Against the background of an almost "sunny" ballad, with not surprisingly African reminiscences, we pause on the ineluctable exclamation of "do not expect anything different"; that touch of pessimism that changes into the need to try not to evade - immediately and without too many frills - a reality in its total crudeness. The synthesis that is contemplated in my work is translated, for example, into passages like this one.

DON'T EXPECT ANYTHING DIFFERENT (Lyrics):

Sometimes you can distract yourself, 
then a banality reopens the wound.

Don't expect anything different.

Don't Expect Anything Different

I Hope He Never Lets Me Down Again

A piece with a strong need to bring up at least two themes: the ecological question, steeped in its dramas: the risks associated with the damage that humanity causes to a system of which it is a part; and the question of an increasingly widespread absence of a personal critical sense: hence the allusion to which the figure of the influencer is the background.

I PROMISE MYSELF (Lyrics):

I say to myself that
if we are able to save this planet
it would be good to review the school programs.
I say to myself that
It’s nice to see honesty
no longer as a simple and empty word

Before other lives are killed,
that others still be branded
and that I suffocate in plastic
something must be done!

She supports her model, he supports his model
And tell us to follow them now!

I promise myself that
I will not remain indifferent to certain crimes.
I promise myself that
my intelligence will no longer be offended.

I don't want to forget what happened!
Am I really choking on plastic?

She supports her model, he supports his model
And tell us to follow them now!

I Promise Myself

I gladly hand over this soundscape, to the idea that it can also be used as a soundtrack. Like the others on the album, it addresses a theme and maybe even more than one. “Sand, Foam and the Tramp” is also a quotation from those readings with a spiritual background, which I did especially as a boy, and in this case the poet / philosopher in question is the Lebanese Khalil Gibran. The piece collects a series of moods - I think quite evident in its evolution -, which want to paint a journey on the open sea: the protagonist is the people who emigrate.

Sand, Foam And The Tramp

“You took all of me. You shattered my dignity. I should stop looking like just a suffering clown. Is it true that a man refuses to be what he is (?) My breath, the horizon open  ”. 
The literary inspiration was born following the reading of "Herzog" by Saul Bellow (1964). I leave you all the opportunity to interpret.

SHALAM! (Lyrics):

Shalam! You took all of me
Shalam! You shattered my dignity ...
Shalam! I should stop looking like just a suffering clown
Shalam! It is true that a man refuses to be what he is (?)

Shalam! My breath, the horizon open ...

Shalam!

"The Absence of Words / Music for a Ballet" it unfolds through two macrostructures - hence the origin of the title; there is even a quote to David Lynch, a sort of sonorous cameo, which comes to the rescue of the physiognomy, broadly dreamlike and crepuscular, of the piece.

The Absence Of Words - Music For A Ballet

INDUSTRY DYNAMICS (Lyrics):
 
A cat has spotted a mouse, that hidden behind the waste bin, 
thinks it came into the world to escape…

Industry Dynamics

Here I am referring - through a piece that in the coda is deliberately transformed into a sort of telephone waiting music - to the importance of knowledge in general, and in particular, to the fact that one must always make use of a critical analysis: scrutinize "back and forth. over time ", and try to avoid those already made mistakes.

The Importance Of The Past In Our Present - Manual For Those With Time

The Loss of Faith is a song that refers to the theme of wars that still sees us (we humans) protagonists of brutal and inadmissible events. It is the loss of faith towards a humanity that is slow to learn the lesson: a humanity that is anchored in the craving for an illusory power, in an era in which the ideal of community is becoming less and less important.

THE LOSS OF FAITH (Lyrics):

The storm plays as the crow cries
I saw men go to war
and the deformities caused by them;
only inexorable absence of pity
 
But if someone really existed beyond this space...

The Loss of Faith

It Happened:

First movement - Lights Fade 
Second movement - Contemplation and Reflection
Third movement - Tears of Anger

It happens between dream and reality, between hope and discouragement that the lights fade. It happens to find ourselves reflecting on the many questions that lock us in a vise, while trying not to lose the measure of wonder. Even a tear from anger can sow a new flower.

It Happened (The Lights Fade. Contemplation And Reflection. Tears Of Anger)

Baïf is a musical project that blends electronic and acoustic sounds, characterized by essential lyrics prone to introspection.

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