Music made in Garageband.   Sounds best with earphones  😊

The Norwegian Forest   (Original)

Joutes Verbales Compositeur: Christian DEVIENNE  Chant: Baie des anges

Sorrows Of Life

This is a test upload via mobile phone, a first.
The lyrics are in the image.
It does not seem possible to tag this as a 'poetry soundscape', insist on the copyright, confine distribution to the sc platform or do other more refined things.
Sc-mastering would be helpful in this case but is not part of the mobile sc experience 
The first description was lost to the void.
I am not pleased with the restrictions associated with the mobile upload experience on sc.
You will therefore not see me publish anything in the coming weeks.

calories

https://youtu.be/vM4m-a5I4QY

Lies and Deceit

G	  Gm	    G7		   C
Lies and Deceit, you were sly as a fox
C			      G
How could I know the game you play?
G	  Gm	    G7		   C
Anger and grief and trust just disappeared
C		  G
Station call, no reply

A			       E
Did you really think you'd get away with this?
    A                E
it all looks like a hit and miss
  C9	     F9
Stuck in the limousine

Angels and muses, songs in disguise
please take off your tight mask
Balancing challenges, how can you sleep
White-knuckled down to the bone

Bullet ripped your ear
But here you are
Keep your eyes on the getaway car
How dark can this story get?

Did you really think you'd get away with this?
it all looks like a hit and miss
Stuck in the limousine

Lies and deceit, clouding our minds
The library is burning
Closing a deal, sealing a pledge
who do you think you are fooling?

Lies an deceit

Lies And Deceit

Montage et photographies : 
© 2024, Chartrand Saint-Louis
Lien vers la vidéo : https://youtu.be/y3Sg2G7WFLo

Musique :
© 2024, pièce pour deux guitares électriques, titre : "Grisaille", par Albert, 1:57 min.

Mixage et sonorisation par Albert

Grisaille

"Grisaille", par Albert; Mixage, révision et sonorisation par Albert [lien vidéo]

Leaves are falling off the trees 
It’s like they’ve got some bad disease
I can feel the winter doldrums setting in
Like I’ve been popped with a pin
Go out in the yard and grab a rake
Don’t know how much more I can take
I’m wishing we were someplace sunny with palm trees and a beach
Where winter can’t reach
It’s been a crazy trip and somehow, we ended up here
Looks like we’re goanna have winter 
For at least another year
Watching the leaves turn from green to brown, 
They’re falling down
Onto the ground
Those summer days were great
but they went by too fast
We had a blast 
But now they’re past
Some people say they like the like the change of seasons 
But I can think of a lot of reasons
Why I’d rather live in a place that doesn’t get cold
Cause it quickly gets old
On those cold winter mornings
 I’ll have to scrape ice
Off my windshield it’s not goanna be nice
As my fingers grow numb
And frostbite nibbles on my nose  and my toes.
I have PTSD from last winter 
When I walked out of that bar
and I had to spend ten minutes shivering 
while the heater warmed up my car
Driving around with white knuckles 
As you watch for black ice
Every time you tap on the brakes
It Feels like you’re rolling the dice
Watching the leaves turn from green to brown, 
They’re falling down, onto the ground
Those summer days were great
but they went by too fast
We had a blast 
But now they’re past
Autumn’s kind of nice but winter’s coming fast
And we’re goanna get blown away by an icy winter blast
We’ll hunker down inside like two bears in hibernation
And when we go outside, we’ll wish we were on a warm vacation.

Possession

Jonathan Runcie