Name: NECROSIS Project - P.I.D.A.R. (ukr Version) by NECROSIS Project
Duration: 1 min 58 s
Description: The first single of the Ukrainian brutal grind death group is dedicated to the war in Ukraine and the inglorious death of the Russian pig-dog soldiers

Written, performed, mixed, and mastered by Jed Lapp.
Beat by DJ Polo.
"Teacher" vocals:  Lydia Matamoros-Lapp
Cover art of me and my 4th grade class at Franklin Intermediate School in LIttle Rock, Ar.

Growing Up Different (beat. DJ Polo)

The first single of the Ukrainian brutal grind death group is dedicated to the war in Ukraine and the inglorious death of the Russian pig-dog soldiers

NECROSIS Project - P​.​I​.​D​.​A​.​R (Single)

NECROSIS Project - P​.​I​.​D​.​A​.​R (ukr. version)

NECROSIS Project - P.I.D.A.R. (ukr Version)

Bright and moody all at the same time! Song about origins.

Black Holes Or Stars

Produced, arranged, mix and master by hLo(@hLo-64)
Music, Lyrics & Vocals: Hervé Louradour
French lyrics and English traduction below...

Cela fait dix ans que cette chanson sommeille dans un carton,
Un fragment de pensée, une esquisse d’émotion.
Aujourd’hui, je la sors de son cocon,
Pour lui donner des ailes, enfin, après tant d’attente.

Certaines paroles n’ont pas besoin de sens,
Elles viennent, comme un souffle, comme un instant.
Tout est parti d’une phrase, une seule, qui me hantait :
« Le Temps qui passe n’efface pas
Les traces, de l’absence des cadences,
Ni l’enfance.
Endormis, impuissants que nous sommes,
Nous, les Hommes. »

Les Papillons…
Ils me fascinent.
De la chenille fragile et prisonnière,
Émerge un être libre,
Qui craque sa chrysalide,
Déploie ses ailes et s’envole.

Leur vie est brève, à peine 15 jours,
De l’œuf à la lumière,
Un parallèle troublant,
Avec nos existences fragiles et fugaces.
Nous aussi,
Nous sommes des Papillons.

Lyrics ---------------------
COMME DES PAPILLONS:
Le temps qui passe
 N’efface pas les traces 
De l’absence des cadences 
Ni l’enfance
 Endormis impuissants que nous sommes 
Nous les Hommes (X2)

Le temps qui passe
 N’élimine pas les âmes 
Ni les blâmes 
Etonnés par les ombres que nous sommes 
Nous les Hommes (X2)

Refrain (X2):
 Alors nous nous serrons
 Comme des papillons
 Qui attendent leur tour
 A l’orée du jour

Le temps qui passe
 N’efface pas les traces
 Des désirs si tenaces
 Qui nous lassent
 Emportés par les vagues qui nous assomment 
Nous les Hommes (X2)

Le temps qui passe
 N’empêche pas l’errance
 De nos rêves 
Qui s’achèvent
 Décimés par nos guerres imbéciles  
Nous les Hommes (X2)

Alors nous nous serrons
 Comme des papillons
 Qui attendent leur tour
 A l’Orée du jour

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Ten years ago, this song lay dormant in a drawer,
A fragment of thought, a sketch of emotion.
Today, I release it from its cocoon,
To finally give it wings, after so much waiting.

Some words don’t need meaning,
They come like a breath, like a fleeting moment.
It all began with a single phrase, one that haunted me:
"Time goes by
Doesnt’ erase the traces
Of the absence of rhythms
Nor of childhood
Drowsy and powerless as we are
We Humans"

Butterflies…
They fascinate me.
From a fragile, imprisoned caterpillar,
Emerges a free being,
Breaking its chrysalis,
Unfurling its wings, and taking flight.

Their lives are brief, barely 15 days,
From egg to light,
A troubling parallel,
With our fragile, fleeting existences.
We too,
Are butterflies.

Lyrics ---------------------
LIKE BUTTERFLIES 
Time goes by
Doesnt’ erase the traces 
Of the absence of rhythms
Nor of childhood
Drowsy and powerless as we are
We Humans

Time goes by
Doesn’t obliterate the souls
Nor the blames
Stunned as we are by our shadowy figures
We Humans

Refrain. 
 We then stick together
Like butterflies  waiting for their turn
At the break of day

Time goes by
Doesn’t erase the traces 
Of stubborn desires
That wear us down
Benumbed  as we are by rolling waves 
We humans

Time goes by
And our dreams keep wandering
So close to their end
Wiped out by our domestic feuds
We Humans

Then we stick together
Like butterflies  waiting for their turn
At the break of day

Traduction par Gérard Hugues

Comme des Papillons

THE FUNKINBLUES(elevatormusic)

I have always liked the sound of the flute.
There are many of them. I was looking for a specific sound. 
But I didn't know what it was called correctly. 
Finally, years later, I found the flute I wanted. I was so happy. 
This type of flute is called "Low Whistle C#". Kind of Native American style.
I wanted to add a flute to at least one song.but then it became part of Leafage and was added to several songs. Very unexpected for me.
Also i found myself to play on some percussion (djembe) and Jew's harp (Vargan, Dan Moi)
It brings some Folk vibes to songs. Especially on this one "Resurrection" track


Leafage - Resurrection

Demo2

Endless (2005)

Faces in the Crowd
Live at  HardRock Club - Year 2000 Portugal  (sound check)
Carlos R & The Deep Flower Band
Composition, lyrics and vocals - Carlos R
The Band - Nuno Marques, Joao Cabral, Sergio Oliveira
As for the sound quality, it was the best I could do taking into account the recording made with a cell phone.

Faces in the crowd LIVE

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https://open.spotify.com/artist/0MdXpBjjp7ztNbcaGeCPNv

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