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sounds very beautiful, a pleasure to listen to, well done

When The Flood Comes To Drown Us

"Courage is not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it. The brave man is not he who does not feel afraid, but he who conquers that fear."  -Nelson Mandela


Soli Deo Gloria!

War Of Courage

Medicin Man

Medicine Man

Keep Me In The Light

The aftermath of a PTSD/Depression period can be joyful often deliriously so, don't be complacent tho the next trigger could be round the corner. Take care of yourselves.

https://music.apple.com/au/album/open-wounds/1656883840?i=1656884332

Open Wounds

Thank you for your support listening to my latest cinematic sound in the new year 2023.

www.karlheinzheimgartner.com 

https://karl-heinz-heimgartner56.my.canva.site/

Single :
Title : The Funny Gate to the Forest
Track : 1.
Genre  : Cinematic 
Artist : Karl Heinz – Heimgartner
Production : Mix and Recording Home Studio
Dat: 06.01.2023
Karl Heinz – Heimgartner ©
Mixing and mastering - www.beatsedit.com/

The Funny Gate To The Forest

A love song..

LYRICS:

All the time we spent apart
I never missed one beat
One beat of your heart
We fall in and out of favour
with the critics of our own design
The cruellest words were yours
Yours and mine
Yours and mine

And all the miles we drove to talk
I never though for a second we could have walked
On tripping over a shoelace
I realised I hadn't tied
it was brought to my attention
that I'd never really been outside
Let's go outside
Let's go outside

Because the night is young
and the light of the moon
will guide our frightened tongues
to loosen, but it's too soon
to tell our right from wrong
Hold me tight
The song is alive
No excuses
Cut me loose
It's not a nuisance
It's a first kiss

Outside

Inner Struggle

Translation above.

Sur le magnifique texte de Lucien Corma, un excellent auteur que je viens de découvrir.
Musique et voix : Myckaël Marcovic

Oublié

Une carte postale aux couleurs effacées
Envoyée par quelqu’un que je ne connais pas
Me dit que tout va bien, que tout est beau là-bas
Dans ce pays lointain que j’avais oublié

Seul dans cette maison où j’essaie de trouver
Un souvenir de moi un objet familier
Je ne vois sur les murs dans des cadres dorés
Que de fiers étrangers à jamais oubliés

Refrain
Oubliée ta voix
Oublié ton chant
Oublié ton rire emporté par le vent
Oubliée ta voix
Oublié ton chant
J’ai oublié ce que je savais de toi

Je suis parti un jour tout habillé de blanc
Je ne me souviens plus si quelqu’un m’attendait
La ville s’éloignait au bout des rails tremblants
J’ai laissé sur le quai un visage oublié

Tous ces gens que je croise à la tombée du soir
Ne savent pas qu’un jour moi aussi je nageais
Dans des eaux bien plus bleues que leur ciel de boulevard
Mais la plage est si loin qu’on l’a tous oubliée
(refrain)

La fraîcheur du matin engourdissait le port
Où le bateaux dansaient avec leurs ventres pleins
Le zigzag de ma vie s’échouait sur le corps
D’une sirène blonde qui me tendait la main

Dans un bar où dansaient des marins enfiévrés
Des filles à moitié nues montraient des dents de loups
Et leurs baisers brûlants me parfumaient le cou
M’emportaient hors du temps, me faisaient oublier
(refrain)
Oublier…

Un voyageur qui part, un autre qui revient
Se croisent sur le quai d’une gare endormie
Partir, puis revenir un jour au même point
Un soir au même point sur le i d’une vie

Paroles de Lucien Corma
Musique de Myckaël Marcovic, 31 janvier 2023

On the text of Lucien Corma, an excellent author that I have just discovered.
Music and voice : Myckaël Marcovic

Forgotten

A postcard with faded colors
Sent by someone I don't know
Telling me that all is well, that all is beautiful there
In this distant country that I had forgotten

Alone in this house where I try to find
A memory of me a familiar object
I see on the walls in golden frames
Only proud strangers forever forgotten

Refrain
Forgotten your voice
Forgotten your song
Forgotten your laughter carried by the wind
Forgotten your voice
Forgotten your song
I have forgotten what I knew of you

I left one day all dressed in white
I don't remember if anyone was waiting for me
The city was moving away at the end of the trembling rails
I left a forgotten face on the platform

All these people that I pass at nightfall
Do not know that one day I too was swimming
In waters much bluer than their sky of boulevard
But the beach is so far that we all forgot it
(refrain)

The freshness of the morning numbed the port
Where the boats danced with their full bellies
The zigzag of my life ran aground on the body
Of a blond mermaid who held out her hand to me

In a bar where fevered sailors danced
Half-naked girls were showing wolves' teeth
And their burning kisses perfumed my neck
Carried me out of time, made me forget
(refrain)
To forget...

A traveler who leaves, another who returns
Cross themselves on the platform of a sleeping station
To leave, then to return one day to the same point
One evening at the same point on the i of a life

Words by Lucien Corma
Music by Myckaël Marcovic, 31 January 2023

Oublié (Lucien Corma / Myckaël Marcovic)

A story-telling folk song about the English Civil War. Legend has it Oliver Cromwell sold his soul to the devil the night before the Battle of Worcester. He won the battle and the war, turning England into a republic for the first and only time, then died seven years to the day later - allegedly the term of his pact with the devil. But a "witness" claimed to have seen him arguing with the devil for twenty-one years, not seven. That's the detail that interests me. I grew up and went to my first school on the site of the battle of Worcester... and on the edge of the wood where Cromwell met the devil (allegedly).

Words, music and all instruments (guitar and various percussion) by me.

21 Summers

Available on Spotify:  https://open.spotify.com/track/0ANydHOtjLVnwMvQ0JN87R?si=VqfYIp66T5aQatTaa35g2g

Gondwana

Most Epic Dream: Weaving indie emotions, electronic pulses, and post-rock textures into a sonic journey of heartfelt introspection. 
#indie #electronic #rock

Most Epic Dream is an Indie/Electronic/Rock music project from Australia, currently based in Adelaide SA.

Most Epic Dream’s songwriter Damian fuses contemporary electronica with elements of rock, pop and other styles.

With one eye on present trends and the ability to draw inspiration from his vast kitbag of influences Most Epic Dream is constantly evolving and creating unique and original compositions that span a wide range of genres within the confines of Damian’s trusty MacBook/logic combo.

Most Epic Dream is looking to collaborate with other artists on new projects so feel free to get in touch if you’re interested.

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