Arrangements/Mix/Mastering :  Xan CASTEL & Philippe SEGUINARD
Compositeur :  Philippe SEGUINARD
Auteurs Mélodistes :  Jérémy et Romain TORRES & Guillaume DULER
Chants :  Chloé Kenza ELLOOK (CKenza)Jérémy et Romain TORRES & Guillaume DULER
Guitares :  Philippe SEGUINARD  Saxophone et Djembé : Jérémy TORRES
Mao : Xan CASTEL https://soundcloud.com/xan-castel
                                 https://soundcloud.com/johncastel
Choeurs : TRIUMVIRAT  https://soundcloud.com/user-460262747-508718205   & JIM
Lyrics : 
Passons nous le ciel et l'essentiel
Pour un deal d'elle et il au pluriel
Mélangeons nos gènes à bout de draps
Effaçons les frontières de nos doigts

Apporte ton style
Qu'importe ta ville 
Enfants de Gaïa
Nés sous le même toit
Apporte ton style
Qu'importe ta ville
Frères et sœurs de ça
On a le même toit

Au volant de nos ailes soulevons
Des montagnes d'erreurs et de questions
Dérivons nos continents en s'aimant
D'amours différentes intenses aimants

Apporte ton style
Qu'importe ta ville 
Enfants de Gaïa
Nés sous le même toit
Apporte ton style
Qu'importe ta ville
Frères et sœurs de ça
On a le même toit

Il t'en faut trop pour être bien et bien trop peu pour être soûlé
J'ai le smile la tête sous l'eau, tu fais la gueule sous l'soleil 
Après quoi cours tu ? Pourquoi appeler les coup durs ?
Stop, arrête toi deux minutes, ne vois tu pas tes menottes ?
Contemple ce qui t'entoure, et rends la pareille, 
Connecte toi à autre chose que ton foutu appareil 
On est tous les mêmes pourtant chacun sort du lot
C'est chaque petite goutte qui fait grandir le cours de l'eau
Main dans la main c'est mieux que d'en venir aux poings
Nous sommes tous dans le même camp, ok, marquons un point 
Personne ne gagne dans une guerre
La paix est bien plus forte que nous, 
Et était là avant tout
Elle restera après notre ère

Les trésors de la vie sont sous nos yeux 
Tout dépend ta vision des choses
Les erreurs qu’on commet sont des portes vers un avenir sans faute 
Aie confiance en l’univers 
Aime la vie et ceux qui t’entourent
Et si jamais tu te perds 
Suis l’instinct et apprécie la route 
Depuis que j’ai compris ça je vis comme un roi ou comme un chat 
j’apprécie chaque moment
Tout seul ou auprès des miens 
sous le froid la pluie, sous l'soleil des tropiques
La tristesse le malheur la joie, la paix sont des grâces de l’univers car au fond je suis toujours habité par ce feu sacré 
Qui embrase mon âme 
L’amour dans nos cœurs à jamais 
Laisse jaillir ta flamme 
tu brilleras pour l’éternité

Glissons sur nos vagues à l'âme à l'unisson
Un seul monde une même moisson
Marchons sur nos traces d'avants d'ailleurs
Sur les sables émouvants de nos peurs

Apporte ton style
Qu'importe ta ville 
Enfants de Gaïa
Nés sous le même toit
Apporte ton style
Qu'importe ta ville
Frères et sœurs de ça
On a le même toit
© Triumvirat & Jim  Mars 2023

Le Même Toit ( Triumvirat & Jim ) Feat CKenza

In a world of over 8 billion egos all chattering away in over 7 thousand languages - we did this...

Sometimes Words Are Not Enough

How can you say thatt it’s all about you? I say @ die to yourself and live in Christ! You may disagree, I’m okay with your decision!😇

Only Live Once

Sounds odd but I think I more or less agree with these lyrics. The "purpose" of life or for that matter anything is subject to interpretation. However i do think we spend far too much time and energy searching for a reason or purpose when one probably does not exist. Life is a wonderful accident. This distraction of searching for "meaning" distracts us I think from the practical task at hand: caring for each other and the planet.

lyrics
I walked through the woods on a sunny day
nothing on my mind to get in the way
I looked to my left,I looked to my right
I looked straight up at the sky so bright
when I stumbled uopn something hard to explain
6 big trees in a circle so perfect
there HAD to be a reason
There HaAd to be a purpose
who could have done such a wonderous thing
Deep in the woods away from everything

As I left the trees and walked along
my eyes now firmly fixed on the ground
I didn't look left, I didn't look right
my ears had gone deaf,my eyes had gone blind
my mind was too full
my thoughts too profound
a circle? why a circle?
so perfectly round
what was the purpose?
A reason MUST be found

I kept walking with those trees on my mind
to my surprise what did I find
a big empty field of broken swords and shields
piles of bones of horses and men
a glorious battle here must have been
I saw 2 banners, one red and one blue
facing each other as the cold winds blew
one bright and proud of this I was sure
but now dull and tattered,ripped and torn
each of them stained with the blod of the other
I wonder who won this epic struggle

I picked up a skull and looked into the eyes
and started at the empty space inside
why did you fight? why did you die?
where is your gold? where ids your glory?
Is there no one left to ell your story?
what was the cause? what was the purpose? it must have been great to cause such carnage
but the forest was silent I heard no answer
there was no reason why
I thought of the circle I thought of the skull
so I left the clearing  with a step that was light
I looked to my left I looked to my right
I looked straight up at the sky so bright

we work too hard sometimes it seems 
to give a purpose to everything we see
and no longer have to ask mysellf why?
now I can look up at the sky

the circle and the skull ( are we kidding ourselves??)

RELEASE DATE ON STREAMING PLATFORMS: 10 JUN. 2025
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Waltz of Memories

l'homme aux 1000 vies 
sait pousser les curseurs 
de la machine à coeur
machinerie du bonheur

l'homme aux 1000 vies
a toutes les envies
fait toutes les erreurs
reçoit tous les honneurs

l'homme aux 100 visages
lui se tient bien sage 
tout nu sous l'orage
il est l'homme sans visage

l'homme aux 100 visages
peut changer son image
il sait tourner la page
il est l'homme sans visage

oh! attracteur étrange
oh! prédateur orange
oh! attracteur étrange
oh! prédateur orange

oh! attracteur étrange
oh! prédateur orange   
oh! reste dans ton jardin
oh! avant tu l'aimais bien 

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l'homme aux 1000 vies 
sait pousser les curseurs 
de la machine à coeur
machinerie du bonheur

l'homme aux 100 visages
lui se tient bien sage 
tout nu sous l'orage
il est l'homme sans visage

oh! attracteur étrange
oh! prédateur orange
oh! attracteur étrange
oh! prédateur orange

oh! attracteur étrange
oh! prédateur orange   
oh! reste dans ton jardin
oh! avant tu l'aimais bien

Attracteur étrange

Tales from the street By Zitou Itou & Albert Paule and his friends

I Drove My Car At 150MPH

D-Vague Recollection

Tempo 78 BPM

https://soundcloud.com/jonathan_beckenstein

Lyrics

A weight from Wait
Good Tape to Tape
2012 clouds sound
Eve of my birthday mate
Give us that powerful prose
Best economy of line
In name, God has given you
Loads more time
More Gifts for us
Skimmed stone of truth
A rock like love
Singing forever youth

No imaginary friends
Friend in reality trends
Power from us to delay an end
Attraction of time please send

Old Tape to Tape
Good friends reminiss
Lift weight from weight
Let's keep this true Earth bliss
To termite time
Our relevance - 100 years
We need you more
Let's burn our fears
Many more rhymes
Mellifluous signs
June made mozart effect
More gift of God life line

This song is for my wonderful SoundCloud friend Jonathon, a fabulous artist and song writer who really does lay it all bare in art and I have infinite respect for people that do that. I believe it empowers others on levels we may never truly be able to appreciate but largely I suppose it offers solidarity for whoever wants it gaining relevance and alternate perspective on emotion, one of the most difficult things to describe, accept and understand in ourselves.

Power gone here in the country side. Somehow my phone hung onto a phone signal to upload this. The song image is my buddies wilded garden with a beehive in the middle and the words soft in the foreground.

To life

My meaning of life which got adjusted slightly today...

Yesterdays version was, 'Love others as you learn to love yourself' but my old intention only ever factored humans into that so...

'Love life as you learn to love yourself' I think gets closer fur moi...

For me personally I find it easier to deliver love to others without judgement then myself although I think I'm improving all the time at the latter



Friend in Reality (Raw)

Track from the album "Hot Day In Louisiana"

Hot Day In Louisiana

Puppets Of War

Buy at Bandcamp

Independently unpolished band who like to be happy.  Unintentionally retro. Effortlessly uncool.

We'd describe ourselves as unpolished with dashes of introspection, cynicism, irony & humour. Tom Robinson describes us as ‘optimistic jangle fuzz merchants’.

We're very pleased to have had lots of radio play & positive feedback from the likes of BBC Radio 6 Music, BBC Introducing East Midlands, Radio Caroline & Exile FM Radio amongst others. We’ve also been chosen several times as a Fresh On The Net 'Fresh Fave'.

Despite being quite a reclusive band with modest ambitions - we like our music to be heard outside of our own heads!

All our music is available for free download on Bandcamp.

Sometimes Words Are Not Enough

The Happy Somethings