L'artiste américain d'origine irlandaise propose une accrocheuse chanson qui pourrait bien s'insérer dans le trame sonore de la série Friends. La dynamique interprétation vocale masculine véhicule une poésie débordante de vibrations positives sur ce morceau aux qualités radiophoniques doté d'un esthétisme sonore d'inspiration légèrement rétro. 〰 The Irish-born American artist has come up with a catchy song that could well fit into the soundtrack of the Friends series. The dynamic male vocal performance conveys a poetry brimming with positive vibes on this track with radio-friendly qualities and a slightly retro-inspired sound aesthetic.

Slowly fade away,
Dissolve In the flow
The stops on my way
On dark road, red - white glow

Road lights are shiny
Drawn with acrylic colours
Wild winds carry me
Through winters and summers

There is a place for anyone
Among night road lights
I can see the glimpse of it
Reflected in your eyes

Along countless windows
Beacons in the night
Like the stars and planets
They flow in the sky

Don’t fade away
Without trace
Along orange leafs
And rainy days

When lights above
Fly so free
Only you can see
Real me

Many stories around
But they are not about me
Emptiness so strong sometimes
Don’t you agree

Someone moves along with us
At some point , we should say goodbye
In incomprehensible way
Plays with us life

It seems we can fly
But mostly carried by wind
Like an orange, red
In autumn dance falling leafs

Along countless windows
Beacons in the night
Like the stars and planets
They flow in the sky

Don’t fade away
Without trace
Along orange leafs
And rainy days

When lights above
Fly so free
Only you can see
Real me

Easier with you
To be carried by wind
When another point
On the road map pinned

If outside are
Hail and noise
Between radio waves
I can hear your voice

Among Radio Waves

"What do you wanna do?" "What do you wanna be?"
These sorts of questions keep bothering me.
"Where do you wanna go?" "Why do you wanna know?"
I wasn't sure but it's all making sense to me now!

Dreaming Under the Hammer

Annuals

.210Posolution. - F¡nal Dest¡nat¡on 3

We've Invented Speed

Burn it down burn it bright let the embers light the night 
Feel the heat feel the fight watch it blaze into the sky 
Every spark every flame let it shout out my name Burning down the building breaking free from the shame  

Burning it down

In the twilight we bloom,
Whispers float through the room,
Caught in a cosmic dance,
Lost in this fleeting chance.

Together we rise,
Underneath the stars' sighs.
Caught in a cosmic dance,
Lost in this fleeting chance.

Together we rise,
Stumble and fall
And we don't know why
Climb so very high
Tell me about that other time

the Juniper Stars

𝖓𝖔 𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖎 𝖉𝖔

(No GenIA used) 
L'IA qui devait soulager les humains des tâches pénibles a au lieu de cela envahi le secteur de la création artistique avec la GenIA (IA générative) : livres, images, musiques, vidéos. Je pense qu'il est temps de remettre l'IA à sa place : au seul service du progrès humain et pas dans les mains d'une poignée de milliardaires qui vont remplacer des millions d'emplois dans le monde tout en consommant des ressources rares.

J'ai 15 ans, à l'école je suis largué généralement
Mais je m'en fou, car comprendre c'est pas le but depuis longtemps
On a tous à l'oreille, la réponse en un instant
A quoi soit sert d'apprendre, il faut juste prétendre

Que l'on sait, que c'est vrai : au chatbot on a demandé
Comme tout le monde désormais, l'oreillette on l'a greffé
C'est pratique, rapide, on n'a plus besoin de penser
Tout est résolu, mais l'on ne s'entend plus

GenIA, je ne comprends pas
Génial ? Je sais pas pourquoi
GenIA, mais si t'es toujours là 
Génial ? Où est-ce que je suis moi ?

J'ai trouvé de la musique dans un vieux coffre au grenier
Des vinyls, une guitare, à l'époque on en jouait
Y a plus vraiment d'artiste, Spotify les a tué
Un prompt et ça sort un bon fond sonore

On n'a plus trop d'idées à part des idées fixes
Tous les films se ressemblent étalés sur netflix 
C'est pas cher, pas terrible mais ca passe dans le mix
Je me demande parfois qui veut vraiment ça
 
GenIA, je ne comprends pas
Génial ? Je sais pas pourquoi
GenIA, mais si t'es toujours là 
Génial ? Où est-ce que je suis moi ?
Qu'est ce que je deviens moi ?

J'ai vingt ans, j'ai voté, je l'ai même pas écouté
C'est l'IA qui m'a dit, où je devais mettre les pieds
Y avait des mecs chelous qui criaient : "Y a des biais !"
"Qui est responsable d'entrainer le diable ?"

Depuis qu'on est en guerre, on est redevenus trouffions
Pas de qualification, juste de la chair à canon
Des IA qui conseillent la déshumanisation
Mais où est ce qu'il est, ce fameux progrès ?
  
GenIA, je ne comprends pas
Génial ? Je sais pas pourquoi
GenIA, et si t'es toujours là 
Génial ? Où est-ce que je suis moi ?

J'ai 15 ans, à l'école je suis largué généralement
Mais je m'en fou, car comprendre c'est pas le but depuis longtemps
On a tous à l'oreille, la réponse en un instant
A quoi soit sert d'apprendre, il faut juste prétendre

Que l'on sait, que c'est vrai : au chatbot on a demandé
Comme tout le monde désormais, l'oreillette on l'a greffé
C'est pratique, rapide, on n'a plus besoin de penser
Tout est résolu, mais l'on ne s'entend plus 

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I'm 15 years old, and at school I'm generally out of touch.
But I don't care, because understanding hasn't been the goal for a long time
We all have the answer in our ear in an instant
What's the point of learning, you just have to pretend

That we know, that it's true: we asked the chatbot
Like everyone else from now on, the earpiece has been grafted on
It's practical, fast, you don't have to think anymore
Everything's solved, but we can't hear each other anymore

GenIA, I don't understand
Is it great? I don't know why
GenIA, but if you're everywhere
Great? Where am I?

I found some music in an old chest in the attic
Some vinyl, a guitar, back in the day we used to play it
There aren't really any artists anymore, Spotify killed them 
A prompt and it comes out good background music

We don't have too many ideas except fixed ones
All the films are all the same, spread out over netflix
It's not expensive, it's not great, but it fits in the mix
I sometimes wonder who really wants this
 
GenIA, I don't understand
Is it great? I don't know why
GenIA, but if you're everywhere
Great? Where am I?

I'm twenty years old, I voted, I didn't even listen to him
It was the AI that told me where I should go
There were some weirdos shouting: ‘There's bias !’.
‘Who's responsible for training the devil?’

Since we've been at war, we've gone back to being troups
No qualifications, just cannon fodder
AIs advising dehumanisation
But where is this famous progress?

GenIA(L) ?

A heartfelt song about the need for a belief in love soldiering on, even when the world is a bin-fire

Soldiers

Text:
[Intro Guitar-Riff]
Yeah!
Kickstart the fire, baby...
We're ridin’ straight through hell!

[Verse 1]
She got wheels forged in brimstone heat,
Chrome and leather, lightning feet.
Growls like thunder, red eyes glow,
You hold tight or you're lettin’ go!

[Pre-Chorus]
She don't stop for prayers or pleas,
Burns the road, brings gods to knees!

[Chorus]
Ride a demon, ride it fast!
Steel and fury, built to last.
Screamin’ tires and engine moans,
You're not alone — she eats your bones!

(Guitar-Solo)

[Verse 2]
Smoke and ashes, blood-red trail,
She don’t brake, she’ll never fail.
Your soul's the fare, your heart’s the key,
Hop on, son — now ride with me!

[Pre-Chorus]
Her kiss is flames, her grip is tight,
You ride by day, you're dead by night!

[Chorus]
Ride a demon, no control,
She’ll drive you right into the soul.
Faster, louder, straight from hell,
Ring that highway funeral bell!

(Guitar-Solo)

[Bridge – Breakdown]
(Solo + Spoken)

You thought it was just a bike, huh?
Nah... she chooses her riders.
And you... yeah, you're hers now.

[Final Chorus – Shouted]
Ride a demon, till you scream,
Metal horse from nightmare dream.
One last gear and then you're gone –
She don't stop till the devil’s dawn!

[Outro]
(Feedback, roaring engine, evil laughter fading...)

"Ride or die, baby... and you already chose."

Ride a Demon

NYC-based musician/producer/singer-songwriter.

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