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Avant que tout ne change, tout n’était que musique. Celui-ci se souvient de ces artistes qui peuplaient ces jours anciens #chill rap

English translation (sorry for  untranslatable slang words and French references...)

I'm lost in the doudous the djadja the pookies
I earn a salary not from the moula and I have about as much street cred as a bum from Neuilly
However I do what it takes to stay up to date in music I listen to drill djent
I even watch TV shows where people are coached by Amel Bent
I often need a dictionary to understand the lyrics, that's my statement of failure
I even come to wonder if you can still write music when you were born before this century

Old rock n roll is dead in the ridiculous decline of its icons
Rap is no longer quite the same as soon as autotune goes wrong
I clearly don't have the bobo look stan smith smile naive chorus
I clearly don't have the filthy loser background of the fake alternative rebel
I could have made dad's old song like a nostalgic for Brel
But in truth to do that I love messing around a bit too much with Orel's punchlines

I took a stylish nickname in reference to that distant era
Where the genius of an artist was not limited to counting his TikTok followers
All your life you were looking for the beautiful the divine the eternal the universal
Not just to get a few dead likes, your only limit was the sky
It was literally in fact, you shouldn't mess with the inquisitors
Which proves that every period has a problem with this fucking concept of hater

So no I'm not in the street game, I'm more on the other side of the coin
And to tell the truth I don't give a damn even if no one wants to pay
I don't do this to live, that's why for me it has become vital
I just want to get into your head and infect your mind in a retroviral way
May my sound give you to you also the idea of ​​making art or music
And that the love of wisdom and poetry become pandemic again

Pandémique

https://northfield-lenox.com/

Night Letters - A collection of ‘audio interpretations’ of telegrams from the early 1900s. Each track is based on a portion of a real transmitted message.

Historically, telegrams were sent between a network of interconnected telegraph offices. A person visiting a local telegraph office would have their message telegraphed by morse code to another office, translated, and then delivered on a paper form. As with any form of communication, the messages could be routine, melancholy, joyous, or devastating.

The need to keep these messages short, and then reading them many decades later, provides plenty of room for imagination.

(Scans of actual telegrams were viewed at the Internet Archive)

= HOME AND FAREWELL =

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Gary Reeves: Lead Vocal
Terry Reeves: Spoken Vocal
Hans-Michael Albers: All instruments, Arrangement & Production

Video: youtu.be/4t-H-HHpQ20?si=_reTvkVVmF73vkRi

I was walking down Mare Street, Hackney
Climbing boots and back pack on
Looking for a song of mountains
I had climbed them many times before
Challenge may help to find another door

I’ve climbed arduous N.H.S mountains
Planted flags a'top of wedlock peaks
Hung upside down on magical fountains
With my muscles springing major leaks
My heart is growing smaller by the week

Stood and pointed at hours of darkness
Winds of silence a challenge of their own
Worn out boots a testament to distance
But the misery of counting my toes alone
Sixty three feet behind me as it goes

I have loved being a man of mountains
I hope many will profit from my deeds
I will try to climb just one more mountain
Slide down the other side to save my feet
At the bottom I'll need brand new cleats

This was written over 10 years ago as a George Formby style (Google the name if you’ve never heard of him) ukulele song - a mildly amusing message to Gal to let him know that I was fully aware of the mental health difficulties he was having and that I would always be there if he needed me.

Over the years, we spoke often about the song but nothing much came of it until Gal suggested slowing the tempo and giving it a kind of shuffle beat. As it was about him, I thought he should definitely sing the lead vocal, which I think works rather well. (*Vocalist’s note: It would help if I could still sing…)

You’ll find many personal references to Gal’s life in the lyrics. At the time it was written, he was 63, literally a fatal age for men in the extended Reeves family and he wasn’t having the best of times himself, still wrestling with the grief of a marriage break-up alongside the loss of his big brother and closest friend less than a year before. But even with all of this going on (and not always out of choice) he found there were plenty more mountains to climb.

The transition of the tune from Formby to Albers is a story in itself but suffice it to say that Hans somehow managed to transform it into this rather poignant opus.  He has also made a beautiful film to accompany the piece (see link above). All in all, it testifies perfectly to the reason why Gal’s cleats are somewhat care-worn...and he still has many mountains yet to climb.. (Terry Reeves)

MOUNTAIN MAN - CRIPPLE CLUB

just a simple one mic, spontaneous performance,  me, some words, and a guitar.

Bay Of Pigs Lullaby

Gray Morning

Music : Janne Hennie & Little Man
Vocals & lyrics : Janne Hennie

Changes in your life
Can be difficult to handle
Maybe it wasn't something you asked for
It suddenly appeared
And you just had to deal with the change

Chorus
But sometimes the change can be a good thing for you
It can make you feel better
And you can write the past a letter

Changes in your life
Can be difficult to handle
It can change how you feel
It can change the way you think
It can change what you see
It can change what you want in your life

chorus

Chorus

Changes in your life
Can be difficult to handle
But I will embrace
All that appeared
Which was for the best
And I will write the past a letter

Chorus

Chorus
Sometimes the change can be a good thing for you
It can make you feel better
And you can write the past a letter

Changes in your life....

Changes In Your Life

NatureSong

I decided to do a different mix of this new tune. Personally I like this version better. Let me know what you all think and thank you.

Lyrics:
In the quiet of the night, I’ll whisper low
Shining the light where the dark water flows
Yet the train of lies rolls heavy and fast
A silver-tongued serpent, weaving shadows that last

Criminals dancing in pockets of gold
While justice is tangled, bought and sold
The bribes keep rolling like thunder in the sky
As the truth fades away, who’s to justify

Time’s a thief with a grin, ticking down our days
Marching to the walls where the light starts to sway
When will we see justice? Maybe never, it seems
In this cruel reality, we are lost in our dreams

Life feels unfair, like a game stacked in jest
Some ride on the fast train, while others are stressed
Evil lurks in corners, a predator unseen
Swallowing whole what’s been, what could have been

A trail of destruction where innocence once lay
The end is coming near, cloaked in shadows of gray
Yet I’ll keep singing, my heart beats with the truth
In a world that’s forgotten the brightness of youth

So, let’s shine a light in the depths of despair
Fight for the voiceless, and show them we care
Together we'll gather, a chorus to rise
For in the heart of the darkness, we’ll ignite the skies

So let the shadows tremble, let them break and bend
With love as our weapon, we’ll rise in the end
Though the night feels endless, our spirits won’t hide
Together we’ll shine, and become the light

All music and lyrics by: Len Bennati FM Folk Copyright 2025

Let the Light Shine (Mellow Mix) (Remaster)

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Donnez de la force 😉 
https://matzizrecords.bandcamp.com/album/jane

Vidéo (version live) : youtu.be/eI8yArJpvxc

Jane - Vidéo live version in description

Instrumental versions open to singers/Versions instrumentales pour collab chant.
Original version : https://soundcloud.com/luceole/avenir


Avenir.

Comme un pauvre  Vagabond 
errant sur les chemins de sa  vie chiffon 
Comme un poète maudit 
Écrit sur le sable mouillé 

Refrain 
Ta  voie  est là, juste un premier pas  suffit pour partir 
laiss’ pas   la peur  te voler ton désir ton avenir

Copie le saltimbanque
qui jongle habile avec ses envies - envie 
La statue immobile
qui voudrait s’envoler  s’en aller


Comme une poussée de sève 
Réveille  ta vie , refleurit le Monde  tu rêve 
C'est dans cette  lumière qu’il te faudra tracer   ta route

Imagine le monde
C'est temps pour toi d’entrer dans la rond(e) tu vois 
C’est ça  C’est ce premier pas 
qui t’a fait saisir ta vie c’est  ça

!--- Translate

Future.

Like a poor Wanderer 
wandering the paths of his rag life 
Like a cursed poet 
Written on wet sand 

Refrain 
Your path is there, just a first step is enough to leave 
Don’t let fear steal your desire, your future

Copy the acrobat
who skillfully juggles with his desires - desire 
The motionless statue
who would like to fly away


Like a rush of sap 
Wake up your life, the world you dream of blooms again 
It is in this light that you will have to trace your path

Imagine the world
It's time for you to enter the circle you see 
This is it, this is the first step 
who made you grab hold of your life, that’s it

Avenir (Instrumental version)

After I had seen the movie "Out Of Rosenheim" for the third time and had read a book about a number of well-known musicians writing songs about the historical road "Route 66", I came up with my story and Stytz composed this DEMO-track on the basis of my lyrics.
The "Road Of America"  still famous as "Motherroad". Bikers always loved it and love it to the present day telling thousands of stories and adventures referring to  this legend! 
We tried to capture the unique atmosphere and flair of this adventurous trip.
       
Intro: Mother, Mother, Mother Road............
          Mother, Mother , Mother Road 
          You´re a legend I was told
          Mother, Mother, Mother Road
          A million stories on about two thousand miles
Mother Road shows her spines in the heat of the day
Rock`em bikers til they sweat and sigh
C´mon, spread your wings and you ´ll fly
On the road with no bendings mile after mile
Passing by places of great movie times
Like” Bagdad Café” in "Out Of Rosenheim"
Or "Rain Man " at the” Big 8 Motel”
The “Goldrush” ,another story to tell
     Mother, Mother, Mother Road..........
Coffee and bagels at” Dixie Truckers Home”
Get the latest talk from the" Kings Of The Road"
Take a break to relax your mind and your soul
Listening to "Johnny" Cash and "Nat King Cole"
       Mother, Mother, Mother Road....................
"Bobby Troup" and his song of everlasting fame
All those great legends far too many to name
From East to West  , you´re free to take your picks
So ” Get Your Kicks On Route 66”

     Mother, Mother, Mother Road...........................

Outro:  ... a legend never dies...

Mother Road

"Never regret yesterday. Life is in you today and you make your tomorrow."

from album " Life "
original release 2018

mix & mastering by @amin-pishehvar

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Regret

Ain't nothing but beavers living up there

I Got Cooties In Vancouver

Lyrics:
I'm the dark prince
On leave from the castle
The wine was over served
Feasting on the metaphors
Operas left unheard
Jewel encrusted areoles
Glass bottom gondolas
The saccharine muses
Behind the literary personas
Will you share this fever dream, my love? (2X)

Your God's most marvelous creation
In between the inhalations
I'm stuck here in this tourist trap
On the Astral Plane
I have nothing left to lose
And nothing left to blame
Synesthesia feelings
Have a similar refrain
Will you share this fever dream, my love? (2X)

My European suits
I'm a gentleman of leisure
The sounds from the unknown
Message and receiver
The trumpets blast in the city distance
I'm among the bourgeois class
Napoleonic pursuits
Kept under wraps

You were lost in my dream
I had your hand
I lost you in the waves
You were lost to the sea
I look for you everywhere I go
In the rental cars
The midnight bars
In every future embrace

Will you share this fever dream, my love?

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