EVERYTHING I FEEL

ON ROUTE TO SEE THE RAINBOW

Here is another little R&B tune.
Vocals, piano strings -Annette
Stay well out there
Thank you for all of your plays and shares!!!

Lumiere 2AM

Lumiere 2 AM

https://open.spotify.com/track/3dPaPD819h1OuFm9C5Goga?si=YXojaSYFSQSYE7lS3uG05A&utm_source=copy-link&nd=1
http://www.continental-collision.com
https://continentalcollision.bandcamp.com/track/the-route-to-tomorrow
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XMiidrWf6sM&list=OLAK5uy_mC-35nmJO3s19Cjj5Aet7UP0XGkLu3ido
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2moo0YwEYPM

Music, piano, bass, guitar solo and programming drums & synths: Rodolfo Planes (@rplanes)
Lead & backing vocals & lyrics: Mark J. Bennett
Backing vocals: Cecilia Mastropasqua: @cemastro
Rhythm guitar: Gonzalo J. Ares: @gonzalo-julian-ares

Featuring backing vocals by Cintia Galeano 

Image (view of Edinburgh from Gullane, Scotland): Courtesy of Douglas Corrance

This was my third collaborative song with Rodolfo, which we started in 2020. The original instrumental piece he gave me sounded like determined optimism and at that particular moment the pandemic made its way into anything I wrote although the beauty of the song is that anyone can bring their own interpretation to its meaning. Its original title was ‘Camino a Mañana’, that I translated as ‘The Route To Tomorrow’ - I guess I liked the alliteration - even though it was a bit of a tongue twister to sing.

I instantly loved the rhythmic punch of this track and recognised early on that it would require a punchy lyric and vocal. Initially I sung the harmony vocals that Rodolfo devised, but as we later developed into the band ‘Continental Collision’ it made sense to draw on all of the talent available in Ce and Gonza, and here introducing Cintia Galeano. Huge thanks to my wonderfully gifted collaborators, you helped make this song shine. I was stunned (as always) by Rodolfo’s attention to detail, his glorious guitar solos and particularly the drumming throughout. Although I might not add to the instrumentation personally, Rodolfo always encourages me to give him feedback. I am particularly fond of this collaboration and each time we work together I learn so much more. Hope you enjoy it too and many thanks for listening. 

Finding the way,
To get through night and day,
Is just too much.
Making your way
Once more through the fray,
Without losing touch,
Is too much,
For me, yeah.

Waiting in line, 
With no hint of a sign,
Is just too much.
Pretending I’m fine 
Knowing that you’re not mine,
It’s too, it’s just too much,
For me,
All of the time.

This is the route to tomorrow,
Beg, steal or borrow,
To getting through to the other side of all this sorrow.
This is the route to tomorrow,
That I have to follow,
To make it through to the other side of all this sorrow.

I’ll be OK, 
Whatever they say,
I can take it.
Know I can’t stay,
Gotta get me away
From here.
Before it gets too much for me, here.

I can survive,    
I might even just thrive.
If I make it.
I’m still alive,
Watch me as I arrive,
At the other side of all this pain and sorrow  

This is the route to tomorrow,
Beg, steal or borrow,
To getting through to the other side of all this sorrow.
This is the route to tomorrow,
That I have to follow,
To make it through to the other side of all this sorrow.

The Route To Tomorrow - Continental Collision (featuring Cintia Galeano)- Now on Spotify!

What Do You See (Background Flashmania track)
Vocals: from www.Ghosthack.de
Paploviante Bass, Mix, Artwork and Mastering
Flashmania track:
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/flashmania-paploviante

What Do You See / Paploviante

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) 11/2021.

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

Spotify https://open.spotify.com/collection/tracks
qobuz  https://www.qobuz.com/fr-fr/album/my-november-rainbow-pierre-bordetti/rkrybl0cpfccb



*** My November Rainbow ***
Lyrics
In November,
rain and wind strike our skin,
In November,
the birds stop singing,
In November,
the sun forgets us,
In November,
the grayness invades us,
In November,
In November,

My Rainbow,
My rainbow suddenly rises,
My Rainbow,
My Rainbow,
My rainbow suddenly rises,

piercing the sky, lighting up my life,
piercing the sky, lighting up my life,

My Rainbow,
My rainbow suddenly rises,
My Rainbow,
My Rainbow,
My rainbow suddenly rises,

My November,
My November rainbow,
My November,
My November rainbow,
My November,
My November rainbow,

My November Rainbow

Once I wrote a description here !!!

Ok let's say I started adding layers to the great music https://soundcloud.com/progrockdan1 sent to me.

Letra (translated lyrics below)

Se arrastró bajo los muros,
llorando.
Se filtró por las ranuras,
buscándome.
Y miró entre las fisuras,
deseando:
mucho claro, nada oscuro,
llamándome…
 
Mas el centinela mágico
de quijadas relucientes,
descarnado por los dientes
de mil y un gusanos cárnicos,
por la acción más degenérica
de venenos de odio y muerte,
este ser, cerebro inerte,
la detuvo, niña histérica…
 
Pero huyó,
vio sentada su promesa de llamarme.
Y escapó,
Vio prendido su deseo de amarme.
Sensación
de saber que era la presa, fuego y carne,
y en la intensa luz de vida vino a hallarme;
y me encontró.
-------------------------------------------
She crawled under the walls,
crying.
She filtered through the grooves,
searching for me.
And she looked inside the fissures,
wishing:
much clarity, no darkness,
calling me…

But the magic sentry
of shining jawbones,
eaten to the bone by the teeth
of thousand and one meat worms,
For the most degenerated action
of poisons of hatred and death,
this being, inert brain,
detained her, hysterical girl …

But she fled,
found assured her promise of calling me.
And she escaped,
found on fire her willing to love me.
Sensation
of knowing that she was the prey, fire and flesh,
and in the intense light of life she came to find me;
and she did.

Ella huyó - She fled (with ProgRockDan1)

Comme d'habitude (French cover song)

Albion Dreaming

Taking Spice

Texte Français et Google traduction

TANT DE TANT
Tant de distance, de kilomètres,
Et cette absence qui prend la tête !
Se voir au loin, s’imaginer,
Et n’être enfin que séparé.

Tant de désirs gardés en soi,
Même si l’av’nir nous les donn’ra !
Il faut chasser tous ces démons
Qui font douter au plus profond.

Tant de souffrances à l’intérieur,
De coups de lance perçant le cœur !
Et plus il saigne à rendre vie,
Moins ne s’éteignent les voeux d’envie.

Tant de temps, de temps perdu,
Sans pour autant on s aime plus !
On se fait signe et on s’appelle,
Par quelques lignes que l’on veut belles.

Tant de ces manques marqués de vide
Que l’on se planque sans être lucide,
Et qui reviennent à chaque instant,
Remuer la peine dans nos dedans.

Tant de coupures pour notre amour,
Et de blessures plus chaque jour,
Qu’il faut panser à l’eau d’espoir,
Cicatriser pour mieux se voir.

Tant de larmes dans nos yeux,
Comme des flammes qui donnent le feu,
S’en vont mourir le long des joues,
Pour mieux se dire…. et bientôt nous.

Tant de temps, de temps perdu,
Sans pour autant on s aime plus !
On se fait signe et on s’appelle,
Par quelques lignes que l’on veut belles.

SO MANY
So much distance, kilometers,
And this absence which takes the lead!
See yourself in the distance, imagine yourself,
And finally to be separated.

So many desires kept in oneself,
Even if the future will give them to us!
We must cast out all these demons
Which cause deep doubts.

So much suffering inside,
Heart-piercing spear shots!
And the more it bleeds to bring life,
Fewer wishes of envy go out.

So much time, wasted time,
Without, however, we love each other more!
We wave and call each other,
By a few lines that we want to be beautiful.

So many of these void-marked gaps
That we hide without being lucid,
And who keep coming back every moment,
Stir the pain in our hearts.

So many cuts for our love,
And more injuries every day
That we must heal with the water of hope,
Healing to see yourself better.

So many tears in our eyes,
Like flames that give fire,
Will die down the cheeks,
To better say…. and soon us.

So much time, wasted time,
Without, however, we love each other more!
We wave and call each other,
By a few lines that we want to be beautiful.

TANT DE TANT

TANT DE TANT (La distance en amour)

Firstly on easy listening 6/4 bars, I cut some notes out of the main theme so as to give it dynamism, and finally obtained a prime amalgam of 17 quarter notes. I hid any recognizable thing in the accompaniment, and for the organic lines (voice and guitars) I tried the strong rhythm would not fix too much the melodies, first paying a lot of attention, and finally ... just letting me go.

Translated lyrics:

Oídos sordos (17 negras)  /  Deaf ears (17 quarter notes)

Quiero gritar todo lo que siento, estando solo;  /   I want to shout out everything I feel, being alone;
pero gritándolo al viento y si no contesta,  /  but shouting it at the wind and if it doesn’t answer,
dime, ¿de qué me sirve? (bis)  /  tell me, how does that help me? (bis)

Todos los vientos conocen mi historia  /  All the winds know my story
pero no hacen nada.  /  but they don’t do anything.
¿Será que no me oyen? (bis)  /  Perhaps they don’t hear me? (bis)

He estado aquí y allí gritando como un loco,  /  I’ve been here and there screaming like a madman,
pero todo sigue igual.  /  but it’s all the same.
¿Será que no me oyen? (bis)  /  Perhaps they don’t hear me? (bis)

Quiero gritar…  /  I want to shout out…

Ahora sé que no sirve de nada;  /  Now I know it’s no use;
el viento sois todos que callais al verme,  /  all of you are the wind, silent when you see me,
y dejáis que hable y hable,  /  and letting me speak and speak,
y dejáis que hable y hable y hable.  /  and letting me speak and speak and speak.

No creo que vuelva mañana  /  I don’t think I’ll be back tomorrow
a escuchar vuestro silencio.  /  to listen to your silence.
Quiero encontrar a alguien. (bis)  /  I want to find someone. (bis)

Quiero gritar…  /  I want to shout out…

©1995 E-RUIZZO – ®2013 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;)
Image: "Red eared cactus", photo by Ruizzoidman

Oídos sordos (17 negras)

Caerffili's most famous space rockers, now only available in cyber space. It was a wonderful trip.
www.soundcloud.com/acid-gite-records

Taking Spice

Wow and Flutter