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Memories

Memories  (KRT Production) Open for collab

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Dedos de pan, es una extraña Rumba Flamenca Rock, cuya letra se inicia con un dicho popular, y luego desarrolla conceptos inspirados en el libro El Profeta de Khalil Gibrán, y en el estribillo repite dedos de pan, idea tomada de una fotografía en la que se observa a Pablo Picasso sentado a la mesa, con las manos colocadas de tal manera que sus dedos parecen ser panes puestos en la mesa. Todo eso fué inspiración para esta querida canción que compuse allá por el año 2003

Dedos de Pan

Una semilla es la sonrisa que crece en el corazón y florecen en los labios. Una semilla de tu sonrisa es lo que busco hoy, y germine en mis manos. Dedos de pan, para alimentar la libertad, y poder hallar alguna verdad que me ayude a seguir vivo. Dedos de pan, con aroma y sabor, para alimentar en el alma el color, que va a desatar la locura de mi sueño. Y en la mañana cuando despiertes, sabrás que el mundo sigue vivo y desea amarte. La tierra y el viento, anhelan tu cuerpo, desvestido el corazón se hace mas bello. Y una caricia, con fantasía, nos puede salvar del dolor y el sufrimiento. Una sonrisa de tu semilla es lo que quiero hoy y germine en mi cuerpo. Dedos de pan...

Bread Fingers

A seed is the smile that grows in the heart and blossoms on the lips. A seed of your smile is what I am looking for today, and it germinates in my hands. Fingers of bread, to feed freedom, and to find some truth that helps me stay alive. Fingers of bread, with aroma and flavor, to feed the color in the soul, which will unleash the madness of my dream. And in the morning when you wake up, you will know that the world is still alive and wants to love you. The earth and the wind yearn for your body, undressed the heart becomes more beautiful. And a caress, with fantasy, can save us from pain and suffering. A smile from your seed is what I want today and germinate in my body. Bread fingers...

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Music I made for a sequence of a short film.
https://youtu.be/hCvz70BYjhg

Composting short film

WASTE

Sur un texte de Christian Portet
(translation above)

JEAN-MARC
 

À toi, Jean-Marc, mon vieil ami
Du temps des amours d' écoliers
Emplies de rêves qu' on lit aussi
Auxquelles on s’est identifiés

À toi, Jean-Marc, mon cher copain
Du temps des amours devinées
Et qui épatent les anciens
Parce qu'on se les est inventées

À toi Jean-Marc mon camarade
Du temps des amours rigolades
Où le baiser est moquerie
Où la caresse est fourberie

Refrain :
À toi, Jean-Marc, mon cher Jean-Marc
Du temps béni des amours mortes
Quand t’es venu de la capitale
Pour n’aimer que des provinciales

À toi, Jean-Marc, mon vieux copain
Du temps des amours incertaines
Ou l’on rigole de tout de rien
On voit une fill’ on la fait sienne

À toi Jean-Marc dans cette classe
Quand l'amour semble dégueulasse
Parce qu’on n’voit pas, qu’on ne sait pas
Qu’on croit qu'l'amour ne viendra pas

À toi, Jean-Marc, jeune écolier
Du temps des amours méritées
Parce que nous étions les premiers
Dans notre classe à en parler
(refrain)

Était-ce vrai, mon pote Jean-Marc,
Ces  histoires insensées de femmes ?
Était-ce pour le souvenir
Ou pour les mots à ne pas dire ?

Était-ce vrai l'ami Jean-Marc
Tes fragiles amourettes de gosse
Tes tendres et doux baisers précoces
Ainsi que tes rancunes amères ?

Était-ce un gros bobard, Jean-Marc,
Que t'aurais connu avant moi
L'intimité du toi et moi
Ou était-ce une image de marque ?
(refrain)

Paroles de Christian Portet
Musique de Myckaël Marcovic, 14 décembre 2022

JEAN-MARC
 
To you, Jean-Marc, my old friend
From the time of schoolboy loves
Filled with dreams that we also read
With which we identified ourselves

To you, Jean-Marc, my dear friend
From the time of guessed loves
And that amaze the old ones
Because we invented them

To you, Jean-Marc, my comrade
From the time of funny loves
Where the kiss is mockery
Where the caress is deceit

Refrain :
To you, Jean-Marc, my dear Jean-Marc
Of the blessed time of dead loves
When you came from the capital
To love only provincials

To you, Jean-Marc, my old friend
From the time of uncertain loves
When we laugh about everything and nothing
You see a girl you make her your own

To you Jean-Marc in this class
When love seems disgusting
I'm not sure what to do, I'm not sure what to do
And you think love won't come

To you, Jean-Marc, young schoolboy
From the time of deserved love
Because we were the first ones
In our class to talk about it
(refrain)

Was it true, my friend Jean-Marc,
These senseless stories of women?
Was it for the memory
Or for the words not to say?

Was it true, my friend Jean-Marc
Your fragile love affairs as a child
Your tender and sweet early kisses
As well as your bitter resentments?

Was it a big lie, Jean-Marc,
That you would have known before me
The intimacy of you and me
Or was it a brand name?
(refrain)

Words by Christian Portet
Music by Myckaël Marcovic, December 14, 2022

Jean-Marc (Christian Portet / Myckaël Marcovic)

A reflection on some of the best musical times. Mixed and produced by Butch Monserrat.

Rock And Roll Breakdown

Written: 2014
Duration: 8'
Text by David Cote
Instrumentation: mixed SATB choir (a cappella with occasional divisis, SSAATBB; 4 alarm clocks suggested, see score for additional details)
Publisher: Bill Holab Music: http://www.billholabmusic.com/store/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=103_137&products_id=2666
For More Information, text, and link to an online perusal score: https://robertpaterson.com/snow-day

PROGRAM NOTE
The ideas in Snow Day were suggested by students in the Pelham Memorial High School Choir in Pelham, NY. The piece outlines a typical, hectic week in the life of teenagers. My lyricist David Cote and I spent time sifting through various comments from the choral members, and we eventually settled on a few key ideas that seemed to work well together and that helped to create a sort of encapsulated, dramatic narrative. Snow Day was commissioned by the Pelham Memorial High School Choir, Maria Abeshouse, Director.

Eternal Reflections

Snow Day (for SATB Choir)

Music composed & produced by Johan F. Langhendries aka Wannislas. Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, etc. © Copyright 2017. All rights reserved. ADMP Belgium 2004 - 2022.

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