Compassionate and inmspiring. Great music!

Voix/vocals : Dominique Briand
Mix :  Peter Stevens (soundcloud.com/pwstevens)

Une île est une chanson française écrite par Serge Lama
Musique: Yves Gilbert
(C) 1969 by Sidonie et Éditions Serge Lama 

Refrain / chorus
 Une île entre le ciel et l'eau
Une île sans hommes ni bateaux,
Inculte, un peu comme une insulte,
Sauvage, sans espoir de voyage,
Une île, une île
Entre le ciel et l'eau.
1 Ce serait là, face à la mer immense
Là, sans espoir d'espérance,
Tout seul face à ma destinée,
Plus seul qu'au coeur d'une forêt,
Ce serait là dans ma propre défaite
Tout seul sans espoir de conquête
Que je saurais enfin pourquoi
Je t'ai quittée, moi qui n'aime que toi.
R Une île comme une cible d'or
Tranquille comme un enfant qui dort,
Fidèle à en mourir pour elle,
Cruelle à force d'être belle;
Une île, une île
Comme un enfant qui dort.
2 Ce serait là, face à la mer immense
Là, pour venger mes vengeances,
Tout seul avec mes souvenirs,
Plus seul qu'au moment de mourir.
Ce serait là, au coeur de Sainte-Hélène,
Sans joie, sans amour et sans haine
Que je saurais enfin pourquoi
Je t'ai quittée, moi qui n'aime que toi.
R Une île entre le ciel et l'eau.
Une île sans hommes ni bateaux,
Inculte un peu comme une insulte,
Sauvage, sans espoir de voyage.
Une île, cette île, mon île
C'est toi.

Une île (Serge Lama) par Dominique Briand

All Day The Hoary Meteor Fell

No way in.    
Lyrics by Cookie Jay
Music by Kit with guitar work from Mike.

No Way In

You'll Never Believe

"There is initiative required to pursue a relationship with a woman or a musical instrument; how often they are alike in their demands ... Ultimately, we are destined for forced labor where no thinking is required" (words of David Dunham, taken by his comment here below). Is artistic imagination destined to disappear, and will humanity indulge in total creative laziness (in music, art, literature), delegating to artificial intelligence the fulfilment of needs that have contributed to human progress? 

Lyrics: Mick Hansan
Music: AI

When I started going to school
I wondered why it was necessary to waste my time
days locked in a classroom listening to
of history mathematics physics, it was a crime

Then I finally got my high school diploma
I got the most with the least effort
I cheated the teachers with great serenity
luckily I wasn't forced to enrol at university

Of course, it was time to work
I didn't know how to do anything.
I worked at McDonald's, at Amazon, at Burger King
It takes a lot of talent to have no skill
It takes a lot of talent to have no skill
never having anything to will

I got married to a good woman
all house, church, shopping, baloney
Being from a good family
there was no shortage of money

We didn't have children, I didn't want them
It would have been too much work to bring them up
Besides, she chose in her spare time finally
working for free as a baby sitter in other families

I kept on doing my daily job
I didn't know how to do anything.
I worked at McDonald's, at Amazon, at Burger King
It takes a lot of talent to have no skill
It takes a lot of talent to have no skill
never having anything to will

One day my wife asked me for a divorce
I'm sure she didn't have another man
All she said to me was: ‘I'm not your watchman
and it's time to take an holiday from you.
A very long holiday: until I die, or you’

Deep down I didn't even mind
it was better to have an empty house
where I could safely indulge in idleness
without anyone pointing it out to me
renouncing any form of activeness

On the other hand I kept working
even though I didn't know how to do anything.
I worked at McDonald's, at Amazon, at Burger King
It takes a lot of talent to have no skill
It takes a lot of talent to have no skill
never having anything to will

One day I thought: why not learn to play the piano?
It takes time and effort, maybe is better the ping pong
The guitar? And to do what, 
sing a Frank Sinatra's old and awful song?

But a night while yawning I'm surfing the net
I read about these new programmes, I read about AI
they say that this is quite a little something
without be a hard set
what a beautiful perspective, so eye-catching!
you could write songs 
without even knowing how to do it
make everyone listen to all them 
while you sit in your armchair

That was it, now I ride the wave
I signed up on different platforms
I don't have to use my name
I'm me but I'm not me

I produce several songs a day
have thousands of followers 
they are the flies, 
and I am the spider

I can't play anything
I can't sing
I have not to write what I think
but I became a successful songwriter

they are the flies, and I am the spider
I can't play anything
I can't sing
I have not to write what I think
but I'm a successful songwriter
they are the flies, and I am the spider

And if my wife had not already 
asked for and obtained the divorce
I would have done it by now

2. A talented man [lyrics in the description area]

Threw a shadow wild and thin
A leather jacket that smelled like gin
A tattoo of Frida Kahlo on her skin 
Sang folk and blues and bet it all 
Her voice like a summer squall 
Songs tumbled down like a concrete wall
In the thunder
Over Berlin tonight

Played Odetta lit her smoke
Her laugh caught up in an inside joke
A heart that wore the night just like a coat
She chased the moon just so far
Silhouettes and empty bars
Burned up her past like a shooting star
Like a comet
Over Berlin tonight

Once met Cohen in ’75
10 feet tall a bird on a wire
The lights over Berlin were on fire
A couple of chords a serenade
Her voice like dusk on the longest day
Old poets only slip out and fade to grey
In a whisper 
In the city tonight
In a whisper
In the city tonight
In a whisper 
Over Berlin tonight

Whisper Over Berlin (with Joliz)

24-09-19

Session 12

four keys

https://30gradx.bandcamp.com/track/blue-space

Blue Space

Deadspace Kontrol - Gemini

Hurry Up
_________________________
	
Music: Peppe de Sanctis (https://soundcloud.com/superpcircus)
Lyrics and vocal melody: Inês
__________________________

You come around
And I go around
I can’t tame my addiction
It’s not what you think with me
Just pay attention
I drive in circles
Trip myself
On the same distortion
I always feel I have to go
I can’t convey enough
Need a place for my scattered mind
Be longing is so senseless
Here I go in my eternal process
Which I’m overly obsessed

Hurry up
Rush my friend
Push it baby
I’m sorry, so sorry

You come around
I go around
I can’t tame my addiction
It’s not what you think with me
Just pay attention
I drive in circles
Trip myself
On the same distortion
Be sure for what purpose
Noone is a finished matter
We are just hanging on
Trying to make life better
Where do I wanna run
Oh, I’m not here
Nowhere, anywhere

Hurry up
Rush my friend
Push it baby
I’m sorry, so sorry

Hurry Up

Music lover & singer-songwriter. Many thanks for taking the time to listen.

Unless noted, all songs Copyright © Robert S. Dean.

Whisper Over Berlin (with Joliz)

Robert S. Dean

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