We all feel it sometimes...no control, tossed around by fate. With the car as a metaphor, Shael Wrinch and Chris Herbsen have a new tune, "Drive the Car". Vocals by Chris , Shael and introducing Sierra Wolfe with some gorgeous harmonies, and thanks also to Garth Mosbaugh ("The Nylons") for some wonderful piano!  Produced as always by Shael at Stone Hill studio on beautiful Bowen island. 

Lyrics:
Rusty sign on a rusty chain. Rusty town, not much to gain
Destiny is a dark and heavy load
Both hands upon the wheel, no control that I can feel
Here we are just victims of the road
                                                                    and the seeds we sowed.
Let me drive the car...
Fate has got my heart in tow, telling me which way to go.
Some day I'm gonna strike out on my own
This route mapped out for me, on a highway I cant see
A version of my life that I don't own
                                                                 On a wind I'm blown
Let me drive the car...
Through a windshield cracked and worn, nerves tattered, dreams are torn
Bad tires and fuel is running low
I know there's a road out there, smooth, warm, desert air
All I ask is time behind the wheel
                                                           and the miles I feel
Let me drive the car...

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Drive the Car

Drive The Car

Full track n°9 from the Scots Wha Hae album (2022) : as I've been hired in many weddings to play bagpipe throughout all these years, it gave me the inspiration to pen this tune.
Piste 9 de l'album Scots Wha Hae (2022), The Wedding (Le Mariage) m’a été directement inspiré par les nombreux mariages que j’ai animés avec mon spectacle de cornemuse en tenue traditionnelle écossaise.

Scots Wha Hae

The Wedding

Available also on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/0XOrQByl8cNK5pWGSY21xt?si=4d1e6bd4e5024a55

Nu myth

If I ever had pride in your eyes
It was the lies you said to me
That made it die inside of me
If I ever had pride in your eyes
It was the lies you said to me
That made it die inside of me
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Hold out, it's running down my back
What I stand for in myself, I'm feeling under attack
On the edge now, on the edge now
Shut down, the peace inside of me
Inner self is all but here, it's not a pleasant scene
You see now? You see now
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Drifting, further out
Away from your vibes that you're putting out
The bad energy, it flows
Stuck out in the storm
Caught in the rampage that you have poured on
Me now, me now
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If I ever had pride in your eyes
It was the lies you said to me
That made it die inside of me
If I ever had pride in your eyes
It was the lies you said to me
That made it die inside of me
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Prides gone from the way
You always beat me down and you do it again
I said high strung, the games you play
I always get back up just to do it again
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Now I'm seeking solace
Inner thoughts, provoking words, I need some self defense
Secure, how? Secure, how?
Tasteless, the way you do me wrong
In myself, I'm all but here, oh yeah, I'm fucking gone
A ghost cloud, a ghost cloud
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Drifting, further out
Away from your vibes that you're putting out
The bad energy, it flows
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If I ever had pride in your eyes
It was the lies you said to me
That made it die inside of me
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If I ever had pride in your eyes
It was the lies you said to me
That made it die inside of me
If I ever had pride in your eyes
It was the lies you said to me
That made it die inside of me
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Prides gone from the way
You always beat me down and you do it again
I said high strung, the games you play
I always get back up just to do it again

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Vangelis moments are a simple thing that I can offer to the great musician Vangelis ( the music is my way of composing ) , with whom I lived in the tavern during my childhood and my wonderful teenage years, his music made me come out of this reality and swim in the seas of his interesting fantasies, I cannot describe how sad I am for your leaving from this world, I promise I will continue to Go ahead and keep composing your great music and melody style ......R I P My Friend 🙏😢🌹

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Vangelis Moments

Sorry Sorry So

Introduction in English:
Since childhood, I have always enjoyed spending time in nature and especially in the woods. Often no one knew exactly where I was. I told my mother that I was in "Transylvania". Then she knew not to ask. 
At my secret nature places I always found a deep security and a protection from the everyday demands which threatened to overrun me from time to time. 
This is basically true to this day. 
I find it all the more painful that many forests in which I used to find so much peace and harmony no longer exist today or are threatened with extinction. 
I try to give this pain a musical expression with the song "Mother Earth". 
The cover for the song this time comes from the Polish artist Renata Golab.

Lyrics in English:

Mother earth

Stone rubble, sore veins,
Trees without bark root fracture
Lions toothless, worn nails,
Wingless birds in the canyon

Meadows pale, no play of clouds,
The wind song is menacingly silent
The milk of cows dry sand
Chicken gods stones eyeless at the edge

I hold the mother earth
Soon runs completely through my hand
So sore the mother earth
The last tree in the trunk already almost burned up

Meadows stand colorless on the pastures
Winds are unleashed and distraught
Cats without fur and without paws
Dogs without snouts, biting -shy

Rose bushes are a sea of stumps
Sunflowers pea-small
Birds do not sing, the stable is empty
The clouds, hard as moonstone

I hold the mother earth
Soon completely runs through my hand
So sore the mother earth
The last tree in the trunk already almost burned

Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire...

Deutscher Originaltext: 

Mutter Erde

Steingeröll, wundgeplatzte Adern
Bäume ohne Rinde Wurzelbruch
Löwen zahnlos, abgewetzte Nägel
Flügellose Vögel in der Schlucht

Wiesen bleich, kein Wolkenspiel
Der Windgesang ist drohend still
Die Milch der Kühe Trockensand
Hühnergötter-Steine augenlos am Rand

Ich halt die Mutter Erde
Rinnt mir bald völlig durch die Hand
So wund die Mutter Erde
Der letzte Baum im Stamm schon fast verbrannt

Wiesen stehen farblos auf den Weiden
Winde sind entfesselt und verstört
Katzen ohne Fell und ohne Tatzen
Hunde ohne Schnauzen, beissend -scheu

Rosensträuche sind ein Stümpfe-Meer
Sonnenblumen erbsenklein
Vögel singen nicht, der Stall steht leer
Die Wolken, hart wie Mondgestein

Ich halt die Mutter Erde
Rinnt mir bald völlig durch die Hand
So wund die Mutter Erde
Der letzte Baum im Stamm schon fast verbrannt.

Brand, Brand, Brand, Brand, Brand, Brand….

Mutter Erde (Mother Earth)

Who you are 

still early in the morning
and the day begins 
when everything s so beautiful
i'm blown away 
about how lucky i am 
suddenly the wind picks up
and black clouds are gathering
the storm explodes
without me understanding 
what really happened 

look at me i want to understand 
who you are 
explain me i need to learn 
who you are 
your dark moods torment me 
so tell me , who you are 

at the corner of my mouth 
a taste of honey 
and i feel like i touch the sky
as if this world was no longer the same 
i'll never live anything like that again
brutally , i wake up , everything s changed 
i tumble to the ground
this bad  bitter orange  taste in mouth

Qui Tu Es w/ Georg Boheme (translated lyrics)

This is my first track with all new equipment new computer new daw quite the learning experience and journey its a test lol thank you for your kindness cheers G pulling my hair out ie pulled strings lol

Pulled Strings

JEANNE D’ARC 
Jeanne d'Arc (1412 - 30 mai 1431) est considérée comme une héroïne de la France pour son rôle dans le siège d'Orléans et le couronnement de Charles VII de France pendant la guerre de Cent Ans contre l'Angleterre. Après avoir mené avec succès plusieurs actions militaires françaises, elle a été capturée, remise aux autorités anglaises, condamnée comme hérétique et brûlée sur le bûcher en 1431. Vingt-cinq ans plus tard, sa condamnation a été formellement annulée. Près de 500 ans après sa mort, elle a été canonisée comme sainte par l'Église catholique romaine.
Joan of Arc ( 1412 – 30 May 1431) is considered a heroine of France for her role in the siege of Orléans and the coronation of Charles VII of France during the Hundred Years' War against England. After successfully leading several French military actions, she was captured, handed over to English authorities, convicted as a heretic, and burnt at the stake in 1431. Twenty-five years later, her conviction was formally overturned. Nearly 500 years after her death, she was canonized as a saint by the Roman Catholic Church.
Backing track: Paploviante
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/mythic-paploviante-open-colas
Lillithe : Production and Arrangement.
              Adding: sound effects, synths.

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