Très beau; texte, voix, interprétation et mélodie magnifiques !

This is really crazy stuff come to think about it. Amazing.

C'est comme si Regianni chantait de superbes textes en anglais . J'espère que la comparaison ne te gène pas , sinon je la remet dans ma petite tête 😉

Killer instrumentation.  Thanks for sharing this track

“The Lord (You Gotta Move)” is an adaptation of the blues song from Mississippi Fred McDowell, released on the Rolling Stones “Sticky Fingers” album.
As blues and Celtic instruments match very well together, I've adapted and arranged this mystical tune with an addition of bagpipe, bombard an Irish whistle.
This track is a second version with new arrangements and instrument (bombard) of the one already released on the album "Scots Wha Hae" (2022).
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"The Lord (You Gotta Move)" est une adaptation de la chanson de blues de Mississippi Fred McDowell, sortie sur l'album "Sticky Fingers" des Rolling Stones.
Comme le blues et les instruments celtiques se combinent très bien, j'ai adapté et arrangé cette mélodie mystique en ajoutant une cornemuse, une bombarde et une flûte irlandaise.
Ce single est une deuxième version avec de nouveaux arrangements de la piste sortie sur l'album "Scots Wha Hae" (2022).
--
Credits:
Traditional & Mississippi Fred McDowell & Reverend Gary Davis as “You Gotta Move”
Recording, arrangements, mix and mastering by Eric Maclewis

The Lord (You Gotta Move)

Ease Of Life

Video here: https://youtu.be/ZaXoEUS___w

I crossed the river with my pack on my back
Knee deep in the water to get back to my shack
My feet got soaked and I got so tired 
That I thought of letting the currents 
Carry me  down, down, down, down 
That’s when I caught this god damned bird sneering at me from the bank 
It said hey,  how you’re doing today, 
Shitty Pants Dave 

Tried to shoot the bird with my grandpa’s rifle
Damned gun just blew in my hand
Took the bus to the town’s hospital 
And the doctor told me 
Dave, Dave, Dave
Is that a gunshot here?
What the hell ’d you get yourself into today
Shitty Pants Dave

Doc let me hanging and my hand was dripping
And through the door ï heard him calling
The coppers on the phone, sayin’t’was about Dave
And the last thing I heard was surrender there
Shitty Pants Dave
And the coppers went bang
And blew my brains away

You know, it was a vary unfair situation
The policeman was crooked; the doc was corrupt
The office’s daughter and the doc’s wife both have Dave derangement syndrome and above all

My name’s not Dave
And I threw my pants away
My name’s not Dave 
I threw my pants away
 
My name’s not Dave
My name’s not Dave
My name’s not Dave
My name’s not Dave
My name’s not Dave

Sailors

Shitty Pants Dave

https://myckalmarcovic.bandcamp.com/track/il-ny-a-rien-voir
Translation above

Texte : Isabelle Le Gouic, du groupe Fip Ta Zik https://soundcloud.com/user-524852847
Musique et voix : Myckaël Marcovic

Text: Isabelle Le Gouic, from the group Fip Ta Zik https://soundcloud.com/user-524852847 
Music and vocals : Myckaël Marcovic

Il n’y a rien à voir

Sur la jetée de mon papier grimoire
Des rimes jetées
Qui s’arriment à la brume
Mon brouillard en errance
Posé sur un papelard
Il n’y a rien à voir
Sur la jetée de mon papier miroir
Des embruns jetés
Mes pensées que j’écume
Mon brouillard en partance
Sur mon papier bavard
Il n’y a rien à voir

Refrain :
Sur le journal où je m’épanche
Il n’y a rien à voir
J’écris à l’encre blanche
Sur un papier ivoire

Sur la jetée de mon papier mémoire
Souvenirs lancés
Mes vieilles balançoires
Les brouillons de l’enfance
Sur mon papier buvard
Il n’y a rien à voir
Sur la jetée de mon papier du soir
Encre blanch’ jetée
Comme une pleine lune
Qui s’élance en plein jour
Sur un papier blafard
Il n’y a rien à voir

Refrain :
Sur le journal où je m’épanche 
Il n’y a rien à voir
J’écris à l’encre blanche
Ma plume a peur du noir

Paroles : Isabelle Le Gouic
Musique : Myckaël Marcovic, le 14 juin 2024

There's nothing to see

On the pier of my grimoire paper
Discarded rhymes
That dock with the mist
My wandering fog
On a piece of paper
There's nothing to see
On the pier of my mirror paper
Spray thrown
My thoughts that I foam
My departing fog
On my chattering paper
There's nothing to see

Refrain :
On the newspaper where I pour out my heart
There is nothing to see
I write in white ink
On ivory paper

On the pier of my memory paper
Thrown memories
My old swings
Childhood drafts
On my blotting paper
There's nothing to see
On the pier of my evening paper
Bleached ink thrown away
Like a full moon
That rises in broad daylight
On a pale paper
There's nothing to see

Refrain :
On the newspaper where I pour out my heart 
There's nothing to see
I write in white ink
My pen is afraid of the dark

Lyrics: Isabelle Le Gouic
Music: Myckaël Marcovic, June 14, 2024

Il n'y a rien à voir (Isabelle Le Gouic / Myckaël Marcovic)

Introduction in English:
For many, November is the worst month. I particularly like it because it is the month that best expresses the Buddhist mantra of "And the end is the beginning". In November, almost all the trees are bare and most plants have faded. But in this "destruction" lies the seed of new life. 
November is the month that most clearly demonstrates that we sometimes have to radically let go of beliefs and attitudes that no longer help us move forward so that we can reposition ourselves and continue to develop.
And this month also makes it clear that we must fully accept dying and death as facts in order to keep the flywheel of life, which goes far beyond us, running. 
At the age of 60, I am still in the "October of life". However, October is already knocking strongly on the door of the unstoppable transformation processes that reach their climax in November. 
The song "Autumn is here" summarises these thoughts in the form of a French chanson. I chose this form because, in my view, the French language and the genre of the chanson come closest to the basic existential themes of life.

Lyrics in English (For those, who don’t speak French)

Autumn is here

Everything falls, nothing holds
Nothing stands, it's already late
The green turns gray, the weather wet and rough
The flock of birds moves away into the warm blue

This morning I was full of energy
Tonight I'm tired
My garden of life will soon be withered
One little spark still glows
That still drives me and pulls me forward 

Autumn is here
The gray hair
Lies damp in the drain sieve

Autumn is here
The cataract
looks at me in the mirror

The fields are bare
The faces pale
The tree trunk breaks
In the middle of the poem

The clock runs down
The meadow lies fallow

The car groans
The eye runs and tears

The children look pityingly
The morning sun grins
Nothing you can gain 
Gain
The raven peeks
Around the corner, nods at you

Französischer Originaltext:

L'automne est là

Oui, tout tombe
Rien qui tienne
Il n'y a plus rien
C'est déjà tard

Le vert devient gris
Le temps humide et rude
La nuée d'oiseaux 
S'en va vers le bleu chaud

Ce matin, j'étais à fond
Ce soir, je suis fatigué
Le jardin de ma vie 
va bientôt se faner

Une dernière étincelle brille
qui me pousse et m'entraîne en avant

L'automne est là
Les cheveux gris
Se trouve dans le siphon

L'automne est là
La cataracte se rapproche
Me regarde dans le miroir
L'automne est là

Les champs sont nus
Les visages sont pâles
Le billot se brise
Au cœur du récit

L'horloge retarde
Le fond du pré est en friche
La voiture gémit
Les yeux sont pleins de pus

Les enfants regardent avec pitié
Le soleil matinal se moque de toi
Il n'y a rien d'autre que tu puisses gagner
Le corbeau regarde 
Au coin et il te fait un signe de tête

L'automne est la (Autumn is here)

This song is part of the sailors EP: https://ffm.to/sailors-ep

Video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vmfqkUMyXVA

This is one of the first song that I wrote, I completely changed the instruments. The first version is on youtube, but I might delete it soon  https://youtu.be/K7hHI2xk2OA

Lyrics: 

The rain wouldn’t stop from falling  today
Forming small puddles on the sidewalk that caught my reflection  
I saw many of me there scattered on the ground
But all around, there was none of you to be found

So I wrote you this letter Diane

The dirty streets of my hometown seem even gloomier today
And your absence makes me feel 
Even worse than yesterday

I’m drinking too much coffee 
Smoking too many cigarettes 
I’m thinking about you all the time 
Nothing I can do puts my mind to rest
I’ll see you there I’ll find you there In this kingdom by the sea

Diane, you left me hanging there 
Alone and all I’ve got left is my despair 
And a bitter taste in my mouth 
When I see your pictures everywhere
This place feels so cold, it’s no home there 
The warmth was you and now it’s just freezing in hell 
And me, I’m just hanging by a thread 
Cause love is gone and you are gone, Diane

I’ll see you there, 
I'll meet you there 
I’ll find you there 
In this kingdom by the sea

Diane

Composer: Karl Heimgartner Date: January 20th, 2024 / © Copyright
Genre: Rock 
Single: 2024
Track: 9.
Title: I Am a Time Traveler 
Lyrics: Karl Heimgartner
My workstation with: Presonus Studio One 5 Professional and LANDR Studio Montreal Canada.

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Mixed by Christine Sampson
Mastered by Alessandro Giordano from MTM

I hope my fans like this rock song.
I sent the finished track and 31 stems for mixing and mastering
to MTM Mastering True Music Production in Spain.
Listen to the professional result.
It worked very well. A very nice team from Spain.
Thank you for the cooperation, Freddie and Team MTM Mastering True Music Production

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I Am A Time Traveler

This song is part of the sailors EP: https://ffm.to/sailors-ep

This is a song about Casey. There are many songs about Casey, but they are not all about this Casey. This Casey is a twat... He might be the same Casey as in Kris Kristofferson's song "Casey's last ride", but that still has to be confirmed. Please do not feel sad about Casey.

This one is quite similar to the demo, the main changes are the drums and the intro... and a mix that works

LYRICS:

There’s a story I’d like to share with you tonight
It’s a story about Casey and it’s a story that’s half sad
The half that is sad is Casey, cause Casey is sad
But I have little love for Casey, you should make up your own mind

Casey pushed his beer over the counter
He stood up and rested his hands on the cool copper
Sled a quarter over to the barman
And waved a silent goodbye to nobody

He walked to his old car across the corner, Got inside
and let the smell of worn damp leather take over
His thoughts
And make him forget how his life
Took the wrong turn

Casey is sad
Casey you’re driving
Casey you’re crying
You’re crying

Casey got back home to his tired couch
Dropped his coat on the floor uncapped a warm beer /
on the table And every silence told him
aboute a love that disowned

Buy Casey knows he’s never done nothing wrong
In fact he ’s always been doing the same thing all along
And sometimes yes sometimes
he cared and listened

Poor Casey knows that he’ll die alone on this dirty couch
Between the remnants of empty bottles and pizza boxes
And the fading memories of his normal life
Like old photographs pinned on the wall

Casey you’re crying
Casey you’re crying
You’re crying

Casey is sad
Casey is crying
Casey is sad

Casey Is Sad

Introduction in English:
One of my oldest friends was diagnosed with Asperger's autism as a teenager. And almost everyone told him that he would have to stay alone for the rest of his life because he was incapable of love and relationships due to his illness. 
He also increasingly gave up hope that he would ever be able to find a life partner. He often described to me with sorrow that he kept falling in love and longed for a romantic relationship, but that he often felt like he was under a glass bell, which cut him off from closer contact with women. 
And when he had already let go of the hope of ever finding a woman at his side, he met "Lilli" at the age of almost 60; a woman who, like him, is very unique and has been described by many people around her as quite quirky and eccentric.
The lyrics to this wonderfully unconventional love affair make use of many metaphors and symbols from the world of plants and nature. It is also the way Freddy & Lilli often communicate with each other, as they find direct communication too threatening.
I hope that my song Freddy & Lilli will help the two of them to grow old together lovingly. And basically that the song will give hope to all those who are currently lonely and longing for an intimate partnership.

Lyrics in English_

Freddy & Lilli

The rapeseed fields are wide
The yellow light, it scatters
The streets are blue
The morning dew glistens peacefully

The fences open
No more curtains
The entrance is free
The birds make themselves heard

And the trees are full of stories for you
They bend down their branches
And they carry you gently through the first night of love

Freddy & Lilli
Mmh, Mmh, Mmh, Mmh

The rock gardens are
Blind in the bloom of love
Their time is over
From deep below a cry

That bursts the deathbed
That receives first life
The asbestos carpet breaks

A face slips up and it speaks:
Let the armour of gold come off
Let us kneel down
Feel the grace of the sparkle
Protected by the moss forest
Be a bridge of light

Freddy & Lilli
Mmh, Mmh, Mmh, Mmh

Deutscher Originaltext:

Freddy & Lilli

Die Rapsfelder sind weit
Das Gelblicht, es streut
Die Strassen sind blau
Friedlich glänzt der Morgentau

Die Zäune gehen auf
Keine Vorhänge mehr
Der Einlaß ist frei
Die Vögel verschaffen sich Gehör

Und die Bäume sind voll von Geschichten für Euch
Sie neigen ihre Äste herab
Und sie tragen Euch sanft durch die erste Liebesnacht

Freddy & Lilli
Mmh, Mmh, Mmh, Mmh

Die Steingärten sind
Im Liebesblühn‘ blind
Ihre Zeit ist vorbei
Von tief unten ein Schrei

Der das Totenbett sprengt
Erstes Leben empfängt
Der Asbestteppich bricht

Ein Gesicht schlüpft empor und es spricht:

Laß‘ den Goldpanzer ziehn‘
Lass uns niederknien
Die Gnade des Funkens verspürn‘
Vom Mooswald beschützt
Eine Leuchtbrücke sein

Freddy & Lilli
Mmh, Mmh, Mmh, Mmh

Freddy & Lilli

This song is part of the sailors EP: https://ffm.to/sailors-ep

This Baron is not the son of the devil, he is the devil himself

Reviewed piano and vocals, doubled the double bass, good to go!

Lyrics:
I was walking in the streets of this empty town
Staying in the shadows, my feet close  to the ground
I couldn’t hear any of the city’s usual sounds
Only a faint whispering carried by the winds

I followed the strange murmur through the city’s dark mazes
I didn’t cross any living soul in these dead empty spaces
I was drawn by a rotten stench coming from nearby
And then I saw him cross the street with his clutch and his glass eye

I tried to turn around, he was already there 
He stared into my eyes said « Mon nom est Cimetière »
Tu étais à la terre, et tu reviens à la terre
Tu appartiens à Samedi

Some have angels by their side, I have the devil in my back
A devil with a yellow grin; a devil dressed in rags
A man of thousand faces with the breath of thousand corpses
And this moment I knew he would never let me out

I gave my life to Cimetière
I gave my life to Cimetière
I gave my life to Cimetière
I gave my life to Cimetière

Le Baron

Composer :   Karl Heimgartner Dat : 22.01. 2024  / © Copyright              
Interpret: Karl Heinz – Heimgartner 
Genre: Pop 
Single: 2024
Track : 13
Title:     Ich Liebs Meer 
Lyrics:  Karl Heimgartner / Swiss German language

My workstation with: Presonus Studio One 5 Professional and LANDR Studio Montreal Canada.

MTM has mastered real music production.
Mixed by Christine Sampson
Mastered by Alessandro Giordano from MTM

I sent the finished track and 33 stems to MTM Mastering True Music Production in Spain for mixing and mastering.
Hear the desired result from the nice MTM team from Spain.

Thank you for the cooperation, Freddie and Team MTM Mastering True Music Production

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Ich Liebs Meer

Folk Rock and glitchy electro. Everything here is DIY, composed, written , produced, played and sung by me unless mentioned otherwise. The weird instrument you hear in a lot of my tracks is not an harmonica or an accordion, it's a melodica.

My first EP is available on all platforms: https://ffm.to/sailors-ep

If you want to chat, I'm on bluesky most of the time, there's a very nice musician community over there.

Open for collabs, don't hesitate to reach me by DM if you need a voice on the lower ends :)

Diane

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