Hey man, for all its minimalism, this song has a really big bite. Love how just when you think it's extinguished, it lights back up in a thrilling way. Awesome work, Vasco man!

Titre : Ton visage sous la pluie / improvisation Jazz (Ballade)
Title : Your face under the rain/ Jazz Improvisation (Ballad)
Musiciens/Musicians :
Francis Le Compte / Batterie_Drums
Éric Francoeur / Piano
Steve Roy / Basse Fretless

Ton Visage Sous La Pluie Audio Master 2 Impro Jazz (Francis Éric Steve)

Album : Niepokój - Anxiety 
Autor :   nowyyorg 2013 - 2024 Remastered

Too Bad, Mr. X ( For my Father )

Pour tous ceux qui sont nostalgique du combi Volkswagen des années 70 , le fameux Bulli , et qui ont voyagé avec lui dans leur jeunesse 😃
For all those who travelled in a Volkswagen combi in their youth 

Compositeur : Philippe SEGUINARD  Auteur : Guillaume DULER

J'ai roulé ma bosse 
Quand j'étais un gosse
Dans un combi couleur de l'arc en ciel
Une fenêtre sur le monde
Pour moi petite tête blonde
Avec mon père , ma mère et l'essentiel

Bulli ma maison on the road
Bulli ma maison d'évasion
Bulli ma jeunesse on the road
Bulli ma jeunesse d'horizon

J'ai traversé des frontières
Croisé des sœurs et des frères
Qui m'adoptaient en jouant simplement
Des amitiés sans ombre
Et qu'importe la langue et le nombre
Y'a de la place dans le cœur des enfants

REFRAIN

J'ai grandi sur les routes
Passé entre les gouttes
De rivières sauvages en océans
Une vie sous tous les temps
Partir où nous portaient les vents
Et s'endormir autour d'un feu de camp

REFRAIN

Je voudrais tant retrouver
Ces années de liberté
Kerouac tes pages s’effacent doucement
Mon vieux Bulli est parti
Roule t'il encore aujourd'hui
Au petit bonheur la chance comme avant !

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER Février 2024

I've lived through a lot of things
When I was a kid
In a rainbow-colored van
A window on the world
For me little blonde head
With my father, my mother and the essentials

Bulli my home on the road
Bulli my escape house
Bulli my youth on the road
Bulli my youth on the horizon

I crossed borders
Crossed paths with sisters and brothers
Who adopted me simply by playing
Friendships without shadow
And no matter the language or the number
There's room in every child's heart

CHORUS

I grew up on the road
Passed between the drops
From wild rivers to oceans
A life in all weathers
Wherever the winds took us
And fall asleep around a campfire

CHORUS

I would so much like to return
Those years of freedom
Kerouac your pages are slowly fading
My old Bulli is gone
Is it still rolling today
Just like before!

Bulli  TRANSLATED

Another recorder/sax mash-up, featuring opening and closing robotic alto and soprano recorders with tenor sax breaks. Middle section flute and soprano sax themes with alto and tenor sax injections.

AUTOMATON

noxpox - C U (see You)

on the wind

9 - 5 - 2024

Celtic music is a paradox; in a minor key such as this piece, it tends to be melancholy, yet in its melancholia it can lift the spirit to heavenly realms where noble and reflective thoughts reside.  It is Debbie's and mine fondest hope this Lament lifts your spirits:) A huge thank you to Debbie for gracing this piece with her playing. Hear more of her beautiful music @debra_buesking.

Celtic Lament (Debra Buesking; Piano and Synths, David; Guitar)

Recording sessions from 01/03/2024 - 28/02/2024.

presets, mixing, processing and editing: Pier WILL.
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- Made with MOOG & Modular / Multi-tracks
- Composed, arranged, performed, produced by Pier WILL & Studio 4H09
- Artwork - Pier WILL
- Acknowledgements - Ableton, AKG, Arturia, Audacity, Cantabile, Focusrite,   Korg, M-Audio, MSI, Sony, SoundCloud, Teac, Techniks, Yamaha.
- #Ambient #Movies #Experimental 
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❤️🕊️🙏

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Overton Cosmic Bay Window

Another old track from the nineties, about a family fleeing Jerusalem soon before the city was taken by the Babylonians.

*** Primeiro Passo ***

Até a mais longa caminhada começa pelo primeiro passo,
a primeira dor, e um último adeus à terra da herança.
Fugimos esta noite como fogem as lembranças,
deixando Jerusalém, a que mata seus profetas.
Jerusalém, Jerusalém,
abraçamos-te esta noite como te abraçam as estrelas,
que se entornam em silêncio para além do horizonte...
Agora a mais longa caminhada começa pelo primeiro passo.
Levamos os olhos cheios de terras invisíveis,
e o coração queimado pelo fogo das promessas.
Levamos mulheres e filhos por rotas impossíveis.
Decerto impossíveis...
Mas foi Deus quem ordenou a caravana.
Sim, foi Deus quem ordenou a caravana...

Primeiro Passo

see also page 1 to 8 and 2022
all composed and played by me.
https://vascoribeiromorais.bandcamp.com/?from=viewsite_dashboard

9 - 5 - 2024

vasco ribeiro morais IX

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