4Christmas

I Fly 🕊

LOVE SIGNS  feat. Alicatt & Paploviante
Vocals : Alicatt
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/21749/love-signs-feat-alicatt-130bpm-funk-acapella
Bass : Paploviante
https://soundcloud.com/paul-racle
Music Lillithe & Paploviante
Lillithe: Percussions , Arrangement and Production

LOVE SIGNS Feat. Alicatt & Paploviante

Missing | made on the Rapchat app (prod. by ProdTavian)

The Cliffs of Moher form a famous cliff coast in Ireland. They are located on the west coast of Ireland's main island in County Clare near the towns of Doolin and Liscannor. 
Height: 155 m (509 ft)

Les Falaises de Moher forment une célèbre côte de falaises en Irlande. Elles se trouvent sur la côte ouest de l'île principale irlandaise, dans le comté de Clare, près des localités de Doolin et Liscannor.
Hauteur: 155 m (509ft)
Production: Lillithe

Journey To The Cliffs Of Moher

My dj session Energymaker on Spectrum On Air radio www.spectrumonair.com
Sundays 9 p.m (GMT),
show is repeated Wednesdays 9 p.m (GMT) and Fridays 1 a.m (GMT)!
More techno, less drama!

Energymaker on Spectrum On Air Vol.29, IMFDO 0058, 03.12.2023

In the Mood For Love feat.Shamoozey, Emily Coy & Paploviante
Backing Track: Paploviante 
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/remember-paploviante-open-collaboration-offer
Vocals and Lyrics : Shamoozey
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/11846/in-the-mood-for-love-100bpm-blues-acapella
Vocals and Lyrics : Emily Coy
Freevocals – Emily-coy-trust-us-free-acapella
Lillithe: Mix and Production

In the Mood For Love feat. Shamoozey, Emily Coy & Paploviante

(I replaced the previous file with this new, improved and longer version.)  I hope you will listen again to this version!  Finding the way is as simple as following a smell, a sound, a premonition, a previous experience, spiritual guide, (and Google!). My inner compass is to trust my instincts, my senses and conscience. Life is way too complicated, and sometimes there are no right answers.  In music, I can usually find my way to the end of a song.  When it happens, the reward is beautiful! (somethings it takes many tries too!)
Yamaha DGX 660 Natural Strings

The Way

I FLY 
Music, words and production : Bruno Chassaigne 
Guitar, vocal, keyboards & machines : Loony De Bussy 
Art cover : Nataly NGM

I Fly

This is the lead track from the set of songs that I began with Wou-Wou & the Wormling during the start of the turmoil and chaos brought upon by the pandemic. This is also the first part of four tracks within the album directly based on Wou-Wou’s comic, The Shrike. It has been incredible working with Bitzone and Stricknice throughout the project as well. It is always cool when the everyone in the stag heard works well togehter and brings distinct yet complimentary ideas to the mix. Big thanks also to Weighty Tree for introducing his groovy style of neopsychedelica to the rut! 

May everyone be victorious at their turn during the rut.

Track Credits:
The Weighty Tree: Guitars
https://soundcloud.com/theweightytree
https://theweightytree.bandcamp.com
Stricknice: Intro Guitars, Samples and Sample Work, Keys
https://soundcloud.com/j-nice-6
Bitzone: Drums, Orchestration, Mix, and Master
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
www.bitzones.net
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Reverse Guitar, Bass, Mellotron, Synths, Original Demo Track, Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
wouwouandthewormling.bandcamp.com
www.youtube.com/channel/UCy0rEOgxbaIcWbZZuxAKVmA
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Ending Samples, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com

Lyrics

Intro
Several weeks after the events of The Great Scurry, all had returned back to normal in the autumnal forest. Nature has a way of quickly shaking off the traumas of the past and returning to its most basic of desires. You see, all of life yearns to mate and procreate, and while most that experience defeat from the stronger or rejection from those seeking the fitter, muster the determination to get back up again, some take their spurning to heart, as if they were more deserving than nature intended, where it festers and begins to grow a new grotesque life of its own.     

Verse
Word 
Yo
As antlers crashed with the desperation of lust 
And the scent of musk in the air
I couldn’t help but take notice there
Was a sweet smell of autumn 
Carried in the gust 
Of wind  
It is a beautiful time of the year
When the does come into estrus 
And there is only one thing on my mind
I must get some of that behind 
I find
Times like these to be harbingers 
That linger
I could count times like these on my fingers
If I didn’t have hooves 
And wasn’t crashing to the ground 
With the sound of defeated dreams 
Of games of hard to get
And multiple days of getting wet 
I let the overwhelming excitement of rut
Get the best of me 
And now am crest fallen to see
The Doe that I thought was mine
Walk away with the buck that brought me down to the twines
Uh

The Shrike Pt. 1

The Weighty Tree, Stricknice, Bitzone, Wou-Wou & the Couch King - The Shrike Pt. 1

The final part of our EP The Hope Of The Sunrise https://soundcloud.com/turtle-project
Lyrics:-
He made it to the ocean
And sat down on the sand
He noticed the changes
He held it in his hand
A new inner knowing
His heart felt so light
Just as the sky turned orange
The horizon got bright

Life is hope
Life is faith
Life is trusting yourself
It's never too late
Life is hope
Life is faith
Life is trusting yourself
It's never too late

Ah The hope of the sunrise
Ah The hope of the sun rising now.

The Turtle Project / winkandwoo 2024

The Hope Of The Sunrise

The Hope Of The Sunrise - The Turtle Project & winkandwoo

Boxing Day

Texte Français et Google Translate

CROYONS EN NOUS

Un peu de sens bien réaliste
Quand on y pense, tout çà existe
Cacher ses maux, ne pas les vivre
Regarder haut  çà nous enivre.
Un peu d’amour, rien qu’une larme
Se faire des jours posant les âmes
Seront t’ils beaux, fera t’il sombre ?
Dans chaque haut, il y’a une ombre.
Un peu d’argent juste ce qu’il faut
C’est indécent d’en avoir trop
Les coins de rue montrent la misère
Des homme perdus sans rien y faire.

Croyons en nous, croyons-y fort
Voyons le bout, et puis d'abord
Restons debout, au mauvais sorts
Pas à genoux, une fois encore.
Dans un mal fou prenant nos corps
Prendre des coups sans avoir tord
Pensons à nous une fois encore.
Un point c'est tout et puis alors.

Un peu de rêve, des brins d’espoirs
Que rien n’achève pour mieux y croire
De l’utopie plus que raison
Entendre oui plutôt que non.
Un peu de chance, des coups de pot
Quand çà avance sont jamais trop
Un p'tit bonheur c'est bon à prendre
Et le meilleur c'est beau à rendre.
Un peu d'oubli sur l'importance
Prendre la vie comme elle avance
A chaque trou il faut remplir
Et jusqu’au bout bien se le dire.

Croyons en nous...

LET'S BELIEVE IN OURSELVES

A bit of realistic meaning
When you think about it, it all exists
Hide your pain, don't live with it
Looking up high intoxicates us.
A little love, just a tear
Have days resting the souls
Will they be beautiful, will it be dark?
In every top, there is a shadow.
A little money just enough
It's indecent to have too much
Street corners show misery
Men lost without doing anything about it.

Let's believe in ourselves, let's believe in ourselves
Let's see the end, and then first
Let's stay standing, bad luck
Not on your knees, again.
In a crazy evil taking over our bodies
Take blows without being wrong
Let us think of ourselves once again.
Period, that's all, so what.

A little dream, a bit of hope
That nothing ends to better believe it
Utopia more than reason
Hear yes rather than no.
A little luck, pot shots
When things progress, there are never too many
A little happiness is good to take
And the best part is beautiful.
A little forgetting about the importance
Take life as it goes
Each hole must be filled
And until the end, say it to yourself.

Let's believe in ourselves...

A little peace would be good
But we don't know what tomorrow is
A white flag slung over one shoulder
By slandering all the troubles.
A little emotion, which takes to the heart
Heat the cold for the best
Can do good in the spirit
Because for everyone nothing is written.

Let's believe in ourselves, let's believe in ourselves

CROYONS EN NOUS

Ghost spitter/ writer skills, creativity is a gift not an ability. We’re all talented one way or another. Staying creative‼️

Missing | made on the Rapchat app (prod. by ProdTavian)

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