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TRUTH RAY - ASTRAL YOUTH

Voice and acoustic guitar: David Dunham
Music composition, piano and electronic strings: Michele Ansani

Those recited by David are verses from one of the most famous poems and one of the greatest Italian poets of the 20th century (Eugenio Montale). They are taken from the collection entitled ‘Ossi di seppia’ ('The bones of cuttlefish'), published in Italy in 1925, and several times translated into English (alone or together with other works by Montale).
Many thanks to David (@david-dunhamuser589535203), who agreed to collaborate on this little creation, also adding his refined guitar phrasing. All the (usual) imperfections are mine.

Cover photo by Peter Zajfrid, "Moody Morning"

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Lyrics (ENGLISH / ORIGINAL ITALIAN)

Perhaps one morning going alone in the air of glass,
arid, lookin back, I shall see, with the terror
of a drunken man, the making of a miracle:
nothingness at my shoulders, the void behind me.

Then as on a screen, suddenly, trees houses hills
will assemble themselves for the usual deception.
But it will be too late; and I shall go on, quiet,
with my secret, among the men who do not turn

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Forse un mattino andando in un’aria di vetro,
arida, rivolgendomi, vedrò compirsi il miracolo:
il nulla alle mie spalle, il vuoto dietro
di me, con un terrore di ubriaco.

Poi come s’uno schermo, s’accamperanno di gitto
alberi case colli per l’inganno consueto.
Ma sarà troppo tardi; ed io me ne andrò zitto
tra gli uomini che non si voltano, col mio segreto.

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Posted on SoundCloud: 2024, August 27.

Perhaps One Morning ... [Michele Ansani - David Dunham] **

My piece is about a pyrrhic victory;  a victory that inflicts such a devastating toll on the victor that it is tantamount to defeat.

pyrrhic victory

Mrs. Rhymes & Lost Angel of Havik - Dark Desires

Leon Carter on drums, Dave Toolan and Charlie Villiers on guitars and I’m on the bass and singing and playing the keyboard.

Artwork by old friend and true Sussex sage Rob Winterson (Wintz).
https://www.instagram.com/wintz_art/ 
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Lyrics;

Blackcap* at the top of chalky bostal
Burial mounds shrouded in the fog
Our spirit will embrace the loss

Thank you for giving me your roots
For to sit upon and drip upon, I’m ripping off my boots
On your trunk I slump
In the evening sun

Touch my heart with your empathetic eyes
Warm and safe and you’re honest and kind
Counted up my blessings and they multiplied
You guided me through the most difficult of times 
Hug my soul and you saved my life 
Held me tight when I needed a cry
I don’t think that I can thank you enough
Watch me fly cos I’m lifted by your love

Thank you for giving me a family
Welcome me, made me feel at home
You fill me with the hope
That I can give you what you give me

Thank you for the time and for the space
For the panoramic enigmatic place to contemplate
In the fading light
Silently wide eyed

Touch my heart with your empathetic eyes
Warm and safe and you’re honest and kind
Counted up my blessings and they multiplied
You guided me through the most difficult of times 
Hug my soul and you saved my life 
Held me tight when I needed a cry
I don’t think that I can thank you enough
Watch me fly cos I’m lifted by your love

Don’t ever take it for granted
Don’t ever trade it for gold
Don’t ever take it for granted
This is your world

There’s a bliss in the mist
as it rises from the trees
There’s a hustle and a bustle
from industrious bees

There’s a reassuring robin
bobbing in the hawthorn
as the easy going Common Blue
passes through the morning

Hear the wistful thistle
in the middle of the field
Hear it’s whistle in the mizzle
as it drifts across the Weald

See the iridescent luminescent 
vibe-adelic hue
of the twilight effusing blends
of oranges and blues

There’s a forest dwelling moth
gives a reassuring nod
camouflaging with the bark
wings all dusty and soft

There’s a heavenly serenity 
waiting at the creek
and a joyful serendipity 
in the heron’s beak…

*https://www.nationaltrust.org.uk/visit/sussex/blackcap

Don’t Ever Take It For Granted

Rising For Air (G. Di Nunno)

It's now to throw aside and bleed
Out the poisons I've collected
That span that took more than gave
Open arms to leave rejected

All that pressure building
Attempts at fitting in
Followed scripts as written
Left stricken from the spin
That rise for air
Rising.

Remembered how you laughed me down
Once the aura lost its luster
And joined the band of lonely ghosts
Isolated, cold, to shudder.

Friends fled through the back door
As scissors cut the ties
Got the hand-down remnants
With footprints left by spies
That rise for air
Rising.

It all depended on a former vision
The effort given rewarded with tension
A lightened hatred as the months were flying
Became a new scene; tell me how that happened?

Where stares were hard
A lightened mood
Has entered here
And washed away.
What led to this
Is memory
To part and go
Not looking back.
Rising
Rise for air
Rising
Rise for air.

All lyrics and musical performance by Gino Di Nunno
Copyright 2024.

#8. Rise For Air

Words and Music Dave Rose
Reloaded 19/12/2024

Lyrics

Coming up for air, find myself some time to escape somewhere
Perhaps a weekend by the sea, just you and me
We'll have fish and chips and stone skimming championships
The loser buys the drinks

It's just nice to leave behind 
the mortgage and the bills and the daily grind

Or we could steal ourselves a rocket ship and fly away to Mars
Stick a flag on it we'll call it ours

It's just nice to leave behind
the mortgage and the bills and the daily grind
To pack away our troubles and just leave them all behind
And unwind 

I'll let you into a little secret but you must promise me you'll keep it quiet
I've a perfect plan to rob a bank
All I needs a fast car and some dynamite

And then it would be nice to forever leave behind
the mortgage and the bills and the daily grind
Oh it would be oh so nice to forever leave behind 
the mortgage and the bills and the daily grind......

Coming Up For Air

Low Tide

Benjamin Dantès - Une vie

FYI:) Title explicated: More of a slang to indicate going with what's happening...
"Laying" in this track title references more of the meaning "positioning" oneself to get the energy to go to the proverbial moon...The colloquial term "Up & Adam"-- i.e.: "Rise & shine" & Carpe Diem: i.e.: "Seize the Day" to get at whatever you set goals for. ;)    
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Rise To Energize & Party To The Moon

Laying With It

What does a flirt want? coffee? my attention? nothing? tease?

She's the Flirt

Hello,
Here are some songs wot I wrote. Mostly recorded at home as a sort of one man band set up.
Sometimes other musicians play on the tunes too.

A little stroll on the mild side 🎧

"Dave was awarded 4th best tambourinist in his cul de sac whilst still only 37, he still plays tambourine today whilst his peers have abandoned tambourine. Think that speaks volumes to Dave's commitment to his music". (Big Hits Magazine}

"Dave is a blues crooner who sings everything in B Flat" Rex Bone 



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