Christmas

Bridge of Gold (Christmas 23)

Daily Drops 2023

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Indie and folk songs in a minor key

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Cold out

The rain it raineth every day

A loss of balance is fatal when you're close to the edge (acoustic songs)

🎸 𝗝 𝗜 𝗠 🎙

Lyrics & vocal : UK Man
Music, instruments & mix : PJ Project

Truckers X - Mas W/ UK Man

Tell Us A Christmas Story

Thank you so much for all your kind words about this song, I composed it to be a thank you note to Ivory League, for sharing his,  ....  Ivory (White) Christmas .... story, please visit his link.  soundcloud.com/dksale/ivory-christmas


Charlie Russell
charliehrussell@aol.com
I Continue To Smile
2013

http://www.jango.com/music/Charlie+Russell

Key=Bb , Tempo 90, Length (m:s)=4:47

Instrumental Adult Contemporary Smooth Jazz Blues R&B Soul.

Instruments are :
Solos on Jazz Electric Guitar and Acoustic Grand Piano.
Rhythm Selection, Acoustic Bass, Electric Rhythm Guitar and Chamber Strings Ensemble, Drums.

Unsigned Songwriter / Producer Charlie Russell, with my infectious melodies and inventive arrangements makes my radio friendly and artistically triguing 
smooth jazz feel will go alone ways towards establishing this sound.  

There are moments of cool soulful grooves, with hip rides in jazz improvisation, and the ripping funk bass, Sax and Horn lines are both the hot and cool.

My keyboard work will feel so good, I will shock you with my electrically charged guitar solos.

Charlie Russell is a unsigned self-taught musician / songwriter / arranger / producer; his recordings are intentionally melodic, giving you this highly 
enjoyable first look.

Tell Us A Christmas Story

She's Playing Games (Summer acoustic)

The Fortress

Lost a girl

To the River, To the Sea (Rough cuts and demos 6)

She cast a spell

The Labyrinth

The Sound Of Silence Boy

The Climb

Milan Kundera is Dead

Desperation

RAW MEAT (TECHNO 2023)

RAW MEAT

Quand on a la tête comme un bloc-note et qu'en plus on est resté un enfant avec tout son imaginaire et sa folie , cela donne une chanson amusante réalisée par deux copains qui ont 112 ans à tous les deux ... 😁😃
⛔ATTENTION⛔ !!! Contient des rimes en " otte et oque " pour ceux qui sont allergiques 😈
Compositeur/Musicien : Philippe SEGUINARD
Auteur-Mélodiste/Chant : Guillaume DULER
Chant : Sylvie TIRET
When your head's like a notepad and you're still a child with all your imagination and craziness, you get a fun song by two friends who are both 112 years old ... 😁😃
⛔ATTENTION⛔!!! Contains "otte et oque" rhymes for those who are allergic 😈
Composer/Musician: Philippe SEGUINARD
Songwriter/Melodist/Vocals: Guillaume DULER
Vocalist : Sylvie TIRET

Lyrics:
Dans mon bloc-note
Je dénote sans fautes
Comme un Don Quichotte
J'ai la tête qui flotte
Dans mon bloc-note
Ça funk et ça rock
Je change d'époques
Saute mouton saute !
Dans mon bloc-note
Je casse mes menottes
Je m'échappe du bloc
Les gardiens s'en moquent

Capitaine à docks
Sauve mes bébés phoques
Ma banquise part en flotte
Mon climat perd la note

Dans mon bloc-note
De bric et de broc
Pensées en bougeotte
Cerveau sans jugeotte
Dans mon bloc-note
L'araignée débloque
J'suis pas seul mon pote
On est en colloc 
Dans mon bloc-note
Y'a des anecdotes
Remplies de coyotes
A l'allure glauque

Capitaine à docks
J'en perds mes dreadlocks
J'tombe dans les compotes
Je veux sortir de ma grotte

Dans mon bloc-note
Y'a des phrases idiotes
Qui sont sans culottes
Petites patriotes
Dans mon bloc-note
J'suis pas un despote
Tous les mots me bote
Même les équivoques
Dans mon bloc-note
Je suis astronaute
Un peu cosmonaute
Même taikonaute

Capitaine à docks
Ouvre moi ta porte
Ma valise en plastoc
A reçu trop de chocs

Dans mon bloc-note
Des mémos en stocks
Les yeux à la coke
Je voudrais dire STOP !

In my notepad
I write without mistakes
Like a Don Quixote
My head is floating
In my notepad
It's funk and rock
I change eras
Jump sheep jump!
In my notepad
I break my handcuffs
I escape from the block
The guards don't care

Captain to the docks
Save my baby seals
My ice floe floats away
My climate loses its note

In my notepad
Of odds and ends
Thoughts on the move
Brains without gumption
In my notepad
The spider unlocks
I'm not alone, buddy
We're roommates 
In my notepad
There are anecdotes
Filled with coyotes
With a gloomy look

Captain of the docks
I'm losing my dreadlocks
I'm falling in the compotes
I want to get out of my cave

In my notepad
There are some silly phrases
That have no panties
Little patriots
In my notepad
I'm no despot
I'm not a despot
Even equivocations
In my notepad
I'm an astronaut
A little cosmonaut
Even a taikonaut

Captain of the docks
Open your door
My plastic suitcase
Has received too many shocks

In my notepad
Memos in stock
Coke in my eyes
I'd like to say STOP!

© Philippe SEGUINARD & Guillaume DULER  Novembre 2023

Bloc-Note 📔  (feat Sylvie Tiret) TRANSLATED

Une ode aux perdants , à ceux qui n'arriveront jamais les premiers ...
Compositeur - Musique : Philippe SEGUINARD
Auteur mélodiste - Chant : Guillaume DULER
Chant : Sylvie TIRET
An ode to the losers, to those who will never get there first ...
Composer - Music : Philippe SEGUINARD
Songwriter - Vocals : Guillaume DULER
Singer : Sylvie TIRET
Lyrics:
Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos étoiles
Même si le ciel est déjà mort
C'est vrai qu'elles brillent encore
Mais la plupart ont mis les voiles

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos défaites
A la puissance des vaincus
Nous nos blessures ont survécus
Quand leurs victoires sont obsolètes

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos amours
A celles qui saôulent de souvenirs
Celles qu'on n'a pas pu retenir
Mais auxquelles on pense toujours

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos héros
Aux révoltés aux cœurs ouverts
Ceux qu'ont joué avec l'enfer
La vie tatouée sur la peau

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos succés
Ces étranges malentendus
C'est à peine ce qu'on a voulu
Et tout juste ce que l'on pouvait

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos enfances
Illusions perdues à jamais
Comme la douleur d'un condamné
Qui sait qu'il va mourir d'avance

Levons nos verres aux regrets
Aux perdants de la gloire
Cicatrices laissées
Dans un coin de mémoire
Aux survivants sans médailles
A nous les moins que rien
Sur nos champs de batailles
Ombres du quotidien

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos fantômes
Toutes ces peurs qui nous soutiennent
Main dans la main elles nous souviennent
Vers la dernière demeure des hommes

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos futurs
Retournons nous voir s'ils nous suivent
Mais y'a personne pas âme qui vive
Y'a même pas de rats sur les ordures

When do we drink to our stars
Even if the sky is already dead
It's true they still shine
But most of them are gone

When do we drink to our defeats
To the power of the defeated
Our wounds have survived
When their victories are obsolete

When do we drink to our loves
To those soaked in memories
The ones we couldn't hold back
But still think of

When we drink to our heroes
To the rebels with open hearts
Those who played with hell
Life tattooed on their skin

When we drink to our successes
These strange misunderstandings
It's hardly what we wanted
And only what we could

When we drink to our childhoods
Illusions lost forever
Like the pain of a condemned man
Who knows he's going to die in advance

Let's raise a glass to regrets
To the losers of glory
Scars left
In a corner of memory
To survivors without medals
To us less than nothing
On our battlefields
Shadows of everyday life

When we drink to our ghosts
All these fears that sustain us
Hand in hand they remind us
To the last resting place of men

When we drink to our futures
Let's go back and see if they follow us
But there's no one, no soul
Not even rats in the garbage

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER  Novembre 2023

Ivre"S" (feat Sylvie Tiret) Version intégrale TRANSLATED

CAMPANAS DEL ALMA

Taken from the upcoming full length debut album (TBR mid-2024)
(p) & (c), 2023.
Youtube link: https://youtu.be/F8sinHhDbp8
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Lyrics:
Listen from far beyond
listen you crowd of loss
listen you all, a generation of pain 
that felt destruction so close

listen people who wheep
that you are the chosen sheep
a sheep that will live, forever you will
and without any bleed

and the seasons are changing
and the days are passing by, while fighting the good fight
and the time feels like raging, an unstoppable light 
and now i am saying...you can't go wrong! 

I hear some people sing, 
i hear some people scream,
i know we all, being under the sky  
in this place where we breathe and dream

listen around the globe,
embrace what u  really love
with body and soul you have to give in
 and never let it go!

Rock and Roll Kills

You Can't Go Wrong!

GOLDIGGERS, HOUSES AND FAST CARS

A tongue in cheek look at life and something we all must of thought about in our younger days on our journey to becoming a Rockstar that nearly but never actually happened.
Could we really cope with fame & fortune and turn into a complete and utter paranoid, drunken, drug using woe is me individual.
We had a lucky escape guys 🤣
Thanks to Dirk from The Gatsbys for his contribution on the guitar work an excellent performance from Denmarks finest. One of the best things about Soundcloud is meeting like minded people and collaborating. Look forward to seeing what 2024 brings. Have a great Christmas and New Year and thanks for all the listens, likes, reposts and comments. 
Special thanks to Noobly for us his hard work in writing and producing such wonderful instrumentals. It’s two years since we started the Conscience Of Kings project and we have recorded over a 100 songs together. We have been interviewed by the BBC and had airplay from many radio stations and podcasts.Released singles, Eps and an album on all major streaming services, ended up on many playlists.
It’s been a journey and without Soundcloud it wouldn’t have happened . Thank you 🙏 

V1

I wanna blond headed girl that is 
gonna really rock my world 
And make me  feel special 
I wanna house by the sea just for her and me 
We’re we can make a  family 
I wanna drive to feel alive cruise down ocean drive
Feel the wind blowing my in my hair
I wanna be that man who said it can
anytime he wants to 


Chorus 

But it all comes at a cost
When you lose sight of what you got
The things that make you who you are 
Give me a little 
Dignity 
Give me a little  
integrity 
Over gold diggers 
Houses and extremely fast cars 


V2
Am I the green eyed monster
Who’s failed to conquer 
Total World domination 
Am I only joking 
But my ego still needs stroking 
So what are you waiting for
This will never end well 
And I guess you can tell
It’s just a lullaby daydream 
We all have big ideas
With even bigger fears 
So I will just stop there 

Chorus

Goldiggers, Houses and Fast Cars   -   Conscience of Kings with The Gatsbys

Listen to "Granular Dreams".  A hypnotic Industrial/Tribal mind-tripping musical odyssey into the universes of our dreams. Close your eyes and dream to the music of Bial.  With the collaboration and vocals of Humano.  #Ambient #Electronic

Granular Dreams

Bridge of Gold

This little keyboard melody was done hover an improvisation with some bowls I recorded few months ago. I like the textures they provide.  Since then, I got my own bowls and I started to play with.

Berceuse

THE LOUNGE

THE BOY - NEW MOON
Everything by THE BOY
Out on everywhere now❣
Listen on Spotify : https://open.spotify.com/intl-ja/album/4DXBz2wHbfVndgLZuF2FM3?si=enssh-eVSc2S-7p_h3YnnQ

I sang the feeling just like that I want to disappear. I expressed the feeling by comparing it to the new moon. 

*FREE DOWNLOAD on SC!
I HOPE YOU ENJOY & SPREAD THE WORD!*

NEW MOON

(I replaced the previous file with this new, improved and longer version.)  I hope you will listen again to this version!  Finding the way is as simple as following a smell, a sound, a premonition, a previous experience, spiritual guide, (and Google!). My inner compass is to trust my instincts, my senses and conscience. Life is way too complicated, and sometimes there are no right answers.  In music, I can usually find my way to the end of a song.  When it happens, the reward is beautiful! (somethings it takes many tries too!)
Yamaha DGX 660 Natural Strings

The Way

Aria - A Moment in Time

This is the self title track from the upcoming debut album of Shock The Algorithm my friends (tbr mid-2024)!
 Enjoy...ROCK AND ROLL KILLS!
 (p) & (c) 2023, STA.
Youtube link: https://youtu.be/OKGfQuK63Ng
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 lyrics:
So you had enough today?
I thought u'll visit us one day
Was waiting for another sunray
to hear you once again prevail

I thought you'd live forever
i dreamed our bonds would never sever
at least you did one more last endeavour
and that's why i would admire you forever

You lived your life and that was fine
it was super cool and you were on the first line
you didn't pretend , you neved showed off
you didn't have tattoos or fake persona blastoff

You lived your life, till your 49
and afterwards your soul forevermore shine
your face is now on t-shirts, your name on NY street
and that's why i sing and say....ROcknRoll kills anywayyyy

You toured nonstop for 22 years
thank god there was music and brushed away your fears
you got bullied so many times
and then you wrote the world's top class rhymes

For them you were the underdog, the freak 
for us a legend and not the weak
you gave us hope, the music & soul 
You were so true and not a fake persona blastoff

Audiobake original open Collab + additional synths)

Check out AudioBake on #SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/QU71h

Enjoy!

Cyberian collabs playlist:
Listen to Cyberian - Open Collab Tracks, a playlist by AudioBake on #SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/5WM8G

Image from Pinterest:
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Cyberian remix (Audiobake)

A real joy to have Karin-Maria Brunner join me on this song. She has really done an amazing job with my basic track. My grateful thanks and deepest appreciation to you, Karin-Maria. (@user-53145152-479345033)
https://soundcloud.com/karin-maria-brunner

K-M: Epic pad, Vintage synthesiser strings, harp, violin, viola, cello, crash, bass, processing, mixing and mastering 
Me: vocals, guitars, drums, keyboards

Promise Me (Brian Peters)

It's hard to believe
Takes courage of man to admit it
There's a memory within me
The sound of your name recalls it

We're living in days
Dancing too close to the heat
There's pockets of fires
Scattered all over the streets

*Promise me baby
You won't let another come between our love
Promise me baby
You won't imprison the dove*

They tied up the servant
They killed the messenger
Made a home explosive
Marked it ‘return to sender’

There’s a crack in the conscience
A finger of light in the skies
There’s bug on your telephone
Your windows are full of eyes

It’s the day of the aliens
Night of the UFOs
They took all the war brides
The baby boomer girls

There’s halls of illusion
Perverted sex on the screen
Young minds in confusion
Old men with adolescent dreams

The prophet is dishonoured
Especially in his own home
I’ve been reading Borges
Listening to Leonard Cohen

There’s sex on the telephone
A hundred iniquity dens
But the women are sexless
There are no real men

There’s blood on the doorposts
The angel of death is near
Speak softly, darling
Even the walls have ears

There’s a place in the hills
It’s like the top of Masada
It’s the gateway to paradise
Or the scene of a murder

Well, the world’s getting smaller
It’s like a one horse town
But the circle gets faster
As it spirals down

And the more things are changing
The more they are the same
And I sound like my daddy
I guess he felt the same

Promise Me

Who could blame them for being giddy?  They finally had him….got the mugshot, and in a few months he’d be tried & convicted, and best of all, out of their way for good.  Some may question their motives & methods, but hey, it was up to them to save democracy, right?  
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For this one, I rounded up my fantasy band, the Famous Texas Men Of Note, to perform at the imaginary Seven Sisters Dance Hall, some 40 miles west of Austin, in the heart of the Texas Hill Country.  The crowd wasn’t huge that night, but it was plenty raucous.  Needless to say, we brought the house down.  We always do.

LYRICS
Finally bagged the prize,
Event commemorated with a photograph,
A delightful list of crimes,
Got ‘em prancin’ with the lawyers down the primrose path,
The scribes down in the court,
Breathlessly report,
With a glee they can’t contain,

Oh they’re giddy….

Giddy like the rats that swarm the sewage slag,
Giddy like the vultures, feasting on the rotted culture,
That has spawned them from its womb,
And they tell us all how grateful we should be,
Cause they’re doing it to save democracy.
 
Yeah all fortitude & grit,
Our protectors wouldn’t quit,
On this noble quest,
There would be no rest,
Staged sudden raids, drew dossiers,
Tried Russian links, threw kitchen sinks,
To cage the dreaded pest,
Damn the proper form,
They’ve snared Le Bete Orange,
Slam the gavel, bring the charge,

And now they’re giddy…..

Giddy like the buzzards circling o’er their prey,
Giddy like the varmints, chewing on the hated target,
While the judges hold him still,
Giddy like the frantic hawks, flailing with their shrilly squawks,
The fear they just can’t kill,
Damn the coming storm,
Now they’ve booked Le Bete Orange,
Slam the gavel, bring the charge,
Hey, the law may be applied unequally,
But it’s the only way to save democracy.

I beg you Lovely Lady, turn your head away,
Away from the shame, away from the pain,
America, America, how did we let it get this far?
We are your sons, what have we done?
What have we done……….

Ah but giddy doesn’t last, when the vengeance & the wrath,
Shred the piers that bear the load,
No it won’t be so hysterical, when even Heaven’s miracle,
Can’t keep our father’s code, 

Oh but decision day is nigh, & the beast is still alive,
And far too many still believe…..

So arrest the Monster!...show it on TV,
Silence him & anyone who won’t concede,
There’s no time for constitutionality,
When the mission is to save democracy.

Giddy (now with lyrics)

I was inspired by "Get Back" by The Beatles, but I'm not talented enough to do that. Instead I had fun with my synths and recorded this.

Further Back (Almost but not quite a Beatles cover)

Winter

PLAYGROUND 2024

WONDERLAND

Hooray it’s Christmas Day
Cole Coldheart: rhythm guitar and vocals
Mike Shea: Everything else except percussion, including vocals and sleigh bells
Blake Shea: percussion 

Recorded and mixed by Shea Studios 

Hooray it’s Christmas Day 
Wise men pray Hosanna 
Hooray it’s Christmas Day 
Santa finally 
Gets some sleep

Hooray it’s Christmas Day 
Shepherds cry Hosanna 
Hooray it’s Christmas Day 
Come gather 
Round the tree

And the one who cried
Lived and died
Walks here 
Within the tree lights
And the sounds
Of ripping wrapping 
Echo I love yous

And the one wept
Rose and left
Talks here
Within our banter
And the sounds
Of easy laughter 
Echo alleluias 

Hooray it’s Christmas Day
Angels sing Hosanna
Hooray it’s Christmas Day 
This one’s for yer Ma

Hooray it’s Christmas Day 
And this one’s 
From Amazona 
Hooray it’s Christmas Day 
Let’s open presents 
With the Lord

Hooray it's Christmas Day with the Sheas

words and music K Gennery
written and recorded 2017 when a Real Christmas was possible.

Its Christmas time dont drink no more falling down wine.
Or the bells will be in your head and not from the sleighs outside.
Its Christmas time, no snow but rain with a little shine
and you will still be mine this Christmas.

See the proud smile of everyman, around him gather his family clan.
He carves he saws but the knifes real blunt, he feels a bit of a silly.....one ;)
Then somebody will say what we all know that a woman is the heartbeat of every home.
Shes worked shes slaved for this one day and when its all done they all walk away.
With a sink full of washing up and a distant cry of mum thanks alot
its a real Christmas its a real Christmas.

The tvs on and the snorings already begun, but theres games to be used
to keep the children amused.
With choccies in one hand oh reluctantly some stand
and make their way to the table to play.

It warms the cockles of ones heart to witness three generations taking part.
They shout they scream hey theres been a cheat
and find the evidence at grandpas feet.
With a clap and a cheer the games declared void its a laugh a miniute for all the girls and boys.
Its time to take a piccie or two, now all squeeze together you know what to do.
Something for us all to remember this very special day
the 25th of December.
its a real Christmas its a real Christmas.

Is that the Northern star? Such a wonderous sight, oh no ive been mistaken
its just Daves light.

Unknown album (10/07/2018 18:29:35)

real christmas

Recorded this either last year or the year before. I think last year. Either way forgot it existed, but tis the season

Reindeer Can Fly

Music from the Hill- Indie rock from near Oxford, UK.
Latest Nightshift review Nov 24 http://nightshiftmag.co.uk/2024/nov.pdf
Nightshift review Oct 2023 Top Track http://nightshiftmag.co.uk/2023/oct.pdf
Nightshift magazine demo review (Nov 2022): 
http://nightshiftmag.co.uk/2022/nov.pdf
Nightshift demo review from Jan 2022: http://nightshiftmag.co.uk/2022/jan.pdf
https://linktr.ee/arrowsofthesun

Bridge of Gold

Arrows of the Sun