The Breaching

This song is like a tear that felt from my eye, a heavy drift through what we are living in…

The Dispute

(No GenAI used - My voice + Vst instruments)
J'ai écrit cette chanson en pensant à certains lanceurs d'alerte visionnaires et courageux dans notre histoire qui se sont battus et continuent  de se battre, souvent seuls au début, jamais dans leur intérêt mais pour un monde meilleur, quitte à chambouler leur vie à jamais
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J'ai marché loin des cartes
Et j'ai vu des choses qui n’existent pas encore
Des lumières dans la nuit, des arbres vieux qui chantent
Et la vie qui disait merci

Mes mots tombent, sans écho 
Tu regardes ailleurs, isolé dans tes écrans
Je trace des cercles dans le sable rouge de mon sang
Des idées debout dans un monde qui dort

J'ouvre les yeux, je suis seul sur Mars
J'entends mon cri dans le casque
Qui s'éteint dans un vide infini

J'ai pris la route sous un ciel sans phare
Cherchant l'esprit derrière le masque
Rien n'est écrit

Je grave des poèmes sur des vitres givrées
Quand tout est figé, exilé dans ma capsule 
Des mots laissés pour ceux qui pourraient me trouver 
Espérant qu’un jour, ils feront le détour

J'ouvre les yeux, je suis seul sur Mars 
J'entends mon cri dans le casque
Qui s'éteint dans un vide infini 

J'ai pris la route sous un ciel sans phare

Et personne ne croit
Le monde que je vois
Mon rêve et ma voix

Et c'est ici que je vis
(Et personne ne croit) 
Vis seul sur Mars
(Le monde que je vois)
Dans mon esprit
(Mon rêve et ma voix)

Et c'est ici que je vis
(Et personne ne croit) 
Seul sur Mars
(Le monde que je vois)
Dans mon esprit
(Mon rêve et ma voix)

Et personne ne croit 
Le monde que je vois
Mon rêve et ma voix

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I walked away from maps
And saw things that don't exist yet
Lights in the night, old trees singing
And life saying thank you

My words fall, without echo 
You look elsewhere, isolated in your screens
I draw circles in the sand, red with my blood
Ideas standing in a sleeping world

I open my eyes, I'm alone on Mars
I hear my cry in the helmet
Fading into an infinite void

I hit the road under a lighthouse-less sky
Searching for the spirit behind the mask
Nothing is written

I engrave poems on frosted glass
When everything is frozen, exiled in my capsule 
Words left for those who might find me 
Hoping that one day, they'll make the detour

I open my eyes, I'm alone on Mars 
I hear my cry in the helmet
Fading into an infinite void

I hit the road under a lighthouse-less sky

And no one believes 
The world I see
My dream and my voice

And this is where I live
(And nobody believes) 
Live alone on Mars
(The world I see)
In my mind
(My dream and my voice)

And this is where I live
(And nobody believes) 
Alone on Mars
(The world I see)
In my mind
(My dream and my voice)

And nobody believes 
The world I see
My dream and my voice

Seul sur Mars

This is actually the third version of the song. I felt the original idea I’d roughed out with the keyboard and computer could be more interesting. So I reworked the whole track again (twice) adding several ‘hooks’. These were some vocal ‘stabs’, some keyboard/synth riffs as well as writing ( what I hope ) is a more interesting bass line. I beefed up the drum section too. I hope the fun I had creating it is reflected in the overall vibe of the track. Having said all this, the question is: did it actually work? 


Get Up

Created with Music Maker Jam. (music and vocals). 

Dark Light

Софьянушка

Naked as nature intended vocals by Anais Giulia @user-520332251
Words and sounds by Box Number Eleven
Image by Anais Giulia 👙

Bikini Babe #2 (featuring Anais Giulia)

Another recent recording from the latest batch of songs. I think the instrumental Noobly created on this is stunning he makes it so easy for me to fit vocal melodies.
A song about not wanting to let go of the sun in a relationship that made it so hot and fire.
Nothing lasts forever and just like flowers we wilt and die eventually but must come back stronger next time and regain our bloom. 
Conscience Of Kings gives you …..

Sun In My Fist 

V1
You said you hate getting flowers because that’s a gift that’s already dying 
Maybe there like you and me but at least Im trying
Help me understand I’m suffering the way I am
I’m buried under this weight of you, not giving a damn

Ch
Holding the sun in my fist 
It’s burning a hole in my wrist 
The success & hope depends on this 
So while I’m holding the sun in my fist
It will stop me spinning spinning out on this 

I will stay quiet out here in the open 
And you can carry on pretending that you are coping 
Undercutting my compliments and being really assertive
It’s never been  your style or a form of flirting 

Ch

Lead break 
2.55
You make my good days even better 
You bring the sun into to my weather 
If only you could see yourself through my eyes 
Then you would realise 
That’s why I’m holding 
The sun on my fist x3



To stop me spinning out on this …..


Sun In My Fist ~ Conscience Of Kings

I would like to introduce my son, Joseph, who indulged his dad and did a fabulous job of filling out the end of this short tune with some wonderful guitar soloing on the outro. Even though he has only been playing for a few years, he is miles ahead of where I was at his age as a musician. I couldn't be prouder, and I know that my dad is looking down and smiling, as he played piano and wrote music. I hope this is the first of many!  
May we present:  As an example.

As an Example

on your mark

get ready to

cannonball

into the blue



after swimming

sparkle all around you

catch the sound

breakers breaking



stop the boat

get ready to

pick a spot

to slip into



after swimming

as the sunlight bakes you

summer sips

on a sand dune



after swimming

after swimming

come swimming

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image by Leandro Crespi via Unsplash

After Swimming

You don't need a map to find paradise
I invite you to listen to my piano improvisation "Amusing Dates".

The sheet music of my compositions can be downloaded from here:
https://www.sheetmusicplus.com/publishers/victor-birkan-sheet-music/3028943?isPLP=1


Amusing Dates - Improvised Piano Piece

Art or something / first 100 songs/ideas project / 
49 complete / Self Produced

Inspirations: Deftones, John Murphy, King Crimson, Tera Melos, The Locust, Nile, Morbid Angel, Pile, King Krule, Meth Drinker, Job For a Cowboy, Dance Gavin Dance, The Mars Volta, The Fall of Troy, Poison The Well, Death, Stone Temple Pilots, TOOL, Norma Jean, Leftover Crack, Slint, Dystopia, Russian Circles

The Breaching

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