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Latest original psychedelic music. Take one away from challenges of this strange physical world. Seventeen gems.

Hope everyone enjoys the musical magical ride.

All instruments: Daniel Lars
Written, mixed, produced, mastered: Daniel Lars


℗ 2025 Daniel A. Larsen

Psychedelic Cats

7 Feb 2025

Day of Hope

Bandcamp : https://myckalmarcovic.bandcamp.com/track/quel-temps-fait-il-entre-les-gouttes
Deezer : https://www.deezer.com/fr/album/804468291
Apple Music : https://music.apple.com/fr/album/quel-temps-fait-il-entre-les-gouttes-feat-jean-paul/1833071726
Spotify : https://open.spotify.com/intl-fr/album/5NOwif24XFvX5o5fQGR0mJ
YouTube : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TW2KFsDcf6M&list=OLAK5uy_nyH8HpdiBKGuduhOZ6fzZN4fe997DUoAw
Qobuz : https://www.qobuz.com/nz-en/album/quel-temps-fait-il-entre-les-gouttes-myckael-marcovic/lt4eqyecja9ta
RadioGalaxxy : https://www.radiogalaxxy.fr/

Translation above.
Texte et musique : Myckaël Marcovic
Voix : Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel https://soundcloud.com/gaidodaniel06
André Gide disait "Que l'importance soit dans ton regard, non dans la chose regardée." Cette chanson en est une illustration à travers la pluie qu'on peut voir comme triste. À moins qu'on sache voir entre les gouttes...

				       À Leny

Quel temps fait-il entre les gouttes ?

Y a ceux qui voient toujours le verre
À moitié vide
À moitié plein
Y a ceux qui voient toujours l’hiver
Saison frigide
Saison de rien

Refrain :
Quel temps fait-il entre les gouttes,
Là où le ciel ne pleure pas ?
Moi, je me dis sans doute, sans doute,
Que la réponse dépend de toi…
Quel temps fait-il entre les gouttes,
Là où le ciel ne pleure pas ?
Moi, je me dis sans doute, sans doute,
Qu’un p’tit bonheur sa cache là.

Y a ceux qui voient toujours la Terre
Soit tout en blanc,
Soit tout en noir.
Y a ceux qui voient ceux qui espèrent
Vendeurs de vent,
Vendeurs d’espoirs.
(refrain)

Y a ceux qui croient que la misère
Se compte en banque,
Se compte en rien.
Y a ceux qui voient tout en colère
Cœur à la manque
Cœur tout éteint

 le 22 avril 2025

André Gide said, “Let the importance be in your gaze, not in the thing you gaze upon.” This song illustrates this through the rain, which can be seen as sad. Unless you know how to see between the raindrops...
	                                To Leny

What's the weather like between the raindrops?

There are those who always see the glass
Half empty
Half full
There are those who always see winter
A frigid season
A season of nothing

Chorus :
What's the weather like between the raindrops,
Where the sky doesn't cry?
I tell myself, no doubt, no doubt,
That the answer depends on you...
What's the weather like between the raindrops,
Where the sky doesn't cry?
I tell myself, no doubt, no doubt,
That a little happiness is hiding there.

There are those who always see the Earth
Either all white,
Or all black.
There are those who see those who hope
Sellers of wind,
Sellers of hope.
(chorus)

There are those who believe that misery
Is counted in the bank,
Is counted as nothing.
There are those who see everything with anger,
Heart missing,
Heart completely extinguished.

Lyrics and music : Myckaël Marcovic, April 22, 2025
Vocal : Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel

Quel temps fait-il entre les gouttes ?

A lack of hope won't keep me sane.
Hold off the rain.
Maintain my brain
Whilst I'm awaiting soft release.
Don't read me meek.
Down with them freaks.

One day, I was drinking, and the years were flying by.
Next, I'm overthinking, and I'm walking down your line.
One day, I was somebody with nothing left to lose.
Next, I'm softly glistening, in middle age, refused.

A little escape from this storm.
My thoughts are worn.
My trousers torn.
You might be calling out the fakes.
You left me; shakes.
You took my breaks.
I need a holiday from you.
You leave me blue.
You give no clue.

One day, I was flying, and the clouds were far below.
Next, I'm overthinking all the facts  I used to know.
One day, I was heavenly, yet now I'm back to front.
Now I'm slowly wrinkling, in middle age, begun.

One day, I was drinking, and the years were passing by.
Next, I'm overthinking, and I'm taking down the lines.
Once, I was just nobody with somebody to love.
Next, I'm barely listening to guidance from above.

Overthinking

Melodic progressive metal with brass jazz infusion from the debut self-titled album by Red Dust of Mars

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Wound Up/Unwind - Wound Up for String Quartet and Cajón
Written: 2025
Total Duration: 10'
for string quartet and percussion (cajón with pedal and handpan—D Kurd 10: D) A, B-flat, C, D, E, F, G, A, C )
Commissioned by FAB5 quintet with support from the New York City Department of Cultural Affairs
World Premiere: FAB5, Mostly Modern Festival | The Netherlands, Oostkerk, Middelburg, Middelburg, Zeeland, The Netherlands, May 2, 2025
US Premiere: Mostly Modern Festival. FAB5, Mostly Modern Festival, Arthur Zankel Music Center, Helen Filene Ladd Concert Hall, Skidmore College, Saratoga Springs, NY, June 18, 2026
Publisher: Bill Holab Music
For More Information: https://robertpaterson.com/wound-up-unwind
VIdeo: https://youtu.be/RPyXPYx-nuo


PROGRAM NOTE
For many years, my wife Victoria and her FAB5 quintet (string quartet and percussion), have entertained thousands of people at numerous performance spaces and travel hubs in New York City, including Moynihan Train Hall, Oculus World Trade Center, Javits Center, and Chelsea Market. Having seen many of their shows, especially those at travel hubs, there's a certain tension and release you experience watching people wait anxiously for their trains, and then the release they feel when they are finally on their way. I've had these experiences myself, so I wanted to create two pieces that emulate these feelings.

Wound Up/Unwind consists of two contrasting pieces for string quartet and percussion. The first, Wound Up, for string quartet and cajón, imitates the feeling of being worried, anxious, and frustrated, especially while waiting to board a train. The second, Unwind, for string quartet and handpan, is calm and soothing, perhaps emulating the satisfying feeling of relaxing in a quiet seat as the train leaves the station. Both pieces can be performed independently and in any order.

Wound Up/Unwind is written for and commissioned by the FAB5 quintet with support from the New York City Department of Cultural Affairs.

Wound Up for String Quartet and Cajón

This is a reworking of a older folk song of mine as rock and roll.  I think it works better like this.

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
Looked mighty fine, couldn't help but see
How bout that? she's looking back at me
Ignorant, lonely, I was all of that stuff
She smiled at me, that was enough
We gave it time, we had some fun
Decided she should be my only one
Screwed up my nerve, decided to ask her
Knew that we'd be happy         ever after

Chorus:
I couldn't have been more mistaken
I was travelling a road I never should have taken
it's my own damn fault that my heart is breaking
I'm Never going to do it again

Verse 2:
Fake it 'till you make it, they said to me
Never pass up an opportunity
The point of the process is how much you can make
It's a zero sum game a little give a lot of take
Get a lot of money then make a little more
After all it's only a way of keepin' score
Gonna find  my happiness in wealth and fame
Going figure out the rules of the game

Chorus:
I couldn't have been more mistaken
I was travelling a road I never should have taken
I see what I did and my confidence is shaken
I'm Never going to do it again

Bridge:
Mistakes are made
Life's like that
but mostly we recover 
we find our way back
But you never know
if one day or another
we'll screw up so bad 
we never recover

Verse 4:
Uncovered this stuff, burned real good
Used it to power anything we could
It looked to be something that could satisfy
A hunger for power that would - never run  dry
All we had to do was drill and dig
Power would be cheap, profits would be big
We'll never have to worry about expenses
Cuz there'd never be any consequences

Chorus:
We couldn't have been more mistaken
We're travelling a road We never should have taken
it's our own damn fault that our world is breaking
We're Never going to do it again


Couldn't Have Been

Freeway

American composer Robert Paterson is a true New Yorker—born and bred in Buffalo, he lived in Rochester and Ithaca for over ten years, in New York City for over twenty years, and now lives in Saratoga Springs, near the Adirondacks. Paterson’s colorful music embraces a wide variety of themes, everything from goddesses and online dating to mathematics and the environment. His music is filled with emotion and fierce rhythmic energy, marked by elegance, wit, and meticulous craftsmanship. Named Composer of The Year by the Classical Recording Foundation at Carnegie Hall, Paterson is the winner of the Alfred I. DuPont Award, and his opera Three Way won the Grammy® under Best Classical Producer of the Year. His music is often a Best of the Year pick on National Public Radio. His orchestral tone poem, Dark Mountains, regularly airs on NPR’s Performance Today. Three Way premiered with Nashville Opera, then BAM (Brooklyn Academy of Music), and across the United States. Minnesota Orchestra, Louisville Orchestra, The Oratorio Society of New York, Buffalo Philharmonic, Albany Pro Musica, Albany Symphony, Musica Sacra, Austin Symphony, Vermont Symphony, and ensembles worldwide perform his works. Paterson gives masterclasses at the Curtis Institute of Music, New York University, the Aspen Music Festival, the Cleveland Institute of Music, and more. He is the Artistic Director and house composer for Mostly Modern Projects. Robert is a lifelong vegan and advocates for animals and the environment, celebrating the natural world with ground-breaking works such as his Triple Concerto, A New Eaarth, Listen, and I Go Among Trees.

Wound Up for String Quartet and Cajón

Robert Paterson Composer