Catchy tune.  I love your keyboard playing.

what a beautiful track i love it so much ❤️

Hello, I came across your music and the energy and rhythm are 🔥.  I’m a dancer and choreographer. I do dance video for musician to promote there song and your music gave me some cool movement ideas. I’d love to create a short routine or visual around it (Reels, TikTok, or a full dance video).  link to my sample on Bio.  Let me know if you will be interested and down for a collab. love your music.  – Allison

海を感じるサウンドが大好きです、ピアノの音色が美しく涼しい〜最高です！

Welcome To My Subspace

words and music K Gennery
image courtesy of Joel Durkee Unsplash
Thank you so much @monnodb for the voice at the end.


on the other side of nowhere in between the nothing she cries
a flicker of a memory drifts into longing and dispair why?

gone is the laughter from feeling to just being
existing in complete isolation
eyes open wide all but dead deep inside
just a shell of the woman

she sits in the darkness alongside delusions and agitation
time shift is a constant through the window to the garden
she stares avidly

gone is the laughter from feeling to just being
existing in complete isolation
eyes open wide all but dead deep inside
just a shell of the woman


gone is the laughter from feeling to just being
existing in complete isolation
eyes open wide all but dead deep inside
just a shell of the woman

shell

■概要(overview)
自分の中の夏をイメージしました。
It was inspired by the summer inside me.

■歌詞
過ごした夏の数
まどろみの岸辺で
さざ波の記憶を
たどっているような気分
それは潮の綾

太陽を吸い込んだ
波の揺らめきが
瞼の裏で
揺れているずっと
寄せて返す幻

誰かが名前を呼んでいて
僕は浮かんでいるだけなのさ
時間が海に溶けはじめたころに
夏の風が冷たく感じて岸に向かった


モノクロームの夏
音の無い岸辺で
光の名残に
触れていたいような気分
夜が近い

波間に溶けていった
夏の幻が
瞼の裏で
僕を呼んでいる
その音で目を覚ます

誰かが波間に石を投げて  
小さな輪が広がっていった  
光と影をまといながら  
ちゃぷ　という音が胸に残った

いつまでもここにいたいな
浮かんでいたいよな
名前も忘れてしまったような
誰かに会いたいような

■Lyrics(google translate)
The number of summers I've spent
On the shore of my slumber
I feel like I'm tracing the memories of the ripples
It's the tides
The swaying of the waves that absorbed the sun
Swaying behind my eyelids
An illusion that keeps on ebbing and flowing
Someone is calling my name
I'm just floating
When time started to melt into the sea
The summer wind felt cold so I headed for the shore
Monochrome summer
On the silent shore
I feel like I want to touch the vestiges of light
Night is approaching
The illusion of summer that melted into the waves
I'm calling to me behind my eyelids
That sound wakes me up
Someone threw a stone into the waves
A small circle spread
Clad in light and shadow
The sound of splashing remained in my heart
I want to stay here forever
I want to float
I feel like I've forgotten my name
I want to meet someone

ちゃぷ(chapu)

Bubba Wants A Moon Pie

The third track from my EP CHEMICAL is SCARY TRUTH. 135 BPM. 9m39s. The longest track in this EP. But this is the most psychedelic and rave-like, so this is perfect for listening to while swaying back and forth. In short, this can be used as a good BGM. CHEMICAL Link in Bio!

SCARY TRUTH

Let Lovers Rule!
Let all lovers rule the world
so that we will get a world without hate and war
and only sympathy is the law
that's my dream of a love regime

In my fantasy a world of love is what we need

Hate, violence, fear, guilt it all will be banned
no leaders who have the country in their bloody hand
with tolerance we respect gender, age, nation
with love as guide money looses its station

It's my dream you know what I mean

Let all lovers rule the world
no more alpha males with their evil will
no tyrants who let kill
with a thirst they can never fill
but churches for all or none at all
teach love, compassion and to forgive

In my dream you know what I mean

It's my fantasy, no me but we
take my hand

In a world filled with hope there's no need to fight
replace hate with understanding, all unite
guided by love, we don't let each other fall
offering kindness and support for and from all

It's my dream come on and help me!

Let all lovers rule the world
so that we will get a world without hate and war
and only sympathy is the law
that's my dream of a love regime

Let Lovers Rule

Deep Forest

Black Sheep (Remix)

https://open.spotify.com/intl-fr/album/10sxiy3Ds20LZwmXCscjae
https://music.apple.com/us/album/funny-days-ep/1822802207
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCm8WMUk78ieCvdKBsnjLuVg

recorded in Area 52 Studio, Saugerties New York   
Steve Rust on Bass, Harvey Sorgen on Drums, Olivia Siegel Keyboards     Barbara Browning Vocals & Cello   Imre L. Vocals, Guitars, Hammond organ

"FUNNY DAYS" EP MEDLEY TEASER (see description for links)

Une chanson contre la violence conjugale...
A song against domestic violence...
Vocal/intro & Final text : DelhyA  https://soundcloud.com/user-945711181/tracks
Piano/Synth/Arrangement : Régis GAUBERT  musicoman@wanadoo.fr https://soundcloud.com/robspiritduo/tracks
Composer/Arrangements/Guitars/Slide : Philippe SEGUINARD
Lyrics : Guillaume DULER

Lyrics:
J'entends les cris là-haut d'une autre qui se débat , d'une femme qui pour cette fois ci n'est pas moi. Rien ne doit transparaitre , je ne dois pas laisser mes larmes couler et se frayer un chemin jusqu'à mes lèvres scellées . Et même si les bleus sous ma peau se réveillent , je dois les ignorer et agir comme si tout était pareil...
La peur de lui parce qu'un verre de trop
surtout se fondre invisible sans  mots
elle en vit par la force à coté de la vie
prisonnière isolée sans porte de sortie
cécité de son sang et de ses amitiés
ne pas parler se taire rien ne doit transpirer
se voiler d' un rideau de tissus de mensonge
triste jeu de cache cache qui consume et qui  ronge
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
mentir au soleil quand la lune voit tout
les nuits sont cruelles écrasées de tabous 
la honte qui maquille la vérité trop laide
qui étouffe les cris de ces appels à l'aide
accoudés au silence les sévices bien tranquilles
se prennent du bon temps ils jouent à domicile
au coupable les mains pleines de frappes de raisons
à la victime le doute de fuir sa déraison
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
le sourire de façade sous des tonnes de semblants
donner le change à celles comblées par leurs amants
vider ses yeux de tout ce qui pourrait trahir
ces miroirs la qui font qu'elle ne pourrait mentir
les bleus des sentiments qui lui cognent à la peau
violence d'un élément qui laisse sur le carreau
un corps vandalisé mort pour la fratrie
tombé au champ d'horreur abattu par celui
Qui disait qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
des baisers dans la gueule
caresses à poings fermés
d'un amour qui dégueule
de passions débordées
La tendresse des coups
Je ne peux les laisser atteindre ce rivage à nouveau où les vagues d'une mer intérieure continue se brisent en silence...

I can hear the cries of another woman struggling, a woman who this time is not me. I mustn't let anything show, I mustn't let my tears flow and make their way to my sealed lips. And even if the bruises under my skin awaken, I must ignore them and act as if everything were the same...
Fear of him because one glass too many
above all melting away invisible without words
she lives by force beside life
prisoner isolated with no way out
blindness of her blood and her friendships
don't talk shut up nothing must transpire
veil itself with a curtain of cloth of lies
sad game of hide and seek that consumes and gnaws away
And he says he adores her...always a little harder... until death
lie to the sun when the moon sees all
nights are cruel crushed by taboos 
shame that disguises the truth too ugly
that muffles the cries for help
crouched in silence quiet abuse
have a good time they play at home
to the guilty hands full of strikes of reasons
to the victim the doubt to flee his folly
And he says he loves her... always a little harder... until death
the facade of a smile under tons of pretence
giving the lie to those fulfilled by their lovers
emptying her eyes of anything that might betray
those mirrors that make it impossible for her to lie
the bruises of feelings pounding against her skin
violence of an element that leaves
a vandalized body dead for the siblings
fallen in the field of horror shot by the one
who said he adores her...always a little harder... until death
kisses in the face
caresses with closed fists
of a love that spews out
of overflowing passions
The tenderness of blows
I can't let them reach that shore again where the waves of a continuous inner sea break in silence...

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER  Juillet 2025

La tendresse des coups ( DelhyA - Régis GAUBERT & JIM ) TRANSLATED

Special thanks to Cecilia for her a cappella ...of which I modified the tone in order to fit perfectly with my arrangement and atmosphere

EQUALITY FOR ALL.  🎧

pour Benjamin Fontaine


En février, alors qu'il neige encore en Sibérie, l'ajonc fleurit en Bretagne.

version vidéo:
https://youtube.com/shorts/cvyRrJ_Dcy8?si=M9yGj-PpfCbP5wqv

la musique de Benjamin :
https://on.soundcloud.com/hAl7RVNaqO5dRKg7WO

quand les ajoncs fleurissent

暑い日が続いております。
It has been hot for days.

ちゃぷ(chapu)

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