Curtians you fool

A remake of my song REALISE , that i wrote when i was 16. This one is way better and cleaner! A song is like wine, it gets better with time and even better than wine :)
 it was a very big pleasure working with this one with Gaxillic Productions! good vibrations! thanks again!

LYRICS:

Said i walked down my street
and i've got my cats walking with me
almost the end of the road
and still no one saw me

i've got a lot lot lot of answers on my mind
but no questions to go with it
it makes me so nervous to see
the poor and rich fighting for nothing yeah
i just c'ant beleive how i feel
oh someone please do something yeah

so i sat down under a big tree
two minutes to think oh am i free?
i've got to find a job man for my dream
but all i can do is, to sing!
so i lokked up the sky, got on my knees
and i tought of my wife, my cats and my kids
oh i could have sold my soul too but i beleive
we d'ont need any money to have a good sleep 
so all i can say now is, stand up and scream
before your life end like, one two and three

Realise

Realise (Gaxillic productions)

Constantine

In this instrumental track, I enjoyed blending electric instruments with electronic sounds. I played the solo on a Strat with a crunchy tone, driven by the tubes of my small Marshall amp.
118 bpm.

Father and Son

Lyrics: Fred Offret
Music: Fred Offret
Vocals, Guitars, Synths & Electro arrangement: Fred Offret

© all rights reserved

For What Is Lost

She was proud in her Phrygian hat,
Barefoot among the fighters that
Filled the smoky streets of Belleville,
Marching onward to the Bastille.

The suffragettes in the square,
They fought, shedding bitter tears.
Italian boats with wheat on board,
Smuggled by girls for a reward.

Zarathustra spoke to the women,
But he never spoke about women.
Nietzsche, an aphoristic tension,
Lilith, an ancestral dimension.

(Verse 2)
Samnite girls exploring sex,
Painted in the suburban baths.
Young girls with lotus feet,
Drank their tea on Liji's streets.

Ahhotep welcomed the exiles
Among the siltstones of the Nile.
Flower of trick in Nysa's field,
It smelled like Persephone's skin.


Zarathustra spoke to the women,
But he never spoke about women.
For Nietzsche, an aphoristic tension,
Lilith, an ancestral dimension.

Zarathustra sprach zu den Frauen,
Doch er sprach nie über Frauen.
Nietzsche, an aphoristic tension,
Lilith, an ancestral dimension.



(Bridge)
Flower of trick in Nysa's field,
It smelled like Persephone's skin.
Young girls with lotus feet,
Drank their tea on Liji's streets.


Zarathustra spoke to the women,
But he never spoke about women.
For Nietzsche, an aphoristic tension,
Lilith, an ancestral dimension.

Zarathustra sprach zu den Frauen,
Doch er sprach nie über Frauen.
Nietzsche, an aphoristic tension,
Lilith, an ancestral dimension.

NOMADS

An Aphoristic Tension

Think about the love we had
You don't even understand 
Inside you'll be dead

Now

Cause now you're just one of them
Maybe just don't know it yet 
This will end it all

But 

This thing, the music never dies
It just goes on and on
Into eternity

Yeah

Now that im free i can see

You don't have the courage to live your dreams
 

Danger from strangers, you're Judas in a way 

Brain dead, fainted, burn in hell

Danger from strangers, you're Judas in a way 

Brain dead, fainted, burn in hell


Just don't try to deny, that those things you do in live
never ever do comply with who you once were, with what we loved, it's all over now for you

But the music never dies
It just goes on and on
into eternity

Yeah

Now that im free i can see
You don't have the courage to live your dreams


Danger from strangers, you're Judas in a way 

Brain dead, fainted, burn in hell

Danger from strangers, you're Judas in a way 

Brain dead, fainted, burn in hell


Think about the love we had
You don't even understand 
Inside you'll be dead

Now

Cause now you're just one of them
Maybe just don't know it yet 
This will end it all

But 

This thing, the music never dies
it just goes on and on...[music stops]

Judas

Lunchtime

Rehearsals

Roman Holiday

some guitar solos compiled into a little beat

feet kickin

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Curtians you fool

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