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stunning sound. this is amazing work, folks.

Avant le téléphone , internet , les femmes de soldats partis à la guerre attendaient les lettres de leurs fiancés et maris . Les enfants étaient témoins de leurs angoisses et de leurs larmes ...
Compositeur Arrangeur : Philippe SEGUINARD Auteur Mélodiste : Guillaume DULER
Lyrics :
La guerre c'est le bruit d'une pointe de crayon 
C'est le regard absent dans les yeux de ma mère
C'est une longue attente blanche une prison
Des mots qu'elle lisait des lettres qu'on espère

C'est le son d'un amour à la lumière dansante
C'est le goût de tous les jours , sans saveurs sans saisons
C'est apprendre qu'il y a des choses qui te manquent
Des semaines d'inquiétudes , des rides sur son front

C'est elle enveloppée dans la fumée des cigarettes
Comme dans un nuage porteur de larmes amères
Et puis c'est le silence soudain des nuits défaites
Colmatés d'espérance pour fuir le vent d'hiver 

La guerre c'est savoir qu'elle peut te dénuder
Jusqu'à la moelle d'un père qu'elle t'aura volé
Que les jours qui suivront seront jamais comblés
Que hurleront impitoyable les vents glacés

Before the telephone and the Internet, the wives of soldiers away at war waited for letters from their fiancés and husbands. Children witnessed their anguish and tears ...
Composer and arranger : Philippe SEGUINARD Author and melodist : Guillaume DULER
Lyrics :
War is the sound of a pencil tip 
It's the absent look in my mother's eyes
It's a long white wait in a prison
Words she read Letters we hope for

It's the sound of love in dancing light
It's the taste of every day, without flavors without seasons
It's learning that there are things you miss
Weeks of worry, wrinkles on her forehead

It's her wrapped in cigarette smoke
Like a cloud of bitter tears
And then it's the sudden silence of empty nights
Clogged with hope to escape the winter wind 

War is knowing that it can strip you bare
To the very marrow of a father stolen from you
That the days that follow will never be filled
That the icy winds will howl mercilessly

© Guillaume DULER / Philippe SEGUINARD  2022

La guerre      TRANSLATED

This song began one morning while I was "noodling" on the guitar, key of G, 5th fret capo using D shapes, (for the guitarists out there:), and thought it the beginning of a promising recipe for a song; but it sounded a little thin.  It needed some extra seasoning and a little protein, so I sent it to Debra Buesking for her culinary expertise and she supplied all the lovely touches it needed.  It's now ready to serve, our version of "Noodle Soup". Enjoy:)  
Listen to more tasty treats Debbie has cooked up @debra_buesking

Noodle Soup (with Debra Buesking, piano)

image Prettysleepy 1

track inspired by the movie Event Horizon

Plus Vite, Plus Loin, Plus Rien (Faster, Further, Nothing) (より速く、より遠く、何もない)

Nostra Vita

A partir d'une relecture distractive de la 'Divine Comédie' de Dante et de l'oeuvre de Marco Lucchi "Rowing through", j'ai composé un motif obscur, opaque qui tente de se frayer un chemin vers des horizons connus, universels, paisibles.
J'ai proposé à Franck Douvin de se joindre à ce parcours.Merci à Marc & Franck, compagnons de route sur la sente sinueuse de nos vies.
"Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita
mi ritrovai per una selva oscura,
ché la diritta via era smarrita."

Dante Alighieri, Inferno, Canto I, vv. 1 --> 3 - Divina Commedia.

idematoa - Nostra Vita [Marco Lucchi, Franck Douvin]

Transformation

A new day, new hope!

Zeitgeist - Spirit of the times. [lyrics at the bottom]
When I was very young I wrote rock and pop songs. Finally after many years of instrumental music I returned to composing a song with the help of @Xian3 who wrote beautiful lyrics and provided a great vocal interpretation and whom I thank for his willingness and enthusiasm.
It's apparently a love song but it also speaks of existential restlessness, of fear in its double value of paralyzing or strengthening the life force.
The collaboration had only one difficult moment when, due to a linguistic misunderstanding, I misunderstood a joke and thought Xian was a Lazio team fan (I swear it's all true)... We came close to an international crisis!!! :)))
As you can listen, to make the collaboration more "thrilling" he decided to write the first part in German, which I don't speak. He assured me that the meaning is more or less similar to the second part in English... But who knows... Let's hope so! :))
[If anyone who speaks German reads anything suspicious against Roma team, please let me know, thanks.] :))))

Zeitgeist

Im toten Winkel, da haust
Ein Schatten, der mich immer wieder verfolgt
Jedes mal, wenn ich arbeiten will
Ein Seufzer des Zweifels
Fällt in mein Ohr
Das ist nicht immer unbedingt schlecht,
Doch es macht nervös,
Sieh,

Kann nicht ohne dich sein
Kann nicht ohne dich leben,
Du tiefste Angst
Kann nicht ohne dich gehen,
Du tiefste Angst

Behind the blind spot there lurks
A shadow that is always following me
Everytime i want do my work
A sweet sigh of doubt
Just drops in my ear
This is not necessarily bad,
But It bothers me,
See

I can’t live without you
I can’t live without you , now
My deepest fear
I can’t leave without you, now
My deepest fear

How i wish, you were not here
I would not shed a single tear
I would
I would

Can’t you leave without me ?
Can’t you just let me sleep in ?
My deepest fear
Would you live without me, now
My deepest fear
Would you ?
Wouldn’t you ?
Would you, please ?
Would you, please ?

Lyrics: @Xian3
Composition and all arrangements: Francesco Cartocci

Zeitgeist

Zeitgeist - with Xian3

A past lover keeps showing up in my dreams and reminding me of my failures.
From my new LP " Low Profile". My best tracks from 2023. Thanks for listening!

Lyrics:
I get my melancholy straight from the IV drip
A Xanax, a red eyed flight on the sky ship
That's when you appeared
I'd been gorging myself on 
Televised violence
It's like synconized swimming
You were grinning while the plane was rapidly descending
(You smiled all the way down)
The atmosphere was colorless
Odorless
Void of all surface and all texture
I'm reveling in my psychosis
You reminded me I never finished my
Junkyard magnum opus
You still show up in my dreams

We were entering into 
An impressionist painted landscape
With a language that we just didn't understand
You reminded me that I'm a big believer
In blindly believing
And I need to start drinking in
A little bit more in what I'm seeing
We're like suburban dadaist
Coming in, out of the rain
My mind was racing
Like those 808 beats
There all the same
Well, that's the way the Goddamn wheel rolls
You headed off into the night
You never told me to change the angle of the light
You still show up in my dreams

"You never even had it even when you had it your hands"
You've got to bring it right down
To where the sideways ends in the light
I'm digging down deep
I'm digging down slow
I'm striking oil 
Or the fires down below
You still show up in my dreams

You Still Show Up In My Dreams

Why?

Ambiguous

a softer track to repair your hearing damage by listening to my metallurgical track!

C'est Un Trou De Verdure Où Coule Une Rivière (It's a green hole where a river flows)

collaborations, shared projects, ideas ..

http://marcolucchi.bandcamp.com/

https://musichevirtuali.blogspot.com/

www.musichevirtuali.org

https://twitter.com/musichevirtuali

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idematoa - Nostra Vita [Marco Lucchi, Franck Douvin]

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