VIDEO https://youtu.be/FDjNav6gvLw

"un-controlling" for cello, piano and two ebows composed by Dika Chartoff (ASCAP 2022) 

Dave Eggar, cello
Clare Longendyke, piano
Christian Amonson, recording engineer
Louis Ng, recording engineer

In memory and celebration of my friend Ben who was a wonderful friend to so many; amazing son, brother and father; a passionate surfer and sailor who lost his life to suicide after a long battle with depression.

During the opening, characterized as Poetico quasi senza mesura (poetic and unmeasured), the e-bow is used as an ostinato - a constant sound triggered by a magnet that vibrates the piano strings. Essentially, it’s a noise that’s calming and seductive at times, but much like depression, or tinnitus, it’s an unwelcome guest. The second part, giocoso (lively and humorous), is an innocent and technical interlude that culminates in climbing adrenaline; such as surfing a giant wave. Finally, Lento Irrealmente (slow and surreal) is a free fall of reverberating, vibrations and letting go. The e-bow is not present at that moment and perhaps a sense of hope, is restored.

un-controlling

Acoustic instrumental rock. Slide guitar in part of the song.

Slide Guitar Anthem

keep the hope...

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街灯 / street light
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どうか
想い届けと　風をあつめて
祈る　ゆびさき

どこか
帰る場所など　有るが如くの
急ぐ　あしおと

命があるか　ないかの
二色で塗られた景色だけ
吹き荒れて　佇んで
暗闇ですら　ない

自分のような　何かが
自分の姿で演じてる　そして
泣きぬれて　狼狽えて
こっちを覗いてる

ひとり
灯る街灯に　寒くないかと
憂う　ゆうぐれ

いつか
閉じる扉など　有るが如くの
急ぐ　ひとなみ

命があるか　ないかの
二色で塗られた景色だけ
吹き荒れて　佇んで
暗闇ですら　ない

自分のような　愚かな
自分の姿を忘れてる者が
泣きぬれて　狼狽えて
こっちを覗いてる

AppleMusic

街灯 / street light

Snatch A Style

Life's a simulation

Paroliers : Lucien Morisse - André Michel Charles Salvet
Musique : Jacques Dutronc \ ASCAP : 884349551
Label : Disques Vogue
Sortie : 1962

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English translation below the French

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Hommage à Françoise Hardy disparue le 11 juin 2024
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Je fais honneur à la chanson française et aussi aux Followers "Français" 😊

Petite parenthèse : Je suis d'origine Vietnamienne, née au Laos 
où j'ai vécu pendant 10 ans étant petite.
Je vis en France depuis un certain temps et un temps certain...
Et mes goûts musicaux sont anglo-saxons. (Compliqué !... 😩)

Je suis navrée de ne pas faire beaucoup de reprises de chansons françaises...
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Cette chanson était connue dans le monde, même au Laos. 😁
(Le Laos faisait parti de l'Indochine Française)

Il y avait même une version italienne "L'Età Dell'amore"

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Tribute to Françoise Hardy, who passed away on June 11, 2024

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I honor French music and also my “French” followers 😊

A little aside: I am of Vietnamese origin, born in Laos 
where I lived for 10 years as a child.
I have been living in France for quite some time now...
And my musical tastes are Anglo-Saxon. (Complicated!... 😩)

I'm sorry I don't do many French covers...
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This song was known around the world, even in Laos. 😁
(Laos was part of French Indochina)

There was even an Italian version, “L'Età Dell'amore.”
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Vocal : Anh
Arrangement (Yamaha PSR-SX900) : Phong
Recorded : July 24, 2025
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Le Temps De L'Amour - Cover (Françoise Hardy)

Work for it 

[Verse 1] He talkin’ ‘smack that, nah, I’ma ride that Make him pay rent on the seat where I grind at Put it in his face, lil’ tease, then I slide back Got him beggin’ for the taste like a wine tap Ass fat, sittin’ pretty like a top seat He a dog for the kitty, let him go eat I got ice on my neck, heat on my waist Got him prayin’ for a bite, better say grace
[Chorus] Ride that, all on the floor Flip that, I run the show Grip that, give me some more Yeah, you work for it, work for it, boy Ride that, you know the score Own that, ‘til I say go Claim that, if you want more Better work for it, work for it, boy
[Verse 2] Look—heels tall, attitude taller If he want a taste, gotta drop them dollars I don’t come cheap, boy, this VIP I’m the boss in the bed, not your fantasy Hands on the wheel while I bend it slow Make it bounce, make it clap, yeah, steal the show I ain’t shy, I’m a freak in Dior Make a man tap out, still beg for more
[Chorus] Ride that, all on the floor Flip that, I run the show Grip that, give me some more Yeah, you work for it, work for it, boy Ride that, you know the score Own that, ‘til I say go Claim that, if you want more Better work for it, work for it, boy
[Verse 3] Yeah—big bank, lil’ waist, whole mood If I throw it back once, he gon’ tattoo Put his face in the cake like it’s his birthday But he gotta earn every lick, that’s foreplay I’m the coach, you the player, don’t fumble One call, and your main girl crumble Make ‘em spend, then I send ‘em right back I’m the real deal, baby, you just snack
[Outro] Yeah—pull up in a ‘Rati, black seats, no shame He grip on my hips while I swerve both lanes Gas to the floor, make the stick shift moan Got him lost in the curves, can’t find his phone I’m a whole damn meal with the sauce drippin’ heavy Bounce like the wheels when the road get petty He say “slow down,” but I’m built for the chase And the way I ride, leave the rims outta place Yeah—cash in my bag, nails sharp like a dagger I make ‘em work hard, then I ride ‘em like swagger
If you want this heat, better match my speed
I’m the Maserati every wild boy needs—uh!"

Copyright (c) 2025 Lisa Andreou * All Rights Reserved.

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愛と平和 / Love & Peace
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aitoheiwa aitoheiwa aitoheiwa aitoheiwa 
aitoheiwa aitoheiwa aitoheiwa aitoheiwa

使い古せよ
また新しい
意味と用途　滲むまで

何言ったって
何処行ったって
肯定返しの　全否定


aitoheiwa aitoheiwa aitoheiwa aitoheiwa 
aitoheiwa aitoheiwa aitoheiwa aitoheiwa

逃してやれよ
また懐かしい
人の心　ふれるまで

遅かれ早かれ
さよならさ
現実回避の　逃避行


閉ざされた嘘が　ヴィジョンに映り込む
闇に翳せ　意識の底面


aitoheiwa aitoheiwa aitoheiwa aitoheiwa 
aitoheiwa aitoheiwa aitoheiwa aitoheiwa

使い倒せよ
また新しい
夢と希望　覗くまで

何言ったって
何処行ったって
言葉足らずの　廃棄処分


尖った視線が　夜明けを待ってる
闇に翳せ　意識の底面


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aitoheiwa aitoheiwa aitoheiwa aitoheiwa

愛と平和 / Love & Peace

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