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"Notre jardin" - Album "Façonner l'argile"

Johann Brault : compositeur / arrangeur
Olivier Ledouit : auteur / compositeur
Caroline Charuel : interprète / mélodiste

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Façonner l'argile

Notre jardin

Crazy

Mustard Tiger - As used for Philadelphia Collins (RIP) on The Trailer Park Boys, also takes on the meaning of someone with a horribly protruding belly, and T-Shirts 2 sizes too small.

Kentucky Mustard Tiger

Hé Mrs Gazoline, arrête ta frime, t’es démodée.
Hé Mrs Gazoline, et tes fossiles sont bitumés.
Cheveux au vent, sur ta Harley, lunettes noires, blouson clouté, Easy rider en liberté… Route 66 vers Santa Fé, rock&roll, in L.A.
Hé Mrs Gazoline, arrête ta frime, t’es démodée.
Hé Mrs Gazoline, et dans le ciel, t’es éthérée.
Dans ta combinaison anti-G, main sur le manche, regard d’acier,
Looping Top-Gun en liberté… Une escadrille de têtes brulées, rock&roll, in L.A.
Tonique, tellement tonique,
Toxique, extrêmement toxique.
Hé Mrs Gazoline, arrête ta frime, t’es démodée.
Hé Mrs Gazoline, ton énergie, est carbonée.
Porsche 550, Spyder, à l’est d’ Eden, et d’ailleurs,
Fureur de vivre en liberté… Route 4.6.6 Californie, rock&roll, in L.A.
Tonique, extrêmement tonique,
Toxique, tellement toxique.
Hé Mrs Gazoline, arrête ta frime, t’es démodée.
Hé Mrs Gazoline, ton corps de rêve, est gazouté.
A toute allure sur la chaussée, Ford Mustang, débridée
Un homme une femme en liberté… Un dérapage controlé, rock&roll, in L.A.

Mrs Gazoline

Carnivore Territory

Piano Etude

Spotify : https://open.spotify.com/album/6eAvgxnFf52HFKDU5vxPBz?si=Dmc8GZaOQKqGmX62_wr8dA
(translation above)

La pyrowoman

Sa danse laissait des séquelles
Quand son miroir aux allumettes
Faisait jaillir des étincelles
Chez ceux qui rêvaient de conquête

Avec un seul regard de braise
Elle enflammait toute la salle
Qui suffoquait dans la fournaise
Des pensées les moins virginales

Refrain :
Elle n’était pas une pyromane
Ni par désir, ni par démence,
C’est la danse qui par essence
L’allumait en pyrowoman

Tout flambant neuf, le sol de scène
Planchait sur la meilleure manière
De quoi garder un peu de veine
Sous l’incandescente incendiaire

Un jeune pompier, à l’évidence,
Déjà en burn-out pour elle
Dans le brasier, d’un coup, s’élance
Pour stopper sa danse antigel
(refrain)

Et dans sa veste protectrice
Il est devenu inflammable
Son cœur brûlait, grisant délice,
Jusqu’à déborder de vocables.

Il s’épousèrent dans l’ambulance,
Puisque tous deux étaient de mèche.
Dans leur foyer, l’union fut dense
D’où naquirent beaucoup de flammèches
(refrain)

Paroles et musique, Myckaël Marcovic, 
15/02/2022

The pyrowoman

Her dance left its mark
When her matchbox mirror
Made sparks fly
In those who dreamed of conquest

With a single glance of ember
She set the whole room on fire
Who suffocated in the furnace
Of the less virginal thoughts

Chorus :
She was not a pyromaniac
Neither by desire, nor by dementia,
It is the dance which by essence
Lit her up as a pyrowoman

All brand new, the stage floor
Planned on the best way
Of what to keep a little vein
Under the incandescent fire

A young fireman, obviously,
Already in burn-out for her
In the blaze, suddenly, rushes
To stop his antifreeze dance
(chorus)

And in his protective jacket
He became flammable
His heart burned, intoxicating delight,
Until it overflowed with words.

They married in the ambulance,
Since both were in cahoots.
In their home, the union was dense
From which were born many flames
(chorus)

Words and music, Myckaël Marcovic, 
13/04/2022

La Pyrowoman

The story of dementia and how music can be one way to help overcome its greatest challenges

Keys To His Memories Final Master

Here ends my adventure with the Tonnetz! This is the piece that closes the series of four works that I have composed based on it.


In the following links you will find the PDF files, where I explain it in detail with the theoretical presentation of the current piece.

Explanation in English language:

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1YbM9PspOSuMw0mqS46Eyzq1bCTQJEZUr/view?usp=sharing

Explicación en castellano:

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1ezUhGhdC13jp7eCEq1SnBujtXhLKryhK/view?usp=sharing

Explicació en català:

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1H1dI8ZNRwx9iVITabbns0v4bAok1bbgN/view?usp=sharing

I have also created an album where I have gathered the 5 pieces that I have composed following the pattern of the Tonnetz. Each of the first four pieces (all of them for piano) follow the scheme of a different Tonnetz, what differentiates each one of them is the certain number of notes that their chords have. The pieces are presented ordered according to this number of notes that their chords have: 2, 3, 4, 6 notes respectively. In the fifth piece (which is orchestral) the four Tonnetz intervene successively in their different parts.

https://soundcloud.com/ramon-capsada-blanch/sets/the-4-tonnetz-of-the-chromatic

Fifth chords chained with common notes

I don't know if it has anything to do with the fact that the world is unstable, but I feel like a lot of people are losing their emotional stability these days. The threat of viruses has not disappeared. I am longing for peace of mind these days.

Black Water

I am happy to present you a further collaboration with Ken Minty (@kcm069).
Ken has written the lyrics and vocals to this track. 
Ken has also played the intro on the acoustic and the stunning slide solos on his lap steel guitar for the guitar battle at the end of the song. For me I perceived it as if Ken had sold his soul to the devil at the crossroads, but ...hm... I am still not sure if he really did ...

dancing to the rhythm of this rainbow prison
	dreaming on a winter's day
	welcome to the hotel no one can name
	such a lovely place to stay
	out on bail a step away from jail
	longing for some other world
	if I could see all the people on the beach
	I'd wish they were all dreaming girls

	from forests cool to deserts hot
	from the mountains in the east to the sea
	out of my prison, is such a lovely place
	of girls, hotels and dreams
	
	California

	the prison around me is not made of concrete
	timber, rocks or steel
	the hotel can't be found in a guide book
	it's location no map can reveal
	the panther's child still stalks the streets
	looking for a better scene
	and the beach is a rainbow fantasy

In case you like this, you can as well have a listen to our other collaborations:
https://soundcloud.com/kcm069/long-time-gone
https://soundcloud.com/kcm069/heart-of-snow-w-tot-foresto-n-meyer
https://soundcloud.com/user-959329289/7october

For vintage Marshall sound lovers only: I have used here the Kerry King Marshall signature plugin recently sold by Softube, which is really a very similar sound I had, when I was still playing my JCM 800 .

California

California | Ken Minty & N.o.b.S.

Three men who like rocking garage heavy metal (80s and 90s thrash metal, oldschool death, punk, grind rock and stuff), drinking beer and texting funny, amazing and bloodthirsty lyrics (Highschool problematics, German historical problematics, frogs, panters/lepards/tigers etc., cold war, Punic Wars, Sioux wars, murderer, true crime etc). And drinking beer.

Carnivore Territory

PoWer dEath PaNtHeR cLaW

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