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👏What a great song & lyrics & Title 
👏awesome vocals
👏awesome instrumental accompaniment choices
👏killer arrangement & production 
👏👏👏Bravo👏👏👏

very nice song and beautiful visual ! bravo !

Very creative vocal track..captivating & mesmerizing..perfectly executed..great synthesizer work..excellent mix & recording production..brilliantly done!

Daily Drops

There is a summer festival in Japan where children make paper crafts to hang on bamboo trees. Based on the legend that this is to be the only day in the whole year when two lovers (stars) that were separated by the Milky Way get to meet one another, people also make wishes and hang them on the bamboo. I think this tradition shows that we want to believe that there are miracles in this world - that there are times when impossible things become possible. 

This prelude is warm, bright and vast. It consists of three main components: The first is the light and airy introduction and ending portraying paper crafts wavering on the tree. The second component depicts the calm stars above, in G major. The third part is the theme from the first prelude (“Paper Birds”). This theme that is shared between the first and last preludes act as bookends as they unite the idea of things we humans make with our hands and send out our thoughts up into the universe.
The score can be found at: https://www.scoreexchange.com/scores/prelude-no-24-641598.html

Summer Wishes

An happy unexpected event while I was developing another musical idea from last November.
Version updated of 14.10.2024.

Work in progress

Etude  *Last version

MAYBE

Intro

||| Today's Lamentations |||
From the album White Noise 
+ Listen on Spotify +
https://open.spotify.com/track/2hEzROxnURyGb2yIYkVYFg
Inspired by seven weeks of constant rain

Watch the video here: https://youtu.be/HFiY1R7djZg

White Noise

Today's Lamentations

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Veiled Illusions

Marc M : voix, guitare et programmation
Marc M : paroles et musique

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Willow

Music: Little Man & Janne Hennie
Lyrics & Vocals: Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix: Little Man

Lyrics:

Sometimes I ask to much of myself
It's like I'm not doing enough
Are those around me satisfied?
Maybe I'm to black in my mind..

Chorus:

If I do the best I can
What more can I do?
And if that's not good enough
I have nothing more to offer you..

Want to please those I love
They all need something from me
Not sure if I'm doing enough
But I don't want them to see

Chorus

I get a little tired sometimes
Need to hide and catch my breath
But I'm not hiding for a long time
My loved ones are on my mind..

Chorus

I can always try to improve
I still have so much to learn
But if I ask too much of myself
I go to black, brigdes will burn

Oh, If I do the best I can
What more can I do?
And if that's not good enough
I have nothing more to offer you..

The Best I Can

A new composition.......a bit of acoustic blues
Lyrics:

Before I was born, I was just a whisper
Floating through the ether, no pulse, no picture
After I die, I will fade like a dream
Caught in silence, or part of a stream

Born with a silver spoon, or a hand-me-down coat
Every thread of our story, a fragile little boat
We sail through the storms, in this ocean of time
Seeking the answers in verses and rhymes

So, in between, oh what must we do
The choice to be good or let darkness break on through
Are we lost in the shuffle, or dancing by chance
Is it fate that decides, or a scripted romance

Years rolled on, from zero to sixty-eight
Moments like sand, slipping through fate
We count every heartbeat, we measure each year
As the clock starts to tick down, who do we hold dear

In this tapestry woven of laughter and pain
Some say they seek purpose, while others just remain
In the fleeting existence, we search for the light
As we walk through the shadows, till the end of the night


So, in between, oh what must we do
The choice to be good or let darkness break on through
Are we lost in the shuffle, or dancing by chance
Is it fate that decides, or a scripted romance
Is it fate that decides, or a scripted romance

Music and Lyrics by Len Bennati FM Folk 2025

So In Between (Remaster)

so im feeling brave ..this is just me and the piano ..got a download from the storm ...might add to it later ..thanks for listening 

remember the night i lay broken on the floor
you just stepped over me walked on out the door
i cried for weeks then i got real mad 
fucked whoever i wanted that just made me sadder
didnt know what to do
without you 
didnt know what to do

i found a picture of you ..it split me in two again 
dont wanna look at pictures of you 
couldnt find the words to make you stay 

remember the night that i found your note
all the breath left my body and i started to choke 
youd done the thing you swore youd never do 
my heart in my mouth running after you
til i reached the waters edge 
stood upon that dizzy ledge
 without you

i found a picture of you it split me in two againn 
dont wanna look at pictures of you 
couldnt find the words to make you stay

you said i dont wanna be here anymore 
i couldnt keep you
dont wanna look at pictures of you…

picture of you

Reflective break up song. The questions we’ve all asked ourselves again and again and again….

Blind Faith

Des textes de chansons qui livrent un message de la vie quotidienne, parlant d'amour, aussi d'histoires humoristiques ou touchantes et abordant aussi d'autres aspects de la vie en générale. 
Les gars du coin sont : 

Pat Pépin Larochelle : auteur compositeur,voix , guitares acoustiques et électriques
Steve Roy : Basse fretless 7 cordes
Mike Watkins : Batterie

Ont aussi contribué à l’album :

Jérôme Boisvert : guitares électriques et B3
Julie Lauzon : choriste

Réalisation et mixage :
Jérôme Boisvert enregistré au Studio Momentum, Drummondville Qc, Canada en 2025

Pour joindre ‘’Les gars du coin’’ : watcom@live.ca

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1. Comme un loup - Les gars du coin

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[Verse 1]
Neon moon over Red River lane,
Cheap beer foam on a dashboard stain;
Boot‑heel dust on a hardwood floor,
Hound dog’s howl through the screen‑door roar.
I tipped my Stetson, said, “Girl, you’re the one,”
Words ran wild like a colt on the run;
You grinned slow, lit a Marlboro spark—
Two lost hearts in a one‑stop park.
[Chorus]
I let that white‑oak barrel speak its mind,
Poured out promises, unrefined;
Now my heart’s still swingin’ in a honky‑tonk funk—
Stone cold drunk, but the truth’s red‑dirt sunk.
Can’t paint forever in a Saturday tune,
But, baby, slide back ’fore the jukebox croons;
When the rooster crows and the bottle’s shrunk,
I’ll still be yours—stone cold drunk.
[Verse 2]
Sun creeps in ’neath a rusty tin roof,
Coffee can’t kick this corn‑whiskey truth;
Bluebonnet sky through a spider‑crack pane,
Your name on my lips like a sweet sugarcane.
If last night’s talk was a freight‑train lie,
Then why’s your perfume still ridin’ my sigh?
I’m countin’ fence posts, hopin’ you feel it, too—
Stone cold drunk, but my aim’s on you.
[Chorus]
I let that white‑oak barrel speak its mind,
Poured out promises, unrefined;
Now my heart’s still swingin’ in a honky‑tonk funk—
Stone cold drunk, but the truth’s red‑dirt sunk.
Can’t paint forever in a Saturday tune,
But, baby, slide back ’fore the jukebox croons;
When the rooster crows and the bottle’s shrunk,
I’ll still be yours—stone cold drunk.
[Bridge]
Dusty eyes, but the road looks bright,
Don’t need sober stars to guide me tonight;
Your silhouette’s clearer than a church bell chime,
Rang out true through the bourbon and rhyme.
[Verse 3]
I bluff all week with a poker‑face grin,
But that rye last night let the tender roll in;
Said “Build us a porch on a sweetgum hill,”
Your laugh hit my ribs like a Tennessee thrill.
Folks might talk ’bout a bar‑room vow,
But a promise is a promise, and I’m keepin’ it now;
If you’re hummin’ those words as the daylight’s young,
Meet me by the silo when chores are done.
[Chorus ]
Yeah, that white‑oak barrel sure told the tale,
Put my heart in the open, no riderless trail;
If you’re yearnin’ warm when the tavern’s shrunk,
Come find your man—stone cold drunk.
I’m hollerin’ loud ’til the cowboys bunk,
Stone cold drunk, and I ain’t soberin’ up.

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