Very nice sound. Keep up the good music. Great jam.

your music is amazing Mark. There's not much more i can say.

I'm not a performer, a singer, a musician, an arranger, a producer.  I'm just not.  I do what I can but I dream about what it might be like to work with someone who could do all the things I can't do, which is most of it.  Wouldn't it be great to have a collaborator?

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Collaborator was re-mixed and re-mastered May 2023.

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Verse 1:
Last night I had a dream
I dreamt about a beautiful song
The words were deeply moving
And the melody was strong
I got up right away
I picked up my guitar
I tried to compose my dream
But I didn't get very far

Verse 2:
The notes I played were nothing like
The melody in my dream
And the words came out as doggerel
If you know what I mean
This sort of thing happens all the time
When I get a song in my head
I tried to write that song for a while
Then I got back into bed

Chorus:
I need a collaborator
To help me do what I want to do
Someone to help fill in the puzzle
Make one and one equal more than two
I need a collaborator if I'm ever going to be great
And once I find a collaborator we can collaborate

Verse 3:
I'm not too proud to tell you I'm
Not the world's most talented guy
I guess that's just the way it is
No point in asking why
But maybe with the right kind of help
I could do more with the talent I've got
The right sort of partnership
Could take me straight to the top

Chorus:
I need a collaborator
To help me do what I want to do
Someone to help fill in the puzzle
Make one and one equal more than two
I need a collaborator if I'm ever going to be great
And once I find a collaborator we can collaborate

Bridge:
I can do a lot of things
But I can't do it all
If I found me a number
I just might make a call
Maybe there's somebody out there
Who could fill in the missing bit
and if they're looking for someone
We just might be a perfect fit

Verse 4:
My whole life my tendency has been
to do everything on my own
That's meant there's a whole lot of things
that somehow never get done
No one really makes it alone
They get a little help on the way
Maybe if I find a collaborator
Everything will work out Ok

Chorus:
I need a collaborator
To help me do what I want to do
Someone to help fill in the puzzle
Make one and one equal more than two
I need a collaborator if I'm ever going to be great
And once I find a collaborator we can collaborate

Collaborator

BROKEN GENERATION
Music by Overdrive, Stop Sleeping & Chris Schlue
Mastering by Chris Schlue

Check out the IG promo video:
https://www.instagram.com/p/DF_cUIDsPnW/


STOP SLEEPING

Punk flunky, indie drop out, marginally mathy, spacewards or maybe just some 80s fan, Stop Sleeping isn't just a synth and guitar wizard, but also an extremely versatile american singer who can emulate different vocal styles with impressive ease. BROKEN GENERATION's driving force is the Johnny Rotten-style vocals of Stop Sleeping and I believe this is the first of many collabs in the near future. Check out his great songs available on his Soundcloud page:

https://soundcloud.com/stop-sleeping

CHRIS SCHLUE

Chris is an incredibly talented German guitarist and composer, and as if that weren't enough, he's a walking encyclopedia on all things mixing and mastering. Believe me, his ears are absolutely insane for detail and Chris is responsible for the exquisite technical quality of BROKEN GENERATION's mastering. Our next collabs are already in the works, but in the meantime, check out his great individual and band tracks on Soundcloud:

https://soundcloud.com/chris-schlue

Broken Generation

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https://myckalmarcovic.bandcamp.com/track/le-sommeil-du-matamore
translation above
Texte et voix de Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel
Musique de Myckaël Marcovic
Illustration d'Annie Madec

Le sommeil du matamore

Messieurs, mesdames, mon moi et moi
Vont vous chanter leur oraison
Que j’ai vécue, enfant de chœur,
Dans mon sommeil de matamore

Je moissonne des capucines,
Des mandragores de couleur
Les soirs de brume sur la colline
Sur des losanges de sept lieues

Je pense à des mots de saisons
Comme l’amour jamais cassé
Comme l’extase des matins
Comme la pitié un vendredi

Je traverse des macadams
Dans des souliers de carabin
Rouges qui exhalent la mort 
Comm’ les bottes de Saint-Pierre

Les moralistes, parlons-en !
Ils nous tartinent le melon !
Allez pointer, mais allez donc
À vos comptoirs de xénophobes

Les prophètes ont signé un pacte :
Ces fous de Dieu qui puent de l’âme
Et qui refoulent du malheur,
Sonnent les cloches de leurs blâmes

Ils sont tous là comme des loups
Fumant des pieds sur leur empire
Pour Dieu, la mort c’est l’habitude
De nettoyer ses souvenirs

Quand la lumière se fait courage
C’est toujours l’autre qui a tort
Il n’aime que ce qu’il ignore
Ses essuie-glaces sont en panne

Tous leurs couloirs cassent la vie
Avec leurs portes colmatées
Surtout la nuit, elles me font mal.
Et j’entends ricaner les hyènes

Messieurs, mesdames, mon moi et moi
Vous ont chanté leur oraison
Que j’ai vécue, enfant de chœur,
Dans mon sommeil de matamore

Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel, 25 07 2024
Musique : Myckaël Marcovic, 7 août 2024

The matamore's sleep

Gentlemen, ladies, me and I
Will sing you their oration
That I lived, choirboy,
In my matamore sleep

I harvest nasturtiums,
Colored mandragores
On foggy evenings on the hill
On seven-league rhombuses

I think of seasonal words
Like love never broken
Like the ecstasy of mornings
Like pity on a Friday

I cross macadams
In red shoes
Red with the smell of death 
Like Saint Peter's boots

Let's talk about moralists!
They're spreading the melon!
Go and punch the clock
To your xenophobic counters

The prophets have signed a pact:
God-fearing fools who stink of the soul
And repress misfortune,
Ring out their bells of blame

They're all out there like wolves
Smoking their empire with their feet
For God, death is the habit
To cleanse one's memories

When light becomes courage
It's always the other who's wrong
He only loves what he doesn't know
His windshield wipers are out of order

All their corridors break life
With their clogged doors
Especially at night, they hurt me.
And I hear the hyenas cackling

Gentlemen, ladies, me and I
Have sung their oration to you
That I lived, choirboy,
In my matamore sleep

Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel, 25 07 2024
Music : Myckaël Marcovic, August 7, 2024

Translated with DeepL.com (free version)

Le sommeil du matamore (Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel / Myckaël Marcovic), feat Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel

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