A quiet and modern Smooth Jazz Track
Enjoy!
https://youtu.be/O8rehZAYGSk

Facts about this Track:
Idea, Arrangment, Audio-Editing and Midi-Programming, Mixing and Mastering by Ray

Vocals: Audio-Samples
Special effects: Audio-Samples

DAW: PreSonus Studio One Professional 5
Drums: EZDrummer Gospel
Percussion: EZDrummer Latin Percussion
Bass: EZBass
Keys: EZKeys DreamMachine

Hard to believe

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

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Composition for wind orchestra and guitar electric solo

Nasara

ALFONSO LLORENTE: ACOUSTIC GUITAR & CELLO
MRS A: VOCALS

Nada ha de decirse, solo vivir lo que tenemos....

RENACER (Alfonso Llorente)

Single : 
Title :  Soul and History 
Track : 1.
Production : Mix and Recording Home Studio
Dat: 31.08.2022
Karl Heinz – Heimgartner © 

Soul and History

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

Dub ,Dub & Dub ......More & more 
A Dub Fusion track ....Dub,Electro,Jungle & Reggae influences

Dub2TheFutuRe

DUB2TheFutuRe (Electro Dub Meet Jungle)

It's so easy to get caught up in the pain of things that have happened. We spend so much time in survival mode that we can miss when happier times arrive. Yes, the song is a metaphor but if you enjoy it in a more literal way, that's great too!

Lyrics
Hello Bluebird!
Are you ready to sing?
You made it through winter.
Can't you see that it's spring?
You were left behind.
Hungry and cold.
You survived rain storms,
That turned into snow.
Hello Bluebird
Don't you give up now.
In the darkness you were scared.
You felt that no one saw or cared.
Marked with scars that tell your tale.
But you’re beautiful, my little bird.
Oh, my gentle one,
The joy you bring.
Your warmth never left you.
Though the frost left its sting.
You are so brave.
You did so well.
You fought off the serpents.
I know you went through hell.
You’re safe my darling.
You can let your hope swell.
In the darkness you were scared.
You knew that no one saw or cared.
Marked with scars that tell your tale.
Oh, but you’re beautiful my little bird.
Hello my bluebird.
Get ready to sing!
The world needs your heart song.
Now go and take wing.

Hello Bluebird

New path

Sorrow's Wisper

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

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Pierre Lacroix, Composer