A tune that I hope will canter into your ears and rides off with your imagination for a minute or two!

The Knight Errant

This Picture is about 6' square and sits over the mantel of a friends fireplace.  So moving, I had to put it to music. . . 

The original was done by James McLaughlin and is called "The Bow". So still an image that is so moving to observe.

The Bow -  Painting, James McLaughlin Way &  Music, Christian McIntosh

Recorded for the umpteenth and last time on 12 June 2024 in Milan, with Lorenzo Di Biasi (https://www.sartoria57studio.it/).
Previous draft here: https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/timelines
Picture is from Pietro Corrao.

P.S. Now there is also a song, written on this music by CAB (Bruno Cadillon; here: https://soundcloud.com/bruno-cadillon-847608847/comment-fais-tu-ca-michele-ansanicab and here: https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/comment-fais-tu-pierre

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Composed by Michele Ansani (2022).
Posted on SoundCloud: 2024, June 13.

Timelines

The chance to make music with Debra is always so rewarding, and this wonderful tune composed by @debra_buesking was no exception!  For some reason this music made me remember laying in a field as a kid, and staring up at a lark high above me, singing its song in a big blue sky.

Piano: Debra Buesking
Low Whistle: Philleann

Produced and Mixed by Philip Dale

The Lark above the Meadow

The Lark Above The Meadow (Debra Buesking & Philleann)

A soft, ethereal piano and strings composition, drifting between stillness and sound. Gentle yet expressive, this piece invites a moment of quiet reflection.

Drifting through Silence

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Verse 1: 
I used to think that we belonged
The kinda love that takes it all
This heartbreak fever - i must be strong

Prechorus:
It takes a hold until you make the fall
It takes a hold and make you fall apart

Chorus: 
I'm caught in an illusion
I'm caught in the illusion to confusion
I'm caught in an illusion

Verse 2:
You make me feel so wild and free
undeniable chemistry
My sweet dillusion - i can't move on

Prechorus:
It takes a hold until you make the fall
It takes a hold and makes you fall apart

Chorus: 
I'm caught in an illusion
I'm caught in the illusion to confusion

I'm caught in an illusion
I'm caught in the illusion to confusion


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Cover image by boris rager from Pixabay

The Illusion

Cover picture: Albert Bierstadt, "Emigrants Crossing the Plains" (1869): an oil on canvas painting of emigrants on their way to Oregon, inspired by a fifty-wagon train of German emigrants who crossed Bierstadt's path during his 1863 expedition.

Although it is very difficult to estimate the total number of European emigrants, it is thought that from the beginning of the 19th century to the middle of the 20th century, around 30 million people left Europe for the United States.

I reworked in the last days on this not particularly original piece, whose first draft is from 2018.
Femal vocals courtesy by La Boutique Studios Dakar; harmonica by Dust Bowl - Vintage Country.
Composed by Michele Ansani (2018-2025).
Posted on SoundCloud: 2025, March 26

Their American dream *

Fly Away - Christian McIntosh

Translation above
Texte et chant : Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel
Musique : Myckaël Marcovic
Illustration : Annie Madec

La poésie se boit

D’un Nice révolu
Au monde tropical
D’une escale en bateau
Près d’une radio libre
Revenue d’un bouquin
Immaculée contraception
En passant par les tarés
Qui nous parlent tant

De leur dernier voyage
Pour nous jeter enfin
Leurs pseudo métaphores
En criant des sornettes
Du haut des goélettes

Et faut pas les croire, Monsieur,
Que demain, à midi
S’il reste une heure à vivre
Je me battrai pour l’homme
Jusqu’au bout de mes forces.
S’il reste une heure à vivre
Je me battrai pour l’homme
Jusqu’au bout de mes forces.

Mais ma voix s’est coincée
Dans un nuage bleu
Sur mon pays, ma terre,
Pas très loin de la baie
Qui m’arrache à la nuit.

Quand tu dors mon ami,
Prends le temps de rêver
Pour quand tu seras vieux,
Et mesure ta mesure
Sans trop crier, l’ami, (bis)
Sans trop crier…

Post-mortem, pour moi,
La mort est à Venise
Dans mes bras tu verras
La poésie se voie
La poésie se noie
La poésie se boit

Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel, 2025
Musique de Myckaël Marcovic, 4 mars 2025

Poetry can be drunk

From a bygone Nice
To the tropical world
From a stopover on a boat
Near a free radio station
Back from a book
Immaculate contraception
By way of the crazies
Who talk to us so much

About their last voyage
To finally throw us
Their pseudo-metaphors
Shouting nonsense
From the top of the schooners

And don't believe them, Sir,
That tomorrow, at noon
If there's an hour left to live
I'll fight for man
To the end of my strength.
If there's an hour to live
I'll fight for the man
To the end of my strength.

But my voice is stuck
In a blue cloud
Over my country, my land,
Not far from the bay
That snatches me from the night.

When you sleep my friend,
Take the time to dream
For when you are old,
And measure your measure
Without shouting too much, my friend, (bis)
Without shouting too much...

Post-mortem, for me,
Death is in Venice
In my arms you will see
Poetry can be seen
Poetry can be drunk
Poetry is drowning

Lyrics by Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel 
 Music by Myckaël Marcovic, 4 March 2025

La poésie se boit

The axolotl named Julio Cortázar watches Julio Cortázar observing the axolotls swimming in the aquarium.
The sister tracks here: https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/this-is-them-last-version and https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/this-is-us

Here the short background story:https://ambystoma.uky.edu/teachers_materials/axolitbook/AxolotlByJulioCortazar.html
Picture is from Pietro Corrao.

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Composed by Michele Ansani (2025)
Posted on SoundCloud: 2025, May 1

Is this you? *

Life Of Kes - Christian McIntosh

*MUSIC BEST WITH HEADPHONES*
- Future movie theme songs. -

Mostly around vocals I saw a piano near by and wanted to play. Unable to process more than a few note on the page at a time, I was never able to succeed at piano attempts until I taught myself one cord at a time. 

I began this journey at age 46, and with no lessons I’ve composed this collection. Each song was completed in an hour as a challenge to stay focused and get better at my expressions. Still not reading music, I enjoy every moment in front of the keyboard. 

You should enjoy what you do and if others do as well, it’s a bonus.

The Bow - Painting, James McLaughlin Way & Music, Christian McIntosh

Christian McIntosh

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