I love this! The lyrics are dark and sly and I love the bits where it slips into English. You totally perform them the best way.

I was not expecting this to be so good and mazing - new era

very sexy sound. i love the fact it is in a different language then mine

Again this is sick, you are  very talented

Very dark! Nice use of dissonance. Are the lyrics in English available somewhere?

So evocative. There is such a richness to this. Well done

Another Day Breaks

A song about being in the disco, about the difficulties to get in and about drinking one too many at the bar ... well it´s a song about a long time back ...

Vocals, guitar, keyboards and bass: N.o.b.S.
Lyrics: N.o.b.S.
Mix and Mastering at N.o.b.S. Moonshine Studios Mainz / Germany

Getaway

It`s So Nice

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It's So Nice

Arctic soundscapes with a haunting yet warm voice full of emotions, this is how Inyha paints her inner emotional world where ice & snow covers the warmth of her heart, where walls of silence create distance, where mirrors of ice show her own disguise, while all she longs for is nearness and love. 

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Written and recorded by Inyha

Inyha - Voice, Piano, Glockenspiel, Hang Drum & Synthesizers
Jimmy Deer - Mixing Engineer

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LYRICS:

It’s winter, it’s winter
The sun is covered in ice
I know that, I know that
I need to see the light
Sometimes I can
Feel so dark
And lost inside

Snowflakes dancing in the dark
But you are just as cold and hard
And I break inside for longing
To be near, to be near
Walls of silence hit me covered in ice
Mirroring my own disguise
And shaking me with fear
Of loosing you my dear

It’s winter, it’s winter
The sun is covered in ice
I know that, I know that
I need to see the light
Sometimes I can
Feel so dark
And lost inside

You can be the warmest sun
And the coldest ice and the strongest wind
Blowing in my eyes
Revealing all I hoped to hide
I don’t want to loose you
No I don’t want to loose you
For some stupid selfish pride
For another useless fight
I break inside

It’s winter, it’s winter
The sun is covered in ice
I know that, I know that
I need to see the light
Sometimes I can
Feel so dark
And lost inside

You are the sunshine and the rain
The snowfall and the hail
The ocean and the stream
Carrying me to my new self
Carrying me to my new self
And you mean so much to me
You mean so much
That sometimes I can’t hide
My pride, my stupid pride
I cannot hide

It’s winter, it’s winter
The sun is covered in ice
I know that, I know that
I need to see the light
Sometimes I can
Feel so dark
And lost inside

Snowflakes dancing in the dark
But you are just as cold and hard
And I break inside for longing
To be near, to be near
Walls of silence hit me covered in ice
Mirroring my own disguise
And shaking me with fear
Of loosing you my dear

It’s winter, it’s winter,
The sun is covered in ice
I know that, I know that
I need to see the light
But some day I know
Spring will come
And the ice will flow.

Snowflakes dancing in the dark

Snowflakes Dancing in the Dark

Honeyfuzz

Cowboy

This Moment Demo

Graeme - Vocals/Songwriter/Bass
Jimi - Guitar/Songwriter/Producer

This Moment - Pearl Street Division

A collaboration by 8000 Miles and Duncan Butler (@user-967116465).
This is a fun funk rock story about an impossible Romulan love ;-)
Dedicated to all Star Trek fans!

\m/ Love Music and Stay Safe <3

Credits:
Rebecca Williams - bass, percussion, synths, production
Andrea Pierantoni - arrangement, guitars, FXs, production
Duncan Butler - arrangement, lyrics, vocals, bass, percussion
Mixing and mastering by Never Enough Cowbell Studios
Cover art by Rebecca
SafeCreative Registration code: 2305014205327

Kobayashi Maru (Impossible Love)

Translation above

Texte de Christian Portet
Musique et voix de Myckaël Marcovic, 09 juin 2023

Le rouquin

Mon doux ami des soirs pluvieux
À l’heure des trottoirs silencieux
Tu sais si bien m’émerveiller
Que j’me saoule rien qu’à t ‘regarder
On te nomme rouge, moi j’dis rouquin
Ça fait tout drôle chez les gens biens
Mon doux ami des soirs de spleen
À l’heure où les rues s’illuminent.

Mon doux ami des soirs pourris
À l’heure des souvenirs pas jolis
Tu sais si bien me rappeler
Les amis que j’avais aimés
Et qui ne parlaient de rouquin
Que pour en rire entre copains
Mon doux ami des soirs maussades
À l’heure des anciens camarades

Mon doux ami de certains soirs
À l’heure où les rues ont l’cafard
Tu sors aux environs d’midnight
Et y a pas besoin de sunlights
Qu’on t’appelle rouge ou bien rouquin
Ça mène tout droit chez les putains
Mon doux ami de certains soirs
À l’heure où je fais le trottoir

Ok now I get complètement noir
I want to make the trottoir
All my friends m’ont quitté
But me I go on drinking
Because I have the feeling
That wine is good for people yeah
I get drunk I get 'plèt'ment noir
And I wanna get the trottoir

Mon doux ami de tous les soirs
Depuis que j’ai perdu l’espoir
Tu sais si bien me rendre noir
Que je m’endors dans tes crachats
J’  te nomme même plus rouquin
Je t’appelle d’un signe de la main
Mon doux ami de tous les soirs
Tu sais me vendre ton espoir

Ok now I want to make trottoir

The redhead

My sweet friend of rainy evenings
In the hour of silent sidewalks
You know how to fill me with wonder
That I get drunk just looking at you
They call you red, I call you ginger
It's a funny thing with nice people
My sweet friend of spleen evenings
When the streets light up.

My sweet friend of rotten evenings
When memories are not pretty
You remind me so well
The friends I loved
And who only talked about redheads
Only to laugh about it with friends
My sweet friend of gloomy evenings
At the hour of old comrades

My sweet friend of certain evenings
When the streets are in a funk
You go out around midnight
And there's no need for sunlights
Whether they call you red or ginger
It leads straight to the whores
My sweet friend of some nights
When I'm out on the street

Ok now I get completely black
I want to make the sidewalk
All my friends have left me
But me I go on drinking
Because I have the feeling
That wine is good for people yeah
I get drunk I get 'plet'ly black
And I wanna get the sidewalk

My sweet nightly friend
Since I lost hope
You're so good at making me black
I fall asleep in your spittle
I don't even call you ginger
I call you with a wave of my hand
My sweet friend of all nights
You know how to sell me your hope

Ok now I want to make sidewalk

Lyrics by Christian Portet
Music and voice by Myckaël Marcovic, June 09 2023

Le Rouquin (Christian Portet / Myckaël Marcovic)

'Ally May' is an old-school pop ballad

I wrote Ally May for a  dear friend who was fighting cancer..Ali won her battle and did regain her health..but other friends and dear family members have been lost. the song is happy and sad for me.

Another dear friend ,Martine , has recorded this beautiful version  , produced by Charlie Hull.    Martine and I did the bv's.          i hope you love it as much as I do
love Salx. ❤️

Ally May

Federico Gerhardt's song "La cruel verdad" is an intense dive into Delta Blues style, with a modern touch that keeps its authenticity. The piece is masterfully orchestrated with deep choruses, a melancholic harmonica, and a crying slide guitar that accompanies each verse of the song. This combination creates an emotionally charged atmosphere and a palpable rawness that reflects the spirit of traditional blues.

The lyrics of the song are an honest and unreserved exploration of a transformative conversation, where long-hidden truths finally emerge. "Today at last, our voices met," the song begins, immediately setting the tone for a revealing dialogue. The choruses add a dimension of resonance to the story, while the harmonica intensifies the moments of painful introspection.

The slide guitar, meanwhile, not only accompanies but converses with the lyrics, reflecting the tension and emotional tearing of phrases like "the truth about us, it was true." Each chord and slide note seems to carry the weight of the confessions made and the secrets unveiled.

The song structure, with its repetitions in the chorus, amplifies the impact of the central revelation: "It was true." This leitmotiv intensifies with each repetition, underscoring the inevitability and weight of facing what had been ignored or hidden.

In "La cruel verdad", Federico Gerhardt not only delivers a musically rich and complex piece but offers a lyrical narrative that is both universal and deeply personal, making each listener see themselves reflected in its verses.

La cruel verdad

Patience My Child

(Translation above)

Tailleur de vers (auteur), compositeur de chansons françaises à la recherche d'interprètes.
Membre SACEM

J'ai toujours chanté depuis tout petit des chansons de toutes sortes d'abord en colonies de vacances, puis à l'école en tant qu'élève, puis dans la chorale de mon lycée et du conservatoire de Saint-Maur-des-Fossés, où j'ai aussi travaillé la clarinette, et, après avoir fait musicologie à la Sorbonne Paris IV, pendant 39 ans en tant que professeur d'éducation musicale dans les écoles élémentaires de la ville de Paris (aujourd'hui à la retraite) avec un répertoire pour enfants, de variété ou de chansons que j'ai écrites pour mes élèves.

C'est sans doute ce qui explique mon éclectisme tous azimuts  :
- musique classique : Double concerto pour violon, violoncelle et cordes, Nostalgia, Étude en forme d'hommage, Hymne à l'humanité, Promenade,
- chanson française : le Sablier cassé, Promenade vespérale, Depuis la nuit des temps, Au pays des oiseaux, À deux doigts du bonheur, La Mine d'or, La Vie est telle, Amoureux de ton désir, etc., 
- tango  : Insomnie, Tango passion, 
- samba : Version sans bas, 
- bossa nova : Cueille la nuit, la Sirène endormie, 
- jazz : Marchand d'illusions, Miaou, le Rubis, 
- funk : Love, Love, Love, 
- rap symphonique (si, si, ça existe !) : la Langue râpeuse, 
- biguine : la Fraise Tagada, les Fourmis,
- EDM : la Tête dans les étoiles,
- dance music : La Danseuse étoilée, C'est un feu d'artifices,
- pop : Freelance love, L'amour en freelance, Allume ta vie, On danse, We dance, Preuves d'amour, Zone interdite,
- disco : Enfants de la batterie, 
- rock : Une vie dense, 
- musiques d'ambiance :  Fujara, Romances sans parole,
- reggae : J'aurai ta peau,
- java : Je doute, Le crabe à 1000 pattes,
- danse traditionnelle française : La Bourrée
- world music : Invitation au voyage, Mon dernier t'aime

J'ai eu la chance et l'honneur de faire partie de deux ateliers d'écritures avec Chantal Grimm,  et de Claude Lemesle !

Verse cutter (author), composer of French songs looking for performers.
Member SACEM

I have always sung all kinds of songs since I was a child, first in summer camps, then at school as a student, then in the choir of my high school and at the conservatory of Saint-Maur-des-Fossés, where I also worked on the clarinet, and, after studying musicology at the Sorbonne Paris IV, for 39 years as a music education teacher in elementary schools in the city of Paris (now retired) with a repertory of children's songs, variety songs, or songs that I wrote for my students.

This probably explains my eclecticism :
- classical music : Double concerto for violin, cello and strings, Nostalgia, Étude en forme d'hommage, Hymne à l'humanité, Promenade,
French song : le Sablier cassé, Promenade vespérale, Depuis la nuit des temps, Au pays des oiseaux, À deux doigts du bonheur, La Mine d'or, La Vie est telle, Amoureux de ton désir, etc., 
- tango : Insomnie, Tango passion,
- samba : Version sans bas, 
- bossa nova : Cueille la nuit, la Sirène endormie,
- jazz :  Marchand d'illusions, Miaou, le Rubis, 
- funk : Love, Love, Love, 
- symphonic rap (yes, it exists !) : la Langue râpeuse, 
- biguine :  la Fraise Tagada, les Fourmis, 
- EDM : la Tête dans les étoiles,
- dance music : La danseuse étoilée, C'est un feu d'artifices, 
- pop : Freelance love, L'amour en freelance, Allume ta vie, On danse, We dance, Preuves d'amour, Zone interdite,
- disco : Enfants de la batterie, 
- rock : Une vie dense, 
- ambient music : Fujara, Romances sans parole, 
- reggae : J'aurai ta peau,
- java : Je doute, Le crabe à 1000 pattes,
- traditional French dance : La Bourrée.
- world music : Invitation au voyage, Mon dernier t'aime

I had the chance and honor to be part of two writing workshops with Chantal Grimm, and Claude Lemesle!

Le Rouquin (Christian Portet / Myckaël Marcovic)

Myckael Marcovic

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