De la justesse dans les mots et dans la musique..... Excellent. Bravo M'sieur 

Superbe chanson Alain et les paroles tellement vraies, bravo !!

Putain les paroles sont excellentes , super bien écrites . le choix du genre musical est réussi . 💚

Lovely song. I like the tempo and instrumentation and the slightly sad vocals. ;)

Bien vu ! une chanson sur les ragots ! Et oui il y en a des choses à dire !! et j'aime bien le back ground musical choisi.

Une belle introduction à la guitare. Une composition très positive, avec une belle harmonie.

j aime beaucoup le rythme de cette musique très belle chanson

ABOUT THE UNEXPECTED

Elephants Walk

This was supposed to accompany some vocals, but I realized it worked better as an instrumental piece. A different version with the vocals will follow at some point.

Maria

Lancelot's Eyes-Instrumental Version

This was made on the occasion of being unexpectedly called back to full time work after some years of delicious semi-retirement.

Why Must We Toil

Opening track to my most recent album "Cautious Walking" As always thanks for your support.

Check out the Halloween video I made to this song from old Disney animation. 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uFw7SFepWIQ

Lyrics:
Cruising down the alley way, escaping from the town
Brushing off the cob webs and heading westward bound

Before the attraction of constant interaction
Desperation leads you
To margin all rations
Remembering to cash in
The 39 lashes
The 39 lashes

They placed you on the ground, and cursed at the crown
Had patience for the multitude and all that they had found. 
There really was no option, time to fold the cards down
Blazing in the hot sun the time was not too far
Getting ready for a trip to that lonely Black Star. 
Blazing in the hot sun the time was not too far
Getting ready for a trip to that lonely Black Star …..yeahhh

She parked to the side of the road
And took the call inside
Pressed a random text that knew the call -    had been cut short. 
Maybe it was time before and time before that
Maybe it had ran its course like a useless old map             …… 
Stopped from the running for/ got so tired and so sore
Manning up the Manchild
Manning up the Manchild
Stopped from the running for/ got so tired and so sore
Manning up the Manchild
Manning up the Manchild 

Blazing in the hot sun the time was not too far
Getting ready for a trip to that lonely Black Star. 
Blazing in the hot sun the time was not too far

Cautious Walking

Manning Up the Manchild

Superb vocals by KMRS with top class beats by Joe Funktastic - many many thanks to both for posting their work on Looperman:)
KMRS acapella 
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/17332/give-it-all-up-2-x-verse-90bpm-kmrs-90bpm-rap-acapella
Joe Funktastic
https://www.looperman.com/loops/detail/218256/the-human-beatbox-90-by-joefunktastic-free-90bpm-boom-bap-beatbox-loop

Give It All Up - Feat. KMRS

Mix by FPMORINSTUDIO/Francois Pierre Morin musician composer

Mix Original F P M 2022 02 04

I close my POTENCIAL BIÓTICO album with this contemporary revival of a philosophical song I wrote 19 years ago when my grandpa died.

Could describe it as a requiem for guitar quartet, 2 voices, rhythmic base & church bell (you may know the piano version at https://soundcloud.com/esemanolain-ruizzo/sets/piano-sessions-2012 album).

A mostly slow piece with lotta soul and no artistic ambition (but a little ‘Pros&Cons’ air to the end ;).

Church bell sound built with kind help by https://soundcloud.com/spyro9474

Piano version: https://soundcloud.com/esemanolain-ruizzo/miedo-al-cambio-piano-version

Image: "Poppy fields in Benifallim", photo by Ruizzoidman

Letra / lyrics:

Miedo al cambio,  /  Fear of the change,
incómodo trabajo;  /  uncomfortable work;
molesto planteamiento:  /  annoying approach:
no me gusta lo inesperado.  /  I don’t like the unexpected.
  
A lo mejor es que no estoy acostumbrado  /  It is probably that I am not used
a ver las cosas cambiadas de sitio.  /  to see the things moved from place.
Ver a la gente irse al otro lado  /  Watching people going to the other side
es duro si piensas que todo  /  is hard if you think that everything
será siempre lo mismo.  /  will be always the same.

Ay, lo mismo ...  /  Ay, the same thing ...
ah, lo mismo ...  /  ah, the same thing ...
ay, lo mismo a mí...  /  ay, the same to me...
  
No he sabido reaccionar,  /  I didn’t know how to react,
atrapado en mi infantil ilusión   /  trapped in my infantile illusion
de que nada cambia,  /  where nothing changes,
ah, tengo que darme cuenta de lo que pasa,  /  ah, I must realize of what happens,
ay, tengo que salir de esta caja.  /  ah, I have to go out of this box.

a lo mejor es que no estoy acostumbrado  /  It is probably that I am not used
a las sorpresas de la vida,  /  to the surprises of life,
a nuevos planes que no había planeado,  /  to new plans I had not planned,
no me acostumbro a considerar  /  I don’t get used to consider
una opción distinta.  /  a different option.

Ay, distinta ...  /  Ay, different ...
ay, distinta ...  /  ay, different ...
ah, distinta a mí,  /  ah, different from me,
a mi pensamiento,   /  from my thought,
a mi forma de ser,   /  from my way of being,
a mi manera de verlo...  /  from the way I see it...

©1995 E-RUIZZO – ®2014 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;)

Miedo al cambio (Acostumbrado)

Jimena Arroyo - Vocal and Lyrics
Alexander Yakunin - Music

Jimena Arroyo:
https://soundcloud.com/jimenaarroyo

2016 Jimena Arroyo, Alexander Yakunin

Dead End (featuring Jimena Arroyo)

Texte Français et Google traduction

LES RAGOTS

Cracher des voix sur un dos
Donner bas ses coups de couteau
Le “qu’en dira” est bien au chaud
Dans les débats qui font des “faux”.
Montrer du doigt, se jouer Zorro
Au nirvana dans vos huis clos
Piquer à froid, croquer à chaud
Santé vous va, sentez vous sots
La tombola d’un prochain lot
Tiré tout bas, crié très haut
Au prorata d’autres ragots
Sera une proie de vos chapeaux

Aléas ou quipropos
Êtes judas, y’a pas photo.

Casser du bois, briser des os
Est à l’étroit du ciboulot
Prendre du poids, se rendre beau
Aux grands exploits, petits costauds.
Votre S.P.A. de sales corbeaux
Comme porte-voix trouve son écho
Au pieu Gloria d’un bas niveau
Dans des combats qui en sont trop.

Armada et armes à mots
Les gros bras n’ont pas de cerveau

Vider sa loi sous le manteau
Mets un contrat sur une peau
Les renégats gèrent les tripots
Et les bras droits font le boulot
Les gens sans foi suivent le cadeau
Comme on les noient dans un ruisseau
Ces candidats pour des complots
On les aura plus qu’il ne faut

Errata et à propos
On plante là, méchants cerveaux.
Armada et armes à mots
Mettons nos doigts là ou il faut.
Armada et armes à mots
Mettons nos doigts là ou il faut.
Mettons nos doigts là ou il faut.

GOSSIP

Spitting voices on a back
Give low stabbing
The "what will say" is well warm
In debates that make "fake".
Pointing, playing Zorro
To nirvana in your camera
Stitch cold, chew hot
Health you go, feel foolish
The raffle of a next batch
Shot low, shouted high
In proportion to other gossip
Will be a prey of your hats

Hazards or whopropos
Are peephole, there's no picture.

Break wood, break bones
Is cramped
Put on weight, make yourself beautiful
Great exploits, small sturdy.
Your S.P.A. of dirty crows
As a megaphone finds its echo
At Gloria stake of a low level
In fights that are too much.

Armada and weapons with words
Big arms do not have brains

Empty his law under the mantle
Put a contract on a skin
The renegades manage the gambling dens
And the right arms are doing the job
People without faith follow the gift
As we drown them in a stream
These candidates for conspiracy
We will have more than we need

Errata and about
We are planting there, wicked brains.
Armada and weapons with words
Let's put our fingers where it is needed.
Armada and weapons with words
Let's put our fingers where it is needed.
Let's put our fingers where it is needed.

LES RAGOTS (Quand on lance de faux bruits)

لا تستسلم لا يزال في سلام
не сдавайся все еще в мире
peidiwch â rhoi'r gorau iddi dal mewn heddwch
taslim bo'imang hali ham tinchlikda
مه تسلیمیږه اوس هم په امن کې
don't give up. continue in peace
taslim bo'imang hali ham tinchlikda
não desista. ainda em paz
n'abandonne pas. toujours en paix
あきらめないで まだ平和に
geb nicht auf. immer noch in frieden
yengilma. hali ham tinchlikda
no te rindas. sigue en paz
געב נישט אויף
נאָך אין שלום

gracias vida

Chant:
Marie Launay ( Londres ) 
Paroles et Musique: Dominique Le Bars
Full version :https://dominiquelebars1.bandcamp.com/track/la-lettre-noire-marie-launay

La Lettre Noire

Don’t Give Up The Day Jobs - based on the original collaboration invitation https://soundcloud.com/dave-mckeown/dont-give-up-the-day-job
Music by Dave McKeown https://soundcloud.com/dave-mckeown
Lyrics and vocals Mark J Bennett 
Some vocal melodies and a line or two I owe to my dear friend, the late NiggyQ https://soundcloud.com/sanigar

Just when you thought,
It couldn’t get much worse.
Zero hours contracts,
Universal Credit curse.
Without Gran there’d be no childcare,
Without the food-bank, the cupboard’s bare.
Don’t give up the day jobs,
Work nights as well.

I’ve always been a grafter,
Never one to shirk,
Early morning papers, 
And weekend laundry work.
No time left for more education,
No energy left, nor motivation.
Don’t give up the day jobs,
Work nights as well.

Why does it have to be this way?
Why don’t debts ever go away?
Still we’ve lived to fight another day.
I fear it’s the way, that it’s going to stay.
Accept the lot you’ve got, the life you live from day to day. 
Day to day, day to day.

Just when you thought,
It couldn’t get much worse.
I made an insurance claim, 
But they wouldn’t reimburse.
Is it worth it just to keep standing still? 
We can’t afford to ever get ill.
Don’t give up the day jobs,
Work nights as well.

Don't Give Up The Day Jobs (Dave McKeown/Mark J Bennett)

Jazz Fusión (from Málaga (Spain)) -> RECOMMEND USING HEADPHONES.

- Carlos Fuentes Castillo: Guitar, Keyboards, Composition, Programming, Mixing and Mastering.

Fecha lanzamiento: 22-Octubre-2019

Un Lugar Para Volver

Music/Arrangement/Production/Vocals/Lyrics by Achazia

Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3nLJyIzD7AE&feature=youtu.be

I guess I went to far,
but I was aching.
For the love that we once forged long ago
I didn't want it to change
cause I was taken
by the story we kept close long ago

Its changes in the air.
I feel it in my heart and soul.
We didn't play it fair
We only played that one-man-show.

No one really cares
That we left eachother long ago,
The love might fade away
'Cause we want to do that one-man-show

I guess you went to far,
but you were tired.
Of all the promises that fell apart.
I think you pushed to far.
But you were trying.
To make another "us", but it fell apart.

Maybe it's the end.
I feel it in my heart and soul.
You're still my special friend
Perhaps we need that one-man-show

What will happen now
I guess we find our way somehow
It's time to say goodbye
In our ownmade one-man-show

One-man show

This is another smooth jam off the Teora! EP from Rasputin Bones.  This one has a great bass line from The OASPM that keeps this together while the guitar is more free floating through the song

vidya : https://youtu.be/hD2jItEl_h8

lyrix: 
yep. c'mon!
yep. yep

Teora!

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

LES RAGOTS (Quand on lance de faux bruits)

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