Wonderful piece 😍💐🍀✨🙏🎶🎧

@user-138663860 thanks my friend 👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻

C'est un plaisir authentique d'écouter cette version : du début à la fin, parfaite réalisation ! ...

@user-233987240 merci Alain c'est toujours bon de te lire 👍👍👍

@rekha-iyern-fe thanks my friend ❤️❤️😘😘😘

Novembre,les titres que j'ai écouté et aimé, que de talents sur Soundcloud !

Good track on Soundcloud, happy November

Allo ? what's new on Soundcloud? November

PRODUCED/WRITTEN AND PERFORMED By: DOMINIQUE SOTO

Cool Down

MyyLUXIgneea18

It seems to me that many people these days make more effort to separate themselves from others than to compare themselves with others. Both are triggers for unhappiness, in my opinion, but it's something more than that.

This song has very few bass parts. Most parts use an 8-string guitar. This is the result of avoiding the competition between the bass and the area of existence. I did slaps, thumbs, tapping, and all sorts of other things. It took me a long time to finish the song because there were so many parts I had to practice and I had tendonitis....hahahaha

lyrics

Only those who are allowed to exist are allowed to exist in this town.
Those that are not will be eliminated from existence.
I am forgotten by time.
I distanced myself from you.

Who would need me?
Who will look at me?
There is no one alive in this world.
Only cold nights and attacks will come.

A whale as cold as blue steel is looking at me.
He says if he's tired of me then he can be done with it.
But I am not mine.
What about my family? What about my elderly parents?
I can't finish it on my own.

My consciousness fades away.
Many diseases are eating away at my organs.
But I won't be allowed to die for another ten years.
I have to be there for my family.

Who would need me?
Who will look at me?
There is no one alive in this world.
Only cold nights and attacks will come.

Every morning we are transported on a crammed train.
Someone steps on my foot. I also push someone away.
Someone please carry me to that distant castle.
someone please help me
Soldiers who cannot fight are carried away.
Where are they going?

Those No Longer Needed

How debris can turn in to beauty  Wonderful to work with @xitb on this floating ambient piece. 
Flotsam  is described as debis in the water floating, we wanted to take that debris and turn it into peace
Russell and I kindly thank all that listens we hope you enjoy the ride Cheers G & R

Flotsam Jetsum Gina & Xitb

The composer Marcel Gruhn sent me his epic orchestral track, Now and Always (link here: https://on.soundcloud.com/J6jq4cjfZ9aHBBrs7) and asked me if I felt inspired to put some words to it. I certainly did, and this is the result. We hope you like it as much as we do! 

Words and vocals by Annie Dieu-Le-Veut
© Copyright Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, May 2024 

Music by Marcel Gruhn
© Copyright Marcel Gruhn May 2024

Cover Art: Me via AI. 

Words:

He was so tired ...he’d been walking for weeks ...with a leg aching from the wound he’d taken at that last battle ...in which so many had been killed. 

He stopped by a farm gate, and then he leaned on it to light his pipe, and he remembered, once again, the sound of the vultures screaming as they came in to feed on the corpses. It was etched on his soul. 

He was no longer the arrogant young man who’d left his homeland with a cocky spring in his step. His face was now lined like a road map, showing all the places he’d been and all the horrors he’d seen. 

As he drew on his pipe, he looked up to see a lush green valley stretching out before him, and it seemed familiar. The streets and playgrounds of the village below were just like those he’d played in as a child, such a long time ago... Then he gasped as he realised ...he was nearly home! 

He wanted to run, but he could only stumble along the lane, dragging his leg behind him. Full of doubt now, fears for how he’d be received having left them all such a long time ago, and under a cloud...he wondered, would they even recognise him? 

Through eyes blurred with tears, he saw two young boys coming along the lane, with their mother close behind ...but no, surely not? Was this his daughter, now grown and matured?

 The woman smiled in recognition. 

“We’ve been waiting for you,” she cried out as she ran towards him. And it was then that he saw it...The circle of life... and in a flash, he remembered greeting his own father returning along this very lane, as he must have his father before him. 

Then he felt them both in his heart as it dawned on him that they had never been away, that his forefathers had stood guard around him as he had fought to protect his homeland ...just as these two small boys may have to one day... 

"But not yet.. he silently prayed, "please God ...not just yet..." And he clasped his family to his breast.

Hero's Return (ft. Marcel Gruhn)

Aqua Pitta

How will life be tomorrow? No matter what´s in our way, music will always be around, at least in our mind.

Tomorrow

According to the alchemists of old, there are four different kinds of fire: celestial fire, earthly fire, elemental fire … and secret fire. This song is about the secret fire. 

I'm very grateful to @APi_ZZ for setting my words to such captivating music. 

Words and vocals: Annie Dieu-Le-Veut
Copyright © Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, May 2024 

Music and cover art: APi_ZZ 
Copyright © APi_ZZ (Andreas Pirner) May 2024 

When Prometheus stole the fire from Olympus, 
It wasn’t a nova that illumined his course, 
Neither peat of hearth, nor flames from forge; 
Or passion smouldering in his phallic horn. 
All these fires already by man were availed. 
No, it was the secret fire, 
That no mortal man ever saw unveiled.

Now the ziggurats are scarlet with blood, 
Inanna's chalice, snatched from her hand, 
Pours into the Tigris, the Euphrates, the Nile, the flood. 
Hierodules torn from purple sheets 
Sold in the market like prostitutes. 
The Mysteries parsed through cost benefit sheets, 
And twisted to fit by men in black suits.

If Forethought was there, what was his reasoning? 
The collapse of His-story, the church and the steeple? 
To bring the Black Swan and open Pandora's Box? 
Now refugees swarm like Sea Peoples of old, 
From the cruel bloodbaths of Masters of War, 
And Lady Victory turns away her cheek, 
Refusing to grace such monstrous cheats.

The moral of His-story? There are no morals anymore.
They quickly followed all sense of decency, 
as it was jettisoned out the door… and yet… 
It is the only boat back to shore.
So take it, or be lost at sea, 
In the deluge sent by those Olympians of old 
And understand, now, all those who can, 
in order to be a god, you must first learn to be a man.

 I speak of the secret fire, flash of enlightenment, 
The wise serpents of divine lightning. 
It made Saul fall from his horse; 
In the Upper Room, struck the twelve apostles. 
The grace, the Shekinah, to us was delivered 
By one chained to a rock, while a crowned eagle 
Pecked away at his liver.

When Prometheus stole the fire from Olympus, 
It wasn’t a nova that illumined his course, 
Neither peat of hearth, nor flames from forge; 
Or passion smouldering in his phallic horn. 
All these fires already by man were availed. 
It was, now you know, the secret fire, 
That no mortal man ever saw unveiled.

Secret Fire

Song composed & created by The Boilerman
Eric created & plays: all distorted lead & rhythm guitar
Eric created & mix's: all drum, bass, ambient
Metal Ed created & sings: all vocals
Production by E.H.T Studios
Thank you for listening!

Crack A Smile

Heartache Highway

Scars

Toujours ici une Demo pour le plaisir des oreilles fait maison sans samples
avec deux guitares une basse un clavier et une drums a la main!!
bonne écoute !

RELATIVITY

Pour toutes les femmes dans le monde, pour que celles qui vivent dans l'ombre puissent retrouver la liberté ...

For all women in the world, so that those living in the shadow can regain freedom ...

Women

Pacman created this Dynamic track. I told him how much I liked it and he asked me if I would like to create lyrics to run with it. I was very excited about doing so. Pacman I hope I did your creation Justice. Much thanks to Julian Apelian for his awesome mixing and mastering skills.  We really appreciate that.

Music and music production - Michael Carballo https://soundcloud.com/pacman-mic-mastery
NayJ. -  Lyrics, Lead vocals, backing vocals
Julien Apelian - Track production...mixing and mastering https://soundcloud.com/jules-keys-1

Wooooooo
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

Ever you wanted me to do
That's what I wanted to do
Still you were not satisfied

Ever you wanted me to be
That's what I tried to be
But I kept on dying inside

Trying to keep my head above water 
But I keep on sinking 
Feel like I am drowning

Trying to keep my head above water 
But I keep on sinking 
Feel like I am drowning

chorus: 
Drown drown drown drown drown drown drown drowning
Drown drown drown drown drown drown drown drowning
Where did I go wrong

Drown drown drown drown
Drowning
Drown drown drown drown
Drowning

Said I was the perfect girl for you 
You told me I was your dream come true 
Why do you feel the need to change me 

I'm drowning 
Can't keep my head above water 
Can't keep my head above water

Ever you wanted me to do
That's what I wanted to do
But I just couldn't seem to satisfy you

Ever you wanted me to be
That's what I tried to be
But I felt myself dying 

I couldn't keep my head above water
I just kept on sinking sinking 
I felt myself drowning drowning drowning

chorus:
I I can't keep my head up above water no
I I felt myself drowning drowning drowning

Trying to keep my head above water 
But I keep on sinking 
Feel like I am drowning

Trying to keep my head above water 
But I keep on sinking 
Feel like I am drowning yeah

chorus:
I I can't keep my head up above water no
I I felt myself drowning drowning drowning

Drowning oh 
Drowning drowning 
Save me revive me

Spoken words:
I'm sinking
I'm drowning
Rescue Me
Save me
Is Your Love
Strong enough

Drowning  - NayJ. and *PACMAN*AKA*PAC*

Back to You is an uplifting track about searching for something or someone and never giving up.

Back to You

to purchase in online stores, visit: li.sten.to/CVLU7JE
written & produced by Brielle 
© All Rights Reserved
lyrics:
Cold wind lashes my face again
And another year has passed
The more we are detached
The more I disregard all the bad
And another year has passed

And I wonder 
Am I still the same?
I wonder 
if I need to explain

I´m looking at all the beautiful pictures of us
And my suitcase is covered in dust

And in my mind I hug you tight
There´ll never be a real Goodbye

Hands in my pocket as I walk
No straight roads ahead
And another year has passed
Home, home

And in my mind I hug you tight
There´ll never be a real Goodbye

Call me dreamer
Call me vagabond
Forever searching
Perhaps it´s what I want

I close my eyes
And hold you tight
There´ll never be a real Goodbye
I know these are such simple lines
But you will always be part of my life

Hands in my pocket
I wander
Hands in my pocket
I wander

Another Year

Let me taste you (ft Mirjam)

Let Me Taste You (Saxophone version)

Je suis un musicien compositeur aux influences musicales réunionnaises et européennes passionné par les synthétiseurs et l'acoustique.
Sur Camille Lecomte repost vous trouverez tout ce qui me plait sur SC , bonne écoute !
n'oubliez pas de visiter ma page SC ! ;-)


I am a composer, musician with musical influences from Europe and Reunion Island .I am fascinated by synthesizers and acoustic.
On Camille Lecomte repost, you will find everything that I like on  SC, enjoy!
Do not forget to visit my page SC! ;-)

Tulipe est le surnom que ma mère m'avait donné quand j'étais enfant.
La musique de Tulipe est très variée, du rock au blues en passant par le  psychédélique et bien plus encore

Let Me Taste You (Saxophone version)

Tulipe

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