Love the harmonics in the intro-very effective-delightful vocalz too

Such beautiful sounds. Balanced it all just right.

https://open.spotify.com/track/18CI7YFp6YtZc6M9I8kK9I?si=9dcaf34b8e1442d6
https://youtu.be/5iud6SQHHpE

Inspired by the movie "The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus".

The World in the Mirror

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Berry for Bears - The World in the Mirror

Greater Than Sunsets is a song written to express how much beauty is in our daughters as we watch them grow. This is my first in studio song and I really enjoyed working with Andy King on the arrangement. This song was played at my daughters wedding and and features Andy on vocals and keys.

Greater Than Sunsets

https://youtu.be/eH0Kaof0N4Y

Dedos de pan, es una extraña Rumba Flamenca Rock, cuya letra se inicia con un dicho popular, y luego desarrolla conceptos inspirados en el libro El Profeta de Khalil Gibrán, y en el estribillo repite dedos de pan, idea tomada de una fotografía en la que se observa a Pablo Picasso sentado a la mesa, con las manos colocadas de tal manera que sus dedos parecen ser panes puestos en la mesa. Todo eso fué inspiración para esta querida canción que compuse allá por el año 2003

Dedos de Pan

Una semilla es la sonrisa que crece en el corazón y florecen en los labios. Una semilla de tu sonrisa es lo que busco hoy, y germine en mis manos. Dedos de pan, para alimentar la libertad, y poder hallar alguna verdad que me ayude a seguir vivo. Dedos de pan, con aroma y sabor, para alimentar en el alma el color, que va a desatar la locura de mi sueño. Y en la mañana cuando despiertes, sabrás que el mundo sigue vivo y desea amarte. La tierra y el viento, anhelan tu cuerpo, desvestido el corazón se hace mas bello. Y una caricia, con fantasía, nos puede salvar del dolor y el sufrimiento. Una sonrisa de tu semilla es lo que quiero hoy y germine en mi cuerpo. Dedos de pan...

Bread Fingers

A seed is the smile that grows in the heart and blossoms on the lips. A seed of your smile is what I am looking for today, and it germinates in my hands. Fingers of bread, to feed freedom, and to find some truth that helps me stay alive. Fingers of bread, with aroma and flavor, to feed the color in the soul, which will unleash the madness of my dream. And in the morning when you wake up, you will know that the world is still alive and wants to love you. The earth and the wind yearn for your body, undressed the heart becomes more beautiful. And a caress, with fantasy, can save us from pain and suffering. A smile from your seed is what I want today and germinate in my body. Bread fingers...

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EL PROFETA

Piano Quintet No 1 - 1st Movement Brimming River (Virtual Pre-Premiere)

Was it hard to go
Was it hard to leave
Such a long walk home
So hard to find sleep

I know
Quite voilent at times always being alone

I know
fuck living this life that just left you alone

It was that crowd
And then there were you
All the time they were laughing
Not quite sure what to do

I know
Quite voilent at times always being alone

I know
fuck living this life that just left you alone

I know
I know
No idea what to say, but I know

Living  Alone

Living Alone

Acoustic
Americana
Blues
Blues Rock
Country
Folk
Indie Folk
Pop
Singer-Songwriter
Vocals

In Doubt

An evil eye,
taking you down from inside,
and a chance to find.
All promises pitch up and die.

The darkest days,
provide us an easy escape.
But, pain is safe,
it's better to stay in one place.

Save me if you must insist that I'm crazy.
Hesitating, im too lazy. 
to dig myself out of this hole.
Oh, show me a way through the doldrums,
then hold me, never again, to be lonely.
A spark still remains in my bones. 

As age increased, 
pictured in dramatic releif.
A statue that weeps,
with a wink and a turn of the cheek.

You carried on. 
In spite all the chords you got wrong.
For one final song.
No one is here for too long.

The main line.
The way through the forest at night time.
The secret that lasts a whole lifetime.
No darkness encroaching upon.
Let go of me.
Because everything can be just rosy.
The doldrums can be warm and cosy.
When you learn to be on your own. 

Alcohol. 
A saccharine plaster that falls,
off all too soon.
A madman that howls at the moon.
A beaten soul,
A pocket of nonsense to hold.
Like a shining stone,
All pathways that lead your to home.

Depression 
Perhaps this can be a good lesson,
to not notice what you've been missing,
to separate mind from the soul. 
You'll never get,
without at least getting your feet wet.
At least you're not quite bloody there yet.
You don't even know what is wrong. 


The Doldrums

Have you ever known this kind of cat, so sweet, so tender during the day and a monster at night who dismantles your whole house?

CATastrophy

CATastrophy - KRT Production

Bad Bart - COMBSTEAD / Robert Grigg

ALFONSO LLORENTE: LYRICS, VOCALS, ACOUSTIC GUITARS, ELECTRIC GUITAR , BASS & CELLO
TOBIAS GONZALEZ: PIANO

It´s never too late to fall in love

PARA TI (Alfonso Llorente)

Lullaby written for our baby girls.

Cover image by Taylor Kopel on Unsplash.

Wandering Dragons

Just another old one man band unsigned musician who sings and plays a little guitar, bass & drums and fools around on the piano; expert in writing songs that usually disappear with the wind, and in composing musical flops.  Folks say that I´m a composer, but I think they´re wrong: I just download the music I hear and feel in the atmosphere and give it back to the people. I don´t do a living from music; I ´m an attorney and horse breeder who gets noisy when I download the music I hear and feel.Thanks for checking out my page and listening the noise I´ve been doing for the past 50 and so years when I get musical.  I´m based in Bogotá, Colombia, and always open to do collabs.

PARA TI (Alfonso Llorente)

ALFONSO LLORENTE SARDI

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