L'artiste français est de retour avec une chanson pop atmospérique qui semble ressortir tout droit d'une autre époque. L'interprétation vocale masculine au ton feutré véhicule une poésie remplie d'images fortes avec douceur. Le tout est servi avec une touche de nostalgie sur ce titre mélodique aux arrangements débordants de finesse musicale. 〰 The French artist is back with an atmospheric pop song that seems to come straight out of another era. The hushed, masculine vocal delivery gently conveys a poetry filled with powerful images. The whole is served up with a touch of nostalgia on this melodic track with arrangements brimming with musical finesse.

C'est tres bel. There ar some elements that remind me of early Smiths in a really good way. Other than that, totally original within the French style of pop.

Une chanson très agréable. Nice & smooth!

Beating Edge

Voyage (speech by Alan Watts)

Home is the place where we live.
Home is the place where you learn to forgive.
Home's where you build up your fire.
Home is the place where you crawl up inside her.
Down in the night.
It'll be right.
In the morning.

Home is the place you belong.
Home is a place where you can't stay for long.
Home is the time at your side.
Home is the place where you play out the ride.
Dark is the night.
But it's all alright.
In the morning.

Give me some time.
Get my ducks in a line.
Though we're all short of time.
Take me home.
Faded or not
I'll be taking my shot.
Trying to stop this rot.
Take me home.

Home places logs by the fire.
Home is a place where you're joined up with wire.
Home is a light in the dawn.
Home is the piled dirty clothes you have worn.
Meanwhile, there's the night.
Turn off the light.
To them all.

Give me a throw.
Get my ducks in a row.
We'll be watching them go.
Take me home.
I'm fading away.
But won't sink into grey.
It'll all be okay.
Take me home.

Give me some time.
Get my ducks in a line.
Though we're all short of time.
Take me home.
Now faded or not
I'll be taking my shot.
Trying to stop this rot.
Take me home. 

They said that we'd never make it.
What do they know?
Girl, we never made it.
Lost in the night.
Worked out alright.
Now, will you please take me home. 


Home

love retro  by slickc 2025

You Never Know is a funked up punk-a-tude bluesy swinging new indie rock song about the fact that You Never Know. Pulling from funk, blues, Americana, and rock, with a punk attitude and lyrics about state of the modern world peppered with a healthy dose of skepticism and justifiable cynicism about the absolute certainty so many people claim to possess. This song will make you want to dance while you call out the BS. 

You never know! 
You think you know
But you don’t know
I learned along time ago 
That ya never know!

You think you know
But you don’t know!
You say its true
Because you say so
But I ain’t buying what your selling yo!
  
Take a look back through history
Only one thing’s a certainty
The future will remain a mystery
Something we’ll never know

Some people turn to the good book
Some people give their crystal ball a look
No matter what you try and do though
Fact is, you never know!

If you went and had a look
Read every word in every book! 
The record clearly shows
That ya never know!

You never know!
You think you know
But you don’t know
I learned a long time ago 
That ya never know 

Some people turn to the good book
Some people give their crystal ball a look
No matter what they try and do though
Fact is, you never know!

If you went and had a look
Read every word in every book! 
The record clearly shows
That ya never know!

You think you know
But you don’t know
You say its true
Because you say so
But I ain’t buying what your selling yo
Cuz ya never know

Take a look back at history
Only one thing’s a certainty
The future will remain a mystery
Something we’ll never know!

You think you know
But you don’t know
I ain’t buying what your selling yo
I learned along time ago 
That you never know.

You Never Know

You Never Know - Defiantbutterfly

https://ffm.to/i-lost-her
"I Lost Her to a Previous Version of Me" isn’t exactly your typical love song... but hey, close enough! 💔🫠 A tale of regret, self-sabotage, and the bitter realization that *past you* might have been the worst third wheel ever. Perfect for Valentine’s Day if your idea of romance comes with a side of existential crisis. Enjoy! 😘
Released on major streaming platforms on February 14, 2025.
©2025 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

They say you die twice
Once when they put you in the ground
The second is the last time anybody talks about you
So I guess I could be alive
'Cause I hear about that handsome fool all the time
And I curse the day she found him

I feel like a ghost
I walk around with the form of a man
But he's not me
Babe
I don't know who I am
'Cause she doesn't come around here
I don't feel her presеnce anymore
Yeah
I lost her to a previous version of me
Baby
What for?

Yeah
She never even saw it coming
Counseled me when he ran in
Even helped me back on my feet
But now it's black and white
She talks about me with those eyes
Never thought I'd fight for my life

But she swears to God
She swears up and down that it's him
I ask her
"Was it all just pretend?
Or were you always his?"

Yeah
She never even saw it coming
Counseled me when he ran in
Even helped me back on my feet
But now it's black and white
She talks about me with those eyes
Never thought I'd fight for my life

'Til he came back home
Covered in Billy
Gave her that smile
Said that he's changed
Gonna stay for a while
Now she counts in "we"
And I count in weeks

Yeah
She never even saw it coming
Counseled me when he ran in
Even helped me back on my feet
But now it's black and white
She talks about me with those eyes
Never thought I'd fight for my life

I Lost Her to a Previous Version of Me

I REMEMBER EVERYTHING - DEZZ  vocals&lyrics EEL guitars&ats (REMIX Just JIMM)

Chacun de nous peut mettre un prénom, un visage, sur "Quelqu'un, quelque part".
Spécial remerciement à Discovery Playlists, et à Trending Music!
https://open.spotify.com/intl-fr/track/7fLaJ6YJssWVBBrR2Uhmgh
Paroles:
Tu t'souviens y' a longtemps, une route dans la nuit,
Elle courait sous la pluie pour trouver un abri.
Tu revois son visage comme un flash dans ta vie,
Une image lointaine, mais intacte aujourd'hui.
Cigarettes, et se lève le jour.
Dans ta tête, quand t'y penses, tu t'sens court.

Quelqu'un, quelque part, te ressemble un peu.
Courent dans ta mémoire, des routes de feu.
Que tu portes au plus haut, quand ta vie sonne faux,
Quand tu la sens qui tremble au fil de tous tes maux.
Quelqu'un, quelque part, connait tes matins,
Le bleu de son regard, a noyé tes chemins,
Et t'attends simplement qu'à l'horloge sans bruit,
Les aiguilles du temps tournent les heures de ta vie.
Quelqu'un, quelque part..

Temps qui passe qui s'éloigne, mais jamais ne s'efface,
Tu sais bien qu'au delà des années rien ne passe.
Vérité qui renait au détour d'un chemin,
Coeurs gravés dans l'écorce, d'un passé déjà loin.
cigarettes et que tombe la nuit.
Dans ta tête, quand t'y penses tu te dis.

Quelqu'un, quelque part, te ressemble un peu.
Courent dans ta mémoire, des routes de feu.
Que tu portes au plus haut, quand ta vie sonne faux,
Quand tu la sens qui tremble au fil de tous tes maux.
Quelqu'un, quelque part, connait tes matins,
Le bleu de son regard, a noyé tes chemins,
Et t'attends simplement qu'à l'horloge sans bruit,
Les aiguilles du temps tournent les heures de ta vie.

Quelqu'un, quelque part
Quelqu'un, quelque part
sur les routes là bas...
Quelqu'un, quelque part.

Christian PERUTI - auteur, compositeur, interprète

Each of us can put a name, a face, on "Someone, Somewhere".
Special thanks to Discovery Playlists, and Trending Music!
Lyrics:
You remember a long time ago, a road in the night,
She was running in the rain to find shelter.
You see her face again like a flash in your life,
A distant image, but intact today.
Cigarettes, and dawn.
In your head, when you think about it, you feel short.

Someone, somewhere, looks a little like you.
Roads of fire run through your memory.
That you carry to the highest, when your life rings false,
When you feel it trembling with all your troubles.
Someone, somewhere, knows your mornings,
The blue of his gaze, has drowned your paths,
And you simply wait for the clock to silently,
The hands of time turn the hours of your life.
Someone, somewhere..

Time that passes that moves away, but never fades,
You know well that beyond the years nothing passes.
Truth that is reborn at the bend of a path,
Hearts engraved in the bark, of a past already far away.
cigarettes and that night falls.
In your head, when you think about it you say to yourself.

Someone, somewhere, looks a little like you.
Running in your memory, roads of fire.
That you carry to the highest, when your life rings false,
When you feel it trembling with all your ills.
Someone, somewhere, knows your mornings,
The blue of his gaze, has drowned your paths,
And you simply wait for the clock without noise,
The hands of time turn the hours of your life.

Someone, somewhere
Someone, somewhere
on the roads over there...
Someone, somewhere.

Christian PERUTI - author, composer, performe

Revenir à l'essentiel

Quelqu'un, quelque part

[Verse 1]
Wires hum in the dead of night,
Neon glow, just a satellite,
Fingers dancing, breaking locks,
Cracking codes on ticking clocks.

[Pre-Chorus]
Every firewall’s just a gate,
Every cipher spells their fate,
Shadow steps, I leave no trace,
I’m a phantom in this place.

[Chorus]
I’m a digital ghost, creeping in the stream,
Sifting through the codes, tearing at the seams.
Buried in the data, hidden in the dark,
I will find your secrets, rip them all apart.

[Verse 2]
Encrypted whispers, silent calls,
Buried files behind firewalls,
One wrong move, the alarms will scream,
But I’m already in your machine.

[Pre-Chorus]
Every password’s just a key,
Every secret’s calling me,
Shadow steps, I leave no trace,
I’m rewriting all your fate.

[Chorus]
I’m a digital ghost, creeping in the stream,
Sifting through the codes, tearing at the seams.
Buried in the data, hidden in the dark,
I will find your secrets, rip them all apart.

[Bridge]
Binary whispers, numbers collide,
Red lights flashing, no place to hide.
You built the walls, but I hold the key,
Now your empire belongs to me.

[Outro]
Delete your name, erase your past,
Ghost in the system, fading fast.
One last breach, and I’m long gone,
Your secrets burn before the dawn.

Digital Ghost

"That's What Friends Are For" is a raw, stripped-down folk-punk anthem that captures the resilience, camaraderie, and bittersweet reflections of everyday life. Built around a driving, percussive acoustic guitar, the song thrives on its rhythmic urgency, with each strum acting as both a pulse and a protest. The lone vocal delivery is direct and heartfelt, carrying a mix of defiance and melancholy, reminiscent of classic Billy Bragg-style storytelling.

Lyrically, the song shifts between moments of nostalgia, frustration, and hope—painting vivid images of fleeting joys with old friends, quiet moments of introspection, and the unshakable feeling of being caught in a system that promises more than it delivers. The recurring chorus, delivered with an almost mantra-like intensity, reinforces the idea that friendship and solidarity are the true anchors in turbulent times.

With no excess instrumentation to hide behind, That's What Friends Are For embraces its simplicity, letting the raw emotion shine through. The stark contrast between the warmth of shared moments and the weight of personal struggle makes it an intimate yet anthemic piece—one that lingers long after the final chord fades.

That's What Friends Are For
You and I, a sunlit sky, and them
We close our eyes and sometimes we pretend

Walk on water, swim against the tide
Gazing at my shoes, I wonder why
But it doesn't stop you trying
And now the sparrows, they're all flying

(Chorus)
That's what friends are for
You know the score
That's what friends are for
That's what friends are for
You know the score

Shadows fall on leaves as they descend
Stand beneath the trees with my old friends
Laugh at jokes I've heard ten times before
It doesn't matter, that's what we're here for

I can't help feeling that they've trained us well
Promising us heaven
While we're living here in hell
How it works out well, it all depends
On you and I, a sunlit sky, and them

But it doesn't stop you crying
And now the sparrows, they're all flying

(Chorus)
That's what friends are for
You know the score
That's what friends are for
That's what friends are for
You know the score

That's What Friends Are For [ Post punk | Singer Songwriter]

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Summer Waves

Great Unknown

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Razor Sharp (Ambient Mix)

Annie (https://soundcloud.com/annie-dieu-le-veut) has a fantastic story of this happening to her, just around the corner from where she lives ... that story now lives within a lovingly supporting musical environment. 
Words, narration and cover by Annie, music and titling by me.

Well of Stars

Imagination

Farewell

Je suis à la recherche d'un label et d'un manager .
 I am  looking for a  label, and a manager.

Quelqu'un, quelque part

Christian PERUTI

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