At nightfall, I find myself under the stars, and a daydream takes me away! In a path that I don't know...

Andrea Gambardelli - Walking among the stars

Happy Halloween! 🎃 Timpanzee and I have a treat for y’all this year…please enjoy our new beat “The Witching Hour”

The Witching Hour (feat. Timpanzee)

Another Day's End (classical version)

Bandcamp : https://myckalmarcovic.bandcamp.com/track/nos-serments
Spotify : open.spotify.com/intl-fr/album/2Y…gAd6OPAOoAsoZgQu
Deezer : www.deezer.com/us/album/836344892
Apple Music : music.apple.com/us/album/nos-serm…single/1845534166
(Translation above)

Quand les mots tuent plus que les coups de poings, quand le désir de chair ne raccommode pas de tout, quand les serments d'amour sont grignotés par les dents du temps, ne reste que la guillotine de la séparation. Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel signe ici et chante avec toute la puissance de sa voix un de ses textes les plus forts. Et la musique de Myckaël Marcovic est à l'image de cette dernière nuit orageuse de ce couple qui se déchire, entre violence et abattement jusqu'au calme final de la désolation subie dans ce champ de bataille d'où nul ne sort vainqueur...

When words kill more than fists, when physical desire cannot mend everything, when vows of love are gnawed away by the teeth of time, all that remains is the guillotine of separation. Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel writes and sings one of his most powerful lyrics with all the power of his voice. And Myckaël Marcovic's music reflects the stormy final night of this couple tearing themselves apart, between violence and despondency, until the final calm of the desolation suffered on this battlefield from which no one emerges victorious...

Paroles (lyrics) et voix (vocal) : Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel
Musique : Myckaël Marcovic

Nos serments

Dans notre nuit d’orage
Nos mots sont des couteaux
Qui nous livrent au naufrage
Triomphal d’un radeau
Mais quand je m’agenouille
Tu reviens amarrée
Et nos corps dans la houle
Sont deux cœurs déchirés

Refrain :
Ne mêle pas tes larmes
À ma bouche enragée
Quand on n’a plus comme armes
Que nos serments brodés
Nos serments brodés

Brûlante sauvagine
Sur mes lèvres amères
J’ancre sur ta poitrine
Les mots de mes prières
Dans cette heure à crier
Cette heure qui divise
Qui t’arrache éreintée
À ma chair insoumise

Refrain :
…
Que nos serments fardés
Nos serments fardés

Je dévore tes lèvres
Ton regard de tempête
Dans notre ultime fièvre
Jusqu’à l’aube muette
Jusqu’au silence armé
Fuyant à la sauvette
De nos draps dépouillés
Qui signent ma défaite

Refrain :
…
Que nos serments gâchés
Nos serments gâchés

Je n’entendrai plus fuir
De mes lèvres épuisées
Ni le moindre désir
Ni l’espoir détrôné
Je n’attends rien du jour
Ni des nuits qui me brisent
J’ai perdu tout l’amour
De ma Terre promise

Refrain :
Je ne vois plus tes larmes
Devant mes yeux noyés
Et j’ai rendu les armes
De nos serments brûlés

Our vows

In our stormy night
Our words are knives
That deliver us to the wreckage
Triumphant of a raft
But when I kneel
You come back moored
And our bodies in the swell
Are two torn hearts

Chorus:
Don't mix your tears
With my raging mouth
When we have no weapons left
But our embroidered vows
Our embroidered vows

Burning wildfowl
On my bitter lips
I anchor on your chest
The words of my prayers
In this hour of crying out
This hour that divides
That tears you away, exhausted
From my rebellious flesh

Chorus:
...
Than our painted vows
Our painted vows

I devour your lips
Your stormy gaze
In our final fever
Until the silent dawn
Until the armed silence
Fleeing hastily
From our stripped sheets
Which signify my defeat

Chorus:
...
May our wasted vows
Our wasted vows

I will no longer hear fleeing
From my exhausted lips
Not the slightest desire
Nor the dethroned hope
I expect nothing from the day
Nor from the nights that break me
I have lost all love
For my Promised Land

Chorus:
I no longer see your tears
Before my drowned eyes
And I have surrendered
Our burnt vows

Nos serments

Hank delivers the goods on this tear jerking countrified soulful rocker about a man on the outs of a relationship.  Hank's soulful ever gritty vocals, his country style guitar, and gospel style piano paints a hard hearted story each verse getting more and more intense building to a final roundup of emotion complete with string section and haunting steel guitar, when you hear this song, you know why they call him Hank, 

Cryin In The Night
By Hank Rusch

Oh, I try to keep our lovelight burnin'
But now I see it growin' dim
I finally realized why you're always cryin'
You're gonna leave me for him

Every night it's the same
You wake up weepin' and callin' his name
Then you cry yourself back to sleep
You can't hide the secret that you keep

Is there somethin' you want to tell me?
Or are you gonna say everything's allright?
Is there somethin' you want to tell me?
Or are you gonna cry in the night?

I know it won't be long
With the plans you're makin'
soon I'll be gone
but I ain't gonna make easy for you
I think it's time for you to tell the truth

Is there somethin' you want to tell me?
Or are you gonna say everything's allright?
Is there somethin' you want to tell me?
Or are you gonna cry in the night?
are you gonna cry, cry in the night?
Tell me baby, Tell me baby, don't tell me lies
Tell me now in the night, and in the mornin'
In the mornin' I'll be gone
No, No, No, don't cry anymore, baby
Tell the truth and dry your eyes
I know why, I know why, you cry in the night
Cry, Cry, Oooooooh! Cryin' in the night
Cryin' Cryin' Cryin' Cryin' in the night

Cryin In The Night

Transience captures fleeting moments — memories, emotions, and thoughts that drift between presence and disappearance. Written and produced over the past few years, these pieces reflect change, impermanence, and quiet transformation. Each track moves through subtle textures, piano echoes, and ambient layers, forming a contemplative journey through time and sound.

Blossom

I was inspired by O Virtus Sapientie! (O Wisdom’s Energy!), a devotional song by the 11th century nun Hildegard von Bingen, to write and create this jazz-blues fusion song.  These are the words to her original: 

O virtus Sapientie,
que circuiens circuisti,
comprehendendo omnia
in una via que habet vitam,
tres alas habens,
quarum una in altum volat
et altera de terra sudat
et tercia undique volat.
Laus tibi sit, sicut te decet, O Sapientia.

O Wisdom’s energy!
Whirling, you encircle
and everything embrace
in the single way of life.
Three wings you have:
one soars above into the heights,
one from the earth exudes,
and all about now flies the third.
Praise be to you, as is your due, O Wisdom.

I must thank dotjot on ccMixter for the use of a bit of his Black is the Night (fire blazing in the Jungle)

Wisdom

Musique et chant / Music and vocal : Ootol
Paroles, chant et jaquette / Lyrics, vocal and artcover : Lukowig

Paroles / Lyrics :
Où est ce ciel ensoleillé,
qui est venu nous le voler,
pourquoi ces nuages masquent-ils
ce soleil qui nous réchauffait ?

Une couleur manque à ta palette
le mauve que je t’avais donné
sans elle je ne pourrais te peindre
les paysages que tu aimes tant.

Loin de toi
comme je suis loin de toi
comme j’ai froid loin de toi
tout est gris loin de toi
Loin de toi
comme je suis loin de toi
comme j’ai froid loin de toi
tout est gris loin de toi


Tu me dis de ta douce voix :
« Je t’en supplie dépêche-toi
Reviens-moi vite je m’ennuie… »
et cet appel hante mes nuits.

Alors j’attends le jour béni
où nous serons réunis
je suis aussi impatiente que toi
je voudrais tant que je sois…

… près de toi
mais tu es loin de moi
je ne dors plus sans toi,
ne vit plus loin de moi.

Loin de toi 
j’ai peur que tu prennes froid
je veux que tu sois là
pour te serrer dans mes bras.

Loin de toi 
pourquoi n’es-tu pas là
comme je suis loin de toi
quand seras-tu près de moi ?

Loi de toi
comme je suis loin de toi
comme j’ai froid loin de toi
tous mes cris vont vers toi…

Jardin suspendu

Loin de toi

Halloween Girl

Past Life Tourist

Para escuchar la versión con Hugo Iglesias Olmos  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/os-invito-a-pensar-i-invite-you-to-think

Para escuchar la versión preparada para cantar https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/os-invito-a-pensar-ver-texto

OS INVITO A PENSAR

Soy un hombre de los muchos
que se quejan de su suerte;
de esa “dama” y sus caprichos
que rara vez viene a verme.

Sin embargo, veo otras gentes
sin ninguna preocupación;
eso al menos me parece,
aunque, tal vez, sea una visión.

Pero hoy estando pensando
he visto al fin la realidad
y sin querer me he convencido
de que no me puedo quejar.

Hoy, amigos, os invito a pensar
y conmigo quiero que analicéis
si, a veces, no es injusto ese pesar
producido por la inconformidad.

Si la envidia os arrastra al rencor
yo os ruego que a vuestro lado miréis
para que os percatéis del error
pues tu hermano se encuentra aún peor.

Estribillo

Decidme si no es la verdad
que nos quejamos de vicio:
estemos en cualquier sitio
siempre pedimos ¡más y más!

Decidme si no es la verdad
que al ver sufrir al prójimo
sentimos que el egoísmo 
tergiversa la realidad

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No os pido que aprendáis la lección
que en sí encierra ese tópico refrán
que habla de tontos y de consolación
pues comprendo que no es la solución.


Sólo quiero que escuchéis mi canción:
con su texto y total sinceridad
estudiéis vuestra postura y situación
y entonces ¡sacad la conclusión! 

Estribillo

Soy un hombre de los muchos
que se quejan de su suerte.

I INVITE YOU TO THINK

I am a man of the many
who complain about their luck;
of that "lady" and her whims
who rarely comes to see me.

Yet I see other people
without any concern;
that at least seems to me,
although, perhaps, it is a vision.

But today thinking
I have finally seen reality
and unintentionally I have convinced myself
that I can't complain about.

Today, friends, I invite you to think
and with me I want you to analyze
Yes, sometimes that regret is not unfair
produced by nonconformity.

If envy drags you to resentment
I beg you to look at your side
so that you realize the error
Well, your brother is even worse.

Chorus

Tell me if it's not the truth
that we complain of vice:
let's be anywhere
we always ask for more and more!

Tell me if it's not the truth
that when seeing others suffer
we feel that selfishness
distorts reality

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I'm not asking you to learn your lesson
that in itself contains that common saying
that speaks of fools and consolation
Well, I understand that it is not the solution.


I just want you to listen to my song:
with your text and total sincerity
you study your position and situation
and then draw the conclusion!

Chorus

I am a man of the many
who complain about their luck.

Os Invito A Pensar (versión original; ver texto)

Me llamo Juan Francisco Bueno Olóriz, soy músico, compositor, letrista y toco la guitarra y el piano. Desde niño me ha gustado componer la letra y la música de mis canciones, primero de forma autodidacta y poco a poco de forma profesional, después de mucho esfuerzo y estudio. 

Mi titulación en el Conservatorio Superior de Música de Zaragoza (España) es de profesor superior de Pedagogía Musical. Tengo estudios de armonía, contrapunto, fuga, composición, arreglos musicales y además he sido profesor de Estética, Historia de la Música, de la Cultura y del Arte en los conservatorios de Tudela y Tarazona (España)

Mis canciones las han cantado artistas de la talla de Luana Ruff, Sebastian, Jesús Lainez,  Manuel Palomino, Joelblesseddd,  Paco Cuenca, Mara Oldfield, Dazz Deva, Ana López Lorente o Carmen París y trabajo con grandes profesionales como el pianista José María Berdejo, el saxo Maiker Rivero, el guitarrista Nacho Abril, el chelista Pablo Baleta y el ingeniero de sonido Juan Miguel Sánchez en el estudio de grabación SIN/CON/PASIONES.

También he compuesto música para videos y documentales, fugas, invenciones, imitaciones canónicas, música modal etc. 

2014: semifinalista en el International Songwriting Competition (ISC)
2023: Special Prize en el 2nd ISAC International Popular Music Composition Competition
 2023: Gold Prize en el Franz Schubert International Music Competition en la categoría de Composición Original.
2023: Second Prize en el Vivaldi International Music Competition en la categoría de Composición Original.
2023: Absolute First Prize in The Bach International Music Competition en la categoría de Composición Original.
2024: Third Prize at the Dubai ProMusic Competition en la categoría de Música Clásica Original.

My name is Juan Francisco Bueno Olóriz, I am a musician, composer, lyricist and I play the guitar and piano. Since I was a child I have liked to compose the lyrics and music of my songs, first as a self-taught person and little by little as a professional, after a lot of effort and study.

My degree from the Conservatorio Superior de Música de Zaragoza (Spain) is as a higher professor of Musical Pedagogy. I have studied harmony, counterpoint, fugue, composition, musical arrangements and I have also been a professor of Aesthetics, History of Music, Culture and Art at the conservatories of Tudela and Tarazona (Spain)

My songs have been sung by artists such as Luana Ruff, Sebastian, Jesús Lainez, Manuel Palomino, Joelblesseddd, Paco Cuenca, Mara Oldfield, Dazz Deva, Ana López Lorente or Carmen París and I work with great professionals such as the pianist José María Berdejo, the saxophonist Maiker Rivero, the guitarist Nacho Abril, the cellist Pablo Baleta and the sound engineer Juan Miguel Sánchez in the recording studio SIN/CON/PASIONES.

I have also composed music for videos and documentaries, fugues, inventions, canonical imitations, modal music, etc.

2014: Semi-finalist at the International Songwriting Competition (ISC)
2023: Special Prize at the 2nd ISAC International Popular Music Composition Competition
2023: Gold Prize at the Franz Schubert International Music Competition in the Original Composition category.
2023: Second Prize at the Vivaldi International Music Competition in the Original Composition category.
2023: Absolute First Prize in The Bach International Music Competition in the Original Composition category.
2024: Third Prize at the Dubai ProMusic Competition in the Original Classical Music category.

Os Invito A Pensar (versión original; ver texto)

Juan Fco. Bueno