Yandel VS Mavado (Dramantic Remix)

only borders define my world (r.s.stropharia) 16.11.2022

Texte Français et Gogle translate

LA PHOTO

Pour la photo rapproches-toi,
Main sur le dos, donnes moi le bras.
Dans un sourire fixons la page
Et pas se dire, c’est un passage….

Beau ce cliché il est vivant,
Nos yeux brouillés en disent tant.
On y respire et çà se voit,
Tant de plaisir à être là.

Sur ce bristol tout en couleurs,
Marque l’envol d’un grand bonheur.
Dans ces images si belles en soi
Font un passage qu'on oublie pas,

Et pas du souvenir
En restant au présent,
Sans ne jamais me dire
C’était hier, antan…
Je me tourne au futur
Le regard en av’nir,
Quand l’amour est bien mûr
Il me faut le cueillir.

Je regarde les rêves lointains,
Sans prendre garde on y revient,
Et toute la peine surgit si vite,
Quand les « on s’aime » prennent la fuite.

,Alors dis-moi que cette photo,
Elle restera comme le plus beau.
Qu’encore loin et même vieux
Ce papier peint sera nous deux.

Et pas du souvenir
En restant au présent,
Sans ne jamais me dire
C’était hier, antan…
Je me tourne au futur
Le regard en av’nir,
Quand l’amour est bien mûr
Il me faut le cueillir.

Et pas du souvenir
En restant au présent,
Sans ne jamais me dire
C’était hier, antan…
Je me tourne au futur
Le regard en av’nir,
Quand l’amour est bien mûr
Il me faut le cueillir.

Et pas du souvenir
En restant au présent,
Sans ne jamais me dire
C’était hier, antan…

Et pas du souvenir,,,

THE PHOTO

For the photo come closer,
Hand on your back, give me your arm.
With a smile let's stare at the page
And not to say to oneself, it is a passage….

Beautiful this shot it is alive,
Our blurred eyes say so much.
We breathe there and it shows,
So much fun to be there.

On this colorful bristol,
Marks the flight of great happiness.
In these images so beautiful in themselves
Make a passage that we don't forget,

And no memory
Staying in the present,
Without ever telling me
It was yesterday, yesteryear...
I turn to the future
Looking ahead,
When love is ripe
I have to pick it up.

I look at distant dreams,
Without taking heed we come back to it,
And all the pain arises so quickly,
When the "we love each other" run away.

So tell me that this photo,
She will remain as the most beautiful.
That still far and even old
This wallpaper will be the two of us.

And no memory
Staying in the present,
Without ever telling me
It was yesterday, yesteryear...
I turn to the future
Looking ahead,
When love is ripe
I have to pick it up.

And no memory
Staying in the present,
Without ever telling me
It was yesterday, yesteryear...
I turn to the future
Looking ahead,
When love is ripe
I have to pick it up.

And no memory
Staying in the present,
Without ever telling me
It was yesterday, yesteryear...

And no memory,,,

LA PHOTO (Chanson Française)

UnBoxed October 2024
Original song, vocal performance, guitar and recording by the superb Sybilla @sydwiener47
Reimagined and embellished by Out of the Box
Image : Sybilla

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OUT OF THE BOX / SYBILLA - What Colour Are Your Sunsets?

Picture taken in December 2020, Korg (ARP 2600) and modular synthesizer built in January 2023, live performance from October 2024.

Antarctica - Part One (between Mystery and Divinity)

Hiya Listeners,

Here's another unpretentious, rough n ready, yet wistful and gentle  Improvisation for you.

ilio and i improvised this piece right around the time ilio's dear friend and octogenarian artist David Reid passed away.

David was a multi-talented artist, jeweler, gardener, father, husband, and much more throughout his life. He lived on Saturna Island over last 20 years of creativity.

When we listened back on the music we'd improvised and recorded on our  Stereo Zoom Mic, ilio sensed that we should call it 'A Song for David'.
I heartily agreed, and so we have.

May it capture even a little of the wide and creative swath he cut through life while incarnate here on our amazing planet.


I am on my Kawai Electric Piano, and  ilio is playing his acoustic Classical Guitar

May you Relax, Unwind and enJOY what transpired!

© Gary Courtland-Miles & ilio bertolami 2025
℗  Gary Courtland-Miles & ilio bertolami 2025
on Saturna Island B.C., Canada

Release date:
March 3rd 2025

A Song for David

Elfentanz

iorakeme_01

Written in October 2025. Violin and orchestra.
Seated nude, Janet Cumbrae-Stewart.

Violin Concerto 6 (i)

Last Train Home -  Sax Quartet

Complex Mathology - Winter Session 2 - Op.7 No.9

Sometimes… is passionate about photography, music is just a substitute, that's why he creates "landscapes and environments" with modular synthesizers.

Bogdan-N. Blajevschi, aka "Sometimes…" has a Bachelor of Science in Audio Engineering. His bachelor's thesis researches: sound, sound synthesis and the architecture of modular synthesizers.
During his studies in Berlin he also discovered the beauty of pentatonic scales.
With Polish roots but born and raised between the Black Sea and Dracula's Castle, Bogdan "travels" around the world in search of new sounds and new motifs for his audio and photographic experiments.

All rights reserved.

P.S.
For a better listening experience, turn off the lights (if you can) and let your imagination flow. 
In the dark, music always has other "colors"!

Antarctica - Part One (between Mystery and Divinity)

Sometimes...