Very funky for sure...you have a very eclectic catalogue of songs....playing here is so groovy and soulful

Super guitar play. i love your bootleneck sound. .... i send you a message...

Best of the Cloud  11 07 2020

Piano, synth and sax improvisation over sequenced piano layers.

Wind loop

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Ils sont près de l'enfer et trop loin de nos coeurs,
Que nos humbles prières ont une drôle d'odeur.
Toutes nos insuffisances, au fond des grands déserts,
Le manque de pitance qui leur fait la misère.
Les chefs du monde entier qui savent faire l'école,
En se laissant menés par les blanchis du col
Nous font de beaux discours, rabâchant des leçons,
Oubliant tous ces cours dans leurs récréations.

Mais la terre est ronde elle n'a pas de bout,
Elle veut que ce monde est à eux, comme à nous.
 
De tous ces pieux refrains, sous leurs mines tragiques,
Plus rien le lendemain, on connaît la musique.
Partager un pays, pour rendre des vies meilleures,
C'est une vue de l'esprit, sans en voir la couleur.
Que faudra-t'il attendre, rébellion ou menace?
Qu'on vienne un jour nous prendre, notre si chaude place.
Nos piteux grabataires, aux abris stratégiques,
Nous mettront dans la guerre, pour une question de fric.
 
Car la terre est ronde elle n'a pas de bout,
Elle veut que ce monde est à eux, comme à nous.
 
Un peuple se révolte, pas d'oubli de leçons,
Les colères se transportent, quand on ne dit que non.
Gardons bien en mémoire que des êtres humains,
Peuvent avoir la victoire, d'un pouvoir qui les tient.
 
Car la terre est ronde elle n'a pas de bout,
Elle veut que ce monde est à eux, comme à nous.

BUT EARTH IS ROUND

They are near hell and too far from our hearts,
May our humble prayers have a strange smell.
All our inadequacies, in the depths of the great deserts,
The lack of food that makes them misery.
The leaders of the whole world who know how to do school,
By being led by the whitening of the collar
We make nice speeches, rehearsing lessons,
Forgetting all these courses in their recess.

But the earth is round she has no end,
She wants this world to be theirs, as ours.

Of all these pious choruses, under their tragic mines,
Nothing else the next day, we know the music.
Share a country, to make lives better,
It is a sight of the mind, without seeing the color.
What will it take, rebellion or threat?
Come one day to take us, our hot place.
Our pitiful bedridden, in strategic shelters,
We will put in the war, for a question of money.

Because the earth is round it has no end,
She wants this world to be theirs, as ours.

A people revolts, not forgotten lessons,
Anger is transported when one says no.
Keep in mind that human beings,
Can have the victory of a power that holds them.

Because the earth is round it has no end,
She wants this world to be theirs, as ours.

LA TERRE EST RONDE (Naître du bon côté)

pic by Valerie Hegarty 
Thanks to Josch for parts of the lyrics !!!
And many thanks to the amazing Mr. Love for his magical guitar solo !!!

Unreachable-Bordeaux & Love

Made by : Francois Pierre Morin AFM/SOCAN/APEM member

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We all have that one friend who thinks they`re too good to put the bins out.  A little reminder not to forget where you came from.

When the Grey Sea Turned Blue

When The Grey Sea Turned Blue

It was a pleasure remixing Killigrew's Otherworld!

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Wheelhouse

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Nothing 
 I am not nothing
 I am not nothing
 To you
 Nothing
 I am worth something 
 I am worth something
 To you.
#see you in our stars

One More Day

Nothing

Rattlesnake Instinct

Rattlesnake instinct

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) 07/2020.

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Pierre Bordetti

Des paroles simples mais chantées avec le coeur 

Un air dans la tête

eh J'voudrais que tu saches que je t'aime encore,
et que je viens prendre sur moi tous les torts,
revivre ensemble les souvenirs des jours heureux,
quand venait l'été, ce ciel bleu dans tes yeux,

Dis-moi que tu penses encore à moi,
Dis-moi que ton coeur n'est pas fait qu'en bois,

avant que l'hiver ne frappe à ma porte,
viens me retrouver, je suis toujours près du port,

j'espère être encore dans tes pensées,
et que je ne me fais pas trop d'idées,
pas trop d'idées,
des idées ...

Je t'attendrais jusqu'à la fin des temps,
revoir ton visage, ton sourire si éclatant,

Simple words but sung with the heart

An air in the head

I would like you to know that I still love you,
and that I come to take upon myself all the wrongs,
relive memories of happy days together,
when summer came, that blue sky in your eyes,

Tell me that you still think of me,
Tell me that your heart is not only made of wood,

before winter knocks on my door,
come find me, I'm still near the port,

I hope to be still in your thoughts,
and I don't have too many ideas,
not too many ideas,
ideas ...

I'll wait for you until the end of time,
see your face again, your smile so bright,

Un Air dans la Tête

HEAT

An old anti war song I wrote many years ago. First track on here with no drums, but I kind of like that about it. 
Dedicated to anyone with PTSD.

Where Dogs Flew

The kids wanna go out Wednesday
Do or die to have some fun
Bringing home the party atmosphere
And giving it to everyone

Granny knows the times are hard now
Coz the the clocks don't make no sense
Gonna sleep through the afternoon
And escape the the present tense

Sleep through the morning people
Sleep through the afternoon
And dream all day

Mary's Man Friday's missing
But he longs to be where he belongs
Leaves his tools on an unmade bed
It's a wrench when he's gone

Drive home through an empty city
Even the ghosts have left this town
Hurry on home for teatime
And leave the circus to the clowns

Sleep Through The Morning

carpet ride

Written, Arranged, Performed, and Produced by Kyle Bolan
Art by Kyle Bolan

88 Accidents

Multi-Instrumentalist auteur creating music across multi genres

http://francoispierremorin.com  Home of storytelling , 
 I do play Music for the love of it, playing guitar,  percussionist  ,composing  on a computer and Guitar, Piano, creator of mood and sound design

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