Rudi De Groote playlist

A playlist of some of my more gentle and downbeat numbers...

Slow paces...

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my favourite things...

Just a wee selection of some of my most recent uploads and compositions. Thank you for listening!

Just a few..

TECHNO DJ NEOCINDER MEMORIES

Childhood Memories

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Diamond Soul

I wrote this short work a while back and recently had the opportunity to re-record the solo cello part (I am the cellist and pianist in the recording)with a full string section for Clockwork Sessions in Glasgow. The work itself was written during lockdown with a view to expressing the brittle nature of our planet and society during that time. Not much seems to have changed...
Thank you for listening!!

Solace

Solace full mix

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Solace Mix 1 (Piano, Cello and Strings)

This track just seemed to come about on its own whilst improvising and I just love the feel of it, so I thought I'd share... Thanks for listening!

Intrigue

I wrote this track for strings many years back and thought I'd tweak it up a bit and add it to my profile... I hope you enjoy!

Awakening

I released this before on Soundcloud but discovered that my levels were too low, so Ive revised my mix. Hopefully this is better.
Cheers

Intrigue (Revised)

Intrigue (revised version)

These tracks are a mix of hip hop and R&B new sounds mixed with hip hop drums and hard-hitting drums.

UP DOWN

I love monotony in my tracks sometimes... Almost like a drone, the piano maintains a pulsating rhythm driving this work forward and giving it a suspensful feel...

Pulse

Another expansive and soaring large string section track...
I hope you enjoy!

Distant Thoughts

Distant thoughts

"Hymen Amen” a bold exploration of breaking social taboos and revealing hidden truths. 

Their unique music composition, lyrics, and melodies empower and resonate with our inner wildness and freedom, breathing new life into old traditions. "Hymen Amen" is a poetic testament to their commitment to promoting love, interconnectedness, and change.

HYMEN AMEN

"Tea with Debussy & Pärt in Casablanca" is a musical dream that bloomed during my vacation in Havana, Cuba. Inspired by classical masterpieces from Arvo Pärt and Claude Debussy, I envisioned an imaginary encounter with these esteemed composers in Casablanca, over Moroccan tea.

Commissioned by a dear friend and talented violist Vincent Delorme, this piece is not an imitation of their styles but rather a heartfelt conversation between us. It embodies the essence of typical conversations in Morocco, where we all speak at the same time, meandering from topic to topic, and experiencing numerous changes of atmospheres, tempi, textures, and fragments of thematic material.

It begins with minimalist touches, a nod to Pärt's recent works, where the piano introduces serene arpeggios, intertwining with heartfelt viola melodies. As we delve into our tea time, I incorporate some of Debussy's harmonic vocabulary. 

Throughout our harmonious dialogue, the piece mirrors the dynamic nature of conversations in Morocco. We experience moments of collective excitement, where the music swells with vibrant textures and lively tempi, as if everyone is speaking at once. Themes and motifs emerge and intertwine, mirroring the meandering nature of our discussion as we navigate from one topic to another.

As our musical journey unfolds, our collaboration celebrates cultural fusion, weaving together Pärt, Debussy, and my artistic zest. Each voice contributes to the narrative, inviting moments of wonder and contemplation through our shared inspirations.

Tea with Debusy and Pärt in Casablanca

Tea With Debussy and Pärt in Casablanca - World Premiere (Live Performance)

A mysterious orchestral track mixed with electronics to give the feel of a mysterious crime scene...

Streetlights

I wrote this with a night time suspenseful and mysterious feel in mind... Hope you enjoy!

Timebomb

Another track Ive written with a mysterious chase theme blending into something more hopeful and perhaps easy going... (like they thought they had escaped!!!).. . before going back into the unpleasant reality of being pursued!!!! 
Something like that anyway!!!!

Traveller

RAW MEAT (TECHNO 2023)

RAW MEAT

Just a little lullabiedbye that came about tonight...

Lullabye for a desperate world...

juakaatop - My safe place

It’s Christmas time, it’s here again
Time to be with my friends
It’s Christmas time, I’m gonna be
Home with my family

All the people in the street you see
Are happy, happy as can be
It’s the Christmas spirit in the air
It’s falling, falling everywhere
Everywhere I go
Dancing in the snow
It’s the thing to do
It’s up to you

It’s Christmas time, it’s here again
Time to be with my friends
It’s Christmas time, I’m gonna be
Home with my family

Jingle bells is ringing at my door
It’s Carol and a whole lot more
What a joy to see them standing there
There’s singing, singing everywhere
Everywhere I go
Dancing in the snow
It’s the thing to do
It’s up to you

It’s Christmas time, it’s here again
Time to be with my friends
It’s Christmas time, I’m gonna be
Home with my family
All the people in the street you see
Are happy, happy as can be
Jingle bells is ringing at my door
It’s Carol and a whole lot more
Merry Christmas
Happy New Year

Funky With You

It's Christmas Time

Bandcamp : https://myckalmarcovic.bandcamp.com/track/grand-jacques
Spotify : https://open.spotify.com/album/6zPhVNteJQvn5hGge2ES4Q?si=dnha1llIQGeTU2oZsEYRKg
Translation above

Sur un texte de Christian Portet www.facebook.com/christian.portetmapage
Voix de Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel www.facebook.com/jeanpaul.gaidodaniel
Photo montage du Manneken Pis et de la statue de Jacques Brel par Tom Frantzen, à Bruxelles

GRAND JACQUES
Grand Jacques, enfant chéri des mers
Qui sent si bon la mort et la bière,
Ne me quitte pas avant mon dernier repas
À Amsterdam ou à Bruxelles. Je ne sais pas...

On n'oublie rien du plat pays de tes bourgeois :
Isabelle, Clara, Marieke avec Mathilde et La Fanette
Arrivent en passant par Vesoul sur la place des rois
Où les soirs d'été sont frais pour l'éclusier dans la tempête !

Les paumés d'un petit matin, creusés au froid d'une Belgique chienne, Refermeront les fenêtres sur les ivrognes solitaires aux prières païennes. Bergers amidonnés d'un vieux port en partance pour filles et chiens, Capitaines ou singes, bigotes irréfléchies comme biches de rien.

Ces gens-là, rassasiés de tango funèbre, ne pensent qu'au suivant,
Et qui pour des bonbons, en parlotant, finiront par oublier le fier moribond En sachant déjà pourtant que vieux, ils ne seront ni beaux, ni cons,
Et qu'un Don Quichotte à jeun pour un jour fera revenir leur maman.

Tu as quitté les risques du métier pour une aventure, aventure. Anarchiste chez Bonnot comme accordéon d'une valse à mille temps Pour une tendresse imaginée où les toros se fracassent contre les murs, Lucifer trop fragile sur ton cheval trop vrai pour faire pleurer les vivants !

Grand Jacques, enfant chéri des mers, Avec tes deux pianos et ton accordéon Quand tu rechantes ta chanson,
Tu sens si bon la mort et la bière...
La la la Grand Jacques La la la ...
Texte de Christian Portet
Musique de Myckaël Marcovic, 05/12/2023

With text by Christian Portet www.facebook.com/christian.portetmapage
Voices by Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel www.facebook.com/jeanpaul.gaidodaniel
Photo montage of Manneken Pis and Jacques Brel statue by Tom Frantzen, Brussels

GRAND JACQUES
Grand Jacques, beloved child of the seas
Who smells so good of death and beer,
Don't leave me until my last meal
In Amsterdam or Brussels. Je ne sais pas...

We don't forget anything from the flat country of your bourgeois :
Isabelle, Clara, Marieke with Mathilde and La Fanette
Arrive via Vesoul on the Place des rois
Where summer evenings are cool for the lock-keeper in the storm!

The lost of an early morning, dug in the cold of a dogged Belgium, Will close the windows on the solitary drunkards with pagan prayers. Starched shepherds of an old port on their way to girls and dogs, Captains or monkeys, thoughtless bigots like deer of nothing.

These people, full of funeral tango, only think of the next,
And who, for the sake of candy, end up forgetting the proud moribund Knowing already that old, they'll be neither handsome nor stupid,
And that a sober Don Quixote for a day will bring back their mother.
You left the risks of the profession for an adventure, adventure. Anarchist at Bonnot's as accordion in a thousand-beat waltz For an imagined tenderness where toros smash against walls, Lucifer too fragile on your horse too true to make the living weep!

Grand Jacques, cherished child of the seas, 
With your two pianos and your accordion
When you sing your song again,
You smell so good of death and beer...
La la la Grand Jacques La la la la ...

Text by Christian Portet
Music by Myckaël Marcovic, 05/12/2023

Grand Jacques (Christian Portet / Myckaël Marcovic feat. Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel)

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HARD ILLUSIONS

In the beginning, they quoted love.
You said breathe he made the cuts.
Then you both got on the brown.
No wonder that he's feeling down.

Now, like a walking bag of bones.
no one mentions how strong he was
He'll never be that sane again.
Drugs and love infecting him.

Imagine, he said.
One day, we'll all be dead.
There'll be no new aristocracy. 
Imagine he cried.
With a foolish pride.
I renounce nationality. 

It must be hard to quit the bevvies. 
When you're with someone so fucking heavy.
No wonder that he played around.
Before he went and settled down

Then the music went and stopped.
In the world a light went off.
Cock of the walk in 63.
Just a distant memory. 

Imagine, he said.
One day, we'll all be dead.
There'll be no new aristocracy. 
Imagine he cried.
With a foolish pride.
I renounce nationality. 

Can't complain that you're with the jester.
If it wasn't for the gunshots, he'd a definitely left ya.
I'm sick of your stories of love.
Manipulation from above

First to admit that the end is gory.
The bit before is another drug story.
A story where he left the lads.
For some bitch and things went bad.

Imagine, he said.
One day, we'll all be dead.
There'll be no new aristocracy. 
Imagine he cried.
With a foolish pride.
I renounce nationality. 

Jokes [2023]

Seasons

Ambient Signs

Harmony

Ghosts In Mailand

PLAYGROUND 2024

WONDERLAND

This is a small selection of works I have composed, arranged, performed and produced over the last year or so. The singer on the vocal tracks is my wife, Gill De Groote, and all instruments on all tracks are performed and produced by myself. Thank you for listening...

The Wind Blows Through Me

Hi... Im a professional cellist and enthusiastic and committed composer writing, performing and producing the majority of my work. I love creating and I find inspiration in everything I hear or experience. Thanks in advance for listening!

Lullabye for a desperate world...

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