that additional piano flavor is just too sweeet for this world

NOISE///REALLY ENJOYING EXPLORING YOUR CATALOG///GOING INTO ARCHIVES A BIT

What a very artistic musical direction you took with this particular production. Really dig the heartfelt vocal deliveries with those hypnotic electro elements and that chest pounding bass. Dope track with a great originality to it. I enjoyed this very much !! Top Shelf all the way and back again.

Unique stylish track. Gorgeous mesmeric vocal conducted on dreamy background makes great impression!  It's a very tasteful composition in which you can lose yourself  ! Best Regards !

here is the moment where i officially hope that you will do once again a similar tune - i love the noise alter effect paired with the gentle piano! this pis pure magic

January 2019

Demos 2022

Bloom

I don't want to hear those who think I am crazy
I don't want to move further than my doorstep
Everything is hidden, nothing you can see
Don't ever come to me, coz' I am a real threat
Before, yeah long before
I was happy to be a really good citizen
I was walking 'round the city
And the parks enjoying the
Sun but the clouds followed me
Some found a shelter
But none for me
I'm standing everyday facing dirty little walls
Sometime at night, I see them moving
Someone's knocking at my door, I might be breaking balls
I'm shaking with a fever, will I still be alive in the morning
♪
World is going by my window
I bury my head under my pillow
Before, yeah long before
I was happy to be a really good citizen
I was walking 'round the city
And the parks enjoying the
Sun but the clouds followed me
Some found a shelter
But none for me

All instruments & vocals : Christophe

Long Before

"Herbie's door sound" is an instrumental track off the album "There to here (Part 1)".

Music: Phil Bowen 
Produced and mixed: Phil Bowen 
All instruments: Phil Bowen
The video is available on YouTube at:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GTyTeiMG6jk

It is also on Spotify at: 
https://open.spotify.com/track/4gwJjyys5ifVNCe08AnVtI?si=1323fb33f5554ed6

There to here  Pt. 1

Herbie's door sound

Herbie's Door Sound

Yours

Ask again, am I lost?
Watch the world go by
I won't pretend
To look back or to the front

Turn around, whispering excuses
Float in time, rolling eyes
Surrounded by ne'er-do-wells

Sick and tired of all this waiting
Cannot depart, I'm deep in the mud of leeches
Live a long decay

All this while, the roads get darkened
With black horses, they dawn upon
Like everything, no rising sun
You feel it's now or never.

It never stops.
All this running flow of thoughts
Could I leave it all behind?
Make it last, for one last try
Infinite times

Nothing feels like this
Self-defeating cries, one last goodbye
The walk on flowers is yours alone

Sink down, nothing to lose
Roused in smoke of doubts, it'll do no harm.
A lovely winterfall

Scattered frames, and pouring ashes
Of black hearts, they dawn upon
Like everything, no rising sun
You feel it's now or never.

It never stops.
All this running flow of thoughts
Should I leave it all behind?
Make it last, for one last try
Infinite times

Nothing feels like this
Self-defeating cries, one last goodbye
The walk on flowers is yours alone

Apologize in vain, roll the dice
Come to me, surprise, make me whole.
Fill my cup of rain
Caress what remains unseen, in my darkest hour

Your cold freezing touch
Don't need to hide
For I'm yours, but you wanted more.

Yours

Yours (Single Release)

ft. Jimi @jimi135

ALL ALONE

Oh oh gotta find my own way out
Oh oh have to overcome my doubts

The night is cold I feel so sad
All alone
Once in a while along the way
On my own

Oh oh gotta find my own way out
Oh oh have to overcome my doubts

Never found
A place to stay to feel ok yeah
Life is a lonely road
Where you are taking the shade

Oh oh gotta break into my past
Oh oh better find myself at last

Tous les jours c’est le même cauchemar qui m’attend
Je reste dans le froid polaire et j’ai pas de blouson
Que des gens bizarres et pleins de tentations
Dans le feu de l’action tout devient bresson

Ouai j’ai même pas eu temps de te dire
J’ai l’impression que tous les jours c’est le même film
Ouai j’ai même pas eu le temps de te dire
Même plus le temps de rire, ha

Je débite sur la guitare
Et je me dis que j’ai plus trop le temps
Flash d’alcool même plus de diluant
Ramène tes plaques et masse d’argent
Je veux sortir sentir le bois de l’argent
Moi j’ai plus le temps je coupe même sans gants
La haine m’attend, le love je suis plus dedans

J’y vais tout seul
Sur les autres j’ai arrêté de compter
Qu’est-ce tu veux que je te dise
Il te baise si t’as trop de bonté
Si t’es mon ami je te jure pour toi
Je vais pas compter compter compter, wow hey

Wow oh oh oh many time I’ve been alone
(J'ai arrêté de compter, j'ai arrêté de compter)
Wow oh oh oh anyway you’ll never
Know the many ways I’ve tried

All instruments & vocals : Christophe
French vocals : @Jimi135

Ah Shit

All Alone (ft. Jimi)

The prayer of the shaman to the four directions before beginning any new ceremony, tuned to 432 Hz.  

Words and vocals by Annie Dieu-Le-Veut
© Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, November 2023

Music by Evandro B Lira, Vintage Mutation
https://soundcloud.com/evandro_b_lira. 
November 2023

Words: 
I bow to the four directions. 

To the East. The red dawn air 
Sighing over the China seas, 
Blow the nomad trade winds 
Along your Silk Road, 
Your Bay of Bengal 
And swirling pyres of Varanasi, 
Through the temples of Tibet 
And the spiced Vedic lees. 
Bring Vayu's sweet sylphs 
To inspire our creativity. 

To the West. The deep Atlantic 
Heaves and tosses the merrows,
Your swirling whirlpools 
And drowned, forgotten reefs
Of mermaids and mer-men 
On high waves and farrows. 
Bring up from Lir's feet 
That purest of aqua cold. 
Sail it fast over the Irish sea 
And across the Menai roll 
To wash away our pain and fear 
And heal our troubled souls. 

To the North. Soil of our minds,
Your caves of quartz and tourmaline
And your blue melting glaciers 
Birthing borates from ice 
Under the Borealis, the stars 
Circling like glittering brides. 
Roll your satyrs and sylvestres 
Through the bleak Calanish stones 
Over the rivers, brooks and glens, 
To the oolite gold of Avalon  
It's Thirteen Treasures and gems. 

To the South. Cast your castanets 
Your smouldering salamanders, 
Your fierce Romany cantinas
Your red lipped, red hipped skies,
And your sultry, dusky sun-downers. 
When the frangipani and mimosa 
Whispers with exotic aroma 
And the heart promises ‘Soon’, 
Give us the southern comfort, 
The tango and the wild fandango 
To spark our dancing shoes. 

© Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, 2023

The Medicine Wheel

SAINT PATRICK AND OISIN, SO POETRY TELLS US, ARGUED ON THE MATTER OF THE PURITY OF THE SOUNDS OF NATURE AS AGAINST THE SWEETNESS OF MUSICAL COMPOSITION....THIS IS THE STARTING POINT FROM MY NEW REINTERPRETATION OF THIS BEAUTIFUL TRADITIONAL TUNE. ENJOY MY UILLEANN PIPES SOLO!! SHARE AND COMMENTS IF YOU LIKE, CIAO
 CHECK OUT MAY MORNING DEW VIDEO ON MY YOU TUBE CHANNEL:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i8oUFY2h1Fg

MAY MORNING DEW

“Reach Release” 
This Album has 11 Songs - 4 solo, 6 full band and 1 in-between. A time capsule of where I’ve been the last few years. 

It features Chris Di Bernardo on Drums, Clay Lyons on Saxophone and Tom Dehlinger on Pedal Steel 
(myself on the other instruments). 

Drums Engineered by Skylar W. Nahn
Rest Engineered by Myself 
Solo Tracks Mixed/Mastered by Mike Zirkel
Band Tracks Mixed by Myself 
Full Album Mastered by Bruce Butkovich

Artwork by Ben Spatol

Miss You

Written just after the sad news of Sinead O’Conners death, but really a serenade for all the broken, scarred individuals in this world.

Scars

Bubba Loaf-guitar, vocals, piano
Bregman-bass
Al Hendry-drums
Brad McCarthy-engineering

The Sad and Lonely King

Herewith a lovely collab with Amanda, just as the title suggests we had to do some searching before everything clicked together at a certain point :)

Very happy with the lyrics and melody that Amanda came up with!
Hope you'll enjoy it too!

Visit my friend right here: @phoebeelena

Floating, drifting away
Searching for peace of mind
Looking back to no avail 
No answers there to find

Looking back does not pay
No answers there to find.

Hope, faith, a glimmer of light, 
Somewhere in sight.
Maybe not visible today 
They are there anyway.

Forever searching, endless reaching,
imploring, beseeching, futile teaching,
The answers come from within,
Silence the demons cleanse your skin,

The answers come from within,
Silence the demons cleanse your skin.
And I know even if we grow,
We reap what we sow, 
For some reason, and in the end,
May we find love, passion, peace and friends.

Wane of Summer & Amanda Sanderson - Searching

In case of any royalty dispute when he's older, I pilfered the guitar idea from my son while he was strumming....

Sitting back 
waiting on the world to know our names
Wake to the daily news
here we go
once again

Well it's a matter of time
until someone disappears
but I'd rather be blind
and be stuck with you

Off like the bullet train
There you go once again
In the eye of the hurricane
there she blows

Well it's a matter of time
until someone disappears
But I'd rather be blind
and be stuck with you

Sometime
we'll be sitting all night
Sometime
Maybe we'll be alright
Sometime
we'll be sitting all night
Sometime
Maybe we'll be alright

We only dream of lives that disappear
disappear
We only dream of life

Sitting back
waiting on the world to know our names
Watching beneath the waves
there you stand
home again..

Houdini

This is for our most loved Amanda

https://soundcloud.com/phoebeelena

For Amanda

Remastered this personal favourite. Hope you will enjoy <3

Photo by Lukas Rychvalsky from Pexels

Anticipation

The Bottom

Sparks - Will - Fly

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