https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=54EdLHFrycc

CAN'T STAND NO MORE

Pincelada Del Viento

Available for publishing and recording.
Matanhamish2@gmail.com

Produced by Chris Gill & Matan Hamish
Music and Lyrics by Matan Hamish

Lyrics:
I’ve been under the water for too long
Far too deep to realize that something is wrong

And I’ve grown tired trying coming up for air
And I’ve been wondering why I’m fighting for what’s there

I break through the surface  
But my lungs are still filled with water and I just can’t breathe
Tried my hardest
To walk this earth but I’ve run out of reasons to bleed
And all I see is tunnel vision
I’m breaking out of my own prison

Please don’t blame me for finally letting go
I just can’t keep on swimming against the flow

And I was sure I’d find a way to get along
But now I’ve realized I’m maybe not that strong

I break through the surface 
But my lungs are still filled with water and I just can’t breathe
Tried my hardest
To walk this earth but I’ve run out of reasons to bleed
And all I see is tunnel vision
I’m breaking out of my own prison

I’m bound to falling apart
I knew this right from the start
It’s written down in the beating of my heart

I’m bound to breaking apart
I knew this right from the start
I hear the deafening ticking of the clock 

I break through the surface 
But my lungs are still filled with water and I just can’t breathe
Tried my hardest
To walk this earth but I’ve run out of reasons to bleed
And all I see is tunnel vision
I’m breaking out of my own prison

Tunnel Vision

I’ve got a feeling

This remastered album is the musical journey accompanying the harrowing events of Book 3 of "Hinter uns das Land" ("Behind Us The Land"), a poignant novel by Frank Talmon l'Armée. As the war closes in, the Feyerabend family, along with countless others, is forced to make the heart-wrenching decision to flee their beloved home in East Prussia. This collection of 16 tracks captures the emotional turmoil and the perilous journey that unfolds, painting a vivid sonic picture of a family caught in the midst of historical upheaval.

Book 3 plunges the listener into the chaos and fear of the final days of the war in East Prussia. The once-familiar streets of Danzig (now Gdańsk) become a haunting labyrinth of desperation and uncertainty as Inge and her family navigate the treacherous path to the harbor. The music reflects the growing tension, the ever-present threat, and the agonizing choices forced upon those seeking refuge. You will sense in the music the desperation of many refugees, but also their determination to survive.

The journey culminates in the boarding of the "Lappland," a vessel overflowing with refugees, all carrying their own stories of loss and hope. As the ship embarks across the vast and unforgiving Baltic Sea, the music evokes the vastness of the ocean, the precariousness of their situation, and the uncertain future that awaits them. You can hear in the sounds the inner turmoil of the characters: the children who do not yet fully comprehend what is happening and the adults who try to hold on to hope in the face of unimaginable fear.

From haunting melodies that echo the emptiness of a lost home to surging orchestrations that mirror the turbulent sea, this soundtrack captures the full spectrum of human emotion in times of war. Moments of quiet reflection are interspersed with powerful, driving rhythms, reflecting the resilience and determination of those who refuse to give up hope, although they know their lives will never be the same.

This musical collection offers a unique and immersive experience, drawing the listener deeper into the world of "Hinter uns das Land." It's a testament to the enduring power of family, the unwavering human spirit, and the search for peace amidst the ravages of war.

Life’s Uncertain Path Leads Us (From the Original Novel Soundtrack)

Invisibile

Amity/EDM
Vocals sampled from Sade - The Sweetest Taboo & Risse - Chain Of Fools 

AMITY

Heart Shaped Necklacce

Equal

Still close to you

(Verse 1)
Eyes forward, no fear, no panic,
Through the fire and ice, a path to be real.
The voice in my head says: Go for it now,
Don't let 'em tell you what you're not meant to be.
You know what's right when everything counts,
A kid on the inside, but that’s not a joke.

(Chorus)
BE A MAN!!!, with swagger and steel,
In a tailored suit when the streetlights bleed.
With a wild card plan and a reckless heart,
'Cause life's a damn good ride from the very start.
With a smirk on my face when it all burns down,
Do the good deed, even when they frown.
BE A MAN!!!, and take what’s yours to get,
Always on your own terms, no regrets.

(Verse 2)
The fedora low, the gaze cuts deep and cold,
This town is grey, but my story’s bold.
Respect is the only currency here,
The only thing you gotta hold dear.
No gentleman, but with perfect style,
A look that tells you to wait a while.
The blade is sharp, the mind is clear and free,
The code from the 20s, it's alive in me.

(Chorus)
BE A MAN!!!, with swagger and steel,
In a tailored suit when the streetlights bleed.
With a wild card plan and a reckless heart,
'Cause life's a damn good ride from the very start.
With a smirk on my face when it all burns down,
Do the good deed, even when they frown.
BE A MAN!!!, and take what’s yours to get,
Always on your own terms, no regrets.

Peak(y)_Mind_Control

Give it a chance, Be a Man

I Wrote my Feelings Down Today by Dave Hanrahan

Leaving Humanities Final Words. 

When Great Music Isn’t Heard
Then Everybody Loses.

Imagination causes Creation
Through Vibration.

Music is a Force for Creation

Banding Musicians Together Today

The Last Human Songwriters 

How sad to realize that we are in the last days of the human race. Meaning the final Composers, Artist & Performer are currently on this planet. Ai will be responsible for all the muzak within five years. They are weaning emotions out of music. 

We are humanity’s last breath. Let’s remind them future trans humans of what they lost. If they are ever allowed to hear it at all. We need to leave our Mark! 

My name is Dave Hanrahan. I was born and raised in Watertown, Massachusetts. I was the only son in a family of four children. At 7 years old my father was killed. I was the only son and now I would navigate my life rudderless. An alien in the house of estrogen. It was the weekend the Beatles played Ed Sullivan, February 9, 1964. Thus tying my life to theirs. Instant male role models. 

At 20, I was serving in the Navy. I was stationed at NAS Whidbey Island, Wa. In 1976. When I was heading into my barracks I heard someone playing Hotel California across from me. I met my mentor that day, Terry Walters. I bought a Yamaha 6 string acoustic guitar and one music book. The Beatles Compleat. I practice for hours upon hours. After a few months I wanted to try writing. On my first attempt I wrote 3 songs.  I believe I found patterns in playing only the Beatles for those first few years. I was off and running. 

I am a singer/songwriter from a different era. I had written close to 80 songs when I laid everything down to become a husband and a father in 1989. I laid it down because I desired a family more then anything in life, certainly more then fame.  My Guitar I had written the majority of those songs on was stolen and I walked away. 

In November of 2019, I unpacked my instruments after a 30 year hiatus. I bought a Taylor 12 String and began to earn my calluses. I wasn't certain if I could even recall the chords to most of my music. It was all in my head. I can't read or write a note to this day. Muscle memory I was happy to find is a fact even after 30 years. My musician friend Dean when I told him my 1977 Giannini Craviola 12 String got stolen in 1987. He asked me if I checked eBay. This is 32 years later. That is a rare guitar. I went on eBay that day and found it. It was my serial number. 

I began practicing countless hours a day for about six weeks when suddenly, a song popped into my head. It was in a style that even I was unfamiliar with. My Giannini and I picked up where We left off. Then Covid gave me more time to practice. I haven't stopped writing since that day just over three and a half years ago. I have well over 50 more songs to produce to ensure my entire catalog has been recorded. I have that many on my page for all to hear now for free.

 Vision 👀
To create a new Music Industry run and operated by Human Artists only. I am a Life Path 1, so have no doubt I will get it done or it’s artificial intelligence soulless Muzak for everybody. New artist are being ignored. This is by design. Music comes from the heart. Filled with emotions which A. I. The heartless, soulless machine with never be able to produce. Music is a force of creation given by The Creator. The Authentic Intelligence God. 

I am here to do a job, At my juncture in life I hope it obvious it isn’t for the fame and fortune. We are musicians and artists first and foremost. We are those who help steer the collective consciousness. I picked up this mantle in December of 1980. The night I wrote ‘Dear John’. 

Music is a force for creation.


Dave Hanrahan

PayPal.Me/DaveHanrahanMusic

Twitter @DHanrahanMusic

My YouTube page:

https://youtube.com/channel/UCbPR0PUkT7JK51CsBu9RjDw

I Wrote my Feelings Down Today by Dave Hanrahan

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