nice vocal, and I like the instrumentation.  I wish I understood French, but I don't although my roots are French!

ca me penser à Brassens, ce qui est un compliment :-)

Très chouettes paroles ! A tout jamais Brassens, on aurait tant besoin de lui dans ce monde de bien-pensants

Amazing song! Great feeling. Always feel I should (re)learn french <3

this is a great sounding song, vocals and guitar play off each other perfectly

This song is part of 'In Vain, Vol 1' : https://soundcloud.com/lazyavenue/sets/in-vain-vol-1-1

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Lonely Dance 

Welcome to the sound of night
Everyone is talking out
I can only hear from you
Let's make a noise.. all right. 

Why don't you ever come to me and stay for lonely dance?
Can you see me in the sound of lonely night?
Have you ever wished for the lovely night of shooting star? 
Here we go again, 
I don't why, and you don't know why, and you.. 

Never ever say goodbye
Can't you see I am here right now?
You can always come and shine
Like a shooting star.. all down.

Never ever say goodbye
You can always come and shine
But I can only stay for you, 
Like a shooting star..
Like a shooting star.. yes.
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Lonely Dance

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Lyrics:
Driving down the highway
with nothing on my mind
A thousand miles from nowhere
and all I have is time
If I can't be there by tomorrow
well that'll be just fine
This life is just a journey
so come on let’s take a ride

I’ll never go back
to the place that I’m from
It took a whole of lot of dying
to see how the damage was done

Lost city of angels
a cross roads in the sun
I’ve got my top rolled down
as though I’m the only one
But as I look around me
I see I’m not alone
Me and my fellow travelers
we’re searching for a home 

I’ll never go back
to the place that I’m from
It took a whole of lot of dying
to see how the damage was done

Finally at my destination
but it’s time that I moved on
Getting stuck in the same situation
well that would be just wrong
Turns out I need to wander
to truly feel alive
This life is just a journey
so come on let’s take a ride

I’ll never go back
to the place that I’m from
It took a whole of lot of dying
to see how the damage was done


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Misdirection

Nowhere Ride

(Translation above)
Chanson écrite dans le cadre des ateliers d'écriture de Claude Lemesle, immense parolier français, avec pour double thème : "Mamifestations" et "En surfant sur un mirage".
En hommage à Georges Brassens.

Mamifestations

En mars, au premier dimanche
Alors qu’il faisait frisquet
Rue des Gaules défilait
Un flot de mamies étranges
Pour la fête des grand-mères
Ell’s marchaient à moitié nues
Quell’ moitié était vêtue ?
Au choix de leur hémisphère !

Ah ! ces mamies
Ah ! ces fesses
Ah ! ces mamifestations !

Je voyais aux banderoles
Des slogans vindicatifs
Et des dessins suggestifs
Qu’on n’apprend pas à l’école
L’armée de gants de toilettes
Et de fesses amollies
Avait pour tout alibi
D’être encor’ apt’s aux courbettes
(ref)

Ell’s réclamaient sans vergogne
En rejetant l’air glaciair’
De pouvoir chauffer leur chair
De tout objet dans leur pogne
J’ pense à la cann’  de grand-mère
À la crosse en form’ de C
En train d’ranimer l’ point G
Et l’ point O de son derrière
 (ref)

Mais le faire avec l’arthrose
Ça fatigue les poignets
Et peut laisser par excès
Quelques plaies ou ecchymoses
Petits-enfants, pour offrandes
Laissez fleurs et chocolats
Offrez pour leur nirvana
Un gode à télécommande
(ref)

Mais pardonnez ces images
Dues à la consommation
De psychotropes qui m’ont
Fait surfer sur un mirage.

Salles manies
Manifestes
Salles manifestations !

Myckaël Marcovic, le 28 octobre 2021

Song written in the framework of the writing workshops of Claude Lemesle, immense French lyricist, with for double theme : "Mamifestations" and "En surfant sur un mirage".
In tribute to Georges Brassens.

Mamifestations

In March, on the first Sunday
While it was chilly
Rue des Gaules paraded
A stream of strange grannies
For the grandmother's day
They walked half naked
Which half was dressed?
To the choice of their hemisphere!

Ah ! these grannies
Ah! these buttocks
Ah ! these mamifestations !

I saw in the banners
Vindictive slogans
And suggestive drawings
That we don't learn at school
The army of toilet gloves
And softened buttocks
Had for all alibi
To be still apt to the bows
(ref)

They shamelessly claimed
By refusing the cold air
To be able to heat their flesh
Of any object in their fist
I think of grandma's cane
With the C-shaped stick
Reanimating the G-spot
And the O point of her butt
 (ref)

But doing it with arthritis
It tires the wrists
And can leave by excess
Some wounds or bruises
Grandchildren, for offerings
Leave flowers and chocolates
Offer for their nirvana
A remote control dildo
(ref)

But forgive these images
Due to the consumption
Of psychotropic drugs that made me
Made me surf on a mirage.

Bad manners
Obvious
Bad manifestations !

Myckaël Marcovic, October 28, 2021

Mamifestations

Getaway

The Turning Point

I, I don't need a sign
To protest what you're doing
To protest what you're doing
Is that alright? I'm not your kind
Cause' I, I don't follow blind
The faith in what you're leading
The faith in what you're leading
It has died, crucified, oh...
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Enter nothingness, throw it all away
Face of emptiness, need some regime change
So complacent with all the thoughts you keep
In too deep with this self indulging way
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Hide from all your lies
It's bullshit what you're saying
It's bullshit what you're saying
in my eyes you're not right
Mirror your disguise, breaking glass today
All along this time, you've been in my way
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Enter nothingness, throw it all away
Face of emptiness, need some regime change
So complacent with all the thoughts you keep
In too deep with this self indulging way

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The Fall of Saigon asked to add a vocal to our tune and we welcomed him to do so. The original wasn’t written with vocals in mind so we figured it was going to be a tricky thing to do. The Fall of Saigon worked his descriptive lyrics in very well, capturing the spirit of being calm and optimistic in a hurricane. 

Hear more from The Fall of Saigon: https://soundcloud.com/thefallofsaigon

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Credits:
Rebecca Williams - bass, percussion, synths, production. 
Andrea Pierantoni - guitars, production. 
Lyrics & Vocals - The Fall of Saigon
Mixing and mastering by Andrea at Never Enough Cowbell Studios. 
Cover art by Rebecca.
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Lyrics:

Le ciel, assoupi,
Lentement a noirci.
Se lève le vent,
Avant l'ouragan

Tu peux t'affoler.
Lentement perdre pied.
Mais peu importe le temps,
Tu restes sur l'estran.

Les arbres embrasés
S'effondrent à tes pieds.
Garde ton attention.

Les vagues déchainées
Veulent te submerger.
Elles crient même ton nom.

Elles veulent te submerger.
Te submerger.
Elles crient même ton nom.

Voilà, tout est passé.
Tes larmes ont séché.
Serein à présent,
Face à l'ouragan.

Le ciel, obscurci,
Maintenant, s'éclaircit.
Les arbres foudroyés,
Te servent de trophée.

~ 2022 Guillaume Pognon

Sky, asleep,
Slowly blackened.
The wind rises,
Before the hurricane

You can panic.
Slowly losing your footing.
But no matter the weather,
You stay on the foreshore.

Burning trees
Collapse at your feet.
Keep your attention.

The raging waves
Want to overwhelm you.
They even shout your name.

They want to overwhelm you.
Overwhelm you.
They even shout your name.

That's it, everything has passed.
Your tears have dried.
Serene now,
Facing the hurricane.

The sky, darkened,
Now clears up.
Shattered trees,
Serve as a trophy.

An Optimist In A Hurricane (feat. The Fall Of Saigon)

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When you can’t believe your luck and believe you will destroy your chance at happiness

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Going Home (See end for Credits)
Your eyes are fixed upon the window
my eyes are glued upon the door
guess we've come to this decision
a thousand times before
I know exactly how your feeling
but not exactly what it's for
yesterday's just like tomorrow
today we're back for more
And if I count the times I should have walked away
we're surely better off alone
today's tomorrow's are tomorrow's yesterdays
think I'm going home!
I wasn't built for disappointment
you wasn't made for all this pain
shall we book our next appointment
and start it all again?
And if I count the times I should have walked away
we're surely better off alone
today's tomorrow's are tomorrow's yesterdays
think I'm going home!
Your eyes still fixed upon the window
my eyes still glued upon the floor
yes we've come to this decision
a thousand times before

Andrew Smith: Songwriting, Vocals, Acoustic, Mix&Master
Josh Smith: Synth
Vitor Pegas (Purtugal) Electric Guitars, Strings, Synth
Jim (Windsor UK) Bass
Dean W (Australia) Drums

Going Home

(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!

Mamifestations

Myckael Marcovic

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