Never disappoints! Vocal styling reminds me of Endless Art by A HOUSE! Added to playlist, Steven Vellou & Friends vol 1. https://soundcloud.com/gothic-funk/sets/steven-vellou-friends-vol-1

always the somewhat "touched" lyrics-really wonderful stuff

super cool collaboration with Tea R Sea, love how it sounds like a Mystic Tape Deck sound, yet also I was wondering, is this Mystic Tape Deck? Love the spoken word, great vivid poetry, super cool chaotic intense production work, it all works really well together!!!

lilac wine. rest ing peace. i'm really sorry.

Lilac Wine

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

Company Jogging Funk

A nostalgic look back at childhood…memories of visits to my Acadian grandmother in the Acadian village of Kippens, NL. Honouring the memories of grandmothers everywhere…

This piece was created during a Fredericton Arts Alliance Residency. Guitar music composed and performed by Bryan McDaniel.

Strawberries

Sliding down with my shovel and pail
Off in the distance I see a whale
Time to see grandma 
to be nourished and fed

Bread and drizzled honey
Homemade bread and homemade cream
And strawberries

Morning awake, soft dreams fill my head
Perhaps today I will be fairy led
The smell of wild clover
Over and over, it is spread

The grass has grown a mile above my head
I can make it dance and never be seen
You’d think you watching inside of a dream
Now home to grandma in her strawberry bed.

Bread and drizzled honey
Homemade bread and homemade cream
And Strawberries

It’s so sweet that you want repeat
It’s so sweet that you want to repeat

Bread and drizzled honey
Homemade bread and homemade cream
And Strawberries

Bread and drizzled honey
Homemade bread and homemade cream
And Strawberries

Strawberries

Dollar General

Room With a View

No title for this one yet,so all suggestions welcome.

Careless and immortal
Time goes drifting by
Turning full circle
No time to say goodbye

I foolishly imagined
We'd go on and on
I never knew what we had
'Til it was gone

Behold the gift of hindsight
If only we had known
Contempt for our birthright
Trouble is homegrown

I foolishly imagined
We'd go on and on
I never knew what we had
'Til it was gone

Project 27.05.23

sakat(demo)

Original by : FPMORISTUDIO/Francois Pierre Morin

Morning light

Collab w the great @Tea_are_sea (source tracks)

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PS Perkins of Mystic Tape Deck: Lyrics, Guitar, Robot Drums, Slice n Dicer, Salad Spinner, Snuggling Bears, Toenail Creams

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Soundless syllables tumble from clacking keyboards
No breath behind them, no flapping meat of tongue
No hiss of air squirting through saliva moistened glands
Words hurled into the ether, never piercing air
Just a void of space between screen and brain
And endless war, all around us human suffering
Rattling guns spraying hot globs of lethal loathing
Led by lecherous liars, far removed in boardrooms
Rolling across their polished marble floors 
In luxurious leather chairs
Sprays of spittle, squabbling over jagged graphs
Submerged in sticky syrups 
Selling toenail creams
Stain removers, starchy stiffeners, snuggling bears
Glitter ponies gliding through morning scented meadows
Where the wallet fruit hang ripe, heavy and sweet with sap
Honey dripping from their checkbooks
Self appointed, self anointed deities, hidden dealers of death
Life affirming, fate confirming algorithmic determinations
Bloated words, puffy and gaseous, 
Farting out of flaring mouths
Exhaust pipes roaring, belching blackened clouds
The song of industry now ineludible, vibrational prisons
Noxious noise where a hundred years ago there was silence
Murmuring melodies of malodorous murder machines
Something to sell you, something to tell you
Coins to jingle gently in your pocket
As gluttonous gobs drip with drool
Leaving slobbery stains and muddy smears
Ground into the social fabric
By the twisting intemperate heels
Of four thousand dollar shoes

Tea R Sea: Social Fabric / PS Perkins: Four Thousand Dollar Shoes

MTG - TO VOLTANDO PRA MINHA EX

MTG - TO VOLTANDO PRA MINHA EX ( DJ RB DO MDP ) Ft. MC RKOSTTA & MC SACI

Progressive composition at the junction of genres and a great experiment with instruments
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Terra Sapiens - Der Schwarze Geist

AVANT GARDE | GUTTER PROG | GARAGE JAZZ

A Multimedia Puzzle-Story Of An Immortal Being's Struggle To Define And Exert Their Will Upon A Wholly Deterministic And Ambivalent Multiverse, And The Strange Cult Who Loves Them.

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"A prominent feature of avant-garde music is to break through various rules and regulations of traditional culture, in order to transcend established creative principles and appreciation habits. Avant-garde music pursues novelty in musical form and style, insisting that art is above everything else; thus, it creates a transcendental and mysterious sound world. Hint, metaphor, symbol, association, imagery, synesthesia and perception are widely used in avant-garde music techniques to excavate the mystery of human heart and the flow of consciousness, so that many seemingly unrelated but essentially very important events interweave into multi-level structures and forms."

Tea R Sea: Social Fabric / PS Perkins: Four Thousand Dollar Shoes

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