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MAN UP

Hello tout le monde,voici le premier titre de cette année 2025,faites lui un triomphe s'il vous plait,on ne sait jamais.... et, souvenez-vous.......

Souvenez vous...

L’observateur observé. Un genre de méditation sonore où J’ai voulu mélanger différents genres musicaux avec vers la fin une intervention de Taf, mon ami Sénégalais qui a posé sa très belle voix, c’est un voyage « Inside » car il se passe beaucoup de choses à l’intérieur de notre cerveau humain, entre le conscient le subconscient, le supra conscient, à la fin ça fait beaucoup de monde et ils ne sont pas toujours tous d’accord, on dirait même que des fois il se prennent la tête l’un dit quelque chose, l’autre dit autre chose.
Mais puisqu’en nous subsiste un infini espace d’une grande profondeur où règne la paix, le calme, le silence parfois comme un guide qui nous emmène ailleurs, vers l’invisible, peut être vers cette énergie cosmique, vers les étoiles, vers la lumière, plus haut, plus loin….  

Paroles, chant et musique : Steph Ouna
Cœur et image : Lena https://soundcloud.com/user-262019520
voix Sénégalaise à la fin du morceau : Taf

Une initiative, émotive, passive
Un rêve éveillé
Une bouée qui dérive
au flux et courant des marrées
Sans jamais s’échouer

Croire à son étoile
Connecté à ses pensées
La main posée sur la toile
Libre et se laisser guider
Retrouver un peu d’espoir
De magie de coté

C’est vrai, tu as raison
Je vais maintenant, t’écouter
Si mes tourments te gênent
Je les enverrai en recommandé

Tous ces déserts, amers
N’auront plus aucun effet
Dérision d’éther
Etrange et sur mon caractère

inside

Link to video where I tell the story behind the song : https://youtu.be/cilXaNM0IoI?si=IbBwc2wlxYTwoADH 


In Catholic school, whenever I misbehaved, the nuns used to pull my hair.
If I could go back in time and do it all again, I’d gab some clippers and shave my head bare.
I did eight years of hard time in Catholic school
I was never the kid who was considered cool
Eight straight years of Catholic School and somehow, I survived
Eight straight years of Catholic School.  Thank God I’m still alive  
My first-grade teacher was a nun, who if you’re penmanship was sloppy
She’d make you take all your books and stand there holding them in the back of the room.
She was like a witch except instead of a pointy hat she wore a habit
She carried a crucifix instead of broom.
I did eight years of hard time in Catholic School
I was never the kid who was considered cool
The cafeteria food tasted horrible, but I had to eat it
I had to wash it down with milk that was warm and sour
I’d try to fold my plate in half and throw it away, but the nuns would catch me and make me eat it
It’s like they had this secret food wasting detection superpower
Every year your birthday, it was customary for the kids in the recess yard,
To grab you and kick you and punch you for every year of your age.
I still have flashbacks of a girl with pointy hard black shoes kicking me really hard in my rib cage.
My fifth-grade teacher Sister Margaret she’d been teaching for way too long
It was time for her to retire but they let her teach another year and that was wrong
She had long grey whiskers growing out of her chin
She’d sit at her desk and trim them with of scissors and you sure as hell better not grin
She’d tell cautionary tales about innocent kids who got into cars strangers
She seemed to enjoy describing all the bloody graphic details of the danger.
I did eight years of hard time in Catholic school
I was never the kid who was considered cool
Eight straight years of Catholic School and somehow, I survived
Eight straight years of Catholic School.  Thank God I’m still alive

Catholic School

This is just a song of personal circumstances written in the same phase as “Jigs & Fixtures”.   
Looking back after so many years, I really should not have any regrets.  The song picture is also arbitrary.
Thanks so much for stopping by.

[CREDITS]
Music / Lyrics / Vocals / Arrangement / Programming – Michael C. Lynn
Guitar Solo – Brent Mason @Band_in_a_Box
Violin Solo -  Avery Bright @Band_in_a_Box

[LYRICS]
It's been four years now					
I am still around in these castle walls					
Not yet ready for society bound					
Waiting for chances to call					
But the curtain's falling before the play begins					
Sometimes you make it					
Sometimes you have to give in					
					
In this castle					
For too long I've been here					
See the castle					
Many long to be there									
That's the castle……that's the castle

Card games in the library					
Play truant repeatedly					
Keep on fooling around					
Examination's in a daze					
All the years are gonna waste					
Feeling like a clown					
Empty stages, regret is the only thing					
Run through the pages					
Can't find the right song to sing

In this castle					
For too long I've been here					
See the castle					
Many long to be, long to be there

Requirements must be satisfied					
If you wanna get inside					
Fill the forms and stand in line					
The status that you're aiming					
Dreams you're pursuing					
Future sure looks fine					
Games hall and canteen					
Swimming pool in between					
Are just too fascinating for school-leavers at seventeen				
					
(CHORUS 2)					
Come and join the castle					
We're getting better every year				
Join the castle					
It's nice to have you here
Join the castle					
We're getting better every year				
Join the castle					
It's nice to have you, nice to have you here

The Castle

Pole Shift

The earth shakes below
lightning flashes above
hearts and minds are broken
Poison all around

Nowhere else to go
Everywhere the same
There’s no time at all
where we find ourselves

If we could only see
That we lack nothing
fear would fade away
Only truth would stay

Swallowing the hook
we consume the bait
Can’t agree at all
Save the need for change

Divided in our minds
Can’t tell love from hate
Then before we know
It may be too late

Blind with mental plays
walk into the blaze
Cannot see what’s here
in front of our face

Earth shakes below
lightning flashes above
hearts and minds broken
Poison all around

If we could only see
That we lack nothing
fear would fade away
Only truth would stay

Earth shakes below
lightening flash above
Hearts and minds broken
Poison all around

If we could only see
That we lack nothing
fear would fade away
Only truth would stay

Seeing in real time
Following the way
Having seen what’s real
Only truth will stay

Lightly holding on
As the poles turn round
peaceful through it all
as the world falls down

Pole Shift (2025 Remaster)

Ken (K2 and The Four) beats and composition
Tez (Llanpsych) guitars, bass and mix

This track started off with a percussion stem called Magneto that Ken created for the Eclectic Collective track 'Come and Get Me'. It was in the mix but not prominent. Tez thought it had a dubtechno vibe and ran with that idea - remixing, adding FX and industrial bass and psych guitars. This is the result - hope you like it :))))

MAGNETO

Lyrics

Hey Scratch,
it's my serve ..
Good luck returning this Agassi curve
Channel that inner Sabatini
These musical rallies making me truly free

Forehand to backhand
The net sees you in
Here comes the spin
I'm lobbing you man
Long, Out... Ah TBD
We must scratch more song
Umpirical free
An ace
There's the power of beast practice flower
You just saw my Sampras
Monumental hour

Trem lines through core
This court sees notes played
We're all found as winners serving pure ace

We're aiming for lines
Lines we find
Perfection in musical accuracy timed
Imagery painted
Steffi Graf like good measure
Treasure from feathered true inner peace pleasure

Just like Martina paved true way
Way for the fearless to enjoy their natural day
Day to Day the way they are
Seen on a screen
New homo sapien bar

Scratch, it's your serve
Show me that curve
Varied direction
Be seeding new nerve
Pathways of neurons
New type of ace
Let's enjoy life for a universal pace


We showing that grace
Let's show that grace
Show that grace
Thank you man
Mr and Mrs Sheridan

(Mary and John Sheridan were my next door neighbours when I was younger. We got to use their tennis courts and they have a beautiful family. Mary and John have passed on now, RIP both of you...  but I wanted to appreciate them as I learned to love tennis on their courts and felt reconnected with them making it. Sorry for losing your tennis balls all the time 😆)

Update: Bass added and 2 x Electric Guitar (One lead focused the other rhythm mostly - Twang setting on my Line 6 amp for both runs - no DAW modelling this time) also added keys - piano one run and airy strings one run... both played on a keyboard

Tempo 142 BPM (borrowed from BBC Wimbledon theme song)
Very nicely... I stopped the piece / acoustic guitar which started it at 142 bars... I didn't mean that but I will definitely hold it now as the songs duration aswell... The universe delivered that one. 2 x Acoustic rhythm runs / Drums and Two vocal lead lines so far...

Notes
Let's keep the empowering yourself by a sports person's mindset even if your not playing sport... (to save you listening to me in the poem track... I empower myself by recognising that I am my version of Fernando Alonso at what I do - Music and poems so....)... I just got pole position with the song like I knew I would because qualifying when you're making song is having no doubt whatsoever that your result will be what you want to get out of it. This is vital. We can only make music from a position of calm confidence so using a placebo like tool like I do works really nicely for me...

The only difference in seeing yourself as a 'star' you may respect... There's no competition... But the same mindset can and in my opinion should apply... All incredible sports people visualise what they will do and that prepares their mind to be laser focused on doing it in the moment when it arrives... They have a reference in their mind and the skill along with that imagined reference allows them to execute it more effortlessly and adapt to something they may not have foreseen... They call their own shot in their head and then make it most of the time... Call your shot and you wipe out the doubt because your always happy with your result then before you've made it... If you end up with a pile of shite! Well even the best lose sometimes... Look at Zidane in the World Cup final... He's still one of the greatest footballers of all time... Maybe Materazzi's questionable mindset was too strong for him that day... But we don't need to worry about that crap... We have no one to beat but ourselves... Zidane licked his wounds stopped playing football straight away and is now one of the best managers in the world continuing to build his incredible legacy with the help of an amazing daily mindset of a winner... Winning in the music business (ethically) the way society is.. Extremely difficult... Bring it on!🔆

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