I dig this fat groove so much! Very nice tune!

I just keep on coming back , fantastic my friend !

Typically dense production with so much interest going on. Great to hear Neil Armstrong to!

Groovy fun and funky tune! A pleasure! 😃👏👏

Pour qui je compte     ( Translated following the French text )

Vidéo :   https://youtu.be/9njE-7si0d0
Texte :           Muette
Chant lead : Philippe J
Choeurs :      Liora 

Il y a des carnets
Et des mots égarés
Tout au fond des tiroirs
Et qu'on n'relit jamais
Parce qu'on est en retard
Et qu'y a toujours quelqu'un
Dont il faut prendre soin
Et ce quelqu'un, c'est jamais soi.

Dans la frileuse Flandre,
Sous les chênes et les hêtres,
Il y a ce tas de cendre
Après un feu de fête.
Au milieu, des canettes,
Des souv'nirs jetés là
Qu'on ramass' les yeux las
Pour les trier plus tard, peut-être.

Alors on compte sur ses doigts.
Un' seul' main suffit quand on s'dit :
Pour qui je compte vraiment ?

Les glacières dans le coffre,
La guitare dans sa housse,
On se serre un peu fort.
Un dernier regard pour
Les lits de mousse tassée,
Et les arbres muets
Mêm' quand l' bûch'ron les couche.
Et chacun r'part de son côté.

Alors on compte sur ses doigts.
Un' seul' main suffit quand on s'dit:
Pour qui je compte vraiment ?

Et puis quand la clairière,
S'éclaircit plus encore,
Qu'on sait par cœur le bois,
Ses pièges, ses réconforts,
Assis sur les souches
On se parle à soi-même
En dénombrant ses doigts.
On se demande : Qui m'aime ? Qui m'aime ?
Et une seule main suffit. 

For whom I count on

There are notebooks
And lost words
At the bottom of drawers
That we never reread
Because we're late
And there's always someone
We have to take care of
And that someone is never ourselves.

In chilly Flanders,
Under the oak and beech trees,
There is a pile of ashes
After a festive bonfire.
In the middle, cans,
Memories thrown away
That we pick up with weary eyes
To sort through later, perhaps.

So we count on our fingers.
One hand is enough when we ask ourselves:
Who do I really count on?

The coolers in the trunk,
The guitar in its case,
We hug a little tighter.
One last look at
The beds of packed moss,
And the silent trees
Even when the lumberjack cuts them down.
And everyone goes their separate ways.

So we count on our fingers.
One hand is enough when we say to ourselves:
Who do I really count on?

And then when the clearing
Grows even brighter,
When we know the woods by heart,
Its traps, its comforts,
Sitting on the stumps
We talk to ourselves
Counting our fingers.
We ask ourselves: Who loves me? Who loves me?
And one hand is enough.

Pour qui je compte. avec Philippe J

The Snow Queen – The Fox
October 2025
Duration: 2:15
Listen to more music from the Snow Queen ballet at: soundcloud.com/bruce-klepper-1/sets/the-snow-queen-music-for-danse
Based on a short melody from a Russian gypsy folk song 
Music for Danse Etoile Ballet (www.danseetoile.org) who will be performing The Snow Queen Ballet January 2026 in Colorado.
For violin, clarinet, alto sax, tenor sax, baritone sax, double bass, marimba and percussion.

The Snow Queen - The Fox

here comes the last of the three works on ‘retrospective future’.

background: as alarming as the scenarios are that scientists predict for the year 2100 if there is no rapid change in the way we treat our environment, this future still feels like abstract sci-fi, just beyond our imagination – more than twice as far away as the year 2001 was when kubrick's ‘a space odyssey’ came out.

but then, we watch our granddaughter, who just turned three, riding her scooter, screaming with joy. we realize how incredibly quickly time has passed since we were her age. and we have to think that in 2100, she will be only slightly older than we are today. and suddenly, 2100 becomes just one heartbeat away, an infinitely sad one.

I wrote 'scooting aleece' which originally dealt with a wild friend of us 40 years ago and we loved singing it at our all-night parties for two, albeit with different lyrics. recently, I rewrote the lyrics as a dedication to our granddaughter for the reasons mentioned above. to her and to all other kids her age.

while working on the AI vocals for the original 4/4 arrangement, for some reason I kept hearing a 3/4 beat in my head, which completely turned the entire compositional concept on its head. so, after creating the first version, which was faithful to the original, I created a second one that was completely different. and because it also featured a vocal premiere, I’d like to share this second version first. the first one will come later, if anyone is interested.

©music and lyrics by Hans-Michael Albers, instrumental cover & vocal performance by suno 5

Windy hair, sunny beams in the air
There is no better free
Endless now, every moment a wow
Feeling all you see

Life’s a dance, every turn full of news
Life’s a grand carousel
Days as nights, time’s a far-away thing
There’s no end, little belle
All your world’s just well

Scooting Aleece
Life’s a big ease
Scooting Aleece
Until one day
They gonna take 
Your smile away

We all know, we are burning your world
Making bucks of fire
Drown your dreams in the floods of our greed 
Stocks will rise ever higher

We’ll be gone, long ago, like this song
Just a mote in time
You’ll still there, bear it all along
Have to pay for our crimes

Scooting Aleece
Life’s a big ease
Scooting Aleece 
Until one day
They gonna take 
Your smile away

Scooting Aleece
we wish we could freeze
Scooting Aleece 
This happy day
They couldn’t take
Your smile away

Scooting Aleece
Fly with the bees
Scooting Aleece
Dance under trees
Scooting Aleece
All days like these

Scooting Aleece

Seven years ago, Oddrun and I released a beautiful collaboration titled “Smile” — a heartfelt reinterpretation of the timeless theme from Charlie Chaplin’s Modern Times (1936) 🎬.  Born from a melody that once underscored silent emotions on screen, our version gave it a new voice — tender, human, and full of light.  For some reason, it never made its way to my SoundCloud page… until now. It feels like the right moment to share this piece again — a little fragment of beauty we both cherished.
 I hope it touches you as it once touched us. ✨

Arrangements by Charles Chambaz 
All instruments, effects are performed by myself. 
For more information, see my public Profile
Vocals by Oddrun (@oddrun-eikli)

Smile: A Charles(music) & Oddrun(vocal) Collaboration

Autumn Breath

Carnival Candy

Recorded in Modesto, Ca. Featuring King Chico vocals from The Philippines. Selmer Alto Saxophone solo. Vibraphone solo, Gibson L5 Jazz Guitar Rhythm. Steinway & Sons Acoustic Piano solo. EKO Acoustic Stand-up Bass. Yamaha Acoustic Full drum set kit. Steinway & Sons Acoustic Piano Rhythm.

Make My Move

Dreamland

An upbeat pop song which features a brass section and some cool acoustic guitar playing from Saul B. To me, it’s ended up with a retro 70’s feel even though I used a whole heap of synths to add some extra interest. I hope the arrangement works and I really hope you enjoy listening! 

Song - Heliopolis 5 and Saul Burgess
Acoustic guitar - Saul Burgess
Everything else - Heliopolis 5
Original image - Fengyou Wan on Unsplash


Steppin' On Out

Link to the Youtube vid - https://youtu.be/_nsDeIYUlIM

Lyrics
Well if love’s just a word that you heard 
There’d be no need to be scared of a word
But when down and you’re so solo down
You gotta fly to make someone your ground

What if hope’s just a smile that you show
Has every new path got a chance to be alone
Where I was scared now I’m feeling brave
You’re not the only one that we saved

Dream…I don’t dream anymore
Feel…Just like I’ve felt before 
and before and before

When your trust’s just a must to feel real
Can an empty bubble only dream to heal

Dream…I don’t dream anymore
Feel…Just like I’ve felt before
Seeing…People dying to be saved
Believing…That no good will come from grace 
Yeah no good can come from grace

Are you ready 
For your face to fit the place
To find a mind 
To hide inside 
Of that human race
But I’m still waiting 
For your fate to turn to faith
But is it fair 
To stop the race 
Before you start the chase

So how do you dream 
Cos I don’t dream anymore
How do you feel 
When you’ve felt it all before
What’s worth seeing 
If a worth less can’t be saved
No point believing  
Are you still holding out for faith
You’re telling me you’re giving me love for real
And hope I learn to trust the faith you deal
We know our dreams are bullets hidden inside our sleep
So it’s up to us to bleed the love we need
But you keep telling me you’re giving me love for real
And hope I learn to trust the faith we deal
We know our dreams are bullets hidden inside of sleep
So it’s up to us to bleed the love we need
It’s up to us to bleed the love we need 

But is it love that we need
Or just hope that we can feel
Is it love that we all find
Or just echoes lost inside
Is it love we must believe
An empty heart still has to breathe
So is it love we all need to find
Or is it just echoes lost deep inside
Are we just echoes deep inside
Are we just echoes lost inside


Love echoes

'My Drouthy Cronie' is a line from the Robert Burn's poem, 'Tam o' Shanter', and is a tribute to the many 'drouthy cronies' I have shared time with over the past 60 years or so. Some have passed and some are still alive and kicking. I thank them all for sharing some of their valuable time with me.

My Drouthy Cronie

Inner Quantum Orchestra (iQO)
↓↓↓ Listen to us here: ↓↓↓
https://music.apple.com/ru/artist/iqo/1830499983
https://open.spotify.com/artist/0AfV9rybJTKpVoEucfonOU
https://music.yandex.ru/artist/10271510
https://vk.com/artist/iqo_mtcznjeyndc2nq and on all other digital platforms!
Set list is here > https://soundcloud.com/key-project/sets/jazz-rock-set-list

Fast Lane

I enjoy producing upbeat tracks spanning a range of pop styles. I really hope you have fun listening to them. I write my tracks using GarageBand and hopefully I am improving my writing, arranging and production skills. I do not use AI in any of my compositions.

Steppin' On Out

Heliopolis 5

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