I like all music and Songs

ZEMANDAN - Rex Imperator

Be A Man

Thomas GT

Copy of South Florida Native

Shock the Algorithm

MC T-REX

ZEMANDAN - Sometimes Sunshine Hides Away

Kid 90 Original Soundtrack

LP Cue 8

Clear Waters

Written 11 years ago: recalls the days when music was vinyl only and a magical retreat from disabling matters of the heart


33 RPM NIRVANA

Flattened faces pressed up against the glass
It’s well known no-one needs to ask
People talking ‘bout how I’m feeling
If they were me yes they’d be reeling
They’d need time and recuperation
But at night I take up station
Hanging around in 33 RPM Nirvana
Getting away to 33 RPM Nirvana 

She’s a stranger that’s her right to choose
Who can blame her she don’t like old news
You might say she’s one go getter
And why did she not treat me better
I admit I loved her deeply
But right now I’m kind of sleepy
Hanging around in 33 RPM Nirvana
Getting away in 33 RPM Nirvana 

I’m pulling the curtains and switching it on
Watching the tone arm lower onto my black vinyl

Drifting away now the music is my river
Not analyzing I’m seeking separation
Through the mists of time I wander
What is life I’m bound to ponder
Gonna get to shrug my shoulders
Moving on and getting bolder
Hanging around in 33 RPM Nirvana
Getting away in 33 RPM Nirvana

33 RPM Nirvana

This is one of my favourite compositions. 
Knowing pretty well my vocal cannot match that of Jasmine's when the song was first posted here several years back, I still decided to do a version of my own with a slightly different arrangement.
Three songs in a row, the wonderful lyrics by Mellina Barnett. Just see what you think about it.

Merry Christmas and thanks so much for stopping by.

[CREDITS]
Music / Vocals / Arrangement / Programming :  Michael C. Lynn
Lyrics : Mellina Barnett
Guitar Solo : Brent Mason @Band_in_a_Box
Acoustic Guitar Picking : Jason Roller @Band_in_a_Box
Strings Quartet : Avery Bright @Band_in_a_Box


[LYRICS]
Children are dreaming warm in bed 
So tread carefully as you turn out the lights
Watch the shadows dance around the house
As the clock chimes day to night
Cobwebs shimmer 'cross frozen glass
Breath hangs heavy in the air
Something magical's on its way
If you try hard you can feel her near

Lay down in front of the glowing fire
Pull the blanket around your shoulders
Let the warmth of flames mesmerize
As snowflakes drop in silence
Candle flickers around the walls
Whispering for you to hear
The gentle steps and Christmas bells
As an angel draws softly near

(CHORUS)
Christmas Angel has come to visit
For she heard your Christmas prayers
She danced round the fairy lights
You didn't see her there
She kissed each sleeping child 
Wished them health and happiness
Left a white feather in your open hand
And sang to you Angels blessings

(Bridge)
She stands serene in the frosted night
Translucent with goodness
Marbled in crystal light
And when the Lord calls to her
With grace she has to go 
Sending stars from Heaven
Falling with every drop of snow

Repeat Chorus

Angels Blessings [2024 Version]

The Title means in english "Time passes"

Le temps est passé vite et me revoilà avec un nouveau track...

LE TEMPS PASSE ... - MC T-Rex - Feat -Marie Cavalia

This song is a bit campy. The core of this thing is pure Isley Brothers' formula from the 70s -- they had these no nonsense, hard slamming funk songs that just went on forever (and you want them to). And there's also a healthy dose of 80s/90s slinky funk guilty pleasures like Grace Jones, Sade, & Seal.

is it finally living this feeling inside
I waited for hours with a slow burning fire
now is not the time to evade in the face of desire

but that's how it goes when you hold the control does it feel right
you're letting it go and I know that you know are you satisfied

the rules of the game are so easily changed
let's be honest about it lonely hearts will stray
I am still willing but your love is failing me every night

oh but that's how it goes when you're running the show  how you feel it
you're letting it go and I know that you know I can't steal it

out in the city new hearts align   
but tonight I am only alive for yours and mine

Control

321_114

Cast of Characters:
E Ruizzo-- https://soundcloud.com/ruizzoidman21centurions --Manuel-- composition, lyrics, Squier Stratocaster electric guitar, vocals, mix, and production
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- piano, accordion, and horn
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– Jose Ramirez nylon stringed flamenco style guitar, and mastering
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums, percussion
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – four string Fender Precision Bass bass

This song began all the way back when Manuel was 16 and found love that summer with a girl named Carmen. He remembered her, though, and wrote this song about her all these years later. The title of the song means "Your name has the song," and the lyrics spell out the girl's charms using the letters of her name. Check out the lyrics and the translation below. 
  Using that inspiration, Manuel came up with the song structure and the vocal melodies to a rudimentary drum track with his electric guitar. He then asked Josh if the group would be interested in taking it on. Josh, never being one to refuse a challenging piece of music, and always on the lookout for interesting musicians with whom to collaborate, accepted his kind offer and created a project for the rest of the Eclectic Collecitve to join. He started the whole thing off by adding his bass, to which Ken added his innovative drums, to which Josh redid his bass, as is the typical process in the EC.
  Next up was JJ, who you'd think he'd grown up with Spanish music the way he added the horns, accordion, and piano. Then Stephen stepped in and added his psychedelic and intricate acoustic guitar to the stew. 
  It was all done, except for the mix at this point. Manuel did the honors, and did it very expertly. Stephen mastered it to give it more volume and dynamism, too, as he always does. 
  This was the first, but we hope not the last, time the EC has collaborated with Manuel, although we're all fans of the incredible music on his page. He was a true delight to work with, giving honest, encouraging feedback and helping us shape his song to meet his vision. We hope you enjoy listening to this song as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Original lyrics by E Ruizzo:

TU NOMBRE TIENE LA CANCIÓN  /  YOUR NAME HAS THE SONG

Qué es una lágrima en el desierto?  /  What is a tear in the desert?
Cae sin ruido, se evapora y se olvida.  /  It falls without noise, evaporates and is forgotten.
No tiene tiempo de brillar, su vida  /  It has no time to shine, its life
es corta y su camino tan incierto…  /  is short and its path so uncertain...

Ce del calor del desierto y su sol,  /  ‘C’ for the heat of the desert and its sun,
a del adiós por el que lloré tanto;  /  ‘a’ for the farewell for which I cried so much;
erre del río que forma mi llanto;  /  ‘r’ for the river formed by my crying;
eme de miedo, de magia y de amor.  /  ‘m’ for fear, for magic and for love.

E de esperanza, de espacio rosado,  /  ‘E’ for hope, for pink space,
de espina clavada, de suelta emoción;  /  for stuck thorn, for loose emotion;
ene de noche de un tiempo pasado.  /  ‘n’ for night of a past time.

Carmen, tu nombre tiene la canción  /  Carmen, your name has the song
de todo aquello que has significado:  /  of all that you have meant:
Carmen de luz, de sonrisa y de adiós.  /  Carmen of light, of smile and of goodbye.

Tu Nombre Tiene La Canción (with The Eclectic Collective)

notes :

Green on Green ...is a military term for friendly fire...  using it to describe Newport /UK Dylan incidents,  extending this to one's teenage years, family expectations, etc...
...   furthermore, the song could be  about search for identity   conformity vs. rebellion and being true to yourself through it all, blah blah blah
Somehow, I worked  Susan Dey from the Partridge Family and Patty Hearst in there-the yin and yang of my adolescent fantasies

Dylan wrote half the bridge for me ..thx man I owe you

opening soundclip is Dylan being heckled in England as they are warming up to play Like A Rolling Stone and just before he tells the band to play it f#$g loud

Green on Green         

I was born that summer night Dylan electrified
July 25th, 1965
The hands that say they love us try to crucify
Their baby boy soft machines

Being raised on the edge of a precipice
Morphed to a teenage premonition of the great abyss
When I said I never want to be a part of this
Scattered pigment in your landscape scene

They're going Green on Green
Green on Green
It’s all a matter of opinion
And I am stuck in the in-between

All the 74 Boys crushed on Susan Dey
But me I dug Patty from the SLA
With her nom de guerre our Tania
She had found another way
That was something I was meaning to do

But the dream didn’t last, and in 75
Patricia got arrested by the FBI
Both of us surrounded, we were waiting to die
Bob's in the Rolling Thunder Revue.

Going Green on Green
Green on Green
Best ignore their faux opinion
I think you know what I mean

Calling me Judas
I don't believe you, you're a liar 
All this walking on water
Now we  crawl through the fire
Leave a  knife in their back
Dripping blood on the tracks 
Well that’s how those mothers roll

There’s a treasure down deep in this garbage can
To find it plug your nose, feel the dirt on your hands
Just remember that they never really understand 
Your personal Rosetta Stone

Bobby's still in the kitchen, Tricia's lost her rage
And me I keep crossing out the words on my page
Martyr, sinner, joker, tired rocker or sage
I'm gonna sing

Till I go Green on Green
I’m going Green on Green
I'm the only one left standing
In the final scene….

Green On Green

It is already March but this is only my first entry of the year.
This is a simple verse-chorus-bridge-chorus song which just serves to air some grievances about local politics.  See what you think.
Thanks so much for stopping by.

[CREDITS]
Music / Lyrics / Vocals / Programming – Michael C. Lynn
Resonator Guitar (Intro & Outro) – Rob Ickes @Band_in_a_Box
Guitar Solo – Brent Mason @Band_in_a_Box

[LYRICS]
We see the same sunsets
We face the same mornings	
But we are forced to pay for their mistakes	
Remedial measures burst	
Making the scene even worse	
Wealth here shrinks faster than your eyes could blink	
 	
We're all back to the same old view	
There is really nothing new	
Still have to face those fire drills	
Delayed reactions	
 	
Always underrate the tasks uphill	
Still think we'll buy their dump appeal	
It's simply an overkill	
 	
You never will understand the reason I feel this way	
Again, regardless of any plans,	
All at mid-class' expense	
	
Drowned in aimless debates	
All tailored to their tastes	
Interests co-exist with love and hate	
	
For too long he's been around	
Economy keeps diving down	
Still he refuses to step down	
A sad situation	
All these are leading us nowhere	
Damages done are beyond repair	
It's simply a sad affair

Same Old View

Brand NEW track "Thought I Was Dreaming", taken from the "Ultraviolet Cosmos" upcoming full length STA album (2025). Enjoy y'all #share, #like, #follow and comment of course. :D

Youtube: https://youtu.be/5TOaRZxQbGs?si=tAH31Rz_1uPP6dEn

lyrics:
I've been dreaming for so long
and never woke up back to reality
i never thought it could take so long
to learn such a solid morality

Thought i was screaming, nightmares dreaming
and it's time not to hide away
It's time for breathing, 
forget about those golden years so fly away

And then i opened my eyes and realize
that neon lights blinded my side
and it's time to get up my feet again
and regain what's mine and never let it again.

(p) & (c) STA, 2025.

Thought I Was Dreaming

Souvent nous revient cette curieuse envie de changer le monde parce que certaines choses ou pour certain beaucoup de choses nous dérangent ou déplaisent, mais c’est en fait un jugement qui nous appartient, c’est donc surement le monde à l’intérieur de nous qu’il faut changer, notre perception, car personne n’a le même ressenti pour les mêmes choses, la paix intérieure est en nous c’est ce que j’essaie tous les jours de comprendre et de suivre, la résilience, le contentement pour accéder à cette paix intérieure. Lâcher prise en faisant confiance à cette force invisible qu’est la vie et son équilibre, se laisser un peu porter lorsque c’est trop difficile.
 Gandhi disait : Personne ne peut te blesser sans ta permission, le bonheur c’est un état d’être, le bonheur c’est un choix que l’on fait le matin au réveil, ou pas. Nous sommes libres de notre état d’être

Voici 3 livres que j’aime particulièrement :
Le bonheur de Frederic Lenoir
Messager de lumière de Neale Donald Walsh
Danser le rêve de Jamie Sams

Image et cœur : https://soundcloud.com/user-262019520
Chant et musique : Steph Ouna

 Parole :
C’est un musicien
Toujours pressé d’aller plus loin
Qui s’enfuit dans le lointain
Avec son âme à la main
Comme il s’enfonçait
Au plus profond de la forêt
Le vent se mis à souffler
Pour l’empêcher de tomber

refrain :
Lever les mains, vers le haut
Profiter il fait beau, ça nous donne tellement chaud
Qu’on est si près des oiseaux, on se sent libre au bord de l’eau
Et on y trouve le repos, on garde le tempo,
mais où sont cachés les défauts

Et dis-moi le musicien, je crois que l’on se sert de toi
Quel contraste sur ton chemin, tu sais qu’il n’y a ni raison, ni lois
Et t’y perds un peu parfois, tu te crois à l’abris de ça
Et l’on ne donnerait pas cher de toi, si l’on ne te connaissait pas

A vouloir partir trop loin, aller jusqu’à se rendre fou
Puisque rien ne nous retient, alors regarde ce qu’ils ont fait de nous
Essaye toujours de rester debout, même quand la lumière s’éteint
Et que la douleur te cloue, comme l’ancre sur un parchemin

Et mon pauvre musicien, tu avais envie d’aller jusqu’au bout
Mais tu n’es pas magicien, tu es là pour nous faire rêver, c’est tout
C’est comme un nœud qui se dénoue, puis la vie reprend son chemin
Alors on sent ce vent si doux, qui semble venir de si loin

refrain :
Lever les mains, vers le haut
Profiter il fait beau, ça nous donne tellement chaud
Qu’on est si près des oiseaux, on se sent libre au bord de l’eau
Et on y trouve le repos, on garde le tempo,
mais où sont cachés les défauts

Le chemin du musicien

Texte Français et Google Traduction

LES VRAIS DU FAUX
Ils ont beau dire, ils ont beau faire
Tous leurs sourires sont à l’envers
Beaucoup de trop, et çà se voit
Se sentant haut tant ils s'y croient.
Sous apparence vivent au-dessus
Dans l'insolence voir même plus
Jouant les meilleurs se sentant beaux
En rois de coeur, qui sonnent faux
Riant de tout, même pas marrant
Quand on s’en fout complètement
Ils s’intéressent sans écouter
Et puis ils laissent tout çà tomber.

Dans les amis, nos confidents
Il reste les vrais, heureusement
Pouvoir se dire et franchement
Les beaux, les pires des sentiments.

Ils congratulent dans le mépris,
Nous prennent pour nuls et puis aussi
Sans de scrupule en font leurs vies.
En tête de rang, la bonne place
Tous les gênants ils les déplacent
Se faisant grand  ils les remplacent.
L'hypocrisie en bandoulière
Car çà aussi ils savent la faire
Ils continuent, se croyant fort
Tout au-dessus, voir plus encore.

Dans les amis, nos confidents
Il reste les vrais, heureusement
Pouvoir se dire et franchement
Les beaux, les pires des sentiments.

Tout çà se voit et on le sent 
Alors pourquoi perdre son temps
Laissons tomber une fois pour toute
Plus les garder sur notre route.
Car peu importe, faut avancer
Fermant  nos portes, les oublier
Laissons les dirent, laissons les faire
Prendre un soupir à l'ordinaire
Sentiments sains, bons ressentis
Pour que demain, saine soit la vie.

Dans les amis, nos confidents
Il reste les vrais, heureusement
Pouvoir se dire et franchement
Les beaux, les pires des sentiments.

THE TRUES FROM THE FALSE

No matter what they say, no matter what they do
All their smiles are upside down
Too many, and it shows
Feeling high as they believe in it.
Under appearance live above
In insolence see even more
Playing the best feeling beautiful
In kings of hearts, who ring false
Laughing at everything, not even funny
When we don't care at all
They are interested without listening
And then they drop it all.

In friends, our confidants
There are still the real ones, fortunately
Being able to say oneself and frankly
The beautiful, the worst feelings.

They congratulate in contempt,
Take us for rubbish and then too
Unscrupulously make their lives out of it.
At the head of the row, the right place
All the troublesome ones they move them
Making themselves big they replace them.
Hypocrisy on the shoulder
Because that too they know how to do
They continue, believing themselves strong
All above, even more.

In friends, our confidants
There are still the real ones, fortunately
Being able to say oneself and frankly
The beautiful, the worst feelings.

All this can be seen and felt 
So why waste your time
Let's give up once and for all
No longer keep them on our way.
Because it doesn't matter, you have to move forward
Closing our doors, forgetting them
Let them say it, let them do it
Take a sigh at the ordinary
Healthy feelings, good feelings
So that tomorrow, life will be healthy.

In friends, our confidants
There are still the real ones, fortunately
Being able to say oneself and frankly
The beautiful, the worst feelings.

LES VRAIS DU FAUX

Vocals and Lyrics - Ten De Vils
Composition - Uli Stonedigger

https://soundcloud.com/uli-stonedigger/destiny original instrumental version

https://soundcloud.com/ten-de-vils

Destiny - Ten De Vils mix

Here's a track that Jeff and Terry had started and sent to me before release to see what might happen.  It's a rare Smoking Trout one off, although I suspect one day our friends on the bus will be talking about this one.  I was able to add some wacky playground guitar that gets crazier as things assimilate.  I think 

Synth, Mix, Beats, Production: Tea R Sea @tea_are_sea
Lyrics, Vocals : Stonerjazz @user-911083679
Guitar: TexMex Shaman

Lyrics by STONERJAZZ

Always get a little sentimental
in the middle of the conversation
when i think about all the options offered
during the assimalation

when the level of concern
and the nature of the consternation
for the mundane and the useless
made it difficult to accept or advocate the privilege
and the worship of the lucky landing of the crooked Cowboys

Though sentimental in its nature
its making meditations incomplete
and decisions Faulty
just distractions while we fiddle in the middle of another Crisis
in the simulation
and the monkeys say "Good good Real good yum yum yum yum
now we're gonna get some Yeah"

Assimilation (The Smoking Trout: TRC, STONERJAZZ & TexMex Shaman)

So my good buddy Ten de Vils ( Tom ) created and performed some really cool vocals on my track Trust !

Trust – (Never day)

I saw his silhouette
and I knew it was done
away from you and the dreams
back to the clear reality

you have used the shelter of darkness
to remain unseen in the shadows
undercover secret lover
I can't stay
see you on „never day“


I was too good to you
way too kind from the start
now that he left you
you wait for the „never day“



https://soundcloud.com/ten-de-vils

https://soundcloud.com/uli-stonedigger/trust

Trust (Never day) - Ten de Vils

Behind the light mid-tempo 70s vibe, the blunt statement of the title, Sick of the Sun is an ode to optimism (because we have no other choice), to commitment, and to the creativity so sorely lacking in our leaders…
Derrière l’ambiance légère midtempo années 70, le constat brutal du titre, Sick of the Sun est une ode à l’optimisme (parce que nous n’avons pas le choix), à l’engagement et à la créativité dont manquent cruellement nos dirigeants…
Homemade Close to Robert (without any generative AI)
Music, Lyrics, Keyboards, Producer : Philippe Goirand

- Lyrics -

What can I do for you son?
What can I do for you girl? 
Sick of the sun, sick of the sun
I go to work on my bike
Planning an anti car strike 
Sick of the sun, sick of the sun

What about thinking collective?
Sick of the sun, sick of the sun, sick of the sun

No choice but to be optimistic
Dreamers are the new realists
No choice but to be an activist

What can I do to keep rain?
What can I do for mother earth?
Sick of the sun, sick of the sun

I try to stop eating meat
Not to be fashion addict 
Sick of the sun, sick of the sun

What about thinking collective?
Sick of the sun, sick of the sun, sick of the sun

No choice but to be optimistic
Dreamers are the new realists
No choice but to be an activist
We need creators in politics
No choice but to be optimistic

What can I do for you son?
What can I do for you girl?
Sick of the sun, sick of the sun, sick of the sun

Sick of the sun

Sick of the sun (2025)

a great song written by Rick Danko and Bob Dylan..........miles of shit have been written about this band......... best to let their music do the talking...........this version is with the Alters...cheers for having a listen

This Wheel’s On Fire 
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN AND RICK DANKO
 If your mem’ry serves you well
 We were goin’ to meet again and wait
 So I’m goin’ to unpack all my things
 And sit before it gets too late
 No man alive will come to you
 With another tale to tell
 But you know that we shall meet again
 If your mem’ry serves you well
 This wheel’s on fire
 Rolling down the road
 Best notify my next of kin
 This wheel shall explode!
 
 If your mem’ry serves you well
 I was goin’ to confiscate your lace
 And wrap it up in a sailor’s knot
 And hide it in your case
 If I knew for sure that it was yours . . .
 But it was oh so hard to tell
 But you knew that we would meet again
 If your mem’ry serves you well
 This wheel’s on fire
 Rolling down the road
 Best notify my next of kin
 This wheel shall explode!
 
 If your mem’ry serves you well
 You’ll remember you’re the one
 That called on me to call on them
 To get you your favors done
 And after ev’ry plan had failed
 And there was nothing more to tell
 You knew that we would meet again
 If your mem’ry served you well
 This wheel’s on fire
 Rolling down the road
 Best notify my next of kin
 This wheel shall explode!
Copyright © 1967 by Dwarf Music; renewed 1995 by Dwarf Music

This Wheel's On Fire  (The Band)

CAN’T YOU SEE
Vocals: Melissa (Ghosthack) Can’t you see
Brandon (Ghosthack) I don’t wanna go
https://www.ghosthack.de
Lillithe: Arrangement and Production
Paploviante: Remastering


Can't you see

Enjoy the summer!
Spotify Playlist Curator Shania Wagema:
„The beats give off strong vibrant and summer vibes…The production is amazing and quite admirable.“

Sommerhit

Art and Miles
By David Husted

Vs
How much more now is enough
the body turning home
passions and the red, red dust
You and wonder roam

Far more grace than we can see
often so deceived
To give, to give to give away
And find where tender lays

Miles 
It's miles and miles away
Smile
We're gonna find another way

Ch
We were larks whistling, 
soaring with our wings  
The memories fade, but the love remains 
We were fine art, a masterpiece 

We were larks whistling, 
soaring with our wings  
The memories fade, but the love remains 
We were fine art, a masterpiece 

We were larks whistling, 
soaring with our wings  
The memories fade, but the love remains 
We were fine art, a masterpiece 

Pre Vs
{instr}

Vs
Miles 
It's miles and miles away
Smile
We're gonna find another way

Miles 
It's miles and miles away
Smile
We're gonna find another way

Outro
How much more now is enough
the body turning home
passions and the red, red dust
You and wonder roam

Art and Miles

The song Promises explores themes of broken trust and emotional vulnerability. With heartfelt lyrics and a reflective tone, it tells the story of someone hurt by unkept promises. The music captures the sadness and longing for honesty, making it a relatable and emotional ballad about love, disappointment, and healing.

Promises

Outlaw s Grin

The Things We Do for Love is a pop song about the sacrifices and challenges people face in relationships. With catchy melodies and thoughtful lyrics, it highlights both the joy and pain of love. The song captures how far we’re willing to go to keep love alive, despite difficulties.

The things we do for love

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George Bush'isms turned into lyrics of purest gold.

I Just Know I Don't Know

Don’t Say Those Words is an emotional song about the fear of losing someone you love. The lyrics plead for silence instead of goodbye, capturing the pain of an ending relationship. With a gentle melody and heartfelt vocals, it expresses vulnerability, hope, and the desire to hold on just a little longer.

Don't say those words

01 DONT FADE ME OUT MASTER 2024

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Are You Alright Little Snowflake?
 ZEMANDAN’s *Snowflake*
https://www.tiktok.com/music/originalljud-ZEMANDAN-7504483953228040982?refer=embed

Little Snowflake

I Stare Into Darkness

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Those Belgians - They made you so Damn EVIL

The Damned Belgians

Those Belgians Made You So Damn Evil

Where You Going Now

PERSUASIVE CHAOS

Slow paced cinematic electro-dub-fusion | Now Remastered
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Vocals: Astrid Solvrid

Lyrics:

How the little piggies will grunt
 when they hear 
how the old boar suffered

The future is open
  Trust in the Cross

Yes I have made mistakes
  Life didn't come with instructions

Don't waste your life looking back
  You are not going that way

We fight that's how we win
  And that is how we die

How the little piggies will grunt
  when they hear how the old boar suffered

Little Piggies | Remastered

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Wraith’s Anthem

Romantic〔Lylics by Romi   Composed by Romi   Arrenged by Romi , Red＆Blue〕

Une chanson contre la violence conjugale...
A song against domestic violence...
Vocal/intro & Final text : DelhyA  https://soundcloud.com/user-945711181/tracks
Piano/Synth/Arrangement : Régis GAUBERT  musicoman@wanadoo.fr https://soundcloud.com/robspiritduo/tracks
Composer/Arrangements/Guitars/Slide : Philippe SEGUINARD
Lyrics : Guillaume DULER

Lyrics:
J'entends les cris là-haut d'une autre qui se débat , d'une femme qui pour cette fois ci n'est pas moi. Rien ne doit transparaitre , je ne dois pas laisser mes larmes couler et se frayer un chemin jusqu'à mes lèvres scellées . Et même si les bleus sous ma peau se réveillent , je dois les ignorer et agir comme si tout était pareil...
La peur de lui parce qu'un verre de trop
surtout se fondre invisible sans  mots
elle en vit par la force à coté de la vie
prisonnière isolée sans porte de sortie
cécité de son sang et de ses amitiés
ne pas parler se taire rien ne doit transpirer
se voiler d' un rideau de tissus de mensonge
triste jeu de cache cache qui consume et qui  ronge
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
mentir au soleil quand la lune voit tout
les nuits sont cruelles écrasées de tabous 
la honte qui maquille la vérité trop laide
qui étouffe les cris de ces appels à l'aide
accoudés au silence les sévices bien tranquilles
se prennent du bon temps ils jouent à domicile
au coupable les mains pleines de frappes de raisons
à la victime le doute de fuir sa déraison
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
le sourire de façade sous des tonnes de semblants
donner le change à celles comblées par leurs amants
vider ses yeux de tout ce qui pourrait trahir
ces miroirs la qui font qu'elle ne pourrait mentir
les bleus des sentiments qui lui cognent à la peau
violence d'un élément qui laisse sur le carreau
un corps vandalisé mort pour la fratrie
tombé au champ d'horreur abattu par celui
Qui disait qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
des baisers dans la gueule
caresses à poings fermés
d'un amour qui dégueule
de passions débordées
La tendresse des coups
Je ne peux les laisser atteindre ce rivage à nouveau où les vagues d'une mer intérieure continue se brisent en silence...

I can hear the cries of another woman struggling, a woman who this time is not me. I mustn't let anything show, I mustn't let my tears flow and make their way to my sealed lips. And even if the bruises under my skin awaken, I must ignore them and act as if everything were the same...
Fear of him because one glass too many
above all melting away invisible without words
she lives by force beside life
prisoner isolated with no way out
blindness of her blood and her friendships
don't talk shut up nothing must transpire
veil itself with a curtain of cloth of lies
sad game of hide and seek that consumes and gnaws away
And he says he adores her...always a little harder... until death
lie to the sun when the moon sees all
nights are cruel crushed by taboos 
shame that disguises the truth too ugly
that muffles the cries for help
crouched in silence quiet abuse
have a good time they play at home
to the guilty hands full of strikes of reasons
to the victim the doubt to flee his folly
And he says he loves her... always a little harder... until death
the facade of a smile under tons of pretence
giving the lie to those fulfilled by their lovers
emptying her eyes of anything that might betray
those mirrors that make it impossible for her to lie
the bruises of feelings pounding against her skin
violence of an element that leaves
a vandalized body dead for the siblings
fallen in the field of horror shot by the one
who said he adores her...always a little harder... until death
kisses in the face
caresses with closed fists
of a love that spews out
of overflowing passions
The tenderness of blows
I can't let them reach that shore again where the waves of a continuous inner sea break in silence...

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER  Juillet 2025

La tendresse des coups ( DelhyA - Régis GAUBERT & JIM ) TRANSLATED

DreadVeil Marrow

This is another cover of Ben Daglish's iconic Soundtrack for The Last Ninja on C-64. Originally released in 1987, The Wilderness track is a tribute to a piece of music that left an indelible mark on my childhood and therefore the World. Its unforgettable melodies and innovative sound design captivated me growing up and served as the vibrantly colorful soundscape badassery that only Ben Daglish Could master. Hours of sheer frustration, failures and daytime nightmares  in a completely un-nerfed game that gave absolutely Zero fucks about the feelings of the poor kid exposed to this satanic scheme. One of uncalibrated and worn out Tac-2 Joysticks on a good day. A game Sparking my passion for music creation. With this cover, I aimed to honor the one true King that was Ben Daglish, his original's timeless energy while adding my personal touch, hoping to evoke the same sense of wonder it gave me so many years ago.

The Wilderness

This track is on Spotify here: https://open.spotify.com/track/46aQG9ZppknMHNukuA5SSy?si=6d0ba5e25b8e4780

Lyrics:
Woke up to the grey sky mourn  
Feeling like a page is torn  
Every breath a chilly sigh  
As hope and shadows pass me by

Footsteps echo on the street  
Puddles where the raindrops meet  
Umbrellas dance a sombre waltz  
Every glance a secret false

Cloudy days they come and go  
Painting stars in quiet woe  
Rainy whispers soothe the soul  
In the mist we find our role

Things like fog they're hard to hold  
Stories in the weather told  
Every cloud a blanket soft  
Catching tears that drift aloft

Sometimes sunshine hides away  
Waiting for a brighter day  
But in rain there's peace to find  
Clarity for the heart and mind  
Wave goodbye to fleeting gloom  
Found a rose about to bloom  
Petals open in the rain  
Beauty springs from gentle pain

Dreams like fog they're hard to hold  
Stories in the weather told  
Every cloud a blanket soft  
Catching tears that drift aloft

Sometimes sunshine hides away

An unstoppable emotional darkwave anthem: cinematic, seductive, rebellious and euphoric, A cyberpunk odyssey fusing deep tech trance, vaporwave nostalgia and glitch-infused dubstep with orchestral grandeur.

Sometimes Sunshine Hides Away

A singer-songwriter who cannot read notes, doesn't play much instruments except a little keyboard & guitar and considers singing as the most difficult part for him.

So in case you're wondering how a guy like this would sound, just spare some of your time for a listen.
Thanks so much for stopping by.

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Michael Christopher Lynn