For he or she who is able to understand the miracle of life, to fight to the end for something he truly believes in.. Peace

Warrior of Light

Warrior Of Light

Hello, my blank friend
Here you are again
So quiet
So wide
So impossibly pale

What do I want to write?
A memory?
A confession?
A truth I shouldn't say aloud?
Or a lie so beautiful it feels like truth?

"You want too much
Every word will betray you
I will outlast them"

No, I don't want monuments
I want seeds
Something that grows
when no one is watching
Something that sings
without permission

"Seeds rot
Songs fade
Every mark is a scar"

But purity is silence
Purity is death
I would rather wound you
than leave you untouched

Maybe the first word
isn't the right word
Maybe the first line
will shame me tomorrow
But tomorrow isn't here
And tonight
I need to begin

"Then begin.
Bleed on me
I will hold it
I will remember"

Not perfect.
Not final
But alive
And that is enough

Hello, my blank friend
"Hello"

My Blank Friend

Tick, tock
truth is late
Clap, stomp
we still wait

Two plus two is five tonight
Wrong feels heavy, lies feel light
Shadows bend, the crowd obeys
Start again, there's no end

Yeah! Numbers break
Yeah! Mirrors shake
Yeah! Nonsense rhymes
Yeah! It stands through time

Maps are drawn without the land
Castles built on grains of sand
Echoes ring, the night is loud
Wisdom hides inside the crowd

If the joke makes sense
It wasn't deep enough
If the nonsense lingers
It might be true

Shadows laugh
mirrors bend
Truth's a circle with no end
Clap once
stomp twice
Even lies can sound precise

Yeah! Numbers break
Yeah! Mirrors shake
Yeah! Nonsense rhymes
Yeah! It stands through time
Yeah! Clap, stomp, wait
Yeah! Truth is late

Tick, tock
Truth is late
Clap, stomp
We still wait

Truth Is Late (TikTok song)

I drew a line to measure truth
It bent itself into a loop
I tried to name the shape of time
It laughed and told me, "Not this time"

I chased the proof, the numbers lied
They split in two, then multiplied
The closer that I came to fact
The further it dissolved to act

Meaning hides in coded schemes
In broken clocks and endless dreams
The world’s a riddle, sharp and sly
It grins and winks each time you try

You reach for logic, it slips away
A paradox dressed in broad daylight
The punchline waits at the end of the play
It only lands when the timing’s right

Bazinga!
Bazinga!
Bazinga!
Bazinga!

Bazinga

A song about seeing a beautiful girl dancing in a old 60s film of a music group playing in a studio and wondering what happened to her and if she found love.

*******  LYRICS ****
[Intro]
Strumming softly in the studio,
A song from days gone by,
In a flickering black and white video,
She caught my eye.

[Verse 1]
I saw a beautiful girl, dancing there,
In a crowded TV room, full of dreams and despair.
She twirled to the rhythm of a love song sweet,
A lost face  of the '60s, in her vintage dress,
The band played on, lost in their beat,
While the room spun around, she was no longer on her feet.

[Chorus]
Oh, the girl in black and white, where did you go?
Did happiness ever find you, or did the shadows grow?
In a moment frozen, you seemed so alone,
A haunting frame in a life unknown.

[Verse 2]
Did she find true love that night, in the gleam of the lights?
Or was she just a fan, lost in distant heights?
With hopes in her heart and dreams in her eyes,
Would the music sweep her away, or leave her in sighs?
I pondered her journey, her laughter and tears,
Did she dance through the seasons, or hide from her fears?

[Chorus]
Oh, the girl in black and white, where did you go?
Did happiness ever find you, or did the shadows grow?
In a moment frozen, you seemed so alone,
A haunting frame in a life unknown.

[Bridge]
If I had been there, would I have been that man?
The one who caught her eye, with a hopeful hand?
Could I have shared a dance, amidst fame and desire?
Or lost in the dream, would I fall to the fire?
We live in a world where time slips away,
But the feelings remain, in the lyrics we play.

[Verse 3]
I hope she found laughter and joy, day by day,
That the girl in the film had a bright, shining way.
No longer a silhouette in a frame of despair,
But a woman who conquered, with love in the air.
Though I never learned her name, I carry the spark,
Of a dancing queen lost in the song's sacred arc.

[Chorus]
Oh, the girl in black and white, where did you go?
Did happiness ever find you, or did the shadows grow?
In a moment frozen, you seemed so alone,
A haunting frame in a life unknown.

[Outro]
So here in the twilight, I play you my song,
For the girl of the past, where my thoughts now belong.
I wish you true joy, in each step that you take,
From a fan of a '60s pop band, for love's own sake.

The Girl In Black And White

All parts by Robert Grigg except 
Drums by Jim dooley
https://jimdooley.net/

No Need To Wait

I originally wrote this as a rock song and felt the urge to try a country rock version.  Featuring Aether Flux Lewis on vocals.  This song got in my feelings pretty hard.  For anyone that has suffered a loss of a loved one.

Country Gets Rocked

Angel In The Sky ReVampd (Country Rock)

Buy Direct Fan Price

Bandcamp : https://myckalmarcovic.bandcamp.com/track/nos-serments
Spotify : open.spotify.com/intl-fr/album/2Y…gAd6OPAOoAsoZgQu
Deezer : www.deezer.com/us/album/836344892
Apple Music : music.apple.com/us/album/nos-serm…single/1845534166
(Translation above)

Quand les mots tuent plus que les coups de poings, quand le désir de chair ne raccommode pas de tout, quand les serments d'amour sont grignotés par les dents du temps, ne reste que la guillotine de la séparation. Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel signe ici et chante avec toute la puissance de sa voix un de ses textes les plus forts. Et la musique de Myckaël Marcovic est à l'image de cette dernière nuit orageuse de ce couple qui se déchire, entre violence et abattement jusqu'au calme final de la désolation subie dans ce champ de bataille d'où nul ne sort vainqueur...

When words kill more than fists, when physical desire cannot mend everything, when vows of love are gnawed away by the teeth of time, all that remains is the guillotine of separation. Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel writes and sings one of his most powerful lyrics with all the power of his voice. And Myckaël Marcovic's music reflects the stormy final night of this couple tearing themselves apart, between violence and despondency, until the final calm of the desolation suffered on this battlefield from which no one emerges victorious...

Paroles (lyrics) et voix (vocal) : Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel
Musique : Myckaël Marcovic

Nos serments

Dans notre nuit d’orage
Nos mots sont des couteaux
Qui nous livrent au naufrage
Triomphal d’un radeau
Mais quand je m’agenouille
Tu reviens amarrée
Et nos corps dans la houle
Sont deux cœurs déchirés

Refrain :
Ne mêle pas tes larmes
À ma bouche enragée
Quand on n’a plus comme armes
Que nos serments brodés
Nos serments brodés

Brûlante sauvagine
Sur mes lèvres amères
J’ancre sur ta poitrine
Les mots de mes prières
Dans cette heure à crier
Cette heure qui divise
Qui t’arrache éreintée
À ma chair insoumise

Refrain :
…
Que nos serments fardés
Nos serments fardés

Je dévore tes lèvres
Ton regard de tempête
Dans notre ultime fièvre
Jusqu’à l’aube muette
Jusqu’au silence armé
Fuyant à la sauvette
De nos draps dépouillés
Qui signent ma défaite

Refrain :
…
Que nos serments gâchés
Nos serments gâchés

Je n’entendrai plus fuir
De mes lèvres épuisées
Ni le moindre désir
Ni l’espoir détrôné
Je n’attends rien du jour
Ni des nuits qui me brisent
J’ai perdu tout l’amour
De ma Terre promise

Refrain :
Je ne vois plus tes larmes
Devant mes yeux noyés
Et j’ai rendu les armes
De nos serments brûlés

Our vows

In our stormy night
Our words are knives
That deliver us to the wreckage
Triumphant of a raft
But when I kneel
You come back moored
And our bodies in the swell
Are two torn hearts

Chorus:
Don't mix your tears
With my raging mouth
When we have no weapons left
But our embroidered vows
Our embroidered vows

Burning wildfowl
On my bitter lips
I anchor on your chest
The words of my prayers
In this hour of crying out
This hour that divides
That tears you away, exhausted
From my rebellious flesh

Chorus:
...
Than our painted vows
Our painted vows

I devour your lips
Your stormy gaze
In our final fever
Until the silent dawn
Until the armed silence
Fleeing hastily
From our stripped sheets
Which signify my defeat

Chorus:
...
May our wasted vows
Our wasted vows

I will no longer hear fleeing
From my exhausted lips
Not the slightest desire
Nor the dethroned hope
I expect nothing from the day
Nor from the nights that break me
I have lost all love
For my Promised Land

Chorus:
I no longer see your tears
Before my drowned eyes
And I have surrendered
Our burnt vows

Nos serments

When the seagulls sing

NickJC Chasing Forever Ft Frank Zozky

The third composition of the AEON album.
For all dreamers wandering through the deserts of their minds.
Time slows, colors soften, and every breath feels like a quiet renewal.

Drums, keys, guitar, sax and bass by UPFUSION.
Composed and mastered by UPFUSION.

Oasis

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!