Bluesy, anxious, pacy. Fast rhythm begins with subtle 12-bar blues ...Bluesy, anxious, pacy. Fast rhythm begins with subtle 12-bar blues bass. Tight instrumentation communicates a high-strung vibe. Someone at their wits end, making their way through a crowded city street. Trumpet solo at 01:18 gives a more freeform energy, a person wandering the street in despair.
Lyrics ... Show opening. Spoken guttural & ghostly male voice. Intriguing quirky ...Show opening. Spoken guttural & ghostly male voice. Intriguing quirky & jazzy. Orchestra with brass ensemble, Theremin, piano, guitar, chorus, claps & rhythm with tom tom rolls. In the spirit of 90s musicals.
MONSTERS
Music by Julien vega
Lyrics by John Greaves & Julien Vega
Ladies and gentlemen
Now is the time
Dusk has fallen
And long will be the night
Are you ready? Behold this most
Awful terrifying sight
Dear guests Please welcome...
The monsters!
Monsters
We are monsters
Monsters
Wild monsters
See these ugly faces
The power in their jaws
There’s evil their gazes
And no pity in their claws
Come closer don’t be shy
Chains about their necks do lie
Just watch them do their stuff
Scream when you’ve had enough
Nasty monsters, ugly monsters, freaky monsters, mean monsters!!!
Lyrics ... Show opening. Spoken male voice. Joyful, quirky & jazzy. Music hall ...Show opening. Spoken male voice. Joyful, quirky & jazzy. Music hall orchestra, brass ensemble, Theremin, piano, guitar, choir, claps & rhythm with tom tom rolls. In the spirit of 90s musicals.
MONSTERS
Music by Julien vega
Lyrics by John Greaves & Julien Vega
Ladies and gentlemen
Now is the time
Dusk has fallen
And long will be the night
Are you ready? Behold this most
Awful terrifying sight
Dear guests Please welcome...
The monsters!
Monsters
We are monsters
Monsters
Wild monsters
See these ugly faces
The power in their jaws
There’s evil their gazes
And no pity in their claws
Come closer don’t be shy
Chains about their necks do lie
Just watch them do their stuff
Scream when you’ve had enough
Nasty monsters, ugly monsters, freaky monsters, mean monsters!!!
Lyrics ... Electro clash. Driving, swagger & sensual. Suggested for clubbing, ...Electro clash. Driving, swagger & sensual. Suggested for clubbing, advertising. Synth, female voice in Spanish & rhythm.
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me gusta como te mueves
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me gusta como te mueves
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Instrumental version, no voice. France. Historic song. First World ...Instrumental version, no voice. France. Historic song. First World War 1917. Nostalgic. Solo accordion.
Lyrics ... Song sung in French. Historical song. First World War.1917. Dramatic. ...Song sung in French. Historical song. First World War.1917. Dramatic. Male singer & accordion.
Quand au bout d'huit jours, le r'pos terminé, On va r'prendre les tranchées, Notre place est si utile Que sans nous on prend la pile. Mais c'est bien fini, on en a assez, Personn' ne veut plus marcher, Et le cœur bien gros, comm' dans un sanglot On dit adieu aux civ'lots. Même sans tambour, même sans trompette, On s'en va là-haut en baissant la tête. Adieu la vie, adieu l'amour, Adieu toutes les femmes. C'est bien fini, c'est pour toujours, De cette guerre infâme. C'est à Craonne, sur le plateau, Qu'on doit laisser sa peau Car nous sommes tous condamnés Nous sommes les sacrifiés !Huit jours de tranchées, huit jours de souffrance, Pourtant on a l'espérance Que ce soir viendra la r'lève Que nous attendons sans trêve. Soudain, dans la nuit et dans le silence, On voit quelqu'un qui s'avance, C'est un officier de chasseurs à pied, Qui vient pour nous remplacer. Doucement dans l'ombre, sous la pluie qui tombe Les petits chasseurs vont chercher leurs tombes.
English translation : Craonne Song When at the end of a week's leaveWe go back to the trenches, Our place there is so usefulThat without us we'd get a thrashing.But now it’s finished we've had enoughNobody wants to march anymore.And with hearts downcast with sobs,We're saying good-bye to the civilians, Even without drum or trumpetWe're heading up there with lowered heads. Good-bye to life, good-bye to love, Good-bye to all you women, It's finished, and foreverwe've had it for good with this awful war.It's in Craonne up on the plateau That we're leaving our skins,'Cause we've all been sentenced to die. We're the ones that they're sacrificing A week in the trenches, a week of suffering, And yet we still have hopeThat tonight the relief will come That we keep waiting for.Suddenly in the silent night We hear someone approachIt's an infantry officer Who's coming to take over from us. Quietly in the shadows as the rain fallsThe poor soldiers go in search of their graves Those who’ve got the dough, they will come back'Cause it's for them that we're dying. Now it’s finished, 'cause all us poor soldiers Are going to go on strike. It'll be your turn, fat cats, To go up onto the plateau. And if you want war, Then pay for it with your own skins. On the grand boulevards it's hard to watch All the fat cats whooping it up For them life is good But for us it's not the same Instead of hiding, all these shirkers Would do better by going up to the trenches To defend what they have, because we have nothing All of us poor wretches All our comrades are buried there Defending the wealth of these gentlemen here
Ragtime. The Golden Age (Early Jazz of the 1910s and 1920s). Joyful & ...Ragtime. The Golden Age (Early Jazz of the 1910s and 1920s). Joyful & dancefloor. Big band.
Jazzy, carefree, heated. Big band instrumentation with a slow dynamic ...Jazzy, carefree, heated. Big band instrumentation with a slow dynamic rhythm sets out with trumpets and brass instrumentations reaching out with impassioned melodies. Change of tone at 00:45 into more freeform section, warm saxophone solo with an altogether more welcoming vibe. A band working hard, playing in unison allowing players to solo with energy and feeling before going back into suspicious melodies.
Sneaky, fiery, cool. Descending bassline and muted brass gives an ...Sneaky, fiery, cool. Descending bassline and muted brass gives an impression of subtlety and stylishness mixed with liveliness and energy. Saxophone solo at 00:49 moves into a passionate place as duelling solos begin, trills and emotive performances offer a more hearty vibe to icy instrumentation. Someone in the early 20th century walking down the street of a bustling city in a cool and groovy way.
Fiery, passionate, classy. Build up into emotive big bang sound with ...Fiery, passionate, classy. Build up into emotive big bang sound with cool rhythm and high-pitched trumpets. Solemn feeling communicated by the main tune, mixed with wandering solos and subtle bass keeping things moving. A shady bar or restaurant.
Lyrics ... Acid house & Mancunian. Ecstatic, repetitive & danceable. Rhythmic ...Acid house & Mancunian. Ecstatic, repetitive & danceable. Rhythmic house, sampled vocals, blip keyboards, synth layers, spoken vocals (interview) & electronic bass. Suggested for clubbing, warehouse party & fashion.
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