Great piece as it is...says just the right amount. Enjoyed very much!

Lyrics are simple and so touching at the same time.... this is great....sad atmosphere, lovely song!

Open for collaboration!

Coming Home.

So pull up a chair, I’ll buy you a beer  
Tell me your news, kick off your shoes,  
It's been years since I've heard anyone from home.  
And how's the old pair, are they still there?  
Mam in the kitchen, and Dad in his chair,   Reading the paper and putting the world to right.

Send my love to them in the morning,  Please tell my Mam that I'm coming home.

And how is young Mary, is she still contrary?
  I remember her smile, the sweetest in Kerry,  
I wonder if she ever thinks of me?  
I swore I'd send for her, when I had the money,  
I'd bring her to Brooklyn, we'd marry in Joseph's,  
And live the good life, in the heart of New York City.

Send my love to her in the morning  Tell her I think of her night and day.

I came here in '90 with nothing but hope,  
A second-hand suitcase tied up with rope,  
With the name of someone who was a friend of a friend of a friend.  
He got me a job washing down trailers,
In a meat packing plant, down near the Hudson, 
The smell was God-awful, but the money wasn't too bad.

Let's raise a glass to him in the morning,  And tell my Mam that I'm coming home.

I drank in the night-time, I drank in the day,  
I fell in with low-life's, the lost and the strays,  
We banded together in low-lit bars and Inns.  
Then I lost my job in the meat packing plant,  
Too many absences, and nights in the tank,  
The friend of a friend stopped taking my calls since then.

Let's raise a glass to him in the morning,  And tell my Mam that I'm coming home.

Tell them, I’m coming home

Picture of Time's Square 1980's courtesy of Douglas Corrance.

Coming Home (with Mark Bennett)

Mackay

N°344 / 7 avril 2024

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Une émission de Philippe Meyer, enregistrée en public à l’École alsacienne le 7 avril 2024.
Avec cette semaine :
Nicolas Baverez, essayiste et avocat.
Jean-Louis Bourlanges, président de la Commission des Affaires étrangères de l’Assemblée nationale.
Lucile Schmid, vice-présidente de La Fabrique écologique et membre du comité de rédaction de la revue Esprit. 
Richard Werly, correspondant à Paris du quotidien helvétique Blick

Le modèle scolaire dans tous ses états / La Turquie après les élections perdues par Erdogan

Thématique : Emmaüs, avec Tarek Daher

I'd been sitting on this one for a while. It was triggered by one of the examples listed in the song. The tag refers to this eerie feeling that I might have reproduced a song by The Eels (https://soundcloud.com/the_eels). Oh well, we all have influences I guess...

Hope you like it as it is but there is plenty of space for other instruments if you feel you can make it better: violin, cello, very light keyboards, additional vocals or... just about any proposition, really. Everything will be dutifully considered.

Music, lyrics, guitar and vocals: Yann Vienne

Feel like a fool, I feel like a dork,
I must have been dropped by the stork
Screwed up again in a minor way
I guess it must be one of those days

When nothing goes as it should
When you just know that you're no good
When not a thing seems to work and
You can't help feeling like a jerk

Left on the headlights, fucked up the car, got
Caught red-handed in the cookie jar,
Busted my knee and locked myself out,
I guess you see what I'm on about

Shoulda stayed in my bed,
Wish I could just be sick instead,
Guess I ought not to be so glum
But I do feel a little dumb

Maybe I won't top myself now
Fall off the wagon or take a vow,
Guess I will have to kick myself up
Even if I do feel a prick and a jerk

Even if I do feel a prick and a jerk
Even if I do feel a prick and a jerk


Like a jerk - Open collab

She's In the Stars

N°360 / 21 juillet 2024

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Une émission de Philippe Meyer, enregistrée au studio l’Arrière-boutique le 19 juillet 2024.
Avec cette semaine :
Nicolas Baverez, essayiste et avocat.
David Djaïz, entrepreneur, essayiste et ancien secrétaire général du Conseil National de la Refondation.
Lucile Schmid, vice-présidente de La Fabrique écologique et membre du comité de rédaction de la revue Esprit. 
Lionel Zinsou, ancien Premier ministre du Bénin et président de la fondation Terra Nova.

Quelles réalités pour le prochain gouvernement ? / Les Etats-Unis et leurs démons

Viviane

Discussion Entre Un Père Et Son Fils

Le Catboat Reprend Le Large

I have no more space here.
I have to move to another place.
The ones who know me already know where.

...See you there.

The crooked hills I can't remember (last song posted here)

Yet another open collab for this song about the lack of communication (which might well have been inspired by my relationship with my beloved but impossible 5 year-old daughter Saràn).

I'm open to all offers of collaboration should you find this track interesting enough (I've kept it very basic on purpose) but what I especially have in mind would be for another soundclouder to write a chorus (which could take the form of an answer) in the two instrumental parts following verse 1 and verse 2.

Music, lyrics, guitar and vocals: Yann Vienne
Cover art : a tattoo design I've fiddled about a bit with. I haven't found the artist's name but here's a link to the page where I chanced upon it: http://www.askideas.com/see-no-evil-hear-no-evil-speak-no-evil-skull-designs/

I tell you to... But you won't hear me now,
Sometimes I scream, I do but you will smile anyhow,
I know I can't reach you: there's no connection,
I'll never get through cos you won't listen...

I give you orders: you will turn around, leave me where I stand,
I make you offers but you still pretend that you don't understand,
I'm talking till I'm blue in the face you just don't give a damn,
I know what I say is true and yet you feel it is all but a scam...

Whisper or shout, insane, you just shrug, ignore me all the same,
The messages I send all get lost, sent back to Nowayland,
I stretch an open hand: you look blank, deaf and dumb,
I'll sing this song of sand but you won't want to listen,
You won't want to listen, you will never listen...



You Won't Listen - open collab (and especially open chorus for lyricists / singers)

This is a very simple little something I'm weak enough to find pleasant to hear and infectious to play...

Open for any kind of collaboration. My recording is very lo-fi but can be made (slightly) better if need be.

Music, lyrics, guitar and vocals: Yann Vienne

Walking again but nothing's the same,
Nothing at all can help: now you've gone, now you've gone...

I will go out but I will not shout,
For once I'll shut up and listen: now you've gone, now you've gone...

Now you've gone...

Maybe one day, it will all go away,
There'll be no wrong but right now you've gone, now you've gone...

Now you've gone, now you've gone...


Now You've Gone - Open for collaboration

Sad, sad, sad Saturday night song.. or is it? Choose how you understand the final line...

Note: I hereby acknowledge that on the same theme, Brel's "Orly" is a million times better than this. At least...

Music, lyrics, guitar and vocals: Yann Vienne

We're sitting on a bench, the sun is shining high,
You take my hand and clench it, something's about to die,

Summer's in the air, you're all I need to know,
I feel a fright, I feel a scare, I'll have to let you go...

Guess I can see the train, so we've run out of time,
I'm looking at a stain, oh, should I toss a dime?

You say it won't be long, only a year or so,
Why do I hum this song, why do I have to go?

I'm drowning in the stream, I should take you away,
Maybe it's all a dream: I'm gonna wake up, hey?

You kiss my face and smile, say I love you and rise,
The girl at the turnstile with kaleidoscopic eyes,

I guess it must be you, about to turn away... 
I guess it must be you, about to turn away... 

You kiss my face and smile, say I love you and rise,
The girl at the turnstile (with) kaleidoscopic eyes,

I guess it must be you, about to turn away,
I guess it must be you... that's decided to stay...

I Guess It Must Be You - Open for collaboration

Hi,

My collaborations are still at the following pages: 
https://soundcloud.com/non-sapiens-and-ko 
https://soundcloud.com/ns-hugo
https://soundcloud.com/spidersapiens

But most of them end up being reposted here anyway...

Apart from these, I sometimes repost stuff from others that I've particularly liked but I only do so for 24 hours so as not to clog my own stream too much (nostalgic sigh for old SC...).

And who am I exactly, then? Well, my name's Yann Vienne and I'm a French teacher of English living in Alsace, near Germany. My hobby is to write and perform simple little songs in French and English and since discovering Soundcloud to post them for everyone to hear and my ego to inflate. My wife and some friends appear on certain tracks. 

Please don't hesitate to leave a comment, be it positive or negative. And for regular updates you can visit my Facebook page (and "like" it if you please) at : http://www.facebook.com/pages/Non-Sapiens/231217246890785?sk=wall

Bonjour,

Je m'appelle Yann Vienne, je suis prof d'anglais et je vis en Alsace. Mon hobby ? Composer de petites chansons sans prétention, les enregistrer avec les moyens du bord et poster ces petits brouillons sur Soundcloud. Et depuis quelques mois j'ai un VRAI groupe que vous pouvez écouter ici : https://soundcloud.com/nonsapienslive

Now You've Gone - Open for collaboration

Non Sapiens

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