Royal Sloan

Pat Guiney - guitar, vocals
Jake Tamarkin - bass
Chris Weinland - drums

Cloudy and Cold

Featuring: 
Vladimir Velichkov - kaval & kaval percussion 
James Hill - trumpet 
see Video: https://youtu.be/iIfAsIhmriA?si=XLp2QzItMyShY51i

THEME: 
As humans, we take ourselves far too seriously. Our world has always been divided by those who feel that their own voice is the only true voice. Monsters brutally rule others through ideologies, politics and money. 

Humans delude themselves of their own self-importance. Yet, “on the scale of worlds or galaxies - humans are inconsequential, a thin film of life on an obscure and solitary lump of rock and metal.” (Carl Sagan) 

Perhaps by understanding our universal insignificance, we can find the courage to more kindly behave towards one another, and to preserve and cherish our “pale blue dot” in the universe, the only home we’ve ever known. 

About VLADIMIR VELICHKOV (Bulgaria) 
Vladimir is a virtuoso musician performing on the kaval musical instrument, as well as a composer and professor at the Bulgarian Music Academy in Plovdiv, Bulgaria, where he teaches “Kaval, Chamber Ensembles, Orchestra and Theoretical Disciplines”. He has a doctorate degree in “The Art of Kaval - Tradition and Modernity”. 

The kaval is a woodwind instrument, characteristic of Bulgarian folklore music. Extracting sound and tone from the kaval is extremely difficult. Vladimir achieves an extremely varied sound by using new techniques such as playing two or three notes simultaneously while singing into the instrument; using the “voiced air column” effect where the whistling of air passes through the instrument at a certain pitch and a melody is played - the so-called “whistling wind” effect; overflow of several registers in one or two octaves; and playing percussion effects. https://youtube.com/@VladimirVelichkov0205?si=i6ZhJEmvSR4Z5HIF 

About JAMES HILL (USA) 
Born into a musical family in Burbank, California, James began playing the trumpet at the age of nine and never stopped! “James creates a beautiful and compelling array of musical landscapes - fusing genres, styles, instruments, and rhythms into intensely evocative compositions. His music is punctuated by stellar and often haunting trumpet interludes or overlays. There are certain beautiful and pointed experiences in life on earth that should not be missed, and must be savoured…. The music of James Hill is one of these experiences.” (R. Sebastian Bennett) https://youtube.com/@tcabstudio?si=o_z3iUDQi4K3FMty

Infinitesimally Insignificant

Throwing An Indigo Van Out the Passenger Side Window

This song is about being honest and vulnerable with others! :)

I'm Not A Fake!

NE T'EN VA PAS - VERSION INSTRUMENTALE VERSION.

Sotho: Ke pina e thehiloeng pale ea lerato. O bua ka banyalani, bao e mong oa bona a batlang ho khutlela morao hobane a ntse a le tlas'a tšusumetso ea lerato la nakong e fetileng 'me e mong, eo lerato la bona le ntseng le phela, a ka rata hore ba lebale nako e fetileng mme ba shebe pele bona, ka nqa e le nngwe. Ho thata leratong ho ba le lipelo tse peli ka bonngoe ka linako tsohle empa hoa khoneha ho haha ​​​​lerato haholoanyane letsatsi ka leng. Ka linako tse ling likarohano ka lerato ke feela ntle le lebaka la sebele. Lerato le hloka boitelo, ke ’nete, e le hore le khanye ka ho sa feleng. Ka sebele e mong le e mong o kile a ba le boemo ba lerato, bo thabisang kapa bo bohloko. Ona ke monyetla oa ho bua ka eona. Ke lakatsa hore bohle le phele le Lerato feela. Ho mamela hantle. Maikutlo a hau ke a bohlokoa. Bolela seo u se nahanang. Mmino o Ratang.

Swahili: Ni wimbo unaotokana na hadithi ya mapenzi. Anazungumza juu ya wanandoa, mmoja wao anataka kuchukua hatua nyuma kwa sababu bado yuko chini ya ushawishi wa mapenzi ya zamani na mwingine, ambaye upendo wake uko hai, angependa wasahau yaliyopita na kutazama mbele yao, katika mwelekeo huo huo. Ni vigumu katika mapenzi kuwa na mioyo yote miwili kwa umoja wakati wote lakini inawezekana sana kujenga upendo kidogo zaidi kila siku. Wakati mwingine kutengana kwa upendo sio kwa sababu ya kweli. Upendo unahitaji dhabihu, ni kweli, ili uangaze bila mwisho. Kila mtu hakika amepitia hali, ya furaha au chungu, katika upendo. Hii ni fursa ya kuzungumza juu yake. Natamani ninyi nyote muishi na Upendo tu. Usikivu mzuri. Maoni yako ni muhimu. Sema unachofikiria. Kimuziki kwa Upendo.

Lingala: Ezali nzembo oyo euti na lisolo ya bolingo. Alobeli babalani, moko na bango alingi kozongisa litambe moko nsima mpo azali naino na bopusi ya bolingo ya kala mpe mosusu, oyo bolingo na ye ezali na bomoi mingi, akolinga ete babosana makambo ya kala mpe batala mbala moko liboso bango, na ngámbo moko. Ezali pasi na bolingo kozala na mitema mibale na bomoko na tango nionso kasi ezali très possible ya kotonga bolingo mua mingi mikolo nionso. Ntango mosusu kokabwana na bolingo ezalaka kaka mpo na ntina ya solosolo te. Bolingo esengaka ba sacrifices, c’est vrai, po engenga sans fin. Na ntembe te, moto nyonso akutanaki na likambo moko, ya esengo to ya mpasi, na bolingo. Oyo ezali libaku ya kolobela yango. Na souhaiter bino nionso bo vivre kaka na Bolingo. Koyoka malamu. Makanisi na yo ezali na ntina. Loba oyo ozali kokanisa. Na Musique Na Bolingo.

Russian: Это песня, основанная на истории любви. Она рассказывает о паре, одна из которых хочет сделать шаг назад, потому что все еще находится под влиянием прошлой любви, а другая, чья любовь так жива, хотела бы, чтобы они забыли прошлое и посмотрели прямо перед собой. их, в том же направлении. В любви трудно всегда иметь оба сердца в унисон, но вполне возможно каждый день укреплять любовь немного больше. Иногда разлуки в любви происходят просто без реальной причины. Любовь требует жертв, это правда, чтобы она сияла бесконечно. Каждый наверняка сталкивался с ситуацией, радостной или болезненной, в любви. Это возможность поговорить об этом. Желаю всем вам жить только с Любовью. Приятного прослушивания. Ваше мнение имеет значение. Скажите, что вы думаете. Музыкально с любовью.

Chinese: 这是一首基于爱情故事的歌曲。她谈到了一对夫妇，其中一个想要退后一步，因为她仍然受到过去爱情的影响，而另一个则希望他们忘记过去，直视前方。他们，同一个方向。在爱情中，两颗心始终保持一致是很困难的，但每天都可以让爱多一点点。有时爱情中的分离只是没有真正原因的。爱情需要牺牲，这是真的，这样才能光芒四射。每个人在爱情中肯定都经历过一种情况，或快乐或痛苦。这是谈论这个问题的机会。我希望你们都只带着爱生活。很好听。您的意见很重要。说出你的想法。音乐上充满爱意。

NE T'EN VAS PAS - INSTRU

Ne t'en va pas - version instrumentale

In the peaceful embrace of nature, where time moves slowly like the seasons, a melody emerges from the trees. It's a gentle harmony woven between the soft whispers of the flute and the cheerful chirping of birds.

Serenity

Myötä

Le vert, le bleu, le gris, l'orange, ou quand la mémoire et la conscience se font la belle....
paroles:
Un jour, ils viendront te chercher,
Tu entendras leurs pas légers.
Crisser sur le pâle gravier,
De ton enfance écartelée,
De ton enfance écarte les.
Ils te prendront dans leurs filets,
Comme un papillon esseulé,
Tes ailes mauves déployées,
Tu chercheras à t'envoler.
C'est comme ça quand la raison te quitte,
C'est comme ça quand la folie t'invite,
Quand les vagues déferlent,
Comme un collier de perles.
Et le vent ne te parvient même plus,
Et ta vie ne t'appartient même plus,
Ta mémoire sombre  fuit,
Comme une ville engloutie.
Regard absent que rien ne change,
Reflets de la folie qui mange.
Dans tes tiroirs secrets tu ranges,
Le vert, le bleu, le gris l'orange,
Le vert, le bleu, le gris l'orange.
Vénères tu un dieu, un diable,
Comme une denrée périssable.
Un écolier sans son cartable,
Aux matières, tu retires la table.
C'est comme ça quand la raison te quitte,
C'est comme ça quand la folie t'invite,
Quand les vagues déferlent,
Comme un collier de perles.
Et le vent ne te parvient même plus,
Et ta vie ne t'appartient même plus,
Ta mémoire sombre fuit,
Comme une ville engloutie.
Ta mémoire sombre  fuit,
Comme une ville engloutie.

Green, blue, gray, orange, or when memory and consciousness shine....
words:
One day they will come for you,
You will hear their light footsteps.
Crunching on the gravel blade,
From your torn childhood,
From your torn childhood,
They will catch you in their nets,
Like a lonely butterfly,
Your purple wings spread,
You will try to fly away.
It's like that when reason leaves you,
It's like that when madness invites you,
When the waves break,
Like a pearl necklace.
And the wind doesn't even reach you anymore,
And your life doesn't even belong to you anymore,
Your memory darkens and flees,
Like a submerged city.
Absent look that nothing changes,
Reflections of madness that eats.
In your secret drawers you store,
green, blue, gray and orange.
Do you worship a god, a devil,
Like a perishable commodity.
A schoolboy without his schoolbag,
In matters, you remove the table.
It's like that when reason leaves you,
It's like that when madness invites you,
When the waves break,
Like a pearl necklace.
And the wind doesn't even reach you anymore,
And your life doesn't even belong to you anymore,
Your memory darkens and flees,
Like a submerged city.
Your memory darkens and flees,
Like a submerged city.

Le vert, le bleu, le gris, l'orange

O Mon Roi (cello)

Dedicated to Ida.
Guitar duet.
Cover illustration: Alain de Maximy
Live music improvisation

Tears For Ida

Still Thinking

Victor Bouzard is a French pianist and composer. Coming from a musical family and a grandfather who was an orchestra conductor, he trained at the conservatory as a violinist, then discovered a passion for the piano as a teenager that he never left. Today at over 50, he decides to share his compositions which have spanned all his years, hence the album Nostalgia, Melancholy and Dreaming were born in 2024. Between some inspirations from jazz, classical or film music, Victor takes us on an emotional journey that connects him to his memories, his encounters and his friendships

O Mon Roi (cello)

Victor Bouzard

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