Très belle réalisation musicale toute en douceur. On écoute avec plaisir. Joli travail. Bravo.

A calming song that conjures up warm memories of childhood or better bygone days. Beautiful spacious arrangement with your signature vocal treatment.

This really is a lovely song Marin. Great production too.

Reflective and Mellow
Sirius @uv-cappuccino    Guitar, Bass, Drums, Arrangement & Production
Marin - Music, Vocals & Lyrics

Willows in the Wind

In your wildest dreams (Rehearsal)

Belong - Interlude

In another time another place
We measure our progress through our disgrace
And danced in the halls knew who we were
Escaped the race and gave it away

Now we are set and running late
Hard to believe we lived so free
Bent in the way -the branch swings
Caught in the grace of the Byzantines

Mosaic of color helps escape
The beauty of art starts taking shape
Inspiring those from under its wing
this modern world is fleeting 
remembering days of creating
Byzantine dreams run through my head
Sometimes  I live there instead
 Beautiful locks of abstract gold
Perfect icons and frescos 

Living off the dreams of the Byzantines

Dreams of the Byzantines

Vidéo : youtu.be/z-aae0BK5p8

Brande (Translated after the French text )

Texte : Sanzen
Chant : Desdanova ( @denis-rousseau-182743563 )
Musique : Alain Illos

Sans un bruit, ce matin,
une rose est éclose.
Perdue en ce jardin
où mon coeur agonise.
Au milieu de hautes herbes,
c'est elle survivante.
Soudain dans l'air vibrant,
mes souvenirs voltigent.
Dans la chaude lumière,
de cette beauté naissante;
perdues dans ma mémoire,
de sinistres images...
Sans un bruit ce matin,
mon coeur s'est lavé.
Perdu en ce jardin,
dans la chaude lumière.
Au milieu de mes souvenirs
qui voltigent.
Des hautes herbes
et d'un été naissant.
C'est ma joie survivante,
sur la brande, ce matin.
Aux vies agonisantes,
à la beauté naissante.
Aux images oubliées,
soudain, dans l'air vibrant.

Brande
Without a sound, this morning,
a rose bloomed.
Lost in this garden
where my heart agonizes.
In the midst of tall grasses,
is the surviving rose.
Suddenly, in the vibrant air,
my memories flutter.
In the warm light,
of this emerging beauty;
lost in my memory,
of sinister images...
Without a sound this morning,
my heart washed.
Lost in this garden,
in the warm light.
In the midst of my fluttering memories
.
Tall grasses
and a budding summer.
This is my surviving joy,
on the heather this morning.
To dying lives,
to emerging beauty.
To forgotten images,
suddenly, in the vibrant air.


Brande avec Desdanova

Music, lyrics, ac. guitar & vocal : Grave
Ac. guitars, bass & mix : PJ Project

Political Correctness

The Feathered Crown is a card of pride, loss, and the aftermath of hubris. It draws upon two rich veins of folklore — the Appalachian belief in a feathered crown found beneath a dying person’s pillow, and the ancient myth of the Sirens and the Muses. Together, these stories form a layered symbol of reckoning, the echoes of lost glory, and the burdens of victory.

In Appalachian tradition, discovering a tightly woven feathered crown in a pillow was often seen as a sign that the soul of the deceased had passed to heaven, a mysterious mark of spiritual judgment. In mythology, after the Muses defeated the Sirens in a singing contest, the Sirens were stripped of their wings as punishment for their arrogance. The Muses, triumphant, wove the plucked feathers into radiant crowns — symbols of their victory but also of the destruction they wrought.

This card stands at the intersection of triumph and regret. It speaks of victories that come at a cost, the spoils of conquest weighed down by lingering guilt or sorrow. The Feathered Crown reminds us that success without humility invites ruin. It asks whether our pursuits of recognition or superiority are worth the burdens we carry in their wake.

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Drums, Percussion, Keyboards: Ron Thomas
Guitars, Bass, Banjo, Lyre, Vocals, Midi: PS Perkins

Mixed and mastered by Mystic Tape Deck
Dedicated to Josephine of the Mouse Folk

LYRICS
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I saw your feathered crown, the one you keep under your pillow
Did you think that you could hide it from me?
As you don your supple plumage, tell me did you win it truly
From the fairest maidens of Persephone?
Are your songs of grief and woe, are they songs of deep regret?
With feathers plucked from silvery Sirens wings?
Or from the tails of rainbow ravens perching just outside your window
Waiting for the passing ships to hear them sing
Waiting for the passing ships to hear you sing

Dashed upon the rotten rocks of harpy limbed nightingales
Where tides resound with death inducing cries
As the sailors climb and clamor for a seat upon the razor
And a melody to cling to as they die
Rejoicing in the arts of their inglorious ease,
Freely frolic where the churning waters flow
Diving from the clifftops, splashing down into the seas below
Charming in both poetry and prose
Alluring in both poetry and prose

Whosoever dare to wear the feathers in their hair
Like the parrot and the magpie in a cage
That we may divert our stare from the circling of the bear
While standing proud upon the heavens final stage
When the starry sisters nine, with their bellies full of wine
Have bested you at your own foolish games
And the ships all passing by which now leave you there to die
Having never even known your given names
Having never even known your real names

I saw your feathered crown, the one you keep under your pillow
Did you think that you could hide it from me?
Oh, Josephine, you should have known better.

The Feathered Crown

Penny

This song is dedicated to Ayrton Senna, Roland Ratzenberger, Jules Bianchi, Elio De Angelis & Riccardo Piletti. They all died doing what they loved. Senna's death fixed the design properly...  It took Jules Bianchi's death in particular to make it the much safer sport it is today from a procedural point of view... This Romain Grojean proved in his last race in an F1 car. How Romain survived I still don't know but it's a testament to F1's safety in keeping it's people as safe as possible. Before Senna's death F1 crashes and even tragic deaths were for me a really bad reflection on us and showed a huge lack of humanity and no matter what the want to be entertained... Jackie Stewart should also get a mention for leading the path to proper safety 🔆🏎️🙌🏼


Update: Ya little beauty... Just made my guitar sound like an F1 engine using eBow and slide and distorted and delay... 1 live run throughout. Schweeeeet

Update: Added f1 engines from 1980's to 2000's... Plan is to use secific engine sounds to mark specific drivers and moments... for now just engine evoution through the song

Update: Added lead electric guitar and drove the vocal line home more

Update: 777bpm hard rock drum beat added time stretch by 10 (this worked as I had originally chosen 21/1 timing to lock in that phrase symmetry for the unusual BPM)and then also added another bass and snare only beat as per normal at 777bpm. This beat fades in along with a distorted rhythm electric guitar that was the weirdest thing I've ever played.. or at least it felt that way playing it. Also added way more power to vocal since initial line. Added in the power of solar flares and more painting time with music projection

Tempo 777 BPM
Timing 21/1

Lyrics

aKnowledgement
Discernment balanced eyes
Respect sees cognizance prize
Sympathetic power from the other side
Recognition of the treasure
Mirrored in your cosmic measure
Consciencious consciousness
aKnowledgement
Real
Total appreciation
Real
Fear see's deprication
Real
Connection to Space~Time
Real
Colours painted in musical rhyme
Real
Paint my time

Breathe

21 grams of life paint my knight
21 grams neutralise my strife
Solar flare of power this hour

Paint our time
Go flower
It's real
It's real
It's real
It's real
It's real
It's real
It's real
It's real
It's real
It's real
It's real



Write the next one about being a super hero for yourself. Call it the The Dark Knights


If sport is what War becomes when our societies are civilized. Here's to more sport now. Think Collosseum🩸🗡️ vs Stade de France 🏉🤝

Conflict can become healthy peaceful competition for everyone challenging eachother to be better versions of ourselves by experiencing new frequencies we hadn't before 🙏🏽 We're all going to be trying to catch Usain Bolt for a while. It's evolution baby 🍼

Appreciation 🙏🏽

You got a bitch tooth and I’m going to pull it out

Bitch Tooth

Atmospheric and soulful cloudy soprano saxophone by joerxworx: https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx

The Northern Lights

Cloudy Days (Remix) feat. joerxworx

UNITING THE WORLD WITH MUSIC

Here's link to the digital album  https://maringale1.bandcamp.com/album/moments
 Check out my instrumentals at  https://soundcloud.com/vagabond-muse

Seeking a drummer or someone who programs drums for collaborating
on Soundcloud. Specializing in Reggae, Latin, and R&B.
Please message me if you're interested, thanks!

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