A small secret. I usually upload my tracks on Sunday, and also send it to some friends. But this time I did not send them the entire song! Just the first gentle part that you will hear.
Here is the thing: I am quite insecure about my voice, but decided to use it for this song. Some mouth sounds first, then reciting a small text (the transcription + translation is at the end). I really wanted to do something with voice because I started using a recorder (Zoom 4, gifted to me a year ago) and became quite excited by the possibilities.
But, insecurity. So what to do? Make it fun I guess. Create a distraction. Have this little side of me for you WeeklyBeaters (???) first, and try to keep the secret. So, two tracks for the price of one this week!
Text:
> Salut ! Moi c'est Nuée. Comme une nuée.
> Par la fenêtre il y a la cime des tilleuls encore verts sur fond bleu zébré de blanc.
> Ils tressaillent à chaque petit coup de vent, comme une foule en train de danser sur une musique qui m'est alien.
> Plus loin il y a des corneilles qui virevoltent, et je me plais à penser qu'elles me tracent des lettres dans le ciel genre "Hey ! Ça va ?" "Ouais ça va. J'écris ce qui me passe par la tête. C'est plaisant. C'est pas si différent que de faire de la musique au final."
> Bon allez, il est temps de finir ce stupide morceau.
And the translation
> Hello! That's me, Nuée. Like a flock/swarm.
> By the window I can see the top of the still green linden trees, on a blue background with white strips.
> They wave with each small burst of wind, like a crowd dancing to alien music.
> Farther are crows twirling, and I like to think that they are drawing letters in the sky like: "hey! You good?" "Yeah I'm good. I am writing what crosses my mind. It's fun. Not that different from making music after all."
> Well, time to end this silly song.
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