Improvisation.

2024.

Harmonic minor F#.

Summer dream in Winter (Improvisation- Raw recording)

Coffe And The Dog

New Video Link: youtube.com/watch?v=IDRScrOjurg

The Light Warrior 
(Lyrics by Amanitalinda🦋)

Verse 1:
I am a warrior of the Light, 
shielded by love,
With a sword of faith
, shining bright above,
A beacon in the sea, 
a lighthouse in the night,
Guiding seekers to truth, 
where darkness takes flight.
 
In a world where promises fade like mist,
Our ancestors knew words held magic, not to be dismissed,
I carry their legacy, where truth and honor meet,
In this age of deception, I stand firm, my heart beats.
 
Chorus:
I'm a Light Warrior, breaking through the night,
With love as my shield, faith my guiding light,
Through trials and lessons, I grow, align with destiny,
Falling, rising, fighting for the light and our freedom's plea.
 
Verse 2:
Challenges abound, yet I embrace,
Every stumble, every fall, strengthens my grace,
For in this time of transformation, I chose to be,
An anchor of light in humanity's journey to see.
 
When darkness veils the earth, dawn's light I await,
Knowing the greatest dawn follows the darkest state,
I'm not alone, surrounded by light beings near and far,
United in purpose, we shine, warriors of the cosmic star.
 
Bridge:
In the crucible of life, I forge my soul's flame,
Choosing love over fear, rising above the game,
With every breath, I uphold the sacred vow,
To be a vessel of light, here and now.
 
Verse 3:
We're here in this epoch of awakening and strife,
To hold the light, anchor truth in the tapestry of life,
With each step forward, we reclaim our divine right,
To shine bright, warriors of the eternal light.
 
Unified in love, transcending earthly plight,
Together we stand, beaconing hope through the night,
For we are Light Warriors, in unity we ignite,
Bringing forth the dawn, banishing the blight.
 
Chorus:
I'm a Light Warrior, breaking through the night,
With love as my shield, faith my guiding light,
Through trials and lessons, I grow, align with destiny,
Falling, rising, fighting for the light and our freedom's plea.
 
Outro:
In the dance of shadows and the blaze of day,
We stand strong, united in the eternal fray,
For the truth we defend, for the love we extend,
As Light Warriors, our journey has no end.

The Light Warrior

The Light Warrior & Video Link

Blues TIME vol.3

When the railway runs along the coast, right beside the sea, there are many tunnels. Sometimes they’re so narrow that two tracks must draw near to one another to pass through. That’s how a strange love story begins between them.
This is a song I wrote around the year 2000, one of my last. I think it has a good mood. I’ve remixed and partially rearranged it.
You can still hear the warm tone of the Washburn, along with the old Yamaha’s sounds (including the flute). The sax — reworked by me  — is kindly provided by Dropgun Samples.
Still, as always, everything is very handcrafted.

Below is the English translation of the lyrics.

They converged at the tunnel’s mouth,
suddenly parallel —
twins of the railway.
They looked at each other, studied each other,
just enough
to not quite grasp
how much the one beside you knows of you.
They hesitated, thinking of the road behind:
companions in adventure,
but now unsure why.
And then they stared at the night gaping inside the tunnel:
a magnificent promise
to be traveled on the thread of fantasy.

“Inside this darkness, maybe we will never part,
under this shadow, maybe you’ll finally know me,
after this night, who knows where you’ll fall asleep —
perhaps closer to the sea…”

They parted at the tunnel’s edge,
but a narrow wall concealed a silence
charged with jealousy,
shaped like fear — fear of that strange kind of courtesy,
fear of the light,
fear of the end of the tunnel.
“Parallel track,
mirror born of the railway,
traitorous twin,
lover made of parody.
Don’t tell me that
after this darkness we’ll never part,
that under this shadow you’ll finally touch me,
that after this night, who knows where you’ll take me —
perhaps down by the sea…”

And at the end of that masterpiece of engineering,
only one of them
came rushing out of the tunnel;
on instinct, he turned and saw
that the sea was beside him,
and under the sea, the sky,
and beneath the sky — who knows what lies...

“After this darkness, surely we will never part,
inside this shadow, surely you’ll let go,
after this night, I cannot say where you’ll fall asleep —
perhaps closer to the sea…”

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Confluirono all'ingresso della galleria
improvvisamente paralleli 
gemelli della ferrovia.
Si guardarono, si studiarono quel tanto che
non basta a misurare sino in fondo
quello che hai di fianco cosa sa di te.
Indugiarono, pensarono alla strada dietro di sé:
compagni di avventura,
ma ora non capivano perché.
E poi guardarono la notte spalancata nella galleria:
magnifica promessa
da viaggiare sul filo della fantasia

"dentro questo buio forse noi non ci separeremo mai,
sotto questo scuro tu finalmente mi conoscerai,
dopo questa notte poi non so dire dove ti addormenterai,
forse più vicino al mare ..."

Si congedarono sulla bocca della galleria,
ma parete stretta nasconde silenzio
fatto a carica di gelosia,
fatto a forma di paura di quella stranissima cortesia,
paura della luce
paura della fine della galleria.
"Binario parallelo,
specchio generato dalla ferrovia,
gemello traditore,
amante da parodia.
Non dirmi che 
dopo questo buio noi non ci separaremo mai,
che sotto questo scuro tu finalmente mi toccherai,
che dopo questa notte poi chissà dove mi accompagnerai,
forse giù vicino al mare ..."

E alla fine di quel capolavoro di ingegneria,
di loro uno solo
usciva di corsa dalla galleria;
d'istinto si voltò e vide che
c'era il mare di fianco a sé,
e sotto il mare il cielo,
e sotto il cielo chissa cosa c'è ...

"dopo questo buio certo noi non ci separeremo mai,
dentro questo scuro tu sicuramente ti abbandonerai,
dopo questa notte poi non so dire dove ti addormenterai,
forse più vicino al mare ..."

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Composed by Michele Ansani (1999)
Posted on SoundCloud: 2025, May 16

Down by the sea [Viaggio di nozze] *

Bonjour,
J'ai le plaisir de vous présenter la version Trio enregistrée en live lors de la session du 08 mai 2025 à La Barraque Mirepoix (09) du morceau :
"La nuit, la colline a du Spleen " :
https://youtu.be/J55nNfEKvFM

Mathieu Torres Trio est un projet intimiste jazz - rock - blues - funk hip hop - qui jongle entre old school et modernité, porté par un son rond, vivant, chaud, organique dont l'objectif est d'arpenter des terrains cosys, calmes et poétiques.

Contrebasse et arrangements :  Jean-Baptiste Azanza
Batterie et arrangements : Guy Ould Yahoui
Guitare et composition : Mathieu Torres

Issu c'est une reprise d'un morceau joué initialement avec M'Z un side project.

Plus de musique ici :
https://soundcloud.com/mathieutorresworks/sets/set-list-mt

et ici les anciennes vidéos (en solos) :  
https://youtu.be/XB7ExqJ2uG8
https://youtu.be/eI8yArJpvxc
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fP69ovvmteU

Mathieu TORRES Trio - Matziz records
https://matzizrecords.bandcamp.com/
https://soundcloud.com/mathieutorresworks
https://www.instagram.com/torresp2b/
https://mastodon.social/@Matziz
https://www.facebook.com/Matzizrecords
https://x.com/EtcAux
https://www.youtube.com/@torresmathieu6027

La nuit, la colline a du Spleen - Mathieu Torres Trio - Video in description

The blues are steeped in the tradition of bawdy/dirty songs. Think of Bo Carter (my pencil don't write no more) or Lil Johnson (Sam the hot dog man). You get the idea.
Here's my bawdy blues celebrating outdoor sex.
Added as the last track on my album "All This Useless Beauty". Check it out!


Lyrics:
Ohh my girl 
She's so cityfied
But something comes over her
In the countryside
When she tells me to pitch a tent
I see in her eyes
That bad intent
She becomes a wild woods woman (2X)

Riding down the road
She says:
"Get a blanket and pull over to the side."

We're out in nature
Doing our thing!
All god's creatures they cover their eyes
Oh, the ground is so rough
Don't ya know she can't get enough
Wild woods woman (2X)

In the tall grass
Having some fun
I feel like Mother Nature's only son
Down in the milkweeds that makes me sneeze
Don't ya know she's got me on my knees
It gets so hot!
So hot!
So hot!
She never tires
(Only you can prevent forest fires)

Wild Woods Woman

Ambustion

Don´t forget (Rehearsal)

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocal
Gary Reeves: Toms
Hans Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement & Production

Photo of Max from The Albers' Archive

What to say about Maximilian?
There are so many things to be told: a lifetime of 24 years, full of special moments, joys, fears, sorrows, worries, hopes, dreams, ups, downs, progress, regress, searching, finding, winning, losing, restlessness, peace...
His life had begun with an extremely difficult birth, almost as if the world didn’t want him. They told us he had a life-threatening infection, there were probably holes in his lungs and he obviously had no kidneys. In total, his chances of surviving were exceedingly slim. However, after endless weeks of both despair and hope, he overcame the infection, the diagnosis of holes in his lungs turned out to be totally wrong and they even discovered a kidney.  Just one maybe but at least it worked perfectly.  His journey into existence had begun.
As he grew, so did the never-ending nightmare of problems, challenges and battles, until we began to wonder what could possibly happen next.  Through it all, Max took every opportunity to accumulate extreme experiences - never hiding, always   seeking.  For that, we loved him even more…and even more it broke our hearts that we couldn’t help him find what he was looking for.
But suddenly, as the Summer of 2011 dawned, his troubles seemed to merely fade away.  Was he just arriving in life, coming of age, finding his place in society?  To be honest, we hadn’t the faintest idea.  But it was abundantly clear that, having always been an underdog, that same unwelcoming world had simply started to like and respect him.  He began to realise his many talents, enjoying his job as never before, finally becoming something he had never been - happy.
Fast forward to the gorgeous Summer evening of June 28th, the eve of a 4-week vacation to which he had been looking forward so very much.  A smile on his face, he said he was in the mood to go jogging, something he loved. Sometimes, he ran and ran for ages.  He’d been gone about 3 hours, quite a long time even for him, so Carina called his phone and he answered, cheerfully telling her not to worry and assuring her he’d be home very soon.  Seconds after the call, out of the blue, he collapsed.  A pulmonary embolism.  They told us he died instantly. 
Max, we have no words for what happened, nor for the eternal gratitude we feel for every single second of your life.  We do know we will never stop loving you.”
(Hans & Carina Albers)

Small chance of survival, words from the first day
Stretching all emotions not a single which way
Asking whys and reasons, a chance to breathe long
Heartbreaking moments, hopes remained strong

Such a short distance, but a life running miles
Bring every sensation, fear to a million smiles
Experience not forgotten, continuous hug of care      
Born with fighting spirit, giving back more to share

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

Every challenge building, inner muscles to be felt
Secret ways to be happy, never question hand dealt         
Complication of thinking to find a new sentence 
Pathways to friendships, dreams of acceptance

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

A vision full of truth with strength to admire
Finding a hidden talent, past helping to aspire 
No journey of distance could prevent direction
A phone call assurance became last connection

It’s hard to find words, express feelings remaining 
Deep down inside shell, empty, sad, self-complaining 
But we will never forget our boy hero from birth
Brought love and kindness, past and future unblurred

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, will never forget
24 years of love…

MAXIMILIAN - CRIPPLE CLUB  (Please Read Description)

Basic track mix - straight off my Zoom R24. Leaving it alone for a while..(earworm!) 
Synth bass with multi-clarinet riffs / alto flutes/oboe sections with tenor sax on bass pedal. Flute solos with synth middle sections.
Picture by Cathy Alexandre (c/o Pinterest)

RED ADMIRAL [CLA158M2 early mix]

🎧 Please use good headphone if possible 🎧

Graphic artist, writer, and just a budding musician.

Playing piano is my daily therapy against stress. That also repels the rodents that attempt to squat my attic in winter !

As an insomniac, I mainly play at night. Each improvisation is like a snapshot of my mood and state of mind of the instant.

I record almost everything I play. From time to time one of these improvisations inspires me enough, and I use it as a basis for a composition.

Disclaimer : I deny any responsibility in case of ear bleeds !


Thank you for passing by here and listening to my clumsy experimental works !

Please, don't blame my piano teacher, I had none!

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Summer dream in Winter (Improvisation- Raw recording)

Ralph Bilouppie