Jimmy GilChrist

Avant le téléphone , internet , les femmes de soldats partis à la guerre attendaient les lettres de leurs fiancés et maris . Les enfants étaient témoins de leurs angoisses et de leurs larmes ...
Compositeur Arrangeur : Philippe SEGUINARD Auteur Mélodiste : Guillaume DULER
Lyrics :
La guerre c'est le bruit d'une pointe de crayon 
C'est le regard absent dans les yeux de ma mère
C'est une longue attente blanche une prison
Des mots qu'elle lisait des lettres qu'on espère

C'est le son d'un amour à la lumière dansante
C'est le goût de tous les jours , sans saveurs sans saisons
C'est apprendre qu'il y a des choses qui te manquent
Des semaines d'inquiétudes , des rides sur son front

C'est elle enveloppée dans la fumée des cigarettes
Comme dans un nuage porteur de larmes amères
Et puis c'est le silence soudain des nuits défaites
Colmatés d'espérance pour fuir le vent d'hiver 

La guerre c'est savoir qu'elle peut te dénuder
Jusqu'à la moelle d'un père qu'elle t'aura volé
Que les jours qui suivront seront jamais comblés
Que hurleront impitoyable les vents glacés

Before the telephone and the Internet, the wives of soldiers away at war waited for letters from their fiancés and husbands. Children witnessed their anguish and tears ...
Composer and arranger : Philippe SEGUINARD Author and melodist : Guillaume DULER
Lyrics :
War is the sound of a pencil tip 
It's the absent look in my mother's eyes
It's a long white wait in a prison
Words she read Letters we hope for

It's the sound of love in dancing light
It's the taste of every day, without flavors without seasons
It's learning that there are things you miss
Weeks of worry, wrinkles on her forehead

It's her wrapped in cigarette smoke
Like a cloud of bitter tears
And then it's the sudden silence of empty nights
Clogged with hope to escape the winter wind 

War is knowing that it can strip you bare
To the very marrow of a father stolen from you
That the days that follow will never be filled
That the icy winds will howl mercilessly

© Guillaume DULER / Philippe SEGUINARD  2022

La guerre      TRANSLATED

Composition/mixage/masterisation @Tulipe-records
Guitares rythmiques et solo/basse Philippe @user-759566380
Texte et chant Guillaume @user-759566380
Guitares rythmiques/ batterie/ chant/ Stéphane

Introduction
A l'aube de sa mort , les esprits décrivent à Geronimo l'avenir des hommes.

Paroles

Des Lunes sans loups
De longues rivières de bitumes
Un monde d'égouts
Guidé par des fous en costumes
Où tout accélère
Des saisons qui n'ont plus le temps
Des oiseaux de fer
Qui volent plus vite que le vent

Pleure Geronimo , pleure
Sur l'avenir des hommes
Quand y'aura plus de fleurs
A poser sur leurs tombes
Et qu'arrivera l'heure
De la danse des Ombres

Des terres violées
Pour des richesses de misères
Paradis volés
En échange d'un bout de désert
Des dieux qu'on trahit
A coup de mensonge en leurs noms
Des femmes qu'on enfoui
Sous des coutumes de sombres cons

Pleure Geronimo , pleure
Sur l'avenir des hommes
Quand y'aura plus de fleurs
A poser sur leurs tombes
Et qu'arrivera l'heure
De la danse des Ombres

Des prisons sans murs
Pour des évadés du réel
Vidés de nature
Errant dans l'enfer du virtuel
Marins sans boussoles
Perdus sur les mers illusoires
De ces mégapoles
Où l'on se croise sans se voir

Allez pleure Geronimo
Bientôt la danse des ombres

Eteintes à jamais
Ces lumières sauvages d'autrefois
Ils ont tout brûlé
Dans des flammes de sans foi ni loi
Le grand incendie
Mais plus de retour sur leurs pas
Tu leurs avais dis
que l'argent ne se mange pas

Introduction
On the eve of his death, the spirits describe the future of mankind to Geronimo

Moons without wolves
Long rivers of bitumen
A world of sewers
Guided by madmen in suits
Where everything speeds up
Seasons without time
Iron birds
Flying faster than the wind

Weep Geronimo, weep
For the future of mankind
When there will be no more flowers
To lay on their graves
And the hour arrives
Of the dance of shadows

Of lands violated
For riches of misery
Stolen paradises
In exchange for a piece of desert
Gods betrayed
With lies in their names
Women buried
Under the customs of dark assholes

Weep Geronimo, weep
On the future of men
When there will be no more flowers
To lay on their graves
And the hour arrives
Of the dance of shadows

Prisons without walls
For escapees from reality
Emptied of nature
Wandering in virtual hell
Sailors without compasses
Lost on the illusory seas
Of these megalopolises
Where we cross paths without seeing each other

Go cry Geronimo
Soon the dance of shadows

Gone forever
Those wild lights of yore
They have burned all
In flames of lawlessness
The great fire
But no turning back
You told them
that money can't be eaten

© Guillaume DULER / Philippe SEGUINARD / TULIPE RECORD 2022

Publié(e) par :
Tulipe Records
P-line :
℗ Tulipe &Jim

Les Larmes De Géronimo ( Tulipe & Jim ) TRANSLATED

Compositeur; Philippe SEGUINARD Auteur mélodiste: Guillaume DULER
Accordéon: Jonathan MARTEEL https://www.facebook.com/AupaKantuzAnglet/?locale=fr_FR  Charango: Coralie NAZABAL https://www.coralienazabal.com/  https://soundcloud.com/jonathan-marteel/ah-si-ladour
Choeurs: Coralie , Jonathan , Philippe et Guillaume
Lyrics:
Nos vies sont des bateaux que les années emportent
Sur des océans calmes ou bien des mers trop fortes
On navigue au hasard et l'on cherche fortune
Prêt à livrer bataille pour décrocher la Lune

Et si le vent du nord
Gonflait nos voiles
Irions nous vers ces ports
Où rien ne se dévoile
Mais les hommes ont si peur
Du bruit de la fureur
De leur propre douleur
Et de leur créateur

On dérive parfois sur des courants d'hier
Les yeux pleins d'horizons pleins de frontières
De nos sillons blessés on revient les mains vides
Et ce temps qui nous double après la dernière ride

Et si le vent du nord
Gonflait nos voiles
Irions nous vers ces ports
Où rien ne se dévoile
Mais les hommes ont si peur
Du bruit de la fureur
De leur propre douleur
Et de leur créateur

Nos vies sont des bateaux que tout brise sans cesse
Pauvres marins échoués sans signal de détresse
Naufragés ridicules sur de pauvres écueils
On se noie dans un verre en buvant notre orgueil

Et si le vent du nord
Gonflait nos voiles
Irions nous vers ces ports
Où rien ne se dévoile
Mais les hommes ont si peur
Du bruit de la fureur
De leur propre douleur
Et de leur créateur

Et chantent les sirènes et partent les curieux
Tentés par des chimères et qu'importe le lieu
Courageux ambitieux sur les chemins du sort
Ignorant les étoiles et l'ange qui s'endort

Our lives are boats that the years carry away
On calm oceans or heavy seas
We sail at random and seek our fortune
Ready to fight for the moon

And if the north wind
Were to fill our sails
Would we head for these ports
Where nothing is revealed
But men are so afraid
Of the noise of fury
Of their own pain
And of their creator

Sometimes we drift on yesterday's currents
Eyes full of horizons full of frontiers
From our wounded furrows we return empty-handed
And this time that doubles us after the last wrinkle

And if the north wind
Would fill our sails
Would we head for these ports
Where nothing is revealed
But men are so afraid
Of the noise of fury
Of their own pain
And of their creator

Our lives are ships that are constantly being broken
Poor sailors stranded without a distress signal
Ridiculous castaways on poor reefs
We drown in a glass drinking our pride

And if the north wind
Would fill our sails
Would we head for these ports
Where nothing reveals itself
But men are so afraid
Of the noise of fury
Of their own pain
And of their creator

And the sirens sing and the curious depart
Tempted by chimeras and who cares where
Courageously ambitious on the paths of fate
Ignoring the stars and the sleeping angel

© Philippe SEGUINARD / Guillaume DULER Juin 2023

Le vent du nord (Coralie NAZABAL - Jonathan MARTEEL & JIM) TRANSLATED

A little ditty partly inspired by the events of this past summer here in the UK but mostly just about polarised society, the constant stream of misinformation we're all bombarded with and the state of permanent anger that everyone seems to live in these days.

Verse 1

So this is modern life.
Sitting on a train, staring at a screen,
Getting really angry, listen to a stranger, tell you about something that they haven't even seen.

So this is modern life.
Head up in the cloud, don't believe a thing,
You're probably being lied to, by that angry stranger,
Motivation's murky making money from your dreams.

Well this ain't the future I remember being sold...
I must be getting old.

Chorus

Buy, subscribe, listen, watch,
Worry, panic, sleepless, lost,
Clicks, likes, follows, the game,
Lonely, withdrawn, quiet, pain.

Eat, sleep, stream, repeat,
Alone, cutoff, self-defeat,
Consume, collect, gamble, spend,
Hollow, empty, collapse, the end.

Verse 2

So this is modern life.
Must be right or left, hate the other side,
Blind to other viewpoints, listen to the leader,
Blame a group of others for the problems in your tribe.

So this is modern life.
Sitting in a truck, heading off to war,
Not sure why you're fighting, something that the leader
said in some long boring speech you listened to before.

Now your future has been sold...
And you won't be getting old.

Chorus

Buy, subscribe, listen, watch,
Worry, panic, sleepless, lost,
Clicks, likes, follows, the game,
Lonely, withdrawn, quiet, pain.

Eat, sleep, stream, repeat,
Alone, cutoff, self-defeat,
Consume, collect, gamble, spend,
Hollow, empty, collapse, the end.

Modern Life

YOU GOT LUCKY (PETTY COVER)

Feel Alive (Remastered)

This is such a fun collaboration with Mike Fox and Axel Menningen. I feel so lucky to work with this team! 

Mike has created a wonderful video for you to enjoy as you listen. Please view it here: 
https://youtu.be/q0EfYJIEEdA?si=JhEnBVNhv5GnXlkx

I hope you like this as much as I do. 

Lyrics:

When you saw her face
You couldn't look away
And knew right then and there
(That) One day you would meet

From living room to Kathmandu
Trekking ever closer
Day to day and week by week
Now you're standing at her feet

Chorus
Mount Everest Divine
Goddess of the sky
Cloaked in ice diamonds and white gold
She's magnificent but stone cold
Don't drop your guard, don't be fooled
She's magnificent but stone cold

V2
Nothing with her comes easy
She gives no guarantees
She is the roof of the world
And the ice falls at Khumbu

You give her all you've got
Because nothing less will do
In the end you still may lose
Or watch your dreams come true
Chorus
Mount Everest Divine
Goddess of the sky
Cloaked in ice diamonds and white gold
She's magnificent but stone cold
Don't drop your guard, don't be fooled
She's magnificent but stone cold

Mount Everest Divine

JIM ANDERS _ Apokalypse

Bars

https://soundcloud.com/olla-de-insomnio, aka https://soundcloud.com/stranger-something sent me this wonderful instrumental track and later on also that artwork. I enjoyed a lot to write and sing along, a Big Thank You for that, it's been a great pleasure...

Please also, if you like, check out the remix:
https://soundcloud.com/stranger-something/stranger_indie_remix?si=eb3a9b7955334f7aa553d473f02c0b0d&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Stranger

As a stranger i arrived
As a stranger i went 							


As a stranger i arrived
As a stranger i went
From anywhere close to somewhere
And then back to anywhere again

Well I could tell a thousand tales
Well i could tell a thousand lies

I could tell  a thousand dreams
That might not be true
Could formulate a thousand lines
You won’t believe that they’re true

Well, I could tell…
I could run a hundred thousand miles and more…

As a stranger i arrived
As a stranger i went 							

As a stranger i arrived
As a stranger i went
From anywhere close to somewhere
And then back to anywhere again…

- solo -

As a stranger i arrived
As a stranger i went
From anywhere close to somewhere
And then back to anywhere again

One thing asking myself,
Has it been true ?
Did i really run a thousand miles
Just to get hold of you ?		
One thing that i must ask again
Has that been true ?
Did i really run a thousand miles
Just to get hold of you ?				

Well, i could tell…
Well, i could tell…

Did i really run a thousand miles
Just to get hold of you ?
Did i really write a thousand lines
Then to get rid of you ?
I could run a hundred thousand miles
Well, i could run a hundred thousand miles and more
With a stone in my shoe…

Stranger (wt Stranger Something, raw edit)

In my defense, I was left unsupervised
Little by little, a little becomes a lot
Little by little, I lose my train of thought
Little by little, a little becomes a lot
Little by little, it becomes a juggernaut
I throw a rose into the abyss wondering if I have a soul
I throw a rose into the abyss to thank the monster for not swallowing me whole
Little by little, a little becomes a lot
Little by little, I ignored what I was taught
Little by little, a little becomes a lot
Little by little, I forget what I forgot

In My Defense, I Was Left Totally Unsupervised

trulomožđe(demo)

JIM ANDERS _ Jugend

'diffidence' 

Please let me be the only one to love you.
And, me, the only one to whom you give your love.
For, in my life, I've placed no one above you.
It feels so right and safe each time we touch. 

But I fear that somehow I've left you unsatisfied,
and that you feel the need hide from me
all the things that go down when my hands are tied.
Tell me, baby, please, just set my mind at ease. 

I'm doing all I can to understand you.
I give you all have each time I can, my love.
I hope our love continually expands through
communication, and that we can trust 

everything we share, based on the feelings
that captivate our souls when we are near.
I know that we are unique, separate beings,
but it's so hard livin' with all this fear 

of losing you, because we are so different.
Although the love we share, feels much the same.
I apologize for my constant diffidence,
but, sometimes my brain makes me feel insane...

diffidence

This is one about the election. The first line, I heard a lot on the news and talk shows right after the outcome, reassuring worried people that our country will make it through. I am not convinced we will, either way, it’s going to be a totally different America after these 4 years.

This song seemed a little over the top, so I went ahead and put in a gospel choir and a searing guitar lead just to make sure lol.

Sorry I haven't been on SC very much lately, I'm learning a new software app for my paying job and it is not making life easier, like I thought it would. I will be back soon!

And please pardon the vocals

I believe we’ll be okay
We’ll win this fight another day
Still, I would do it all again, because right is on our side,
And the truth can turn the tide
 
When kindness wins over greed
 It’s true that love is all you need
But If fear rules your life, your humanity will leave you
And then it’s hard to see the light
   
It seems to me // we’re all in this together
Money never will define a person's worth
And I realize, that nothing lasts forever
But we were meant to be good stewards of the Earth

I believe in you
And I hope that you believe in me, too
You  see, love has not died
It is lost somewhere inside
Our  spark will  bring it new life
So don’t give up, neither will I
Be who you        are and never hide 
If we raise our voices to the sky 
Love will not die!

We'll Be Okay

This song came out a collaboration with CTS during FAWM last year. It's a bit heavy rock and a whole lot of funk. I suggest you listen with headphones for the best experience ;)

Lyrics by Andrea Brennan
Music, vocals and production by CTS

Pulsing neon signs
Flashing venom in my eyes
Poison triggers feeding
Euphoric state of mind
Escalating into
A hyperactive high

Chorus
Manic insanity
Roller coaster ride
Manic insanity
Wreaks havoc on my life
Manic insanity
Each peak with such intensity
Surely one will be the death of me

Race the Vegas strip
Stack of hundreds up my sleeve
Double down and hit me
Only losers need to sleep
The devil's come to play
I'm getting in too deep

Chorus
Manic insanity
Roller coaster ride
Manic insanity
Wreaks havoc on my life
Each peak with such intensity
Surely one will be the death of me

Up and down the streets
Searching for some fun  
Hoping my last twenties
Can buy some one-on-one
Honey in her hot pants
Pulls a hit and run

Chorus
Manic insanity
Roller coaster ride
Manic insanity
Wreaks havoc on my life
Each peak with such intensity
Surely one will be the death of me




MANIC INSANITY

well just like the title it does. it always does. thanks for listening. I'd love to hear any comments

Ends_Violently

This_Money_Walk

Ho. Ho. Ho.
Here's a sequel to last year's xmas magnum opus, 'Santa Got Wankered', cunningly named 'Santa got Wankered pt.2'

Hope everyone has a wonderful *(insert religious/atheist/spiritual/animistic/whatever festival of choice)*

See you in 2025 :)

Santa got Wankered pt.II

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Jimmy GilChrist

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