Bonjour à tous
En ce Lundi de Pâques une bossa nova pour faire rentrer quelques rayons de Soleil dans nos maisons.
Effectif instrumental: Guitare Classique, Guitare Jazz, Basse 4 cordes, percussions

Scat's Cats Bossa

Are we prepared for an attack from space? My worries: "No, because if we can't even manage threats here on earth...!"

Part of a work of "Club Refine"!

Alienation (Phase One)

The Most Extreme Level
(Previously "Nuclear War")
© Simon St John Chamberlain 2021/2022
Vocals: Simon Chamberlain
Artwork: DeSa

Lyrics:
Look into my eyes
Look into the darkness
Look into the void, and
Look into yourself and then

Tell me what you want
Tell me what you see
Tell me what you hear
Tell me what you want to be

Can you hear the sound?
Can you feel the heat?
Do you look away?
Do you feel your heartbeat?

Listen to the voice
Listen to the dream
Listen to the fact that
Nothing here is what it seems

Look into my eyes
Tell me what you see
Tell me who you are
Tell me who you want to be

Is there any doubt?
Is there any fear?
Is there any way, that
You can run away from here?

Do you want to live?
Do you want to die?
Do you want to get high?
Do you need an alibi?

This is what you want
This is what you see
This is what you fear, and 
This is what you want to be

Look into my eyes
Look into the darkness
Look into the void, and
Look into yourself and then

Tell me what you want
Tell me what you see
Tell me what you hear
Tell me what you want to be

Can you hear the sound?
Can you feel the heat?
Do you look away?
Do you feel your heartbeat?

The most extreme level
The most extreme level

Look into my eyes
Tell me what you see
Tell me who you are
Tell me who you want to be

Is there any doubt?
Is there any fear?
Is there any way, that
You can run away from here?

Do you want to live?
Do you want to die?
Do you want to get high?
Do you need an alibi?

The most extreme level
The most extreme level

The Most Extreme Level

Into Focus

Perspective

Track 5 of the Album soundcloud.com/user-461764443/sets/the-haunted-house
Grandma Margaret was a very good pianist and her Baldwin piano hand painted by artist Alfred Faniel was the living room “piece of resistance”. She was quite overdoing the playing while constantly adding notes and ornaments like the American Pianist Liberace. While playing she was also singing the orchestra parts at the same time but obviously we could not hear the orchestra like she was hearing it. Curiously, now that the house is haunted, each time we come in that living room we hear two movements of her favorite piano concerto from the composer … “Syrel”, including the orchestra that we never heard before.

Composed in 2001 by Syrel
Photography made 1986 by Syrel
“This is a work of fiction. Any similarity to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events, is purely coincidental.”

The grandparents haunted house

Grandma Concert Dreams



I am thinking, "No,
things shouldn't be this way.."
I am thinking how
I could be falling prey...

We have a common enemy, you and me
A flash of truth from your eyes 
to my eyes...
And all these mirrors 
held up to us
break brightness up 
They're breaking the brightness up...

You're taking the steep climb 
The rocks you packed around your heart 
Your spirit puts a panic on 
as is its habit.
You summon up a storm again,
I watch it rage around you..
Really don't want to join you there:
Don't drag me in...

This is your weather,
Not mine...
This is your weather,
Not mine...
This is your weather,
Not mine, 
Not mine...

Can you hem the edges of your mind?
Your spirit is so flyaway 
You shred up your old name 
Every nerve taut and frayed
The roar levels all, levels all...
You draw in smoke to get some air
You sit in to the drowning box
and dig your heels in there 

This is your weather,
Not mine...
This is your weather,
Not mine...
This is your weather,
Not mine, 
Not mine...

Things aren't clear from here -
You're in your fury; I'm in the fog -
I don't know the right words,
I don't know the code, 
I don't have it!

And you've got some rage to spend,
my darlin, 
but you've got nothing to burn
And you've got some rage to spend,
my darlin, 
but you've got nothing to burn...





COMMON ENEMY

...Silence - the Universe moves through the Soul...

............

🌹🎶🔭🎵

The Whole Of One Half

This song ended up on the 1971 Sticky Fingers album which I always thought was an odd fit for the song.  But Wikipedia says the song was written before that with Gram Parsons.  In fact, Gram Parsons released the song with The Flying Burrito Brothers in 1970 because Jagger and Richards thought their version of the song sucked.

Wild Horses

Their Hands Touched

The Feather Lamp Symphony for Piano & Violin - Collaboration with Rosin Dust (Violin Solo)
Music, orchestration and production by Syrel https://soundcloud.com/user-461764443
Violin Solo by Rosin Dust (Tatiana Makarova) https://soundcloud.com/rosindust
Picture of Ingo Maurer Bibibibi lamp by Syrel for the Decormag Magazine in 1985


Thank you so much Tatiana for this inspiring performance.

Syrel Classical Work

The Feather Lamp Symphony for Piano & Violin - Collaboration with Rosin Dust (Violin Solo)

If you love something, set it free.  If it comes back to you, it was meant to be.  Unless you throw it in the river.

Wild Horses

Scott Colton

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