background drone- represents souls who have left this plane

j'aime beaucoup l'approche meditative qui se dégage de cette composition!

Quand on a la tête comme un bloc-note et qu'en plus on est resté un enfant avec tout son imaginaire et sa folie , cela donne une chanson amusante réalisée par deux copains qui ont 112 ans à tous les deux ... 😁😃
⛔ATTENTION⛔ !!! Contient des rimes en " otte et oque " pour ceux qui sont allergiques 😈
Compositeur/Musicien : Philippe SEGUINARD
Auteur-Mélodiste/Chant : Guillaume DULER
Chant : Sylvie TIRET
When your head's like a notepad and you're still a child with all your imagination and craziness, you get a fun song by two friends who are both 112 years old ... 😁😃
⛔ATTENTION⛔!!! Contains "otte et oque" rhymes for those who are allergic 😈
Composer/Musician: Philippe SEGUINARD
Songwriter/Melodist/Vocals: Guillaume DULER
Vocalist : Sylvie TIRET

Lyrics:
Dans mon bloc-note
Je dénote sans fautes
Comme un Don Quichotte
J'ai la tête qui flotte
Dans mon bloc-note
Ça funk et ça rock
Je change d'époques
Saute mouton saute !
Dans mon bloc-note
Je casse mes menottes
Je m'échappe du bloc
Les gardiens s'en moquent

Capitaine à docks
Sauve mes bébés phoques
Ma banquise part en flotte
Mon climat perd la note

Dans mon bloc-note
De bric et de broc
Pensées en bougeotte
Cerveau sans jugeotte
Dans mon bloc-note
L'araignée débloque
J'suis pas seul mon pote
On est en colloc 
Dans mon bloc-note
Y'a des anecdotes
Remplies de coyotes
A l'allure glauque

Capitaine à docks
J'en perds mes dreadlocks
J'tombe dans les compotes
Je veux sortir de ma grotte

Dans mon bloc-note
Y'a des phrases idiotes
Qui sont sans culottes
Petites patriotes
Dans mon bloc-note
J'suis pas un despote
Tous les mots me bote
Même les équivoques
Dans mon bloc-note
Je suis astronaute
Un peu cosmonaute
Même taikonaute

Capitaine à docks
Ouvre moi ta porte
Ma valise en plastoc
A reçu trop de chocs

Dans mon bloc-note
Des mémos en stocks
Les yeux à la coke
Je voudrais dire STOP !

In my notepad
I write without mistakes
Like a Don Quixote
My head is floating
In my notepad
It's funk and rock
I change eras
Jump sheep jump!
In my notepad
I break my handcuffs
I escape from the block
The guards don't care

Captain to the docks
Save my baby seals
My ice floe floats away
My climate loses its note

In my notepad
Of odds and ends
Thoughts on the move
Brains without gumption
In my notepad
The spider unlocks
I'm not alone, buddy
We're roommates 
In my notepad
There are anecdotes
Filled with coyotes
With a gloomy look

Captain of the docks
I'm losing my dreadlocks
I'm falling in the compotes
I want to get out of my cave

In my notepad
There are some silly phrases
That have no panties
Little patriots
In my notepad
I'm no despot
I'm not a despot
Even equivocations
In my notepad
I'm an astronaut
A little cosmonaut
Even a taikonaut

Captain of the docks
Open your door
My plastic suitcase
Has received too many shocks

In my notepad
Memos in stock
Coke in my eyes
I'd like to say STOP!

© Philippe SEGUINARD & Guillaume DULER  Novembre 2023

Bloc-Note 📔  (feat Sylvie Tiret) TRANSLATED

Gotta have a cuppa in the morning. Sometimes the second one is in a to-go cup for the road.

(This tune is downloadable.)

I compose in MIDI, using Logic Pro and sound libraries from EastWest.

© 2024 Rebecca Williams All rights reserved.

Morning Coffee To Go

This is an old song that was orginally called 'Flowers in Your Head'  begun in the late 70s by my dad and his friend. He completed it in the 90s and recorded it with a local band (we can't fully remember it). Having not come up with much myself lately,  I was inspired again when remembering how much I liked this, so I re-wrote it again with some different words,  and probably ruined it. 
Melody by Rob Benson (Verse, Chorus) and The Cobbled Moth (Middle 8, or whatever its called). Lyrics by The Cobbled Moth, and Hoppo (who wrote the first verse and part of second).

Cooler is slang for jail. The Song of Songs is worth a study. Beno of LCR FM is in there and the Azerbaijan link. 

Phone recording 24.12.24. 

When I'm feeling lonely and my life is dead and I feel so useless that my face is red 
And I know I can't get away 
The cooler's in my head 
The coolers in my head, the cooler's in my head no no no no oh
Well I turn the radio way down low DJ D says not to go
Back to Stockholm yeah I'm alone just like they said 
The coolers in my head, cooler in my head no no no no oh
You're locked up in a teacup
Diagnoses all wrong 
Bad domain, rage in vain
For lost Song of Songs
Even though you fled
The coolers in your head cooler in your head wo oh oh oh
Where we met was Persia but the north turned red, later left turned right
The same families led 
And I know I can't get away the coolers in my head 
The coolers in my head, cooler in my head No no no no oh 
Cooler in my head, Cooler in my head oh oh oh 




The Cooler's in my Head (collaboration)

Here is the award-winning edit of "Secret With A Home" that i made for the Opera of Zwakkonia.

Secret Is The Home

AcusticBluesRock

For generations of Ukrainians, invaders have coveted the Donbas and failed to keep it.  The protagonist here is a teenager, fully aware of lost youth and clear as to his cause.  
Music and lyrics by Chris Curtis
Vocals and instruments:  Chris Curtis
Production:  Chris Curtis
Cover design:  Michael Sellers

We heard them coming; it was just before dawn
We sent them running; it didn’t take long

I saw those soldiers charge through that field
My great grandpa knows how this feels 

	Yeah, this is the same land we defended back then
	Yeah, the steppes of Donbas will be freed again

Blood, smoke, and iron share the same smell
We just get used to the fragrance of hell

My sister’s been blind since she was 13
Those F-16’s are her Dancing Queens

	Yeah, we’re not playing no video game
	Yeah, grab some ammo and tell me your name

		Then you’ll see what we say
		We’ll have peace one fine day

Back in the woods where grandpapa died
Is a rusted old Panzer with some bones inside

I killed my first soldier only last Tuesday
They cross that border we make them pay

	Yeah, see the world through my gun scope	
	Yeah, check it out, it’s our best hope

DONBAS

Dry Eye

"Fire and Rain" is a song written and performed by American singer-songwriter James Taylor, released in August 1970 by Warner Bros. Records as the second single from Taylor's second studio album, Sweet Baby James. The song follows Taylor's reaction to the suicide of Suzanne Schnerr, a childhood friend, and his experiences with drug addiction and fame. After its release, "Fire and Rain" peaked at number two on RPM's Canada Top Singles chart and at number three on the Billboard Hot 100."                    Wikipedia

"Paul McCartney mentored Taylor's early career; The story behind his second album, Sweet Baby James, which contained the song "Fire and Rain" about the hopelessness of mental illness and suicide; As Taylor's fame increased, so did his problems with heroin, alcohol, and mental illness."  Fire and Rain The James Taylor Story
As an Occupational Therapist I worked in the field of mental health for about 40 years. I have also lives with anxiety my entire life which poorly led me in that career path. I have seen the devastation of mental illness and addiction in terms of what it does to the individual and family. Good for James that he found a path to recovery.



Mastered Track : Distrokid Mixea
Image: Copilot

Fire and Rain-James Taylor(Cover)

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graviola

GG Promises Volumes 1 - 15 Released 9-1-2025 Director & Conductor & Principal Benjamin Hill Producer, Benjamin Hill, coproducer IBen Morton Mastering Benjamin Hill, Mixing, Benjamin Hill, Recording Engineer Benjamin Hill, assistant engineer IBen Morton All songs written by Benjamin Hill and IBen Morton Composers IBen Morton and Benjamin Hill Benjamin and Benjamin, Programming, Percussion, Keyboards, Synthesizers, Bells, various Vocals, IBen Morton and Benjamin Hill Label, IBen Morton Music, IBen Morton and Company, IBen Morton Company Music, IMCM

Nordic Beams

Tag: Political spiritual idealist/activist

My three spirit helpers: Polar bear-strength and persistence, golden eagle-vision and wisdom, and monarch butterfly-flexibility-adaptability-mobility, tenacity. together they assist me in staying focused, directed, and single-minded.
My musical history dates back 60 years as I learned classical piano for 3 years, then developed my ear by listening to pop and rock songs on the radio and learning them on piano. It's not till I was 17 that I began playing with others in bands for a few years and performed locally. 
I started composing and singing and recording my songs when I turned 50, my mother was dying, she had been a chorist for 30 years, and i wanted to show her that I could sing a lovely love song before she passed at the age of 80 in 2005. I sang « L’important c’est la rose » de Becaud.
I've composed 130 songs and have 120 on Soundcloud for monetizing and distribution. 
I am semi-retired massage therapist and am making more time to compose and record.
The sculptures which I. highlight in my song art are made by me from Alabaster.
J'ai crée cette page de ma musique et de mes chansons- J'invite vos commentaires et votre partage de ma musique et chansons. Merci pour votre passage.

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