J-Dormant Volcano

Cette chanson parle des nuits blanches que les accidents de la vie nous font passer . Quand notre lit devient trop petit pour ces sombres pensées et que l'on va dehors pour essayer d'oublier...
This song is about the sleepless nights that life's accidents cause us to endure. When our bed becomes too small for these dark thoughts and we go outside to try to forget...

Composer/Keyboard : Régis GAUBERT https://soundcloud.com/rob-spirit/tracks musicoman@wanadoo.fr
Arrangements/Guitars : Philippe SEGUINARD
Lyrics/Singer : Guillaume DULER

Quand on marche la nuit
On change le décor
De ces choses que l'on fuit
Mais elles s'accrochent fort
Le jour est endormi
Les heureux rêvent encore
Quand on marche à l'ennui
On se traîne du corps
Quand on marche la nuit
Sous des lumières fanées , blessées
Faux soleils prisonniers
Notre ombre est une amie
Un peu désorientée
Et comme un chien elle nous suit
Fidèle et obligée
Si elle avait une vie
Elle resterait couchée
Quand on marche la nuit
On voit mieux les silences
On contemple les bruits
On regarde leur danse
Un instant on oublie
Notre désespérance
Que le jour que l'on fuit
Réveille nos souffrances
Quand on marche la nuit
On entend nos pensées (bis )
Elles sont comme des cris
Qu'on retient prisonniers
Et la Lune en amie
Paraît nous écouter
Peut être qu'elle luit
Pour mieux nous consoler
Quand on marche la nuit
On croise le hasard
Il nous parle de lui
Mais c'est bien notre histoire
On se voit dans sa vie
Comme dans un miroir
On connaît tout de lui
Il a notre mémoire
Quand on marche la nuit
Au rythme des pourquoi ( bis) 
Que nos pas ont suivi
Des traces d'autrefois
On laisse démuni (bis )
Quelqu'un qui pleurera
Qui marchera la nuit
Les jours où ça va pas

When we walk at night
We change the scenery
Of those things we flee from
But they cling on tightly
The day is asleep
The happy ones still dream
When we walk in boredom
We drag our bodies along
When we walk at night
Under faded, wounded lights
False suns held captive
Our shadow is a friend
A little disoriented
And like a dog, it follows us
Faithful and obliged
If it had a life
It would stay lying down
When we walk at night
We see the silences better
We contemplate the noises
We watch their dance
For a moment, we forget
Our despair
That the day we flee from
Awakens our suffering
When we walk at night
We hear our thoughts (repeat)
They are like cries
That we hold captive
And the Moon, our friend
Seems to listen to us
Perhaps it shines
To better console us
When we walk at night
We encounter chance
It tells us about itself
But it is really our story
We see ourselves in its life
As in a mirror
We know everything about it
It has our memory
When we walk at night
To the rhythm of the whys (repeat) 
That our steps have followed
Traces of the past
We leave helpless (repeat)
Someone who will cry
Who will walk at night
On days when things aren't going well

© Régis GAUBERT/Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER  Septembre 2025

Quand on marche la nuit ( Regis GAUBERT & JIM ) TRANSLATED

With Feline, Tree, Bird and Human Power. Let's get that Peace for the planet. Please and Thanks 🔆 Oh and a Spider Mite showed up on the page at one point. Mite power too ❤️‍🔥


Instrumentation
-Live Run of Acoustic and Vocal
-Additonal Acoustic run
-Piano played on keys
-Additonal Vocals

Make Peace with Love

Good memories heal
All memories teach
Food for our souls
Greater good we can reach
Measured discern
Spread butter for spirit
Make peace with love
Listen
You'll hear it

'Aint no point in crying over spilled milk
Save your worries and woes
For survivalist silk
Concern is control flying with wings of dove
Our chance is to change
And make peace with love

Make peace with love

Just call on your soul
Talk to your spirit
Human quality control
Listen
You'll hear it
Clean up together
Spread the load
Make peace with love
Historic future is told

Make peace with love

The gauge is your family
Great spirits at rest
Potential in code
DNA left of best
Biological verve
Inside fits like a glove
All known moral ground
Make peace with love

Make peace with love

Listen to caring
Listen to honest
Hear those who qualify
Good truths upon us
Hone wonderful answers
And feed that new known
Make peace with love
Light of Lennon is known

Make peace with love
Make peace we own
Light of Lennon is known
Make peace with love
Peace we own

All life is precious
Systematic and synced
Let's protect it and grow
Good future of think
Locked to our moment
No below
No above
No pedastal proud
Make peace with love

Make peace with love
Make peace with love
Make peace we know
Light of Lennon we own
Peace we own
Make peace with love
Inside fits like a glove
Make peace your own
Make peace we own
Make peace we own
Peace we own
Make peace with love



Make Peace with Love

Original Lyrics by Tony Harris that inspired Mike.
Vocals, instrumentation and mix by Mike Fox.

HE GREW UP BACK IN THE DAY
WITH TWO GUITARS IN THE HOUSE
ONE WAS SPECIAL TO HIS MOM
NOBODY KNEW HOW TO PLAY

IT BELONGED TO HIS UNCLE
THEY CALLED THE GUITAR MAN
THAT WAS KILLED IN THE BIG WAR
NEVER GOT TO PLAY IN A BAND

(CHORUS)
HE WROTE THIS SONG
ABOUT THE GUITAR MAN
HE NEVER GOT TO MEET HIM
OR WRITE A SONG WITH HIM
PRAY HE'S UP IN HEAVEN
PLAYING IN A BAND

HE CARRIED HIS GUITAR 
EVERYWHERE HE WENT
ALWAYS HAPPY TO PLAY
HIS PLAYING WAS HEAVEN SENT

(GUITAR SOLO)

THEY ALWAYS SAID HIS UNCLE A. J.
WOULD BE A STAR SOMEDAY
BUT LIKE SO MANY OTHERS
HE HAD A BIGER PRICE TO PAY

HIS MAMA GAVE THE GUITAR AWAY
CAUSE NOBODY KNEW HOW TO PLAY
IT WAS JUST COLLECTING DUST
WISHES HE HAD THAT FLAT TOP TODAY

(REPEAT CHORUS)

2025 (C) Lyric by Tony Harris

Playing in a Band - Collaboration by Tony Harris and Mike Fox

Big Wheel Change

Inspired by Sergei Rachmaninoff's Sonata No.2 in B Flat Minor Op.36
Overwhelmed by the pain and suffering of mortal men, women and children, she pleads for divine intervention.

Her Prayer

The Good Train (Chooo Choooo)

I am this
So I can't be that
A locked up mind
No matter the fact
Imaginary lines dividing our clan
Such divisive mindset of bias by plan

True value is found on a centered line
Yes we veer off course
Sense returns us in time
Weak power of ego derails our train
Then the power of one finds the tracks again

When far from the line
You don't hear old friends
The chat becomes shout
With malice meme trends
We list as too liberal
Or get racist with rights
Neither tribe ever sees
On the tracks there's no fights

This is digitally sown
By your own algorithm
Fake power confirmed
By a fed bias shism
We're averaged to side
Sold out for divide
In this drama
Brain jailed from centered confide

Those who lead from this partisan pain
Just amplify lies and stay departed from sane
Here's to talking back on the train
For the good of our lives
Back in the middle we' tame

The good train is always here
We hop aboard when we lose the fear
The good train finds arms a ' link
Choo tuned together
We merged to think
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Tuning 432Hz A Standard
Tempo 151bpm (rough)
Key Am
Chords // Am / Dm / F / G / Am / G //

Instruments
-Vox and Acoustic Guitar live run
-Piano played on keys
-Emerald Haze Pad played on keys (1 bass low run / 1 treble high run)
-Violin played on keyboard
-5 String Bass
-Backing vox run
-Falsetto backing choir for outro
-Hand bongos
-Bodhrán with rubber mallets
-Acoustic Picked
-Acoustic lead
-Nylon string guitar lead
-Additional vocal harmonies
-Acoustic picked run 2
-Celtic Harp played on keys
-Turkish Oud played on keys
-Intro Reverse effected acoustic riff, duplicated and reversed again and run in unison
-Lost Reverse pad to follow acoustic intro
-Additional Violin throughout played on keys
-Upright Ballad bass played on keys
-Chinese Drums played on keys

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The picture is this mornings sunrise and some train tracks popped on using canva - https://www.canva.com/ - Canva is a really cool cloud based image editor. Has all the AI stuff but offers a free basic photoshop alternative for jazzing up real imagery and is multi device quite easily merging your phone and computer image editing seamlessly

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Listen to Sugar Trail by Salt Fire on #SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/jck97FHsdk2fKgA2G2
The idea to try and link the falsetto to the strings came from these geniuses from Brighton the other day. Thaaaaaaanks teachers ✌🏻🎶🔆

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Apparently, most creatures with hearts, that live natural lives have 1.5 billion heart beats in their lives. Larger animals generally live longer and have slower pulses and smaller animals hearts beat faster but have shorter lives. But we all get 1.5 billion beats. (Thanks Physicist Sean M. Carroll for that epic bit of knowledge - https://youtu.be/pLbSlC0Pucw?si=3SRmY0hYsrFuAd1h)

Because of science and medicine humans live twice as long as before modern medicine existed, so we get 3 billion beats now until we go permanantly on our journey back to the Sun!

We're ever so slightly lucky to be in this position in this time and on this journey.

Given all the bullshit people argue about, my guess is there are way too many people that don't appreciate that. We have one shot. One set of heart beats and then that's it. Wouldn't it be way better if we just enjoyed it together as we perfect our explanations of this reality rather then stay in a bubble and our own faked version of the universe and our surroundings. But I'm just a pea so what would I know... 🫛 🎶🕺🏾

The Good Train

Written by James Geer

Cruising on my couch
Gazing through the sky
Floating in my home
By the by and by

Television’s on
A flick from 39
Called tell your children
It’s All about crime

Jimmy got stoned today
Ran over Mr Krebs 
Jimmy got stoned today
Ran over Mr Krebs 

Asked jack for a smoke
Jack said you bet
Jack offered him
A special cigarette

48 miles per hour
Screeching thru the town
Didn’t mind the pedestrians 
Knocked the old man down

Mary lied to the cops
So Jimmy got away
Mary lied to the cops
So Jimmy got away

FYI:  Mr Krebs is ok.  Jimmy was never charged.

Mr Krebs

This a riff I can’t stop messing around with Each time I upload it it’s slightly different than the last and I think it’s growing into something.

Rail Yard Blues

Demo-Track, Use Headphones !
Hubert Stytz:  Music   /     Pee Gee: Lyrics
 
Insprired by the famous artwork by "Gottfried Helnwein" , Hubert and I had the idea of making up a story about a jetset glamour lady and a" working girl " on the Boulevard, a picture in her head..her idol "James Dean" immortalized by Helnwein ! 

Boulevard of Broken Dreams

Queen of the night
On her way to a gala dinner
Dressed up like a diva
She looks like the perfect winner
Surrounded by admirers
Escorted by her body guard

Strolling on the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Boulevard of Broken Dreams...Boulevard of Broken Dreams..

Sin of the night
Under the neon lights
Carries a picture in her head
Painting a smile on her face
If you look closer you can see
The fire in her eyes
Standing on the Boulevard of Broken Dreams...

Boulevard of Broken Dreams....Boulevard Of Broken Dreams
It ain´t always what it seems

Boulevard of Broken Dreams...

There´s still a fire burning
In those hungry eyes
Standing on the Boulevard of Broken Dreams...

Boulevard of Broken Dreams... Boulevard of Broken Dreams...

Boulevard of Broken Dreams

'Shouting Quietly' Is similar to when one is disgruntled about something or someone and mutters under one's breath, this is 'Shouting Quietly'.  

My Drouthy Cronie

Shouting Quietly

Smirk On My Face released August 22, 2025 please support Rob Olsson and myself by listening to it a million times each!!

Rail Yard Blues

Single Use & Recycled