Try So Hard

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Find The Blues

So here's the latest song. It's a collaboration with the pianist Syntaleta, really full of talent. A great pleasure to work with her.  I hope you'll like it !

ՏŢĨŁŁ  Ӊ ᎾƤƤЄ -  Syntaleta/Luc Finella

Spider Bite

A new Song in 7/4 :-)

feel the pressure
we're all
 overrated 
marionettes your threads
seem to fade and
you're Bolted
now 

reading thoughts
of some who 
stole your youth 
paranoia is 
left in all your 
lies
we're gonna die
die
die 
die

peel all the fruits you stole 
take all that's left and 

reach for my hands
as you were falling 
slip Away
made of scars 
breathing for pain 
and cast away
the sun is changing 
lights will bury your 
fears as we 
suck you dry

our greedy eyes 
will catch the doom for you
separate in all our
self made 
lies 
we're gonna die 
die 
die 
die 

peel  All the  fruits you stole
take all that's left and 

reach for my hands
as you were falling 
slip Away
made of scars 
breathing for pain 
and cast away
the sun is changing 
lights will bury your 
fears as we 
suck you dry

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Bolted

Spread From Water Sources

https://youtu.be/9ctw8Crh4BY
Lyrics, music, vocals, guitars recording and mixed by Luc Finella.

EVERY TIME LF

Texte Français et Google traduction

Je continue à me mentir, j’ai trop la haine de ne rien dire
Les « Robinson » de l’aventure me font la gueule par être peu sûrs.
De trop compter les potes qui tombent, ma main qui lâche casse la ronde
D’une ribambelle aux fières allures, mais quand c’est d’trop, y’a rien qui dure.

En naviguant dans les eaux troubles, l’algue marine épie mon double
L’équivoque de mes tourbillons, dans l’éphémère n’sent pas bien bon.
J’finirai ma vie au cachot, on vit sale derrière les barreaux
A givrer des nuits d’insomnies, çà fait très mal à c’qu’on m’a dit.

Mais à y regarder de près, sans même le faire exprès
Du niveau de la mer, c’est fou, ce qu’on voit clair.

Les stigmates d’un mauvais chemin au visage pâle et trop repeint,
Peuvent me conduire au bas d’l’autel de l’amertume pour le mortel.
A me la faire cul et chemise,la partie ne s’ra jamais remise
Pour tous les clous que j’y enfonce, il n’y aura pas cinquante réponses.

Trop lourd le poids de mes fumées, à faire le speed pour exister
Tous mes cadastres et mauvais plans, me mettront un d’ces quatre dedans.
A tout à l’heure, à toute allure, j’me barre pour mieux faire le mur
Quand j’me la joue à la dégonfle c’est pas ma vérité qui pionce.

Mais à y regarder de près, sans même le faire exprès
Du niveau de la mer, c’est fou, ce qu’on voit clair.

Des p’t-être bien qu’oui peut-être bien qu’non, y’a même des jours j’sais plus mon nom
J’bègue d’avoir une idendité, j’suis pourtant pas un sans-papiers.
A m’trimballer sur terrains vagues, dans mes amours, je cache les bagues
D’fidélité qu’on s’passe aux doigts, y’a bien une fois où çà s’saura.

J’suis pas du genre à suer l’maillot, mais à m’tirer aux moindres maux
Dans les effets ou mes annonces, j’me prends pour l’arc qui fait l’triomphe.
La réclusion naît par nature, je moque les doutes de l’envergure
A n’pas poser mes cartes sur table, y’a bien un temps où j’s’rai minable.

Mais à y regarder de près, sans même le faire exprès
Du niveau de la mer, c’est fou, ce qu’on voit clair.

Faudra changer mon écriture et les photos de ma brochure
Mettre dans le coin d’un vieux placard les apparences qui me font, car
J’finirai ma vie au cachot, de faire le zouave et jouer faux
Il fait si bon et chaud dehors, que çà s’ra con d’changer l’décor.

Car à y regarder de près, sans même le faire exprès
Du niveau de la mer, c’est fou, ce qu’on voit clair.

WATCH OUT

I continue to lie to myself, I have too much hatred to say nothing
The "Robinson" of the adventure make me mouth by being unsure.
To count too much the falling fellows, my loose hand breaks the round
Of a gang with the proud gaits, but when it is too much, there is nothing that lasts.

While navigating in troubled waters, seaweed spies my double
The equivocation of my whirlwinds in the ephemeral are not very good.
I'll end my life in prison, we live dirty behind bars
Frosting nights of insomnia, it hurts a lot to me.

But to look closely, without even doing it on purpose
From the sea level, it's crazy, what we see clearly.

The stigmata of a bad path with a pale face and too much repainting,
Can lead me down the altar of bitterness to the mortal.
To make me ass and shirt, the game will never be reset
For all the nails I put in, there will not be fifty answers.

Too heavy the weight of my smoke, to speed to exist
All my cadastres and bad plans, will put one of these four in me.
A moment ago, at full speed, I bar to better make the wall
When I play it deflates it is not my truth that pionce.

R.

Well, maybe yes, but no, there's even days I do not know my name anymore
I think I have an identity, but I am not an undocumented one.
To put me on vague grounds, in my loves, I hide the rings
Fidelity that passes to the fingers, there's a good time where it will be.

A Y REGARDER DE PRES (Bon en face, mauvais par derrière... Cà se voit toujours et on finit seul))

Beach Soul Production Pierre Bordetti(c)
I like to walk on hot sand,
I like to be massaged by the wave,
I like to look at the blue sky,
mixed with that of the sea,

I prefer the ocean,
There are fewer sharks,
What in our streets and cities,

I would like to live at the beach,
I would like to live like a fish,

Beach Soul

Grand opus version of "Black Rain",  recorded in one take with just a couple of overdubs, this was originally written in 1990 for our band of the time  (also Black Rain)now given the updated Mental Straights treatment. This is a song about how we should be going forward but so often live in the past, without considering the future. Something funny in the tin. Some learnin' up to do , coz mother earth will bite back. Greetings to all, many thanks indeed to all our supporters, very much appreciated thankyou.!!! Captain Mental, Sgt. Milko and Lance Corporal Simms wish you a merry listen. Positive vibes to all in a world that gets slightly madder by the second. X

INSOMNIACS DREAMS (16/3/18)

Black Rain

https://soundcloud.com/the-glen-granthem-band
Glen put this cool blues backtrack together and gave it a ride for a little fun.....Whiskey included!!! :D Thanks Glen....Hope you enjoy!!! :~)))

~ Blues And Whiskey~ Jam w Glen Granthem

All Vocals & Guitars By Martin Reed,
Bass By Tophonicus,
Drums By Breaks Watts.

Produced By Martin Reed.

A Force Projection

I forgot when I recorded this. I found it while watching various Mac Finder. I've already uploaded something like tracks in the past....

Do You Remember Me?

Another release from songwriting duo Rosanna Eastman and Geoff Rees AKA 'Eastman Rees'. We hope you enjoy :)

Always a pleasure working with Geoff, he is such a talented musician and producer. This is our 31st song we have written together - long may it continue!! :) 

Rosanna Eastman; vocals and lyrics
Geoff Rees; instruments and music
Produced & arranged by Geoff Rees & Rosanna Eastman
Recorded at Belmont Studios, Stockport, UK.
© Rosebud Records 2018

Try So Hard - (Eastman Rees)

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