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Quand les contraires s'attirent ...

Auteur mélodiste : Guillaume DULER
Compositeur arrangeur : Philippe SEGUINARD
Lyrics :
J'préfère de loin quand on est proche
Quand loin des yeux t'es dans ma poche
J'te partage pas je sais c'est moche
Et tu m'reproches que je m'accroche
J'préfère encore plus que jamais
Quand tu m'dis oui mais y'a un mais
En avril tu fais ce qu'il te plait
C'est ta manière de m'aimer

Tu es mon antonyme mon ivresse contraire
Une idylle qui rime comme des paroles en l'air
J'suis pas ton synonyme c'est plutôt le contraire
Mais même s'il est minime notre amour est sincère

J'préfère peut-être évidemment
Que tu oublies ta vie d'avant
Ta vie d'eau fraiche ta vie d'amant
Ça m'parais quand même évident
J'préfère d'ailleurs quand t'es ici
 Tout contre mon cœur endormis
Je laisse tous tes rêves pour lui
Je prend les jours j'lui laisse les nuits

Tu es mon antonyme mon ivresse contraire
Une idylle qui rime comme des paroles en l'air
J'suis pas ton synonyme c'est plutôt le contraire
Mais même s'il est minime notre amour est sincère

J'préfère quand même c'est pas pareil
Quand je suis ton unique soleil
Le seul qui t'susurre à l'oreille
Comme des messages dans des bouteilles

Tu es mon antonyme mon ivresse contraire
Une idylle qui rime comme des paroles en l'air
J'suis pas ton synonyme c'est plutôt le contraire
Mais même s'il est minime notre amour est sincère

I like it better when we're close
When out of sight you're in my pocket
I don't share you I know it's ugly
And you blame me for hanging on
I prefer even more than ever
When you tell me yes but there's a but
In April you do as you please
It's your way of loving me
You're my antonym my intoxicating opposite
An idyll that rhymes like words in the air
I'm not your synonym it's rather the opposite
But even if it's minimal our love is sincere
Maybe I'd rather
That you forget your former life
Your life of fresh water your life of lover
It seems obvious to me
I prefer it when you're here
Close to my sleeping heart
I leave all your dreams for him
I take the days and leave the nights to him
You're my antonym my intoxicating opposite
An idyll that rhymes like words in the air
I'm not your synonym it's rather the opposite
But even if it's minimal our love is sincere
I still prefer it's not the same
When I'm your only sun
The only one who whispers in your ear
Like messages in bottles
You're my antonym my intoxicating opposite
An idyll that rhymes like words in the air
I'm not your synonym it's rather the opposite
But even if it's minimal our love is sincere
© Guillaume DULER / Philippe SEGUINARD  2022

Antonyme   TRANSLATED

Rock A Car / 2022 Open Collab
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Si l'on pouvait ne pas vieillir dans cette course contre le temps et retourner à la ligne de départ ... Bref faire un faux départ .😊
Compositeur arrangeur : Philippe SEGUINARD
Auteur : Guillaume DULER
Lyrics :
J'ai beau marcher à contre sens
De la rotation de la Terre
Y'a rien à faire mon âge avance
Ça marche pas , bien au contraire
Je brûle tous les calendriers
Je fête pas mes anniversaires
J'ai beau condamner les années
Ça marche pas , bien au contraire

Qu'elle est loin la ligne de départ
Si on pouvait faire demi tour
Se cacher derrière quelque part
Se faire oublier pour toujours
Je voudrais être le dernier
Celui qu'est toujours en retard
Je suis pas pressé d'arriver
J'aimerai faire un faux départ

Je n'aime pas trop les lendemains
C'est aujourd'hui que je préfère
Je compte pas mes heures enfin
Ça marche pas , bien au contraire
Je mets des crèmes à reculer
Un peu de printemps sur l'hiver
Des mensonges sur la vérité
Ça marche pas , bien au contraire

Qu'elle est loin la ligne de départ
Si on pouvait faire demi tour
Se cacher derrière quelque part
Se faire oublier pour toujours
Je voudrais être le dernier
Celui qu'est toujours en retard
Je suis pas pressé d'arriver
J'aimerai faire un faux départ

J'ai peur quand on dit « à demain ! »
Je voudrais qu'on dise «  à hier ! »
Alors j'prie pour un jour sans fin
Ça marche pas , bien au contraire
J'aimerais bien tuer le temps
Il est immortel rien à faire
Prendre le temps de temps en temps
Ça marche pas , bien au contraire

Qu'elle est loin la ligne de départ
Si on pouvait faire demi tour
Se cacher derrière quelque part
Se faire oublier pour toujours
Je voudrais être le dernier
Celui qu'est toujours en retard
Je suis pas pressé d'arriver
J'aimerai faire un faux départ

I may walk against the direction
From the rotation of the Earth
There's nothing my age can do
It doesn't work, on the contrary
I burn all the calendars
I don't celebrate my birthdays
No matter how I condemn the years
It doesn't work, on the contrary

It's a long way to the starting line
If we could turn around
Hide behind somewhere
To be forgotten forever
I'd like to be the last one
The one who's always late
I'm in no hurry to arrive
I'd like to make a false start

I don't really like tomorrows
It's today that I prefer
I'm not counting my hours at last
It's not working, quite the opposite
I'm putting on creams
A little spring over winter
Lies on the truth
It doesn't work, on the contrary

It's a long way to the starting line
If we could turn back
Hide in the back somewhere
And be forgotten forever
I'd like to be the last one
The one who's always late
I'm in no hurry to arrive
I'd like to make a false start

I'm afraid to say "see you tomorrow".
I'd like someone to say "see you yesterday".
So I pray for a day without end
It doesn't work, quite the opposite
I'd like to kill time
It's immortal, nothing to do
Take the time once in a while
It doesn't work, on the contrary

How far away the starting line is
If we could turn around
Hide in the back somewhere
And be forgotten forever
I'd like to be the last one
The one who's always late
I'm in no hurry to arrive
I'd like to make a false start

© Guillaume DULER / Philippe SEGUINARD 2022

Faux départ (feat Sylvie Tiret) TRANSLATED

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David Lucas and his late father, Bill Lucas, an acclaimed Sydney architect attended my voice workshops held by the "Once Extra Dance Company" back in the "80's". Adventurous , creative souls with no holds barred on what was the beginnings of Danse Danse. It was then called "Dance Out Of Beat" and was a commentary on the club scene that I'd very much been a part of in the "60's" In recent times I invited Annette Scott on board who has brought it brilliantly to fruition along with my longtime collaborator, Jazz pianist/composer, Kirk Kadish. Now we have a new take on the current dance scene with a touch of empowerment as to who has the final moves.  

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Written and recorded close to the Avon in Stratford upon Avon, Nov 2022
Rick's drums added via the internet from just north of Finham Sewer in Dec 2022 ;-))

Guitars upon Avon

A song that touches on the realm of mental health and how we need to help break down the defence of such a powerful illness. It’s not a box to tick or a problem to solve its far more complicated than that. 
If theirs someone we love or just someone we know or even a complete stranger just shine a little light into there corner. This will let them now they are not alone and we are here to talk and help. 
The song as been recorded with live instruments remotely and me and Sarge  we would like to thank the musicians who got involved.
Sarge as produced, played several instrumentals and liaised with the other musicians to make this happen. Enjoy

Darkest Corner ~ Under This Sun _

luriich feat. Annett - Not Lonely When Alone  (3.Zero)

Vocals: Nadia Selvaggi
Instrumental: Mike Polcari: https://soundcloud.com/mikepolcari
Remixed 2023

Jimi Hendrix's The Wind Cries Mary by Mike Polcari & Nadia Selvaggi

Hey… thanks for dropping by. This is a simple Blues song. Songs, such as this, happen when I find myself in a songwriting slump. Lack of inspiration and ideas exacerbate the situation, pushing me back to the Blues. I grumpily relent then wallah, a song. And what better Blues theme than relationships? Seems I mine that gold often, which maybe says more about me than I’d like to reveal. But who cares? It’s the Blues. Here, Winter will not let go. Bitter, unrelenting winds, near horizontal snowfall, and minus 18F tonight. I looked outside this morning and a rabbit was waiting by the front door for me to put some carrots out. All the birds were hunkered down in thick pines, except for some ravens scavenging the neighborhood. There were some high flying geese as well, that flew by. They always seem to panic in the frigid weather. It almost sounds like they’re honking… ‘let’s get outta here.’ I don’t blame them. The deer are more wary now for some reason, and I only see their frozen tracks and fresh tree/sapling rubbings. I wrapped a couple trees to protect them, buried others in snow, but left 4 where they had scraped the bark bare. I will probably have to cut those trees down, but will wait to see if they survive. After getting some garden carrots for the rabbit, I decided to shovel some snow and work on my ice beard. It was cold enough today that condensation from my breath froze on my beard. They have an ice beard competition here and post pics of the best ones. There are some maniacs who stay out in the cold to ‘grow’ solid ice beards, and a chance at winning. Some have icicles hanging off their chin. No cheating with pouring water on your beard. Just having snow blowing into your beard along with some condensation from breathing. I let my face thaw out, when I came inside. Later in the afternoon… I walked down the the mailbox in the wind and there were tiny little horizontal icicles on the latch. I had to walk around a semi truck, completely blocking the road. The truck driver tried to turn onto our street and got stuck in a deep snowdrift. A neighbor came down and pulled the semi out with his tractor. I watched for a bit, then headed home. So now I am glad I am inside. Take care, Mark

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Antonyme TRANSLATED

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