I remember some advice my parents said
But I didn't take much notice then
It was to the point and that was the point
It was keep it simple and go ahead 

Keep it simple do it well
Wherever we go in life is swell   CHORUS
Complication is just hell
Keep it in the real world 

Whenever we try to do too much
Just step back from such and such
Get back to basics, back to life
And ditch all that strife 

And keep it simple do it well
Whereever we go in life is swell   CHORUS
Complication is just hell
Keep in the real world 

Just a final note to add
Complex lives are really sad
Think back to when you were young
When you weren't quite so highly strung 

CHORUS


232. keep it simple do it well (harding).mp3

Trois points de suspensions…en duo avec Barrueco qui m'a fait l'immense plaisir de chanter ce titre avec moi! 

Je le savais depuis toujours,
La blouse et la trousse de secours
Le concours et toutes ces années sur les bancs de la faculté.

Les gardes au chevet des patients,
Passées trop loin de mes enfants,
A prendre soin des plus souffrants.

Tous ces destins que j’ai croisés,
Que j’ai portés, accompagnés,
Tous ces corps que j’ai soulagés.

Les pleurs des collègues épuisés,
Le courage d’un corps de métier,
Toujours debout bien qu’éprouvé.

Ces souvenirs tous imprégnés,
Là, dans ma blouse immaculée,
Le matin où je l’ai pliée…

J’veux pas rester à la maison,
Amputé(e) de ma vocation,
Pourtant je suis ma conviction, à tort ou à raison,
Trois points de suspension…

J’en ai rêvé depuis tout mioche,
Le camion rouge dans ma caboche,
Je peux vous dire, j’en ai bavé pour devenir Sapeur-Pompier !

L’espoir dans les regards piégés,
Derrière les pare-brise étoilés,
Les débris et la tôle froissée.

Ces mains serrant mes doigts gantés,
Dans l’urgence à me témoigner,
La gratitude du rescapé.

La suie sur les visages fiévreux,
De mes collègues valeureux,
Debout dans leur tenue de feu.

Ces souvenirs étaient gravés,
Au cœur de mon casque doré,
Le matin où je l’ai posé…


J’veux pas rester à la maison,
Amputé(e) de ma vocation,
Pourtant je suis ma conviction, à tort ou à raison,
Trois points de suspension…

Vous croyez que c’est par caprice,
Qu’on fait un tel sacrifice ?
J’ai passé ma vie à servir, saurez-vous vous en souvenir ?

C’était déjà là, dans mon corps,
Avant mes tous premiers accours,
Elle serait là ma liberté, ma force, ma créativité.

De ratures en refrains poignants,
J’ai travaillé passionnément,
Terrassé le découragement.

Chanté mon amour de la vie,
Un peu, beaucoup, à la folie,
A la faveur de mes envies.

J’en ai fait chavirer des cœurs,
Sous les faisceaux des projecteurs,
Et j’ai chanté tout mon bonheur.

Ces applaudissements enflammés,
Ils attendent bien protégés,
Dans les chansons que j’ai rangés…

J’veux pas rester à la maison,
Amputé de ma passion,
Pourtant je suis ma conviction, à tort ou à raison,
J’veux pas rester à la maison,
Amputé(e) de ma vocation,
Pourtant je suis ma conviction, à tort ou à raison,
Trois points de suspension…

Le large

Trois points de suspension... en duo avec Barrueco

Composed and played in March 2016 by Rob and Masha, mixed & mastered by Masha in November 2022.

Art by Masha using a royalty-free photo from Pixabay by a user called tabor.

Mulu Lagoon

Floating In A Hot Air Balloon

Floating In A Hot Air Balloon - Instrumental

Oh my! The things we find buried on old drives! This short alternate version was made while working out the song some years ago and I can't recall if I ever posted it. I hope you enjoy! The original acoustic folk version is also posted in the song gallery if you scroll down far enough! Words and Music by John Williford and David Skellenger

From The Southside (Alternate Version)

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naviarhaiku533 – Flowing along
March 20, 2024

Flowing along
changing its colors
a soap bubble.

Takashi Matsumoto was a Japanese poet originally from Tokyo. Born into a family deeply interested in nō theater, he also devoted himself to it in his youth until 1921, when he came into contact with Hototogisu magazine and haiku poetry. Beginning the following year, Matsumoto became a student of Takahama Kyoshi. In 1946, he launched the magazine Fue 笛 ('The Flute').

Haiku by Takashi Matsumoto

Picture by Rodion Kutsaiev

Floating Colors - naviarhaiku533

Rainy Day Dub - Umbrella Mix

Ok, You wanna hear some truth?
Dance away the night as a celebration for the human kind. At least the ones that believe Darwin is right and are completely sure about the spherical shape the mother earth is .
Fuck that ignorance, it's no bliss. Be yourself and stand up for mankind.
A few clowns make the fascist many to be ridicolous.
Celebrate life, celebrate yourselves.
Be kind!

Sergeant Groove
Sgt Nic

Sergeant Groove

Played with my friends 

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I DONT KNOW WHAT TO SAY  By The Bluez Dogz eddyoffline Geronnimo & The Junez

BB80 - Alien Insects (ft. Jörg Zimmermann) (2024-07)
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Entry to Beat Battle BB80 "Zombies in Space" by Jörg Zimmermann (n.a.g.c.p.).
In an unexpected turn of events, a desperate attempt at finding extraterrestrial life has spiraled into a human catastrophe. An unknown virus from outer space has transformed the crew of the 'Pilgrim' into ravenous zombies. Now adrift in the vast expanse of space, the zombified crew aimlessly roam their spacecraft, driven by an otherworldly urge to feed on alien brains. 

Rules are simple: use at least 3 samples from the pack and create a song in whatever genre you deem fitting.
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Lyrics:
(Verse 1)
From the depths of space, they came in the night,
Wings of metal, glowing bright,
Creeping shadows, a terrifying sight,
Insect armies ready to fight.

(Chorus)
Alien insects, taking over our skies,
Buzzing terror, hear the world's cries,
Alien insects, under neon lights,
Earth's last stand, in this cosmic fight.

(Verse 2)
Cities crumble under chitin claws,
Hives of terror, breaking all our laws,
Humans scatter, fighting for the cause,
Against these beings, with no pause.

(Chorus)
Alien insects, taking over our skies,
Buzzing terror, hear the world's cries,
Alien insects, under neon lights,
Earth's last stand, in this cosmic fight.

(Bridge)
We unite, humans strong and true,
For our planet, there's so much to do,
Against the swarm, we'll see this through,
For Earth, for us, for the sky so blue.

(Chorus)
Alien insects, taking over our skies,
Buzzing terror, hear the world's cries,
Alien insects, under neon lights,
Earth's last stand, in this cosmic fight.

(Outro)
In the end, we will reclaim our home,
No more fear, no more to roam,
Under stars, our courage shown,
Earth's victory, our hearts of stone.

Alien Insects

un truc sans genre bien défini qui aurait pu aussi s'appeler : "c'est le bouquet!!!"

I DONT KNOW WHAT TO SAY By The Bluez Dogz eddyoffline Geronnimo & The Junez

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