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C'est que je l'aime    (translated after French text )
   
Vidéo : https://youtu.be/Phnq9OPxhA4
Thanks again to Say M and  @YgorJensouniev
for this song written in 2021 and reworked today.
Texte : Say M
Chant : @Ygor Jensouniev
Musique : Alain Illos

J'avais dit à ma femme
Avant qu'elle soit la tienne
Que les vers rouges de vase
Sont pour les poissons essentiels
Je l'aimais pour son âme
Notre maison terre de Sienne
Nos roses rouges et les vases
Je nous voyais le même ciel

J’lui lisais à la flamme
Pour qu'elle garde son sommeil
Des histoires de jeunes gars
Morts d'amour pour une reine
Puis t'es venu, au grand dam
D'une amitié sans pareil
Sans scrupule et sans égard
Installer ta mise en scène

Et pourtant

Et pourtant, si je dis sans mesure
Des récits, des poèmes
Au fur et à mesure
Que je bois
Que je saigne
C'est que je l'aime
C'est que je l'aime

Je te pensais mon ami
En dépit, de nos panses
De nos matins en panne
De nos verres assumés
De ce rouge sans le drame
De nos belles éloquences
De nos vains états d'ânes
Tu as choisi de l'aimer

Et pourtant

Et pourtant, si je dis sans mesure
Des récits, des poèmes
Au fur et à mesure
Que je bois
Que je saigne
C'est que je l'aime
C'est que je l'aime

J'avais dit à ma femme 
Que tant qu'elle serait mienne
L'amour serait la base
Son sourire mon soleil
Mais ton ombre au programme
A fermé les persiennes
Les rosiers à terre rase
Se meurt le parfum de miel

Et pourtant

Et pourtant, si j'écris sans mesure
Des récits, des poèmes
Au fur et à mesure
Que je bois
Que je saigne
C'est que je l'aime
C'est que je l'aime
Au fur et à mesure
Que je bois
Que je saigne
C'est que je l'aime
C'est que je l'aime


I told my wife
Before she was yours
That red mud worms
Are essential for fish
I loved her for her soul
Our sienna-colored house
Our red roses and vases
I saw us under the same sky

I read to her by candlelight
So she could sleep
Stories of young men
Who died of love for a queen
Then you came, much to the chagrin
Of an unparalleled friendship
Without scruples and without regard
To set up your scene

And yet

And yet, if I tell stories and poems
Without restraint
As I drink
As I bleed
It's because I love her
It's because I love her

I thought you were my friend
Despite our bellies
Our broken mornings
Our assumed glasses
That red without the drama
Our beautiful eloquence
Our vain states of donkeys
You chose to love her

And yet

And yet, if I say without measure
Stories, poems
As I drink
As I bleed
It's because I love her
It's because I love her

I told my wife 
That as long as she was mine
Love would be the foundation
Her smile my sunshine
But your shadow on the program
Closed the shutters
The rose bushes cut down to the ground
The scent of honey is dying

And yet

And yet, if I write without measure
Stories, poems
As I drink
As I bleed
It's because I love her
It's because I love her
As I drink
As I bleed
It's because I love her
It's because I love her

C'est que je l'aime avec Ygor Jensouniev

After many months of putting it off, I've been experimenting with SUNO AI these past few weeks. I'd say almost everything it generates is mediocre, but there is one thing that has surprised me: the vocals.

It's a very difficult tool to control. No matter how many times you feed it a track and tell it to generate that sung melody, you're unlikely to get what you want. But after about 50 attempts, I got a usable version. When incorporating it into my project, I had to adjust quite a few notes on both the piano and the strings, and although it's not perfectly aligned, I think the result isn't bad.

By the way, I asked it not to generate any lyrics, only to use vowels. Despite that, the generated voice seems to say a few words and phrases. I don't think they make much sense, but I hope it doesn't say anything offensive, haha.
It will be available on all digital platforms on February 6th.

Cheers!

A Distant Voice (SUNO's voice).

I wonder if
there's dancing
in the afterlife
smooth, circular,
beautiful movements to gentle music
that go on
forever

Family Heirloom

Horror. Nightmares and nerve-wracking tension

Nordic Noir is a collection of dystopian, suspenseful, and dark sounds. You can easily create wonderful textures and atmospheres – precisely to evoke those dark and spooky emotions.

Since I was a yonker
I’ve eaten black eyed peas
And, of course, the cabbage
Every New Year’s Day
For nearly 70 years I expect
And I don’t think I am a dollar richer
Or a rabbit’s foot luckier for it
That’s just the way it is

Hoppin’ John and cabbage
Are dishes of old
Dating back to the Civil War
Tied to emancipation
That age-old failed concept
A lightening bug in a jar
Released to join the crowd
Yet still covered in a shroud
 
Let us have the luck
And show us the money
We’re tired of eating beans
Next to The Big Muddy
Just a little to balance the field
And raise those who are poor
Stop for a minute of wanting more

A fat man can afford a pound of flesh
One whose tarnished belt buckle
Touches his backbone could use it
The simple solutions are the best
Yet people make things so complex
Looking for answers that suit their needs
Often play things too close to a vest
Concealing a ubiquitous money belt

The information is everywhere
You just have to let it in
Too many solutions
Too many Chiefs
Feed the people’s problem
Causing much grief
 
Let us have the luck
And show us the money
We’re tired of eating beans
Next to The Big Muddy
Just a little to balance the field
And raise those who are poor
Stop for a minute of wanting more

Next to the Big Muddy

Started in 2009, Route 017 is the solo project of multi-instrumentalist Kelsey Haugh. This project encompasses a fifty-year-old accordion, 1980s casiotone, glockenspiel, toy piano, and various synthesizers.