An instrumental hard rock track making extensive use of odd drum signatures, because they are sexy. 
I hope you´ll share my perception.
Guitar used:
Schecter Damien Elite 8 string
Bass used:
Rickenbacker 4003

Getaway

Unbalanced Love Affair

Unbalanced

Kids Really Know, How to Live

L.A. Reggae

Robot Heart

Wound so tight
Time stands still
Please come back to me
Life’s too small
To Collapse in its wake but You were my everything

This paradise is lost without you and I’m falling down...

My robot heart
It beats for you
I bleed but I’m Holding on
I’m Holding on
I'm holding to you

Lost your light
And here in the dark
Reminded of everything
And In my mind
This prison of why
A dream of the afterglow

This paradise is lost without you and I’m falling down....

My robot heart it beats for you
I bleed but I’m Holding on
I'm Holding on
I’m holding on to you

Cuts so deep
To wake from a dream
In this bed alone
Your scent on the sheets
Like so many things
Long faded and gone

This paradise is lost without you and I’m falling down....

My robot heart it beats for you
I bleed but I’m Holding on
I'm holding on
I’m holding on to you

2023

Robot Heart

Out on the Ridge - Robert Grigg & Combstead

...too catchy, therefore worthless...

The right day

The Right Day

Bandcamp : https://myckalmarcovic.bandcamp.com/track/miette
Spotify : https://open.spotify.com/album/0uJd1uTi1jUNpvacNdwUU7?si=KjrybT5VT4GbSn_Fb3-XUA
Translation above

Texte et voix de Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel https://www.facebook.com/jeanpaul.gaidodaniel
https://soundcloud.com/gaidodaniel06/tracks
Musique de Myckaël Marcovic

Miette

De désordre courtois
En erreur de jeunesse
Tu étais toujours là
Pour adoucir nos cœurs
De quelques mets sucrés
Ou salés à merveille
Miette, oh ! tante Miette

Ton visage était grave
Et si doux à la fois
Parfumé de lavande
Et de brins de tilleul
Cachés dans les sous-bois
Là où les sources naissent
Miette, oh ! tante Miette

Tes mains blanches et douces
Capturaient finement
Cette farine blanche
Qui valsait sous tes doigts
Comme ces petits pains
Qui sentaient chaud le miel
Miette, oh ! tante Miette

On prenait des chemins
Au goût fort de noisette
Et de mûre bien rouge
Sous cette mousse verte
On captait le soleil
D’un petit matin frais
Miette, oh ! tante Miette

On y trouvait parfois
Des nuées de girolles
Que, de tes mains de fée,
Tu arrachais d’un coup
Et tu criais si fort
Que nos joues rougissaient
Miette, oh ! tante Miette

Après avoir trouvé
D’un beau pin quelques pignes
Tu nous faisais griller
Ces graines féériques
Que l’on croquait, heureux,
Tout le long du chemin
Miette, oh ! tante Miette

Et le temps a passé
Lorsque je me promène
Le long des chemins verts
Je pense à ton sourire,
L’amour pour ces enfants
Que tu avais sauvés
Des trains du bout du monde
Miette, oh ! tante Miette

Paroles de Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel https://www.facebook.com/jeanpaul.gaidodaniel
Musique de Myckaël Marcovic, 20 mai 2023

Text and voice by Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel
Music by Myckaël Marcovic

Miette

Of courteous disorder
In error of youth
You were always there
To sweeten our hearts
With some sweet dishes
Or salted to perfection
Miette, oh! aunt Miette

Your face was so serious
And so sweet at the same time
Scented with lavender
And sprigs of lime
Hidden in the undergrowth
Where the springs are born
Miette, oh! aunt Miette

Your white and soft hands
Captured finely
This white flour
That waltzed under your fingers
Like these rolls
That smelled warm with honey
Miette, oh! aunt Miette

We took paths
With a strong taste of hazelnut
And of blackberry quite red
Under this green moss
We caught the sun
Of a fresh morning
Miette, oh! aunt Miette

Sometimes you could find
Clouds of chanterelles
That, with your fairy hands,
You would tear them off at once
And you shouted so loudly
That our cheeks would turn red
Miette, oh! Aunt Miette

After having found
From a beautiful pine tree
You made us roast
These fairy seeds
That we crunched, happy,
All along the way
Miette, oh! aunt Miette

And time has passed
When I walk along
Along the green paths
I think of your smile,
The love for those children
That you had saved
From the trains at the end of the world
Miette, oh! aunt Miette

Words by Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel
Music by Myckaël Marcovic, 20 May 2023

Miette (Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel / Myckaël Marcovic)

Feet In The Creek - Combstead & Robert Grigg

Bandcamp : https://myckalmarcovic.bandcamp.com/track/que-a-passe-vite
Spotify : https://open.spotify.com/album/3bQdysirKcIrgM4eyiBvqr?si=vYhzS5oSTlG_fwZOOZV_iw
Translation above

En hommage à Serge Lama
Paroles de Chansonatix, https://soundcloud.com/user-933839781
Voix et musique de Myckaël Marcovic, le 8 février 2023.
Lyrics by Chansonatix
Music and vocals by Myckaël Marcovic

Que ça passe vite

Tu ne te sens vrai que sur la scène
Tel père tel fils 
De Bobino et jusqu’à Rennes
C’est un délice
Et si le roi du café tabac
Ne t’attend pas
C’est qu’il y a longtemps qu’il n’est plus là
Tu t’sens tout p’tit

Refrain :
Ça fait soixante ans que ta carrière a commencé
Que d’émotions
Que de chansons
Ça fait soixante ans que ta carrière a commencé
Que ça passe (ter)
Que ça pass’ vit’

T’as pas compté toutes tes blessures
Ni tes efforts
Mais d’aventures en aventures
T’en n’es pas mort
Moi, j’ai connu le pont d’Arcole
Pas sa bataille
Contrairement à ton idole
Le Général.
(refrain)

À quatre-vingts ans bon anniversaire
Longévité
Et la santé
À soixante-six ans moi, je suis derrière
Moyennant quoi

Quand tu iras dans l’au-delà, 
Très vieux, j’espère
Au moins pour toi que ça ira
Quand viendra mon tour de parvenir au seuil charnière,
Moi j’voudrais (ter)
Que ça pass’ vit’

A tribute to Serge Lama

How fast it goes

You only feel real on stage
Like father like son 
From Bobino to Rennes
It's a delight
And if the king of the café tabac
Doesn't wait for you
He's been gone a long time
You feel so small

Chorus :
It's been sixty years since your career began
So many emotions
So many songs
It's been sixty years since your career began
How it goes (ter)
How fast it goes !

You haven't counted all your wounds
Nor your efforts
But from adventure to adventure
You're not dead
I've known Arcole Bridge
Not the battle
Unlike your idol
The General.
(chorus)

Happy birthday to eighty
Longevity
And good health
At sixty-six I'm behind
In return for which

When you go to the hereafter, 
Very old, I hope
At least you'll be okay
When it's my turn to reach the threshold,
I would like (ter)
How fast it goes !

Lyrics by Chansonatix
Music by Myckaël Marcovic, February 8, 2023.

Que ça passe vite (Chansonatix / Myckaël Marcovic)

Nice With Ice

A soulful, blues-soaked track with the grit and raw energy reminiscent of Exile on Main Street by the Rolling Stones. This song blends smoky grooves with lyrics that wrestle with time, desire, and the traps of love — “the rack of pity is the rack of time, not a friend.”

I wanted to capture that loose, rootsy feel where every note feels lived-in, like a late-night jam that refuses to end. The music rolls forward with swagger, but underneath it all is something vulnerable, aching, and real.

If you’re into raw blues, soul, and rock ‘n’ roll stripped to its essence, this track is for you. Hit play, let it roll, and if it moves you — drop a comment, share it, and add it to your playlist.

THE RACK OF PITY

LoFi Americana with a dash of Indie Alt Rock and Country 

Jeremy Brizzi is a songwriter and musician.  “I do what I can, with what I have, to show you how I feel.  Thanks for listening.”

With more than 300 song left to record and a constant attention to creation, the best is yet to come!  

https://jeremybrizzi.bandcamp.com

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