R and B

Never Ending Blues

Latin Jazz R&B Northern Soul (60s style) Photo taken at Isle of Wight, mod scooter rally. (New Untouchables)

Latin Soul time (150bpm)

I wrote this song about coming together when times are difficult. 
I wanted to use sand to represent a collective goal. In Spain there is a saying Mi granito de arena, which means My little grain of sand. If we all help towards a common goal then great things can happen. Like sand, each grain is small but collectively it can stop a flood. 

This track (and the harmonies) was written and recorded at home on my iPad :-)


Hourglass by Mia Wilks (Copyright Mia Wilks PRS)

I am there for you 
Just hold my hand 
And tiptoe over the mountains
I will hold your heart in place
I am near, feel my breath on your face 

I am there for you
You can reach out your hand
The hourglass, soft falling sand
Time will never disappear for us
I am there for you 
I am there for you
You can reach out your hand
The hourglass, soft falling sand
Time will never disappear for us
I am there for you 

Your pain is transparent
Far reaching inside your soul
You can’t heal the torture you feel
But a few moments pain I can steal
Whispering in the darkness
Secrets you can confess
No blame, your thoughts become the prison 
You can’t see your life’s vision
But I am there for you 

I am there for you
You can reach out your hand
The hourglass, soft falling sand
Time will never disappear for us
I am there for you
I am there for you
You can reach out your hand
The hourglass, soft falling sand
Time will never disappear for us
I am there for you 

There for you 
There for you 
There for you 
There for you 
There for you 
There for you 

I am there for you 
Just hold my hand 
And tiptoe over the mountains
I will hold your heart in place
I am near, feel my breath on your face 

There for you 
There for you 
There for you 
There for you

HOURGLASS

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.   Featuring Harmonica Solo. Steinway Acoustic Piano solo. Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Fender Rhodes Electric Piano Rhythm. Fender Electric Bass..Gibson L5 Electric Guitar Rhythm. Gibson SG Electric Guitar Rhythm. Horn Section, Trumpet, Alto, Tenor, Bari-tone Saxophones. Trap Drum set full kit. Percussion, Tambourine, Cowbell, 22" Zildjen Ride & Crash cymbal.

Release me

Niners Minor

BluesyBlues

Music : Janne Hennie & PJ Project
Lyrics & Vocals : Janne Hennie

You Can Sleep In Your Car W/ Janne Hennie

Quand on a la tête comme un bloc-note et qu'en plus on est resté un enfant avec tout son imaginaire et sa folie , cela donne une chanson amusante réalisée par deux copains qui ont 112 ans à tous les deux ... 😁😃
⛔ATTENTION⛔ !!! Contient des rimes en " otte et oque " pour ceux qui sont allergiques 😈
Compositeur/Musicien : Philippe SEGUINARD
Auteur-Mélodiste/Chant : Guillaume DULER
Chant : Sylvie TIRET
When your head's like a notepad and you're still a child with all your imagination and craziness, you get a fun song by two friends who are both 112 years old ... 😁😃
⛔ATTENTION⛔!!! Contains "otte et oque" rhymes for those who are allergic 😈
Composer/Musician: Philippe SEGUINARD
Songwriter/Melodist/Vocals: Guillaume DULER
Vocalist : Sylvie TIRET

Lyrics:
Dans mon bloc-note
Je dénote sans fautes
Comme un Don Quichotte
J'ai la tête qui flotte
Dans mon bloc-note
Ça funk et ça rock
Je change d'époques
Saute mouton saute !
Dans mon bloc-note
Je casse mes menottes
Je m'échappe du bloc
Les gardiens s'en moquent

Capitaine à docks
Sauve mes bébés phoques
Ma banquise part en flotte
Mon climat perd la note

Dans mon bloc-note
De bric et de broc
Pensées en bougeotte
Cerveau sans jugeotte
Dans mon bloc-note
L'araignée débloque
J'suis pas seul mon pote
On est en colloc 
Dans mon bloc-note
Y'a des anecdotes
Remplies de coyotes
A l'allure glauque

Capitaine à docks
J'en perds mes dreadlocks
J'tombe dans les compotes
Je veux sortir de ma grotte

Dans mon bloc-note
Y'a des phrases idiotes
Qui sont sans culottes
Petites patriotes
Dans mon bloc-note
J'suis pas un despote
Tous les mots me bote
Même les équivoques
Dans mon bloc-note
Je suis astronaute
Un peu cosmonaute
Même taikonaute

Capitaine à docks
Ouvre moi ta porte
Ma valise en plastoc
A reçu trop de chocs

Dans mon bloc-note
Des mémos en stocks
Les yeux à la coke
Je voudrais dire STOP !

In my notepad
I write without mistakes
Like a Don Quixote
My head is floating
In my notepad
It's funk and rock
I change eras
Jump sheep jump!
In my notepad
I break my handcuffs
I escape from the block
The guards don't care

Captain to the docks
Save my baby seals
My ice floe floats away
My climate loses its note

In my notepad
Of odds and ends
Thoughts on the move
Brains without gumption
In my notepad
The spider unlocks
I'm not alone, buddy
We're roommates 
In my notepad
There are anecdotes
Filled with coyotes
With a gloomy look

Captain of the docks
I'm losing my dreadlocks
I'm falling in the compotes
I want to get out of my cave

In my notepad
There are some silly phrases
That have no panties
Little patriots
In my notepad
I'm no despot
I'm not a despot
Even equivocations
In my notepad
I'm an astronaut
A little cosmonaut
Even a taikonaut

Captain of the docks
Open your door
My plastic suitcase
Has received too many shocks

In my notepad
Memos in stock
Coke in my eyes
I'd like to say STOP!

© Philippe SEGUINARD & Guillaume DULER  Novembre 2023

Bloc-Note 📔  (feat Sylvie Tiret) TRANSLATED

JERUSALEM CALLING 

this is purely for the love of playing in fact its my therapy 
I heard from beyond the grave to rock n roll

And I enjoy your guys music very much  


DISCLAIMER-- I mix and master this sound specifically using Audio Technica ATH-M20x Professional Monitor Headphones through a  Focusrite Scarlett Solo 4th Gen USB Audio Interface.   Also if its played through external speakers it probably sounds garbage.  It's mixed and mastered on headphones for headphones.  

BAND CAMP- https://jerusalemcalling.bandcamp.com/track/promises-to-abraham