FATEFUL UMBRELLA FOR A SUMMER WEEKEND

Song written by Bryan Ciliberto

Joseph and Anna Houck - backing vocals
all other instruments played by me

Don’t You Know You’re Killing Yourself?

Don’t you know you’re killing yourself
We have it all in writing
look around there’s nobody else
but that’s what’s exciting

What good has free will got you
Coffee or tea?
Don’t you know you’re killing yourself
How else could it be?

Can’t you see you’ve done this before
with no variation
Caught in a call you just can’t ignore
the same old situations 

You always catch me walking alone
or my identical twin
Can’t you see we’ve done this before
I know we’ll do it again

You’re so high, you feel dizzy
like a prehistoric bird
perched on a cliffs edge
sublime but absurd

Can’t you see you’re killing yourself
it’s written in the stars
you remind me of Nellie Bly 
or Belshazzar
 
I’m not here to tell you something
you don’t already know
Can’t you see you’re killing yourself
so it goes, so it goes

Don't You Know (You're Killing Yourself)

Behind Dark Mirrors

I'm very glad to share this great piece, came through an intense step by step collaboration with Jowwwafi. It started by fitting one of my old poems to some chords he sent to me, then... well you'll get the best description by listening to it 5 or 6 times ;)
Feel free to check our previous collab https://soundcloud.com/jowwwafi/nowhere, and his whole cloud @Jowwwafi.

Letras / Lyrics

Escucho tu risa  /  I listen your laugh
y oigo tus pasos, espero.  /  and hear your steps, I wait.
Te miro, y al ver tu sonrisa,  /  I look at you, and seeing your smile,
no dudo, te quiero.  /  I don’t doubt, I love you.

La suave fragancia en tu cuerpo jovial,  /  The soft fragrance in your cheerful body,
llegó el amor, tu perfume me excita,  /  love came, your scent excites me,
tu cálido aroma, es primaveral,  /  your hot aroma, is from springtime,
y versos de amor sobre tí me recita.  /  and verses of love about you it recites me.

Tu risa sincera,  /  Your laugh is honest,
tu risa, hermosa,  /  your laugh, beautiful,
tus labios, preciosa,  /  your lips, precious,
hacen que te quiera;  /  they make me to love you;
si bien yo quisiera  /  Though I wanted
con ellos hacer otra cosa:  /  with them to do another thing:

¡Ay si yo pudiera  /  Ay if I could
besar, tan siquiera,  /  kiss, at least,
tan maravillosa,  /  so wonderful,
tu boca,  /  your mouth,
color de la rosa!  /  color of the rose!

©2014 JOWWWAFI & E-RUIZZO – ®2014 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;P

Tu boca, color de la rosa (with Jowwwafi)

making unique music. There are no rules in music
I am not a great musician, I want to be a unique musical genius

Life is like a crooked snowball: it will surely melt, fall apart.. but then reassemble into a bizarre shape

Little Crooked Sketch

This is a variation of a sort on a musical fragment which appears in the theme  music for the TV series 'All Creatures great and Small' and also in  the first movement of my Tripartite Fantasy and is  constructed as a free flowing set of improvisations on a simple basic idea This simple idea is treated in a linear polyphonic way resulting in a texture which moves between consonant and dissonant harmony ending on a C major chord.
N.B. A similar musical idea treated in a much different way also appears in the first movenent of my Tripartite Faantasy posted here: https://soundcloud.com/julian-cafarella/allegro-vivace-for-chamber-orchestra
This version was mastered by John Cafarella

Dr M : Sort of a TV Theme (Revised 17 March 2023)

Video : https://youtu.be/3tFfDkeA5XU?si=78bnsgr2YBKmRDMB
Texte ci-dessous : #Indierock #barock #autobiographic #guitare #violoncelle #classical #rock #very #personnel
This song tells my story in a very ironic way in this part. Ici je mélange mes propres expériences avec celles de beaucoup d’amis « tombés sur le front : le rock 🎸 » 😝 
Ou parce que rien ne s’est passé comme ils ou on  le rêvaient…!?.😤
Mais qui peut se vanter d’avoir bien fait, 
ou simplement avoir réussi ? 
Réussi quoi d'ailleurs ?

Les MôMes N’Aiment Pas La Lose 
 texte/music/arrangements /production Benjamin Laplace 

Enfant, j’avais des galets plein les poches, 
des ricochets Galápagos 
que je lançais 
dans le vent. 
j ‘était 
Guitare et Mozart 
voyou ou Balthazar
Mais clochard je le serais 
Jamais
Les étoiles sont des notes 
que je cueille avec des  mots, 
sur ma guitares 
Les propulser la haut !

Devenus grands on se cache 
avec d’la bière au fond des poches 
et des secrets assez moches, 
pour oublier qu’nos rêves de gosses, 
c’est Bof, moche . 

Devenus grands on se cache 
avec d’la came au fond des poches, 
des vieux secrets assez moches, 
qui raconteraient 
Pourquoi, comment 
ça l’a pas fait…..

Les momes n’aimes pas la lose !!

Enfant, j’avais des galets plein les poches, 
des ricochets Galápagos 
que je lançais 
dans le vent 

j’ ai rencontré mes vrais potes, 
On a chopé un virus du Rock
Qui ne nous quitterait , 
jamais, 
même si nos idoles tombaient 
Nous à cette dope on y toucherait 
non non non 
jamais 
Jamais….jamais…….

devenus on se cache, 
la honte au fond des poches 
Aux enterrements de nos proches
Ou à l’asile 
où il rumine 
Sur le passé….

Devenus grands j’ai eu d’la chance, 
que ma guitare soit un planche
de salut que je sombrais, 
j’ai continué 
J’ai  composé 
J’ai même chanté ! 

Les momes n’aimes pas la lose !!
Les momes n’aimes pas !
Les momes n’aimes pas la lose !! 
Les momes n’aimes pas !

Les momes n’aimes pas la lose !!
Les MôMes N’aiment Pas La Lose

"Les MôMes N'Aiment Pas la Lose" (Radio edit)Benjamin Feat Frédéric Audibert, Album "L'Homme Bleu...

Lyrics
Monday was  a cold and raining
Tuesday never stopped it’s complaining
and Wednesday stuck around damn near longer than any day should
Thursday was a throbbing tooth ache
And even Friday didn’t give us a real break
Come quitting time I am gonna lay my hammer down 
(Chorus)
We earned this weekend baby
We earned this weekend baby
We earned this weekend
Ain’t nothing getting in our way

Friday night we’ll step out looking so great
Saturday sleep in don’t care how late
Cause little extra rest shouldn’t be some kind of guilty luxury
(Repeat Chorus)
All day Sunday we’ll cater to our best selves 
Dust off the dreams we keep   up on the back shelf
And remember the things we really love to do
(Repeat Chorus)
Cause Monday’s waiting for us anyway
Let’s live free for a couple days
If anyone deserves it, honey, it’s you and me
(Repeat Chorus)

We Earned This Weekend

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Giggling Umbrellas

umbrella

Well, this is a quirky downtempo kind of thing!
Keep safe out there  .....things are still Crazy!

Many thanks for all of your kind shares and reposts!!!!

ps I know about the distortion on the keys :-(

FATE  (Two Faced )

Ibiza End Summer Party

© 2023 Pantomime Riot

I could do this every day 
Casting every cloud away 
Darling I would love to stay 
See what happens when we play 
I will come through every time 
At the drop of any dime 
The miracle that you are mine 
Keeping kindreds feeling fine

STAY

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