j'adore ta music et ta voix  ma Belle 🤩

Guitar: The Boilerman https://soundcloud.com/boilerman-615719656
Music, Lyrics, Vocal, Electric Piano, Bass, Drum Programming: Jan Schonander

Resung, remixed and remastered from almost four years ago.

This is a clash of psychology with science, and, well, early The Cure meets Bowie's Scary Monsters. It's easy to be close to somebody and still not be seen or heard no matter how loudly you speak. Mixed all this up with some actual invisibility science, so believe it or not, in terms not being seen this song stands on solid physics, until it doesn't....

BEND THE LIGHT

You see me
You look through me
You hear me
Can you hear me?

You’re blinded by your reflection
I’m invisible in the shadow of your glow

I absorb you
I deflect you
I’m a scientific wonder
My surface is cool
My paint is dark
A massive anomaly
A singularity
A Nobel prize in disguise
I’m in disguise

You’ve got the angle
You could be near or far
On any wavelength
You bend the light
You bend the light
You bend the light
You bend the light

I wait for you
You walk by me
I’m a meta material
New spectrum
No infrared
I’m headed to the Blue Hall
A Nobel prize in disguise
I’m gonna be famous
I’m gonna be famous

You’ve got the angle
You could be near or far
On any wavelength
You bend the light
You bend the light
You bend the light
You bend the light

You bend the light
But I’m gonna be famous
You bend the light
And I’m famous

Bend The Light

Bend The Light | The Boilerman 🎸

This recording is a completed work of Wild Christopher's work "Jolene (Ever Find Your Forever Man)" with my guitar playing. "Jolene" is based on "Let Me Know", one of the "Paploviante Open Collab" pieces.
I received warm compliments and words of welcome from both of them. I am very grateful.I would like to thank them from the bottom of my heart for including me in their wonderful work.

This work is over 6 minutes long. My guitar playing starts with a low volume and rhythm. About a third of the way through, my guitar starts playing to complement Christopher's great singing.

Below are links to each work.

Wild Christopher-Jolene (Ever Find Your Forever Man) - Paploviante Open Collab
https://soundcloud.com/neon-blur/jolene-ever-find-your-forever-man-paploviante-open-collab

Let Me Know - Offer Open Collaboration 80 Bpm(Paploviante and friends)
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/let-me-know-offer-open-collaboration-80-bpm

"Let Me Know" by Paul (one of the "Paploviante Open Collab" pieces)
A few days after the release, he received a number of really excellent works. I was really surprised by the ability of the artists to finish such amazing works in such a short period of time.

Results Offer Open Collaboration Let Me Know(Paploviante)
https://soundcloud.com/paul-racle/sets/results-offer-open

Chord= A ,E
Key = E

After listening to the above works, I realized immediately. Simplifying the scales that form the melody, assuming the case of playing the guitar, it was divided into the case of  Cm/E pentatonic, and the case of  Cm/E and Em/G pentatonic. I thought, ``This is a great exercise for me. For example, putting four songs together on one track, listening to them all in order, and playing the guitar along with each scale is a very useful daily practice. I could imagine that this would be useful not only for myself, but also for most people who are learning to play the guitar.

For example, alternately play the following:
1)Cm/E　Pentatonic scale(Key = E)
2) Cm/E, Em/G Pentatonic scale(Chord = A7,E7)
2) '  Am/C,Cm/E,(Em/G) Pentatonic scale

It's easy to envision it that way, but first, what do I do with the first one? So I started playing guitar while listening to Wild Christopher's "Jolene".
I found it possible to use two chords, A and E7, and finish off with some rock'n'roll backing, but it's too simplistic a way to spice up Christopher's cool and passionate vocals. 

So I took the plunge and tried using the A7 and E7 chords to make a blues rock song. And I was convinced that depending on the way I played, I could proceed without discomfort. An image of the rough blues rock of the early 1970s came to mind. However, I was conscious of keeping the taste of the country blues that was popular before that.

I thought that Wild Christopher's wonderful singing voice would suit slightly rough guitar playing based on precise rhythm composition. A playing style that many great guitarists and predecessors have developed over the decades. I hope that people who come across this piece will want to listen to it again and again :))

Wild Christopher - Jolene - Paploviante Open Collab ft.JUNZO on electric guitars

Wild Christopher - Jolene - Paploviante(Let Me Know) ft.JUNZO on electric guitars

wake up wake up wake up dave

fly away with me, fly away with me
to yellow kid paradise
wake up wake up everybody’s going up 
wake up wake up come away with me
to yellow kid paradise 

went to sleep and i died in a dream,
never woke up not as bad as it seems
cuz we won’t grow old,
no dad no nanny, no master no mum
granny's always there with a sweet sugar plum
or a penny for a song
so open your heart and close your eyes
i'm gonna’ give you a big surprise 
in paradise, yellow kid paradise

wake up wake up everybody’s going up
wake up wake up everybody’s going up

we don’t get sick and we don’t wear ties
it’s always saturday in paradise 
we don’t wear shoes, we just eat pies
nobody walks cuz everybody flies
in paradise.

so open your heart and close your eyes
you’re gonna’ get a big surprise 
in paradise, yellow kid paradise

wake up wake up everybody’s going up
wake up wake up everybody’s going up

was born asleep and i died in a dream,
never woke up not as bad as it seems
so open your heart and close your eyes
you’re gonna’ get a big surprise 
in paradise, in kid paradise, yellow kid paradise

fly away with me, to yellow kid paradise
run away run away run away
…….
produced & performed by kid otari
written by naldo & guillaume
keyboards by guillaume & ricardito
drums by greek god Yannis
guitars by naldo

remastered by guillaume & blitz recording, san diego
Kid Paradise+RL synth

Kid Paradise

Collab avec Xiomara
https://soundcloud.com/user-745031412
J'ai composé une musique pour accompagner le magnifique texte de Xiomara, écrit et dit par elle.

Cette Fille-Là

Cette Fille - Là (Xiomara, Damga)

Terra Incognita

Hey…. I missed you guys, your music, art, and conversations! Thanks to those who left me messages (Truly appreciated.) I took a long summer break that spilt into Autumn. It was great. Rode my old bicycle down along the river a couple times, and had to keep pedaling faster than the mosquitoes. I did some hiking in the mountains, old man style, carefully watching where I was going. I had fallen several times on previous outings, on slippery river rocks these past few years. So now I stick mostly to the trails, which I don’t really like to do, but realize that is where my age has put me. Most days I could be found piddling around the yard like a old monk, gardening and keeping the bird water clean, while laughing at and talking to the animals. After a while they get used to my eccentricities. Chickadees and Kinglets follow me around when I am watering. I think the watering stirs up insects that they feed on. Did some needed house painting. A couple decades ago, I had a second job painting apartments. I would leave my job at the high school, in proper dress attire and paint in those same clothes and never get a drop of paint on them. My wife at the time thought I was having an affair. Haha. She told friends… He says he’s painting but he never has any paint on his clothes. I tried to reassure her and even told her that was silly. Apparently she didn’t think so, so now I am alone. Ha. I also patched the roof and got a leak at the house seam that I had been trying to patch for years. I had a good visit with an old high school friend who I hadn’t seen in 50 years. Back when we were teenagers, he was taller than me. Now, when I first saw him, I saw I am at least a foot taller than him now. He was and is always an inspiration for me in life. After much grumbling about getting older, I am finally OK with being 67 years old. Sadly, I grieved for several people in my life who died. Tended the vegetable garden, harvesting all sorts of veggies, and stored some for the long winter. Collected all sorts of seeds. I even created some wild garden recipes, spending some well needed time in the kitchen. Later in the summer, I picked vine-ripened tomatoes for lunch, and grazed on apples and plums from the trees while working outside. I always leave plenty for the animals. After procrastinating, I repotted a bunch of large, root bound house plants. And I slept late while wildly dreaming… as some of you know, I appreciate dreams for their surreal content that often finds its way into my song lyrics. I also took some time to play electric slide guitar and sing outside on the porch, while working the kinks out of the slide sound and howling like an old hound dog. A neighbor asked: Was that you? (In a good way.) Some other neighbors were not so pleased. (Haha.) Anyway, this new home recording is a song I worked on recently. I have been working with my vocals to render out the course gravel tone and just sing. Gravel makes for great sounding Blues, but it really isn’t me. I have also been working on my rhythm guitar. (It needs it… haha) I am still learning so much about the music process. Thanks for bearing with me as I explore and test out these new ideas. Other than that, thanks for dropping by for a visit/listen… Mark

Lammbone's Album

Drifters

Naive romantic lyrics. The whole rest is harmonies and melodies.

You stare at me intensely 
a bit like you would with a child 
who you think is lying to you 
you simply don't believe me 

Give me a hundred years 
to show you my feelings 
put them to the test of time
but you won't find any traces 
of the passing of time, then wearily
you'll understand that my love 
is not wind

look at me, I defend myself 
with the weapons of a child 
who wants to win your trust 
to steal your heart 


Give me a hundred years 
to cross the oceans 
brave the waves and the torments
so that in the end not a trace 
of this weary time
then you'll know that my love 
is not wind

C'est Pas Du Vent (translated)

 Evening light...another piece in the ensemble with Francesco.
Our collaborations are always a challenge for me, but at the same time - a big creative happiness.
violins- rosin dust
guitar, double bass - Francesco Cartocci 
@francescocartocci
our other collaborations:
@soundcloud.com/rosindust/sets/grazie-francesco

la luce della sera - with Francesco Cartocci

Synthpop song with some gentle but loud bass :)

Warm Hearts

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

All my original tunes except where marked elsewise, usually any cover will have the title beginning with "Cover of"

Most, if not all, of these are recorded in 2024.

Cette Fille - Là (Xiomara, Damga)

Damga

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