R and B

Your Super Mix - 09 NOv. 2023

Your Super Mix

Daily Drops

November 17  2023

HEART FEELS LIKE SURFING ACROSS THE WORLD

RETRO ACTS LIKE EATING OR THINKING

// Lillithe --- In the Mood For Love feat. Shamoozey, Emily Coy & Paploviante //

Syntaleta 🇺🇦 - Close To The Rainbow , 𝗝 𝗜 𝗠 --- Bloc-Note 📔 (feat Sylvie Tiret)

One of my works recorded in my "previous" life before the war. Sometimes we feel tiny and lonely in the Universal. Lately I feel tiny and helpless facing the horrors of the war in my country... 
This track is remastered by Houman (https://soundcloud.com/houmans)

Tiny

High recommendation of headphones, to fully enjoy sound adds and effects.

Letra / translated lyrics:

África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...
la vieja madre...   /   the old mother...
África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...
la tierra extraña...   /   the strange land...
África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...


Son tus raíces   /   Your roots are
más profundas que el tiempo.   /   deeper than time.
Olvida tu vida   /   Forget your life
que ahora es desierto.   /   which is now a desert.

Tus raíces de sangre se han perdido,   /   Your blood roots are lost
y tu exótico mundo ha envejecido.   /   and your exotic world has got old.
La llamada de la selva ha convertido:   /   The call of the jungle has turned:

tus batallas en guerras,   /   your battles to wars,
y tus bosques en hambre,   /   and your forests to hunger,
y tus hombres en tierra.   /   and your men to soil.

África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...
tus cantos lejanos...   /   your distant singings...
África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...
ahora están muertos...   /   are dead now...
ahora están muertos.   /   are dead now.
África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...


... 1995 E-RUIZZO - 2014 FRANCÉS RECORDS

Google Play

África (Hombres de tierra)

01 - Spitfire Audio - Appassionata Strings - Cellos (6) - Legato
02 - Spitfire Audio - Appassionata Strings - Violins 1 (8) - Legato
03 - Spitfire Audio - Appassionata Strings - Violins 2 (6) - Legato
04 - Spitfire Audio - Appassionata Strings - Violas (6) - Legato
05 - Spitfire Audio - BBC Symphony Orchestra Professional - Oboe - Legato
06 - Spitfire Audio - Hans Zimmer Strings - 60 Cellos - Long
07 - Spitfire Audio - Fractured Strings - Grid
08 - Spitfire Audio - Spitfire Solo Strings - Cello - Legato

Appassionata Strings & Oboe V4

Another composition recorded before the war. I hope one day I will return to my home studio. Any support from you is much appreciated on these extremely hard times for our country, our family. 
I could have recorded much new music for the last 9 months... unless russians came to our yard to "save" us with their tanks, missiles, bombs and war planes at 4 a.m. on Feb 24th. And yes, they saved us from our house, from our normal life, from our dreams and plans. They saved my elderly parents from their home and peaceful life in retiring, saved my daughter from happy childhood, from school, from her friends and vacation by the sea. We'll never forget and never forgive it! I'm sure that russia will get what it deserves - each rocket they launch on Ukraine will turn to another 10 years of disaster for their cowardly people.
 Special thanks to Houman (@houmans) for mastering the track! Please check out his wonderful soundtracks.
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Gone

Caballos sobre cuerdas

I'm very glad to share this great piece, came through an intense step by step collaboration with Jowwwafi. It started by fitting one of my old poems to some chords he sent to me, then... well you'll get the best description by listening to it 5 or 6 times ;)
Feel free to check our previous collab https://soundcloud.com/jowwwafi/nowhere, and his whole cloud @Jowwwafi.

Letras / Lyrics

Escucho tu risa  /  I listen your laugh
y oigo tus pasos, espero.  /  and hear your steps, I wait.
Te miro, y al ver tu sonrisa,  /  I look at you, and seeing your smile,
no dudo, te quiero.  /  I don’t doubt, I love you.

La suave fragancia en tu cuerpo jovial,  /  The soft fragrance in your cheerful body,
llegó el amor, tu perfume me excita,  /  love came, your scent excites me,
tu cálido aroma, es primaveral,  /  your hot aroma, is from springtime,
y versos de amor sobre tí me recita.  /  and verses of love about you it recites me.

Tu risa sincera,  /  Your laugh is honest,
tu risa, hermosa,  /  your laugh, beautiful,
tus labios, preciosa,  /  your lips, precious,
hacen que te quiera;  /  they make me to love you;
si bien yo quisiera  /  Though I wanted
con ellos hacer otra cosa:  /  with them to do another thing:

¡Ay si yo pudiera  /  Ay if I could
besar, tan siquiera,  /  kiss, at least,
tan maravillosa,  /  so wonderful,
tu boca,  /  your mouth,
color de la rosa!  /  color of the rose!

©2014 JOWWWAFI & E-RUIZZO – ®2014 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;P

Tu boca, color de la rosa (with Jowwwafi)

Never Ending Blues

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) 07/2023.
Composed, arranged, performed, produced and Jacket by:
Pierre Bordetti

This photo I took recently inspired me a lot for this new Jazz-Fusion title.

Instrumental

Upright

Latin Jazz R&B Northern Soul (60s style) Photo taken at Isle of Wight, mod scooter rally. (New Untouchables)

Latin Soul time (150bpm)

My Fantasy World......Dream with me Play with me

Big Bang Big Bang It's in my brain !
The universe is just a speck of dust 
compared to the infinity inside our own mind

So take the time to explore and disappear
Into my head with me

My Intuition, it tells me 
The right path is whichever one
I so decide to choose

Be honest with yourself
Inspiration will send you to higher grounds , yeah

Your most exciting voyage is travelling to where is
Your deepest part of your desire

Dream with me....Play with me
Our imagination has no limits
And it's a rather secret garden

I'll play with you
I'll let you go to your finest fantasies
Let's do it properly
Take a long ride in my imaginary world
Make my whole future come alive
In imagination

I see you....I like you
You turn me on in a special way
Can't explain it....Let's not fight it
Come on, take my hand
Let's run away together 
In my imaginary world

Be honest with yourself
Know what your secret desires are
Tell me about 'em
Let's play the game
Play with me...Dream of me
Our imagination has no limits in our brains

Ooh....Big Bang...Big Bang

I see you
I like you
I want you....Won't you come with me

I see you, yeah...I like you
Won't you take a chance and travel with me
to the end of our imagination

I promise you won't be....sorry
Big Bang, it's imagination
It's just a game
Traveling to My Fantasy World
Traveling to My Fantasy World oh yeah yeah

My Fantasy World

Producer-Art-Guitar-videographer  Texmex Shamans
lyrics vocals- StonerJazz

check out The vldeo     youtu.be/vYRrSahKHng
'"Disclaimer"

"Any similarity to real or imagined events ls probably not a coincidence
No TOADS were injured or molested ln any way during the making of this song--

The headwaters of this song came from Stephens rendition of that Toad ln our New Mexico song's cover art-- We were discussing that toad and lt's significance  to the riders on the bus--as the conversation became more Hilarious We resolved to write a song about that toad and that ls what we did--😎- Huge respect and gratitude to Stephen for hls Production and art skills and of course his amazing guitar Play and his Excellent Friendship--- Welcome to those of you who find your way to this tune We hope you enjoy lt!!

THE TOAD
l was flying down state 95
just ten miles East of Blyth
Hot Rod Lincoln blaring on the radio
My ole pickup truck lt overheated
l had to stop and find some shade
underneath a Palo Verde tree
a blg ole Toad There he spoke to me
He sald "Why don't you give me just a little lick Right here, Right behind my ear

Now you may think lt's a little funny, but l can guarantee
You will thank me ln the end my Friend--

Not wanting to disappoint my new found friend
l took a little tiny lick
and washed lt down with a Beer
After Frothin at the mouth for a little blt
my Consciousness lt took a hit
and headed south ln a flood of light

There are no word that can describe what happened next-
but l can say for sure without a doubt, unequivocally
My brand new Paradigm got tangled up with my Epiphany!!

Shit kickin Toad lickin with TexMex Shaman

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) 08/2023.
Composed, arranged, performed, produced and Jacket by:
Pierre Bordetti

This pressing desire that one feels when one arrives at the beach, 
to finally dive with delight into the water
Gigaro Beach July 2023.

Cette envie pressante que l'on ressent lorsqu'on arrive à la plage, et  enfin plonger avec délice dans l'eau 
Plage de Gigaro Juillet 2023.

Hurry to dive

Hurry To Dive

I wrote this song about coming together when times are difficult. 
I wanted to use sand to represent a collective goal. In Spain there is a saying Mi granito de arena, which means My little grain of sand. If we all help towards a common goal then great things can happen. Like sand, each grain is small but collectively it can stop a flood. 

This track (and the harmonies) was written and recorded at home on my iPad :-)


Hourglass by Mia Wilks (Copyright Mia Wilks PRS)

I am there for you 
Just hold my hand 
And tiptoe over the mountains
I will hold your heart in place
I am near, feel my breath on your face 

I am there for you
You can reach out your hand
The hourglass, soft falling sand
Time will never disappear for us
I am there for you 
I am there for you
You can reach out your hand
The hourglass, soft falling sand
Time will never disappear for us
I am there for you 

Your pain is transparent
Far reaching inside your soul
You can’t heal the torture you feel
But a few moments pain I can steal
Whispering in the darkness
Secrets you can confess
No blame, your thoughts become the prison 
You can’t see your life’s vision
But I am there for you 

I am there for you
You can reach out your hand
The hourglass, soft falling sand
Time will never disappear for us
I am there for you
I am there for you
You can reach out your hand
The hourglass, soft falling sand
Time will never disappear for us
I am there for you 

There for you 
There for you 
There for you 
There for you 
There for you 
There for you 

I am there for you 
Just hold my hand 
And tiptoe over the mountains
I will hold your heart in place
I am near, feel my breath on your face 

There for you 
There for you 
There for you 
There for you

HOURGLASS

There Aint' No Weed In The Weed Thing ;)

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.   Featuring Harmonica Solo. Steinway Acoustic Piano solo. Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Fender Rhodes Electric Piano Rhythm. Fender Electric Bass..Gibson L5 Electric Guitar Rhythm. Gibson SG Electric Guitar Rhythm. Horn Section, Trumpet, Alto, Tenor, Bari-tone Saxophones. Trap Drum set full kit. Percussion, Tambourine, Cowbell, 22" Zildjen Ride & Crash cymbal.

Release me

Niners Minor

BluesyBlues

Recorded before the war... A big thank you Houman Check out Houman on #SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/HHxiZ for mastering!

Close To The Rainbow

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) 09/2023.
Composed, arranged, performed, produced and Jacket by:
Pierre Bordetti

Electro-Jazz Instrumental

The computer tool is used today by man for a very large part of his life. We use it in such an intense way that even our thinking is itself altered by the infinite data that we draw from the net and from the media of all kinds. I think it takes us away and out of phase with reality, with nature and many other things.
Unfortunately, I also belong to this category of out-of-phase people. I tried through this track to translate this impression into music.

L'outil informatique est aujourd'hui utilisé par l'homme une très grande partie de sa vie. On s'en sert d'une façon tellement intense que même notre pensée est elle-même altérée par les données infinies que nous puisons sur le net et sur les médias en tout genre. Je pense que cela nous éloigne et nous déphase de la réalité, de la nature et de biens d'autres choses encore.
Je fais partie malheureusement également de cette catégorie de personnes déphasées. J'ai essayé à travers cette piste de traduire en musique cette impression.

Unphased Man

Golden Moment

Owner Of A Lonely Heart (farfetch'd Edit)

In this time of wars & great crisis, we should keep call for Peace & equality, for a better humanity.
Here are some vocals extract of my song on the topic. So who want can use it, mixing it as you like with music or as featuring in another .song  
You can also use, in a same track, some part of other vocals from this playlist https://soundcloud.com/specialvocals/sets/call-for-humanity-vocals-for
The files are on Free Download.  If You Use my vocals, Mention My Name in the Track & Let Me Know, I will Repost, Share, Include it in Playlists & Mix...
& If you use it for commercial purpose, let me know, all my songs are under Authors Rights

NO MORE WARS - CEASE FIRE_ Vocals for Collab

Dive In

Always a massive pleasure to participate in IPG1's awesome open collabs! (@ipg1)
Big thanks and much appreciation as always for the opportunity, Ian!
I changed the title, but the lyrics are taken from Clear and Present  (https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/clear-and-present-vox-97-bpm-1?in=ipg1/sets/vocals)
Also check out the Producers Playlist for some awesome mixes!
soundcloud.com/ipg1/sets/clear-and-present

Vocals/Lyrics written and performed by Ian Greaves aka IPG1 (@ipg1)
Music, mix/master by Electrometis
Vocal samples from various royalty free sources

Free download if you like it.
Thank you for listening ♥

I'm on a mission, so hold tight and feel the vibe,
A new direction - but still going to keep it live,
And if you're itching to turn up the volume - fine!
Crank it and listen, cause I'm about to blow your mind.

No glory, no prize, no lives at stake,
I'm gonna keep the faith no matter what it takes
And it's peace over war, so I stay awake.

Answer the calls from the voices inside of me,
Follow the signs that lead to my destiny,
It might take some time for all to see,
Fluorescent writing on the wall - like graffiti
infusing the track with positive energy
Once on paper - it’s vocal currency
Skill level - Stone Cold - A prodigy,
That’s my legacy - building a dynasty.

Never walk the straight and narrow, choose the rules that I obey,
Forgive and forget - that might happen some day,
Don't follow the crowd and needless to say I try not to let my ego get in the way,
I'm thankful, although I don't kneel and pray and I'm truly blessed - y'all know I'm set in my ways.
But thank you, Lord, for another blessing today,
In the meantime - please try to meet me halfway.

I'm on a mission, so hold tight and feel the vibe,
A new direction - but still going to keep it live,
And if you're itching to turn up the volume - fine!
Crank it and listen, cause I'm about to blow your mind.

Watch every step I take, plan every move I make,
I was built for love and not for hate,
I go hard - so why hesitate?
This is the winning team - time to elevate,
Got the mindset - let's negotiate
Games tight - that's right, it's make or break,
Follow me into the light - time to elevate,
Another day another night, nah it's never too late to create, understand and fascinate,
Eat it up, ask for more - tasty - scrape your plate,
It's gravy to me, so I'mer keep it straight,
Everything else is a piece of cake.

Three Little Words

IPG1 & Electrometis - Three Little Words

Enough Love feat. SilverBella / Paploviante Music
Vocals and Lyrics:
SilverBella
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/21138/enough-love-main-vocals-61bpm-soul-acapella
https://soundcloud.com/silverbellasings
Paploviante:
Bass, Music Composing, Mix, Picture and Mastering

Enough Love (feat. SilverBella)

Quand on a la tête comme un bloc-note et qu'en plus on est resté un enfant avec tout son imaginaire et sa folie , cela donne une chanson amusante réalisée par deux copains qui ont 112 ans à tous les deux ... 😁😃
⛔ATTENTION⛔ !!! Contient des rimes en " otte et oque " pour ceux qui sont allergiques 😈
Compositeur/Musicien : Philippe SEGUINARD
Auteur-Mélodiste/Chant : Guillaume DULER
Chant : Sylvie TIRET
When your head's like a notepad and you're still a child with all your imagination and craziness, you get a fun song by two friends who are both 112 years old ... 😁😃
⛔ATTENTION⛔!!! Contains "otte et oque" rhymes for those who are allergic 😈
Composer/Musician: Philippe SEGUINARD
Songwriter/Melodist/Vocals: Guillaume DULER
Vocalist : Sylvie TIRET

Lyrics:
Dans mon bloc-note
Je dénote sans fautes
Comme un Don Quichotte
J'ai la tête qui flotte
Dans mon bloc-note
Ça funk et ça rock
Je change d'époques
Saute mouton saute !
Dans mon bloc-note
Je casse mes menottes
Je m'échappe du bloc
Les gardiens s'en moquent

Capitaine à docks
Sauve mes bébés phoques
Ma banquise part en flotte
Mon climat perd la note

Dans mon bloc-note
De bric et de broc
Pensées en bougeotte
Cerveau sans jugeotte
Dans mon bloc-note
L'araignée débloque
J'suis pas seul mon pote
On est en colloc 
Dans mon bloc-note
Y'a des anecdotes
Remplies de coyotes
A l'allure glauque

Capitaine à docks
J'en perds mes dreadlocks
J'tombe dans les compotes
Je veux sortir de ma grotte

Dans mon bloc-note
Y'a des phrases idiotes
Qui sont sans culottes
Petites patriotes
Dans mon bloc-note
J'suis pas un despote
Tous les mots me bote
Même les équivoques
Dans mon bloc-note
Je suis astronaute
Un peu cosmonaute
Même taikonaute

Capitaine à docks
Ouvre moi ta porte
Ma valise en plastoc
A reçu trop de chocs

Dans mon bloc-note
Des mémos en stocks
Les yeux à la coke
Je voudrais dire STOP !

In my notepad
I write without mistakes
Like a Don Quixote
My head is floating
In my notepad
It's funk and rock
I change eras
Jump sheep jump!
In my notepad
I break my handcuffs
I escape from the block
The guards don't care

Captain to the docks
Save my baby seals
My ice floe floats away
My climate loses its note

In my notepad
Of odds and ends
Thoughts on the move
Brains without gumption
In my notepad
The spider unlocks
I'm not alone, buddy
We're roommates 
In my notepad
There are anecdotes
Filled with coyotes
With a gloomy look

Captain of the docks
I'm losing my dreadlocks
I'm falling in the compotes
I want to get out of my cave

In my notepad
There are some silly phrases
That have no panties
Little patriots
In my notepad
I'm no despot
I'm not a despot
Even equivocations
In my notepad
I'm an astronaut
A little cosmonaut
Even a taikonaut

Captain of the docks
Open your door
My plastic suitcase
Has received too many shocks

In my notepad
Memos in stock
Coke in my eyes
I'd like to say STOP!

© Philippe SEGUINARD & Guillaume DULER  Novembre 2023

Bloc-Note 📔  (feat Sylvie Tiret) TRANSLATED

Yours

Ask again, am I lost?
Watch the world go by
I won't pretend
To look back or to the front

Turn around, whispering excuses
Float in time, rolling eyes
Surrounded by ne'er-do-wells

Sick and tired of all this waiting
Cannot depart, I'm deep in the mud of leeches
Live a long decay

All this while, the roads get darkened
With black horses, they dawn upon
Like everything, no rising sun
You feel it's now or never.

It never stops.
All this running flow of thoughts
Could I leave it all behind?
Make it last, for one last try
Infinite times

Nothing feels like this
Self-defeating cries, one last goodbye
The walk on flowers is yours alone

Sink down, nothing to lose
Roused in smoke of doubts, it'll do no harm.
A lovely winterfall

Scattered frames, and pouring ashes
Of black hearts, they dawn upon
Like everything, no rising sun
You feel it's now or never.

It never stops.
All this running flow of thoughts
Should I leave it all behind?
Make it last, for one last try
Infinite times

Nothing feels like this
Self-defeating cries, one last goodbye
The walk on flowers is yours alone

Apologize in vain, roll the dice
Come to me, surprise, make me whole.
Fill my cup of rain
Caress what remains unseen, in my darkest hour

Your cold freezing touch
Don't need to hide
For I'm yours, but you wanted more.

Yours

Yours (Single Release)

Miss You Cat

Lyrics:

New World Order knows what's best for you
YouTube feed knows what you need
Shares and Likes the new worlds currency 
Did you figure it out? That It all means nothing!!

I never thought the world would ever end!!
Now machines decide what's on my mind!!

New vaccines made from spiked protein
Ministry of Truth decides what's real
Mask mandates keep your family safe
Did you figure it out? You all mean nothing!!

I never thought the world would ever end!!
Now machines decide what's on my mind!!
I never thought the world would ever end!!
Now machines decide what's on my mind!!

WE USED FEAR TO CONTROL THE WORLD
WE USED FEAR TO CONTROL THE WORLD
WE USED FEAR TO CONTROL YOUR WORLD
WE USED FEAR TO CONTROL YOUR WORLD

WE USED FEAR TO CONTROL OUR WORLD!!

At Worlds End

Channel Surfing - Fleursonseaux
All rights reserved - © Copyright

Channel Surfing

We hope you can feel the enthusiasm, the fire and the dedication and that it will enjoy and inspire you!

Credits:
@mikehillravenscall: vocals, lyrics and acoustic guitar
@nobsmeyer: electric guitar, bass, drum production, mix and mastering.

Can You Feel Me

Think About It

Well I was walking down the street when what do I see
Some very self important people coming straight at me
Had to jump real quick to get out of their way
Well, excuse me I started to say	  
But then,  I stopped to think about it
I stopped to think 

About all the fun stuff that I’d rather do
Like enjoying the day not be playing with fools
Let it all roll off like water on a duck
And all them so-and-so’s can go get

 Ah-ah-ah

Stop and think about it
Just stop and think about it
Ah yea, whew

Solo

Mmm-mmm-mmm
Now I turn on the news and what do I see
Some very self important people looking back at me
It’s enough to make you crazy the things they say
Makes me wonder how I’ll ever get through the day	  
But then,  I stop to think about it
I stop to think 

About all the fun stuff that I’d rather do
Like go to the beach or maybe the zoo
I listen to them jabber but don’t pay them no mind
Any more than that would be  a  wasting my time

Ah-huh

Stop and think about it

Just stop and think 
So stop and think about it
Just stop and think about it
Oh yea

ThinkAboutIt

Here's a soulful one for a Sunday afternoon.
Many thanks for your very kind plays, shares comments and paylists! Decided to make this an instrumental!

Insomnia (Instrumental )

Horror Full Show End Of 2023! 
Free DL
E.G.M Prod. #Electronic #Guitar @magdi-nabil

Magdi Nabil - killer eat flesh

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

Music, lyrics, vocals: D. k. A. Spencer https://soundcloud.com/david-spencer-543878720
Backing vocals. Cosmic Keanu

LOOK DEEPER INSIDE

I don’t want no pain today
All I can do is sit and pray
Hope these blues will go away
Forget about the things you do
And the words you say

Always been there, you know it’s true
Did the things a friend should do
Always on your side, I defended you
No matter what they said I believed in you

You’re so cold and ungrateful
Disrespect me like a fool
You think that you’re untouchable
Have you lost your heart and soul

Always been there, you know it’s true
Did the things a friend should do
Always on your side, I defended you
No matter what they said I believed in you

Look a little deeper,
Deeper inside
Share your secrets
Please don’t hide

Don’t play Dr Jekyll
And Mr. Hyde with me

Look a little deeper,
Deeper inside
Share your secrets,
Please don’t hide

Don’t play Dr Jekyll
And Mr. Hyde with me

Look a little deeper,
Look a little deeper,
I believed in you
I believed in you

Look Deeper Inside -- David k. A. Spencer (Backing vocals: Cosmic Keanu)

In the Mood For Love feat.Shamoozey, Emily Coy & Paploviante
Backing Track: Paploviante 
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/remember-paploviante-open-collaboration-offer
Vocals and Lyrics : Shamoozey
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/11846/in-the-mood-for-love-100bpm-blues-acapella
Vocals and Lyrics : Emily Coy
Freevocals – Emily-coy-trust-us-free-acapella
Lillithe: Mix and Production

In the Mood For Love feat. Shamoozey, Emily Coy & Paploviante

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) 12/2023.
Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Pierre Bordetti

I wish you all a Merry Christmas, an.d the best for the coming year

Let's stay optimistic!!

Joyeux Noël et le meilleur pour l'année à venir.

Restons optimiste !!

-------- Passage to 2024 ---------

Only a few moments left,
a few days, a few hours,
we end this beautiful year of shit,
we start the countdown,

A year too dry,
A year too wet,
a year with too many wars,
too much hatred,
too much selfishness,

Before the passage,
the new promises,
new hopes,
of happiness,
health,
but above all peace,

the passage,
towards crazy hope,
of a better world,

the passage,
towards crazy hope,
of a better world,

Passage to 2024

Passage To 2024

Wishing everyone a happy and healthy new year 2024!
Thank you so much for your support here on SoundCloud!

Transition / Paploviante 
Paploviante: Bass, Composing, Arrangement, Mix, Picture and Mastering 
Free Download

Transition

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

Entre la peur et le courage que ferions nous si nous devions choisir un camp .
Between fear and courage, what would we do if we had to choose sides?

Compositeur : Philippe SEGUINARD  Auteur : Guillaume DULER
Lyrics :
Pour une vraie salope combien d'amoureuses
dont le crane rasé portait la croix gammée
sous les rires vengeurs d'une foule odieuse
d'un peuple libéré suant la lâcheté

Pour un patriote combien de collabos
ont fait sonner les cloches de la liberté
sombre chant d'amnésie ou douloureux échos
mais soufflé par un vent chargé de lourds secrets

pour une rébellion combien de soumissions
dans un pays rongé par les rats de l'histoire
ils ont crié leur haine à la libération
cela même dénonçaient les humbles de la gloire

Pour un juste oublié combien de faux héros
Justiciers de papiers bataillons d'aboyeurs
Fossoyeurs d'innocents vipères de bistrot
Résistant de la dernière heure

Moi qu'aurais je été en ces temps là
Qu'aurais je fait sauver mon âme ou ma peau
Lâche ou héros...

For a real slut how many lovers
whose shaven heads bore the swastika
under the vengeful laughter of an odious crowd
of a liberated people sweating cowardice

For one patriot, how many collabos
rang the bells of freedom
a dark song of amnesia with painful echoes
but blown by a wind laden with heavy secrets

for one rebellion, how many submissions
in a country eaten away by the rats of history
they shouted their hatred at liberation
that even denounced the humble of glory

For a just forgotten how many false heroes
Paper vigilantes Battalions of barkers
Grave-diggers of innocent bar vipers
Resistance fighters of the last hour

What would I have been in those days
What would I have done to save my soul or my skin
Coward or hero...
© Philippe SEGUINARD / Guillaume DULER  Février 2025

Lâche ou Héros TRANSLATED

"SI TOI AUSSI" est une chanson écrite en 2008 . Nous avons gardé la mélodie d'origine et j'ai réécris les deux derniers couplets .Sur les refrains une star de la chanson française sous son vrai nom m'accompagne au chant . Le thème est simple , des questionnements autobiographiques qui se superposent avec deux questionnements , un passé et un futur .
“SI TOI AUSSI” was written in 2008. We kept the original melody and I rewrote the last two verses, a french pop star with a  accompanying me on the chorus. The theme is simple: autobiographical questions superimposed on two questions, a past and a future.
Compositeur : Philippe SEGUINARD  Auteur : Guillaume DULER
LYRICS:
J’aurais tant donné
Si j’avais été roi
Mais étant donné
Que je ne suis que moi
Mon royaume est là
Beaucoup d’eau et du vent
Mes richesses à moi
Vois tu comme c’est grand
Dis moi toi que ferais tu si toi aussi…
Des chemins de larmes
Pauvres et amers indiens
L’histoire nous désarme
Tant de mal et plus rien
Qu’aurais je fait moi
En ces temps et puis blanc
Avec comme Loi
Ma bêtise d’ignorant
Dis moi toi qu’aurais tu fais si toi aussi…
Tendre et immobile
Sauvage et libertaire
Une vie tranquille
Dans mon coin solitaire
Très loin de la foule
Qui vole où va le vent
Qui parle et qui se saoule
Sans s'écouter vraiment
Dis moi toi que ferais tu si toi aussi…
 L'amour est hors la loi
Si je t’aide à partir
Mais qu'importe le droit
Qui sont t'ils pour interdire
Sciences inhumaines
Vielles morales obscènes
Aveugles et sans pudeur
C'est nos vies pas les leurs
Dis moi toi qu’aurais tu fais si toi aussi…

I would have given so much
If I had been king
But since
I'm only me
My kingdom is here
Lots of water and wind
My riches to me
See how big it is
Tell me what would you do if you too...
Paths of tears
Poor and bitter Indians
History disarms us
So much pain and nothing left
What would I have done
In these times and then white
With my law
My ignorant stupidity
Tell me what would you have done if you too...
Tender and still
Wild and libertarian
A quiet life
In my lonely corner
Far from the crowd
Who fly where the wind blows
Who talk and get drunk
Without really listening
Tell me, what would you do if you too...
 Love is outlawed
If I help you leave
But what does the law matter
Who are they to forbid
Inhuman sciences
Old obscene morals
Blind and shameless
It's our lives not theirs
Tell me what you would have done if you too...
© Philippe SEGUINARD / Guillaume DULER Mars 2025

Si toi aussi ( feat Christian Etchebarne ) TRANSLATED

Une chanson contre la violence conjugale...
A song against domestic violence...
Vocal/intro & Final text : DelhyA  https://soundcloud.com/user-945711181/tracks
Piano/Synth/Arrangement : Régis GAUBERT  musicoman@wanadoo.fr https://soundcloud.com/robspiritduo/tracks
Composer/Arrangements/Guitars/Slide : Philippe SEGUINARD
Lyrics : Guillaume DULER

Lyrics:
J'entends les cris là-haut d'une autre qui se débat , d'une femme qui pour cette fois ci n'est pas moi. Rien ne doit transparaitre , je ne dois pas laisser mes larmes couler et se frayer un chemin jusqu'à mes lèvres scellées . Et même si les bleus sous ma peau se réveillent , je dois les ignorer et agir comme si tout était pareil...
La peur de lui parce qu'un verre de trop
surtout se fondre invisible sans  mots
elle en vit par la force à coté de la vie
prisonnière isolée sans porte de sortie
cécité de son sang et de ses amitiés
ne pas parler se taire rien ne doit transpirer
se voiler d' un rideau de tissus de mensonge
triste jeu de cache cache qui consume et qui  ronge
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
mentir au soleil quand la lune voit tout
les nuits sont cruelles écrasées de tabous 
la honte qui maquille la vérité trop laide
qui étouffe les cris de ces appels à l'aide
accoudés au silence les sévices bien tranquilles
se prennent du bon temps ils jouent à domicile
au coupable les mains pleines de frappes de raisons
à la victime le doute de fuir sa déraison
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
le sourire de façade sous des tonnes de semblants
donner le change à celles comblées par leurs amants
vider ses yeux de tout ce qui pourrait trahir
ces miroirs la qui font qu'elle ne pourrait mentir
les bleus des sentiments qui lui cognent à la peau
violence d'un élément qui laisse sur le carreau
un corps vandalisé mort pour la fratrie
tombé au champ d'horreur abattu par celui
Qui disait qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
des baisers dans la gueule
caresses à poings fermés
d'un amour qui dégueule
de passions débordées
La tendresse des coups
Je ne peux les laisser atteindre ce rivage à nouveau où les vagues d'une mer intérieure continue se brisent en silence...

I can hear the cries of another woman struggling, a woman who this time is not me. I mustn't let anything show, I mustn't let my tears flow and make their way to my sealed lips. And even if the bruises under my skin awaken, I must ignore them and act as if everything were the same...
Fear of him because one glass too many
above all melting away invisible without words
she lives by force beside life
prisoner isolated with no way out
blindness of her blood and her friendships
don't talk shut up nothing must transpire
veil itself with a curtain of cloth of lies
sad game of hide and seek that consumes and gnaws away
And he says he adores her...always a little harder... until death
lie to the sun when the moon sees all
nights are cruel crushed by taboos 
shame that disguises the truth too ugly
that muffles the cries for help
crouched in silence quiet abuse
have a good time they play at home
to the guilty hands full of strikes of reasons
to the victim the doubt to flee his folly
And he says he loves her... always a little harder... until death
the facade of a smile under tons of pretence
giving the lie to those fulfilled by their lovers
emptying her eyes of anything that might betray
those mirrors that make it impossible for her to lie
the bruises of feelings pounding against her skin
violence of an element that leaves
a vandalized body dead for the siblings
fallen in the field of horror shot by the one
who said he adores her...always a little harder... until death
kisses in the face
caresses with closed fists
of a love that spews out
of overflowing passions
The tenderness of blows
I can't let them reach that shore again where the waves of a continuous inner sea break in silence...

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER  Juillet 2025

La tendresse des coups ( DelhyA - Régis GAUBERT & JIM ) TRANSLATED

Cette chanson parle des nuits blanches que les accidents de la vie nous font passer . Quand notre lit devient trop petit pour ces sombres pensées et que l'on va dehors pour essayer d'oublier...
This song is about the sleepless nights that life's accidents cause us to endure. When our bed becomes too small for these dark thoughts and we go outside to try to forget...

Composer/Keyboard : Régis GAUBERT https://soundcloud.com/rob-spirit/tracks musicoman@wanadoo.fr
Arrangements/Guitars : Philippe SEGUINARD
Lyrics/Singer : Guillaume DULER

Quand on marche la nuit
On change le décor
De ces choses que l'on fuit
Mais elles s'accrochent fort
Le jour est endormi
Les heureux rêvent encore
Quand on marche à l'ennui
On se traîne du corps
Quand on marche la nuit
Sous des lumières fanées , blessées
Faux soleils prisonniers
Notre ombre est une amie
Un peu désorientée
Et comme un chien elle nous suit
Fidèle et obligée
Si elle avait une vie
Elle resterait couchée
Quand on marche la nuit
On voit mieux les silences
On contemple les bruits
On regarde leur danse
Un instant on oublie
Notre désespérance
Que le jour que l'on fuit
Réveille nos souffrances
Quand on marche la nuit
On entend nos pensées (bis )
Elles sont comme des cris
Qu'on retient prisonniers
Et la Lune en amie
Paraît nous écouter
Peut être qu'elle luit
Pour mieux nous consoler
Quand on marche la nuit
On croise le hasard
Il nous parle de lui
Mais c'est bien notre histoire
On se voit dans sa vie
Comme dans un miroir
On connaît tout de lui
Il a notre mémoire
Quand on marche la nuit
Au rythme des pourquoi ( bis) 
Que nos pas ont suivi
Des traces d'autrefois
On laisse démuni (bis )
Quelqu'un qui pleurera
Qui marchera la nuit
Les jours où ça va pas

When we walk at night
We change the scenery
Of those things we flee from
But they cling on tightly
The day is asleep
The happy ones still dream
When we walk in boredom
We drag our bodies along
When we walk at night
Under faded, wounded lights
False suns held captive
Our shadow is a friend
A little disoriented
And like a dog, it follows us
Faithful and obliged
If it had a life
It would stay lying down
When we walk at night
We see the silences better
We contemplate the noises
We watch their dance
For a moment, we forget
Our despair
That the day we flee from
Awakens our suffering
When we walk at night
We hear our thoughts (repeat)
They are like cries
That we hold captive
And the Moon, our friend
Seems to listen to us
Perhaps it shines
To better console us
When we walk at night
We encounter chance
It tells us about itself
But it is really our story
We see ourselves in its life
As in a mirror
We know everything about it
It has our memory
When we walk at night
To the rhythm of the whys (repeat) 
That our steps have followed
Traces of the past
We leave helpless (repeat)
Someone who will cry
Who will walk at night
On days when things aren't going well

© Régis GAUBERT/Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER  Septembre 2025

Quand on marche la nuit ( Regis GAUBERT & JIM ) TRANSLATED

I’m happy to post this song with help from my first SC friend https://soundcloud.com/espere-verde, who encouraged me on to improve my music making from a very start. Good musician & draughtsman (he did this artwork too), his vocal performance here gave the mood I couldn’t to the song.

Technical highlights:
>Most vocals: Espere Verde
>Music & almost no vocals: Ruizzoidman
>Odd patterns hidden along three levels in this track: amalgamated psycho-hard coating, usual 7/2 in punk/ska intermediate parts, and finally the sweater core is structured in groups of five measures.

Lyrics: strangely, I wrote about these stressing things when I was 21 and supposedly happy; I'd say similarly today I'm twice as old...

SIN MUJERES NI TABACO, SIN PRISAS  /  WITHOUT WOMEN OR TOBACCO, WITHOUT HURRIES
  
Todo lo que odio me ayuda a vivir,  /  Everything I hate helps me to live,
lo que me pone enfermo me empuja a seguir.  /  what gets me ill pushes me on.
Todo aquello que quiero dejar de sentir  /  Everything I want to stop feeling
es lo que da sentido a mi vivir.  /  is what gives sense to my life.
  
No puedo vivir sin mujeres,  /  I cannot live without women,
ni tabaco, sin prisas,  /  or tobacco, without hurries,
no puedo vivir.  /  I cannot live.
  
Mi ración horaria de tabaco  /  My hourly ration of tobacco
me mata por dentro.  /  kills me from inside.
Mi ración horaria de tabaco  /  My hourly ration of tobacco
me ayuda a vivir.  /  helps me to live.
Mi ración diaria de prisas  /  My daily ration of hurries
me saca los nervios.  /  gets me on my nerves.
Mi ración diaria de prisas  /  My daily ration of hurries
me empuja a seguir.  /  pushes me to continue.
  
Mi ración … de mujeres  /  My … ration of women 
me hace sufrir.  /  makes me suffer.
Mi ración … de mujeres  /  My … ration of women 
me ayuda a vivir.  /  helps me to live.

ER29HC8 ©1995 ®2015

Sin mujeres ni tabaco, sin prisas (Most vocals by Espere Verde)

Talkin’ about Love       
Collab Hans-Michael (Clouders for) / Lillithe 2016
Main Track:
https://soundcloud.com/clouders_for/aint-talkin-bout-love
Hans-Michael  (Clouders for) „ain’t talkin' bout love"
Guitar-Drum-Bass:  
Hans-Michael (Clouders for)
Remix: Lillithe
Add: Organ
E-Piano (Jeff Lorber)
Vox: Jessi-Jeron-Donna

Talkin' about Love / Hans-Michael on guitar(Clouders for)( Prod.Lillithe)

Maggie & Eddy 3.3

When I´ m singing. 1392 ( 1996 ) Margareta Theorin-Eddy Mango ( Margareta )

Poetry is not an obsession but a vocation. It's a river you jump into as soon as you're called, and you spend your life floating with the current.  JIM HARRISON ( 1937 - 2016 )
La poésie n'est pas une obsession mais une vocation. C'est une rivière dans laquelle tu sautes dès qu'on t'y appelle et tu passes ta vie à flotter au gré du courant. JIM HARRISON ( 1937 - 2016 )
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Philippe SEGUINARD : Composer-Arranger & Musician
Guillaume DULER : Songwriter & Singer
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Bloc-Note 📔 (feat Sylvie Tiret) TRANSLATED

🎸 𝗝 𝗜 𝗠 🎙