Such a pretty song, Alain. Great changes.

Will the lonely oak tree remember the embrance of its sisters? 
What will she fell when she shades the men who left her orphan?
Will the human being ever learn that without enviroment there is no future for humanity?
Will it then be too late?

THE TREE THAT WAS FOREST

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) 03/2023.
Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Pierre Bordetti

An Electro-Jazz track inspired by one of the very 
beautiful photos brought back by Julie during a recent 
trip to Thailand.
Many thanks to Julie.

Un titre Electro-Jazz inspiré d'une des très
belles photos rapportées par Julie lors d'un récent
voyage en Thaïlande.
Un grand merci à Julie.

Raise your eyes

Raise Your Eyes

Musings on mortality.


I hear that countdown clock ticking
Remaining time is flying by
I'm still alive and kicking
But there are dark clouds in the sky

We thought that we'd be young forever
The sun is always in the sky
Our spirits light as a feather
The rules of life do not apply

Hold on the line
Hold on the lifeline

The best part is behind us
Our race is almost run
Failing bodies remind us
Soon we'll be undone

Hold on the lin
Hold on the lifeline

Hold On The Line

HINDSIGHT - (JunkHeap (c) Refixed Apr 2023 / (c) Aug 02, 2003)

Things could have been so different, 
if they could have been done again. 
Countless times we see the chance, 
and let them go, they wont come again 

He remembered the glory and strength of his youth, 
wasted his older years yearning for its return. 
Never realized that wisdom is more than a fair trade; 
Beauty in ones' own introspection.

Things could have been so different, 
if they could have been done again. 
Countless times we see the chance, 
and let them go, they wont come again 

They never will...

Hindsight

Delighted once again to be working with Per Jensen (aka PJ Project), awesome guitarist & composer, creator of the most beautiful melodies and a great friend. (@user-474544459)

Guitars: PJ Project
Original Composition, mix/master: Electrometis
Vocals: Royalty free acapella

Free download if you like it :)

Thank you for listening ♥

I Opened My Eyes

I Opened My Eyes (feat. PJ Project)

Ambient World Techno Latin Indie Psychedelic Drum & Bass.

A walk in the park (170bpm)

(Texte Français et Google traduction)

LE CRI DES ECRITS

A l’encre bleue indélébile,
Marqués au feu des mots fragiles,
Je vois les pleins et les déliés,
Me dire combien tu m’as aimé.

Et je retrace sur chaque phrase,
Les « je t’embrasse » dans nos extases,
Puis les formules particulières,
En majuscule pour mieux se plaire.
Mais les ratures, les gribouillis,
Mettent en bordure les mots d’oubli.

Toutes ces lettres, nos mots d’amour,
Les écrits restent car chaque jour,
Les pages entières à te relire,
Sortent l’enfer que je respire…
C’est le cri des écrits.

Si tant de prose, de phrases folles,
Toutes ces choses qui nous envolent,
Cette dernière de la rupture,
Me met à terre sous l’écriture.

Une mise à fin de l’éternel
Et du parfum d’une vie belle.
Alors je lis les larmes aux yeux,
Quand tu écris qu’entre nous deux,
C’est plus la peine de continuer,
Car tes « je t’aime » s’en sont allés.

Toutes ces lettres, nos mots d’amour,
Les écrits restent car chaque jour,
Les pages entières à te relire,
Me donnent l’enfer que je respire…
C’est le cri des écrits.

Toutes ces lettres, nos mots d’amour,
Les écrits restent car chaque jour,
Les pages entières à te relire,
Me donnent l’enfer que je respire…
C’est le cri des écrits.

THE CRY OF WRITINGS

In indelible blue ink,
Marked in the fire of fragile words,
I see ups and downs,
Tell me how much you loved me.

And I retrace on each sentence,
The "I kiss you" in our ecstasies,
Then the particular formulas,
Capitalized for convenience.
But the erasures, the scribbles,
Border the words of oblivion.

All these letters, our words of love,
The writings remain because every day,
Whole pages to read to you,
Come out the hell I breathe...
It is the cry of the writings.

If so much prose, crazy phrases,
All those things that fly away from us,
This last of the break,
Brings me to the ground under the writing.

An end to the eternal
And the scent of a beautiful life.
So I read with tears in my eyes,
When you write that between the two of us,
It's no longer worth continuing,
Because your "I love you" are gone.

All these letters, our words of love,
The writings remain because every day,
Whole pages to read to you,
Give me the hell I breathe...
It is the cry of the writings.

All these letters, our words of love,
The writings remain because every day,
Whole pages to read to you,
Give me the hell I breathe...
It is the cry of the writings.

Le cri des écrits

LE CRI DES ECRITS (Chanson Française)

Old school drum & bass house techno. Dedicated to the great underground selector. jaKe. Music & artwork. D.k.A. Spencer

Biodiversity

No title for this one yet,so all suggestions welcome.

Careless and immortal
Time goes drifting by
Turning full circle
No time to say goodbye

I foolishly imagined
We'd go on and on
I never knew what we had
'Til it was gone

Behold the gift of hindsight
If only we had known
Contempt for our birthright
Trouble is homegrown

I foolishly imagined
We'd go on and on
I never knew what we had
'Til it was gone

Project 27.05.23

Lingering Echoes – The City Centre
July 2023
Duration: 2:50
Fascinating sonic places that provoke lingering memories. 
Photo of downtown New York City  
Special thanks to John-Marc Ventimiglia @john-marc-ventimiglia for his highly valued musical input and for creating the “The City Centre ” sound library used to compose this piece.

The city centre, often busy and vibrant,  is the area of a city where commerce, entertainment, shopping, and political power are concentrated. The term is commonly used in many English-speaking countries and has direct equivalents in many other languages. However, noticeably, in the United States, the term "downtown" is commonly used to denote a city centre, and in Canada the terms "city centre" and "downtown" are used interchangeably. The first citation for "down town" or "downtown" dates to 1770, in reference to the center of Boston. Some have posited that the term "downtown" was coined in New York City, where it was in use by the 1830s to refer to the original town at the southern tip of the island of Manhattan. During the late 19th century, the term was gradually adopted by cities across the United States and Canada to refer to the historical core of the city, which was most often the same as the commercial heart of the city.  In many metropolitan areas, the city centre or downtown, is marked by a cluster of tall buildings, cultural institutions and the convergence of rail transit and bus lines. 

For soprano sax, tenor sax, baritone sax. oboe, heckelphone, clarinet, xylophone, marimba, piano, bassoon, contra bassoon, city sound samples and percussion.

Lingering Echoes - The City Centre

THE BOY - Funk 'n' Roll

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Funk 'n' Roll

Chansons Françaises écrites, composées, arrangées et enregistrées à la maison.
Elles sont toutefois déposées à la SACEM.

LE CRI DES ECRITS (Chanson Française)

Alain GUERIN

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