Name: Méditation by Pierre Lacroix, Composer
Duration: 2 min 52 s
Description: Oud : Abderraouf Ouertani, Clarinette : Maxime Jaslier, guitare électrique : Giovanni N'tia, contrebasse : Baptiste Reboul, percussions : Pierre Lacroix.

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Oh my, this piece has nothing but amazing vibes. Love love love that clarinet. Groovy and evocative piece!

Sally W Schloegl- Guitar and Vocals
Govinda Doyle- Bass and guitar
Glen Absolum- Drums
Stephanie Higgs- Violin,viola and cello
Radha Krsna dasi- harmony vocals

Lyrics


I don’t get much sleep anymore
Not now my world is at war
You. me and so many others
Been worried about our sisters and brothers

The children who have never known peace
Who are hungry, they need some relief
The mothers who cry all night
Wonder if they’ll ever end this endless fight

Chorus
Raise our voices and pray from our hearts
That our beautiful world won’t be torn apart
Angel of mercy
Oh angel of peace 
Won’t you visit each one of us as we sleep
Dream peaceful dreams…..

Watching the news makes me cry
I can’t bear to see more innocents die
The whole world is just falling to pieces
Will humankind become the next extinct species?

Chorus
Raise our voices and pray from our hearts
That our beautiful world won’t be torn apart
Angel of mercy
Oh angel of peace 
Won’t you visit each one of us as we sleep
Dream peaceful dreams…..

Bridge
There cannot be a doubt
The 11th hour- its here and now
Time is running out
The 11th hour…
Chorus

Dream Peaceful dreams…

Madana mohana murari
Madana mohana murari
Madana mohana murari



Peaceful Dreams

Oud : Abderraouf Ouertani, Clarinette : Maxime Jaslier, guitare électrique : Giovanni N'tia, contrebasse : Baptiste Reboul, percussions : Pierre Lacroix.

Méditation

The first full length Record, Blisters available on limited CD sept 24th
Only at shorediverecords.bandcamp.com
Cover art by: Eetu Iljamo
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Released by shorediverecords.bandcamp.com/album/blisters
Mixed and mastered Apocalypse studios UK.

What Will It Take

Keep Me In The Light

Mixed and Mastered by Woods Studio
@woods_studio

Written about that first big unreciprocated crush.

Lyrics:

In those long distant wilderness days, 
When we paddled on the rivers and the warm waterways,
And every night there was a fire and a song, 
And the group would all be singin’ 
With me strummin’ along,
Yeah, it was then that I started to fall, 
And it was then that I really thought you had it all,
A mystery fever that I couldn’t resolve,
It wasn’t something that I thought I could speak of,
I kept it hidden in a bottle of love.

You were lost in another affair, 
It was pretty obvious that it was goin’ nowhere,
But as my feelings continued to churn, 
You endlessly described it and I suffered the burn,
And all that time there was a glorious pain, 
A euphoric obsession in an overwrought brain,
And all that time the sun was mixed up with rain,
Then I knew what they had all been speaking of,
But mine was stuck inside a bottle of love.

Over the years our companionship grew, 
Lots of music, lots of friends along the way,
Over the years I held no magic for you, 
But I was okay for occasional play.

Instrumental

Regardless of the why or the who, 
Only time is the healer and for me it was true,
Another chapter opened out of the blue, 
Another love, another life upon a new avenue,
And if it all didn’t have any meaning, 
And if it all was as tangible as sand through a glove,
And if it all was just a brief intervening,
Then it’s a memory I don’t want to speak of,
But let it slumber in a bottle of love.

Bottle Of Love

No Valentine 

Key of A | 4:4 | 112-120 BPM | Train Shuffle 

This one is a fictional story of a boy who lost his Dad, older now but still a kid, reflecting on his loss, just old enough to barely remember him, too young to have made enough memories to hold on to, and whose Momma is so heart-broken, she is unable to move past her own sorrow, to be there for the boy, to start a new life.  Desensitized, lost, and full of grief, his father’s memory is fading, making the pain of loss, and his desire to be loved even greater.  The irony is in Momma’s song, how the boy is drawing parallels to his pain while she sings of hers, and they’re so lost they can’t find each other.   

 

Intro 8 Measures 

Verse 1: 8 Measures 

Daddy found dirt when I was 3, [uh huh] 

He didn’t leave much Momma and me [uh huh] 

The rooster crowed and sang his song 

The sun came up and he was gone [uh huh] 

 

Verse 2: 8 Measures (Vocals change on second and fourth verse) 

I climb the oak tree out behind the chicken pen 

To think about my Daddy and what could’ve been. 

It’s getting hard to find memories, no baseball games, or catch for me [uh huh] 

 

Pre-Chorus:  8 Measures 

I wish this hurt would go away but the pains still fresh and here to stay [uh huh] 

 

Chorus: 8 Measures 

(A) Fill me up with Gasoline, (D) it lights the rag when Momma sings 

(G) No chocolate, wine, just tears for me, (A) No Valentines 

Nothing left but rusty dreams, I burn till sleep while Momma sings 

No kisses, hugs, or man to love, No Valentines 

Bridge/Solo?????   

 

Verse 3: 

I walk the train tracks to the sea [uh huh] 

Swear every whistle’s meant for me [uh huh] 

My Daddy’s ashes in a can and I feel like I burned with him [uh huh] 

 

Verse 4: 

Every step one closer to the morning light. 

Every day one closer to the next goodbye 

Nothing left, no memories, no birthday presents, or Christmas tree.  

 ../ 

Pre-Chorus/  

No, I can’t see nothing now but the blood red sun glow through closed eyes. [uh huh 

 

Chorus 

Fill me up with Gasoline, it lights the rag when Momma sings 

No chocolate, wine, just tears for me, No Valentines 

Nothing left but rusty dreams, I burn till sleep while Momma sings 

No kisses, hugs, or man to love, No Valentines

No Valentines

I Wonder

A heavier version of the track from the famous game. In my opinion, more appropriate to the atmosphere of the source. All rights to the original track belong to the band Refused

Chippin' In (Samurai/Refused Cover) (Cyberpunk 2077 Soundtrack)

A very old melody from Brittany (French Cornwall): lyrics in Breton language and music played on a B flat bombard.
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Une très ancienne mélodie du Finistère (Bretagne) : les paroles sont en breton bien sûr et l'air est joué sur une bombarde en SI bémol.

Marig Ar Polanton

It's a video snapshot of an old routine
Where we dull all the edges but still cut clean
It's a haunted house, babe, with ghosts that daydream
They pick at the edges to try to find the seam

It could be blood or flowers
It could be blood

It's a tabloid circuit, it's a cartoon scream
I'm falling from heights now in the slipstream
It's a Hollywood breakdown caught on split-screen
It’s anyone’s guess, babe, what this all means

It could be blood or flowers
It could be blood

I'm a vampire, honey, I'm a soulless tease
I'm a wounded ape, babe, learning to trapeze
I'm a hungry man just looking to feed
I just forget sometimes that we all can bleed

It could be blood or flowers
It could be blood
It could be blood or flowers
It could be blood

It Could Be Blood

An upbeat pop/rock song which was created after Barry wrote a cool bass line and Joe put some lyrics and melody on it.

From the upcoming new album, Silence and Chaos

Joe Tibbits- Vocals and Guitar
Barry Harman - Bass

Lady Luck

Pierre Lacroix is a professional musician, composer and teacher. He started his activity of composer in 2013. Influences orchestral music, jazz, world music, soundtracks.

Méditation

Pierre Lacroix, Composer

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