J'ai retrouvé ta page et écouté à nouveau cette chanson: bravo !!

Très très beau... ça me rend nostalgique, je suis si loin de l'océan de mon enfance...

Oh la la mais il faut aller le revoir cet océan et vite!😂en tout cas il est à l origine d un bien beau morceau! J aime la poésie  et le spleen qui s en dégagent. Bravo à vous!

Quelle magnifique chanson et collaboration - bravo à vous!

Great song with great vocals and instrumentation!

Magnifique chanson les gars . On sent les embruns et les accents Verniens 👌🔝

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Accompagnement guitare : Simon Chenet.                                                       

Image: Marie-Ange Lambrun.

JOJO SANS TOIT.

Auteur : Ze Scott (https://soundcloud.com/jerome-scotto-di-vettimo)
Compositeurs : Ze Scott & Bribinvoile (https://soundcloud.com/bribinvoile)

Crédit photo : Stéphane Badoud / Le Journal du Nord de l'île (https://www.jdnio.com/)

Paroles : 

Et je reviens toujours au crépuscule
Comme les vagues lentes viennent et reculent

Même océan, mêmes étoiles
Mêmes coques de noix au fond avec leurs voiles

Je suis gardien d’une tour d’un bout de monde
Fouettée par les bras sortant des eaux profondes

La brume avance, la lune brille avec peine
Lorsque la houle et les vents se déchainent

Le seul repère sur un plan agité 
Rassure les marins gorgés d’humidité

Que m’est-il arrivé, c’est bien ma chance
Une bourrasque m’a fait basculer, je pense

On a oublié jusqu’à mon existence
Et toujours je veille sur la lumière intense

Au point du jour, rempli d’embruns salés
Je descendrai les marches et m’évanouirai
Prendre mon repos diurne sous les galets

Gardien d'une tour d'un bout de terre

Gardien D'une Tour D'un Bout De Monde

https://soundcloud.com/windscaleblues: flute x10; clarinet x6; tenor sax x3; soprano sax x2; alto sax; bamboo flutes x2; oboe; synth; beats (Inspiring original track https://soundcloud.com/windscaleblues/cryptoblues).
RUIZZOIDMAN: lyrics, vocals, guitar.

VENTOSO BLUES A LA PRADERA  /  WINDY BLUES FOR THE PRAIRIE

Pradera, salgo de viaje,  /  Prairie, I go on a trip,
te dejo aquí prisionera.  /  I leave you prisoner here.
Salgo sin prisa, pradera,  /  I leave without hurry, prairie,
seca de hierba salvaje.  /  dry from wild grass.
Dejo este bello paraje,  /  I leave this beautiful place,
este río y su ribera,  /  this river and its bank,
atrapados en la espera  /  trapped in the wait
de recibir su folaje,  /  to receive its foliage,
su frescura y su coraje  /  its freshness and its courage
verde de la primavera.  /  green of the springtime.

Este tren que con seguro  /  This train that with confident
traqueteo de ti me lleva;  /  rattling takes me away from you;
surge el humo de su cueva  /  the smoke arises from his cave
ensuciando tu aire puro.  /  polluting your pure air.
Ya la vía, acero oscuro,  /  So the railway, dark steel,
ya la vía es la prueba,  /  so the railway is the proof,
ya la vía, nieve o llueva,  /  so the railway, may it snow or rain,
debil tú, el acero duro,  /  weak you, the steel hard,
tú la brisa, él el muro,  /  you the breeze, it the wall,
tú la suave, mi pradera.  /  you the soft, my prairie.

De tus flores, la frescura,  /  From your flowers, the freshness,
quieren apagar el fuego  /  they want to extinguish the fire
de la marcha, y así luego  /  of the pace, and so then
mantener fragancia pura,  /  maintain pure fragrance,
mas es tal tu desventura,  /  but your misfortune is such,
tal fuerza del enclavado  /  such strength of the interlocked
metal, que te ha fallado  /  metal, that has failed you
tuya la verde dulzura  /  yours the green sweetness
bajo la realidad dura  /  under the harsh reality
de los rieles plateados.  /  of the silvery rails.


Pic from https://www.thoughtco.com

Ventoso Blues A La Pradera (with The Windscale Blues Experiment)

Broken

EXIT

original song: @neowakan - today
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-2' songs
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D.O.B.: 18.06.24

Today

poor bastard it’s on your face
the permanent frown
we’ll give it the coup de grâce
the jolly smack down

in the morning… slip away
on the move… going

cracked windshield don’t block the way
to getting around
start picking the weed bouquet
we’re heading for town

in the morning… steal away
on the move… going

cat mother she wrings her hands
just leave us alone
she never did understand
a house ain’t a home

in the morning… slip away
on the move… going
california… get away
gonna move… going

last round up around this place
you dig up the bones
raise canvas for anyplace
the skull and crossbones
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Thanks to Janine Levinson, Cheesemont Paisely-Paisely, David Weiss, and Wheelwright for early listening and massively good suggestions.

Image by Spencer Davis via Unsplash.

California Leaving

Pristine House

method: as described in the title; grit in e flat major, JS Bach's spiritual scale
narration: a moment of presence
image: one of the pedals played, copyright jo richter

haiku / copyright jo richter:

allein die trägheit
des lichts verleiht ihr gewicht
und hält sie im jetzt

interlinear translation: LIMINALIA - a haiku recital, accompanied by electrified guitar // just the momentum / of light endows her with weight / a solid present

ein haiku, vorgetragen zur elektrifizierten gitarre

Liminalia - ein Haiku, vorgetragen zur elektrifizierten Gitarre

part of Album: Environments In Blue/ track 2
mixhttps://burythejar.bandcamp.com/album/environments-in-blue

Isolation In Blue

The Safetool Sessions

Touch

method: after creating another digital punchcard and some listening to singing bowls (see video here: https://www.instagram.com/reel/DIpWlMmt9M6/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link&igsh=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==), I took my melodica out to a nice spot in the forest, later going through samplitude (daw) paces
narration: I imagine some human ancestor sitting in the mouth of the cave, still awed by printing his ochre hand on the cave wall - she or he or they .....such a puzzeling, bewildering act:  the creation of identity and the affirmation of connection simultaneously .... Identification, after all, is a younger sibling to alienation ;-)
image: copyright jo richter

poem / copyright jo richter:

his astonishment
when he saw
his own hand
on the cave wall

imprint

♨👉🏻⁂©All Rights Reserved 05-2025
©Lyricist, Mixer, Mastering, Pro License & Creator: Lady ElectroTrek
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TITLE: KERATOLYTIC TOUCH
____________________________________________________________________
LYRICS:
(Verse 1)
She peels the layers one by one
Words like whispers under the sun
She smooths the cracks with a steady hand
A touch of grace they misunderstand

(Chorus)
Her love’s a cure a soothing balm
Breaking through chaos bringing calm
She speaks in riddles leaves no trace
A quiet storm a boundless space

(Verse 2)
She waters doubts till they dissolve
Each spoken line a problem solved
A chemist's heart with mystery’s art
She knows the cure she plays the part

(Chorus)
Her love’s a cure a soothing balm
Breaking through chaos bringing calm
She speaks in riddles leaves no trace
A quiet storm a boundless space

(Bridge)
She walks on edges razor thin
Where doubts end and truths begin
A shadowed light a fleeting flame
You’ll never see her play the same

(Chorus)
Her love’s a cure a soothing balm
Breaking through chaos bringing calm
She speaks in riddles leaves no trace
A quiet storm a boundless space

Plumping Love Up

Keratolytic Touch

The Million Star Hotel  (Rehearsal)

Пожалуйста, только не домой

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Comme beaucoup de monde j'ai une passion, et comme  beaucoup de monde c'est la musique, surtout la composition, axée pop, rock, chanson française en grande majorité, qui se veut un peu alternative, progressive, et non revendicative, les thèmes restent assez simples. Ca reste amateur, et sans prétention; on est là pour s'amuser.

Gardien D'une Tour D'un Bout De Monde

Ze Scott

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