A cool collaboration a few years back with the gracious & gifted Vocalatti and Jorge Stohwasser
Lyrics by Janice Slater and Vocalatti
Sax solo and final master by Jorg Stohwasser
Vocals Video and music by Vocalatti
(c) ASCAP APRA AMCOShttps://open.spotify.com/track/0DgpnlmyChnVXUmSwGlLK0?si=d9603936597d4244

Living In the Sun by Vocalatti (ft arterial flow)

A tous les vagabonds d'âge qui ont parcouru le monde en biais de long en large et en galères. 
Compositeurs : Philippe SEGUINARD - Xavier JAARI  Auteurs : Xavier 
JAARI ( english )  Guillaume DULER  ( french )
Arrangements : Xavier JAARI  https://soundcloud.com/xavier-jari
Chants : Xavier JAARI - Guillaume DULER
Bass - Drums - Keyboard : Xavier JAARI
Guitars : Philippe SEGUINARD - Xavier JAARI
To all the vagabonds of age who have traveled the world on a slant, up and down the length and breadth of the galleys. 
Composers: Philippe SEGUINARD - Xavier JAARI Authors: Xavier 
JAARI ( english ) Guillaume DULER ( french )
Arrangements : Xavier JAARI https://soundcloud.com/xavier-jari
Vocals : Xavier JAARI - Guillaume DULER
Bass - Drums - Keyboard : Xavier JAARI
Guitars : Philippe SEGUINARD - Xavier JAARI

Lyrics: 
You’re juste hobos on the road, with your guitars as only load,
They're just two raggedy men, lost in a world that don't give a damn,
But you keep playing your music anyway, hoping to find a better day.

J'ai des kilomètres de frontières
Sous mes semelles de vents glacés
Comme ces rivières en hiver
Où j'ai pas fini de nager
A contre courant électrique
Je n'ai jamais fait d'étincelles
J'étais tout seul sale pathétique
Comme une bête sans sa belle

It’s your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
Mon dernier train arrive en gare
It’s your life style but you choose it your life style 
C'est bientôt l'heure du départ
It’s your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
Cette fois je ne suis pas en retard
It’s your life style but you choose it your life style

It’s too late anyway too late to have any regret 
It’s too late anyway too late fot better day
just two raggedy men, 
Lost in a world that don't give a damn,

J'ai fait le tour du monde en biais
De long en large et en galère
J'étais un pauvre aventurier
Un Bob Morane de la misère
J'en ai connu des bides en ville
Sur tous les trottoirs de la Terre
Mendier c'est toujours difficile
Pas un radis et en Enfer

It’s your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
Mon dernier train arrive en gare
It’s your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
C'est bientôt l'heure du départ
It’s your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
Cette fois je ne suis pas en retard
It’s your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
Cette fois je ne serai pas en retard

You're just hobos on the road, with your guitars as only load,
They're just two raggedy men, lost in a world that don't give a damn,
But you keep playing your music anyway, hoping to find a better day.

I've got miles of borders
Under my soles of icy winds
Like rivers in winter
Where I'm not done swimming
Against the electric current
I never made a spark
I was all alone dirty pathetic
Like a beast without its beauty

It's your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
My last train arrives at the station
It's your life style but you choose it your life style 
It's almost time to go
It's your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
This time I'm not late
It's your life style but you choose it your life style

It's too late anyway too late to have any regret 
It's too late anyway too late fot better day
just two raggedy men, 
Lost in a world that don't give a damn,

I went around the world at an angle
Up and down and up and down
I was a poor adventurer
A Bob Morane of misery
I've had my share of flops in town
On all the sidewalks of the Earth
Begging is always difficult
Not a penny and to hell

It's your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
My last train arrives at the station
It's your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
It's almost time to go
It's your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
This time I'm not late
It's your life style but you choose it your life style choose it
This time I won't be late

© Xavier JAARI / Philippe SEGUINARD / Guillaume DULER   Juillet 2023

Bum'bo  ( Xavier JAARI & JIM ) TRANSLATED

EP: Hedera Helix

Hedera Helix ft. Hega

A remix of noxpox - Jammin, using processed and re-sampled sounds from the original with no additional audio.

The Original:
https://soundcloud.com/noxpox15/noxpox-jammin

The Playlist:
https://soundcloud.com/noxpox15/sets/noxpox-jammin-collabs

Respect to noxpox and all the collaborating artists.

noxpox - Jammin (Zone Cruiser Remix)

I'd been talking for a while with @kinelle-man (one of my favourite Soundcloud artists) about collaborating on something, but I was always too lazy to do anything about it. Then he recently approached me with this great tune, which was more or less complete already, and he suggested I add some drums to it, and whatever else I thought might work. most of the music is from kinelle man, while I added some drums, organ, and extra guitar bits (see below for details). Once I mixed it together, we really loved how it turned out and I'm grateful to kinelle man for this fun opportunity! Dedicated to a friend of a friend.  :)

kinelle man - bass, main guitars, arrangement
mistermark - drums, percussion, organ, additional guitar fills (samples of GarageBand loops)
Kevin G Davy - trumpet


Image design concept by me based on kinelle man's song title, created using ChatGPT 4o and Photoshop. It's meant to be an abstract of a cell nucleus, on an old polaroid photo.

Family Circle (a kinelle man / mistermark 'cool'-laboration)

Bad things don't break close to home, close the blinds
Turn the T.V. on, sleep on the couch
Freaks still rumble, stuff going down 'neath my nose

There was a shooting at the park
After dark anything can happen
Police can't be everywhere at once

Still pretty sure nothing gonna break, avoid the news
At every cost, anything I don't know aint gonna hurt me
Anything I don't know I don't need to know

Lawless society is a no-mans-land
Destroy everything
Sit and watch as all this play on the screen

08-07-2024

A Shooting At The Park

simple song about a simple time way back when
#lofi   #first love  #losing yer VitaminC

Tangerine
                                                                                     
Well I was thinking of how we used to play                                        
Oh so many years ago
Made up some silly names
No one knew what we meant
Where did that time with you go

I recall you had a passion for those fruits
Called me your Red Raspberry Toy
You were my mashed Banana Girl
Well that really cracked you up
And I was your Cherry Baby Boy

Then our time was over when you said                                                                        
Your Daddy’s gonna move the family west
On that final day, you pleaded, “Hold me Sugar Plum,
and whisper the name I like the best”

Tangerine, Let me be  the Apple of your eye
My Tangerine, I’m sticky and sweet, your guy
Oh Tangerine, my first love
Now say goodbye

You sent me letters saying you’d always wait for me
Using veggie names to cheer me up
I became your Broccoli 
and I christened you Sweet Pea
It was all I had but it was enough

Saying when can I see you my Cauliflower Queen
I would call you up but we couldn't talk for long
Paying by the minute, those long distance charges added up 
There was only time for me to sing your favorite song

Tangerine, I wanna  be the Apple of your eye
My Tangerine I’ll always be sticky and sweet, your guy
Tangerine, you were my first love 
Now say goodbye
Goodbye





Tangerine

I wrote this a couple of days ago and worked on the lyrics a bit then recorded just now on my phone. The starting point was thinking of a Syd Barrett lyric which mirrored Elvis "I don't care if the sun don't shine".

Photo - Usher Gallery, Lincoln, April 2025


Yes I mind when the sun won't shine
And I must live in shadow
When the dry spell comes must carry on 
Until there's no tomorrow
Getting up I know I'll fall again
And when I'm not wanted at all 
By the grace of God I don't despair
But for goodness sake of course I care

You bet it's true and I get the blues
Whilst you suffer for nothing 
As I play kick back watch melting wax 
Then I'm late again rushing 
Falling down I know I'll rise again 
And while I'm hated I stand tall 
Had to accept life isn't fair 
But for goodness sake of course I care
For goodness sake of course I care 








 





Of Course I Care

the New Paradise

Lyrics

One day it's right
The next it's wrong
So say true meaning
Arise my dear Sun
Way to show start
Conception of riddle
Middle Earth heart
Bowed meaning from fiddle
From East to West
You warm our chest
Breast filled bust
Until eve when you set

We know you'll come back
But what of us?
Fallible mortals ride spiritual bus
Fussed, we're framed with oasis unknown
So we make dimensions
To upgrade our clone
Prone to pain
But not prone to feel it
Heads fly insane
Books rot in this normal that 'reels it'

One day it's sight
Blind the next
New strong
True meaning will find disillusionment gong
Arise dear Sun
All day, protect
Creation makes the clean reflect
Finding freedom in existence
Tuned to aquatical vassalised consistence

The truth changes all day
It rearranges if you look it's way
It mutates to make new universe
Behavioural states adjusting diverse
Expanding like all known cosmos
Laser interferometer sees new truth hopes

Truth Changes (Jam)

lo-fi beats to contemplate to

When i'm not playing video games....
...i listen to and create Music.
I get into everything: Abba to Zappa...Grindcore to Gershwin...Nine Inch Nails to Nina Simone...Mike Oldfield to My Bloody Valentine to Miles Davis
  I LIKE MUSIC....composing and listening   😎
For the record: I am a keyboardist and sometimes drummer. About 90% of  the keyboard work is me actually playing a Yamaha Midi keyboard. Now you know...

the New Paradise

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