Little mysterious funk, to me.  And the chant adds a creative dimension throughout.  And I can cross one off my bucket list...hearing a French rap.  Thank you for that.

il est vraiment très bon ce morceau je prends bcp de plaisir a le reecouter. jai du commenter deja, mais c'est super top et trop cool :) une excellente collab, reussie

Great performances all around, especially digging the percussion on here!

J'ai toujours autant de plaisir à vous écouter !

Taken from the forth-coming album Tales of Generation X the final frontier is a science fiction inspired space rock odyssey inspired by my 
love of the cosmos and my fascination with ufos and unexplained events ,this song went though many different forms and mixes eventually i got my friend the producer Russ sinfield to mix and master the track and also add a proper percussion section ,we also rebuilt the middle 8 which i call the star section and what you here is what we decided to release
written and produced. by Jim Manser
mixed and mastered by Russ sinfield
percussion by russ sinfield
visual video by Jim Manser made using storm and node tools
watch the inte-rsteller lyric video on youtube https://youtu.be/A7PIen-5U1Q

the video link

The final frontier [watch the  video on youtube]

(Song Terry Reeves, Lyrics Janice Slater)
Terry Reeves: Vocals
Gary Reeves: Vocals, Congas, Drums
Hans Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement & Production

Cover pic from Janice Slater's personal archive.
Arterial-flow – Rive-gauche
australianjazzrealbook.com/artists/janice-slater/
bentenlaughing.blogspot.com/
www.reverbnation.com/janiceslater

I arrived in London in early ‘71 and landed on the Holland Road, Shepherd’s Bush not long after.
My good pal Julie Lewis (from Durham) with whom I’d worked with in Sydney, had digs there and invited me to stay. Nonetheless I found it a challenging place to be after Sydney, Summer, beaches, family and gigs. Amongst Julie’s record collection was Nick Drake’s 'Bryter Later' which brought solace to me as I often felt very alone and completely at a loss as to how to navigate London town.

Years later I was to learn that Freddie Mercury was living just a few doors down from us on the Holland Road...no I never knew him...but when I wrote the lyric it seemed apt to pay homage to Freddie and our collective dreams. I’m so happy with Cripple Club’s interpretation of the lyrics, bringing to life a musical collage that depicts the highs and lows of living on the Holland Road through my first cold winter! From my heart; thank you Terry & Gary Reeves; you are two soulful & gifted brothers; I feel so indebted to you both and to Hans Albers for his powerful musical contributions. Thank you, everyone, for listening. (Janice Slater)

Having been such a good friend to us over the years, it has been such an honour to work with Janice on this song. It is dedicated to every one of the beautiful friends we have made here on the Cloud. Thank you all for the support you have given to our music. The last ten years have been filled with such wonderful memories. Much love to you all. (Gary & Terry Reeves)

I’m standing on the fraying edge
Of golden russet gown
Everything’s evolving
Spinning and turning my head around

A familiar voice insulted
And 'Bryter Later's so understated
There’s evidence of a circumstantial nature
But once again, I don’t feel the danger

(Spoken) But now I’m declining all invitations...

I hear the doorbell
But there’s just a stranger
Standing on the fraying edge of fear
Of a city without pity and you’re not near

Freddie he’s walking
Heading down the street
Just like me
The snow and sleet under his feet

Oh but we’ve yet to meet
Looking down the Holland Road
Nobody can see us
Standing on the fraying edge

(Spoken) I was just like you Freddie, looking for that song...

Or three or four
We are looking for salvation
On the Holland Road
And Shepherds Bush Station

Freddie he’s still walking, heading down the street
Just like him, singing music for trick or treat

(Spoken) Oh but we’ve yet to meet…

GUITAR BREAK

(Spoken) Just around the corner from…
Portobello Road
On the fraying edge (repeat x 8)
Of a fraying town

THE FRAYING EDGE - CRIPPLE CLUB, HANS ALBERS & JANICE SLATER

Original Song
Lyrics  
Life laid me flat with both hands behind it's back
And I was down for the count before the first bell ever rang
But life if you think I am gonna  pretty please my way through ya
Then you got another thing another thing coming

Cause 
I ain't  done yet
No, I ain't done yet
Sometimes I feel broken and buried in regret 
But I ain't done yet

Sometimes I wish life was like Christmas morning  
With all of its gifts piling under the tree
But life if you think I’ll quit cause your gifts aren’t wrapped and pretty 
Then you got another thing another thing coming

Cause 
I ain't  done yet
No, I ain't done yet
Sometimes I feel broken and buried in regret 
But I ain't done yet

Keep looking up
Keep looking up
Cause what can life show us with our eyes cast to the ground

I  may be weak but I won’t stop

Cause 
I ain't  done yet
No, I ain't done yet
I might sometimes feel broken and buried in regret 
But I ain't done yet

Ain't Done Yet

THE SEA WAS WATCHING US

Many thanks to Andy Cruse (Kafla) for adding his great vocals to the track. You can hear more of Andy's music here.. https://soundcloud.com/andrewcruse/tracks

Here's to you my comrades
Who've been and passed
Here's to you my friends
I raise my glass.

The times we shared
Those times are gone
Our lives are joined forever
We share a bond

We had our fun
And now it's time to pay
All the things we've said and done
Are washed away

Ah,the young will live forever
All of a single mind
Always rushing forward
Never need to look behind

We had our fun
And now it's time to pay
All the things we've said and done
Are washed away

Single Minds. feat Kafla on vocals

"If love is your poison / Then love is the cure"

Letting Go

Silver Moon

(Original song, mastering, vocals and lyrics by KidOfEarth)⚠️ © Copyright France)
"Tout pardonner" (forgive everything)
I walk alone in the street
I think of you that I lost
will i still be ready to love
and when can I give again?
In the arteries, I sneak
I find a bar where the wine is good
the landlady sees me as fragile
but it doesn't matter, I get drunk more than reason

the sky is clear, the stars twinkle
and I get lost in the slums of the city
through brothels and neon lights
I satisfy... my addictions

I walk alone, I'm lost
I think of everything that is no longer
can i forget everything tomorrow
Will I finally be able to forgive everything?

Donate ❤️️

Arrangements/Mix/Mastering :  Xan CASTEL & Philippe SEGUINARD
Compositeur :  Philippe SEGUINARD
Auteurs Mélodistes :  Jérémy et Romain TORRES & Guillaume DULER
Chants :  Chloé Kenza ELLOOK (CKenza)Jérémy et Romain TORRES & Guillaume DULER
Guitares :  Philippe SEGUINARD  Saxophone et Djembé : Jérémy TORRES
Mao : Xan CASTEL https://soundcloud.com/xan-castel
                                 https://soundcloud.com/johncastel
Choeurs : TRIUMVIRAT  https://soundcloud.com/user-460262747-508718205   & JIM
Lyrics : 
Passons nous le ciel et l'essentiel
Pour un deal d'elle et il au pluriel
Mélangeons nos gènes à bout de draps
Effaçons les frontières de nos doigts

Apporte ton style
Qu'importe ta ville 
Enfants de Gaïa
Nés sous le même toit
Apporte ton style
Qu'importe ta ville
Frères et sœurs de ça
On a le même toit

Au volant de nos ailes soulevons
Des montagnes d'erreurs et de questions
Dérivons nos continents en s'aimant
D'amours différentes intenses aimants

Apporte ton style
Qu'importe ta ville 
Enfants de Gaïa
Nés sous le même toit
Apporte ton style
Qu'importe ta ville
Frères et sœurs de ça
On a le même toit

Il t'en faut trop pour être bien et bien trop peu pour être soûlé
J'ai le smile la tête sous l'eau, tu fais la gueule sous l'soleil 
Après quoi cours tu ? Pourquoi appeler les coup durs ?
Stop, arrête toi deux minutes, ne vois tu pas tes menottes ?
Contemple ce qui t'entoure, et rends la pareille, 
Connecte toi à autre chose que ton foutu appareil 
On est tous les mêmes pourtant chacun sort du lot
C'est chaque petite goutte qui fait grandir le cours de l'eau
Main dans la main c'est mieux que d'en venir aux poings
Nous sommes tous dans le même camp, ok, marquons un point 
Personne ne gagne dans une guerre
La paix est bien plus forte que nous, 
Et était là avant tout
Elle restera après notre ère

Les trésors de la vie sont sous nos yeux 
Tout dépend ta vision des choses
Les erreurs qu’on commet sont des portes vers un avenir sans faute 
Aie confiance en l’univers 
Aime la vie et ceux qui t’entourent
Et si jamais tu te perds 
Suis l’instinct et apprécie la route 
Depuis que j’ai compris ça je vis comme un roi ou comme un chat 
j’apprécie chaque moment
Tout seul ou auprès des miens 
sous le froid la pluie, sous l'soleil des tropiques
La tristesse le malheur la joie, la paix sont des grâces de l’univers car au fond je suis toujours habité par ce feu sacré 
Qui embrase mon âme 
L’amour dans nos cœurs à jamais 
Laisse jaillir ta flamme 
tu brilleras pour l’éternité

Glissons sur nos vagues à l'âme à l'unisson
Un seul monde une même moisson
Marchons sur nos traces d'avants d'ailleurs
Sur les sables émouvants de nos peurs

Apporte ton style
Qu'importe ta ville 
Enfants de Gaïa
Nés sous le même toit
Apporte ton style
Qu'importe ta ville
Frères et sœurs de ça
On a le même toit
© Triumvirat & Jim  Mars 2023

Le Même Toit ( Triumvirat & Jim ) Feat CKenza

Thank You for 1000 plays! ❤️

HAPPY EASTER everyone!

It's a happy one from me this time ;) It's really rare and I hope You'll enjoy :)

It's a tribute to old times (early '90 of 20th century) when Amiga was my main source of fun and my music creation tool. 

I created this piece on August 28, 2022 but I wasn't technically ready to release it. I was really green at the time in music production. So it was in my "drawer" until couple days ago. I've tweaked it a bit and here we are!

Thanks to Alexander Stratonov @ephtrackx for his patience and lots of mixing advices.

AMIGAzed

Texte Français et Google Traduction

LES HOMMES

Les êtres humains se tuent
Pour gagner de la place,
Un territoire perdu
C’est autant de menaces.
A chacun son terrain
Et son bout du monde,
Mais défendre le sien
C’est toujours à la bombe.

Les pays veulent voir grand,
Ecraser à tout va.
Les bons et les méchants
Justifient leurs combats.
C’est la loi du plus fort
Sans chercher à se dire,
On comptera les morts
Sous la stèle du souv’nir.

De tous temps il y’a eu
Pour la guerre une justice,
Tant de corps disparus,
De mauvais sacrifices.
Sous couverts de prétextes,
N’importe, on justifie
Et alors sans complexe,
On s’invente des tueries.

Plus fier que la bête
L’homme est grand, se sent beau,
Et ne reste bien en fait
Que le pire des salauds.
A l’entendre souvent
On finirait par croire,
Que seuls les bains de sang
Lui donnent la gloire.

Que penser de la race
La plus intelligente,
Qui ne laissera pour trace
Que des images violentes.
Et fort plus grave encore
Si on le laisse faire,
Ce sera bien la mort
De la planète entière.

Alors me direz vous
Et vous avez raison ?
Dans un sac met pas tout,
Il y a quelques bons !
Mais en regardant bien
Faut pas rêver et croire,
C’est bien l’homme de demain
Qui termin’ra l’histoire.

MEN

human beings kill each other
To save space,
A lost territory
So many threats.
To each his own land
And his end of the world,
But defend his
It's still bomb.

Countries want to think big,
Crush everything.
The good guys and the bad guys
Justify their fights.
It's the law of the strongest
Without trying to say,
We will count the dead
Under the stele of remembrance.

At all times there has been
For war a justice,
So many missing bodies
Bad sacrifices.
Under cover of pretexts,
It doesn't matter, we justify
And then without complex,
We invent killings.

prouder than the beast
The man is tall, feels handsome,
And don't stay well in fact
Than the worst of bastards.
To hear it often
We would end up believing,
That only bloodbaths
Give Him the glory.

what about race
the smartest,
Who won't leave a trace
What violent images.
And much more serious still
If we let it,
It will be death
From the whole planet.

So will you tell me
And you are right ?
In a bag don't put everything,
There are a few good ones!
But looking closely
Do not dream and believe,
He is the man of tomorrow
Which will end the story.

LES HOMMES (Chanson Française)

IN PREPARATION FOR  CONCERTS . SORRY FOR THE ABSENCE . P&G
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