The title is from the novel The Man Who Fell to Earth by Walter Tevis (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Man_Who_Fell_to_Earth_(novel))

Walter Tevis is a great writer (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Walter_Tevis)

Pic - based on Icarus by Henri Matisse (https://www.matissepaintings.org/icarus/)

Published on SC 11 February 2023

ESO7 WIP

1975: Rumplestiltskin

Music composed to accompany a video showing >100 photographs of the same view taken over the course of a year.  Third in the series.
For video, see https://youtu.be/tEuRxZBihBU

Walk Through a Pandemic #3

Otherside

I saw you one day drinking coffee and 
penciling words on a page
Thought maybe she’s writing the passages 
or acting them out on a stage
Its clear from your efforts and focus, you’re
sworn to the oaths of your art
Since you’ve been sharing your pain with me
Its torn me apart

Joan
Cold like a stone
Why did you leave?
Where did you go?
Joan
You left me alone
The lies that you weave
I wish I had known

You told me the roots of your storyline
Had me perched on the edge of my seat
I said you could stay on my sofa 
Just till you got on the soles of your feet
I fell for your naive anthology
I got lost in the pink of your hair
and woke in the fog of the morning 
when your things weren’t there

Joan
Cold like a stone
Why did you leave?
Where did you go?
Joan
You left me alone
The lies that you weave
I wish I had known

Ghosted

Huge Thanks to the https://soundcloud.com/thegats . Please check him out

Mistakes And All - The Brass REDUX By TheGat(s)

These people are driving me nuts.

What is it with these people?

These people who are so desperate to be seen to be heard, and be seen to be part of the herd, that they stand up and say something.

They then apologise for having said it, when, out of a global population of 8bn, someone, like, maybe, I dunno, Quentin from Bishop's Itchington who breeds rare goats, and has an embarrassing skin problem and no friends declares himself offended by the “something” and because his goats look sad and a bit grubby and have floppy ears, twenty other people out of the 8bn declare themselves to be offended too.

Cue apology and retraction.

“These people” have no use or value in society and need to be removed from the gene pool immediately by the empowerment of balanced observers such as me.

For crying out loud.

(The artist wishes to make no apology whatsoever either for the bum notes in this live recording or the loss of his voice.  That's just how it is).

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Sorry

I’m sorry for whatever I just said,
I’ll now expound the opposite instead.
While what I said is simple fact sure as I’m standing here,
Twitter’s going nuts and that truth will cost me dear.
So I’ll lie right through my teeth, a heinous sin,
To keep them fat endorsement happy dollars rolling in.
Tell everyone what I don’t think, platitudes never cause a stink,
So I’ll bleat them liberal sheep’s opinions.

Now if a non-PC view slips between the cracks,
I’ll get my PR guys to hastily redact.
Get awareness training, counselling claim PTSD,
Identify as sumpin’ else, blame genetic deficiency.
I got pre-recorded “sorrys” for any trans…(gression) day,
I save apologetic time by having “sorrys” stashed away.
Use any heap of steaming crap to retract my previous monologue tract,
The plain and honest truth ain’t never going to pay.

Oh I’m sorry for what I’ve said and what I’ve not
For all the stuff I did and what I didn’t  
I must apologise for my stream of serial lies
For telling it how it is…… then how it isn’t.

Ah thank you - let me answer that by saying “sorry” first,
In case I make an un-woke inappropriate outburst.
Wouldn’t do to confuse you with something that I really thought,
Social media ripples leave my income stream distraught.
So let me for the record unequivocally state my views,
I think you’ll understand if you put you into my shoes.
Well maybe yea and maybe no, couldn’t say, it might be so,
I hope that does and doesn’t make front page news.

Oh I’m sorry for what I’ve said and what I’ve not
For all the stuff I did and what I didn’t  
I must apologise for my stream of serial lies
For telling it how it is…… then how it isn’t.

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Photo by mark tulin on Unsplash

Sorry

Mercury Rising

Here is my isolated guitar solo track with full orchestra for my title track "The Wheel."
The Wheel is a concept song spanning over 20 minutes long, which I wrote in 2017/2018 and recorded in 2019. I uploaded it to my SoundCloud back in early 2020. Here are the last 4 minutes of the song. The song itself is a finale to an album idea that I had, and this guitar solo acts as the grand finale movement. The Wheel was written, recorded and arranged by Louis Taverna
All instruments, including orchestrations were recorded and arranged by Louis Taverna
All rights reserved ©

The Wheel - Guitar Suite Finale

bruno mars | just the way you are

Poem No.9 'Carnavale in F#'

Butterfly Fantasy - Variation for Violin and Piano was composed by IRMINSUL and performed by him on piano with Victoria Kaye on violin. Originally the IV movement of Irminsul's first String Quartet, it was premiered by LA Symphony's first section violinist Nelya Kovalev in 2021.

Mercury Rising

Anthony