encore une belle composition..l atmosphère..le son..le chant

une autre très belle composition, super texte, voix et à la gloire des aigles qui nous observent de la haut :)

Magnifique ! J'adore le rythme, une impression de vol plané de l'aigle. Et puis les sons de guitare, wow... Une des guitares avec son un peu étouffé avec le Flanger. 🎸🔥🔥🎶👏🙌🌹

Bravo. J'ai toujours eu une passion pour les natifs américains..... merci beaucoup pour cette belle chanson.

The semi-psychedelic yet tribal edged break really completes this impassioned pop-rocker! Your vocals really fit this vibe perfectly!

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D'aprés le poème amérindien "The Delight Song of Tsoai-talee " de Norman Scott Momaday
Compositeur Arrangeur : Philippe SEGUINARD Auteur Mélodiste : Guillaume DULER
Lyrics :
Je suis une plume dans le ciel immense
Je suis l'ombre qui suit l'enfance
Je suis le cheval qui galope dans la plaine 
Alors regarde, je suis vivant

Je suis l'aigle qui joue avec le vent 
Je suis un bouquet de perles étincelant
Je suis l'étoile la plus lointaine des prairies
Alors regarde, je suis vivant

Je suis la lumière de l'après-midi
Je suis les paillettes sur la neige après la nuit 
Je suis le sentier de la lune sur le lac
Alors regarde, je suis vivant

Je suis la grande flamme aux quatre couleurs 
Je suis la faim d'un jeune loup 
Je suis un vol d'oies dans le ciel d'hiver 
Alors regarde, je suis vivant

Je suis vivant

It's May, the warm season has begun! How about having breakfast with someone you really like or are in love with? That's what the song is about. We tried to capture the atmosphere of the morning.
“Weekend! Saturday morning! The night makes way for the early day and in the early sun rays of light you bring the covered breakfast tray. The smell of fresh coffee fills the room in this sunny month of May…”

Breakfast with You

This is new take on a song that Rodolfo and I first worked on 4 years ago. He had always imagined it with fine saxophone and great backing harmonies and now that Continental Collision has a wonderful pool of talent to draw on, that has become a reality, thanks to Ce Mastro and Georg Boehme's beautiful contributions.
The song has been given so much more feeling and emotion.
Thanks to them and Rodolfo for believing that we could succeed  and thanks to all of you for listening.

Rodolfo Planes - Music composition, instrumentation, arrangement, production and mix - @rplanes
Me - Vocals and additional lyrics
Javier Rolando - Original song lyrics
Ce Mastro - Backing vocals and chorus vocal arrangement - @cemastro
Georg Boehme - Sax solo and fills - @georg-boehme
Image (Caithness, Scotland): Courtesy of Douglas Corrance

A Stranger In Your Heart - Continental Collision featuring Ce Mastro & Georg Boehme

I don't know what I've done wrong?
I don't know why you have gone?
Though I hope some day,
When I whisper your name,
We'll be together.
But today's too soon.
When I think of you, I dream.
Yet still, I'm a stranger,
Yet still, I'm a stranger in your heart.

Sometimes I feel like a fool.
Never knowing whether you'll,
Give me hope some day,
Still I call your name.
We'll be together.
Is today too soon?
When I think of you, I dream.
No longer a stranger,
No longer a stranger in your heart.

A Stranger In Your Heart - Continental Collision (featuring Ce Mastro and Georg Boehme)

Improvised woodwind quartet with synth.....and beats.
 
Photo: 'The Headstone' on Hallam Moor, Sheffield during August heather bloom.

ORGANIC

Vipers

Most Important Things

Inspired by the  letter from Albert Einstein to his daughter   (Universal Force of Love)

Love is… (lyrics)

Love is gravity, love is a
Force that unfolds and reveals; 
Love is gravity, love is light

Love is gravity, 
it makes some people feel attracted. 

Love is gravity  power, Love force
unfolds and reveals
Love is day and night

Love is gravity

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocal
Gary Reeves: Toms
Hans Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement & Production

Photo of Max from The Albers' Archive

What to say about Maximilian?
There are so many things to be told: a lifetime of 24 years, full of special moments, joys, fears, sorrows, worries, hopes, dreams, ups, downs, progress, regress, searching, finding, winning, losing, restlessness, peace...
His life had begun with an extremely difficult birth, almost as if the world didn’t want him. They told us he had a life-threatening infection, there were probably holes in his lungs and he obviously had no kidneys. In total, his chances of surviving were exceedingly slim. However, after endless weeks of both despair and hope, he overcame the infection, the diagnosis of holes in his lungs turned out to be totally wrong and they even discovered a kidney.  Just one maybe but at least it worked perfectly.  His journey into existence had begun.
As he grew, so did the never-ending nightmare of problems, challenges and battles, until we began to wonder what could possibly happen next.  Through it all, Max took every opportunity to accumulate extreme experiences - never hiding, always   seeking.  For that, we loved him even more…and even more it broke our hearts that we couldn’t help him find what he was looking for.
But suddenly, as the Summer of 2011 dawned, his troubles seemed to merely fade away.  Was he just arriving in life, coming of age, finding his place in society?  To be honest, we hadn’t the faintest idea.  But it was abundantly clear that, having always been an underdog, that same unwelcoming world had simply started to like and respect him.  He began to realise his many talents, enjoying his job as never before, finally becoming something he had never been - happy.
Fast forward to the gorgeous Summer evening of June 28th, the eve of a 4-week vacation to which he had been looking forward so very much.  A smile on his face, he said he was in the mood to go jogging, something he loved. Sometimes, he ran and ran for ages.  He’d been gone about 3 hours, quite a long time even for him, so Carina called his phone and he answered, cheerfully telling her not to worry and assuring her he’d be home very soon.  Seconds after the call, out of the blue, he collapsed.  A pulmonary embolism.  They told us he died instantly. 
Max, we have no words for what happened, nor for the eternal gratitude we feel for every single second of your life.  We do know we will never stop loving you.”
(Hans & Carina Albers)

Small chance of survival, words from the first day
Stretching all emotions not a single which way
Asking whys and reasons, a chance to breathe long
Heartbreaking moments, hopes remained strong

Such a short distance, but a life running miles
Bring every sensation, fear to a million smiles
Experience not forgotten, continuous hug of care      
Born with fighting spirit, giving back more to share

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

Every challenge building, inner muscles to be felt
Secret ways to be happy, never question hand dealt         
Complication of thinking to find a new sentence 
Pathways to friendships, dreams of acceptance

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

A vision full of truth with strength to admire
Finding a hidden talent, past helping to aspire 
No journey of distance could prevent direction
A phone call assurance became last connection

It’s hard to find words, express feelings remaining 
Deep down inside shell, empty, sad, self-complaining 
But we will never forget our boy hero from birth
Brought love and kindness, past and future unblurred

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, will never forget
24 years of love…

MAXIMILIAN - CRIPPLE CLUB  (Please Read Description)

Le meilleur et le pire n'est pas dans l'outil mais dans l'utilisation par l'humain ... The best and the worst is not in the tool but in the use by humans... 🌓

〈 L'Ombre et la Lumière 〉

Black Stones (Rehearsal)

Life's a simulation

👑 GlitchTune VaporMight UltraTech Bro 👑
The Hannibal Directive is a high-energy psy-odyssey blending dark house, psytrance, and dubstep into a relentless, hypnotic groove. An electrifying, immersive experience. This track delivers a seductive, edgy vibe perfect for workouts, late-night drives, or getting lost in Zemandan’s futuristic sound world.

The Hannibal Directive

Night Fishing (Remix)

No altar stands for me to fall,
No holy light, no sacred call.
I’ve crawled through fires, walked through knives,
And came out howling, eating life.

You kneel for hope — I rise through wrath,
I wear no chains, I carve my path.
You bend for lies etched in the sky —
I laugh with thunder when angels cry.

I kneel to no one!
No cross, no crown, no throne undone!
I bleed, I burn, I bite, I run —
My soul bows only to the sun!

I watched your kings rot in silk,
Fed on fear, drank mercy’s milk.
But I drank venom from my wounds,
And danced alone under blood moons.

No priest could speak my name and live,
No god can curse what I won’t give.
My worship’s carved in tooth and flame —
My altar’s built from shattered names.

You kneel for comfort.
You kneel for peace.
I rise for war.
I rise for me.

I kneel to no one!
No cross, no crown, no throne undone!
I bleed, I burn, I bite, I run —
My soul bows only to the sun!

Not heaven. Not hell. Not fate. Not fear.
I am the silence you can’t hear.
I am the scream behind your hymn 
Born from ash and raised in sin.

“I KNEEL… TO NO ONE!”

I Kneel To No One

Text:
Intro (spoken, distant):
I opened my eyes in the wrong century.
The sun was digital,
and nobody cared.

Verse 1:
The streets hum like broken organs,
faces glow blue in the night.
I asked a man for a match —
he showed me his phone.

Bridge (spoken, confused):
Where are the drummers?
Where is the smoke?
Where are the women dancing
with fire in their throats?

Chorus (half-sung, echoing):
I’m back from the fever dream,
but the dream forgot my name.
I’m back from the cosmic stream,
but nothing feels the same.

(Solo)

Verse 2:
The poets talk in headlines now,
the lovers swipe instead of kiss.
I saw a mirror on a wall —
it showed me what I missed.

Bridge (spoken, building):
I think I died once,
but no one told me.
They wrote songs,
but forgot the melody.

Chorus (sung stronger):
I’m back from the fever dream,
crawling through the screen.
The dead still write the news,
and the living just read the scene.

Breakdown (spoken, manic):
There’s a god in the algorithm,
a priest in the feed,
a million prophets screaming
what no one needs.

They sell salvation
with an access code,
and I —
I’m just trying to find the road!

(Guitar-Solo)

Final Chorus (sung, echoing):
I’m back from the fever dream,
I came too late to see.
The world moved on without me,
and now —
it dreams of me.

Outro (spoken softly):
Maybe I never died.
Maybe the world did.
And I just woke up
to watch it sleep.

My name is Jim Morriso… äh Jim, only Jim

A playlist/album dedicated to the Amiga Tracker scene of the 90's and early 2000's. 


The Mega Module Collection (Volume I)

Purple Motion / Future Crew - Starshine

Quentin PETITEVILLE alias DJ YAK'Ô a toujours voulu composer de la musique tel un rêve d’enfant, en pensant que ce n’était pas possible.

Il a découvert le jeu vidéo « Music Creation for PlayStation » début des années 2000 et il lui a été offert des suites logicielles tel, que les eJay sur PC.

Une crise de créativité et d’inspiration s’est vite fait ressentir : cela venait sûrement d’un manque de culture musicale, à l’époque, et l’utilisation d’outils trop simplistes.

Puis est venu l’arrivé de l’Internet haut-débit, Quentin a pu donc partager ses compositions sur son site web et sur les forums dédiés à la Musique Assistée par Ordinateur : C’est la naissance du surnom DJ YAK’Ô.

Suite à la réception de critiques et de discussions très enrichissantes avec les différents membres, son style a pu se peaufiner avec le temps.

Des événements, plus ou moins heureux, dans sa vie personnelle l’ont obligé à pouvoir exprimer ses émotions intérieures. Ceci, lié à l’utilisation d’outils plus professionnels l’amène à vouloir travailler plus en profondeur le son et la structure de ses morceaux.

La découverte d’artistes indépendants, de groupes classiques de la musique électronique, tel que le groupe allemand Kraftwerk, pour ne citer que lui, ou alors les musiques de jeux vidéos, lui ont ouvert la voie de la créativité. Sa famille l’incitant à poursuivre dans cette voie.

Jusqu’à maintenant, il s’est contenté de publier ces musiques uniquement sur son site web mais aujourd’hui, il souhaite faire découvrir son travail à un nombre croissant de monde.

Il travaille seul actuellement car il s’agit pour lui de pouvoir « faire parler » ses émotions.

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
Thanks to everyone for the listens, likes, reposts and comments ... 💙🤍💖
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