A hope is a hope. Your music is more of a little revelation for the hearts.

you make colours (colors lol)  and scapes with the piano Jenifer  thank you :-)

Great guitar playing, beautiful…!!🌍☮︎👍🐞🍀2024

Very lovely piece, as always Jennifer. And I absolutely agree about your first statement. A composer friend of mine often encourages me to be more adventurous with my progressions, but I always come back to simple, as it just works better for me in expressing emotions in my work.

Une ode aux perdants , à ceux qui n'arriveront jamais les premiers ...
Compositeur - Musique : Philippe SEGUINARD
Auteur mélodiste - Chant : Guillaume DULER
Chant : Sylvie TIRET
An ode to the losers, to those who will never get there first ...
Composer - Music : Philippe SEGUINARD
Songwriter - Vocals : Guillaume DULER
Singer : Sylvie TIRET
Lyrics:
Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos étoiles
Même si le ciel est déjà mort
C'est vrai qu'elles brillent encore
Mais la plupart ont mis les voiles

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos défaites
A la puissance des vaincus
Nous nos blessures ont survécus
Quand leurs victoires sont obsolètes

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos amours
A celles qui saôulent de souvenirs
Celles qu'on n'a pas pu retenir
Mais auxquelles on pense toujours

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos héros
Aux révoltés aux cœurs ouverts
Ceux qu'ont joué avec l'enfer
La vie tatouée sur la peau

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos succés
Ces étranges malentendus
C'est à peine ce qu'on a voulu
Et tout juste ce que l'on pouvait

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos enfances
Illusions perdues à jamais
Comme la douleur d'un condamné
Qui sait qu'il va mourir d'avance

Levons nos verres aux regrets
Aux perdants de la gloire
Cicatrices laissées
Dans un coin de mémoire
Aux survivants sans médailles
A nous les moins que rien
Sur nos champs de batailles
Ombres du quotidien

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos fantômes
Toutes ces peurs qui nous soutiennent
Main dans la main elles nous souviennent
Vers la dernière demeure des hommes

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos futurs
Retournons nous voir s'ils nous suivent
Mais y'a personne pas âme qui vive
Y'a même pas de rats sur les ordures

When do we drink to our stars
Even if the sky is already dead
It's true they still shine
But most of them are gone

When do we drink to our defeats
To the power of the defeated
Our wounds have survived
When their victories are obsolete

When do we drink to our loves
To those soaked in memories
The ones we couldn't hold back
But still think of

When we drink to our heroes
To the rebels with open hearts
Those who played with hell
Life tattooed on their skin

When we drink to our successes
These strange misunderstandings
It's hardly what we wanted
And only what we could

When we drink to our childhoods
Illusions lost forever
Like the pain of a condemned man
Who knows he's going to die in advance

Let's raise a glass to regrets
To the losers of glory
Scars left
In a corner of memory
To survivors without medals
To us less than nothing
On our battlefields
Shadows of everyday life

When we drink to our ghosts
All these fears that sustain us
Hand in hand they remind us
To the last resting place of men

When we drink to our futures
Let's go back and see if they follow us
But there's no one, no soul
Not even rats in the garbage

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER  Novembre 2023

Ivre"S" (feat Sylvie Tiret) Version intégrale TRANSLATED

Man-below

Una Gita A Poveglia

Psychic Moths

the captain, mad captain
he told the men his plans
and then they went out stealing things
so they could rule these lands

they stole four antique cannons from the castle
hijacked a truckload of metal from the factory
they stole a jet engine from the old air force base
the mad captain nodded satisfactorily

they welded the metal into a battering ram
and the big jet engine was for extra speed
cannons armed in every direction
the mad captain had returned to the sea (x2)

they were a terror in the open waters
they’d sink any ship that they saw
and with their jet engine, they were able to avoid apprehension
and stay a step ahead of the law

vengeance in the form of a storm
came rolling across the sea
the mad captain pulled his eyes from the sky
he’d seen more than he wanted to see
"all hands below deck", the captain roared
"tie yourself down so you don’t go overboard"
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bass, piano, beatbox, guitar and vocals by andrew salvner (aka lil' spaceman, pretzels malone)
drums from my cheap old digitech bp90 bass pedal
thunderstorm field recording by Arnaud Coutancier www.freesound.org/people/arnaud%20coutancier/
additional sound effects supplied by @pliable-tones
drums/bass/bass/piano recorded on 4-track cassette / vocals and beatbox added using Audacity.

the mad captain (on speed)

an unexpected leap to Sapporo, at 140 bpm

more images here:
 https://www.instagram.com/p/CpU80y7r-gG/?img_index=3

and a video here:
https://www.instagram.com/p/C3Altd5NlzN/
https://www.tiktok.com/@rollocarpenter/video/7332497680737799457
https://youtu.be/2sEpdzhEB4o

Sapporo

A simple chord structure always amazes me by how it can evoke such grand and majestic emotions... and everything else!  I was captivated by the opening phrase and thought "someone must have written this before".  If you know, tell me!

A Hymn of Hope

This is a song for my Mary, but it is applicable to all Mary's. 

This is my first attempt at recording new material since last summer, I've been writing and playing a lot, but I just haven't had the time lately to get my ideas on tape. So it's nice to get this one out, and hopefully, it'll not be as long a wait for my next. 

Thanks for all the listens and support, it's greatly appreciated as always. cheers!

lyrics

don't let the world dictate to you
be your own girl
in a world that's you

don't always swim against the tide
time won't always be on your side
so don't go wasting all your time 

don't let the world
loose from your grasp
come up for air
whenever you get the chance 

don't always swim against the tide
time won't always be on your side
so don't go wasting all your 
wasting all your
wasting all your
wasting all your
wasting all your
wasting all your time

you always think there's somebody 
better off than you
don't listen to the boys 
they all screaming that it's true

you always think there's somebody 
better off than you
but there's nobody out there
can do you as good as you

so don't let the world
edit out your past
look back with pride 
and don't
catapult so fast

don't always swim against the tide
time won't always be on your side
so don't go wasting all your
wasting all your
wasting all your 
wasting all your 
wasting all your time

Time, For Mary

rising Sun

Après avoir découvert cette voix atypique sur ce site, DelhyA ( @user-945711181 ) a accepté de partager cette aventure musicale avec enthousiasme et gentillesse. Le concept que je vous propose d'écouter ici, vous permettra d'entrevoir toutes ses particularités vocales et de parolière. N'hésitez pas à parcourir sa page musicale, où vous découvrirez son talent éclectique. Une prévision de moments d'écoute agréable.

Échos d'Automne

"Si l’automne vient surprendre les amants que juillet a laissés « naufragés »
C est le temps des regrets, le temps dépassé: celui de tout donner, il faut abandonner.
(All summer can bring may just leave in autumn with a breeze)
Le temps d’une larme,le temps d’un regard, il est déjà trop tard…
Le temps des silences, de l’indifférence, puis de l’évidence que le Doré vire au Noir…
C’est le mois des “mais”, le mois des “mais “, plus de mois de mai…du mois d’aimer!
Le temps de l’automne, le temps où tout détonne, le temps désormais se conjugue au passé
Le temps des tourmentes, le temps de ne plus prétendre,
Le temps le temps qui court et qui s arrête et puis…
Le temps,qui s en va, qui s en va, qui s en va, tout se fane!
Le temps de s’entendre, le temps de se comprendre, le temps d’apprendre, le temps dépassé, le temps des regrets, de tout donner!" ....

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Echoes of Autumn ....

After discovering this atypical voice on this site, DelhyA ( @user-945711181 ) agreed to share this musical adventure with enthusiasm and kindness. The concept I'm offering you to listen to here will give you a glimpse of all her vocal and lyricist particularities. Don't hesitate to browse through her music page, where you'll discover her eclectic talent. A forecast of pleasant listening moments.

"If autumn comes to surprise lovers that July left "shipwrecked"
It is the time of regrets, the time exceeded: that of giving everything, we must give up.
(All summer can bring may just leave in autumn with a breeze)
The time of a tear, the time of a look, it's already too late
The time of silences, indifference, then evidence that gold turns dark
It is the month of "buts", the month of "buts", no more months of May... the month of love!
The time of autumn, the time when everything stands out, time is now combined with the past
The time of torments, the time to no longer pretend,
Time the time that runs and stops and then
Time, who goes, who goes, who goes, everything fades!
The time to wait, the time to understand each other, the time to learn, the time exceeded, the time of regrets, to give everything!" ....

Échos d'Automne .... With DelhyA

We welcome your feedback!

Composed, produced & performed by Srouly Frank

Just You And Me

Just You and me

2023 was a wonderful year for me musically thanks to all of you!  I finally published my first music book called Music Dreams: Six Original Pieces for Solo Piano through Barnes & Noble.  Here is a link in case you are interested. https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/music-dreams-jennifer-l-jones/1143986955?ean=9798891455641

I believe what the world needs is more songs about love for all living things and the earthly treasures around us. The power of love is magical, mysterious, and miraculous!  And, it is essential to our survival like water and the air we breathe.  I believe that through the universal language of music, love can heal, bring joy, and create an invisible chain that pulls all of us together, not apart.  I vow to write only songs about love in 2024.  Will you join me?   
Yours truly,
Jennifer 

A Little About Me...
I compose music on the piano. My inspiration comes from my dreams and my life experiences and is strongly influenced by my years of classical training. I am starting to get to know the Soundcloud community and never thought anyone would listen.  I love every genre of music, and the talent and creativity are mindblowing! I started composing later in life after many years of teaching.  Music, for me, must capture the imagination and emotions. When I play or listen, I want to feel something that brings joy or meaning in the moment. I am very grateful to all my listeners and the gift of music in my life!

A Hymn of Hope

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