THE SEA WAS WATCHING US

Music, lyrics & production by Sergey Ruban

Снег, снег, снег
Падая кружится за моим окном                           
Снег, снег, белый снег
Что-то мне не спится, все мысли о былом.

А знаешь, что в детстве тот снег
Белее, желаннее, сказочней был.
А может быть мы уже стали черствее
Ведь детства корабль наш уплыл.
Как будто во сне мы живём и стареем
Но только нас снег разбудил.

Снег, снег, снег
Мне тревожит душу и ночной покой
Снег, снег, первый снег
Как же так? Тепло мне стало вдруг с тобой.

А помнишь, как тоже шёл снег
Когда нас свела той зимою судьба.
И мы словно дети, счастливые дети
Играли в снежки во дворе.
И радуясь снегу, забыв всё на свете
Встречали весну в декабре

Но время как птица летит
И снег уж не тот, как вторая любовь.
Метель заметёт те следы во дворе
Расстают былые мечты.
Но порою нам летом не хватает так снега
Чтоб просто ощутить время первой любви.
Словно выпал первый снег.

Снег

Tiempos

I heard Erik the Flutemaker describe how he imagined how the pre-historic man first came up with the flute concept.
He imagined a group of early humans living near a forest, occasionally weird sounds would come from the forest that scared them into running away, until a inquisitive ancestor ventured into the forest in search of this unworldly noise .
He found a bamboo that fell ,the little forest bugs ate the inside of the bamboo as it is soft and eventually decomposition made holes in to the bamboo.
Occasionally when it was windy and the wind blow from a certain angle its created a note, a sound.
And that ancestor of ours tried to understand the concept of wind, hollow bamboo with holes...
And maybe this was the way that the flute was born...
I loved that vision and when I saw this art work, it reminded me of this story and my creativity started to develop ...
Erik is a master flute maker, he makes All kinds of amazing flutes, please visit his site, it will bring you joy... https://eriktheflutemaker.com/

A special thank you to Brita Seifert, a generous ,fabulous ,creative artist with a great talent and eye for beauty.
Please visit her site , it will definitely brighten your day  
https://www.shutterstock.com/g/Brita+Seifert

For Tom and Ela

The Bamboo and the Wind

Setting My Mood

Brand new video available on YouTube https://youtu.be/2aUqACWrHHs

*** RISE ***

Can you see the dawn arising
Can you see the light inside your mind
Can you feel it ?
Love will never die !

Be majestic like a phoenix 
You can be as golden as the sun
You can reach it
Nothing ever really dies !

RISE 
Shine like the sun
Make real your dreams
Realize it's all just make-believe 
Take time and take space
Shape with your hands
Your life's your own
Your master plan...

The universe it has no corners
There's no boundary 
You are not alone 
Are there edges to the oceans' waves ?

So the grass it may be greener
And the rivers may run clearer
So - How'd you know -
If you can't look to the other side ?

RISE
Shine like the sun
Wishes and dreams
And watching them all come true 
You'll see
That finding your way
Is all that it takes 
If you can wait for them to be...

RISE MAJESTIC 
RISE PHOENIX
YOU CAN BELIEVE IT !

RISE 
Shine like the sun
Make real your dreams
Realize it's all just make-believe 
Take time and take space
Shape with your hands
Your life's your own
Your master plan...

Rise

This one started out as 2 different incomplete projects (in different keys) after failing to fully actualize either I thought I'd fuse the 2 into one piece with lyrics that touch on longing and loss.  
All Rights Reserved 5/16/2023

Into the crystal light
a deep and satisfying sight
then I'm in your arms once more

Over the distant range
a tale that never wants to change
can you see it now, with me

Under a mystic spell
the ole familiar parallel
to be in your arms again

After the driving rain
the landscape never looks the same
now I'm back again this time

We will remember
never surrender
We will remember now

Once we discover
Love in forever
we'll make it through somehow

We will remember
never surrender
We will remember now

Into the crystal light
a deep and satisfying sight
then I'm in your arms once more

In Your Arms

Texte Français et Google Traduction

LES HOMMES

Les êtres humains se tuent
Pour gagner de la place,
Un territoire perdu
C’est autant de menaces.
A chacun son terrain
Et son bout du monde,
Mais défendre le sien
C’est toujours à la bombe.

Les pays veulent voir grand,
Ecraser à tout va.
Les bons et les méchants
Justifient leurs combats.
C’est la loi du plus fort
Sans chercher à se dire,
On comptera les morts
Sous la stèle du souv’nir.

De tous temps il y’a eu
Pour la guerre une justice,
Tant de corps disparus,
De mauvais sacrifices.
Sous couverts de prétextes,
N’importe, on justifie
Et alors sans complexe,
On s’invente des tueries.

Plus fier que la bête
L’homme est grand, se sent beau,
Et ne reste bien en fait
Que le pire des salauds.
A l’entendre souvent
On finirait par croire,
Que seuls les bains de sang
Lui donnent la gloire.

Que penser de la race
La plus intelligente,
Qui ne laissera pour trace
Que des images violentes.
Et fort plus grave encore
Si on le laisse faire,
Ce sera bien la mort
De la planète entière.

Alors me direz vous
Et vous avez raison ?
Dans un sac met pas tout,
Il y a quelques bons !
Mais en regardant bien
Faut pas rêver et croire,
C’est bien l’homme de demain
Qui termin’ra l’histoire.

MEN

human beings kill each other
To save space,
A lost territory
So many threats.
To each his own land
And his end of the world,
But defend his
It's still bomb.

Countries want to think big,
Crush everything.
The good guys and the bad guys
Justify their fights.
It's the law of the strongest
Without trying to say,
We will count the dead
Under the stele of remembrance.

At all times there has been
For war a justice,
So many missing bodies
Bad sacrifices.
Under cover of pretexts,
It doesn't matter, we justify
And then without complex,
We invent killings.

prouder than the beast
The man is tall, feels handsome,
And don't stay well in fact
Than the worst of bastards.
To hear it often
We would end up believing,
That only bloodbaths
Give Him the glory.

what about race
the smartest,
Who won't leave a trace
What violent images.
And much more serious still
If we let it,
It will be death
From the whole planet.

So will you tell me
And you are right ?
In a bag don't put everything,
There are a few good ones!
But looking closely
Do not dream and believe,
He is the man of tomorrow
Which will end the story.

LES HOMMES (Chanson Française)

Wheelwright: voice, lyrics, vocal melody, synthesizer, theremin sample @wheelwright

Beckenstein: initial music, guitars, bass, drum programming, mix

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We stayed up very late then took the flight from Kyoto 
The blossom on the wind the artificial sky reminded us of something

Oh did you hear that a storm is coming 
Oh did you hear that we were making plans

That girl said she was you when you were in that noise art band
 But it was hard to tell if she was really real or just another ghost

The shadows on the wall 
The clinical blue light 
The trouble's hidden in my heart

I'm watching from above it's like we're in a TV show
 We're standing on a bridge the mountain in the distance like a Hokusai

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image: Marlon Josué https://unsplash.com/@paladin_04 further processed by Wheelwright

Thanks to Fady for inspiration various.

We Were Making Plans (with Wheelwright) (Fictive Sisters)

Composed and produced by: Chivicke
HomeStudio Productions ©2023
Voices Kontakt:
  Clara Sorace (female)
  Daniele (male)
Photographer: Lucas Pezeta

Lamento

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Latin Percussionist, composer… I love creative music.  Music helps us to have good times, so necessary in the day to day. I hope my music fulfills that end.

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