4 RESULTATS

total 4

album titre alt. durée compo/artiste description mots-clés

- Wandering Winds
  [CEZ4261 - 1]
- 1
- 3'08
- Boudruche, Yannick, Lohrer ,Eric
- Paroles [...] Déterminé & positif. Voix d'homme, guitare folk & rythmique.
- chanté en anglais, folk song, chanteur , 1970, Amérique du Nord [...]
Titre : Wandering Winds

Référence : CEZ4261 - 1

Compositeur(s): Yannick Boudruche [Sacem] - Eric Lohrer [Sacem]

Auteur(s) : John Greaves [Sacem]

LC : 10347

Album: Midsummer Folk

Artiste : Boudruche, Yannick - Lohrer ,Eric

Editeur(s) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur [Sacem]

ISRC : FRZPA1618390

Il y avait trop de dope hier soir
De retour sur la route à la lumière du matin
On suivra les cimes
Et maintenant tu me montres ce que tu as.
On peut sentir les vents errants
Soufflant dans nos cheveux de montagne
Sur ces anciennes routes, le monde se réveille.
Il y avait trop de fantôme hier soir
De retour sur la route à la lumière du matin
On suivra les cimes
Et maintenant tu me montres ce que tu as.
As-tu déjà vu cette route
Il y avait trop d’amour hier soir !
Montre-moi ce que tu as, ce que tu as.

chanté en anglais, folk song, chanteur , 1970, Amérique du Nord, déterminé, drogue (paroles), folk rock, travelling, grand espace, guitare folk, rigoureux, route (paroles), catchy, obstiné, guitare électrique, improvisation, acoustique, cavalcade, choriste homme, groupe, rapide, rythmique, train, version principale, vocal

- Wandering Winds Instrumental
  [CEZ4261 - 18]
- 0
- 3'08
- Lohrer ,Eric
- Déterminé & positif. Guitare électrique & acoustique & rythmique.
- folk rock, guitare électrique, travelling, Amérique du Nord, déterminé [...]
Titre : Wandering Winds Instrumental

Référence : CEZ4261 - 18

Compositeur(s): Eric Lohrer [Sacem]

LC : 10347

Album: Midsummer Folk

Artiste : Lohrer ,Eric

Editeur(s) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur [Sacem]

ISRC : FRZPA1618560

Il y avait trop de dope hier soir
De retour sur la route à la lumière du matin
On suivra les cimes
Et maintenant tu me montres ce que tu as.
On peut sentir les vents errants
Soufflant dans nos cheveux de montagne
Sur ces anciennes routes, le monde se réveille.
Il y avait trop de fantôme hier soir
De retour sur la route à la lumière du matin
On suivra les cimes
Et maintenant tu me montres ce que tu as.
As-tu déjà vu cette route
Il y avait trop d’amour hier soir !
Montre-moi ce que tu as, ce que tu as.

folk rock, guitare électrique, travelling, Amérique du Nord, déterminé, grand espace, catchy, guitare folk, entraînant, fougueux, urgent, blues rock, acoustique, country rock, groupe, instrumental, plein air, rapide, rythmique, version alternative

- Cold Summer
  [GUM7020 - 10]
- 0
- 2'04
- Benoit Guivarch [Sacem]
- Paroles [...] Britpop. Psychédélique & entraînant. Groupe rock avec chanteur, guitare électrique, orgue & [...]
- 1960, Angleterre, psychedelia, 1970, chanson et thèmes [...]
Titre : Cold Summer

Référence : GUM7020 - 10

Compositeur(s): Benoit Guivarch [Sacem]

Auteur(s) : Antoine Kerninon [Sacem]

LC : 27625

Album: Britpop

Editeur(s) : GUM Collections [Sacem]

ISRC : FR6Z61108590

blowing the candles in a camp, there is one and two, three…
taking my breath as a heater, your knees on my knee.
in the wintertime
in the wintertime

i saw you sitting in the fire what a fool way to be
pills we were given earlier prevent us from seeing
it was wintertime
it was wintertime

we ran into the forest and naked as snakes
we climbed into the trees just looking for some eggs
we thought it was summer, a very cold summer
in the winter time
in the wintertime

1960, Angleterre, psychedelia, 1970, chanson et thèmes, chanté en anglais, drogue (paroles), entraînant, hypnotique, orgue Farfisa, vocal, activité nocturne, basse électrique, chanteur , gai & joyeux, guitare électrique, obstiné, progression, batterie, catchy, choriste homme, confiant, errant, festif, fx reverb, insouciant, panoramique, brit rock, exaltant, guitare folk, medium, vie quotidienne

- Let's Get High
  [MAG6051 - 3]
- 2
- 4'09
- Blanka & Tigerz
- Beat lourd avec voix énervée. Urbain & percussif. Break @ 2'13. Synthé, voix pitchées & rythmique.
- puissant & imposant, trap, actuel, attitude, entraînant [...]
Titre : Let's Get High

Référence : MAG6051 - 3

Compositeur(s): Guillaume Jousselin - Pascal Luvisi [Sacem]

LC : 10347

Album: Blanka & Tigerz : Future Beat

Artiste : Blanka & Tigerz

Editeur(s) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur [Sacem] - Nowadays Records [Sacem]

ISRC : FRZPA2020470

blowing the candles in a camp, there is one and two, three…
taking my breath as a heater, your knees on my knee.
in the wintertime
in the wintertime

i saw you sitting in the fire what a fool way to be
pills we were given earlier prevent us from seeing
it was wintertime
it was wintertime

we ran into the forest and naked as snakes
we climbed into the trees just looking for some eggs
we thought it was summer, a very cold summer
in the winter time
in the wintertime

puissant & imposant, trap, actuel, attitude, entraînant, exaltant, saccadé, sport d'équipe, sport de glisse, sport extrême & de combat, street sports, clubbing, déterminé, lourd, people, percutant, urbain, paysage urbain, rythmique, synthétiseur, ascendant, future beat, glitch (texture), pub, rythmé, mode, chanté en anglais, chanteur , introduction, trash (texture), programmation, dansant, drogue (paroles), explicit lyrics, rapide, version principale, vocal

- Let's Get High (alternate [...]
  [MAG6051 - 7]
- 0
- 4'09
- Blanka & Tigerz
- Beat lourd. Urbain & percussif. Break @ 2'13. Synth & rythmique.
- puissant & imposant, trap, actuel, attitude, entraînant [...]
Titre : Let's Get High (alternate instrumental)

Référence : MAG6051 - 7

Compositeur(s): Guillaume Jousselin - Pascal Luvisi [Sacem]

LC : 10347

Album: Blanka & Tigerz : Future Beat

Artiste : Blanka & Tigerz

Editeur(s) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur [Sacem] - Nowadays Records [Sacem]

ISRC : FRZPA2020510

blowing the candles in a camp, there is one and two, three…
taking my breath as a heater, your knees on my knee.
in the wintertime
in the wintertime

i saw you sitting in the fire what a fool way to be
pills we were given earlier prevent us from seeing
it was wintertime
it was wintertime

we ran into the forest and naked as snakes
we climbed into the trees just looking for some eggs
we thought it was summer, a very cold summer
in the winter time
in the wintertime

puissant & imposant, trap, actuel, attitude, entraînant, exaltant, saccadé, sport d'équipe, sport de glisse, sport extrême & de combat, street sports, clubbing, déterminé, lourd, people, percutant, urbain, paysage urbain, rythmique, synthétiseur, ascendant, future beat, glitch (texture), pub, rythmé, mode, introduction, trash (texture), programmation, 8 bit, dansant, instrumental, rapide, version alternative

- Let's Get High (alternate [...]
  [MAG6051 - 8]
- 0
- 4'09
- Blanka & Tigerz
- Beat lourd avec voix énervée. Urbain & percussif. Synthé, voix pitchées & rythmique.
- puissant & imposant, trap, actuel, attitude, entraînant [...]
Titre : Let's Get High (alternate censored version)

Référence : MAG6051 - 8

Compositeur(s): Guillaume Jousselin - Pascal Luvisi [Sacem]

LC : 10347

Album: Blanka & Tigerz : Future Beat

Artiste : Blanka & Tigerz

Editeur(s) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur [Sacem] - Nowadays Records [Sacem]

ISRC : FRZPA2020520

blowing the candles in a camp, there is one and two, three…
taking my breath as a heater, your knees on my knee.
in the wintertime
in the wintertime

i saw you sitting in the fire what a fool way to be
pills we were given earlier prevent us from seeing
it was wintertime
it was wintertime

we ran into the forest and naked as snakes
we climbed into the trees just looking for some eggs
we thought it was summer, a very cold summer
in the winter time
in the wintertime

puissant & imposant, trap, actuel, attitude, entraînant, exaltant, saccadé, sport d'équipe, sport de glisse, sport extrême & de combat, street sports, clubbing, déterminé, lourd, people, percutant, urbain, paysage urbain, rythmique, synthétiseur, ascendant, future beat, glitch (texture), pub, rythmé, mode, chanté en anglais, chanteur , introduction, trash (texture), programmation, dansant, drogue (paroles), rapide, version alternative, vocal

- Tomb
  [GUM7165 - 3]
- 1
- 3'00
- Kévin Bui
- Paroles [...] Urbain, fier & mystérieux. Synthé, chanteur, auto-tune & rythmique.
- lourd, nocturne, trap, paysage urbain, urbain [...]
Titre : Tomb

Référence : GUM7165 - 3

Compositeur(s): Kévin Bui

Auteur(s) : Mawell Appah

LC : 27625

Album: Purple Ghost

Editeur(s) : GUM Collections [Sacem]

Chorus:

I can’t get enough, no
patience

Bottom of the bottle I’m
wasted,

Spiff to the face and I’m
faded,

And these drugs got my
heart racing.

I can’t get enough, no
patience

I can see the Bottom of
the bottle I’m wasted,

And I just rolled my last
Spiff and I’m faded,

And these drugs got my
heart racing.

I can’t get enough, no
patience

Bottom of the bottle I’m
wasted,

Spiff to the face and I’m
faded,

And these drugs got my
heart racing.

I can’t get enough, no
patience

I can see the Bottom of
the bottle I’m wasted,

And I just rolled my last
Spiff and I’m faded,

And these drugs got my
heart racing

Verse 2:

Said she wana kick it for
the night girl,

Yeah I got love for the
white girl

That have you up all day
from the night girl,

And I got a good price so
we alright girl.

She make you numb from
her touch,

You can’t resist her
smell

She make bitches wana
fuck

I wana make them sales

And I love it when she
heavy

and she on them scales.

And we out for the night.

One hit will make you
feel right

The other hit will make
you feel nice,

Welcome to the city of
vice,

And my advice is that you
take your time in this life,

Everything will be
alright when your high.

Yeah.

And then it ends.

You can still front and
pretend,

Too many snakes no
friends

So I got my own back till
the end.

Rock n roll-a I dun told
yah

I’m a soldier

If it don’t kill me it
only makes me bolder,

Been through shit and now
I’m focused,

Visions blurred

This weed I’m toking.

Uggh,

Looking out my window,

I see the rain

The rain it drips slow

Just like the pain

The pain it don’t go,

So take another sip to
drown my sorrows.

Chorus:

I can’t get enough, no
patience

Bottom of the bottle I’m
wasted,

Spiff to the face and I’m
faded,

And these drugs got my
heart racing.

I can’t get enough, no
patience

I can see the Bottom of
the bottle I’m wasted,

And I just rolled my last
Spiff and I’m faded,

And these drugs got my
heart racing.

I can’t get enough, no
patience

Bottom of the bottle I’m
wasted,

Spiff to the face and I’m
faded,

And these drugs got my
heart racing.

I can’t get enough, no
patience

I can see the Bottom of
the bottle I’m wasted,

And I just rolled my last
Spiff and I’m faded,

And these drugs got my
heart racing

Verse 2:

10:59 telephone rings and
I ain’t got no time,

10.59 knocking at my door
and I ain’t got no time,

Give me a minute coz I
ain’t finished,

This ain’t the end,

This just the beginning

Just like the Phoenix
from the flames

I will never diminish,

And if you thought I was
finished

Look at me now
motherfucker

I’m winning,

Look at me now
motherfucker no limit

I said it loud
motherfucker let’s get it,

I want the crown and I
won’t stop till I get it,

If blood spills it was
Yoshi that shed it

If blood spills it was
yoshi that shed it,

With no regrets bitch,

Niggas going right I’m
going left bitch,

And you couldn’t touch
this coz my flow is antiseptic,

Limp when I be stepping

Pimping the game

I’m on a next ting

I elevate and in the
dirt’s where I left them

lourd, nocturne, trap, paysage urbain, urbain, cloud rap, déterminé, fier, mystérieux, percussion électronique, synthétiseur, actuel, chanteur , entraînant, percutant, rythmé, rythmique, chanté en anglais, drogue (paroles), introduction, medium, version principale, vocal

- Tomb - Instrumental
  [GUM7165 - 15]
- 0
- 3'00
- Kévin Bui
- Urbain, fier & mystérieux. Synthé & rythmique.
- paysage urbain, urbain, chill trap, déterminé, fier [...]
Titre : Tomb - Instrumental

Référence : GUM7165 - 15

Compositeur(s): Kévin Bui

Auteur(s) : Mawell Appah

LC : 27625

Album: Purple Ghost

Editeur(s) : GUM Collections [Sacem]

Chorus:

I can’t get enough, no
patience

Bottom of the bottle I’m
wasted,

Spiff to the face and I’m
faded,

And these drugs got my
heart racing.

I can’t get enough, no
patience

I can see the Bottom of
the bottle I’m wasted,

And I just rolled my last
Spiff and I’m faded,

And these drugs got my
heart racing.

I can’t get enough, no
patience

Bottom of the bottle I’m
wasted,

Spiff to the face and I’m
faded,

And these drugs got my
heart racing.

I can’t get enough, no
patience

I can see the Bottom of
the bottle I’m wasted,

And I just rolled my last
Spiff and I’m faded,

And these drugs got my
heart racing

Verse 2:

Said she wana kick it for
the night girl,

Yeah I got love for the
white girl

That have you up all day
from the night girl,

And I got a good price so
we alright girl.

She make you numb from
her touch,

You can’t resist her
smell

She make bitches wana
fuck

I wana make them sales

And I love it when she
heavy

and she on them scales.

And we out for the night.

One hit will make you
feel right

The other hit will make
you feel nice,

Welcome to the city of
vice,

And my advice is that you
take your time in this life,

Everything will be
alright when your high.

Yeah.

And then it ends.

You can still front and
pretend,

Too many snakes no
friends

So I got my own back till
the end.

Rock n roll-a I dun told
yah

I’m a soldier

If it don’t kill me it
only makes me bolder,

Been through shit and now
I’m focused,

Visions blurred

This weed I’m toking.

Uggh,

Looking out my window,

I see the rain

The rain it drips slow

Just like the pain

The pain it don’t go,

So take another sip to
drown my sorrows.

Chorus:

I can’t get enough, no
patience

Bottom of the bottle I’m
wasted,

Spiff to the face and I’m
faded,

And these drugs got my
heart racing.

I can’t get enough, no
patience

I can see the Bottom of
the bottle I’m wasted,

And I just rolled my last
Spiff and I’m faded,

And these drugs got my
heart racing.

I can’t get enough, no
patience

Bottom of the bottle I’m
wasted,

Spiff to the face and I’m
faded,

And these drugs got my
heart racing.

I can’t get enough, no
patience

I can see the Bottom of
the bottle I’m wasted,

And I just rolled my last
Spiff and I’m faded,

And these drugs got my
heart racing

Verse 2:

10:59 telephone rings and
I ain’t got no time,

10.59 knocking at my door
and I ain’t got no time,

Give me a minute coz I
ain’t finished,

This ain’t the end,

This just the beginning

Just like the Phoenix
from the flames

I will never diminish,

And if you thought I was
finished

Look at me now
motherfucker

I’m winning,

Look at me now
motherfucker no limit

I said it loud
motherfucker let’s get it,

I want the crown and I
won’t stop till I get it,

If blood spills it was
Yoshi that shed it

If blood spills it was
yoshi that shed it,

With no regrets bitch,

Niggas going right I’m
going left bitch,

And you couldn’t touch
this coz my flow is antiseptic,

Limp when I be stepping

Pimping the game

I’m on a next ting

I elevate and in the
dirt’s where I left them

paysage urbain, urbain, chill trap, déterminé, fier, mystérieux, nocturne, percussion électronique, synthétiseur, actuel, entraînant, lourd, percutant, rythmé, rythmique, instrumental, introduction, medium, version alternative

4 RESULTATS

total 4

Wandering Winds

Wandering Winds Instrumental

Cold Summer

Let's Get High

Let's Get High (alternate [...]

Let's Get High (alternate [...]

Tomb

Tomb - Instrumental