I so love the lyrics! Killer guitar parts and harmonica

Class as always! Anther sad tale of the blues. Great harp playing!  Good lyrics and such cool guitar playing. In fact the whole ensemble. That whining harmonica makes me cry!

Thinking Up Some Cool Stuff

instrumental: ambient prog.rock soundscape (feat.synths&guitars)

evocation

This is a song about forgiveness. 

Years ago a friend's father had died. He was deeply upset because he couldn't bring himself to respect his father saying that he'd failed as a father. It was clear that he did not believe that his father had done his best. I said 'maybe not, but he probably did the best he knew how". That phrase made a difference to my friend and, perhaps, allowed him to look at his father in a different way. It stuck with me ever since.

This is also my story and possibly every parent's story. We all fail to some extent. We all could have done better and wish we had. But we all did what we knew to do. We can only hope that it was enough.

Verse 1:
We started talking about nothing at all
we shared a bit of something and I started to fall
A little bit in love I guess I answered a call
Made her more than a friend

So we got married in a rush of youth
Feeling so free, playing fast and loose
I always meant well you know that's the truth
But I stuffed it up in the end

Chorus:
Wish I could say that I did my best
But it's simply not true
I could have done a whole lot better
If I'd known what to do
I did as much as who I was at the time would allow
I'd like to think that whatever I did I did the best that I knew how

Verse 2:
We brought you home your mum and me
You entered our house turned two into three
So I went to work thought my job was to be
Bringing home big buckets of security

Who knew back then what a father should be
Who knew what a little boy or girl might need
I learned too late what I needed to see
More than anything you needed more of me.

Chorus:
Wish I could say that I did my best
But it's simply not true
I could have done a whole lot better
If I'd known what to do
I did as much as who I was at the time would allow
I'd like to think that whatever I did I did the best that I knew how

Bridge (omitted from this version):
That's not to say that I didn't try
That's all I ever did and that's no lie
If I didn't live up to the standards I had
I never thought that I was doing all that bad
The only life I've known has been in my own skin
I've never been the man I wish I'd been

Chorus:
Wish I could say that I did my best
But it's simply not true
I could have done a whole lot better
If I'd known what to do
I did as much as who I was at the time would allow
I'd like to think that whatever I did I did the best that I knew how
credits

The Best

Bandcamp : https://myckalmarcovic.bandcamp.com/track/il-ny-a-rien-voir
Spotify : https://open.spotify.com/intl-fr/album/6VecJEcjNyJa4iIyRU8Xr1?si=PfZpTAm7TMigx72G_0FQ-A
Translation above

Texte : Isabelle Le Gouic, du groupe Fip Ta Zik https://soundcloud.com/user-524852847
Musique et voix : Myckaël Marcovic

Text: Isabelle Le Gouic, from the group Fip Ta Zik https://soundcloud.com/user-524852847 
Music and vocals : Myckaël Marcovic

Il n’y a rien à voir

Sur la jetée de mon papier grimoire
Des rimes jetées
Qui s’arriment à la brume
Mon brouillard en errance
Posé sur un papelard
Il n’y a rien à voir
Sur la jetée de mon papier miroir
Des embruns jetés
Mes pensées que j’écume
Mon brouillard en partance
Sur mon papier bavard
Il n’y a rien à voir

Refrain :
Sur le journal où je m’épanche
Il n’y a rien à voir
J’écris à l’encre blanche
Sur un papier ivoire

Sur la jetée de mon papier mémoire
Souvenirs lancés
Mes vieilles balançoires
Les brouillons de l’enfance
Sur mon papier buvard
Il n’y a rien à voir
Sur la jetée de mon papier du soir
Encre blanch’ jetée
Comme une pleine lune
Qui s’élance en plein jour
Sur un papier blafard
Il n’y a rien à voir

Refrain :
Sur le journal où je m’épanche 
Il n’y a rien à voir
J’écris à l’encre blanche
Ma plume a peur du noir

Paroles : Isabelle Le Gouic
Musique : Myckaël Marcovic, le 14 juin 2024

There's nothing to see

On the pier of my grimoire paper
Discarded rhymes
That dock with the mist
My wandering fog
On a piece of paper
There's nothing to see
On the pier of my mirror paper
Spray thrown
My thoughts that I foam
My departing fog
On my chattering paper
There's nothing to see

Refrain :
On the newspaper where I pour out my heart
There is nothing to see
I write in white ink
On ivory paper

On the pier of my memory paper
Thrown memories
My old swings
Childhood drafts
On my blotting paper
There's nothing to see
On the pier of my evening paper
Bleached ink thrown away
Like a full moon
That rises in broad daylight
On a pale paper
There's nothing to see

Refrain :
On the newspaper where I pour out my heart 
There's nothing to see
I write in white ink
My pen is afraid of the dark

Lyrics: Isabelle Le Gouic
Music: Myckaël Marcovic, June 14, 2024

Il n'y a rien à voir (Isabelle Le Gouic / Myckaël Marcovic)

Speed Dance

I was thinking of the phrase "Isn't it pretty to think so?" the famous last line from Ernest Hemingway's novel "The Sun Also Rises". It's a bittersweet expression of longing and acceptance, often used to acknowledge a beautiful but ultimately unattainable idea or hope. "Pretty" didn't really work for the song but that was the sentiment behind the lyrics.

Guitar: Clay Willis
Drums: Josh Rodgers
Bass: Pete Miller
Keyboards: Bob Patin
Mandolin: Milo Deering
Vocal: Will Montgomery
Backup Vocals: Julie Laverty, Spencer Brochard, Henrik Bank
Engineering: Paul Osborn @ Audio Dallas
Written, Mixed & Produced by Will Montgomery

Lyrics (Because Robert asked for them!):

[Verse 1]
We built a life in our heads
In places we’d never find
Hung pictures in empty rooms
Like we had all the time

You laughed and lit a cigarette
Said dreams are just what they are
But I kept drawing maps to places
we’d never get in the car

[Pre-Chorus]
You said, “Don’t look back, it’s dangerous”
But that’s where I live the most
With a glass in my hand
And a ghost on the coast

[Chorus]
Isn’t it nice to think so?
That love could be enough
That timing wasn’t cruel
And we weren’t just making it up

Isn’t it something to hold to
When the truth feels too low
To believe in what never was
Isn’t it nice to think so?

[Verse 2]
You read me lines from a book 
About some other broken pair
And said, “At least we tried”
Like trying ever got us anywhere

We kissed like we were strangers
And left like we were thieves
Took nothing but the silence
And the ache that never leaves

[Pre-Chorus]
The stars were out but fading fast
Like promises on your breath
And I knew right then
We were loving to forget

[Chorus]
Isn’t it nice to think so?
That we could rewrite the end
That you’d call me one last time
Just to say, “Let’s pretend”

Isn’t it easier dreaming
Than facing what we know
That some hearts were made to break
Isn’t it nice to think so?

[Bridge]
All the could’ve-beens
And almosts and maybes
They sit like unopened letters
From younger, braver versions of me

[Final Chorus]
Isn’t it nice to think so?
That we’d meet in another life
Where we never said goodbye
And nothing ever felt like a knife

Isn’t it lovely and hollow
To wish it was all for show
But I loved you more than I told you—
Isn’t it nice to think so?

[Outro]
Yeah, I loved you more than I told you
Isn’t it nice to think so?

Nice To Think So

Say it how it should be

saturday nite special

Fang Dang

heartbreak season

Guitars, Harmonicas, Bass, Vocals and Keyboards By Robert Grigg.
Drums by Yamaha Keyboard
https://youtu.be/CWC6bpTmwnU?si=9aduR8EGbmFaT5Wr

Lady Low

Por parte de vc
Sempre que eu pude 
não exitei em tê-la.   de todas As formas De qualquer maneira  se lembra os nossos sonhos Alguns foram bons pra mim Já nem sei Se estamos juntos Estou dividido Não estou mais feliz Romântico e Pronto Romântico  Sincero  Distante Rithm'n Blues Rock Brazilian Glenn Hughes  Mell Galley inspirada na Música Homeland da banda Trapeze!  Exposição de tribos ativas fazendo música 🎶  pelo 🌎 mundo. Intervenções Artísticas,  Novas Influências,  Desafios e riqueza das culturas brasileira e do mundo. Evidencia o compromisso de fomentar o diálogo cultural e a colaboração artística, refletindo os temas centrais.Amor , vivências, postura,  situações,  padrões,  experiências,  energia., consciência. 

Pelas Ruas Pelas Sombras

Low Tech

Guitars, bass, vocals and keyboards by Robert Grigg.

Commit

Electric Heart returns with another journey through time — this chapter diving into the warmth and courage of the 1940s. “Hope in the Airwaves” blends vintage radio romance, dance-hall swing, and early cinematic soul with Connor Charles’ modern emotional signature.

A glowing radio in the dark. A voice carrying hope across the static.
From soft wartime ballads to big-band lifts and golden-screen elegance — this is music for a world finding light again.

Reflections In The Mirror  - Hope In The Airwaves 1940’s

Una noche, frente al mar y bajo la luna llena, me tocó una melodía que me recordó a ese viejo tema mío. Me miró, sonrió y susurró: '¿Por qué no lo compartes con el mundo?' Así nació 'Arpeggio'.

Arpeggio

It's a blessing to be able to create music and if someone enjoys my work, that's icing on the cake! All blessings come from God.

As a retired DOD Civil Service worker, I have time to record some. I have been recording at home sice around 1990 and some of my tracks are very old.  I‘ve had 50+ years in bands playing music of many types. I still play the club scene 3 to 4 times a month. Life is good!

I'm a Guitarist who likes to write, record and sing many styles of music. Please check out my tracks. I'm also enjoying the occasional collaborations.  Meeting some good friends on here and continuing to grow. Thank you for listening!


Es una bendición poder crear música y si alguien disfruta de mi trabajo, ¡eso es la guinda del pastel! Todas las bendiciones vienen de Dios. Como trabajador jubilado del Servicio Civil del Departamento de Defensa, tengo tiempo para registrar algunos. He estado grabando en casa durante unos 23 años y algunas de mis pistas son muy antiguas. He tenido más de 50 años en bandas tocando música de muchos tipos. Todavía juego en la escena del club de 3 a 4 veces al mes. ¡La vida es buena! Soy un guitarrista al que le gusta escribir, grabar y cantar muchos estilos de música. Por favor, echa un vistazo a mis pistas. También estoy disfrutando de las colaboraciones ocasionales. Conocer a algunos buenos amigos aquí y seguir creciendo. ¡Gracias por escuchar!

Lady Low

Robert Grigg

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