588th 2HourTrackSundays Event (2HTS588)
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The participants have two hours to make a song and additional 15 minutes are granted for mastering and uploading. The chat happens on Discord. See the attachment for this week's theme video!
Entries (12)
The whole song is in french, translation below for those interested
(Couplet 1)
Sur le sable doux de la plage,
Mes pas s'enfoncent, léger voyage.
L'onde les efface, sans un bruit,
Empreintes d'un jour, d'une nuit.
(Refrain)
Empreintes, traces du passé,
Dans nos cœurs, elles sont gravées.
Chaque pas, une histoire à conter,
Un chemin que l'on veut tracer.
(Couplet 2)
Dans la neige fraîche du matin,
Mes bottes laissent un doux chemin.
Le vent les couvre, les fait disparaître,
Mais le souvenir continue de naître.
(Refrain)
(Couplet 3)
Dans nos vies, les marques qu'on laisse,
Des gestes doux, des tendresses.
Des souvenirs qui ne s'effacent pas,
Des empreintes qu'on suivra.
(Refrain x2)
**** translation ***
(Verse 1)
On the soft sand of the shore,
My steps sink, a light journey.
The wave erases them, without a sound,
Footprints of a day, of a night.
(Chorus)
Footprints, traces of the past,
In our hearts, they are engraved.
Every step, a story to tell,
A path that we want to trace.
(Verse 2)
In the fresh snow of the morning,
My boots leave a gentle path.
The wind covers them, makes them disappear,
But the memory continues to be born.
(Chorus)
(Verse 3)
In our lives, the marks we leave,
Of gentle gestures, of tenderness.
Memories that don't fade away,
Footprints we'll follow.
(Chorus x2)
One Bit is Enough (at least to make 1-bit music)
A fleeting spark in the mess I’ve made
No echo lingers, no proof I’m here
Just a hum of static atmosphere
I’m chasing steps that the tide’s gonna steal
Every mark I make don’t feel real
Shadows blur where the moonlight bends
I'm tracing ghosts of where I’ve been
Fading traces, lost in the glow
Carving my name where the cold winds blow
Every step’s a scream, but it don’t make a sound
I’m just a footprint sinking in the ground
Broken screens and a neon haze
I’m caught in loops of my yesterdays
The stars don’t care if I’m whole or torn
They burn the same as the day I was born
Fading traces, lost in the glow
Carving my name where the cold winds blow
Every step’s a scream, but it don’t make a sound
I’m just a footprint sinking in the ground
Standing in the footprints of giants
they say they sent me here for science
now I'm looking around
for a big foot coming down
As I track this mother for my clients
(I should have got more money from my clients)
I'm late!!!!
This is a Jungle number with a bunch of ambient samples, thick sub basses, and a sort od 303 like synth passage in the middle, playing a kind of progression. Whole thing was made in 40 minutes, as i had little time. I like the results, definately more on the copy and paste side, but it works i guess. Enjoy!
Looked up a bunch of footprint samples and put them together enjoy trippy vibes
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