I’m really enjoying exploring your music this morning. I really like your sound and songs. I particularly like the soft mellow sound you get on your voice- love that organ coming jn there too!

A really great arrangement. I love the rhythm guitars! Great job!

Some lovely minor chord progressions. Excellent vocal performance.

like the beat and rhythm here..hopeful/uplifting..also very important lyrics message these days...there is really a cycle of evil it seems flowing around the world and we have to face it,not givein/up, and remember there are wonderful things around us and more good than evil..the good just needs to organize

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Underneath the sorry skies
There are still things to find
That will make you smile
That will make you smile

In the snakepit of my mind
Just tryin' to survive
There's always a way out
There's always a way out

Is this the deepest I can dive, the highest I can fly?
We’re all bleeding but for what it’s worth
We’re tryin’, we’re still trying

There’s still hope in this world
Decent people as good as good their word
As good as their word, as good as their word

Is this the deepest I can dive, the highest I can fly?
We’re all bleeding but for what it’s worth
We’re tryin’, we’re still trying
Underneath the sorry skies
There’s still things to find
Is this the highest I can fly?
Is this the deepest I can dive?

Underneath the Sorry Skies

This song began one morning while I was "noodling" on the guitar, key of G, 5th fret capo using D shapes, (for the guitarists out there:), and thought it the beginning of a promising recipe for a song; but it sounded a little thin.  It needed some extra seasoning and a little protein, so I sent it to Debra Buesking for her culinary expertise and she supplied all the lovely touches it needed.  It's now ready to serve, our version of "Noodle Soup". Enjoy:)  
Listen to more tasty treats Debbie has cooked up @debra_buesking

Noodle Soup (with Debra Buesking, piano)

Above Dreams

Above Dreams (DEMO)

Delphine Portier:  Vocals, Art Work
Richard Gonfrier:  All instruments, Vocals, Mix & Master https://soundcloud.com/richardgonfrier
Dirk Taubenheim: Guitar, Vocals

I had this 8-track demo of a sad lovesong. Richard liked it and asked me to send over the stems in order to "try something". What he sent back hit me like a hammer. Damn, that was beautiful! He' d turned my sad indie ballad into a sweet french pop song with the amazing Delphine Portier on b-vocs. Merci beaucoup, chers ami!

Dedicated to Sara. Thanks for the attention!

There' s still something  ft. Richard Gonfrier

Official video via this link: 

https://youtu.be/hTVqDsQmymU?si=gREErNDuCOFMVDI2

music & drums performed on Roland Jupiter 80 
Written & produced by Mike Molino, Mastered at @woods_studio
Wolf photo courtesy of michaelsongs visit their YouTube page here: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCaKGeO4yHBqhe2nu9TTFOZA

Ran to the mountain top but still not high or far enough away 
I still could hear them call my name 
Chocking on soda pop it fizzled to my tired and worried brain 
For a moment I forgot their pain 
Love, Used to hold each other when the day was done
Love, Now we duck and cover cause we can’t outrun 
My girl is beautiful sharp mind hot body personality 
She brings to life my wildest dreams 
My mind is hijacked thinking real is fake 
now true and fantasy is on a collision course full steam 
Love, Acting like a stranger but I know you well
Love, Waving to each other from across the cell 
deja vu  I lose my mind just thinking bout you
But then it’s 
Holy smokes when you come around here 
Oh yeah 
Believe in me like I believe in you 
She has a softer side when showcased on the full sized movie screen
But when the lights go down oh no
From far away the hurricane looks like a pillow in the blue 
The silver lining hides the truth 
Love, Used to hold each other when the day was done
Love, Now we duck and cover cause we can’t outrun 
Love, Acting like a stranger but I know you well
Love, waving to each other from across the cell
I used to get real scared just thinking bout it WWIII 
now psychopathic thugs have got nothing on me
But still it’s 
Holy smokes when you come around here

come around here

Words/Music by Netta&McGill
Available on Spotify, YouTube, iTunes and other music streaming platforms

Thank you for stopping by and listening
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Where to go 
When you’ve been so many places?
Where to stay 
When everywhere is home

Who to greet 
With these all familiar faces?
Staying put
Even though you want to roam

Oh you will find it - Ooooooo
Surely you’ll find it - Ooooooo

What to pack 
With limited possessions?
What to drive
The key lost long ago

How to pinpoint 
Where are your dear obsessions?
Never lost 
Even though the signs won’t show

Oh, you will find it - Oooooo
Surely you’ll find it - Oooooo

What to fear 
When you were never harmed
Who to trust 
When deceit is yet unknown

Who to love
When already you are charmed
You will see
You won’t question, you will know

Oh, you will find it - Oooooo
Surely you’ll find it - Oooooo

You Will Find It

D'après le film " The Man from Earth " de Richard Schenkman . On a remplacé le personnage principal par un tueur professionnel 😱 !!! 
Based on the film "The Man from Earth" by Richard Schenkman . We replaced the main character with a professional killer 😱 !!!! 

Composer : Philippe SEGUINARD 🚲
Songwriter : Guillaume DULER 🛶 

Lyrics :
Il paraît qu'il n'y a pas de sot métier
Le mien c'est tout simplement de tuer
Je suis l'meilleur dans ma catégorie
J'ai ôté la vie dans tous les pays
Je travaille pour tous les gouvernements
Les rois , les riches maffieux les présidents
Je suis très cher mais je suis efficace
Quand j'élimine je ne laisse pas de trace

Oh les scènes de crimes !

J'ai liquidé pas mal de vrais méchants
Mais comme j'assassine pour le plus offrant
Je ferme aussi les yeux des faux gentils
Car pour moi toutes les vies ont un prix

Oh les scènes de crimes !

Je frappe tel un virus sans distinction
Je n'ai pas de lois pas de religions
Je suis bien né avant toutes ces chimères
J'ai 14 000 ans et des poussières

Holocène de crime

Personne n'a jamais vu mon visage
Je suis une ombre un fantôme sans âge
Je suis un salaud dix fois millénaire
Toujours debout sur cette pauvre Terre
Pourtant je peux mourir à chaque instant
C'est pour vieillir que je mets plus de temps
Je sais que c'est très difficile à croire
Les preuves sont dans vos livres d'histoires

Holocène de crime

They say there's no such thing as a fool's job
Mine is simply to kill
I'm the best in my category
I've taken lives in every country

I work for every government
Kings, rich mafiosi, presidents
I'm very expensive but I'm efficient
When I eliminate I leave no trace

Oh the crime scenes!

I've taken out a lot of real bad guys
But since I murder for the highest bidder
I also close my eyes to false good guys
Because for me, all lives have a price

I strike like a virus without distinction
I have no laws, no religions
I was born before all these chimeras
I'm 14,000 years old and counting

Holocene of crime

No one has ever seen my face
I'm a shadow, an ageless ghost
I'm a bastard ten thousand years old
Still standing on this poor Earth

Yet I could die at any moment
It takes me longer to grow old
I know it's hard to believe
The proof is in your history books

Holocene of crime

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER 2024

Holocène De Crimes   TRANSLATED

Me and my younger son fell in love with this beautiful country and its people when we visited B.C. and Alberta in 2023 doing a roundtrip of 7500 km starting from Vancouver. The picture was taken on Vancouver Island near Tofino. View on what should be Wickaninnish Island. Before Tofino, we took the Inside Passage by Ferry starting from Prince Rupert to Port Hardy. One of most beautiful Boat trips I ever did.

Demo Songs 2023

Falling for Canada

same shit, different year.........another one of my favs from the great man.....cheers for having a listen


The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN
 William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll
 With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger
 At a Baltimore hotel society gath’rin’
 And t   he cops were called in and his weapon took from him
 As they rode him in custody down to the station
 And booked William Zanzinger for first-degree murder
 But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears
 Take the rag away from your face
 Now ain’t the time for your tears
 
 William Zanzinger, who at twenty-four years
 Owns a tobacco farm of six hundred acres
 With rich wealthy parents who provide and protect him
 And high office relations in the politics of Maryland
 Reacted to his deed with a shrug of his shoulders
 And swear words and sneering, and his tongue it was snarling
 In a matter of minutes on bail was out walking
 But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears
Take the rag away from your face 
 Now ain’t the time for your tears
 
 Hattie Carroll was a maid of the kitchen
 She was fifty-one years old and gave birth to ten children
 Who carried the dishes and took out the garbage
 And never sat once at the head of the table
 And didn’t even talk to the people at the table
 Who just cleaned up all the food from the table
 And emptied the ashtrays on a whole other level
 Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane
 That sailed through the air and came down through the room
 Doomed and determined to destroy all the gentle
 And she never done nothing to William Zanzinger
 But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears
 Take the rag away from your face
 Now ain’t the time for your tears
 
 In the courtroom of honor, the judge pounded his gavel
 To show that all’s equal and that the courts are on the level
 And that the strings in the books ain’t pulled and persuaded
 And that even the nobles get properly handled
 Once that the cops have chased after and caught ’em
 And that the ladder of law has no top and no bottom
 Stared at the person who killed for no reason
 Who just happened to be feelin’ that way without warnin’
 And he spoke through his cloak, most deep and distinguished
 And handed out strongly, for penalty and repentance
 William Zanzinger with a six-month sentence
 Oh, but you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears
 Bury the rag deep in your face
 For now’s the time for your tears

The Lonesome Death Of Hattie Carroll

Roofpop

"John Denver was born Henry John Deutschendorf Junior at Roswell, New Mexico, the son of an air force pilot. As such, he led a peripatetic life from an early age, but would say later that for him, moving to Colorado was like coming home. He and his first wife Annie - the love of his life - bought some land at Starwood in Aspen
The Denver's moved to Starwood at Christmas 1970, at which time the area had been developed only minimally. They built a five bedroom eco-friendly house and a guest house on the 7.6 acre plot. This mushy, sentimental composition is John Denver's coming home song.
After his tragic death in a plane crash in October 1997, fans wanted to convert the Starwood property into a museum, but it was put on the market and sold for $3.68 million. "                   Songfacts

Mastered Track: Distrokid Mixea
Image: Sergey Guk 

Starwood in Aspen-John Denver (Cover)

Freak

This a companion track to "Stay the F--k Out of Ukraine" uploaded in 2022) Let's not become desensitized to all the destruction and human loss at the hands of the Russian Invasion of Ukraine. Over 3 years of sustained violence with some of the heaviest drone and missile attacks being being  this week with attacks on civilian centres - Apartment Buildings, Neighbourhood playgrounds, Schools, Hospitals, Transportation centres/routes, Power generation . Wanton destruction. Mass graves. ICC, where are you?  Slava Ukraini. Putin could end it all as easily as he started this, faster than Trump claimed he could end it. LEAVE! and pay for all the damage in property and human lives wasted needlessly. Time for the Dinosaur of the old USSR  to go.

Lyrics:

Dinosaur 

Сволочь (You B******d)
Stop your shooting…Mr Putin…stop your shooting…( now!)
I bet you were a lonely child
Pulling legs and wings off flies
You cannot hide the dead behind your eyes
I bet you got no love from Mummy
Never even loved a woman
What you gunna get you will deserve
With malice towards none and charity for all  (Lincoln)
But you got malice towards all and charity for none
Stand your citizens in a line
They believe your every lie
“Tactical manoeuvres?” …my ass!
You wanna shell every woman and child
Then you threaten to vaporise
Leave them just shadows on the wall
You’re a dinosaur (x6)         …you should be extinct
You’re just a school-yard bully
Out of state and out of Country
And if we say the word “war”…ya gunna slap us all in chains
Stop your shooting…Mr Putin…stop you’re shooting now! (x4)
прекрати стрелять  (stop your shooting) 

Wigmore: Music and Production, additional vocals
Allen : Lyrics, Guitars, Bass. Vocals:

Wigmore Allen Gibbons - Dinosaur (Stop Your Shootin Mr Putin)

Had a listen to the previous upload again today and the vocal arrangement was quite messy so it just got the power and clarity the song deserves. Let's go Art. You will deliver my kids what they need over and above my love. When I'm gone you're still gonna deliver that love forever too. Schweeeet. A musical life reference book for my kids. Nice

Well kids here's what your Dad says! 🧂🧂🫶🏽
Fuck money... Do what you love and change your world by creating whatever that love is. That's more valuable to you as a person no matter what your bank balance reads. Fact. Timed right you should also gain affluence from that love early in life too if you stick at it. Just believe it and do it and you will get what you endeavour for. You are a mirror. People won't understand your light and love and when that happens just tilt direction to find people that do and you can amplify that together. This is particularly important to understand before you enter deep romantic relationships. Ideally the person you end up with should reflect your good side and visa versa. You'll find more daily peace seeking that out and ultimately being comfortable in your own skin not in a relationship until you do. You may never find that life partner and that's ok too. It's your world not someone else's so make it a better world for yourself and the people you effect everyday. Remember this... Whatever negative you absorbed as kids from me and your amazing Mum is not you and it's not your fault. This is just a challenge we all face and again being aware of this young will help you deal with those demons sensibly. Focus on our positive sides which are both amazing and whilst becoming yourself and becoming better versions of us, just remember nobody is perfect and it's all too easy to seek out that negative energy you never transcended in your youth if you're not aware to release it and be at one with it. Once we all do that then Earth will be one big giant planetary festival. Bring it on

Shout out to AIDAsounds for connecting to this and redelivering it to my own chest to improve. Loads of love and light to you Aida. Keep being your wonderful self 🫶🏽🔆🧘🏽‍♂️

Check out AIDAsounds on #SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/UTbr2CxrLmpZSAXKcs


Lyrics

Create, but you can't make sauce yet
Friends, Family want that bubble you just don't get
So isolation for creation
Breaking free while no one else agrees with ya

No one I 'know'
No one I 'love'
Those who 'know me'
Those who love me
The art is ignored
My persona snored
Yet I'll never be floored
'Cometh peace in chord
'Cometh peace in chord

Creation, human condition hosting set
Internal tension gone
It's in songs I bet
Some house to build
Earned comfort to get

So judge yourselves
I don't judge you
Maybe nudge that self
Cure that inner flu
You can sneeze on me
But I won't be affected
Learn to release... Be free
Peace from pride intercepted

I'm your friend
I'm your brother
You're my sister
Love is mother
Feel from a Father
In perfection let's bother
Strife from a heart being life of Art

So judge yourselves
I don't judge you
Maybe nudge that self
Cure that inner flu
You can sneeze on me
But I won't be affected
Learn to release... Be free
Peace from pride intercepted

I'm your friend
I'm your brother
You're my sister
Love is mother
Feel from a Father
In perfection let's bother
Strife from a heart being life of Art

So judge yourselves
I don't judge you
Maybe nudge that self
Cure that inner flu
You can sneeze on me
But I won't be affected
Learn to release... Be free
Peace from pride intercepted

I'll be your friend
I'll be your brother
I am your my sister
Love is mother
Feel like a Father
In perfection let's bother
Strife from a heart being life of Art 🎨

Life of Art

Thursday

Beyond the Ridgeline

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!
https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/album/ultraviolet-cosmos

Underneath the Sorry Skies

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