Mixed for Lillithe - 10.10.23

AV Gray - Hear the Silencer

Stink Eye

A tune about possibilities. 
Music, all instruments, programming and production: Steve
Lyrics: Lydia Mathewson
Vocals: @Roger Stankovic
Image: Dreamstime

Fly High

Got It

Two Clans

Introduction in English:

On a Saturday, 9 June 1989, I receive a phone call from my mother at around 6 am. She seems to be laughing. But as it soon turns out, tears are bursting out of her. At first she can only say one sentence: "Your father is dead". Then her voice fails. I, who has just been roused from my sleep by the ringing, at first think it's a bad joke. My father, not even 55 years old, dead, who had been so full of energy in the last few months? With whom I had spoken lively on the phone just a week ago?
Then my eldest sister comes to the phone. She speaks like a robot, as if she has frozen all her feelings inside herself.
She confirms the sudden death of my father from a heart attack and urges me to come immediately from Berlin to southern Germany (800 kilometres away).
Much of what happened after that - from the last encounter with my father in the morgue, to the years of vacillating between feelings of liberation and sometimes massively frightening "I'll bring you to me in the realm of the dead" nightmares after his funeral, to finding a deeper inner peace with him in the last few years - I wrote down and sang about in the following song "My Father in Heaven".      
However, the song lyrics are not chronological, but set in 2011, in which I am all alone on a beautiful summer day in the cemetery where my father's grave is located. From this day I start a retrospective and an outlook.     

Lyrics:

My Father in Heaven

What a beautiful day
All alone in the graveyard 
Come to visit you
Without a grudge

It's unbelievably quiet
Hear the dead deep asleep 
In an beyond harbour
Be with you soon

I hated you sometimes 
Had you so gladly touched,
You're gone too soon 
Left me alone with the dirt 
Of this life.

Wanted to tell you so much more 
You can't sneak away like that
A moment ago you were still there  
I felt quite close to you,

Now only 
A cold hand in the morgue
Nothing more moves

My father in heaven, 
I miss you very much, 
With wistfulness my heart sometimes
Becomes so heavy

When you were suddenly dead
Many things seemed easier, 
I moved forward in life, 
I looked free

but when I slept at night,
you'd come into my dreams, 
trying to pull me over, 
to the land beyond.

You didn’t let me go for so long 
Lying like a black mourning box
On my chest and belly, 
Felt like I was in a tube 
Trapped by you.

Often couldn’t defend myself
Felt completely without power 
When in the deep of the night
you came to my room, 

without a body, 
pure soul contact,
worlds still unknown to me.

Father in heaven,
do you hear me now,
I speak to you in peace, 
I am no longer hurt.

Your grave is newly decorated,
I've picked a bouquet for you, 
I sit down with you, 
I surrender tot he silence
peaceful silence. 

I am here now, you there
even if the wall separates us,
we see each other invisibly, 
You always stay close to me, 

I'll go on now, 
Stay here, 
I'll be back soon

Father in heaven
I think of you often 
You are indispensable, 
Come with me....

My Father in Heaven

My Father In Heaven

The end of the road is not the finishing post, but when you have nothing left but the city streets, you may well find you!
Got to thank Mikey B & Muffy for there contribution to the making of this track

Nothing Left, but this City Street.

Blue

Cast of Characters:
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – bass, mix, and production

J.J. Terrell–@j-j-terrell – electric piano and original composition

K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara -–Ken–drums and percussion

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1 –-guitar  


 artwork is a painting entitled "Dogpack" by artist Margaryta Yermolayeva
Please check out her other works at margaryta-yermolayeva.pixels.com

This one started off nearly a year ago, when the Eclectic Collective was just coagulating, and is the first one to feature Tez, Ken, JJ, and me on a song. JJ came up with it, drawing from his deep well of creativity, on the electric piano and bass, and shared it with the rest of the us. Starting with Ken, who added a phenomenal drum track to work with. I then added my guitar in a way that tried to emulate Miles Davis, albeit just an impression. Then we asked Tez to mix it for us, which he did ably as ever, and we released it early last spring. 
  However, Tez, being the always tinkering producer that he is, decided to dust it off and give it a new bass line to match the ferocity of Ken's drums. He then remixed it and added some production effects, making the song it was meant to be. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed making it.

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UnBoxed April 2024

[ d o w n l o a d a b l e ]

Able Accomplished Clown Girl Available #2

I don’t wanna hate myself …but I do ..I denegrate myself .because of you ..because of you …you twisted my intention …lies to sick to mention …I don’t wanna hate myself but I do …because of you …you stripped away my confidence til I was left defenceless…small and trembling..echo of my voice came back to wake me …so I gather my inner army …gaze upon my righteous rage …as I undo the bars of your cage around me …
..you were the loosest screw of all ..I love to see how far the mighty have to fall …the loosest screw of all …I stole your crown and now it’s you who has to crawl ….
I don’t wanna hate myself but I do ..because of you
I still fuckin hate myself …
I won’t let you use me anymore 
I don’t wanna hate myself 
All the time ….i was mine ….
When will I wake up …..
You …were the loosest screw of all….

LooseScrew (PurpleClaire   LucyScrew)

another new track recorded in the beginning of april this year we write 2024

don't let go

Don't Let Go

Music and Lyrics By Pierfranco Chiusolo
Arranged and played By Massimo Primiero
Sung By Lara Brachet Cota

I originally worked on this song in the year of 2005 
and It was one of my first works as arranger, 
this song was born by an idea of Mr. Pierfranco Chiusolo (it-it.facebook.com/pierfranco.chiusolo), 
the lyric is a good example of poetry in music; when Mr. Chiusolo gave It to me for arranging the first thing that came to my mind was a dark atmosphere with a psychedelic sound , Lara did an excellent Job on this song and I think that all in all in ten years after the work is pretty fine.

Massimo Primiero

LA QUIETE DOPO LA TEMPESTA

Una coperta di nuvoloni neri ha avvolto il sole,
ora la pioggia cade forte e gli alberi,
perfino loro, sembrano averne paura,
muovono le foglie qua e la’
per non farsi colpire da quelle scintille d’ argento
che cadono da li’ su …
Il vetro mi ripara ma le gocce che scendono
mi fanno pensare a quanta paura 
ho del temporale senza te …

Il vento non e’ solo tempesta,
forza immensa che scuote perfino gli alberi,
il vento e’ anche brezza leggera 
come un battito d’ ali
quello che sospinge una porta facendomi credere che, 
ci sia tu dietro  …

Il fresco buio della notte m’ accompagna
le piccole stelle da lassu’ sembrano dirmi
“guarda, noi ci siamo, lontane, ma questo non c’ impedisce
di brillare con tutta la nostra forza”
L’ acqua scorre veloce e tenace sui sassi,
non le importa di saltare, infrangersi, spruzzare qua e la’
perche’ sa che quello e’ il suo corso e
nessuno la puo’ fermare …

Tutto questo e’ nei miei occhi, nelle mie orecchie
Sulla mia pelle e soprattutto nel mio cuore
Pensieri che corrono veloci seguendo le nuvole …
Ricordi vivi che non svaniranno mai …
 
TRANQUILLITY AFTER THE STORM 
(Translation by Massimo Primiero)

Stormy clouds have grabbed the sun blinding It,
Now rain falls strongly and the trees moving,
Even them appear to be scared,
Moving their leafs up and down,
Trying Not to hit by silvery sparks,
That falls here and there,
Glass shelters me but drops falling
Make me think how I’m scary,
Of the stormy weather  without you……

Wind is not only a tempest,
Eternal power that moves the trees,
Wind is also something so sweet,
Like a flapping wings,
What pushes a door make me think that,
There’s you behind It…..

The soft dark of night is with me,
Little stars form above seem to tell me,
“Look, We’re here, so far, but this doesn’t stop us to shine,
With all our force”
Water flows rapid on the stones,
Doesn’t care to cover up, and down, Bump, because It’s their duty and
Nobody can’t stop It…..

All these in my eyes , in my ears, on my skin and above all in my Heart
Thoughts that run quickly following the clouds….
Live memories that will never disappear…..



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