What a great sound and atmosphere! Very nice song. I love this!

Most mysterious thing I've heard all day. It's a good thing to be mysterious :)

beautiful.. sounds a bit prog rock like, and then back into this kind of lounge jazz daze...

Oh man, I can relate to this! How things change.

This was a lot of fun to do. It started as an ambient guitar e-bow thing and became somthing very different. The audio is from a 1962 radio broadcast "The Doom Machine". Funny but at the same time relavant.

He's Perfect

Scotty: guitars, lyrics, vocals
Tommy: bass

Passions Unleashed Dub

Game Theory

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.   Featuring Hammond B3 Organ solo. Alto Saxophone solo. Trumpet solo. Fender Electric Bass. Fender Rhodes Electric Piano Rhythm. Hammond B3 Organ Rhythm with Bass. Trap drum kit. Percussion Zildjen Crash & Ride cymbal, separate Hi-Hat.

Lighthouse

Barreling

"Bad Behavior" out now on all streaming platforms.

Bad Behavior

MIX/MASTER: WOODS STUDIO

Here again
How long’s it been
Since I was down this way
It’s gone upscale now
Yet somehow
I liked it more in our day

The diner’s gone
Cleaners moved on
Burnt coffee's sold on every block
I had a spare key
But now I can’t see
On which door I would knock

Oo oo oo oo oo
That was our rendezvous
A studio in an older building
Barely room for two
In our rendezvous

Home from work
Quick change of shirt
Heard your message on my machine
I could shower there
You didn’t seem to care
It was no sentimental scene

Oo oo oo oo oo
There at our rendezvous
The world wouldn't know we’d gone missing
For an hour or two
In our rendezvous

That last day
Little to say
I returned the spare key
Thought I’d never be back here
But I would learn there’s
No escape from memory
For me

Oo oo oo oo oo
Leaving our rendezvous
I wonder if you ever walked this street
Trying to bring in view
Our rendezvous

Our Rendezvous

Will the lonely oak tree remember the embrance of its sisters? 
What will she fell when she shades the men who left her orphan?
Will the human being ever learn that without enviroment there is no future for humanity?
Will it then be too late?

THE TREE THAT WAS FOREST

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) 03/2023.
Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Pierre Bordetti

An Electro-Jazz track inspired by one of the very 
beautiful photos brought back by Julie during a recent 
trip to Thailand.
Many thanks to Julie.

Un titre Electro-Jazz inspiré d'une des très
belles photos rapportées par Julie lors d'un récent
voyage en Thaïlande.
Un grand merci à Julie.

Raise your eyes

Raise Your Eyes

Blueprint for track that became 'Sandycove Milk'.

Inspired by wondrous music by Conin, whose track 'Kitty's Wake' reminded of the rich clay of Joyce's 'Finnegan's Wake'. This track, about the opening pages of Joyce's Ulysses, borrows coffee spoons, forever those of T.S. Eliot, in an effort to add sweet milk...drawn from the milk-well of honeyed Sandycove.  The lyric speaker is, notionally, Stephen Daedalus. For practical purposes, the lyric speaker is James Joyce himself. His aim? To hit Haines for a guinea [a pre-decimal unit of currency] before heading to France on a ferry. Whilst Haines still feels guilty (sheepish) about having fired his pistol at an imaginary cat he thought he saw in the fireplace in the Martello tower in Sandycove (now the Joyce Museum....a sacred...magical place, whose attendant Joyce scholars told me about the Haines' imaginary cat episode....it is all true...yet also dovetails eerily with the first chapter of Ulysses).

The reference to Haines having consumed Absinthe is a narrative fiction, invented to offer an explanation for his dangerous behaviour. No peer reviewed evidence capable of demonstrating Absinthe has hallucinogenic properties, exists, to my knowledge.


Lyrics

[chorus]
Gotta learn me some Italian
Gonna get me a guitar
Gotta learn me some Italian
Gonna get me a guitar

Hellenise me now
She come and go
talking bout Michelangelo
there will be time
there will be time

do I dare to eat a quiche?
I shall wear enchanted trousers
and float upon the beach

I’m still dreamin
something happened last night

Haines downed a snot-green bottle of Absinthe
started shooting at his Schrödinger's cat
in the fireplace
looks real sheepish this morning
gonna hit him for a guinea [a pre-decimal unit of currency]
and get outta here
gliding on the Emerald sea
to Paris
with Haines’ guinea in my pocket
when I’m at sea

gonna go uptown now
hitting the top deck of this here Martello
gonna watch the mailboat
glide on an Emerald sea
gonna rest my shiny elbows
on the jagged granite
just leavin the harbour

and here comes stately Buck
bearing a bowl of lather
crossed razor and mirror as well
holding the bowl aloft
and intoning...intonin

Introibo ad altare Dei
sacred chalice
sacred cross
and now I’m lookin at the sea
Thallata...sweet mother
Hellenise me
mailboat clearin the harbour
rage of Caliban inside me
cos of Haines....[firing a gun inside the Martello tower when drunk the night before, at a giant cat he imagined was sitting near the fireplace]
sweet Thallata
buttercups on the quilt
powdered musk and gauds of amber beads
calm now like the sea
there will be time
there will be time

Martello

Musings on mortality.


I hear that countdown clock ticking
Remaining time is flying by
I'm still alive and kicking
But there are dark clouds in the sky

We thought that we'd be young forever
The sun is always in the sky
Our spirits light as a feather
The rules of life do not apply

Hold on the line
Hold on the lifeline

The best part is behind us
Our race is almost run
Failing bodies remind us
Soon we'll be undone

Hold on the lin
Hold on the lifeline

Hold On The Line

ATRIUM .

NOTICE: I DO NOT PAY FOR PROMOTION. EVER.

SPOTLIGHT:  Sexagenarian Volume V is up to two tracks now with the posting of "Here Goes Nothing." "Outside In" has been added to the playlist for demo tracks, UNDER CONSTRUCTION. Meanwhile Sexagenarian Volume reached completion with the addition of the 12th track, "The Last Laugh." Sexagenarian Volumes IV and III follow. Volume II is available somewhere around here as well! 

BIO: I started writing songs in high school (1969-1973!) and I've pretty much never stopped. These are mostly solo recording projects (my brother, Fog City Fogey, contributes sometimes).  I don't do much self-promotion, not a fan of Repost Exchange etc, so all of you who find this page and like a song or two - you are truly appreciated!

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