I think for a minute that I know the music and then it changes to another that I think I know. beautiful changes. So well done

Such a beautiful composition, instrumentation, melodies and mood!

👏👏Beautifully done👏👏
Love this…❤️
So elegant & captivating & many layers of Art for my Ears
Beautifully Produced 💯
👏👏👏👏👏Bravo my friend👏👏👏👏👏

DISCOVERING THE DEEP

Here’s my latest song creation with piano, bass, drums, clarinet, synths and vocals! 
Mastered once again by my awesome bf Sander! Thank you. 😊🎶❤️❤️❤️ @wane-of-summer for more great music. 🎶😊

SOFT TOUCH

Vocal line, Vocals, Poetry Selection by Nadia Selvaggi
Guitar, Drums, Bass, Keyboards, Master Mix by Brian Butts @brian-butts-565934842
Lyrics taken from Percy Bysshe Shelley's The Masque of Anarchy, 1819

"The Masque of Anarchy (or The Mask of Anarchy) is a British political poem written in 1819 (see 1819 in poetry) by Percy Bysshe Shelley following the Peterloo Massacre of that year. In his call for freedom, it is perhaps the first modern statement of the principle of nonviolent resistance...
Shelley begins his poem, written on the occasion of the Peterloo Massacre, Manchester 1819, with the powerful images of the unjust forms of authority of his time, "God, and King, and Law" – and then imagines the stirrings of a radically new form of social action: "Let a great assembly be, of the fearless, of the free". The crowd at this gathering is met by armed soldiers, but the protesters do not raise an arm against their assailants..."
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Masque_of_Anarchy

Ye Are Many
Rise, like lions after slumber
In unvanquishable number!
Shake your chains to earth like dew
Which in sleep had fallen on you:
Ye are many—they are few!

What is Freedom? Ye can tell
That which Slavery is too well,
For its very name has grown
To an echo of your own

Ye who suffer woes untold,
Or to feel, or to behold
Your lost country bought and sold
With a price of blood and gold -

'Let a vast assembly be,
And with great solemnity
Declare with measured words that ye
Are, as God has made ye, free -
And if then the tyrants dare
Let them ride among you there
Slash, and stab, and maim, and hew, --
What they like, that let them do

With folded arms and steady eyes
And little fear, and less surprise,
Look upon them as they slay
Till their rage has died away

Rise like lions after slumber
In unvanquishable number
Ye are many -- they are few

Ye Are Many by Brian Butts & Nadia Selvaggi

been trying to upload a song for a while,  been locked out of my account as im now a bot, jimmy the robot..............hopefully it will get sorted.....this is another quickie, song number 18........cheers for having a listen and apologies for my lack of replies

Song18

Happy to present our 79th Collaboration here on SC,
Big Thanks for your great playing
https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx

Lunatics 79 Hörprobe/ Joerxworx & Ratzzz

Lunatics 79 Hörprobe 👂/ Joerxworx & Ratzzz

dark matter

'A Dùthaich Roinnte' (A Divided Nation) is a Jazz Fusion track and is a reminder to remain positive and steadfast in these particular times of division amongst nations and not least my own.

Lost Footprints In the Sands Of Time

A Dùthaich Roinnte

The stones of its watery tomb emerge, and its heartbeat recalls the echo of ancient stories.

This is the Guadalperal Dolmen, flooded by the waters of the reservoir, emerges in years of intense drought, reminding us how human beings ignore their history.

STONE ECHOES

The Illusion of Choice

We Can Be Beautiful Tonight

Medieval Fantasy
by FunFant / written and performed by Heikki Antero Niemela, Heikki Niemelä

The Bells Tolls At Dawn

Composed by: Chivicke 
Produced by: Chivicke HomeStudio Productions ©2022

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Natural elements combine and conspiracy turns to fact and the supposedly imposible element 115 that is apparently used to fuel anti-matter gravitional engines that bend space time as a form of propulsion within alien spaceship technology and no longer a S4 Area 51 goverment cover up or imposible as the element was discovered in 2003 by Russian scientist and i was lucky enough to know someone in Wigan with a retro fitted saucer and they let me have a go the other day over the woods near us in this lastest saucer technology adventure and no probes just a foot stomping electronic spaced out trance chase aliens round the universe and cosmic chemical smashing journey! Let your imagination run wild! Celebrate life! Peace

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Element 115

Photo by - Ke Jingwei
Video : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p06FVGMsmgI&feature=youtu.be

At Purple Peace

Video

On one of my many tramp tours a French lady named Elain once took me with her. During the trip from Paris to Strasbourg she told me her life story and that she had decided, after more and more agonizing depressions, to put an end to her life. She implored me to accompany her, which I strongly rejected at the time. Rather, I desperately tried to convince her to continue her life. When we said goodbye in Strasbourg, she promised me not to hurt herself. 

A good thirty years later, I do not know what happened to her. In this song, I give free rein to my vision of what it could have been like if I had granted her wish for assisted dying. - A highly controversial theme- . I only give here my passionate pladoyer for accompanied and dignified dying. 

Lyrics in English:

One last farewell kiss

Give you one last farewell kiss
Before I have to kill you now

You want to leave forever
There will be no reunion

You have once again put on your ball gown
Your hair - well groomed
The silver necklace around the neck
Like on a last courtship display 

Your eyes sad-beautiful
Your lips soft-red soft-quiet supplication

You draw me close to you
You take my hand
You lead me almost floating
In your chapel to die 
Chrysanthemum covered

A carafe houses the drink 
The poison dipped in champagne
You lie down on your bedchamber
Longing for the dark after

I'll trickle you in the afterlife juice
Your breath stops being here
Your heartbeat's gonna stop

Before your soul blows away
You give me one last farewell kiss

Don't suffer, my love, I'm well.
Don't lament, my love, I'm liberated.
Live on for you and for me
In deep gratitude
Your Elain

Deutsch-Französicher Originaltext:

Noch einen letzten Abschiedskuß

Geb` Dir noch einen letzten Abschiedskuß
Bevor ich Dich jetzt töten muß

Du willst für immer gehen
Es gibt kein wiedersehen

Hast Dir noch einmal Dein Ballkleid angelegt
Dein Haar – glanzvoll gepflegt
Die Silberkette um den Hals
Wie auf einer letzten Balz 

Deine Augen traurig-schön
Deine Lippen zartrotes sanft-leises Flehen

Ziehst mich zu Dir nah heran
Nimmst meine Hand
Führst mich fast schwebend
In Deine Kapelle zum Sterben 
Mit Chrysanthemen belegt

Eine Karaffe beherbergt den Trunk 
Das Gift in Champagner getunkt
Du legst Dich auf Dein Schlafgemach
Sehnst Dich nach dem dunklen Danach

Ich träufel` Dir den Jenseits-Saft ein
Dein Atem hört auf, hier zu sein
Dein Herzschlag bleibt irgendwann stehn`

Bevor Deine Seele verweht
Schenkst Du mir noch einen letzten Abschiedskuß

Ne souffre pas, mon amour, je vais bien
Ne te plains pas, mon amour, je suis libéré
Vivez pour toi et pour moi
En profonde gratitude
Ton Elain

Noch einen letzten Abschiedskuß (One Last Farewll Kiss)

Noch Einen Letzten Abschiedskuss (One Last Farewell Kiss) (Engl. Lyrics in the Intro)

Five steps (each one with two parts) progressing along 3 minutes thru different styles: rock, psycho, pop, hard..., and finally back to the psychopoppy ones.

Letra / Lyrics:

No siempre he estado aquí (soy imperfecto) / I have not always been here (I am imperfect)

Cuando tengo frío, o tengo calor, / When I feel cold, or I feel hot,
cuando tropiezo, me quemo, o siento dolor… / when I stumble, I burn myself, or feel pain …

y  empiezo a pensar que no siempre he estado aquí, / and I start to think that I have not always been here,
y que todo en este mundo es ajeno a mí. / and that everything in this world is alien to me.

Pienso que este cuerpo / I think that this body
que me sirve para moverme / I use to move myself
no es todo lo perfecto que debiera. / is not as perfect as it had to.

Me siento extraño / I feel strange
donde tendría que estar a gusto, / where I should to be comfortable,
y me reconforto / and I feel better
cuando me relaciono bien con el mundo. / when I relate well to the world.

Empiezo a pensar en el tránsito; / I start to think about the passage;
que no siempre he estado ni estaré aquí; / that I have not always been nor will be here;
que mi vida es un entretenimiento / about my life being an entertainment
en el viaje a otro sitio. / along the trip to another place.

Y descubro lo profundo / And I discover the deepness
entre tanta superficialidad, / among so much superficialness,
si la meta de todo lo que hago / if the goal of everything I do
es comer y respirar, / is to eat and breathe,
¿qué clase de razón tengo en la cabeza? / what kind of reason do I have in my head?
¿qué soy yo dentro de este juego? / what am I within this game?

 descubro lo profundo / And I discover the deepness
entre tanta superficialidad, / among so much superficialness,
y me pongo a pensar, / and I start thinking,
y empiezo a pensar… / and I start to think …

y  empiezo a pensar que no siempre he estado aquí, / and I start to think that I have not always been here,
y que todo en este mundo es ajeno a mí. / and that everything in this world is alien to me.

Pienso que este cuerpo / I think that this body
que me sirve para moverme / I use to move myself
no es todo lo perfecto que debiera. / is not as perfect as it had to.

©1995 E-RUIZZO – ®2013 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;)

Image: "Rocky sprout", photo by Ruizzoidman

No siempre he estado aquí (Soy imperfecto)

I started with music in the 60s. I was part of several bands.
While my blood boiled to the rhythm of the best Rock & Roll, a tsunami called The Beatles came from Liverpool. That tide lasted twenty years during which the best musicians of the 20th century appeared.
I was there !!!
In the mid-seventies I completely abandoned music. I didn't play a single note for the next fifty years. And now, a little older, I play music in my studio again with more enthusiasm than ever. I think I never should have left it... It gives me life.....
Thank you all, friends, for taking part of your precious time to listen to my humble noises...

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

Pianissimo

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