(English translation below...)

En collaboration avec le très talentueux Guitarbeard sur son titre Mono https://soundcloud.com/coda2009/mono qu'il a bien voulu me prêter pour que j'y mette des paroles françaises.
Paroles, mélodie et chant : Myckaël Marcovic

In collaboration with the very talented Guitarbeard on his track Mono https://soundcloud.com/coda2009/mono that he kindly lent me to put some french lyrics.
Lyrics, melody and vocals : Myckaël Marcovic

Mono
 
J'avais le cœur en mono
Non pas en monogamie, 
Mais en monophonie.
Monotonie à l'infini.
Dans un long tunnel sans écho.
Comme une rue vide le soir 
Étalant poubelles et cafard

Je me battais contre l'ennui
Comme une guerre sans ennemi
Sans jamais perdre ni gagner
Histoire de ne pas perdre pied
Je faisais semblant d'avancer
Comme un robot bien programmé
J'avais pour toute certitude
Ma solitude !

Mais un beau jour, en plein midi
Soudain le soleil a surgi
Plus blond que le blé de l'été
Plus chaud que le cœur d'un brasier
Elle a émergé d'un nuage
Moi, je croyais à un mirage
Que mes yeux me jouaient des tours
Dans les vertiges de l'amour

Je me suis laissé enivré
Par ses bras, ses yeux, ses baisers
Nous avons bu jusqu'à la lie
Le nectar de ce paradis
Nous avons planés dans les cieux
Et même tutoyé les Dieux
Pour nous brillait tout le cosmos
À l'image de notre osmose.

Nous étions le couple parfait
Que tous nos amis nous enviaient
Les divorcés, célibataires
Les indécis, langues de vipère
Tous prêts à nous donner un jour
Le grand prix Nobel de l'amour !
Même les militaires en hommage
Auraient tourné leur dernière page...

Y a-t-il eu sur Terre un jour
Autant de bonheur et d'amour ?
La question ne se pose pas
Quand l'évidence est là !

Mais quand on a les yeux au ciel
Aveuglé par trop d'arc-en-ciels
Il y a toujours un serpent
Pour nous gratifier de ses dents
Celui-là de la pire espèce
N'avait pas deux sous de largesse
Il a distillé dans nos vies
Le venin de la jalousie

Ressort cassé
Tout est tombé
Nos cœurs brisés
Ont éclaté
Plus de cosmos
Mais juste un os
Trop décharné
Bon à jeter

Et me revoilà en mono
Monophonie, seul dans ma nuit
Veux-tu encore de moi, la vie ?
Dis-moi oui !
Offre-moi encore un cadeau
Je l'accepterai sans histoire
Mais délivre-moi de ces soirs
De ces poubelles et ces cafards

Je me battrai contre l'ennui
Dans cette guerre, mon ennemi
Je te promets de la gagner
Histoire de ne pas perdre pied
Et tu me feras avancer
Comme un être humain condamné
À regarder vers les étoiles
Mon littoral !

Paroles de Myckaël Marcovic,
Mélodie de Myckaël Marcovic sur une musique de Sergey Chuprikov, 16 novembre 2020

I had the heart in mono
Not in monogamy, but in monophony.
Monotony to infinity.
In a long tunnel without echo.
Like an empty street at night 
Spreading garbage and roach

I was fighting against boredom
Like a war without an enemy
Without ever losing or winning
So as not to lose my footing
I pretended to move forward
Like a well programmed robot
I had for all certainty
My solitude!

But one fine day, in the middle of the day
Suddenly the sun came out
More blond than the summer wheat
Hotter than the heart of a blaze
She emerged from a cloud
I thought it was a mirage
That my eyes were playing tricks on me
In the dizziness of love

I let myself be intoxicated
By her arms, her eyes, her kisses
We drank to the dregs
The nectar of this paradise
We soared in the skies
And even touched the Gods
For us the whole cosmos was shining
In the image of our osmosis.

We were the perfect couple
That all our friends envied us
The divorced, the single
The undecided, the tongue-tied
All ready to give us one day
The great Nobel Prize of love!
Even the military in homage
Would have turned their last page...

Has there ever been on Earth
So much happiness and love?
The question does not arise
When the evidence is there!
...

Words of Myckaël Marcovic,
Melody by Myckaël Marcovic with music by Sergey Chuprikov, November 16, 2020

Mono  (Guitarbeard / Myckaël Marcovic)

First attempt at somewhat epic music, be it cliché or not...
Next time, it's most likely going to be something much calmer and hopefully a little more melodically interesting, sorry for that :P

In any case, I do want to invest more time into orchestral stuff, I'm itching to go into the Jeremy Soule / Skyrim direction and make something warm and welcoming for a bloody change. All this melancholic or dramatic stuff is getting a little depressing to be honest...

In any case,
Cheerio!

To The Core

TO THE CORE

ALFONSO LLORENTE: LYRICS, VOCALS, ACOUSTIC GUITARS, ELECTRIC GUITARS, KEYS, BASS, DRUMS, PERCUSSION, SHAKER & COWBELL

I wrote this song last year when the Coronavirus pandemia started to show its ugly face. Since then things got worst,  so I decided to play again this song just to remind every body that we must  not dance with naked death.....

Upon request, here´s the translation to English:

DON'T DANCE WITH NAKED DEATH

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
I won't dance with her

At a party we are
With Naked Death
I don't want to dance with that ugly girl
Oh how ugly!
No matter how much you look at me
As much as I am encouraged
I won't take a step with you
You´re not my babe
What is your name?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
I won't dance with her
She is naked death 
Coronavirus is called
Naked Death
I will stay in my house
And my dreams will make me dance
My guitar will sing
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Don't dance with Coronavirus
It is Naked Death
No no no no,
Don't dance with Coronavirus
With Coronavirus! 


NO BAILES CON LA MUERTE EN PELOTA

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No bailaré con ella 

En una fiesta estamos 
Con la muerte en pelota
Yo no quiero bailar con esa chica tan fea
¡Uy que fea!
Por más que me mire
Por más que me anime
No daré un paso con ella
No es mi nena 
¿Como se llama?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No bailaré con ella 
Es la muerte en pelota
Coronavirus se llama 
La muerte en pelota
Me quedaré en mi casa 
Y mis sueños me harán bailar
Mi guitarra cantara
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No bailes con Coronavirus 
Es la muerte en pelota 
No, no, no, no, 
No bailes con Coronavirus 
Con Coronavirus!

NO BAILES CON LA MUERTE EN PELOTA  (Alfonso Llorente)

COMBSTEAD and I made another!
Check out COMBSTEAD: https://soundcloud.com/markcombs-92828285

Pound Of Flesh - COMBSTEAD / Robert Grigg

Dedicated to my sister-in-law, who passed within hours after this song was finished.  Each time I listen to it she is in my thoughts.  Kelley, you are in God's hands now, and we will ensure that my brother and your children are loved and cared for.  You are cherished.

Solemn

No Man's Land

Hey guys, okay? A sound with an indigenous footprint for you! Please comment and share! Helps a lot!!

Tribes

"All civilizations become either spacefaring or extinct." - Carl Sagan

Dive into another world, beyond the current frontier of human expansion.

This one has been in progress on and off for roughly the last 15 months. Let me know what you think about the final result! To be featured on my upcoming release, "DVĀRAM."

Beyond

Throw The Guilt

all lyrics by B. Brecht
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bertolt_Brecht

I

Truly, I live in dark times!
The harmless word is foolish. An unfurrowed brow
Points to apathy. He who laughs
Has not yet heard
The terrible news.
What times are these, in which
A talk about trees is all but a crime
For it implies we say nothing about so many others.
He who goes quietly across the road,
Is surely no longer reachable for his friends
Who are in need?
It is true: I merely earn my keep
But, believe me: that is just a coincidence. Nothing
That I do gives me the right to eat my fill.
By chance I have been spared. (If my luck does not hold,
I am lost.)
They tell me: eat and drink! Be glad to be among the haves!
But how can I eat and drink when
I take what I eat from the starving and
Those who have died of thirst go without my glass of water?
And yet I eat and drink.
I would gladly also be wise.
In the old books is written what wisdom is:
To keep oneself out of the strife of the world
To live out the short time one has
Without fear
To dispense with violence
To repay evil with good –
The wise do not seek to satisfy their desires,
But to forget them.
Yet these things I cannot do:
Truly, I live in dark times!

II

Into the cities I came in a time of anarchy
As hunger reigned.
Among men I came in a time of turmoil
And I rose up with them.
And so passed
The time given to me on earth.
My food I ate amid the slaughter.
To sleep I laid down among the murderers.
I was wont to love with abandon
And I regarded nature with impatience.
And so passed
The time given to me on earth.
The streets led into the swamp in my time.
The tongue betrayed me to the slaughterers.
I was capable of little. But the rulers
Sat more confidently without me, that I hoped.
And so passed
The time given to me on earth.
The powers were limited.
The destination
Lay far off in the distance
It was distinctly visible, though for me
scarcely to be reached.
And so passed
The time given to me on earth.

III

You, who shall emerge from the flood
In which we have gone under,
Remember
When you speak of our weaknesses,
Also the dark time
That you have escaped.
Go forth we did, changing more often than our shoes our country
Through the wars of the classes, despairing
When there was only injustice and no revolt.
And yet we know:
Also the hatred of the reprehensible
Distorts the features.
Also the anger at injustice
Makes the voice grow hoarse. Oh we
Who wished to sow the seeds of brotherhood
Could not ourselves be brotherly.
But you, when at last the time comes
That man is a helper to his fellow man,
Remember us
With leniency.

An Die Nachgeborenen (speech by Bertolt Brecht)

1st guitar rec. rhythm & lead not mandolin rhythms

 Ti'll the Cows come Home)

Flat on Down its me - lead Guitar

(Translation above)

Auteur-compositeur de chansons françaises qui n'attendent que de bons interprètes. 
Après des études au conservatoire et musicologie à la Sorbonne, j'ai enseigné l'éducation musicale à des élèves en école élémentaire de 1982 à 2021.

Dès 1989, alors que je découvrais la MAO, j'ai commencé à faire des centaines d'arrangements de chansons pour enfants ou adultes dans tous les styles pour les faire chanter. Cette solide expérience m'a amené dans un premier temps à composer des chansons pour mes élèves. Puis, je me suis lancé dans un répertoire pour adultes. 132 chansons à ce jour !

Mon répertoire va de la danse traditionnelle française (La bourrée du maumarié), à l’EDM (La tête dans les étoiles) en passant par la musique classique (Double concerto pour violon, violoncelle et orchestre à cordes) et la chanson française, le gros du panier, avec le plus souvent cette pointe d’humour qui fait tant défaut aujourd’hui dans beaucoup de chansons, (ce qui est étonnant quand on voit autant d’humoristes fleurir aux six points de l’Hexagone…)

Même si certains apprécient ma façon de chanter, mes chansons sont faites pour de vrais interprètes qui aiment monter sur scène.

Né en 1961 à Paris.
Membre SACEM

Author-composer and performer... by default of French songs. 
After studying at the Conservatoire and musicology at the Sorbonne, I taught music education to elementary school pupils from 1982 to 2021.

As early as 1989, when I was just discovering computer-assisted music, I started making hundreds of arrangements of songs for children and adults in all styles, to get them to sing along. This solid experience initially led me to compose songs for my students. Then I started working on a repertoire for adults. 132 songs to date!

My repertoire ranges from traditional French dance (La bourrée du maumarié), to EDM (La tête dans les étoiles), classical music (Double concerto for violin, cello and string orchestra) and French chanson, the mainstay of my repertoire, most often with that touch of humor so lacking in so many songs these days (which is astonishing when you see so many humorists flourishing at the six points of the Hexagon...).

Even if some people like the way I sing, my songs are made for real performers who like to get up on stage.

Born in 1961 in Paris.
SACEM member

Mono (Guitarbeard / Myckaël Marcovic)

Myckael Marcovic