Song From A Secret Garden

A reimagining of Robert Schumann's Servant Rupert (Knecht Ruprecht), Op. 68, No. 12

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Knight No More (with Schumann)

LYRICS

I'd give your pretty head a little shake.
Cos maybe i'm not such a fool.
Ah now, you're out there hanging with the super freaks.
The ones who abhorred you at school. 

There's no reason to be this excited by.
Oh, it's only some shit up your nose.
You look in the mirror from your pallid eyes.
Good lookers never give you a rose. 

The cows in the fields,
Oh they get it for free,
They get it for free.
The cows in the fields,
Oh they get it for free,
Come get it with me. 

Overestimating your thinking time.
It's seconds not the years that you thought.
The days that you gave in waiting on the line.
Can't count all the shit that you bought. 

Perfecting a lazy impression of.
The dandiest man on the town.
Might fool all the others with your dirty clothes.
Someday everybody comes down. 

The cows in the fields,
Oh they get it for free,
They get it for free.
The birds and the bees,
Oh the cows and the trees,
They get it for free.
The cows in the fields,
Oh they get it for free,
Come get it with me. 

You think you'll have it down
your nose at us.
Now that it bleeds take a pass.
The wolf is laying right there in your grandma's bed.
My girl what big teeth that he has. 

I'd give your pretty head a little shake.
Cos maybe we're not such a fool.
Ah now, you're out there hanging with the super freaks.
The ones who abhorred you at school. 

The cows in the fields,
Oh they get if for free,
They get it for free.
The birds and the bees,
Oh the cows and the trees,
They get it for free.
The cows in the fields,
Oh they get it for free,
Come get it with me.


Cows (Get it)

Finally done with this one. Took a good bit longer than I anticipated, but the time was necessary as I couldn't quite figure out how to end the piece. I think my solution is rather elegant and smooth, here's hoping it's not only me thinking that :P

All in all, I am much happier with this second entry to Horizon compared to the first. I really tried keeping this piece as consistent and thematically / melodically / sonically tight as I could without sacrificing variety.
For the most part I'd say that I succeeded, here and there maybe not so much. But I have to look at the big picture to not go utterly insane as is my nature.

That's also why I will stop trying to fix tiny issues that I am hearing now (but maybe imagining, would not be the first time...) and force myself to be content with what I have, cause the more I listen and the more I look out for mistakes, the more I'll hear (imaginary or real) - drives you nuts.

Again - all in all, this is the best thing I have done to date, in my opinion at least. Maybe not the most bombastic, maybe not the most intricate, but certainly what I wanted to end up with from the get go.

This obviously does not mean that I think this is as close as I would like it to be to the standard that I am setting for myself - but closest out of all the things I've done so far. 
And that's an improvement I am happy with.

I hope you can find enjoyment and maybe some peace of mind in this piece of music (if you read this far that is, if not.. well, doesn't change anything).

Cheerio,
Cedric

HORIZON - A Skyrim Soundtrack Expansion Project

Frozen Meadows

HORIZON - Frozen Meadows

It's the Fourth ("IV") because this song has seen many permutations, and I've raided this pattern for bits of other tracks — like "Hope" on my last album. But it finally gets its due. I think it's about love or need or infatuation. Maybe even fear and admiration, but like, in a lightweight way.

Saturn IV

I THROW MY HANDS UP 👐 
I NEED 😲 Y'ALLS HELP HONESTLY PRETTY PRETTY PLEASE 🙏 
● CAN YOU LISTEN TO THIS ONE
& 
● COMPARE TO THESE OTHER TWO : 

● 'DOUBLE SHOT CAN PRACTICE SESSION NUMBER 1

● 'DOUBLE SHOT CAN PRACTICE SESSION NUMBER 2'

UNDER MY TRACK LIST posted hmmmmm
LEMME SEE IF I CAN PUT LINKS ON HERE.....derp 🙃

LET ME KNOW WHAT Y'ALL THINK ABOUT 🤔 THEM
Y'ALLS SUPPORT AND CONSTRUCTIVE FEEDBACK/OPINIONS ARE HONESTLY HAVE GOTTEN ME THIS WAY 
THANK Y'ALL SOOOOO VERY MUCH 

I MISS Y'ALL 
I HAVE A LOTTA CATCHING UP TO DO ! 
AND MORE COLLABS ECCCKKKKKK
 HOLY MOLYYYY 
I AM SO BLESSED AND 🙌 RICH THANK Y'ALL 

MUCH LOVE AND PEACE ✌️ TO Y'ALL XOXOXOXO 💙

my thoughts & good vibes & prayers are with y'all 🤗

KRAE- 'BE PROUD TO BE YOU' (PROD. BY HEAR ME BEATS) PRACTICE (SERIOUSLY)# THREE😶🆘️🆘️🆘️

One Saturday can't keep your dreams alive.
Stare at the ceiling try to call to mind.
Flashing the things you did the night before.
They've got you nowhere fifty times or more. 

Oh! weekend! showing up, were all falling out.
Oh! weekend! hopefully we'll sleep around. 
Oh! weekend! coming up and acting out.
Some weekends only bring you down. 

I never saw myself your low down way.
I always knew that I'd move on one day.
Oh I don't blame you and you can't blame me.
Nobody explains, what becomes of we. 

Oh! weekend! showing up, were all falling out.
Oh! weekend! hopefully we'll see you round. 
Oh! weekend! coming up and acting out.
Some weekends only bring you down. 

You're counting down again it starts Monday.
To get somewhere you give your dreams away.
Your fingers grasping at a closing door.
You would be gone, if you could just get more. 

Oh! weekend! showing up, were all falling out.
Oh! weekend! hopefully we'll sleep around. 
Oh! weekend! coming up and acting out.
Some weekends only bring you down.

Weekend

Simple Questions lyrics:
v1:
Saw her the other day
The most beautiful one
A girl I`ve not in my wildest dreams thought I`d ever meet

And so far I`m right
`Cause I didnt have the guts
To walk her up,and get in touch,asking some simple questions:

Chorus:
If she wanted to dance
If she wanted to talk
If she wanted a coffee,
or to go for a walk
If she could use a laugh,
or if she needed a shoulder
If she wanted to make this night one to remember when she grew older

v2:
Then again yesterday
I saw her in town
Looking ten times more beautiful than any of the other ones around

And then I thought,
If I was a `ladies man`,
I`d hit her up with small-talk and a smile, like only these guys can.

Chorus:
If she wanted to dance
If she wanted to talk
If she wanted a coffee,
or to go for a walk
If she could use a laugh,
or if she needed a shoulder
If she wanted to make this night one to remember when she grew older

v3:
But I`m not one of them,
So here I stand.
Watching her disappear while I`m disappointed with who I am...

-At least in my dreams.
she is coming towards me.
Making me retain my religious beliefs with just some simple questions:

Choirs:

If I wanted to dance
If I wanted to talk
If I wanted a coffee
or to go for a walk
If I could use a laugh
or if I needed a shoulder
If I wanted to make this night one to remember when I grew older

v4:

Then I wake up.
And find myself on my own
I brace myself for coffee as it is a bit draining having alone.

I check my phone for missed calls
although I know there are none
except for boosted coffee broken dreamers like me will always have a dry run.

`Closing`choirs:

yes this is me,
I will always be free.
this evil curse is my destiny.
I`m not much of a dancer.
nor am I a small talker
and I sure as hell wont be remembered when she grow older

Simple Questions

Translation above.

Sur le magnifique texte de Lucien Corma, un excellent auteur que je viens de découvrir.
Musique et voix : Myckaël Marcovic

Oublié

Une carte postale aux couleurs effacées
Envoyée par quelqu’un que je ne connais pas
Me dit que tout va bien, que tout est beau là-bas
Dans ce pays lointain que j’avais oublié

Seul dans cette maison où j’essaie de trouver
Un souvenir de moi un objet familier
Je ne vois sur les murs dans des cadres dorés
Que de fiers étrangers à jamais oubliés

Refrain
Oubliée ta voix
Oublié ton chant
Oublié ton rire emporté par le vent
Oubliée ta voix
Oublié ton chant
J’ai oublié ce que je savais de toi

Je suis parti un jour tout habillé de blanc
Je ne me souviens plus si quelqu’un m’attendait
La ville s’éloignait au bout des rails tremblants
J’ai laissé sur le quai un visage oublié

Tous ces gens que je croise à la tombée du soir
Ne savent pas qu’un jour moi aussi je nageais
Dans des eaux bien plus bleues que leur ciel de boulevard
Mais la plage est si loin qu’on l’a tous oubliée
(refrain)

La fraîcheur du matin engourdissait le port
Où le bateaux dansaient avec leurs ventres pleins
Le zigzag de ma vie s’échouait sur le corps
D’une sirène blonde qui me tendait la main

Dans un bar où dansaient des marins enfiévrés
Des filles à moitié nues montraient des dents de loups
Et leurs baisers brûlants me parfumaient le cou
M’emportaient hors du temps, me faisaient oublier
(refrain)
Oublier…

Un voyageur qui part, un autre qui revient
Se croisent sur le quai d’une gare endormie
Partir, puis revenir un jour au même point
Un soir au même point sur le i d’une vie

Paroles de Lucien Corma
Musique de Myckaël Marcovic, 31 janvier 2023

On the text of Lucien Corma, an excellent author that I have just discovered.
Music and voice : Myckaël Marcovic

Forgotten

A postcard with faded colors
Sent by someone I don't know
Telling me that all is well, that all is beautiful there
In this distant country that I had forgotten

Alone in this house where I try to find
A memory of me a familiar object
I see on the walls in golden frames
Only proud strangers forever forgotten

Refrain
Forgotten your voice
Forgotten your song
Forgotten your laughter carried by the wind
Forgotten your voice
Forgotten your song
I have forgotten what I knew of you

I left one day all dressed in white
I don't remember if anyone was waiting for me
The city was moving away at the end of the trembling rails
I left a forgotten face on the platform

All these people that I pass at nightfall
Do not know that one day I too was swimming
In waters much bluer than their sky of boulevard
But the beach is so far that we all forgot it
(refrain)

The freshness of the morning numbed the port
Where the boats danced with their full bellies
The zigzag of my life ran aground on the body
Of a blond mermaid who held out her hand to me

In a bar where fevered sailors danced
Half-naked girls were showing wolves' teeth
And their burning kisses perfumed my neck
Carried me out of time, made me forget
(refrain)
To forget...

A traveler who leaves, another who returns
Cross themselves on the platform of a sleeping station
To leave, then to return one day to the same point
One evening at the same point on the i of a life

Words by Lucien Corma
Music by Myckaël Marcovic, 31 January 2023

Oublié (Lucien Corma / Myckaël Marcovic)

A musical sketch to accompany original artwork by Nedyalko Delchev.

Some Ancient Power

The Sketch That Spilled

Sometimes I just need to music without words

I Was Looking For Art  Then I Saw You

(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!

Oublié (Lucien Corma / Myckaël Marcovic)

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