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(Translation above)
Chanson écrite dans le cadre des ateliers d'écriture de Claude Lemesle, immense parolier français, avec pour double thème : "Mamifestations" et "En surfant sur un mirage".
En hommage à Georges Brassens.

Mamifestations

En mars, au premier dimanche
Alors qu’il faisait frisquet
Rue des Gaules défilait
Un flot de mamies étranges
Pour la fête des grand-mères
Ell’s marchaient à moitié nues
Quell’ moitié était vêtue ?
Au choix de leur hémisphère !

Ah ! ces mamies
Ah ! ces fesses
Ah ! ces mamifestations !

Je voyais aux banderoles
Des slogans vindicatifs
Et des dessins suggestifs
Qu’on n’apprend pas à l’école
L’armée de gants de toilettes
Et de fesses amollies
Avait pour tout alibi
D’être encor’ apt’s aux courbettes
(ref)

Ell’s réclamaient sans vergogne
En rejetant l’air glaciair’
De pouvoir chauffer leur chair
De tout objet dans leur pogne
J’ pense à la cann’  de grand-mère
À la crosse en form’ de C
En train d’ranimer l’ point G
Et l’ point O de son derrière
 (ref)

Mais le faire avec l’arthrose
Ça fatigue les poignets
Et peut laisser par excès
Quelques plaies ou ecchymoses
Petits-enfants, pour offrandes
Laissez fleurs et chocolats
Offrez pour leur nirvana
Un gode à télécommande
(ref)

Mais pardonnez ces images
Dues à la consommation
De psychotropes qui m’ont
Fait surfer sur un mirage.

Salles manies
Manifestes
Salles manifestations !

Myckaël Marcovic, le 28 octobre 2021

Song written in the framework of the writing workshops of Claude Lemesle, immense French lyricist, with for double theme : "Mamifestations" and "En surfant sur un mirage".
In tribute to Georges Brassens.

Mamifestations

In March, on the first Sunday
While it was chilly
Rue des Gaules paraded
A stream of strange grannies
For the grandmother's day
They walked half naked
Which half was dressed?
To the choice of their hemisphere!

Ah ! these grannies
Ah! these buttocks
Ah ! these mamifestations !

I saw in the banners
Vindictive slogans
And suggestive drawings
That we don't learn at school
The army of toilet gloves
And softened buttocks
Had for all alibi
To be still apt to the bows
(ref)

They shamelessly claimed
By refusing the cold air
To be able to heat their flesh
Of any object in their fist
I think of grandma's cane
With the C-shaped stick
Reanimating the G-spot
And the O point of her butt
 (ref)

But doing it with arthritis
It tires the wrists
And can leave by excess
Some wounds or bruises
Grandchildren, for offerings
Leave flowers and chocolates
Offer for their nirvana
A remote control dildo
(ref)

But forgive these images
Due to the consumption
Of psychotropic drugs that made me
Made me surf on a mirage.

Bad manners
Obvious
Bad manifestations !

Myckaël Marcovic, October 28, 2021

Mamifestations

Millennial Stupor (Lyrics)

The sun went down on our glory days
The tide came in, right up to our face
Jesus, Caesar, guess what Simon says…
We sailed too long, crashed against the waves

So long, take or leave it…
This is not our fate…
It takes time, to realise it…
Got to get out…it’s too late…

When the sun comes up, on those dizzy days
You’ll see that you got lost out in the haze
Slowly lonely tears run down your face…
We sailed too long, drowned beneath the waves…

Now the suns gone down on our glory days
The tide came in and washed it all away
Slowly lonely tears run down your face
We lost it all down beneath the waves

So long, take or leave it…
This is not our fate…
Takes time, to realise it…
Got to get out…it’s too late…

When the sun comes up, on those dizzy days
You’ll see that you got lost out in the haze
Slowly lonely tears run down your face
We sailed too long, but hey what’s one more day…

Millennial Stupor (Dizzy Days)

An instrumental from a story based on how we live on the outside isn't always who we are on the inside. Sometimes we put on a face for the world to see, but inside we hide our struggles and demons.

Not What It Seems

I Pretend

Mixed and Mastered by Woods Studio
@woods_studio

Written about that first big unreciprocated crush.

Lyrics:

In those long distant wilderness days, 
When we paddled on the rivers and the warm waterways,
And every night there was a fire and a song, 
And the group would all be singin’ 
With me strummin’ along,
Yeah, it was then that I started to fall, 
And it was then that I really thought you had it all,
A mystery fever that I couldn’t resolve,
It wasn’t something that I thought I could speak of,
I kept it hidden in a bottle of love.

You were lost in another affair, 
It was pretty obvious that it was goin’ nowhere,
But as my feelings continued to churn, 
You endlessly described it and I suffered the burn,
And all that time there was a glorious pain, 
A euphoric obsession in an overwrought brain,
And all that time the sun was mixed up with rain,
Then I knew what they had all been speaking of,
But mine was stuck inside a bottle of love.

Over the years our companionship grew, 
Lots of music, lots of friends along the way,
Over the years I held no magic for you, 
But I was okay for occasional play.

Instrumental

Regardless of the why or the who, 
Only time is the healer and for me it was true,
Another chapter opened out of the blue, 
Another love, another life upon a new avenue,
And if it all didn’t have any meaning, 
And if it all was as tangible as sand through a glove,
And if it all was just a brief intervening,
Then it’s a memory I don’t want to speak of,
But let it slumber in a bottle of love.

Bottle Of Love

Indian Summer

modfne : Mother32-DFAM-Neutron, a good combination plenty of modular possibilities and surprises. I've used a pair of Ipad app's, all percussion sounds -DrumLab- and a very cool granular synth Tardigrain(I love it) for some ambients. Waldorf Blofeld for a particular sound design, and many other stuff...Guitar was recorded with a MIC in front the AMP speaker. FX: reverb and MOD and a track with distorsion at the end.
I hope you enjoy my music  like I do when create it.

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EVENT HORIZON

What’s This About?

A Neon light , Late night train   
I’m caught in the rain, Midnight station
And my poor heart , On the line
So give me a sign, Our situation
But all I have is this feeling
Everything I love is up this time
I need you here this evening
Both of our hearts are down the line
Riding on midnight train
Way on down the line
I hope to see
Sleeping on a midnight train
Hoping, maybe you’ll, Be there for me
A million souls pass me by
A blink of the eye
No sensation
Hear your words one last time
Here in my mind
My salvation

But all I have is this feeling
Everything I love is up this time
I need you here this evening
All of our hearts are on the line

Riding on midnight train
Way on down the line
I hope to see
Sleeping on a midnight train
Hoping, maybe you’ll
Be there for me

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