This is great , love the slide geeetar !!!

nice twofold structure of the song with its forward moving first and backward leaning second part

Awesomeness! Came on @ randomly! Love everything! My kinda song and production! Beautiful play and instruments and singing!! J and B!! Great one!!! Yes!!!💎💎💎🙌🙌🙌🙌🙏🙏🙏🕺🏼🕺🏼🕺🏼

reminscent of The Scene Is Now -- and that aint no bad thing!

ZenGazer

Whatever’s haunting you
Whatever you’ve been through
That broke your heart in two

Whatever’s come before
The demons at your door
Will never change my love for you

Just the way you are
You are beautiful and scarred
You’ve gone up against the gods
And beaten the odds

Whatever’s on your mind
Together we’ll survive
As long as love’s alive

So let me hold your hand
Let me comfort you
Through all these trying times

So take me as i am
A lost and broken man
But as long as I’m with you
Together we’ll get through
Whatever comes our way 
We’ll take it day by day 
Whatever comes our way

Whenever skies are gray 
My love will shine each day
I’ll wipe your tears away 
Whatever comes our way


whatever

Romantic〔Lylics by Romi   Composed by Romi   Arrenged by Romi , Red＆Blue〕

The Walking Session (Rehearsal)

Une chanson contre la violence conjugale...
A song against domestic violence...
Vocal/intro & Final text : DelhyA  https://soundcloud.com/user-945711181/tracks
Piano/Synth/Arrangement : Régis GAUBERT  musicoman@wanadoo.fr https://soundcloud.com/robspiritduo/tracks
Composer/Arrangements/Guitars/Slide : Philippe SEGUINARD
Lyrics : Guillaume DULER

Lyrics:
J'entends les cris là-haut d'une autre qui se débat , d'une femme qui pour cette fois ci n'est pas moi. Rien ne doit transparaitre , je ne dois pas laisser mes larmes couler et se frayer un chemin jusqu'à mes lèvres scellées . Et même si les bleus sous ma peau se réveillent , je dois les ignorer et agir comme si tout était pareil...
La peur de lui parce qu'un verre de trop
surtout se fondre invisible sans  mots
elle en vit par la force à coté de la vie
prisonnière isolée sans porte de sortie
cécité de son sang et de ses amitiés
ne pas parler se taire rien ne doit transpirer
se voiler d' un rideau de tissus de mensonge
triste jeu de cache cache qui consume et qui  ronge
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
mentir au soleil quand la lune voit tout
les nuits sont cruelles écrasées de tabous 
la honte qui maquille la vérité trop laide
qui étouffe les cris de ces appels à l'aide
accoudés au silence les sévices bien tranquilles
se prennent du bon temps ils jouent à domicile
au coupable les mains pleines de frappes de raisons
à la victime le doute de fuir sa déraison
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
le sourire de façade sous des tonnes de semblants
donner le change à celles comblées par leurs amants
vider ses yeux de tout ce qui pourrait trahir
ces miroirs la qui font qu'elle ne pourrait mentir
les bleus des sentiments qui lui cognent à la peau
violence d'un élément qui laisse sur le carreau
un corps vandalisé mort pour la fratrie
tombé au champ d'horreur abattu par celui
Qui disait qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
des baisers dans la gueule
caresses à poings fermés
d'un amour qui dégueule
de passions débordées
La tendresse des coups
Je ne peux les laisser atteindre ce rivage à nouveau où les vagues d'une mer intérieure continue se brisent en silence...

I can hear the cries of another woman struggling, a woman who this time is not me. I mustn't let anything show, I mustn't let my tears flow and make their way to my sealed lips. And even if the bruises under my skin awaken, I must ignore them and act as if everything were the same...
Fear of him because one glass too many
above all melting away invisible without words
she lives by force beside life
prisoner isolated with no way out
blindness of her blood and her friendships
don't talk shut up nothing must transpire
veil itself with a curtain of cloth of lies
sad game of hide and seek that consumes and gnaws away
And he says he adores her...always a little harder... until death
lie to the sun when the moon sees all
nights are cruel crushed by taboos 
shame that disguises the truth too ugly
that muffles the cries for help
crouched in silence quiet abuse
have a good time they play at home
to the guilty hands full of strikes of reasons
to the victim the doubt to flee his folly
And he says he loves her... always a little harder... until death
the facade of a smile under tons of pretence
giving the lie to those fulfilled by their lovers
emptying her eyes of anything that might betray
those mirrors that make it impossible for her to lie
the bruises of feelings pounding against her skin
violence of an element that leaves
a vandalized body dead for the siblings
fallen in the field of horror shot by the one
who said he adores her...always a little harder... until death
kisses in the face
caresses with closed fists
of a love that spews out
of overflowing passions
The tenderness of blows
I can't let them reach that shore again where the waves of a continuous inner sea break in silence...

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER  Juillet 2025

La tendresse des coups ( DelhyA - Régis GAUBERT & JIM ) TRANSLATED

Welcome to EchoLandia! 

... where I hope you meet an echo of yourself on the dance floor. 

Open to critical feedback on the production and mixing. Wanted the bass to be clearer and drums sharper. But got tired of tweaking knobs. 

Influences: Jamiroquai, Daft Punk, Deee-Lite

Copyright free photo from Prexels

EchoLandia

When Children Play
Racing down the streets in the sunlight.
We are just kids feeling good, playing our life.
We are out to play and we run around.
Chasing our friends while we shout so loud.
Emma is so cute, the boys in love with her.

„Hey, too close! Don't you throw the ball from there! 
Whoa, that was not fair! I won't play any more with you!
Why you are always so mean? Go away!
I play with someone else!“
Bye!

Michael likes to show his strength today.
Lucy is so pretty and she can play.
Marty looks so sad, oh no, what a day!
Finn is mad. I don't like him this way.
Snowball fight in the street, no one can beat me.
Rick's the best we all want him in our team.

„I am first, I run so fast! Joe is so sad, he's last!“
„Uhhh, shame in you you weren't fair!“
„Well, ohh, so sorry my friend!
Please let us be friends again. I really like you, my friend!
Could you too, like me the same?
Together we'll play very cool games“

We all want to play hide and seek.
But Mary always finds Nick too fast, ohh.
„ohhhoo, why I'm always last?
Whooo, I'm tired I go home.“

Tom is a liar, spins so many lies.
Lynn gets angry, is tired of his disguise.
Lars acts strong, but Nick and Lizz say no way.
The world is a game, but some don't wanna play.
He's angry and wants every one to obey.
But not all of us wanna follow what he says.

„Please let us be friends again. I really like you, my friend!
Could you too, like me the same?
Together we'll play very cool games“

The president tells his own stories.
He's the one who makes up what is true.
His minister obeys, always tells something new.
The world's his game, but some don't play.
He's upset now cause every one should obey.
But not all of us wanna follow what he says.

The president and his adviser can now no more get along,
spreading secrets and dirt, feeling very strong.
The president plays king, some don't wanna play.
The adviser admits he has gone too far, 
but most people now know where we are.
The president is angry: „All obey!“
But many are waiting eagerly for the day,
when the old king finally has gone away.

When Children Play

An electronic/industrial piece, with some fusion elements.

Cosmic Call

A rough and ready summertime rock & roll song. Discount Jimmy Buffett.
A salvage title is a car deemed a total loss by an insurance company.
From the album "Curiosities Of Outsider Art" (Sept 2025)

Lyrics:
I surround myself with my friends 
That I know and love
Kick those bad times
Down the stairs
A little shove
Even when we're hurt
Drinking a toast
To the last rotation of the earth
You should know by now

We're living life with a salvage title
I'm out of sync
With my circadian cycle
Your molecular structure
Looking vital  🤪 
Salvage title

Take the time
And disregard all the rest
I'm at the Ramada Inn
Under house arrest
They say life is just a little test
I took off my shirt
To get this off my chest
You should know by now
This kind of spirit never goes away
It just becomes something else

We're living life with a salvage title
Getting sunshine
In tiny vials
Kicking down the portals of time
For an on time arrival
Salvage title 
Hot dog (yeah ) !!!!

Salvage title
And if you're coming over tonight
I'm going to be up late
Dancing with myself
Like Billy Idol

Salvage Title

Cloudbusting (Kate Bush - cover)

Usually, most of us want some kind of action in life.....and sometimes you just need a break.....

A break from all the superficiality, the gossip, the blaring news feeds.......quite simply from everything that disrupts your everyday lives with an eternal blaring noise. A fog inside, slowly suffocating you.....

You need to catch your breath, and live, feel and experience again......not just exist through life.

So you just leave......no matter to where....you just need the peace, yourself, your thoughts and feelings, to see, hear, smell, taste, feel, whatever it is that heals and cures your mind and soul.....for real again....And to do this....just for you.....

Do you realize how important that is, for your physical and mental health?........

Have a wonderful summer, and live your life well. No one else will do it for you. ;))

Music, Mix & Production, Track image - Seagull; @farout-music-studio
Wonderful voice - Mandy

Fog inside - Seagull & Mandy

i heard on the radio the other day that loneliness is the new epidemic.............peace and cheers for having a listen





                 Afterthought

well i don't really know what happened to us
but i could sure use a friend right now
cos all that we built is turning to dust
and there ain't no more how or why

so please don't say that you know what i'm going through
it's plain to see that you really wouldn't have a clue
i'm trying to appreciate, the little effort that you gone and made
but it saddens me that you need to pretend, when you can clearly see
that i'm at the end of my rope
that's ok, i was just trying to say
i need a friend

so don't give it a second thought
it never mattered much before
and if there was a page for all the mistakes we made
i'd fill a book or four, a volume that's for sure

so please don't say that you know what i'm going through
it's plain to see that you really don't have a clue
i'm trying to understand, things were good and now they're bad
and it saddens me that you need to pretend, when you can clearly see
that i'm at the end of my rope
that's ok, i was just trying to say
i need a friend

Afterthought

Made in August 2025

Video; https://youtu.be/dxttsP5pm_M

Dark Souls

Twenty miles ahead of me
Potholes crop up before
I can turn the wheel
Jarring the base of my spine
Or at least what’s left of it

Don’t mind the drive
Don’t mind the noise
Part of the experience 
Television cartoon characters

Three hundred miles I’ve got behind
I’m not looking to the past
Forward march
Counting hours as they pass
By the minute, for a second
Curtain part

Don’t mind the drive
Don’t mind the noise
Part of the experience 
Television cartoon characters

Living by the golden rule
Never let them see me drool

Don’t mind the drive
Don’t mind the noise
Part of the experience 
Television cartoon characters

Living by the golden rule
Never let them see me drool

Put the distance in perspective 
Doesn’t really seem so insurmountable 
Ask me if I’d go again
Heck yeah! Had a blast
You can count me in


Television Cartoon Characters

Between the Worlds

Midnight Moon

sky ship

I pulled her near and kissed her ear
I asked her how far she would go 
She held my hips finger to lips
Then her husband stamped on my toe
I didn’t know
I turned around and joined the crowd
Everyone in satin black
I tried to start a conga - got no longer
Then I saw the coffin at the back
I didn’t know

Life tries to tempt me
But who knows where the mind goes
Why try to break me
When the wind blows where the lie shows 
me bare?
But did I care?
Was I aware?
And Is it fair?

When I grew up
I was undernourished of love
So I filled in that hole
Comforted my soul
With the darkest of truths
That there was only me
And if I wanted to be
Then I’d set me free

Standing there
Who was I
A liar?
A thief?
Some parasite neither able to give nor receive love?
Or was I a weeping soul, hoping for the moment that would help it rise above the pain? 
Yes, I was not lost
I would live again 

I apologised - I said realised
That memories will last
But to take away this lesson today
Of a soul that forgave his past
He didn’t want to forget it
He didn’t want to lose
The treasure he had gained
In being brave enough to choose
I didn’t know 
I didn’t know
No I didn’t know
But now I know - yeah

Who will I be
I guess I’ll see

So walking forward loud and proud
Living truly in the moments sound
Remembering the quiet notes
The mum that makes, the dad that dotes
Seek the lights 
Seek the joy
Hold the girl
Hold the boy
Know the reason
Know the why
Bring the season
Bring the sky
Give your love
Give your heart
Love the end
Love the start
No more half’s 
No more tries
No more me
No more lies

I Didn't Know

Based on collaborative song writing in the early 80s and a few studio projects over the years. We are reunited to create new projects after taken a longer break.

Update:
In the summer of 2022, my dear old friend Mick and longtime musical companion died of cancer.

I have agreed with him that I will continue to run our site in his spirit. Our amazing, unique music will live on forever.

Morten Jeamland 
July 2, 2022





Hey hey, my my
Rock and roll can never die
There′s more to the picture
Than meets the eye.
Hey hey, my my.*

*By Neil Young


Mick loved listening to Rory Gallagher, Ten Years After, David Lindley, Neil Young and Alan Stivell.
He let this wonderful music flow into our songs. 
So we gave our music a new genre, which we called "Desert Psycho Fusion Blues Rock".


Updated May 17, 2023
Morten Jeamland


Mick Bolt:  vocals //rhythm guitar & lead guitar//furious slide guitar// 6- & 12- string acoustic guitar & keyboards


Morten Jeamland:  lead vocals & harmony & backing vocals//bass & double bass // keyboards//additional electric guitars//sitar//6- & 12- string acoustic guitar//drum programming// recording//mixing & mastering// producer//sound design//near field recording

Cover design by Jeamland & Bolt
©1982-2025 Jeamland Music Production


In deepest connection:
Child of Nature: @childofnature
The Forest Army: @theforestarmy
Amanitalinda: @amanitalinda
Heidi K: @heidijks
The Earth Love: @theearthlove
Jörg: @joerxworx
Martin: @m_ja
Morten: https://soundcloud.com/mortenjeamland

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The Walking Session (Rehearsal)

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