Whether men do laugh or weep,
Whether they do wake or sleep,
Whether they die young or old,
Whether they feel heat or cold,
There is underneath the sun
Nothing in true earnest done.

All our pride is but a jest.
None are worst and none are best.
Grief and joy and hope and fear
Play their pageants ev'rywhere.
Vain opinion all doth sway,
And the world is but a play.

Powers above in clouds do sit,
Marking our poor apish wit,
That so lamely, without state,
Their high glory imitate.
No ill can be felt but pain,
And that happy men disdain.

Whether Men Do Laugh or Weep (Lyrics by Thomas Campion, ft. Junior Ali)

Songwriter : Norman Gimbel \ Composer : Charles Fox \ ISWC : T-325.920.349-7
Publishers : Rodali Music - New Thunder Music Co
Warner Chappel Music France -  Universal Music Publishing
Released : 1972
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Tribute to Roberta Flack, who passed away on February 24, 2025. RIP!
(March 08, 2025)
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Vocal : Anh
Arrangement : Phong
Recorded : April 10th, 2010
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Killing Me Softly With His Song - Cover (Roberta Flack)

"Silhouette" Poem: Peter aka @user-264930040
Piano and Arrangement of Astor Piazzolla's "Oblivion" : Debra Bueskinghttps://soundcloud.com/debra_buesking
Vocal Composition and Vocals: @Oddrun-Eikli
cover design: Debra Buesking.
Studio Mix: @Arne-Hiorth

Thank you Peter, Debra, and Arne for this moment to ponder "Life's Silhouette" together but from different vantage points. 

Silhouette

Like the fjord, edging my eye
Material reward can pass me by.
Ice to sea, slowly but sure,
Floating free, flowing pure.
Whispered smile, bears no regret,
Ponder a while, on life’s silhouette.

Solace of breeze, whiffles my hair.
All at ease, by waters fair.
Mirrored of cloud, sparkled of sun,
Where two is a crowd, I’ve a table for one.
Nature’s fine art, devoid of defect,
Embraces my heart, through life’s silhouette.

Treasured time, in mind’s recall.
Love sublime, in its rise and fall.
Flickered glints from glistened waves
Fall distinct, and light the way.
As morning rays shall yet reflect,
Of peaceful days in life’s silhouette.

Silhouette.  Debra Buesking. 1234567890. Oddrun Eikli.

PASARE

Para mí los perros al ladrar                         Em-A
No piden huesos                                            G-C
Es así el vino que te dan 
No es del bueno 
Cuando no estás las horas por pensar 
Se vuelven fuego 
Un año más tomando sin parar 
Parece un juego 

Bajaré, subiré, pasaré...                    F-C-D

Y en el espacio las sombras me dirán 
Ya no eres nuestro 
Tus ojos son los mismos del lugar 
Que nunca encuentro 
Tenía el mar, nadando me perdí 
Me hundí de nuevo 
De ese volcán la lava quemará 
Destruyendo el sueño 

Bajaré, subiré, pasaré...

E.P.-4

PASARE

Let’s stay inside, the weather’s bad today
Come back to bed, we can dream this rainy day away
Do we really have to face the world again
These stormy days don’t seem to end
Just draw the curtains, stay in the dark and we’ll sleep in

Dream with me, and we won’t come to any harm
Only we can see us through the winter storm
A love like ours ain’t likely found
Just once in a lifetime it comes around
This kind of love it leaves you ten feet off the ground

Let’s hibernate through the winter time
‘til a warm spring day when the sun shines
And the sky is blue, the grass is green
And the world returns to fine
Winter’s here but spring ain’t far behind
Let’s stay in bed today, you precious love of mine

Let’s turn off the news, it’s getting worse and worse each day
There’s too much going on, and i’m afraid to look away
Do we really have to face the world again
These stormy days don’t seem to end
Just draw the curtains, stay in the dark and we’ll sleep in


A Song For Winter Weather

Morag is a character in Momenticon by Andrew Caldecott. I've been meaning to compose more tracks for this project for some time. 
I quite liked the idea of her being steam punk. Whatever, her character is full if vim, hence the 145 bpm.

Morag

'Invisible Hands' is an 'Alternative Fusion' track or maybe 'Smooth Jazz' or maybe 'Soundscape' or maybe all three, I'm not sure, you choose after listening, which if you do, I thank you immensely.

Sleeping Warriors

Invisible Hands

The Gardeners.

Country Woman Blues

The mooche  (Duke Ellington)-  snippet WIP

MEMORIES OF DAYS GONE BY.......original

I'm just an amateur.

I don't have the soul of a composer, arranger or creator... (or at least I've never tried).
I love music, I especially love to sing, I only perform and I only do covers.
I played guitar for over 10 years when I was young. I gave it up over 30 years ago...

I admire the talents of the artists on SC. You are incredible!

Thank you for taking the time to stop by my profile and listen.

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Je suis juste une amateure.

Je n'ai pas l'âme d'un compositeur ni arrangeur ni créateur... (ou du moins je n'ai jamais essayé)
J'aime la musique, j'aime surtout chanter, je ne fais qu'interpréter et je ne fais que des reprises.
J'ai joué la guitare pendant plus de 10 ans quand j'étais jeune. Ça fait plus de 30 ans que je l'ai laissée tomber...

J'admire les talents des artistes sur SC. Vous êtes incroyables !

Merci d'avoir pris le temps de visiter mon profil et d'écouter.

(2024)

Killing Me Softly With His Song - Cover (Roberta Flack)

Phi Anh NGUYEN