Magnifique interprétation pleine d'émotions! Bravo à vous deux!! 👏 👍🏻 🎶

Fantastic performance, Mike. Beautiful collaboration from your friend. Wonderful arrangements. :)

This is truely a friendship that has stood up to time and life - a beautiful deep and touching rendition that would do Frank Sinatra proud and inspires us all to remember there are no boundaries in true friendship just love and support

Beautiful interpretation, great collab 👏👍

A international song popularised by Frank Sinatra composed by a Francais

Wonderful collab, and fantastic cover!!!🎵🔥🎵🔥

This is so moving and wonderful. Beautiful done, by you two good friends for so long. Awesome! :)

■概要(Overview)
綺麗なアジサイを発見！
I found some beautiful hydrangeas!

■lyrics(meaningless)
la...Let's hold a World Unified Mixed-Category Relay.
Whoever finds a piece of Jomon-era pottery first wins!

Aim for it! 
Hey!
Get to the top!
go! go! go!

And sleep in the cradle.
Have a beautiful dream.
What are you worried about?

Terrifying ...
You were dreaming....

Terrifying ...
You were dreaming...
You were dreaming...

You were dreaming

RPR09_72

Angus is a friend who I have known for 75 years and  in our youth played in a band together. We have recently crossed paths again and after all these years and aging illness he decided to get back to playing some music again-hope you can join Angus and his sincere vocal

My Way ( FT Angus Kennedy)

"I do not at all understand the mystery of grace - only that it meets us where we are but does not leave us where it found us." - Anne Lamott

A Saturday morning composition inspired by the theme of grace.  Recorded on my very old Yamaha CVP and may need a few adjustments. 😊 Wishing everyone listening a wonderful day!

Days of Grace

Just because.
My sincere thanks to David Dunham for his generosity in mastering my track. @david-dunhamuser589535203

Rather Strange

This is another cover of an oldies tune, 'Another Saturday Night*', written by the great Sam Cooke (he wrote the song while staying in a hotel where no female guests were allowed). But this version is a cover of another cover - Cat Steven's version of the song. Cat's version is more upbeat, with a bit of a Latin feel to it. Being a fan of both versions, I threw in a sample of Cooke's original at the very end, and the voices from the studio recording at the very beginning, including a count off by Cooke himself, just for fun. I REALLY enjoyed doing this one, and hope it shows in the recording. Thanks for listening.

All instruments played by me on keyboard:
-organ
-acoustic guitar
-flute
-trumpets
-alto & tenor sax
-piano
-bass
-percussion
-drums
-lead & backing vocals

*Song written by Sam Cooke

(apologies for my absence from Soundcloud lately; work & some recent vacation time keep getting in the way. how dare they!)

Another Saturday Night (Cat's cover)

SOON to move to Bandcamp as an album - in the meantime, you can also listen in sequence here: soundcloud.com/sonic-textures/sets/scalar-fields
instruments: Jeff Gardiner and jo richter
voice: Jeff Gardiner
modulation, arrangement and all that: jo richter
lyrics: Jeff Gardiner in collaboration with jo richter
image: Jeff Gardiner in collaboration with jo richter


stepping off the edge with desire
he was the flyer on perception's broken wings
sixteen times he bounced and landed on the ledge
with the shack at the back where the 
old man sat on some  wooden crates
and spoke of gates in dreams
and trips and traps and strategies and 
cautionary tales about inorganic beings
and how to catch a rabbit or lion or a squirrel
with some sticks and strings

sticks 'n' strings

scalar fields pt 9: sticks' n' strings- with stonerjazz

Terminus

Forever

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

red amber before green by nardine sanderson.wav

I am retired and have taken up music again (after 60 years since I last played the classical piano)for my pleasure. It is great to redo the old classics with the modern sounds and electronic instruments of today. I  
   Also Like making my own instrumental tracks with my 
Presonus studio 4 software, a size midi keyboard and the Kross workstation Keyboard.
I am so grateful for the support, encouragement and feedback from the  sound cloud community.
What an awesome experience and way to bring music to the world together with likeminded friends-thank you all.

My Way ( FT Angus Kennedy)

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