Superbe song et une parfaite réalisation musicale. Excellente voix. Magnifique travail beau à écouter. Bravo.

Simply gorgeous song, Stan.  Your lyrics always capture these moments in time with such articulacy and feeling...

great subject and a message that needs to be reverberated over and over again

wonderful song and lovely airy production

You are very consistent in your work, great vocal sound on this, 'love it!

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Sticky sweet with just a hint of a bite. This deceptively poppy track is wrapped in liquid guitars, a bouncy bass line, and a sugar-rush chorus that hits just right. While the guitar and bass engage in a little playful call and response, the lyrics unravel the feeling of being stuck in a world that’s all gloss, and no substance. Delicious but suffocating. Shiny, sweet, and warped—like candy melting in the sun.

Something More - EP

Taffy

https://dominiquelebars1.bandcamp.com/track/la-table-des-ombres

Et quand le rideau tombe à la fin du chemin
Il n' y a rien d'autre à dire, y avais rien d'autre à faire
Peut être que demain il neigera sur nos tombe
Prendre place au festin à la table des ombres

LA TABLE DES OMBRES ( Extrait )

It's not often that an entire nation suddenly has its hands unshackled, its mouth ungagged and its cell door left ajar with an open invitation to leave the darkness and step into the light.

So, Syria, what's it to be?

Hmmm...?

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Artwork by Seagull
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Mother Syria

Hold my hand up to the sun to reach this smouldered rubble
Lift my eyes again with little patience left in trust
Assad years, father and son, each the devil’s double
Gassed and burned my cradle nation to blood-soaked mental dust

With his face alight the new guy’s mission, pure, sent from heaven
Promises truth, gold, light and god in his virgin presidential pledge
In the dead of night autocracy voted AK47
New boots crush freedom’s fingertips, as they’re clinging to the ledge

Mother Syria at the crossroads, will your ancient beauty shine,
That cradled understanding of things earthly and divine?

Mother Syria at the crossroads, will your ancient beauty shine,
Or should we prepare the palliatives for your sectarian decline?

Mother Syria at the crossroads, will your ancient beauty shine,
On the path of sane humanity or on diabolos’ design?

Mother Syria will you renounce the suicide bomber’s blast?
Maybe seek out peace at last?

Mother Syria   ...   with Seagull and David Dunham

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.  Featuring Dobro Guitar solo. Flute solo. Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Roland Synthesizer Bass. Hammond B3 Organ Rhythm. Gibson Electric SG Electric Guitar Rhythm. Drums Full kit set-up. Percussion, Tambourine, Cowbell, Ago go Bells, Zildjan 22" Ride & Crash Cymbals.

Getting Loose

Cocktailing

“Dessau Dreaming “ by Luke  (in memory of my brother) 

Long time ago during the Cold War in a small apartment in Dessau 🇩🇪
a 2 year old brother was introduced to his new baby brother, both boys were adorable with blonde hair & blue eyes.. 
one year later the older brother went by train to visit his Oma in Berlin.. 
that was the last time the brothers ever saw each other again..
the barbwire went up & the wall was enforced, forcing the 3year old brother to stay in the East while his younger brother (and Mother) made it to Aachen to live with the other Oma.. 
20years later the wall came down only boy left was the younger brother who grew up with the PolarBears in🇨🇦Canada..
he was a Diesel mechanic by trade
but he’s been writing & creating music since he was 6 years old..
I Created this song In memory of my older brother..
Dieter Schüßmann ❤️

“Dessau Dreaming” by Luke

An instrumental brand new track, more experimental along with punk rock elements (mostly 90s) along with the 80s feeling into it.
LUMI=Like u mean it.
 
Enjoy my friends!
Youtube: https://youtu.be/gzSvR9GT-zE
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(p) & (c), 2025.

LUMI

A twist on the 'Appearance Medicine' phrase.

APPEARANCE MEDICINE

Tripping round some corridors
Nothing but neon lights
Floor polish and hidden voices
There you are before my eyes
It’s appearance medicine
Like a hormone injects in a vein
It’s appearance medicine
A face that lights a flame
S O B and tachy heart when lightning seeds a body start
That jumps a gate to permeate my actual need 
For you with me - today

This hospital’s a restaurant
Medicine is the menu
God’s own surgeon shaped the face
That walks me to the moon
It’s appearance medicine . . .

Ah-huh Ah Huh da da da da da da da da
It’s appearance medicine
It’s appearance medicine

Everyday it’s much the same
Going on that ward round
Floor polish and hidden voices
Soon my heart it’s on the pound





Appearance Medicine

Hello ! 
Très heureux de vous présenter cette toute nouvelle piste en compagnie de mon complice et Ami Monsieur Madeleine ! 

(https://soundcloud.com/user-755316389/ses-yeux-comme-des-tours-de-lumieres-par-zitou-itou-et-mr-madeleine?si=3aae7d4edd3d468fa60dc09eabe7d300&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing)

Bonne écoute à toutes et à tous, 
Zitou I.
photo: gilmanshin (pixabay)

Ses Yeux Comme Des Tours De Lumières Par Zitou Itou ET Monsieur Madeleine

Ban'ei racing is a type of horse racing in which racehorses compete for strength and speed while pulling a sled. It is also sometimes called "horse pulling".
Currently, the only publicly managed (local) horse racing in Japan is "Ban'ei horse racing" sponsored by Obihiro City, Hokkaido, and it is the only form of horse racing in the world.
"Ban'ei horses" (heavy breeding horses, also called "banba"), which have been used since ancient times mainly as farm horses and weigh around 800-1200 kg, pull iron sleds carrying jockeys and heavy loads, and compete in strength, speed, endurance, and jockey technique on a separate 200-meter straight course with two obstacles (small trapezoidal hills).


Horse-drawn sleigh race on snow

This is a mastered version of this song that I had originally posted on here in 2022. I love how it’s given the song more sonic oomph! I hope you enjoy it. Thanks to Ryan at RCD Audio. 
Take care
James 

Lyrics - Don’t want to be sat here

Goldfinches on feeders, in the winter sun
You’re sat by the window, watching as more come
I’m sat looking at you, quiet in my chair
Questioning my commitment, wondering if I still care

Have we dragged this deadweight, with no engine and no wheels, for far too long?
My broken back is screaming, my poor heart is just pleading - lets move on

The old dog keeps on scratching, he whines and then he sighs
And you bark questions at me, but never wait for my reply
All patience I may have had, its gone and now I know
We’ll suffocate and fester and our resentment will just grow 

Have we dragged this deadweight, with no engine and no wheels, for far too long?
My  broken back is screaming, my poor heart is just pleading - lets move on

Let’s give it up
Lets give it up
Cos I don’t want to be sat here, mean and bored
Lets give it up, lets give it up
Cos I don’t want to be sat here anymore

Solo

Have we dragged this deadweight, with no engine and no wheels for far too long?
My broken back is screaming, my poor heart is just pleading - lets move on

Lets give it up, please lets give it up
Cos I don’t want to be sat here, mean and  bored
Lets give it up, lets give it up
Cos I don’t want to be sat here anymore

(Come on come on)tell me 
tell me what you want 
Yeah, tell me what you’re thinking 
 (repeat and fade-out) 

Copyright James Whiteman 28 January 2022

Don't Want To Be Sat Here (RCD Master)

LYRICS
I dreamed someone was waiting
On the platform when I got there
I rubbed some dirt from off my shoes
Put a comb through my hair

But no welcome home
So good to see you again
And I was alone
In the rain

I looked around but nothing had changed
It was the same
No cheering crowds no shaken hands
No hero's back again

But no welcome home
So good to see you again
And I was alone
In the rain

Instrumental

But no welcome home
So good to see you again
And I was alone
In the rain

Outro

The Hero's Return

I AM KEEPING SCORES / Open Collaboration from IPG1
Lillithe : Music, Mix and Production
IPG1 : Vocals and Verses
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/im-keeping-score-vocals-92-bpm


I Am KEEPING SCORE

This is about really strong attraction, being unable to resist and understanding the fallout. I was sat listening to someone tell their tale and I realised, as ever, that it would make a great song! I hope you enjoy it. 
Take care 
James 
Mastered by RCD Audio.  Great with headphones! 
Lyrics 
The firepit 

The heat can singe, the brightness blinds
As sparks fly off, I lose track of time
Attraction’s strong, magnetic pull
Entranced by you, seduced, enthralled 

My life, your life, her life, their lives
Changed forever as each second dies  I look into your eyes 

She speaks to me, she shouts my name 
You don’t react,  so I do the same 
She’s hurt and leaves,  I watch her go
Just you and me, finally alone 

My heart, your heart, her heart, their hearts 
Affected by our words and thoughts
In this chaos we’re all caught 

(Chorus)
Under this clear and peaceful, star filled, winter sky 
The tragedy commences 
As our normality collapses 
And the firepit heats the air
As we move closer, you brush your hair 
from your eyes as you smile
And I’m lost 
Yeah I’m lost! 

All eyes on us, the whispers start
But we ignore them all, safe in the dark
We’re closer now, you take my hand
You say “it’s time”, I understand…

My path, your path, her path, their paths 
Set by our actions as the firepit glows
In the darkness we go..

(Chorus)
Under this clear and peaceful, star filled winter sky
We don’t think about the fall out 
No hesitation or doubt
the firepit’s still spitting,
As in the darkness we’re getting
Further from our old lives 

I don’t want to see the morning, 
I don’t want to see the hurt 
I don’t want to see the wreckage
Of everything I burned 
(Repeat) 

James Whiteman copyright 13 February 2024

The Firepit

Today I promised myself I would post this album, then my grandmother passed this afternoon. this one is for you GG.

I wish

The Last Strand of Pure Recall Erased (Fray)

A song from someone trapped in a cave as the tide draws closer.

From A Cave - Andy McQuade & Dave Hobday remix

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!

Thank you so much for listening to my music, if I don’t reply immediately I do apologise. Life has a way of getting in the way of things I’d rather be doing but I do appreciate your listening and support.

The Hero's Return

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