Also reminds me a bit of Sinkane, a wonderful African American artist.

J'ai souvent, pour ne pas dire toujours, un problème avec les textes en français car, les comprenant, j'y entends très vite les faiblesses. Ben chez vous, rien de tout ça : les mots sont choisis avec soins et sonnent justes. D'ailleurs ça devrait être le minimum standard requis pour prétendre à une carrière musicale. Ça nous préserverait un peu de toutes ces merdes sur les ondes FM (oh merde ! j'ai pas dit merde ?! si ?!!!) ^^

A lovely optimistic Tune :):) Bruce Cockburn meets Paul Simon :)

J'suis pour le faux départ aussi ! bravo!

sinon il y a la théorie de lorentz (trou de vers) hé hé !

dans ce cas chanter en français est un atout..bravo

Love the funky guitar work, this is excellent!

Superb voix. Joli texte et parfaite réalisation. Magnifique.

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

Dirk Taubenheim (From The Gatsbys) : Lead Singer
Delphine Portier : Backing Vocals
Richard Gonfrier : Music and Lyrics, Mix&Master
* Richard Gonfrier* copyright ©. 2023


Hi guys, really proud today introducing a very fruitful collab with my friend Dirk Taubenheim from The Gatsbys. This song means a lot to me, as this is my very first song I partly wrote almost 15 years ago. I only finished music and arrangement last year, and considering the great welcome this song had from you all, I decided to carry on the work and write lyrics. 
Once it was finished, I offered Dirk to sing it, as I always thought he had the admirable rocky voice this song deserved. He accepted straight away to sing it, which was an honor for me considering his prolific songwriting career. If you don't know him yet, you definitely have to visit his SC page : https://soundcloud.com/the-gatsbys
I hope you enjoy, and best wishes to you all.

1:00am (feat. The Gatsbys)Remastered

Hello dear friends. It's been a long while. We've all been through hell some way or other and I wish you love joy and strength.
It was great having Brian visit us in Durban this past month (the old boy's leaving on Friday). Well while he was here I got him to do some backing vocals. And he was a big help with the mixing as well. Thanks Brian!

Vocals and guitars Johnny Minstrel
Backing vocals Brian Peters https://soundcloud.com/brianpeters-3



Legerdemain - words and music Johnny Minstrel 

Bring out your entertainers
the jugglers and the clowns
We’re in the belly of the beast
as the world shuts down
All is smoke and mirrors
I hear someone say
Living the illusion
till Judgement Day 

Oh legerdemain
Too fast for the eye to see and the brain to explain
Oh, oh legerdemain
C’mon baby 
Do that trick again

He’s gonna blow your mind
Mo Magic’s back in town
There’s always something kinder
Whenever he’s around
Today is like tomorrow
Uncertain and unclear
Spill your drink of sorrows
God knows that’s too much beer

Oh legerdemain
Too fast for the eye to see and the brain to explain
Oh, oh legerdemain
C’mon baby 
Do that trick again

Well there’s nobody here
Anymore than somebody there
Guess I’ll meet you in the ether
On some dodgy cable line
And if you see me turn the corner
Wave a hello or goodbye
Who knows where I’ll be going
And who I’ll be next time
Who I’ll be next time 

Bring out your entertainers
All the world’s a stage
Just looks a little smaller
In this virtual cage
So, throw in a coin dear missus
I promise you a thrill
Not stealing from the masses
Or teaching how to kill

Oh legerdemain
Too fast for the eye to see and the brain to explain
Oh, oh legerdemain
C’mon baby 
Do that trick again

Rumours From Paradise

Legerdemain

Legerdemain     with Brian Peters

keep the hope...

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ひとり刹那 / beauty in sadness
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風のささやく声が　通りすぎて　今

夏を連れていった
想い出に変えていった

ひとり刹那の　波に揺られ

いいことばかりじゃない
わるいことだけでもない


たたずむ　今日もあれ　見えない距離
やがてこの地上も　雪の音を　聴く


風のささやく声が　通りすぎて　今

夏を連れていった
想い出に変えていった

ひとり　音無し　路に置かれ

今年も　また　ひとつ
歳は　離れ



祈る言葉さえ　どこ吹く風
やがてこの地上も　雪の音だけ　聴く


風のささやく声が　通りすぎて　今

夏を連れていった
想い出に変えていった


ひとり刹那の　波に揺られ

いいことばかりじゃない
わるいことだけでもない

ひとり刹那 / beauty in sadness

Driving by a cupcake shop after hours, I witnessed a horde of rats devouring a stack of cupcakes left out in their trash. I said, "Cupcake Rats...that sounds like a pop punk band!" And, with an assist on lyrics from my brah Roger Vaughn...on the vocals from an incredible StudioPros vocalist...and on the mix from our buddy Peter Pope...a delightfully silly confection was born. I'm playing all instruments, and cut the drum loops.
LYRICS
Cupcake Rats, masters of the night
A sticky-sweet blight on polite society
Cupcake Rats

In the alley, they're on a mission
Sugar-starved rats near Cupcake Kitchen
In the moonlight, a shinny vision
Castaway cakes some bum has pissed in
Scurry, scurry, in a hurry
A seedy feeding frenzy, furry ball of fury
Chocolate icing, so enticing
A gutter buttercream dream in food porn lighting

When we're sleeping, rats are feasting
Cupcake Rats, masters of the night
A sticky-sweet blight on polite society
Yeah, that's right, Cupcake Rats
I know you saw that rodentia, didntcha?
Cupcake Rats!!

The air is grimy, slimy smells
Putrid sewer steam, swirled with sea salted caramel
Loaded pistols, assorted sprinkles
Slashing, gnashing teeth--all intermingled
Teaming vermin are a-squirming
Mangled angel food cake, squeaky rat sermons
Be sympathetic, it's pathetic
Most of those rats are Type II diabetic
CHORUS
GUITAR SOLO
CHORUS

Cupcake Rats (Silly Lyrics in Description)

Might need to turn it up a little:)
**remixed 12/23 to fix boomy guitar and adjust eq on multiple tracks:)***
All rights reserved 12/5/2022
Artwork by Robin F. Williams 

I know… if I look away
I’m better off to see…
Time in a different way
And how it should be…
The minutes move so slowly
And sow their seeds…
Morning takes away the darkness
Eventually…

And if…I don’t miss the chance
To take it all in inside
Before walls come crumbling down
And we run and hide…
The hours show so little mercy 
Don’t you see
That we’re given what we need
Eventually…

The hours show so little mercy 
Don’t you see
That we’re given what we need
Eventually…

Eventually

Composed & Produced by: Chivicke
HomeStudio Productions ©2023
Photography by Álvaro Arano

Title inspired from the wonderful poem "Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche"  by the great Chilean poet Pablo Neruda.
https://algundiaenalgunaparte.com/2016/02/26/poema-xx-puedo-escribir-los-versos-mas-tristes-esta-noche-de-pablo-neruda/

Sometimes she loved me too

Sometimes She Loved Me Too

Here's the first Anomon & Elliot recording in a New Series of musical conversations in 'The Livingroom', in February 2023. And today (Feb. 21st it's #2 on the SC New & Hot Ambient Chart in North America. 

The tones and textures Tim created on his guitar as we began improvising reminded me of the Erhu.. the two stringed Chinese instrument played with a bow. It felt like we were actually looking out over the amazing horizon in the photo above, filled with wonder. Shortly after, we found our way into the musical equivalent of Para-Gliding over the clouds in very cool n joyous groove that continues to pulse through until the finish.

We hope you'll enJOY, too. 😊

© Gary Courtland-Miles & Tim Elliot 2023
℗ Gary Courtland-Miles 2023 & Tim Elliot 2023
 
Tim Elliot on Telecaster 
Gary Courtland-Miles on Heinztman piano.

The Photo is from the Annual World Garden Photography Contest
© Tony North, who won First place for it.
Titled: Breathing Spaces Blue Tajinaste,
it taken high in La Palma, Canary Islands, Spain.

Tonal Pulse *

A song for a very special person...this one knows about it.

Happy birthday 🌹😍❤️

https://youtu.be/sxa45U2Bzt4 LISTEN to the Video 😁

🎞️ Video

Silver Pearl

Words and Composition by Sean Drysdale

Sean Drysdale: Guitar, Bass, Vox 
A. Reed: Programming, Keyboard

Freeway

Spring time (Guitar solo)

IN PREPARATION FOR  CONCERTS . SORRY FOR THE ABSENCE . P&G
Thanks to everyone for the listens, likes, reposts and comments ... 💙🤍💖
https://philseg64.wixsite.com/imageaujourlejour

Faux départ (feat Sylvie Tiret) TRANSLATED

🎸 𝗝 𝗜 𝗠 🎙

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