ABBA - The Winner Takes It All

Simple Things is a song I wrote in 2015, when I was in a pretty weird period of transition after having finished my studies, trying to find my way earning my living as a musician. 

It's about enjoying the most simple things in life, in contrast with always searching for more and more, to experiment the deepest sensations and to realise our craziest dreams, which can lead to frustration, sensations of emptiness and never-ending insatisfaction. 
Earnest and truest joys actually find themselves in the simplest things we live every day. Eating good stuff, sharing laughs with friends, enjoying the beauty of nature, taking a walk, sitting in the sun, playing or listening to music, exchanging a quick smile with a stranger... These things seem so common but yet are the consistent gifts we can appreciate. 

This song still deeply resonates today as I often go through periods where I struggle with expectations and desires, and is a calling to refocus on the beauty of our lives with gratitude.

A home-made version of Simple Things was released on this same soundcloud page back in 2015. To get it "officially" released, I re-recorded the voices in studio conditions and had it mixed by my friend Quentin Benizeau, which I thank very much. The guitar you hear is the original part I home-recorded. You can have fun comparing the two versions if you'd like to hear the differences!

I very much hope you'll enjoy listening to this song!

Simple Things (official version 2024)

[I want to do more than
.....survive.
I really want to love.
.....I really want to feel alive.
I'm just saying.
Yeah! Yeah!
I just keeping on praying.]

Oh! There are too few good people in this broken world.
Too few people left
.....to mend all the damage.
Too few left to prevent
the relentless march of
.....crime.
There is little time left
for the good to come good
.....anymore.
There is little time left
for the good to come good
.....anymore.

Some people
reach the point of
never being able to go back.
They lose track.
They lose track when they start
.....repeating old habits,
..........old ways-
ways of indulging old days.
LISTEN TO ME.
LISTEN TO ME.
Some people
reach the point of
never being able to go back.
They lose track.
They lose track when they start
.....repeating old habits,
..........old ways-
ways of indulging
.....in old days.
They bathe in sentiment.
They bathe in sentiment.

[Memories can be so cruel.
They keep fuelling wars.
Countries are like old whores.
Old whores brawling in the
.....street
all over them spoils of
.....dead meat.
We are all of us
.....dead meat walking.]

I still want to do more than
.....survive.
I really want to love.
.....I really want to feel alive.
I still want to do more than
.....survive.
I really want to love.
.....I really want to feel alive.
I still want to do more than
.....survive.
I really want to love.
.....I really want to feel alive.
I want to do more than
.....survive.
I really want to love.
.....I really want to feel alive.

Just saying. Yeah!
Keeping on praying.
Yeah! Yeah!
Keeping on praying.

Listen

LISTEN

Somewhere in Texas: Belle's Version 🇨🇱

In My Head


You said it once but I didn't hear
Your voice flew by it just disappeared

I got my tunes and I’m in the zone
Your words just bounce off I'm on my own

No you don’t need to shout again
I was ignoring you way back when
No you don’t have to repeat yourself
I was lost in my own world

You think it matters what you say
But your words are just noise, fading away

La la la I can't hear you
La la la I’m not near you

No you don’t need to shout again
I was ignoring you way back when
No you don’t have to repeat yourself
I was lost in my own world

I got my tunes and I’m in the zone
Your words just bounce off I'm on my own

No you don’t need to shout again
I was ignoring you way back when
No you don’t have to repeat yourself
I was lost in my own world

You think it matters what you say
But your words are just noise, fading away

La la la I can't hear you
La la la I’m not near you

No you don’t need to shout again
I was ignoring you way back when
No you don’t have to repeat yourself
I was lost in my own world

I got my tunes and I’m in the zone
Your words just bounce off I'm on my own

Ignored (Dance Version)

Wham Bam

Still Searching

I put new strings on my Brother's Yamaha FG 180 (Bought in 1968) and wrote this little tune on it! The Guitar is a Dreadnought with a really big sound!

Like The Arrow To The Bow

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