Really cool blues rock. Nice lyrics and groove

Pretty nice guitar work. Lyrically creative. Solid vocals

Excellent track. Really cool cover art too!

Great track!  Nice guitar work and I really like the production.  Good job. [via https://sc.repostexchange.com]

Cool guitar sound, very interesting song, good job

Time Bells

https://youtu.be/4a8wFJ6b4d8 

Translation above.

Chanson écrite dans le cadre des ateliers d'écriture de Claude Lemesle. Thème : écrit sur une feuille d'automne.

Ces cris

L’été s’essoufflait
À tomber dans les pommes
Devant ce vent d’automne
Qui glaçait
Oh ! ces cris, ces cris…

Le vent dénudait
Les branches d’un platane
Quand les feuilles se fanent
À regret
Et ces cris, ces cris…

Sur le sol tremblait
L’âme de l’une d’elle
Qui, pourtant encor’ belle
M’appelait
Encore ces cris…

Je m’agenouillai
La posai sur ma paume
Ainsi que sur un trône
Bien douillet
Toujours ces cris…

Ses nervur’s traçaient
Des lign’s de vie diaphanes
Qui, sans appel, condamnent
Un portrait
Mais ces cris, ces cris ?

Lucide, ell’ criait
C’était des cris d’automne
Craquants, qui se dérobent
À jamais
Plus de cris, de cris…

Mais elle laissait
Écrit en filigrane
Dans ma main qui se fane
Son portrait

Myckaël Marcovic, le 15 octobre 2021

Song written during Claude Lemesle's writing workshops. Theme: written on an autumn leaf.

These cries

The summer was running out of steam
To fall in the apples
In front of this autumn wind
Which froze
Oh! these cries, these cries...

The wind was stripping
The branches of a plane tree
When the leaves fade
With regret
And these cries, these cries...

On the ground trembled
The soul of one of her
Who, yet still beautiful
Called me
Still those cries...

I knelt down
Put her in my palm
As if on a throne
Nice and cozy
Still those cries...

Her veins traced
Diaphanous lines of life
Which, without appeal, condemn
The portrait
But these cries, these cries?

Lucid, she shouted
They were cries of autumn
Cracking, which are evading
For ever
No more cries, cries...

But she left
Written in watermark
In my fading hand
Her portrait

Myckaël Marcovic, October 15, 2021

Ces cris

My first funky glam rock song proudly written, recorded, produced, for recent solo release "Reality Sparks High." 
 
Cheers,
Daniel Lars

C. 2022
All instruments & vocals by: Daniel Lars
All songs Mixed, Written, Produced, Mastered by: Daniel Lars

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Reality Sparks High

Bubblegum Candy Smile

Help Me Make It Through The Night

Circle and Serpents 

Verse 1 

He was blinded by life’s dismay. 

His only focus, to survive the day. 

A recipient of a parasite, absent of soul, decency, deceptive fool’s gold. 

Though the circle stays small, approach with caution.  

To avoid the fall as it will test you often. 

Its prize is not your pocket change, instruments, or sterling chain. 

 

Pre-Chorus 

Can you sense past his eyes in the darkness of night? 

The serpent plans a move and waits to strike. 

 

Chorus 

Circle and the Serpent 

Can you see deceit 

Beware the serpent 

Don’t let it inside. 

 

Verse 3 

It will steal what’s closest, leaves its mark on the world. 

A filthy stain, God’s disdain, just a genetic mistake 

A friendship, it seeks, and then it breeds, plants its seed, its intent to forsake. 

 

Verse 4 

Righteousness is not its middle name, an average Joe, how its perceived by the blind. 

A story being told, to unravel, to unwind, just a plot about those it bought and sold without control. 

 

Pre-Chorus 

Can you sense past his eyes in the darkness of night? 

There serpent plans a move and waits to strike. 

 

Chorus 

Circle and the Serpent 

Can you see deceit 

Beware the serpent 

Don’t let it inside.

Can You See Deceit

I don't feel like a farmer's son
On the road, don't know where I'm going
Want to stay somewhere that I belong but I don't feel like being anyone

And I, I'm barely getting by.

I feel the fear but I don't ever let on
And no one gets inside, not past these yellow skies
I weather day by day, never losing hope
Waiting for someone to love.

Yes I, I'm barely getting by

Trying to shed this cold stormy soul
And I can't live my life by candlelight, not anymore
All these shadows are closing in on me
Cleanse myself, my phobia in the rain

And I, I'm barely getting by.

I don't feel like a farmer's son
I take what people give me and I run
Try to justify this life that I've undone
Have I turned my back on love

Yes I, I'm barely getting by.

Farmer's Son

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Shooting Star

Traffic Jams by Hope Street. 

Joe Tibbits - Vocals and Guitars
Barry Harman - Bass
Steve Tibbits - String Arrangements

Silence and Chaos

Traffic Jams

just a high energy rock song talking about social issues

DIE ROOI KOMBUIS

Songwriter, musician, doing what I can, with what I have, to show you how I feel.  Thanks for listening.

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Can You See Deceit

Jeremy Brizzi

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