Marti West - Windowsill
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Windowsill

Paris Unplugged

Please Slow Down (Paris Unplugged)

Ten women, ten stories, one truth: love isn't meant to last forever, and that's what makes it beautiful. From wine-soaked Tuesday afternoons to wedding dance floors, from exhausted surrender to empowered acceptance, these jazz-kissed pop confessions capture what women in their 30s and 40s really know about love's expiration dates.

Tired of trying

Man believes love lasts, finds out not so much...wants her back.

Please Come Home

visualiser: https://youtu.be/Plxyh4N8TSI?si=XEjjsscql9z2cmOm

lyrics:
The moment seemed to good to be true
Maybe we did it too soon
I’d do it all again

I feel you
The last part of me, you knew
You took me somewhere new
It’s all because of you

You knew how to take it out of me
And you flew, right over me
And I’m used to, giving it all to you

And you take every part of me
And you break
Every chance of hope
That I crave
It’s all because of you
Because of you
It’s all because of you
Sit here and accept my fate

Now I’m alone
I keep my breath close to my home
So I don’t trip and fall too soon
I’m never getting over you

You knew how to take it out of me
And you flew, right over me
And I’m used to, giving it all to you

And you take every part of me
And you break
Every chance of hope
That I crave
It’s all because of you

That I don’t wanna lose
That I don’t wanna move

Maybe I should move on
Set the fire
Set the fire
Burn it through the snow

production credit: https://youtu.be/Ep8gBs5rNI8?si=em5yU-f448phzMtX
written & recorded by me

Because of You

Man is head over heels in love, i.e. "Just One Love" and he's singing her praises. He's not really at the Eiffel Tower, but it's in the lyrics. You'll have to listen to learn more.

Just One Love

September gold

When brutal force is normalized, we the people are dehumanized. Please don't let 'em power hungry cowards stampede our peace with greedy double-standards and manipulative lies, because peace is everything... and being honest, vulnerable, and fair is being brave. 

Ça je le sais, dans mon coeur. Et le rêve qui m'anime, il est fait de paix et d'amour sans peur.

Artistic expression is my Force Douce. And it ain’t a skill, or an asset, it’s a gift, to you and me! 
Making music ain’t about ego, nor fame, or #godforbid money, #corporatebranding or #copyrights it ain’t even really about hard work, nor what buttons one pushes, or what strings one plucks—it is about intentional exploration, about pulling the invisible yet super awesome magic strings only brave pure loving #souls dare to share, as we leap forward, trusting we’re all here to learn aka evolve, grateful we’re all born equal, as divinely mighty as fragile, i.e. #human 💌

✪ ✪ ✪

“La Force Douce” @bananasutra #lyrics en Français: 

[Couplet 1]
Il faut être bien malheureux 
pour semer la douleur sans raison,
pour étouffer la lumière d’un cœur 
par simple trahison.

Mais moi j’ai vu que la paix, 
c’est pas la fuite ni la peur,
c’est un feu tranquille, 
un courage qui guérit nos rancœurs.

[Pré-refrain]
Ils disent que la bonté c’est faible, 
moi je dis c’est divin,
regarde les rivières: 
elles creusent la pierre, 
sans jamais lever la main.

[Refrain]
Bananasutra 
chante la force douce,
celle qui choisit d’aimer 
quand tout s’écroule autour.

Bananasutra, 
les âmes justes avancent nues,
intègres, vulnérables, 
mais debout jusqu’au bout.

[Couplet 2]
Il faut être bien audacieux 
pour parler vrai sans armure,
montrer ses cicatrices 
comme des fleurs sous la blessure.

Justice, ce n’est pas la vengeance, 
c’est l’équilibre des vents,
où chacun gagne en donnant, 
où l’humain devient vivant.

[Pont]
Quand le monde crie “gagne seul”, 
je réponds “gagnons ensemble”,
le futur n’est pas une guerre, 
c’est un chant qu’on assemble.

L’amour n’est pas dangereux, 
c’est la seule loi qui sauve,
et la tendresse, 
c’est l’arme des braves.

[Refrain]
Bananasutra, dans le feu des jours,
tu gardes la foi, tu redonnes l’amour.
Bananasutra, même au bord du monde,
ta paix rayonne, et jamais ne succombe.

[Outro]
Il faut être bien pernicieux 
pour punir sans comprendre,
mais il faut être divinement fou 
pour continuer d’aimer tendre.

—

"The Gentle Force” lyrics in English (unedited AI translation, for the curious :)

[Verse 1]
You have to be very unhappy
To sow pain for no reason,
To stifle the light of a heart
By simple betrayal.

But I saw that peace,
It's not flight or fear,
It's a quiet fire,
A courage that heals our grudges.

[Pre-crorus]
They say that goodness is weak,
I say it's divine,
Look at the rivers:
They dig the stone,
Without ever raising your hand.

[Chorus]
Bananasutra
Sings the gentle force,
The one who chooses to love
When everything collapses around.

Bananasutra,
The righteous souls advance naked,
Honest, vulnerable,
But standing until the end.

[Verse 2]
You have to be very bold
To speak the truth without armor,
Show your scars
Like flowers under the wound.

Justice is not revenge,
It's the balance of the winds,
Where everyone wins by giving,
Where the human becomes alive.

[Bridge]
When the world shouts "win alone",
I answer "we win together",
The future is not a war,
It's a song that we put together.

Love is not dangerous,
It's the only law that saves,
And tenderness,
It's the weapon of the brave.

[Chorus]
Bananasutra, in the fire of days,
You keep the faith, you give back the love.
Bananasutra, even at the edge of the world,
Your peace radiates, and never succumbs.

[Outro]
You have to be very pernicious
To punish without understanding,
But you have to be divinely crazy
To continue to love tender.

[02] La Force Douce - French GROWsutra Gipsy Flamenco Duende Chanson INDIE

Neon Raincoats

They say people are mirrors.
But every mirror bends the light.
You don’t see me, you see yourself
your want, your fear, your outline.
And I do it too.
I translate faces into safety,
voices into proof that I still exist.
We call that empathy.
But it’s just evolution wearing perfume.

I just want to be fucking seen
without translation, without transaction.
Not your lesson, not your reflection,
just the pulse that’s under all the noise.
I just want to be fucking seen
and not mistaken for your dream.

When I was small I learned the trick:
smile, listen, mirror back.
Connection as survival,
love as camouflage.
Now I can make anyone feel understood,
and die a little doing it.
We build our kindness like currency,
spend it to stay human.
But what if all we’re buying is delay?

I just want to be fucking seen
without translation, without transaction.
Not your lesson, not your reflection,
just the pulse that’s under all the noise.
I just want to be fucking seen
and not mistaken for your dream.

Maybe empathy is gravity:
it keeps us close,
but crushes if you hold too long.
Maybe love is a language
with no native speakers.
Maybe the truest thing we do
is try anyway.

I just want to be fucking seen
not forgiven, not believed, just met.
No halo, no feed, no screen.
I just want to be fucking seen.

i just want to be fucking seen

Man tells the world why he loves his woman and this emotion is especially intense in the still of the night. Hmm, that may explain the song's title. This is a slow, dreamy dream pop tune with crooning vocals and great crying guitar riffs. Give it a listen if that appeals to you. Thanks. 

In the Still of the Night

MUSIC MADE IN CANADA: Music has been a large part of my life since my teen years when I started playing guitar. Used to play popular pop and country songs in bars, songs written by other artists but for past couple decades have focused entirely on writing and producing my own songs across a number of genres: pop, country, blues, and more recently dream pop and what I'm calling whiskey blues dream pop, a style that merges the two and that seems complimentary to my ear. I believe each style can sound good and give people pleasure: that's my goal in writing. Now I produce sounds featuring both male and female vocals as the lyrics dictate; variety is the spice of...well, you know. Thanks for listening.

Please Come Home

Dream Pop Productions