Es una canción muy fresca y relajante, con un ritmo funky guiado por un piano excepcional (José María Berdejo)y un saxo en estado de gracia (Maiker Rivero). La canta Ana López Lorente con una sensibilidad envidiable, ensalzando un texto que cuenta lo hermosas, pero también difíciles, que son las relaciones personales.
Para ver el video https://youtu.be/Qd4EkkmHrYY

QUISIERA

Quisiera encontrar el consuelo
amarrándome a tu cintura
quisiera alejar todo duelo
susurrándote con ternura.

Quisiera apagar este fuego (esta hoguera)
sumergiéndome en tu sollozo
quisiera dejar de estar ciego (ciega)
convirtiéndote en mi piloto.

Estribillo

Tu nombre se enreda en mis sueños
mis sueños perturban la noche
la noche me envuelve en desvelos
que tornan mis días en puro derroche.
Pero vuelvo a tu nombre, mi dueño
y, a pesar de mis sueños, ¡te quiero!.

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Quisiera apurar mi desvelo
acunándome en tu regazo
quisiera acabar con el miedo
estrechándote con mis brazos.

Estribillo

I'D LIKE

I would like to find consolation
tying me to your waist
I would like to remove all mourning
whispering to you tenderly

I would like to put out this fire (this bonfire)
immersing myself in your sob
I would like to stop being blind (blind)
becoming my pilot.

Chorus

Your name gets tangled in my dreams
my dreams disturb the night
the night wraps me in sleeplessness
that turn my days into pure waste.
But I return to your name, my owner
And despite my dreams, I love you!

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I would like to speed up my sleeplessness
cradling me in your lap
I would like to end the fear
holding you in my arms.

Chorus

Quisiera

QUISIERA (Feat. Ana López Lorente)

Some loose ends that came together all at the same time. Mostly short tracks, brief and repetitive moments. It's when I began, then, trying to write and be an artist I used to be.

Began then

Airlight

Para escuchar la versión con Hugo Iglesias Olmos  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/en-la-otra-orilla-feat-hugo-iglesias-olmos

En la otra orilla

En la orilla del dolor
sólo tienen frustración
y el anhelo de un mundo mejor.

En la orilla del placer
todo es poco hasta ser
el más fuerte y el que tenga el poder.

Estribillo

Desde la orilla se ve el fulgor
de la riqueza aupada en neón
que nutre la fe y la ilusión.
Todos se echan a la mar
porque piensan que tendrán
por fin un lugar para soñar.

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No se entiende que huir
del infierno es seguir
el instinto de sobrevivir.

Estribillo

Y se tienen que aguantar
si los quieren explotar
los mismos que los quieren echar.

On the other shore

On the shore of pain
they only have frustration
and the longing for a better world.

On the shore of pleasure
everything is too little until you are
the strongest and the one who has the power.

Chorus

From the shore you can see the glow
of wealth boosted in neon
that nourishes faith and illusion.
Everyone sets out to sea
because they think they will
finally have a place to dream.

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It is not understood that fleeing
from hell is following
the instinct to survive.

Chorus

And they have to put up with
if they want to exploit them
the same people who want to throw them out.

En La Otra Orilla

"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.

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 Debussy and Pärt in Casablanca for Clarinet in A and Piano Virtual Pre-Release Version

In the corners of your mind, 
where the secrets lie confined,
All your demons trapped in time 
long live the skeletons 
The closet doors will pound 
as the rattling bones resound
To your sins forever bound 
long live the skeletons 
Haunted by persistence 
in the depths of your existence 
When they speak people listen 
long live the skeletons 
And as your drowning in regret 
in their hollowed out sockets
They never will forget
 long live the skeletons

Long live the skeletons, 
locked deep inside your soul,
Whispering tales of the guilty, 
they’ll make you lose control 
Long live the skeletons,  
secrets you’ve never shown
They’ll tell all your sins
they’ll dig up your bones

Rotten pieces of torn flesh
Clinging on like deep regret
Parts you’d like us to forget
Long live the skeletons
As they put you through the ringer
All the Guilty feelings linger
Feel their stiff bony fingers
Long live the skeletons
And in the dead of night
When you’ve given up the fight
And they whisper out your lies
Long live the skeletons
And as you keep on digging deeper
The price to pay gets steeper
you’ll no longer be the keeper
Long live the skeletons

Long live the skeletons
All that you don’t confess
They’ll get it out of you
They’ll rip it out of your chest
Long live the skeletons
Forever rue this day
Long live the skeletons 
Your black heart on display

Deadly legion, bathed in moonlight.
Come the messengers of doom,
Unleash hellfire from the shadows
Release chaos from your tomb 
born from fire and from hatred
Slaughtered daughters broken sons, 
Rage through darkness, 
focused vengeance 
So Long live the skeletons

All the things you did 
remember everything you said
Now your dancing with the dead
Long live the skeletons 
The prices will be paid
For the choices that you made
All the pain you can’t evade
Long live the skeletons
When they come for their toll
They’ll be coming for your soul,
And They’re coming for control
Long live the skeletons
And at torture they’re the best
And they’ll never let you rest
Pull your heart out of your chest
Long live the skeletons

Long live the skeletons, 
locked deep inside your soul,
Whispering tales of the guilty, 
they’ll make you lose control 
Long live the skeletons,  
secrets you’ve never shown
They’ll tell all your secrets 
they’ll dig up your bones

Long live the skeletons
All that you don’t confess
They’ll get it out of you
They’ll rip it out of your chest
Long live the skeletons
Forever rue this day
Long live the skeletons 
Your black heart on display

Long Live the Skeletons

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Di7PqtDYOaE
https://myckalmarcovic.bandcamp.com/track/le-souper-loup

Texte et musique : Myckaël Marcovic
Chant : Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel
Lyrics and music : Myckaêl Marcovic
Vocals : Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel

Translation above

UN SOUPER LOUPÉ

C’était une froide nuit d’hiver,
Un loup sortait de sa tanière,
Quand il vit trois petits cochons
Qui s’enfuirent vers leur maison.

Quand ils arrivent à leur chaumière,
Les cochons se barricadèrent
Le loup hurla, frappa, cogna
Mais à la fin, il s’essouffla.

Refrain :
Ouh ! ouh ! méchant loup
Même si tu aimes le jambon,
Ouh ! ouh ! méchant loup
Tu n’auras pas les p’tits cochons !

Puis soudain sur le toit, des pas.
Y a quelqu’un dans la cheminée
Qui dans la marmite tomba,
Et l’invité est prisonnier.

Les cochons se mettent à danser
En attendant le bon souper.
Pendant que l’invité cuisait,
Les petits cochons rigolaient.
(refrain)

En ouvrant enfin le couvercle
Quelques cadeaux flottaient sur l’eau
Et puis deux bottes, et le chapeau
Du Père-Noël qu’on vient de perdre !

Les pauvres rennes à la fenêtre
Se d’mandaient où était leur maître
Les p’tits cochons pleuraient aussi
C’est pas gentil, mais c’est ainsi !

Refrain :
Ouh ! ouh ! méchant loup
On n’fait plus partie des gens bons
Ouh ! ouh ! méchant loup
Ils vont nous traiter d’cornichons !

Depuis ce jour on ne voit plus
Que de faux Père-Noël partout.
Et ceux qui offrent des joujoux
Sont des remplaçants, bien entendu !
(dernier refrain) (bis)

Paroles et musique :
Myckaël Marcovic, 06/09/07

A MISSED DINNER

It was a cold winter's night,
A wolf was coming out of his den,
When he saw three little pigs
Who fled to their home.

When they arrived at their cottage,
The pigs barricaded themselves
The wolf howled, kicked and pounded
But in the end, he ran out of steam.

Refrain:
Ouh! ouh! bad wolf
Even if you like ham,
Ouh ! ouh ! bad wolf
You won't get the little pigs!

Then suddenly, on the roof, footsteps.
There's someone in the chimney
Who fell into the pot,
And the guest is a prisoner.

The pigs start dancing
Waiting for the right supper.
While the guest was cooking,
The little pigs laughed.
(refrain)

Opening the lid at last
A few presents floated on the water
And then two boots, and the hat
Of the Santa we just lost!

The poor reindeer at the window
Wondering where their master was
The little piggies cried too
It's not nice, but that's how it is!

Refrain :
Ouh! ouh! bad wolf
We're no longer good people
Ouh ! ouh ! bad wolf
They'll call us pickles!

Since that day we've seen
Fake Santa Claus everywhere.
And those who give toys
Are substitutes, of course!
(last chorus) (encore)

Lyrics and music :
Myckaël Marcovic, 06/09/07

Le souper loupé (feat. Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel)

Together was remixed and remastered on 11 January 2025
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[Lyrics follow}
A sweet, gentle pop song.  The original was written over 50 years ago and lost for more than 40.  It was found buried in a pile of old papers that might never have been uncovered if it wasn't for our Covid years.  This version is the first recording of the song, but it's grand entry into the world of song came when a four part harmony version (that I co-arranged with choir leader Susan Stott) was chosen by our local choir for performance.  It was a very special moment when I first heard 50 people singing a song that had only ever been sung by one person its long life.
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Verse 1:
You’ve been a stream
You've been running clear
But you can’t always see the sky
You’ve been afraid of leaving home
Afraid of running dry
I’m feeling blue
And I’m missing you
I wonder where you are
I’d walk all the way
But I fear it’s much too far  

Chorus:
Together          
We’ll be together once again
Together           
Back together once again


Verse 2:
The city so strange
I’m lost in a maze but it's
All making sense somehow
It’s all a dream I’m so confused
And I’m alone for now
I’m feeling down
In this mountain town
I’m lost in something new
I think I’ll lay back
Relax and think of you   

Chorus:
Together          
We’ll be together once again
Together           
Back together once again  

Bridge:
You told me you’d be coming  home to me
But you didn’t say when   
But I’m sure it’s goin’ to all work out 
We’ll be together again

Verse 5:
If we take some time
And watch the signs
While we’re both on our own
We might pick up some dreams
And bring them all back home   

Chorus:
Together          
We’ll be together once again
Together           
Back together once again

Together

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Genesis

Composed and preformed by Braxton Carter. Stranger on the run

Stranger On The Run

Beyond Color There is Light ACE - for pierrot sextet (2025)

Beyond Color There Is Light draws on my experience at the massive Rothko Retrospective at the Foundation Louis Vuitton in Paris in January 2024.  It was truly surreal to see 115 Rothkos in a single space and there was a beautiful, enigmatic, and luminous aura among the entire space. Seeing so many of these paintings, and seeing them so closely, one starts to realize how one-sided it is to characterize these paintings as still or suspended; these are incredibly active paintings filled with magnitude of tiny details in color, brushstrokes, and shapes that add so much to the vibrancy of the work. These micro-activities also helped create the sense of inner illumination that Rothko sought to create from within the paintings themselves. In Beyond Color There is Light, I try to capture this duality of stillness and create a sense of luminosity through the orchestrational and harmonic worlds. Through passages of driving melodic lines and rich harmonic webs, a passage of dreamy, floating, and rustling chords with a lyrical cello solo, and an animated, mixed-meter passage, the experience of this piece is as if we notice all of the tiny details flash before our eyes, but we still maintain this shimmering and suspended world in our presence. Beyond Color There Is Light was written with appreciation and admiration for the Aspen Contemporary Ensemble and Tim Weiss. 

Tim Weiss, conductor
Antonina Styczen, flute
Ian McEdwards, clarinet
Laura Gamboa, violin
Miles Reed, cello
Seth Schultheis, piano
Xin Yi Chong, percussion

Beyond Color There Is Light - for pierrot sextet

This track is from the album Putting It About and is available for purchase online.
Written and produced by John Hardman for Swamp Music Productions UK.
(p)(c) Swamp Records UK & Swamp Music UK for all territories.

Putting It About

Achin' Heart

Achin' Heart by Beats Working (John Hardman)

Simon Alami is a Canadian composer with a passion for blending different musical styles and traditions. He draws inspiration from master composers. Simon's compositional style is characterized by a fusion of diverse elements and a willingness to experiment with new forms of expression. He currently lives in Montreal, Canada and is a proud member of the Canadian League of Composers (CLC), Canadian Music Center CMC and SOCAN.

Tea with Debussy and Pärt in Casablanca for Clarinet in A and Piano Virtual Pre-Release Version

Simon Alami Composer