Maaagnifique! Le français te va si bien!😍

Là je rends hommage à François pour le magnifique texte et la musique! Bisous à vous!😘

Content d'entendre une chanson en français !!! Un beau titre d'hauteur 😊🙏

il y a de la magie là-dedans. En français ça le fait aussi, bravo!

Comme tout ce que tu proposes..... vraiment, vraiment bien... Félicitations.

in recognition of mental health awareness week..............the blues parade has often passed my way.........peace & cheers for having a listen........



hear that rumble over the hill
shaking the glass from the window sills 
hide the money and lock the tills
here comes the blue parade

in the distance hear that noise
no need to be alarmed there boys
just keep it straight and hold your course
it's just the blue parade

it'll start real early, break of dawn
won't get much sleep from the night before
better nail down the shutters and deck the halls
here comes the blue parade

well my mind mightn't know what's goin on
but my ears are tuned to the pipers song
hands get sweaty yea it won't take long
here comes the blue parade

you might meet someone, head hung low
not much to say nowhere to go
together you can try and mend your souls
among the blue parade

you might be strangers when you start 
when the dust settles you'll never part
cos you made a pact with the bleeding hearts
now you're part of the blue parade

well my mind mightn't know what's goin on
but my ears are tuned to the pipers song
heart starts thumping yea it won't take long
here comes the blue parade

step in time march 4 to the floor
people be staring, don't matter no more
cos you sold the sink and the kitchen door
to join the blue parade

hear them blow their whistles. colors bright
seems to me to be a hell of a night
but if you look inside you'll get a fright
yea that's the blue parade

aint the time to think if what you're doing's right
just stay in line and keep your mouth shut tight
you're about to take the ride of your life
here comes the blue parade

well my mind mightn't know what's goin on
but my ears are tuned to that pipers song
god help me where did i go wrong
to end up in the blue parade
here comes the blue parade

The Blue Parade

■概要(Overview)
熱すぎて溶けてしまうくらいの情熱を持てたらいいね。
PrivateからPublicへ熱心に大名行列する。
I wish I could be so passionate that I would melt.
An enthusiastic procession of feudal lords from private to public.

■video
https://youtu.be/pdM0huA1zaE
※あまり動かないですわ

「溶けるくらいに」Let's get passionate

溶けてしまうくらいに
打ち込めるものがあれば
それだけでいいわ

十二時を過ぎたころに
アタマにあふれる「I hate you.」
傷つけあうのはもうやめて
心を解放したならば今

幾重にも重なる
合わせ鏡の迷路
本物は自分だけ
燃えるように　溶けてる


好きなものをいくつか
そばに置いておけたなら
それだけでいいわ

人づての言葉信じ
正義の仮面で「I hate you.」
傷つけあうのはもうやめて
好きなものだけそばに置いていて

幾重にも重なる
合わせ鏡の迷路
映し出されたものは
燃えているか　溶けているか

■Lyrics
If there is something I can devote myself to so much that it melts, that's enough.

After midnight, the words "I hate you" flood my head.
Stop hurting each other. If you free your heart, now.

Labyrinth of mirrors overlapping one after another. The only real thing is yourself.
Melting like it's burning.

If I could just keep a few of the things I like close by, that's enough.

People who believe the words of others who don't know the truth and say "I hate you" under the mask of justice.
Stop hurting each other. Keep only the things you like close by.

Labyrinth of mirrors overlapping one after another. Is the reflected thing burning or melting?

Ignite your passion(溶けるくらいに)

was thinking of "Until The Heather Blooms Again" but I vaguely recall that there may have been a song with that title many years ago...so feel free to fill in the rest of the title in your own mind.

Until

Thx Project
https://soundcloud.com/thx-project

Rive gauche

Hey, I mastered one of our first collabs with my friend @specialececilia.
  Happy 🐣!!
Dx

DREAMAWAKE CECILIA & RICØ (Mastered)

The blues are steeped in the tradition of bawdy/dirty songs. Think of Bo Carter (my pencil don't write no more) or Lil Johnson (Sam the hot dog man). You get the idea.
Here's my bawdy blues celebrating outdoor sex.
Added to my album "All This Useless Beauty." Check it out!


Lyrics:
Ohh my girl 
She's so cityfied
But something comes over her
In the countryside
When she tells me to pitch a tent
I see in her eyes
That bad intent
She becomes a wild woods woman (2X)

Riding down the road
She says:
"Get a blanket and pull over to the side."

We're out in nature
Doing our thing!
All god's creatures they cover their eyes
Oh, the ground is so rough
Don't ya know she can't get enough
Wild woods woman (2X)

In the tall grass
Having some fun
I feel like Mother Nature's only son
Down in the milkweeds that makes me sneeze
Don't ya know she's got me on my knees
It gets so hot!
So hot!
So hot!
She never tires
(Only you can prevent forest fires)

Wild Woods Woman

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocal
Gary Reeves: Toms
Hans Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement & Production

Photo of Max from The Albers' Archive

What to say about Maximilian?
There are so many things to be told: a lifetime of 24 years, full of special moments, joys, fears, sorrows, worries, hopes, dreams, ups, downs, progress, regress, searching, finding, winning, losing, restlessness, peace...
His life had begun with an extremely difficult birth, almost as if the world didn’t want him. They told us he had a life-threatening infection, there were probably holes in his lungs and he obviously had no kidneys. In total, his chances of surviving were exceedingly slim. However, after endless weeks of both despair and hope, he overcame the infection, the diagnosis of holes in his lungs turned out to be totally wrong and they even discovered a kidney.  Just one maybe but at least it worked perfectly.  His journey into existence had begun.
As he grew, so did the never-ending nightmare of problems, challenges and battles, until we began to wonder what could possibly happen next.  Through it all, Max took every opportunity to accumulate extreme experiences - never hiding, always   seeking.  For that, we loved him even more…and even more it broke our hearts that we couldn’t help him find what he was looking for.
But suddenly, as the Summer of 2011 dawned, his troubles seemed to merely fade away.  Was he just arriving in life, coming of age, finding his place in society?  To be honest, we hadn’t the faintest idea.  But it was abundantly clear that, having always been an underdog, that same unwelcoming world had simply started to like and respect him.  He began to realise his many talents, enjoying his job as never before, finally becoming something he had never been - happy.
Fast forward to the gorgeous Summer evening of June 28th, the eve of a 4-week vacation to which he had been looking forward so very much.  A smile on his face, he said he was in the mood to go jogging, something he loved. Sometimes, he ran and ran for ages.  He’d been gone about 3 hours, quite a long time even for him, so Carina called his phone and he answered, cheerfully telling her not to worry and assuring her he’d be home very soon.  Seconds after the call, out of the blue, he collapsed.  A pulmonary embolism.  They told us he died instantly. 
Max, we have no words for what happened, nor for the eternal gratitude we feel for every single second of your life.  We do know we will never stop loving you.”
(Hans & Carina Albers)

Small chance of survival, words from the first day
Stretching all emotions not a single which way
Asking whys and reasons, a chance to breathe long
Heartbreaking moments, hopes remained strong

Such a short distance, but a life running miles
Bring every sensation, fear to a million smiles
Experience not forgotten, continuous hug of care      
Born with fighting spirit, giving back more to share

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

Every challenge building, inner muscles to be felt
Secret ways to be happy, never question hand dealt         
Complication of thinking to find a new sentence 
Pathways to friendships, dreams of acceptance

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

A vision full of truth with strength to admire
Finding a hidden talent, past helping to aspire 
No journey of distance could prevent direction
A phone call assurance became last connection

It’s hard to find words, express feelings remaining 
Deep down inside shell, empty, sad, self-complaining 
But we will never forget our boy hero from birth
Brought love and kindness, past and future unblurred

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, will never forget
24 years of love…

MAXIMILIAN - CRIPPLE CLUB  (Please Read Description)

Funky sounds and a great Joerxworx on Fire EWI, 
Nice Result i think
https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx

lunatics 232 / Die Grosse Reise / Joerxworx & Ratzzz

Salut voilà la version trio enregistrée en live lors de la session du 08 mai 2025 à La Barraque Mirepoix (09) du morceau : "Rejet Pyramidal " extrait du set de Mathieu Torres Trio : https://youtu.be/y6GRZZ0K-xs

Rejet Pyramidal - Trio version - Video in description

Goodbye L.A.

Be Another (part one)

Opening ( a smoky night in the mid seventies)

Dying is not a child's play

Orgue B3  : Tev
Guitare solo : Al Zheimer 

Cat's eyes (with Al'z and Tev)

Near Lisboa (About happiness)

François TAMBY: texte et musique
Aline T: chant lead, voix et choeurs

CIACCO/Be another - Mauvaise Terre

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Singer of the band Be another, I propose on this page some compositions but especially reworked songs that I like for a musical sharing ...

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Be another :
All voices : Alice Ciacco ( https://soundcloud.com/user-268821845)
All instruments (except when specified)  words, music and sound : François Tamby

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CIACCO/Be another - Mauvaise Terre

Alice Ciacco

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