some songs from 2020

FEELING BETTER (Lyrics)

WISH YOU WERE FROM HAÏFA AND I’D BE FROM IZMIR
WE’D HAVE A BARMITSVA ON AÏD EL KEBIR
WE’RE ALL MOSE’S CHILDREN AS FAR I KNOW
ONCE A BEAST OF BURDEN AND TWICE A PHAROE 

WISH YOU WERE FROM HAÏFA AND I’D BE FROM ALGIER
I WOULD WEAR A KIPPA AND OFFER YOU A BEER
AN EYE FOR AN EYE AND A KISS FOR A KISS
I’M NOT SUCH A BAD GUY AND YOU’RE SUCH A BLISS   

WISH YOU WERE JEWISH YOU WERE JEWISH
YOU WERE JEWISH YOU WERE JEWISH YOU WERE JEWISH

WISH YOU WERE FROM HAÏFA AND I’D BE FROM IZMIR
I WOULD READ THE TORAH YOU’D BE MY AMIR
HOW ABOUT THE CHUTZPAH OF WALKING HAND IN HAND
AND DANCING A POLKA IN A PROMISED LAND

WISH YOU WERE JEWISH YOU WERE JEWISH 
YOU WERE JEWISH YOU WERE JEWISH YOU WERE JEWISH

WISH YOU WERE FROM HAÏFA AND I’D BE FROM IZMIR
WE’D HAVE A BAKLAVA AND A LOT OF SCHMEAR  

WISH YOU WERE JEWISH YOU WERE JEWISH 
YOU WERE JEWISH YOU WERE JEWISH YOU WERE JEWISH

JEWISH (Lyrics)

J’ALLAIS DANS LES BRUMES D’OCTOBRE
LES MAINS DANS LES POCHES NULLE PART
ET POUR UNE FOIS QUE J’ÉTAIS SOBRE
ET QU’IL N’Y AVAIT RIEN À VOIR

J’AI VU NON PAS JÉSUS SUR LES FLOTS
MAIS J’AI VU VENIR À MOI AU PETIT TROT
UN PETIT CHAT

IL S’EST FROTTÉ CONTRE MES JAMBES
COMME S’IL VOULAIT SE FAIRE AVOIR
SANS SE DOUTER QUE DANS SA CHAMBRE
QUELQU’UN L’ATTENDAIT QUELQUE PART

GUIZOU

LES HOMMES SONT SOUVENT L’UN POUR L’AUTRE
DES LOUPS DES LIONS DES LÉOPARDS
ILS SE BOUFFENT LE NEZ ET LE NOTRE
ET PARFOIS NOTRE SEUL ESPOIR

C’EST VOIR NON PAS JÉSUS SUR LES FLOTS
MAIS C’EST VOIR UN CHATON TOMBÉ D’EN HAUT
ET L’AVOIR

MAINTENANT QUE NOUS SOMMES EN NOVEMBRE
LE CHATON RONRONNE DANS LE NOIR
QUELQU’UN N’EST PLUS SEUL DANS SA CHAMBRE
ET C’EST LE DÉBUT DE L’HISTOIRE 

GUIZOU

GUIZOU (Lyrics) for Anouk

IT WAS THE SPRING OF 68 
I HAD A WHOLE LIFE IN MY PLATE
SHINY BRIGHT AS THE MORNING LIGHT 
WAS IT FIRST LOVE AT SECOND SIGHT
OH OH					
A LITTLE WEASEL CROSSED THE ROAD 
ONE SOFT HAND CAME NESTING IN MINE
IT FELT SO RIGHT

OH SCOTLAND YOU DON’T KNOW YOU HAVE NO 
IDEA
WHAT YOU MEANT TO ME
THE LAND THAT HAD TO BE

LIFE IS JUST A FIGURE OF 8 
SOMEONE HAS EATEN IN MY PLATE
AND MY NAME IS I MIGHT HAVE BEEN 
YET MY LIFE TO REMAIN UNSEEN  
OH OH
BUT THROUGH THE MIST OVER THE HILLS 
THE BLURRING EFFECT OF MY SIGHT
YOU STILL SHINE

OH SCOTLAND YOU DON’T KNOW YOU HAVE NO 
IDEA
WHAT YOU MEANT TO ME
THE LAND THAT HAD TO BE

NOW THAT I’M TURNING 68 
TIME CHIMES ARE TINGLING AT THE GATE
FAIRIES ARE DANCING IN THE NIGHT 
IS THERE A LAST LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT
OH OH
OH SCOTLAND YOU DON’T KNOW YOU HAVE NO 
IDEA
WHAT YOU MEAN TO ME
THE LAND THAT HAS TO BE

OH SCOTLAND YOU DON'T KNOW

SCOTLAND (Lyrics)

JE PICOLE ET JE FUME	
MA CHATTE AU CLAIR DE LUNE
PROMÈNE

JE L’ENTENDS DANS LES RUES
MIAULER AUX INCONNUS
QUI TRAINENT

HELLO HELLO HELLO
HELLO HELLO HELLO

ET LA VILLE SCINTILLE
ET LA VILLE GRÉSILLE
NUIT BLANCHE
UNE PENSÉE POUR LES FILLES
FRAC NOIR ET BAS RÉSILLE
QUI FLANCHENT

HELLO HELLO HELLO
HELLO HELLO HELLO

HELLO HELLO (Lyrics)

Beats n Rap : MC T-Rex  https://soundcloud.com/fredtrex
Feat - Marie Cavalia https://soundcloud.com/user-575739300

SURVIVANT MC T-Rex - Feat -Marie Cavalia

This is for my beautiful granddaughter Aliyah, who has just learned to crawl. 
 

Acoustic and Electric guitars: Jonathan Beckenstein @jonathan_beckenstein
Song, keys, bass and everything else, 2020 Janine Levinson

Birdwatching 

Point your eyes up to the trees and keep your ears wide open
Stand right next to me and keep your mouth closed
Stay light on your feet and hear the whip a whip a whistle
Stand right next to me and keep your mouth closed!

I promise you it’s worth your time  and now the part that matters
Is the language of the flying things, the words you can’t imagine
Telling stories from the tops of trees 
Of feathers web and worms and swarming bees!      
When we go birdwatching
            
Your binoculars are key keep them aimed up at the trees
listen carefully and keep your mouth closed!
It’s difficult at first It could be bells or wood or metal
As you open up your ears I know you heart will follow

Oh, little one, it’s worth your time and now it’s all that matters
Is the language of the flying things, the words you can’t imagine
Telling stories from the tops of trees 
And riding currents on the breeze
When we go birdwatching

Cackle caw whip and chatter           
Chip and chirrup crow and clatter
Chitter clack rush and titter             
Pip and thrill hoot and twitter
Tweet and clang flutter flap                
Chirp and hum, flicker, quack 
Whoop whoop whoop,    
Trum trum trum trum trumpet!!!

And from far off chickadee I hear a chirp and then a sizzle
I’ll stand right next to you and keep my mouth closed
We’ll listen and resist the urge to join in with a whistle
Looking up into the trees, we’ll feel the wind blow

I promise when you grow up you’ll remember understanding
The language of the flying things, you won’t have to imagine   
The stories from the tops of trees 
The questions answered only by the breeze
When we went birdwatching 

They sang Aliyah
They sang Aliyah

Birdwatching -  with Jonathan Beckenstein

YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE : 

Who are the Uygurs: 
History: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Uyghurs
Music: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Chirayliq.ogg
Listen : https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/0/0a/Chirayliq.ogg

This track with a double title : "Uygurs - Total Darkness" takes us to the depths of the dark side and the suffering to get in, as well as to get out of it ... 
It's easier to slide towards the dark side, than to advance towards the light which always requires more effort :-) Today it's THEM, tomorrow it might be YOU! 
There are some doors you should never cross.
No assistance to people in danger! If you don't say a word, consent!
Closing your eyes and not remembering past mistakes is never good, but know that those who persecute, kill, rape, lock up, sterilize, gass, etc....
They will one day find the strength of democracies that will wake up and put a stop, once again, to barbarians, whoever they are.

VOTRE ATTENTION S'IL VOUS PLAÎT :
Qui sont les Ouïgours :
Histoire : fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Uyghurs
Musique : en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Chirayliq.ogg

Ce morceau au double titre : "Uygurs - Total Darkness" nous emmène au plus profond du côté obscur et de la souffrance pour y entrer, comme pour en sortir ...
Il est plus facile de glisser vers le côté obscur, que d'avancer vers la lumière qui demande toujours plus d'efforts :-) Aujourd'hui c'est eux, demain ce sera peut-être vous !
Il y a des portes qu'il ne faut jamais franchir.
Aucune assistance aux personnes en danger ! Si vous ne dites pas un mot, consentez !
Fermer les yeux et ne pas se souvenir des erreurs passées n'est jamais bon, mais sachez que ceux qui persécutent, tuent, violent, enferment, stérilisent, gazent, etc...
Ils trouveront un jour la force des démocraties qui se réveilleront et mettront un terme, une fois de plus, aux barbares, quels qu'ils soient.

___🎹_____A_N_O_T_H_E_R___M_U_S_I_C_____🎹___

🛠 - Made with MOOG & Modular / Multi-tracks
🎹 - Composed, arranged, performed, produced by Pier WILL & Studio 4H09
🔲 - Artwork  -  Pier WILL
🙏 - Acknowledgements - Ableton, Arturia, Audacity, Cantabile, MSI, Focusrite, Korg, M-Audio, Sony, SoundCloud, Teac, Techniks, Yamaha.
⚙️ - #Ambient #Movies #Electro #Experimental #Minimal #Space 

❤️Love, 🕊️Peace, 🙏Respect

Uygurs - Total Darkness

Aeronautics

J’AI UNE MÈRE VEILLEUSE              
ELLE VEILLE AU GRAIN SUR SON BAMBIN
ET MET AU POINT DES STRATAGÈMES

DU HAUT DE BETELGEUSE
ET PAS BESOIN DE CHERCHER LOIN
POUR BOIRE AU SEIN QUE J’AIME

ET C’EST PAREIL DEPUIS TOUJOURS 
DEPUIS LE JOUR OÙ J’AI VU LE JOUR

QUAND LA VIE TÉNÉBREUSE
SE FAIT PARFOIS CHEMIN DE CROIX
ET QUE J’EN VOIS PAS LE BOUT DE MES PEINES

ALORS MA MÈRE VEILLEUSE
LUIT DANS LA NUIT BERCE MON LIT
ET MES ENNUIS  ET ME DIT PAR ICI

ET C’EST PAREIL DEPUIS TOUJOURS 
DEPUIS LE JOUR OÙ J’AI VU LE JOUR

J’AI UNE MÈRE VEILLEUSE
ELLE VEILLE AU MIEUX MÊME MIEUX QUE DIEU
SUR SON MORVEUX DEVENU VIEUX

ET C’EST PAREIL DEPUIS TOUJOURS 
DEPUIS LE JOUR OÙ J’AI VU LE JOUR

MÈRE (Lyrics)

Musique George Delerue
paroles Henri Colpi

TROIS PETITES NOTES DE MUSIQUE  + DDJohn's Clarinet (cover Yves Montand)

Roll With Us 150 BPM

Silent Standing
(D/L available at www.terrywigmore.com)

This is a very mean & moody Gibbo stood standing, silently singing ...more than thoughtful...leaning his back against his decaying doorway...
Terry somewhere in the chancellery, nonchalantly flipping a coin, with something nasty on one side and a worn out memory on the other. Offering some hope? Maybe not...
Me? Well, I'm in the toilet, with a grumbling bass whilst spouting a slightly sinister 'Andrews Sisters' thing :-)

This is just what we do...

Silent Standing

1) I can't quite remember, how it got to this
One moment you were there and then you're gone
But I stood silent in the doorway staring at the space you used to be.
And I stood silent in the doorway staring at the space you used to be.

2) But I can still recall your elegance and grace
As you shattered what was two and made it one
But I stood silent in the doorway staring at the space you used to be.
And I stood silent in the doorway staring at the space you used to be.

She moves like a flower in the chancelleries of spring...spring...
She moves...like a flower in the spring

(Repeat V.2)

…And I stood silent in the doorway staring at the space you used to be.........


Music and Lyrics: Wigmore Allen  Gibbons

(Terry) Wigmore: Guitars, Synths, Vocals, Production
(Keith) Allen:        Bass, Lead guitar, Vocals
(Kevin)Gibbons:   Lead Vocal

Silent Standing

I saw kings and queens and horses and fools
on a black & white board in a game with no rules
high heeled ladies dripping with jewels
and beggars a begging with an eye that drools
I saw scenes oh man i can hardly tell
some obscene and bizarre mixing heaven and hell
a cold silent spring a white masquerade
in the middle of June a Halloween parade
not one pink elephant in sight
In the dream i had last night
In the dream i had last night
I saw a pale frozen sun as from the outer space
saw jailers on the run not wearing a face
blazes a burnin’ the old mountain range
hurricanes blowing like a mind that’s deranged
I saw things oh man you wouldn’t believe
it’s crazy what a brain in sleep can conceive
anger and thunder black turning to fade
the future a swinging on the edge of a blade
in the yellowish sky no unicorns in flight
In the dream i had last night
In the dream i had last night
I saw Jesus bad tripping alongside Broadway
some tarot cards reader having nothing to say
but also i found as i passed my way
an orphan baby sparrow and that made my day
I saw a film oh man i just lack the words
and the screen was as large as the entire world
watchers a walking in a state of stupor
wondering what’s my acting and who’s the director
but no bonze in the air gliding on a kite
In the dream i had last night
In the dream i had last night
I saw thousands of planes dead stuck on the ground
such a blast in an harbor it exploded the town
broken wings broken hearts in the port of shadows
a rastaman playing Piaf singing la vie en rose
I saw a woman oh man who gave me an eye
saying we’ll meet again in the sweet bye and bye
i got lost on my way and forced to the ground
i got caught in a loop like in 4th time around
down the pit did i see any flickering light?
In the dream i had last night
In the dream i had last night
I saw lovers and friends who could not embrace
armies of zombies looking for solace
i heard echoes in time from the sweet golden age
of parsley and thyme rosemary and sage
I saw you oh man and you didn’t look great
petrified like you saw a demon at your gate
and while deciphering as a riddle your frown
i wondered could it mean the whole world’s upside down
and still no pink elephant in sight
In the dream i had last night
In the dream i had last night
With some hopes and illusions tight clenched in my fist
i wandered along the old route 66
but trying to express all that i missed
it’s trying to grab a ghost in the mist
And i ain’t superstitious but i sure did see
a black cat in the night with eyes glaring at me
what i saw my friend was beyond belief
and i hoped that the morning would bring some relief
but alas alas what is life but a dream
In the dream i had last night
In the dream i had last night
In the dream i had last night
And for sure not pink elephant in flight
In the dream i had last night
And the ones that i love i held them so tight
In the dream i had last night
And i enjoyed the past as a Turkish delight
In the dream i had last night
In the dream i had last night

TURKISH DELIGHT (Lyrics)

AU SOLEIL DANS LA LUNE ET SUR LA BAIE DES ANGES
PARMI LES LUNATIQUES SUR LES BERGES DU GANGE
J’AI TRAINÉ LA SEMELLE ET BATTU LES PAVÉS
AUJOURD’HUI FATIGUÉ JE RETOURNE AU BERCAIL
     
ET JE N’AI POUR BOUSSOLE QUE MON ADOLESCENCE 
ET POUR PÔLE MAGNÉTIQUE MES SOUVENIRS D’EN FRANCE
MAIS JE SAIS OÙ JE VAIS CAR JE SAIS D’OÙ JE VIENS
C’EST PAREIL POUR CHACUN CHACUNE SOUS LE SOLEIL

J’AI COURU LA FORTUNE ET LA BEAUTÉ DU DIABLE
RESPLENDISSANTE ET NUE JE L’AI EUE DANS MES BRAS
J’AI TRAINÉ MA CARCASSE DANS LES FAUX PARADIS
ET SANS LAISSER DE TRACES J’AI JOUÉ J’AI JOUI

MAIS TOUT TOUCHE À SA FIN MÊME L’ADOLESCENCE
JE ME RETROUVE ENFIN DANS CE TRAIN EN PARTANCE
ET JE SAIS OÙ JE VAIS PUISQUE JE ME SOUVIENS
UN JOKER DANS LA MANCHE JE RETOURNE AU BERCAIL

AU SOLEIL DANS LA LUNE ET VERS LA BAIE DES ANGES
MES PENSÉE ME RAMÈNENT LÀ OÙ MON PAS M’ENTRAINE
UN BEAU JOUR L’ORIGINE ET LA DESTINATION
NE FONT QU’UN NE FONT QU’UNE POUR CHACUNE ET CHACUN

LES BILANS MALHABILES ÇA C’EST BON POUR LES CHIENS
ET TOUS LES IMBÉCILES QUI SE PRENNENT POUR QUELQU’UN
FAIRE LE POINT À QUOI BON PUISQU’ON NE REFAIT RIEN
D’OÙ JE VIENS ÇA JE SAIS ET C’EST LÀ QUE JE VAIS

LA BAIE DES ANGES (Lyrics)

This is an old track I've made 2 years ago. 👴

I really like this track because it reminds me to have fun while composing 😋. You know sometime when I'm stressed I need to try some bold and crazy things in my music. This is one of those strange tracks.

This track has no real history and no real agenda. But I wanted to write something to bring together all the instruments I love : duduk, oud, guitar, synth and percussions.
I started the track by combining several guitar pulses. I added the percussions and improvised all other tracks on my midi keyboard.
I had to do a lot of midi programming to make this track work!
I hope it's not that bad. And I hope all duduk and oud players will forgive me if it's not perfect. It's all midi and virtual instruments and it won't match the beauty of a real player performance.

I've made some changes in this version : 
- The opera voice is different and I have been able to do what I couldn't do 2 years ago. The last note of the opera performance was not is the first version.
- The mixing is less agressive and I tried different panning settings.

I used many virtual instruments in this track : 
- Abbey Road : 80s Drummer
- Embertone : Whistler Ensemble
- Heavyocity : Vocalise 1, Vocalise 2 and  Scoring Guitars
- Ilya Efimov : Duduk and Fretless Bass
- Impact Soundworks : Oud, Shreddage 2, Vocalisa and Juggernaut
- Indiginus : Renaxxance
- KV331 Audio : Synthmaster
- Organic Voice : Solo Opera (replacing Storm choir soloist)
- Soundiron : Apocalypse Micro and Mars choir

I made a video with the Cubase performance https://youtu.be/jmM6RMNDKVA

The image is a photo I took several years ago. It's not related to the theme of the song but the name of the flower is Nigella damascena.

I wish you'll like this track. Thanks for listening (and reading this huge bunch of words😂)
I really hope all of you are safe. Be brave and stay safe💖💖💖💖

LA BAIE DES ANGES (Lyrics)

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