La ouate revisitée en crème fouettée, j'aime

Après la ouate, la crème fouettée woopwoop !! :D Nice song, IR1S ! <3 Superb melody ! <3

well produced pop-chanson-ballad - really nice

Beautiful song! It's fun to hear you sing in french! Loooove it! Merci beaucoup et bonne journée Iris.

Une vie Dans La Crème Fouettée (2023 Original Version)

I start the day mid-thought
something between a drumbeat and an accident
The room blinks awake
and the tools gossip about yesterday's miracles
One hums
One sulks
One lies
They're all wrong
and that's perfect

I stretch,
the floor creaks like it wants to join in
so I let it
That's the thing about work
it only looks like effort
from the outside
From within, it's gravity
sweet and unfair
I chase a stubborn shape 
around the table
it refuses sense
so I call it progress

Every failure has a pulse
if you listen right
I tap it, feed it
name it Tuesday

Laughter spills from nowhere
probably mine
and the walls pretend not to notice
They've seen me argue with shadows before

I tell them:
you wouldn't understand
this part's critical!

The air thickens
a rhythm forms without permission
I lose count of time
gain count of motion

Sweat, sawdust, syntax
whatever this is
it's singing

And when I stop
nothing stops
The room keeps going
the tools finish the joke
the silence applauds

I bow, wipe my hands
whisper to no one:
That was fun
can't wait to do it again!

Can't Wait

This is how I imagine Edgar Allan Poe's famous poem as a song. Others have done this before, but I hope you enjoy my version ❤️

Annabel Lee

"Funny Looking Flowers" [11.03.25]
written by Jack Miller 
J Dulva and Counting Coup 
(c) 2025 Cenote Music

Funny Looking Flowers

Funny Looking Flowers [11.03.25]

I thought I'd revisit this track to give it a bit of Tinkerbell tinkering with some newly learned production skills.

Venus (remix)

The Lost Boys

Lyrics

Does anyone else ever wish that you could redo all the things you've done before?
But much better than you did them
Always rumination
Or maybe an obsession
Still, I'm not letting go of the idea that things can always be improved
With a little self-reflection
To give you some direction
And you might need it, cuz...

Bullies want your collapse
The skeptics choose to attack you
But never concede on all that you truly believe
No more fabricated actions
Clogging up the thought stream
(Clogging up the thought stream)
Clogging up the thought stream

When it's hard enough to be me, should I really wanna pose as perfect?
Stay true to yourself and in the end, trust it'll be worth it
Others will start to see you
For who you really are

Still, I'm not letting go of the idea that things can always be improved
With a little self-reflection

rumination

anchor truth.mp3

I do think the ancients were very clever. They hid the secrets of their sacred sexual practises in beautiful poetic metaphors so they never had to put Explicit or Parental Advisory on their covers.  😉

This song was inspired by some lines by the Immortal Sisters,  as part of Taoist Tantric teachings, which describe how the female uses her breath to circulate elixirs throughout her body as a means to gain immortality. It's what alchemical classics call the living midnight ...when the medicine is produced. 


Tie up the tiger, let him sleep in his den,
Wild heart bound gentle, come home again.
Bridle the dragon, let the fire rise slow,
Pearl by pearl ...the elixir will grow.

Clear as the water, still as the stone,
Nature and mind return to their own.
Breathe like the valley, soft as the dawn,
Spirit and breath become one.


Tune the breath softly, gather it deep,
Into the golden crucible keep.
Stabilise spirit at the jade mountain gate,
Guard the pass silent, no room for fate.

Tiger rests, dragon coils,
Moonlight on still water, 
no more turmoil 
In the crucible 
the true self is born,
Jade pass guarded 
till everlasting morn.

Clear as the water, still as the stone,
Nature and mind return to their own.
Breathe like the valley, soft as the dawn,
Spirit and breath become one.

Clear as the water
still as the stone…
I am the valley
I am coming home.

© Copyright music and lyrics by Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, November 2025, all rights reserved

Jade Gate

Memories never die

João Pedro: https://soundcloud.com/joaopedromusic
Matthew May: https://soundcloud.com/matthewmaymusic

Memories

Fine Print • Dream Pop / Experimental
Un titre sombre et vaporeux entre dream pop et ambient pop, porté par des guitares éthérées, des synthés brumeux et une voix hantée.
« I didn’t see the fine print… Guess the devil just caught me. »
Une chanson sur le pacte faustien des rêves trop rapides : signer sans lire, poursuivre la lumière, et se réveiller enchaîné. Regret, ambition, perte d’âme et illusions brisées dans une ambiance nocturne et mélancolique.
Lyrics complets dans la piste.
For fans of: Beach House, Cocteau Twins, M83, Cigarettes After Sex, DIIV, Slowdive, The Cure, Tamaryn, Washed Out, Youth Lagoon, dark dream pop, shoegaze, indie pop 2025.

dream pop, experimental pop, shoegaze, indie pop, dark dream pop, ambient pop, ethereal, melancholic pop, devil contract, sold my soul, regret pop, atmospheric, 2025, new dream pop, faustian bargain music, Beach House type beat

Fine Print

IR1S (Intelligent Recognitive Integrated Sound) is an alternative band electronic music project where the central characters in every song are women. Each track tells a story, explores a social issue, or expresses a thought from the perspective of these protagonists, weaving together elements of both fictional narratives and real-life experiences. Drawing inspiration from strong women in literature, cinema, and dystopian worlds, IR1S creates a unique soundscape that blends powerful storytelling with evocative electronic beats.

Une vie Dans La Crème Fouettée (2023 Original Version)

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