring out the strong rhythm of the song. Once they had a solid foundation and skeleton, they shared it with the rest of the Eclectic Collective. Josh added his four string fretless bass in a dubby line that was inspired by Tez's hot skank part.  Stephen came up with the floating ambient guitar throughout and the shocking dynamic lift towards the end, and Tez piled on to light it up. Then MD got a hold of it and wrote and sang some of his trademark, fun lyrics and vocals in the first part of the song. Ken, not to be left out of the melodic experience, added the vocals at the end. 
  After we all had everything in the can, the Texas Tea combo of Stephen and Terry produced and mixed the whole thing down. This wasn't their first rodeo mixing a project together, and it really shows in the end quality. They also have several duo projects up on both of their pages that are worth checking out.  
  We think the end result is reminiscent of Massive Attack and Thievery Corporation, two big influences on a few of us. We all hope you enjoy listening to this song as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Lyrics by MD:
Time again and on, and on, and on, we fall in slumber
Dreams never wait
Ashes to ashes we all fall down 
Ooooo Circles break
Ashes to ashes we all fall down
When we wake
When we wake
Is this a new Simulation?
When I wake
When I wake

Lyrics by Ken:
Feed the fire or the fire flames out

Coherent Fire  - (Eclectic Collective) w/ Tea R. Sea

Una Gita A Poveglia

Translated after the French text

Vidéo Youtube : https://youtu.be/tIufYg0fDxY

Mieux Vaut Tard
Texte : Jefherson
Chant : Julia
Musique : Alain Illos

Texte: Jefherson
Chant :Julia
Musique : Alain Illos

ll est des évidences
des choses qui vont de soi
dire ce que l’on pense
ce qu’on sent, ce qu’on croit.

Mais moi toute ma vie
Je gardais tout pour moi
Comme un loir endormi 
engourdi par le froid..

Etait-ce par pudeur
Par peur de m’exposer
D’ouvrir un peu mon coeur
Ou simplement d’oser.

Montrer peur ou colère
Inquiétude ou tendresse.
N’était  pour toi mon père
Que choquante faiblesse

Sois un homme mon gars !
Cogne fort et encaisse.
 
Surtout ne pleure pas !
C’est bon pour les gonzesses

Rester copie conforme
A ce  modèle viril
Ne pas braver la norme.
Voilà. !Ainsi-soit -il !

REFRAIN    

Mais est venu le jour
De remise en question
Toi touché à ton tour
Par ton opération


Pour toi bien difficile
La maladie soudain
Te révélait fragile
Ou simplement humain

Aux portes de la mort
Tu m’as dit ton amour
En moi, il vit encore
Et il vivra toujours.
Tu m’as dit ton amour
Mieux vaut tard que jamais
Je t’ai dit à mon tour
A quel point je t’aimais...

 Better late than never

Some things are obvious
things that go without saying
to say what you think
what you feel, what you believe.
But all my life
I kept everything to myself
Like a sleeping dormouse 
numbed by the cold.

Was it out of modesty
For fear of exposing myself
To open my heart a little
Or simply to dare.
To show fear or anger
Worry or tenderness.
For you, my father
Only shocking weakness

Be a man, boy!
Hit hard and take it.
Above all, don't cry!
It's good for the chicks

Stay a carbon copy
To this virile model
Don't defy the norm.
So be it!

REFRAIN    

But the day has come
Of questioning
You in turn
By your operation
For you very difficult
Sudden illness
Revealed you to be fragile
Or simply human
At death's door
You told me of your love
In me it still lives
And always will.
You told me of your love
Better late than never
I told you in turn
How much I loved you...

Mieux Vaut Tard  avec Julia

the captain, mad captain
he told the men his plans
and then they went out stealing things
so they could rule these lands

they stole four antique cannons from the castle
hijacked a truckload of metal from the factory
they stole a jet engine from the old air force base
the mad captain nodded satisfactorily

they welded the metal into a battering ram
and the big jet engine was for extra speed
cannons armed in every direction
the mad captain had returned to the sea (x2)

they were a terror in the open waters
they’d sink any ship that they saw
and with their jet engine, they were able to avoid apprehension
and stay a step ahead of the law

vengeance in the form of a storm
came rolling across the sea
the mad captain pulled his eyes from the sky
he’d seen more than he wanted to see
"all hands below deck", the captain roared
"tie yourself down so you don’t go overboard"
------
bass, piano, beatbox, guitar and vocals by andrew salvner (aka lil' spaceman, pretzels malone)
drums from my cheap old digitech bp90 bass pedal
thunderstorm field recording by Arnaud Coutancier www.freesound.org/people/arnaud%20coutancier/
additional sound effects supplied by @pliable-tones
drums/bass/bass/piano recorded on 4-track cassette / vocals and beatbox added using Audacity.

the mad captain (on speed)

an unexpected leap to Sapporo, at 140 bpm

more images here:
 https://www.instagram.com/p/CpU80y7r-gG/?img_index=3

and a video here:
https://www.instagram.com/p/C3Altd5NlzN/
https://www.tiktok.com/@rollocarpenter/video/7332497680737799457
https://youtu.be/2sEpdzhEB4o

Sapporo

This is a song for my Mary, but it is applicable to all Mary's. 

This is my first attempt at recording new material since last summer, I've been writing and playing a lot, but I just haven't had the time lately to get my ideas on tape. So it's nice to get this one out, and hopefully, it'll not be as long a wait for my next. 

Thanks for all the listens and support, it's greatly appreciated as always. cheers!

lyrics

don't let the world dictate to you
be your own girl
in a world that's you

don't always swim against the tide
time won't always be on your side
so don't go wasting all your time 

don't let the world
loose from your grasp
come up for air
whenever you get the chance 

don't always swim against the tide
time won't always be on your side
so don't go wasting all your 
wasting all your
wasting all your
wasting all your
wasting all your
wasting all your time

you always think there's somebody 
better off than you
don't listen to the boys 
they all screaming that it's true

you always think there's somebody 
better off than you
but there's nobody out there
can do you as good as you

so don't let the world
edit out your past
look back with pride 
and don't
catapult so fast

don't always swim against the tide
time won't always be on your side
so don't go wasting all your
wasting all your
wasting all your 
wasting all your 
wasting all your time

Time, For Mary

We welcome your feedback!

Composed, produced & performed by Srouly Frank

Just You And Me

Just You and me

Lyrics by Tony Harris that inspired Mike listed below.
Vocals, Music and Mix by Mike Fox UK 

IT WAS A SAD DAY TODAY
IN OUR SMALL TOWN
THE RADIO STATION
IT CLOSED DOWN

FOUNDED IN NINETEEN FIFTY
AND A LOCAL LANDMARK
PLAYED ALL KINDS OF MUSIC
WAS SPECIAL TO OUR HEART

(CHORUS)
THE MUSIC DIED TODAY
IN OUR HOME TOWN
THEY FLIPPED THE SWITCH
AND IT FADED AWAY
YOU CAN BLAME IT ON THIS
YOU CAN BLAME IT ON THAT
WHAT MORE CAN YOU SAY
THE MUSIC DIED TODAY

THE DEJAY'S WERE THE BEST
ALWAYS TAKING REQUEST
THE SONGS WERE ALWAYS PLAYIN'
AND VERY SATISFYIN'

TEARS FLOWED FREELY THAT DAY
AS AMERICAN PIE WAS PLAYED
AFTER SIXTY SEVEN YEARS
WHY WAS THAT CALL MADE

(REPEAT CHORUS)

THE RED BRICK BUILDIN'
NO LONGER STANDS
THE RECORDS WERE SOLD
THEY WASHED THEIR HANDS

(REPEAT CHORUS 2 times)

2017 © Lyrics by Tony Harris (revised 2024 BMI)

Mieux Vaut Tard avec Julia

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