expansive, melodic instrumental feat. piano  & guitars

uplift

Just some twitter musings on the present lawlessness in general.

Lyrics:

A journo was making a rather wooden take
That our very cultural survival was at stake
Reciting cliches, chapter and verse
And the state of his cause got progressively worse
As i passively catalogued his obvious failings

As i witnessed his histrionic railing
I admired his persistence 
Tearing on the weenies
Burying the gawking grifters
And telling those randy stoats to get wrecked
And extolling in all parts the liminal grace of 
The champions of full-gilled bravado
And forthright deportment
And bewailing the existence of
Beanie wearing peacoat-bedecked hipsters
Walking around carrying artisanal baked goods
And oat milk cortados in broad daylight in Portland

But the reality of course was rather more dire
Notably an individual in lingerie
Covered in sores stomping a windshield 
And generally ruining some hapless driver's day
Before attempting to light a man on fire
The nearby police 
Bereft of civic desire
Watched for a moment
Before calmly walking away

Banalities Of The Peacoat-Bedecked

Mid tempo rock song written, played, arranged & produced by John Hardman for Swamp Music Productions.
John H - vocals, guitars
(c)(p) 2024 Swamp Music UK & Swamp Records UK for all territotries



Little White Lies

Little White Lies - John Hardman

Bandcamp : https://myckalmarcovic.bandcamp.com/track/nos-serments
Spotify : open.spotify.com/intl-fr/album/2Y…gAd6OPAOoAsoZgQu
Deezer : www.deezer.com/us/album/836344892
Apple Music : music.apple.com/us/album/nos-serm…single/1845534166
(Translation above)

Quand les mots tuent plus que les coups de poings, quand le désir de chair ne raccommode pas de tout, quand les serments d'amour sont grignotés par les dents du temps, ne reste que la guillotine de la séparation. Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel signe ici et chante avec toute la puissance de sa voix un de ses textes les plus forts. Et la musique de Myckaël Marcovic est à l'image de cette dernière nuit orageuse de ce couple qui se déchire, entre violence et abattement jusqu'au calme final de la désolation subie dans ce champ de bataille d'où nul ne sort vainqueur...

When words kill more than fists, when physical desire cannot mend everything, when vows of love are gnawed away by the teeth of time, all that remains is the guillotine of separation. Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel writes and sings one of his most powerful lyrics with all the power of his voice. And Myckaël Marcovic's music reflects the stormy final night of this couple tearing themselves apart, between violence and despondency, until the final calm of the desolation suffered on this battlefield from which no one emerges victorious...

Paroles (lyrics) et voix (vocal) : Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel
Musique : Myckaël Marcovic

Nos serments

Dans notre nuit d’orage
Nos mots sont des couteaux
Qui nous livrent au naufrage
Triomphal d’un radeau
Mais quand je m’agenouille
Tu reviens amarrée
Et nos corps dans la houle
Sont deux cœurs déchirés

Refrain :
Ne mêle pas tes larmes
À ma bouche enragée
Quand on n’a plus comme armes
Que nos serments brodés
Nos serments brodés

Brûlante sauvagine
Sur mes lèvres amères
J’ancre sur ta poitrine
Les mots de mes prières
Dans cette heure à crier
Cette heure qui divise
Qui t’arrache éreintée
À ma chair insoumise

Refrain :
…
Que nos serments fardés
Nos serments fardés

Je dévore tes lèvres
Ton regard de tempête
Dans notre ultime fièvre
Jusqu’à l’aube muette
Jusqu’au silence armé
Fuyant à la sauvette
De nos draps dépouillés
Qui signent ma défaite

Refrain :
…
Que nos serments gâchés
Nos serments gâchés

Je n’entendrai plus fuir
De mes lèvres épuisées
Ni le moindre désir
Ni l’espoir détrôné
Je n’attends rien du jour
Ni des nuits qui me brisent
J’ai perdu tout l’amour
De ma Terre promise

Refrain :
Je ne vois plus tes larmes
Devant mes yeux noyés
Et j’ai rendu les armes
De nos serments brûlés

Our vows

In our stormy night
Our words are knives
That deliver us to the wreckage
Triumphant of a raft
But when I kneel
You come back moored
And our bodies in the swell
Are two torn hearts

Chorus:
Don't mix your tears
With my raging mouth
When we have no weapons left
But our embroidered vows
Our embroidered vows

Burning wildfowl
On my bitter lips
I anchor on your chest
The words of my prayers
In this hour of crying out
This hour that divides
That tears you away, exhausted
From my rebellious flesh

Chorus:
...
Than our painted vows
Our painted vows

I devour your lips
Your stormy gaze
In our final fever
Until the silent dawn
Until the armed silence
Fleeing hastily
From our stripped sheets
Which signify my defeat

Chorus:
...
May our wasted vows
Our wasted vows

I will no longer hear fleeing
From my exhausted lips
Not the slightest desire
Nor the dethroned hope
I expect nothing from the day
Nor from the nights that break me
I have lost all love
For my Promised Land

Chorus:
I no longer see your tears
Before my drowned eyes
And I have surrendered
Our burnt vows

Nos serments

3rd eye (at last)

Unfiltered, loud, and gloriously immature — “Eat Shit” is everything you love about punk rock packed into one explosive track.
Catchy hooks, crunchy guitars, and that perfect “we-don’t-care” energy. Turn it up, shout it out, and piss off your neighbors.

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Lyrics -

Eat shit, eat shit

Fake friends smiling, knives in their hands
Stab you in the back, they’ll never understand
You play your games, you think you’re slick
I got two words for you real quick

Eat shit, I’m not your friend
Eat shit, don’t play pretend
Eat shit, this is our song
Sing it loud, scream along

Eat shit forever, sing it with pride
We’re punk as hell till the day we die

Thought you could break me, thought I’d fall
I stand my ground, I don’t give a call
Laugh in your face, watch me resist
I got one more line for you, just like this

Eat shit, back off now
Eat shit, take a bow
Eat shit, we run this town
Scream it loud, shake the ground

No rules, no chains, we make our own way
Kick the system, burn the cliché
Eat shit, we won’t comply
Eat shit, we reach the sky

Sing it loud, this is mine!!!

Eat Shit

Pet Sematary (RAMONES COVER)

Murmuration

A Melodrama

An intense and atmospheric instrumental dive where silence weighs as heavily as sound. Each layer breathes tension and reflection — a journey into the beautiful discomfort of emptiness.
"The Stifling Nothing" is NASP's 5th single of 2025
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What That The Heart Can Tell

Sergio Guarneri