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



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

"Wooden Ships" is a song written and composed by David Crosby, Paul Kantner, and Stephen Stills and recorded both by Crosby, Stills & Nash and by Kantner with Jefferson Airplane. It was written and composed in 1968 in Fort Lauderdale, Florida, on a boat named Mayan, owned by Crosby, who composed the music, while Kantner and Stills wrote most of the lyrics. Kantner could not be credited as one of the joint authors-composers of "Wooden Ships" on the original May 1969 release of Crosby, Stills & Nash, because he was embroiled in legal disputes with Jefferson Airplane's then manager, Matthew Katz. Crosby said, "Paul called me up and said that he was having this major duke-out with this horrible guy who was managing the band, and he was freezing everything their names were on. 'He might injunct the release of your record,' he told me. So we didn't put Paul's name on it for a while. In later versions, we made it very certain that he wrote it with us. Of course, we evened things up with him with a whole mess of cash when the record went huge."

Wooden Ships

有钱人终成眷属

有钱人终成眷属 (伴奏)

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.

Wooden Ships

Scott Colton

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