Well, you have just became one of my (few) starred members!

Aye this is fire keep it up for real dawg

This drum and guitar instrumental is nice

Replay value is strong 💪 gonna have this on repeat 🔁 keep up the great work!!

Ghosts In Mailand

Enigma

First recorded in January 2022. 
From the album Spuk3.

It's a song about youth and having to grow up too fast, hopelessness. It's not really about one specific person, there's bits that are definitely about this person or that, and bits that are definitely about me.

This new version was mixed and mastered by
Woods Studio Norway Mixing and Mastering 
www.soundcloud.com/woods_studio 

Lyrics

Ah, little Jenny Tucker.
Reputation as a looker.
Walking up and down on her beat.
Bin by the sands.
More than holding hands.
With her high-heeled shoes on her feet.
Says it's alright.... It's alright... it's alright...

Oh, I feel like I should go.
But I guess you'd never know.
So I always stay.
Now there's no walking away.
But it's alright... It's alright... it's alright...

A real easy lady.
To anything she says maybe.
Her doors open usually.
But she caught me at a bad 
Time in my life.
One another had me down on my knees.
But it's alright... it's alright..  it's alright...

Am I Wasting my time on you?
I only wanted a screw.
Now I've gotta pay.
If I walk away.
But it's alright... it's alright... it's alright...

Trapped with you by circumstance, 
I never stood a fucking chance,
You made all decisions you see, 
before the thought occurred to me. 
It's alright... it's alright... it's alright...

My drinking days were hindering.
I didn't know where to begin.
To get away from you, my sweet.
To cast aside that thing called...
It's alright... it's alright... it's alright...

Jenny was wandering alone around the town.
Trusting to providence to not let her down.
Hoping to snatch.
A happening from the night air.
Forgetting all her worries and her manifold fears.

See, Jenny has numerous problems in life.
Learned not to care about it.
To take the strife.
Wittle away at everything that she owned.
She never thought to let out.
A cry or a moan.

Ah, Jenny was kicked out of care at sixteen.
Sat on a wall, to eat her pudding.
The opposite things.
Were all that she'd ever known.
A mattress in a bedsit.
The only thing that she owned.

So, Jenny was viewing the storm from above.
She expected nothing.
Not least to go up.
Going to war, with expected fancies.
She could charm the snakes.
Out from under a tree.

A pretty face like yours could get you away.
If you had a head on your shoulders to  say...
"I don't want this! I don't want anything more!"
But it's easier to buy your gifts from a store.

Jenny's not strong enough to stand it for long.
All of the choices she made had been  wrong.
A man for tomorrow.
Another one for yesterday.
The things in your way.
A bomb to blow them away.

While the night ain't over.
While the night is moving.

It's alright. 

Jenny says, you're out of her life.
She's never gonna be your wife.

Jenny says, you've gone too far.
She's driving off in your fast car.

Jenny says fuck you shes done.
You'll never find where she has gone.

It's alright.

Jenny is stepping right up to the plate.
Jenny is standing at the starting gate.
Jenny is leaving us.
Jenny is off into space.
A selfless sacrifice.
Which at least she can face.

Jenny's a mystery.
Jenny's a bore.
Jenny was crying out for a bit more.
Jenny took everything.
Whilst the cat was away.
Jenny says there was nothing left for you to pay.

Jenny has LSD in a small bag.
Jenny has fingers to take off the tabs.
I don't want this life. 
I don't want anything more.
Rid of the things in her way.
With the tools to make them all pay 

Jenny's a superstar.
Jenny's a tramp.
Jenny has no one in this world to thank.
Jennys got soldiers lined up next to her egg.
Ah, making you beg.
A scar at the top of her leg.


The Ballad Of Jenny Tucker [2024 Remaster]

This is what I imagine love to feel like.

Just to be with you.

Habana

BOOMERANG - Habana feat. Frank Fonte

Le Grand Meaulnes, roman d'Alain Fournier, nous passionne depuis toujours avec mon frère Michel. Il a fait ce joli texte, que j'ai mis en musique et illustré par un pastel.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VVLgwA3F0Nw
Paroles: 
Hey Meaulnes, where are you,
Hey Meaulnes, where are you?

Jadis décembre 1800 et plus,
Frappait un grand étudiant pâle.
A la demeure originale,
D'un maître d'école qui n'est plus.
Un grand enfant qui s'évadait,
Qu'une adolescence transportait,
Et qui jamais ne parviendrait,
A quitter son monde parfait.
Il me faudra vivre sa folie,
Sans pouvoir ni vouloir guérir.
Et sans cesse dans mes souvenirs,
ces mots:
 
Hey Meaulnes, where are you,
Hey Meaulnes, where are you?

Aujourd'hui décembre 1900 et plus,
Je frappe de mes mains blanches,
Sur un passé dont les planches,
Craquent encore d'un bois de 1800 et plus.
Je cherche toujours la fête étrange
Dans le brouillard de mes années.
Mais elles ne seront jamais fanées,
Ces prairies ou je les range.
J'appellerai longtemps Frantz de Galais,
Avec mon âme nommée Seurel,
Et de tout mon être trop frêle,
Je saurai..

Hey Meaulnes, i am here,
Hey Meaulnes, i am here,
Hey Meaulnes, where are you,
Hey Meaulnes, where are you?

Christian PERUTI - Compositeur interprète.
auteur: Michel PERUTI

Revenir à l'essentiel

Hey Meaulnes, where are you

1,2,3,4 
Open the door
I wake up now
And see Dara
She's above me
Smiling Strangely
I wonder why 
She seems so wild

1,2,3,4 
I slam the door
I don't want to see
What's going to be 
I'd rather stay 
In my fantasies
I don't want to see
What's going to be

1,2,3,4 
Open the Door
Dara dances
Above the fences
The rain-wall behind 
Got few more inches
Beyond it, one day
I saw the sun's tears

1,2,3,4 
I slam the door
I don't want to see
What's going to be 
I'd rather stay 
In my fantasies
I don't want to see
What's going to be

Dara (Beyond The Rain-Wall)

In May 93, the Rain-Wall appeared
One cloud over the sea was followed by three

I was so thirsty that it made me happy
I was so silly
Dara, unlike me, understood everything
Her face went gloomy.

The shore was flooded very quickly
I saw a mother holding her baby

I was so afraid that I stood there frozen
Oh such a pussy
Dara, unlike me, was calm and ready.
That, you could see

And then the city disappeared completely
Except some buildings
The Rain-Wall grew up and covered everything
It went so dark here
Dara took my hand and pulled me fiercely
"Come on, follow me »
We managed to reach the top of the cliff
We were so lonely

The Rain-Wall

Undercover_punk_2

Earth's voices

Bezkema

Yes, the cover picture is pinky, because the lyrics of this song are very romantic. Well, what to say? Sometimes, it feels good to loosen up a bit! And if you pay close attention, it’s not all sooo sweet, we sometimes fight, some days are less easy than others, but, yeah, Iove is there and some may want it to stay just like this, for as long as possible. And me, I would like her to know I feel that way, most of the time at least!

On a more technical side, this song is touched by some kind of psychedelics or rock ballad, with an electric guitar base and an unexpected duet, which took me quite a long time to work, rework, rerework and rererework, probably the longest time so far and I hope you will consider those slightly more than 5 minutes of music deserved it!

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