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Hey fellow SoundClouders!
I wrote this song last year at Christmas with my brain addled with egg nog and sugar plum fairies. Finally recorded it to get it out there for this Christmas.
Guitars on this song are a Gretsch 2622TG with P90s, a vintage modified Stratocaster, and a classic 60s Telecaster...plus sleigh bells, of course.
LYRICS:
"Christmas on the Moon"
words & music by Timothy Walsh

Try to take a picture in your heart and file it away.
Try to take a picture I don’t know any other way
to keep your smile in my heart and savor it all day
until we meet in winter’s dark and light each other’s way.

Too many miles separate us in the snow. It’s almost Christmas Day.
Too many smiles lost to Time’s uncertain ways. Will you come away?

Can we be a mixture of two souls and mingle in the night?
Can we be a fixture in the dark always burning bright?
Cast no shadow, cast no light—there is no other way
to banish darkness so we might enjoy this Christmas Day.

You stand there looking through the curtains at the moon
as if your home was really there.
You say you wonder if there’s Christmas on the moon,
and if it radiates from there?

Now we venture out into the winter dark to catch a glimpse of Santa’s sleigh,
feed his reindeer, make a wish upon a star that he can find his way.

Now we pin the stockings to the hearth, wrap presents for the tree,
fill our glasses with red wine, watch the fire flickering—
children sleeping lost in dreams in the bedroom dark
longing for the morning light when Christmas Day can start.

You look so beautiful in winter’s snowy light in our bedroom on the moon.
Can we linger here and savor our delight with winter coming soon?

Let’s have Christmas on the moon, can’t you see the morning light?
Rub the sleep from tired eyes, wake to a world of white.

Words & music by Timothy Walsh
Timothy Walsh: Vocals, guitars, bass, sleigh bells
Recorded and mixed by Timothy Walsh at Yew Tree Studios
(that is, a tiny upstairs room in my house nestled amid century-old yew trees)
©2022 by Timothy Walsh. This recording ©2022 Timothy Walsh
All rights reserved.

Christmas on the Moon

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Christmas On The Moon

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Release Date: 28-04-2023

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Tracklist:
01. Giorgia Angiuli - Never Too Late (Extended Mix)

Release Info: 
Making a resounding label debut, Italian multifaceted artist Giorgia Angiuli releases 'Never Too Late' on Purified Records. Showcasing the depths of her production prowess, the cut exudes a mysterious atmosphere, building a complex arrangement with deep bass and menacing synths. Introducing Giorgia's guiding vocals, a break allows listeners to catch their breath before a hypnotic drop takes the lead, resulting in a truly captivating offering from the Italian star

Lyrics:
I had no time for my vibrations 
I had no time for meditation 

But… one day everything changed
I booked a cottage by the sea 
Alone alone I found my grace 

It is never too late to begin again
It is never too late to kill the pain

Take me to the sea 
Give me the innocent breeze

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(Texte Français et Google traduction)

LE CRI DES ECRITS

A l’encre bleue indélébile,
Marqués au feu des mots fragiles,
Je vois les pleins et les déliés,
Me dire combien tu m’as aimé.

Et je retrace sur chaque phrase,
Les « je t’embrasse » dans nos extases,
Puis les formules particulières,
En majuscule pour mieux se plaire.
Mais les ratures, les gribouillis,
Mettent en bordure les mots d’oubli.

Toutes ces lettres, nos mots d’amour,
Les écrits restent car chaque jour,
Les pages entières à te relire,
Sortent l’enfer que je respire…
C’est le cri des écrits.

Si tant de prose, de phrases folles,
Toutes ces choses qui nous envolent,
Cette dernière de la rupture,
Me met à terre sous l’écriture.

Une mise à fin de l’éternel
Et du parfum d’une vie belle.
Alors je lis les larmes aux yeux,
Quand tu écris qu’entre nous deux,
C’est plus la peine de continuer,
Car tes « je t’aime » s’en sont allés.

Toutes ces lettres, nos mots d’amour,
Les écrits restent car chaque jour,
Les pages entières à te relire,
Me donnent l’enfer que je respire…
C’est le cri des écrits.

Toutes ces lettres, nos mots d’amour,
Les écrits restent car chaque jour,
Les pages entières à te relire,
Me donnent l’enfer que je respire…
C’est le cri des écrits.

THE CRY OF WRITINGS

In indelible blue ink,
Marked in the fire of fragile words,
I see ups and downs,
Tell me how much you loved me.

And I retrace on each sentence,
The "I kiss you" in our ecstasies,
Then the particular formulas,
Capitalized for convenience.
But the erasures, the scribbles,
Border the words of oblivion.

All these letters, our words of love,
The writings remain because every day,
Whole pages to read to you,
Come out the hell I breathe...
It is the cry of the writings.

If so much prose, crazy phrases,
All those things that fly away from us,
This last of the break,
Brings me to the ground under the writing.

An end to the eternal
And the scent of a beautiful life.
So I read with tears in my eyes,
When you write that between the two of us,
It's no longer worth continuing,
Because your "I love you" are gone.

All these letters, our words of love,
The writings remain because every day,
Whole pages to read to you,
Give me the hell I breathe...
It is the cry of the writings.

All these letters, our words of love,
The writings remain because every day,
Whole pages to read to you,
Give me the hell I breathe...
It is the cry of the writings.

Le cri des écrits

LE CRI DES ECRITS (Chanson Française)

Soft morn breezes whispers
secrets of the day
Promising fresh adventures
along its way..
With shining hopes
of a bright beginning
The new day turns into
gentle reminiscing..

Embrace this day
with light and hope
We face with all our might
troubles to cope..
For life is but a journey
a magnificent ride
We looked in wonder
the tears we cried..

~SEC

Youtube piano and movie performance:
https://youtu.be/QUAWB8qmyI4

Streaming:
https://gyro.to/MorningBreezeinDPianoSolo

Morning Breeze in D (Piano Solo)

In the quiet silence, cicadas suddenly chirp. Its cries penetrate the rocks, and silence returns to the area.
Click here for the YouTube video
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JXBRYNC76P8
What stillness! / The voices of the cicadas / Penetrate the rocks.
 Reginald Horace Blyth
Ah, tranquility! / Penetrating the very rock, / a cicada's voice.
Helen Craig Mccullough

HAIKU The Quietness Of Jee And Cicadas Matuo Basyou(268)

Years have passed and I will never forget my one regret. A friend of mine jumped off of the Tobin Bridge in Boston because of the pressure his family put on him to send money back to them in his native country - They should all be crucified. This is my recollection. I should have been there for him that day - instead I was looking to be seen "AGAIN" - always craved attention... Full lyrics below
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who was I to you guess I was just a ghost reached out to everyone and played the clown but it turned out you needed me the most I wish i never ever let you down - but I was just a kid and i was oh so blind blinded by the selfishness that swallowed up my time craving the attention I missed out on as a child and made you feel alone that day in your darkest hour please forgive me cause I cant forgive myself so many days go by when I wish I was someone else I was just a kid wasn't there for you I know it wasn't what I did it was what I didn't do.
Was in the lunchroom making a cup of Joe - when you walked in trying to compose yourself - I felt like there was something I should know - but i bit my tongue cause I didn't want to pry - saw it in your eyes you were alone but carried on as if I didn't care truth was I was having a bad day consumed with all the problems of my own - but I was just a kid and I was oh so blind blinded by the selfishness that swallowed up my time craving the attention I missed out on as a child and made you feel alone that day in your darkest hour please forgive me cause I cant forgive myself so many days go by when I wish I was someone else I was just a kid wasn't there for you I know it wasn't what I did it was what I didn't do.
The next morning state police had questioned me they said that you had jumped the night before and even though they placed no blame on me - my aura showed that I was ugly
but I was just a kid and I was oh so blind blinded by the selfishness that swallowed up my time craving the attention I missed out on as a child and made you feel alone that day in your darkest hour please forgive me cause I cant forgive myself so many days go by when I wish I was someone else I was just a kid wasn't there for you I know it wasn't what I did it was what I didn't do.
please forgive me cause I cant forgive myself so many days go by when I wish I was someone else I was just a kid wasn't there for you I know it wasn't what I did it was what I didn't d----

One regret (for Diego)

Embark on a mesmerizing sonic voyage with "Celestial Serenade: A Flight of Dreams," a transcendent composition that effortlessly blends the realms of jazz and classical music. As a nomadic multi-instrumentalist and composer, I've woven a tapestry of sound that captures the essence of dreamy wanderlust and propels you into a soaring, weightless flight through the cosmos.

Guitars take center stage, their melodic tendrils intertwining with the pulsating thump of the beat, creating a rhythmic foundation that's impossible to resist. Intense synths sweep in like solar winds, adding an otherworldly dimension to the sonic landscape, while complex harmonies weave an intricate cosmic web that ignites a sense of bewilderment and wonder.

In the heart of this sonic odyssey, a breathtaking guitar solo emerges, painting vivid arcs of euphoria across the starlit canvas. The guitar's plaintive cries evoke the emotional hunger of a traveler yearning for the unknown, yet simultaneously celebrating the journey itself.

As you journey deeper into the composition, guitar accompaniments play like constellations, guiding you through a realm where the boundaries of jazz and classical music dissolve, and a distinct sci-fi ambiance takes hold. The interplay between the instruments invokes a sense of paranoia, a lurking mystery that adds an exhilarating edge to the ethereal soundscape.

"Celestial Serenade" is not just a song; it's a sonic exploration of the universe within and beyond. It invites you to bask in its dreamy expanses, embrace the thrill of flight, and revel in the complexity of harmonies that mirror the boundless complexity of the cosmos. Let the music carry you on a journey where euphoria meets hunger, and where wonder and paranoia dance in an exquisite, harmonious ballet.

Celestial Serenade: A Flight of Dreams

This is a song that originated with Steve of Steve's Planet. He came up with a really cool guitar instrumental and the vocals, which he is very passionately singing, while travelling through the primordial forests of Central Europe and shared it with all of us. I added the bass and the electric piano. Tez (Llanpsych) added the really cool guitar parts that sound like orchestral violins. Ken (K2 and the Three, and K2 and the Four) added the perfectly complimentary rolling drums. Stephen (TexMex Shaman) added the awesome, trippy sitar and pulled the whole thing together as an expert producer and mixer. Tez also mastered it. Hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we did making it.

Bird in the Blue Sky  - (Eclectic Collective)

Deep In My Soul

QUEEN NEMO - Music by DELAFLOR | Music & Lyrics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | Electro-Dance Pop

A song about the Titan, a submersible craft that recently imploded! This song however has a happy ending! Hope you all enjoy this dance track made together with my Dear Friend Manuel of Delaflor! 

More exciting music from Delaflor here: https://soundcloud.com/mercer-goldengalls

Cover Art Design: Photo & Graphics, Original Intaglio Copper Plate B & W Etching titled Jet Fish, Medium-Printmaking by REKHA - IYERN [Fe]

Music, Mixed & Mastered by Delaflor in Spain
Vocals & All Harmonies, Composed & Produced, Recorded & Performed, Initial Mixing by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] at IYERN [Fe] RECORDS in CANADA

Queen Nemo - Music & Lyrics by REKHA a.k.a. REKHA - IYERN [Fe]

Get ready for the ride of your lifetime
I’m captain of this ship
Fasten seat belts
I promise to keep you alive

Into the dive we go
Through the waves
Deep down, dark

Into the waters, we go, we flow
To land on the seabed floor

Queen Nemo, Queen Nemo
Come aboard my ship
Queen Nemo, real steam-oh
I’m well equipped

It’s a dream to ride with me
A most fascinating memorable fantasy
A one-time, lifetime opportunity
So take avail, it’s countdown time

Oceanic scenes
In my submersible craft
All passengers sit tight
Into the dark abyss, we travel
To the bottom of the ocean floor
Into the dark depths
Of a mesmerizing world
Yeah, never seen before

Queen Nemo, Queen Nemo
Come aboard my ship
Queen Nemo, real steam-oh
I am well equipped

I promise you 
I’ll keep you all alive
During this one-time
Lifetime opportunity dive

Launch it
Launch it Mother Ship 
Launch it

We’re gonna break the waves
We’re gonna break the waves
Deep down to the seabed floor

Eh Ee Yeah, Yeah Ee Yeah, Ee Yeah
Yeah Ee Yeah, Yeah Ee Yeah, Ee Yeah
Ee Yeah, Oo Wow

Queen Nemo, Queen Nemo
Come aboard my ship
Queen Nemo, real steam-oh
I’m well equipped

It’s a dream to ride with me
To cruise, to cruise, to cruise
To the territory unknown
Never done before

Let’s live on the edge 
Let’s live on the edge
We’re living on the edge




Queen Nemo. FINAL MASTER

Queen Nemo

QUEEN NEMO - Music by DELAFLOR | Music & Lyrics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | Electro-Dance Pop

There Aint' No Weed In The Weed Thing ;)

In Japan, there's a cultural tradition dating back to the Edo period that discussing ghost stories can bring a sense of coolness as a way to counter the summer heat. Consequently, during the summer, tales of ghosts and haunted houses remain a symbolic aspect. This summer is expected to be exceedingly hot worldwide, and Tokyo is no exception, enduring its share of heat. As you may know, this song respectfully includes a slight nod to Michael Jackson's 'Thriller' in its arrangement. The guitar solo was contributed by SeaShea, an Australian musician I've been collaborating with frequently. 
Setting aside whether this song can endure the heat, please stay healthy and enjoy your time without succumbing to the heat.

Composition and Sampling collage by Synline
Guitar Solo by SeaShea on.soundcloud.com/CnDF4
Photo by Nick Magwood

Featured on the my new album 'Chrome Logue' https://on.soundcloud.com/ATDQp

Ghost House (ft.SeaShea)

composed & produced by: Chivicke
HomeStudio Productions ©2023
Photographer: Alex Fu

Ibiza End Summer Party

Always stoked to work with my awesome friend and super talented composer/synthmeister John Buckle (@john-buckle-166792889)

This is Chapter 5 of our Elvenland saga. Hope you enjoy :)

As Raewyn ventures along the dark tunnel towards the Portal, she seems to hear whispered warnings echoing around her. Despite her trepidation, she slowly enters, but not before calling on the Ancient Ones to guide her through.

Inside the entrance she encounters the evil & terrifying Tresur Heldros, The Master of the Abyss and, as he speaks, she can hear the wails and laments of tortured souls who ventured there before her. 

However, Raewyn's Elven faith is unconquerable, and, as she bravely prepares to meet whatever fate awaits her, she remembers her ancient teachings.

Chained in a cave by the abyss, she patiently waits....

John Buckle: Synths, Mood Sound Layering
Electrometis: Original composition, mix/master
Vocals: Ghosthack

Free download if you like it.

Thank you for listening ♥

Elvenland #5 - The Abyss

Elvenland #5 - The Abyss (feat. John Buckle)

Vocals: https://soundcloud.com/specialececilia

Production: https://soundcloud.com/rizlix

Here's A collab with the amazing https://soundcloud.com/specialececilia


Here's a link to the original vocal

https://soundcloud.com/specialceciliacappellas/accapellas-special-cecilia-blow-up


Artwork created with Leonardo.ai.

RiZLiX Ft. Special Cecilia - Cosmic Paradise

Video : https://youtu.be/UPa3Pz053cg

Musique et chant / Music and vocal : Ootol
Paroles, chant et jaquette / Lyrics, vocal and artcover : Lukowig

Paroles / Lyrics :

Rien de trop ?
Sans rien de trop 
Intro ?
Sans intro
Solo ?
Sans solo
Trémolos ?
Sans trémolos 
Refrains ?
Sans refrains
Fffrrreins ?
Sans freins 
Retenue ?
Sans retenue
Espoir ténu ?
Sans espoir ténu

Fêlures ?
Sans fêlures 
Brûlures ?
Sans brûlures 
Impasse ?
Sans impasse 
Carapace ?
Sans carapace 
Casse ?
Sans casse
Crasse ?
Sans crasse
Casserole ?
Sans casserole 
Parole ?
Sans parole

Morosité ?
Sans morosité 
Animosité ?
Sans animosité 
Cacophonie ?
Sans cacophonie 
Harmonie ?
En harmonie 
En phase ?
Toujours en phase
Fin de phrase ?
Et sans fin de phrase 
Rien de banal ?
Sans rien de banal
Sans quoi au final ?
Sans point final
Final
Sans point final
Point final

Sans point final

Sans point final [Ootol & Lukowig]

Golden Moment

Master of Magic Art feat. Ricofix

method: adding voice and vst to a preexisting song
narration: One of the greatest creative artist on soundcloud, stonerjazz https://soundcloud.com/user-911083679/tracks, my friend Jeff, has composed a song shock full of paranoia, existential threat and hope for redemption and salvation - a truthful portrayal of the human condition. It is a mesmerizing work of art as it stands. When I approached him concerning a possible collab for my upcoming soundcloud-only album 'songs to pacify extraterrestrials' (out by the end of November 2023), he offered this to me. I was in a fix: How can you work on something that is already perfect, complete in itself?  Eventually, I decided to take a cynical approach and turn it into an intergalactic commercial for tooth --- no, fangpaste. There was a challenge in bringing about the non-music so typical for the advertising industry. Virtual midi-operated synthesizers helped. During gestation, I called those interludes and overlays PCBs, short for 'psychotic commercial break' or 'paranoid commercial breakdown'. They are of somewhat juvenile humor and also have some Douglas Adams vibes, I hope, Marvin-style. None of my recontextualization does the existential thrill (and especially the hope for liberation) of the original any justice at all - quite in the contrary. It was a morbid kind of fun to create, though ... and, to my utter astonishment, Jeff liked it and edged me on during the process. Well, here you are. It's (be)coming for you!
image: dada alien, copyright jo richter

If you prefer to listen on Jeff's page and also read the lyrics in the description, please go here; https://soundcloud.com/user-911083679/2023-09-29-sos-final-iii-1

SoS - with stonerjazz

Eternal Light

Composed and produced by: Chivicke
HomeStudio Productions©2023
Photographer: Ben Mack

Step by Step

Step By Step

Go To Heaven

Cast of characters:
mistermark--@user-432503709--Mark---Piano, drums, production and composition
Llanpsych--@llanpsych--Tez—electric guitar, production, and mix
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)--@josh-clary-1—four string fretless bass and electric guitar
This is a song that originated with Mark, and existed as a song he wrote on the piano after, like many of us, getting back into playing following an extended hiatus. He sent it to me, who added the fretless bass and some delay-heavy electric guitar. After that, Mark added the catchy, powerful drums and made a couple of key editorial changes. Then we got Tez involved, who added not only the screaming guitar parts in the meat of the song, but also the entire coda at the end. Tez also produced and mixed this for us, expertly. This is the first of hopefully many songs Tez and I do with Mark. We hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we enjoyed making it.

Heavy Steps (with Llanpsych and mistermark)

Hustle to the Rave

A simple little bluesy jam. Strawberry jam.

Strawberry Blues

Shiny Machine | remembering Eddie Van Halen

It's been three years now that we lost legendary Rock guitarist Edward Van Halen. In memory and celebration of his life and influence on me and so many others I have made a track in the vein of and heavily inspired by his music and playing.

I hope you can enjoy this tribute and that it will make you think of him and his joyful, loud and exuberant music.

-Dan

Recorded with the EVH relic Frankenstrat Guitar.
Track written, recorded and played by Dan van den Berg, loosely based on EVH music.

Recorded October 2023,
Recorded using Amplitube, AURIA.
Image AI and editing by Dan van den Berg

Shiny Machine | Remembering Eddie Van Halen |  Dan van den Berg

This is 2023

Progressive Trip

ProgressiveTrip

Blue Rose EP

Blue Rose

We are not a cover band, although we do enjoy incorporating recognizable motifs and sounds into our songs as hooks to the past and a form of tribute to artists of the past.
This song is a shout out to Supertramp, The lyrics are a bit of a ‘poke’ at these so called ‘celebrities’ that got the looks, but little else going on. They even manage to write a book about their superficial lives…well…ok…they get someone else to do that for them. 
“Look at her body?” Hmmm…well we do, probably because there’s nothing else about ‘em. 
Musically, it was always about the keyboard sound in tension with the strings that called Supertramp - the band - to mind.

*available for free - track 10 from the album Wait and See - https://www.terrywigmore.com/wigmore-allen-gibbons

                                              SUPER TRAMP

She draped one leg over the arm…She got no wit, but she’s full of charm
I got my note book out to write down all the things that she…
Had not got in her own head…
She could not look me in the eye…It started to rain and I just wanna cry
Well here she come now…Super tramp

“I’m not a super, a super tramp
I’m not a super, a super tramp
Well, I’ve got more brains than you got britches
Got more schemes than you’ve got hitches…baby…baby”

There’s nothing more that you could say…
I’m just a fly upon the wall you want to swat away
Well here you are again, with your life story…Bore me…
“Look at ma baw-dee…(Look at her bawdee)  Ain’t I gaw-geous?
I got no brains but I can fake it…haha I mean…shake it for you!”
Well here she goes again…super tramp

(Body-shake-down:)

“Well I got more brains than you got britches
Got more schemes than you’ve got hitches…”
Oooooh….She’s dangerous …
Oooooh….She’s outrageous…
Oooooh….But it makes her lots of money!

I had to stop to rub my aching eyes, all she was full of was …
Expensive perfume and cheap surprise…that’s no surprise. 
But she couldn’t… buy a halo…
And so the book came out in July…It made her a $million, 
But I don’t know why…She’s still a super…super… tramp

Wigmore: Synths, Production
Allen: Lyrics, Vocals, Bass

Wait and See - Keith's Picks

Super Tramp

Michael Mayo - Masterpiece (Paploviante Remix)
Michael Mayo:
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/21895/masterpiece-120bpm-funk-acapella
Paploviante E Bass, Keyboard, Backing track, Mix and Mastering

Michael Mayo - Masterpiece - (Paploviante Remix)

Fantasy

a track by Marco Lucchi reworked by *idematoa*

ottobre 2023

idematoa - Enluminure du motif n°5 [Marco Lucchi]

Glimmer On The Horizon, A Distant Twinkling Beacon Of Hope

Original composition: Bart Howard 
Guitars and arrangement Neno J.

Fly Me To The Moon (Bart Howard cover)

Halloween / Paploviante 
Paploviante: Spezial Synth, Mix, Picture and Mastering 
Free Download

Halloween - Paploviante free download

Thank You so much for over 1400 plays ♥️

My next track for Halloween 🎃
This time created using only free Spitfire LABS VSTi's.
I hope you will enjoy listening to it, and that it will even please you a little.

The story behind the music:
Devastated by the loss of his beloved, the Scientist, working on creating a brain-computer interface, desperately longs to return to those moments of happiness that defined their love. In an attempt to revive his memories and rekindle the feelings buried deep within his soul, he embarked on the creation of a system that would enable him to travel through time within his own mind, exploring those fleeting fragments of happiness.
After a successful initial attempt, however, a system overload occurred, causing a glitch that eluded his attention. In his subsequent endeavor, instead of immersing himself in blissful memories, the Scientist found himself in the dark labyrinth of his worst nightmares, lurking in the deepest recesses of his subconscious. He ended up as a shadow of a deranged soul, tormented by phantoms and obsessive fears, imprisoned within the macabre dreams he had inadvertently crafted.

Copyright for the story & music: R.U.R.

Picture: blackrabbitkdj from Pixabay

Dream Diver

Dream Diver 🎃

Enough Love feat. SilverBella / Paploviante Music
Vocals and Lyrics:
SilverBella
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/21138/enough-love-main-vocals-61bpm-soul-acapella
https://soundcloud.com/silverbellasings
Paploviante:
Bass, Music Composing, Mix, Picture and Mastering

Enough Love (feat. SilverBella)

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

THE BOY - MORE MONEY

From MORE MONEY EP

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Everything by THE BOY

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MORE MONEY

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Carlita Wants To Destroy The Moon

PETIT PRINCE
DESSINE MOI UNE CHANSON
CHANTE MOI UN MOUTON
REFAIS MOI UN MONDE

PETIT PRINCE
J’AI APPRIS MES LEÇONS
J’AI SUIVI LES MOUTONS
ET QUE VOIS-JE À LA RONDE

C’EST UN MONDE
PAS MOYEN DE S’ENTENDRE
EST-CE SI DUR D’ÊTRE TENDRE
ET DE SE TENDRE LA MAIN

PETIT PRINCE
MONTRE MOI TON ÉTOILE
QUE J’Y METTE LES VOILES
POUR M’Y REFAIRE UN MONDE  

PETIT PRINCE
J’AI CASSÉ MON MOTEUR
TOI TU REPARS AILLEURS
T’OCCUPER DE TA FLEUR

PETIT PRINCE
PLUS MOYEN DE SAVOIR
PLUS MOYEN DE SE VOIR
SAUF AVEC LE CŒUR
 
PETIT PRINCE
C’EST POUR TOI QUE J’EN PINCE
REPARTI DANS L’ESPACE
VERS TON ASTEROÏDE

PETIT PRINCE

ASTÉROÏDE B612

ET MERCI POUR LE BLUES

PETIT PRINCE (Lyrics)

I saw this headline in The Guardian and thought 'song title'. It gives us humans something else bizarre to wrestle with. 

AI FAKE NUDES ARE BOOMING THIS YEAR

She comes up from harborside.   
Anchor orange and rusty grind
Flanks of friends - jaded eyes
Curve and laugh make me decide

She spins a deft Utopia              
Now I’m starving Ethiopia.        

But AI fake nudes are booming this year.    
Look em in the eye there’s a smiling stare
AI fake nudes are booming this year
Say what you like and they won’t care

Summer winds they soon abate
While the hooks are steel and barbed
Now the quips ingratiate
And the bedroom falls apart

She spins a deft Utopia              
Now I’m starving Ethiopia.        

But AI fake nudes are booming this year. . . 

Wallowing into internet
Chained by fingers’ rings
How something grew from nothing
And finished less than that
She spins a deft Utopia . . .             
AI fake nudes are booming this year. . .

AI Fake Nudes are Booming this Year

Home for Now

23 6 3

Deep dive into the void for an oboe quartet....
[Headphones recommended]

Thanks to Kate Bloomfield for her 'Abstract Explosion' painting on Deviant Art via Pinterest.

Oblivion

Floating

What I need is somebody, together, forever & ever

What I Need Is Somebody, Together, Forever & Ever

TECHNASMA

Mondrian's Square

Mix with different tracks from both Ucrage and Sigfus. This is an alternative version, which also where used at an exhibition with my artwork September 2020 In Copenhagen.

Sequences of dust [mix: alt. version]

I was interested in music in my early youth... so I soon got my first synthesizer and set up a small home recording studio.
over the years i played keyboards in 5 bands...the direction was rock...pop...blues and soul.
in the meantime i have discovered my enthusiasm for creating my own songs.
it makes me happy when I can compose...arrange...mix...produce and create something new.
it's like a passion to experiment with different styles of music... and it gives me a lot of joy.
the only limit is your imagination...
is my motto.
and everything is possible...you just have to try.

music is pure magic...and part of the soul...
no one can escape her
let the music guide your mind...and that's the only way you'll get the freedom...you've always wanted

Deep In My Soul

𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐚