Hello, nice people,
I made"Doin' Fine" a time ago and it was one of my first attemps to use effects and sounds like risers etc... 
Now recently I listened again and thought, with some remastering it is a humble attempt, to bring the feeling you have when you're young. 

When your bed stands in the right place of the world, you're mostly "doin’ fine"

lyrics;

When I was 21,  I was doin’ fine
I didn’t have no car but    	 that  was fine
I didn’t have no money but		“
I          “        job				“
“                 House
I didn’t have no job    			Doin’ fine

 
When I was 21 I was doin’ fine
I didn’t have no car but    	 that  was fine
I didn’t have no money but		“
I          “        job				“
“House
I didn’t have no job    			Doin’ fine

Who needs a car
 always someone drivin’ you no matter how far
I was Doin’ fine

When I was 21 I was doin’ fine
(….)

Only 21 Don’t miss the fun

Always someone to take care of me
Always someone to pay the bills for me

Don’t want a job
Always time enough to work my but off
Time enough to work my but of
Doin’ fine

Don’t need  a house no way 

no way 			no way 
that means I have to stay on a permanent way
								Only 21 doin’ fine

Don’t need  a house 
no way 
that means I have to stay on a permanent way

the world is my home

Doin' Fine   remastered

This world of ours is nuts.

So, in an act of utter lunarcy I have decided to marry the moon and bugger off somewhere else.

Herewith my serenaded pledge of love and proposal of marriage.

I have every confidence.

Goodbye everyone.

Goodbye.
__________________________________________________________________________

Selene

Now every sun has set
Dark as it can get
No dawn will bless my crescent dreams
Of touchdown on your crater lips
Sweet penumbrally eclipsed
Selene
Entrust me to Tranquility’s sea of moondust for infinity
Phase my mind with dark-side thoughts pristine
Selene

Unpick your tidal lock
Let that planet run amok
Let’s spin away to astral pastures green
Helium-3 wedding isotope
We’ll solar system-atically elope
Selene
Ultimate caesarean birth, father Theia and mother earth
I adore your ellipsoidal slight scalene
Selene

Your pert axial tilts will carry me, ah won’t you marry me?
We’ll wax and wane as one, making moonlets, the stars between
Selene
_______________________________________________________________________
Photo courtesy of NASA

Selene

Unidentified Funk Operation

13 -

Since You Been Gone

Long before I became a JEDI master, I had this bittersweet situation. Under the sunset, kissing a girl, saying goodbye.

I'm still working on the arrangement of this song, I always have hard times finding right texture of sound. Will update someday.

Written and performed by Kyo
*******************************
*Verse 1:**

As the fading glow of the setting sun,  
We are standing together as one,  
And the night’s still saying goodbye,  
You have to run.

As the train takes you away,  
Our last minutes quietly sway,  

**Chorus:**

We will meet again like shooting stars 
Two hearts fall apart with hidden scars,
Underneath the sky so sweet 
Bittersweet

**Verse 2:**

Your lips touch mine, a transient kiss,
A blend of heartache and bliss,
Long-distance tears we hide,
Yet we collide.

Time will test our ties,
Yet in this moment, love defies.
  
**Chorus:** 
We will meet again like shooting stars 
Two hearts fall apart, with hidden scars,
Underneath the sky so sweet 
Bittersweet

**Bridge:**

Distance can’t obscure the light we see,
Where should it be.

As twilight turns to night,
I’ll cherish this beautiful sight,

Bittersweet

Un hommage à Rimbaud, à la vie faite d'errance et d'erreurs, d'absolue beauté aussi, à tous ceux dont les rêves les plus fous ont fini par façonner la réalité , aux antipodes de nos pragmatiques  sans souffle et au petit pied. On peut leur préférer le Poète et ses "semelles de vent". (Le morceau est long, je sais, je m'en excuse, mais le texte est long aussi et la musique se veut un peu comme un voyage)
 PAROLES
Gentil poète
Trafiquant d’armes
Tu t’es perdu dans les sables
 Non loin d’Addis Abeba
Pourquoi le si lointain là-bas ? 

Gentil poète 
Trafiquant d’armes
Pourquoi avoir rompu le charme ?
 Ton amitié avec Verlaine
Le tendre Automne et ses violons
 L’enfance chère aux étrennes
 Tout l’or des Illuminations.

Gentil poète
Trafiquant d’armes
Tu t’es perdu dans les sables
 Non loin d’Addis Abeba
Pourquoi le si lointain là-bas ? 

Gentil poète 
Trafiquant d’armes
Entre la violence et le rêve
La guerre aussi tu l’as connue
La tête en l’air, la tête nue.
Comme si tu te fuyais toi-même
Tu as écrit tous tes poèmes
« Je est un autre », nous disais-tu.

Gentil poète
Trafiquant d’armes
Ange ou démon, Dormeur du val,
 Tes rêves se firent caravanes
Comme d’autres fument des Havane.

Ton Bateau ivre dans tous les ports
 De Marseille, de Massaoua ou Djedda
Tes poèmes d’âme et de corps
Pourquoi le si lointain là-bas ?

Nouvelles Voyelles, nouvelles fièvres
Ton cri moderne sur nos lèvres
 Ton cri encore nous libère
 De toutes les Saisons en enfer.

Gentil poète
Trafiquant d’armes
Tu t’es perdu dans les sables
Non loin d’Addis Abeba
Pourquoi le si lointain là-bas ?
________________________________________________________________
Nice poet
Arms trafficker
You got lost in the sands
 Not far from Addis Ababa
Why the so far away there? 

Nice poet 
Arms trafficker
Why did you break the spell?
 Your friendship with Verlaine
The tender Autumn and its violins
 Childhood dear to gifts
 All the gold of the Enlightenment.

Nice poet
Arms trafficker
You got lost in the sands
 Not far from Addis Ababa
Why the so far away there? 

Nice poet 
Arms trafficker
Between violence and dreams
The war you also knew her
Head up, head bare.
As if you were running away from yourself
You wrote all your poems
"I'm another," you told us.

Nice poet
Arms trafficker
Angel or demon, Dormeur du val,
 Your dreams were caravanned
Like others smoke Havana.

Your Drunk Boat in All Ports
 From Marseille, Massawa or Jeddah
Your poems of soul and body
Why the so far away there?

New Vowels, New Fevers
Your modern cry on our lips
 Your cry again sets us free
From all the Seasons to hell.

Nice poet
Arms trafficker
You got lost in the sands
Not far from Addis Ababa
Why the so far away there?




Abyssinie (hommage à Rimbaud)

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I am a sickly thing burning out for the entertainment of dozens.
Eons ago the gods locked me up in here as punishment for my divine transgressions. 
I've been live recording, digitally producing, & blending both mediums for a long time. 
Thank you for stopping by.
Be safe on your trip.

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