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Hello Out There Le Manitoba vous r​é​pond

by Marcel SOULODRE /M SOUL

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    11 new songs by Canadian singer/songwriter in English et en Français
    M Soul aka Marcel Soulodre. Renown Strasbourg grafitti artist and tagger MAHON did the artwork. Lovely cover photo by M Soul's Uncle Bud.

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1.
Swingtime Baby Réveil rude, nuit difficile Mes rêves s’envolent dans un battement de cil Le réconfort au fond d’un verre de gin De mes espoirs perdus, que reste-t-il d’utile ? À la radio, les nouvelles sont mauvaises Et la Bourse elle reste toujours obèse Le prix du pétrole se calcule en barils Pendant que les politiciens s’engraissent et se caressent le nombril Swingtime Baby, mais à quoi tu joues ? La maison brûle et tout le monde s’en fout Swingtime Baby goodbye coochie coo À trop tirer sur la corde On arrive au bout du bout- à genoux Mais tout va bien, pourquoi tu t’inquiètes ? On parle jamais que de notre planète Les milliardaires s’envolent dans l’espace Pendant que l’humanité saccage les espaces N’y a-t-il pas une lueur dans la nuit ? Une chandelle qui s’adresse à l’Éternel Une autre façon d’envisager la Vie Une étoile brillante tout au bout du tunnel ? Swingtime Baby, mais à quoi on joue ? La maison brûle et tout le monde s’en fout Swingtime Baby goodbye coochie coo À trop tirer sur la corde On arrive au bout du bout - à genoux Musique : Marcel Soulodre Textes : Hervé Philip/ M. Soulodre
2.
Galère 03:30
Galère Je traîne mes pas dans la poussière Ces grains de miséricorde Chacun se greffe des œillères Et voit midi à sa porte I live in Hard Times I live in Hard Times Galère ! Faut-il en faire un mystère ? L’humanité dans la discorde Court après des chimères Et se désaccorde I live in Hard Times I live in Hard Times Galère ! Et toutes ces machines précaires Qui dictent nos petites envies Guident nos pas ephémères Nos illusions de la vie I live in Hard Times I live in Hard Times I live in Hard Times Galère ! Envie de tout foutre en l’aire Musique: M. Soulodre Textes: H. Philip/M. Soulodre
3.
Birthday (Is That All There Is?) Living it up in the information age The internet give me all the answers To get what I want out of this life Let’s me cure my own cancer I don’t wanna think I don’t wanna try Never ever wanna compromise I just wanna be user friendly Hack is the new word for the wise But Is that all there is? Is that all there is? You get brushed away they proclaim a new day And Baby that’s all there is Youth industry is killing me by degrees Hard these day to be a rolling stone Cannot beg borrow or steal Stand up and testify Mr. Jones Guys like Elvis they had it made Teenage Jesus didn’t talk no jive Colonel Tom was faithful to the end The King was worth more dead than alive But Is that all there is? Is that all there is? You get brushed away they proclaim a new day And Baby that’s all there is People want what it is they ain’t got But when it’s gone they see it wasn’t so bad Matter of fact they miss quite a lot Spend the rest of the lives feeling cheated and sad Only thing I know life is luxury It’s the only thing they can’t take away And I don’t give a good Goddamn in hell ‘bout whatever it is you got to sell But Is that all there is? Is that all there is? You get brushed away they proclaim a new day And Baby that’s all there is Music: M. Soulodre Lyrics: Frain Cory/M. Soulodre
4.
North Of Dallas Luther is stuck up in a suburban life Fat Carlotta is his buttoned down wife Used to a time he could Rock ‘n’ Roll But the cost of the good life has robbed him of his soul American money pimps the Rock ‘n Roll whore Beer signs flash above the stadium floor American money faded dream Sad sack wanna be’s with nothing left to redeem Union Pacific the Sante Fe the CNR has rolled away Bales of hay cows that munch The killing floor slaughters so the folks can lunch American money buys what you want The sweet lord’s salvation flash it flaunt American money supply and demand American money come hold out your hand I use to go the well everyday Look down and wonder what went wrong Now I’m so glad to put you behind me So glad that you’re gone Big screens little screens they’re all the same Reality it ain’t quite so lame Nicotine alcohol coffee or tea Mama mama make mine heroin please American money arms for the poor Income tax evasion the billionaires’ cure American money baby that’s your lot Good ole Uncle Sam can always be bought Music: M. Soulodre Lyrics: Frain Cory/ M. Soulodre
5.
L'enjôleur 03:09
L’enjôleur Elle piège bien fardée ses paupières battent et jouent Elle se pose en arc-en-ciel l’enjôleur hurle au loup Je me suis fait coyote par désir raisonnable Mais je serais mieux avec les cornes du diable Elle respire sous un masque comédienne de quatre sous Elle se trouble de parfums l’enjôleur hurle au loup Je me suis fait coyote par désir raisonnable Mais je serais mieux avec les reins du diable Elle minaude des bouquets me réplique sans tabou Elle déchire mes icônes l’enjôleur passe partout Je me suis fait coyote par désir raisonnable Mais je serais mieux avec les crocs du diable Elle tourne ses talons du dos me désavoue Elle claque chaque porte l’enjôleur passe partout Je me suis fait coyote par désir raisonnable Mais je serais mieux dans la peau du diable Musique: Marcel Soulodre Paroles: Bernard Bocquel/ M. Soulodre
6.
And With A Smile Stop all your whining stop all your crying Get a grip on yourself you’re bugging everybody else You say you hurt but you’re not the first You don’t even get the privilege of being the last Heard it all before haven’t you Apathy nothing new Take it all for granted and with a smile Mobilized civic pride Boosterism in no short supply You fear the worst being dragged through the dirt Sneaking suspicion they just might be right Heard it all before haven’t you Apathy nothing new Take it all for granted and with a smile Life ain’t always sweet but this is all you get Stop looking for reasons to sit and kvetch You would do well to stay out of my face Keep in mind the world’s a big place Heard it all before haven’t you Apathy nothing new Take it all for granted and with a smile Music: M. Soulodre Lyrics: Frain Cory/ M. Soulodre
7.
Fou de toi 04:17
Fou de toi Jour après jour seul au centre commercial Mon cœur éclate d’un amour létal Pour enfin te parler, j’ai fait tellement d’efforts J’en ai pleuré toutes les larmes de mon corps Mais toi pourquoi tu ne me vois pas ? Tu t’éloignes toujours de moi Un beau jour, tu m’aimeras Tellement je suis fou de toi Dans la cathédrale, j’ai allumé tous les cierges Pour que tu m’aimes, j’ai imploré la Sainte-Vierge Mes yeux saignent et j’ai prié à genoux Mais même la Vierge, elle s’en fout Mais toi ! Pourquoi tu ne me vois pas ? Tu te moques toujours de moi Un beau jour tu m’aimeras Tellement je suis fou de toi Je t’aime sans te le dire, sans oser l’avouer… Je sais que mon avenir est écrit à tes côtés Le meilleur est à venir, jamais j’abandonnerai Hier je t’ai aperçue telle une lueur Pas osé t’approcher j’avais trop peur Tu es la plus belle des madones Tu m’aimeras un jour faut pas que j’abandonne Mais toi ! Pourquoi tu ne me veux pas ? Tu te moques et tu t’en vas Un beau jour tu m’aimeras Tellement je suis fou de toi Musique: M. Soulodre Textes: Hervé Philip
8.
Reviens Sweet Mary Ann Je ne savais plus quoi dire Je n’osais même plus penser J’espérais juste un sourire Je ne pouvais plus réfléchir Je voyais monter la marée Mais ne tenais guère au martyre Reviens à moi Reviens à toi Come back my sweet Mary Ann Je ne savais plus où me cacher Je croyais qu’une simple prière Pourrait enfin me racheter Quand il me vient le vœux De vouloir me couper en deux Aide-moi à combattre ma jalousie Reviens à moi Reviens à toi Come back my sweet Mary Ann Each and every day I hope and pray You’ll turn around and look my And see a reflection of yourself in me So I took pen and paper in hand I wrote this song for a R&R band The easiest way for me to say I love you Reviens à moi Reviens à toi Come back my sweet Mary Ann Musique: M. Soulodre Textes/Lyrics : Bernard Bocquel/ Frain Cory/ M. Soulodre
9.
Hello Out There Hello Hello out there I was wondering how you’re doing Do you still care or is it only yourself that you’re fooling Jody had it coming playing with loaded lovers Blew her heart away now she’s running for cover I would try to help in any way I can But it’s been to long a time and I ain’t miracle man They’re scooping up the cash in the miracle marts People want salvation just don’t know where to start The media is bleeding everything up dry They package it so nicely first you laugh and then you cry I have been trying for so long now Getting things straight in my life Maybe there ain’t no use in worrying about it Maybe there ain’t no wrong from right Hello Hello out there I was wondering how you’re doing Do you still care or is it only yourself that you’re fooling From Mars to Manhattan the story still the same We’re scared to make decisions don’t wanna face the blame But sooner or later you gotta make a choice Whether to be walking or driving a Rolls Royce Everything that I own I can carry in my hands People see me on the street they don’t want to understand A guitar and a notebook is all I keep with me I’m an existential dropout with a fractured philosophy I have been trying for so long now Getting things straight in my life Maybe there ain’t no use in worrying about it Maybe there ain’t no wrong from right Hello Hello out there I was wondering how you’re doing Do you still care or is it only yourself that you’re fooling Music: M. Soulodre Lyrics: Frain Cory/M. Soulodre
10.
Call It Something Still got the power still got the love Still got the passion but it ain’t enough Sometimes I feel like holding your head underwater Trying to get by from day to day how I do it I just can’t say Ain’t it funny how you can always bring me to the brink of laughter What’s the difference between give and take How do measure the love that we make? If we have to we’ll call it something But it’s a something that don’t need no name Get out of bed go to the phone Take another message they won’t leave me alone Hate to think what they’d do without me You give me a squeeze mess up my hair listen to me bitch Tell me you don’t care is that any way to treat your one and only? What’s the difference between give and take How do measure the love that we make? If we have to we’ll call it something But it’s a something that don’t need no name Don’t know the reason gripped by the notion Can’t fight the feeling slave to emotion How can one man get himself into so much trouble? Still got the power still got the love still got the passion but that ain’t enough You know I talk tough but one look from you And I am reduced to rubble What’s the difference between give and take How do measure the love that we make? If we have to we’ll call it something But it’s a something that don’t need no name Music: M. Soulodre Lyrics: Frain Cory/ M. Soulodre
11.
Irrational Man I get go to work each day Dead end job need the pay 40 hours on the line driving me crazy but I still do the time Daddy said with a wink of his eye Son try and understand the reason why Fate destiny there one in the same It’s why I’m out here playing this game I’m just getting my job done best that I can Use my own tools sometimes break the rules I’m a working man We all know how the story supposed to go You find a girl then don’t you know She’s run off with some other man You’re all alone eating Pork & Beans in a can I’m just getting my job done best that I can Alone at least enjoying this cold feast On my own again Surprise surprise I’m back on my feet Bet you thought you’d see splayed out in the street Do what you want I really don’t care I ain’t gonna fight you my head’s not there Seems all we do is fast track these days Run like rats through a maze Makes me nervous ill at ease Our lives are ruled by technology I’m just getting my job done best that I can The dye is cast and I’m figuring to last An Irrational Man Music: M. Soulodre Lyrics: Frain Cory/ M. Soulodre

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released September 1, 2022

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Marcel SOULODRE /M SOUL Strasbourg, France

M.pour Marcel Soul pour Soulodre
Chanteur-musicien, guitare, piano. Auteur-compositeur, né à Winnipeg au Canada, petit fils de pionniers français et américains.
Bercé depuis sa tendre enfance par la musique traditionnelle jouée par ses parents, c'est sur le piano de sa grand-mère qu'il démarre la musique à l'âge de 6 ans.
Compositeur (plusieurs centaines de Chansons en Anglais et en Français)
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