Beautiful instrumentation, lovely music and message!

Uplifting and motivating, and I love the cool pay touches along with the groovy beat and flow driving it along

I really like your musical backing and vocal0great track

what a magnificent sensitivity for woodwinds!!! brilliant piece and music!!!

SYSTEM GLITCH IN FEATHERED DINOSAUR ZONE

■概要(Overview)
熱すぎて溶けてしまうくらいの情熱を持てたらいいね。
PrivateからPublicへ熱心に大名行列する。
I wish I could be so passionate that I would melt.
An enthusiastic procession of feudal lords from private to public.

■video
https://youtu.be/pdM0huA1zaE
※あまり動かないですわ

「溶けるくらいに」Let's get passionate

溶けてしまうくらいに
打ち込めるものがあれば
それだけでいいわ

十二時を過ぎたころに
アタマにあふれる「I hate you.」
傷つけあうのはもうやめて
心を解放したならば今

幾重にも重なる
合わせ鏡の迷路
本物は自分だけ
燃えるように　溶けてる


好きなものをいくつか
そばに置いておけたなら
それだけでいいわ

人づての言葉信じ
正義の仮面で「I hate you.」
傷つけあうのはもうやめて
好きなものだけそばに置いていて

幾重にも重なる
合わせ鏡の迷路
映し出されたものは
燃えているか　溶けているか

■Lyrics
If there is something I can devote myself to so much that it melts, that's enough.

After midnight, the words "I hate you" flood my head.
Stop hurting each other. If you free your heart, now.

Labyrinth of mirrors overlapping one after another. The only real thing is yourself.
Melting like it's burning.

If I could just keep a few of the things I like close by, that's enough.

People who believe the words of others who don't know the truth and say "I hate you" under the mask of justice.
Stop hurting each other. Keep only the things you like close by.

Labyrinth of mirrors overlapping one after another. Is the reflected thing burning or melting?

Ignite your passion(溶けるくらいに)

Link to video where I tell the story behind the song : https://youtu.be/cilXaNM0IoI?si=IbBwc2wlxYTwoADH 


In Catholic school, whenever I misbehaved, the nuns used to pull my hair.
If I could go back in time and do it all again, I’d gab some clippers and shave my head bare.
I did eight years of hard time in Catholic school
I was never the kid who was considered cool
Eight straight years of Catholic School and somehow, I survived
Eight straight years of Catholic School.  Thank God I’m still alive  
My first-grade teacher was a nun, who if you’re penmanship was sloppy
She’d make you take all your books and stand there holding them in the back of the room.
She was like a witch except instead of a pointy hat she wore a habit
She carried a crucifix instead of broom.
I did eight years of hard time in Catholic School
I was never the kid who was considered cool
The cafeteria food tasted horrible, but I had to eat it
I had to wash it down with milk that was warm and sour
I’d try to fold my plate in half and throw it away, but the nuns would catch me and make me eat it
It’s like they had this secret food wasting detection superpower
Every year your birthday, it was customary for the kids in the recess yard,
To grab you and kick you and punch you for every year of your age.
I still have flashbacks of a girl with pointy hard black shoes kicking me really hard in my rib cage.
My fifth-grade teacher Sister Margaret she’d been teaching for way too long
It was time for her to retire but they let her teach another year and that was wrong
She had long grey whiskers growing out of her chin
She’d sit at her desk and trim them with of scissors and you sure as hell better not grin
She’d tell cautionary tales about innocent kids who got into cars strangers
She seemed to enjoy describing all the bloody graphic details of the danger.
I did eight years of hard time in Catholic school
I was never the kid who was considered cool
Eight straight years of Catholic School and somehow, I survived
Eight straight years of Catholic School.  Thank God I’m still alive

Catholic School

We are pleased to present track 8, the final track, from our latest album, 'Haunting One Seven,' full album available on Bandcamp, we hope you’ll enjoy!

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Waiting For Someone

Vocals and lyrics by Special Cecilia
https://soundcloud.com/specialceciliacappellas

Music, production and art by Cosmic Keanu (not AI)

“And a step backward, after making a wrong turn, is a step in the right direction.”
― Kurt Vonnegut, Player Piano

Sweet Escape or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the AI (Feat. Special Cecilia)

Felix is Sleeping

BringIng Back this Song made 10 years ago. Hope You Feel it ... You can Download it for Free :)
Lyrics Singing/ Music Mix Demo/Video Clip Mix  by Special Cecilia
Video on Youtube : https://youtu.be/msOF7Y6pEBk?si=2Gq2-KMYOsjiot5C

WE CAN BE GREATER ...

Strangers

Sundown

Additional vcls B.Browning

SOMEONE SAID
DON’T GO MISTAKING PARADISE WITH A HOME ACROSS THE ROAD AND I SAY
DON’T GO MISTAKING WICKED.COM WITH WICKEDMOVIE.COM OH NO
IT MIGHT LEAD YOU INTO A MATTEL GLITCH SOMETHING YOU DON’T REALLY WISH EVEN IF YOU’RE OVER 21
BREAK A LEG DON’T BREAK AN ARM SKIING IN THE TELLURIDE
ET CAETERA MAN AUX ARMES SOUVIENS-TOI, BONNIE AND CLYDE
BEING OVER SEVENTY ONE
I THOUGHT I MIGHT CLICK ON THE LINK COULD I BELIEVE I SAW ? OH NO
OVER 6000 WICKED SCENES
HOW CAN THEY ALL FIT IN ONE SCREEN? OBSCENE MAN OBSCENE
I’D RATHER HAVE THE LAND OF OZ A TALKING GOAT WITH A POINTED HAT A FEMALE CHILD GLINDA THE GOOD ELPHABA GALINDA TIT FOR TAT
SANS COMPTER MADAME MORRIBLE WHAT IS LIFE BUT A SILLY RIDDLE ENFIN BREF
AU FESTIVAL DE TELLURIDE
OU QUE TU SOIS OU MÊME AILLEURS MES MEILLEURS VŒUX DES INVALIDES DE MÉNILMUCHE, DU SACRÉ CŒUR
OUI CAR TOUT ÇA C’EST D’LA BROUTILLE L’IMPORTANT MAN, C’EST LA FAMILLE PAS VRAI ?
REMY MAGALI REBECCA REBECCA REMY MAGALI AND PHYLLIS OF COURSE
HERE’S TO THE SOCCER PLAYERS BON ANNIV BON ANNIV EMMANUEL

MATTEL GLITCH (Lyrics) Song for Emmanuel

The Feathered Crown is a card of pride, loss, and the aftermath of hubris. It draws upon two rich veins of folklore — the Appalachian belief in a feathered crown found beneath a dying person’s pillow, and the ancient myth of the Sirens and the Muses. Together, these stories form a layered symbol of reckoning, the echoes of lost glory, and the burdens of victory.

In Appalachian tradition, discovering a tightly woven feathered crown in a pillow was often seen as a sign that the soul of the deceased had passed to heaven, a mysterious mark of spiritual judgment. In mythology, after the Muses defeated the Sirens in a singing contest, the Sirens were stripped of their wings as punishment for their arrogance. The Muses, triumphant, wove the plucked feathers into radiant crowns — symbols of their victory but also of the destruction they wrought.

This card stands at the intersection of triumph and regret. It speaks of victories that come at a cost, the spoils of conquest weighed down by lingering guilt or sorrow. The Feathered Crown reminds us that success without humility invites ruin. It asks whether our pursuits of recognition or superiority are worth the burdens we carry in their wake.

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Drums, Percussion, Keyboards: Ron Thomas
Guitars, Bass, Banjo, Lyre, Vocals, Midi: PS Perkins

Mixed and mastered by Mystic Tape Deck
Dedicated to Josephine of the Mouse Folk

LYRICS
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I saw your feathered crown, the one you keep under your pillow
Did you think that you could hide it from me?
As you don your supple plumage, tell me did you win it truly
From the fairest maidens of Persephone?
Are your songs of grief and woe, are they songs of deep regret?
With feathers plucked from silvery Sirens wings?
Or from the tails of rainbow ravens perching just outside your window
Waiting for the passing ships to hear them sing
Waiting for the passing ships to hear you sing

Dashed upon the rotten rocks of harpy limbed nightingales
Where tides resound with death inducing cries
As the sailors climb and clamor for a seat upon the razor
And a melody to cling to as they die
Rejoicing in the arts of their inglorious ease,
Freely frolic where the churning waters flow
Diving from the clifftops, splashing down into the seas below
Charming in both poetry and prose
Alluring in both poetry and prose

Whosoever dare to wear the feathers in their hair
Like the parrot and the magpie in a cage
That we may divert our stare from the circling of the bear
While standing proud upon the heavens final stage
When the starry sisters nine, with their bellies full of wine
Have bested you at your own foolish games
And the ships all passing by which now leave you there to die
Having never even known your given names
Having never even known your real names

I saw your feathered crown, the one you keep under your pillow
Did you think that you could hide it from me?
Oh, Josephine, you should have known better.

The Feathered Crown

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This a companion track to "Stay the F--k Out of Ukraine" uploaded in 2022) Let's not become desensitized to all the destruction and human loss at the hands of the Russian Invasion of Ukraine. Over 3 years of sustained violence with some of the heaviest drone and missile attacks being being  this week with attacks on civilian centres - Apartment Buildings, Neighbourhood playgrounds, Schools, Hospitals, Transportation centres/routes, Power generation . Wanton destruction. Mass graves. ICC, where are you?  Slava Ukraini. Putin could end it all as easily as he started this, faster than Trump claimed he could end it. LEAVE! and pay for all the damage in property and human lives wasted needlessly. Time for the Dinosaur of the old USSR  to go.

Lyrics:

Dinosaur 

Сволочь (You B******d)
Stop your shooting…Mr Putin…stop your shooting…( now!)
I bet you were a lonely child
Pulling legs and wings off flies
You cannot hide the dead behind your eyes
I bet you got no love from Mummy
Never even loved a woman
What you gunna get you will deserve
With malice towards none and charity for all  (Lincoln)
But you got malice towards all and charity for none
Stand your citizens in a line
They believe your every lie
“Tactical manoeuvres?” …my ass!
You wanna shell every woman and child
Then you threaten to vaporise
Leave them just shadows on the wall
You’re a dinosaur (x6)         …you should be extinct
You’re just a school-yard bully
Out of state and out of Country
And if we say the word “war”…ya gunna slap us all in chains
Stop your shooting…Mr Putin…stop you’re shooting now! (x4)
прекрати стрелять  (stop your shooting) 

Wigmore: Music and Production, additional vocals
Allen : Lyrics, Guitars, Bass. Vocals:

Wigmore Allen Gibbons - Dinosaur (Stop Your Shootin Mr Putin)

Songwriters : Richard Carpenter & John Bettis \ ISWC : T-070.161.059-4
Released : March 14th 1975
Publishers : Almo Music Corporation \ Universal Music
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The Carpenters are the Favourite band of all my celebrities.

Their songs have been a part of my childhood, my teenage years and even
now. Especially Karen's voice.
She had a fairly deep, medium-range voice, warm and colorful,
with an exceptional tone.
She was not only a singer, but also a very talented drummer.
Her brother Richard also has an extraordinary voice and does a lot of
backing vocals.

Their two voices alone amply cover the harmony of their tracks.
They're Unique.
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I love this song; it's well-paced, as well as the bass and especially the drums.
For me, this song is very hard to sing, 
because the key starts off very low and rises quite high,
and the tempo also increases.

Honestly, I struggled to keep up with the rhythm in both choruses.
As I was saying, my voice isn't what it was 20-30 years ago. 🙂
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Arrangement (Yamaha PSR SX900) : Phong
Vocal : Anh
Recorded : May 31st 2025
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Only Yesterday - Cover (Carpenters)

Inspired by Middle Eastern musical type, I tried to combine it with the New Age genre.
Hope you Enjoy :)

mix & mastering by @amin-pishehvar

original release 2018, SIAMAK

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Mirage

Having to destroy yourself in order to begin again.
From the album: "Curiosities Of Outsider Art" (Sept 2025)

Bandung, sea of flames
In 1946, the people of Bandung Indonesia
They had risen up against their British oppressors
Realizing that their army was weaker
And much less powerful
They decided to abandon the city
They adopted a scorched earth policy as they left the city
Burning the city to the ground
And one day start again...

Bandung, sea of flames

Bandung, Sea Of Flames

Songster version was a little ‘copla’ about not being able to be with, nor without, a loved person.  As usual, I’ve ‘upgraded’ it, process from which you only get the final result, normally. 

But, following lyrics’ contradictions, I not only serve parts with different levels of (dis)order in heavy rock - flamenco sauce, but raw vs very cooked parts as well, starting with the improvised phone recording of the very first idea I had to develop the song, so please excuse my failures and noises.

Letra  /  Translated lyrics:

Te veo venir (No te vuelvas a ir)  /  I know where you're coming from (Don’t you leave again)

Te veo venir,                                                 /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes con esa carita de pena,        /  when you come with that sweet sad face,
te veo venir,                                                  /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes llorando sin que te duela,     /  when you come crying without any pain,

te veo venir (x3)                                            /  I know where you're coming from, (x3)

Te veo venir,                                                 /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando dices que quieres hablar conmigo,  /  when you say that you want to talk to me,
te veo venir,                                                  /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando quieres estar al lado mío,                /  when you want to be by my side,

te veo venir (x3)                                           /  I know where you're coming from, (x3)

Te veo venir,                                                 /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes con esa carita de pilla,          /  when you come with that sweet sly face,
te veo venir,                                                  /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes con esa sonrisa, chiquilla,    /  when you come with that smile, little girl,

te veo venir (x3)                                            /  I know where you're coming from, (x3)

ER33FI03 RUIZZO©1996 – FRANCÉS RECORDS®2016


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Te veo venir (No te vuelvas a ir)

Here is a new page with vocals for collabs. 
I open it as i wasn't able to upload  more tracks on my others SC profiles.

(Don't follow me here, best on my main page ;)

WE CAN BE GREATER ...

Cecilia Special

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