Very very beautiful composition and arrangement, lovely piano, nice collab and work 👍👏

Delicate elegance! Each note is captivatingly stitched to the threads of time to forever linger on!  Lovely performance by  both you & Ara!   🔝♾💯💯💯🌟🌟🔁🌹🌼🌹🌼

I hear your musical soul and love how you play, Francesco.  Write on... play on! The more Beauty we create in this 'ol world the better! :D

Wonderful piece, great work from both of you!

Your music is amazing! I love the way you play, I can tell you're playing from the heart.

Daily Drops

Another year has passed

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It's a special honor that my dear friend Michele Ansani asked me if I would like to work on a song he wrote years ago called 'Alla Fine della Fine delle Fini' (To the end of the end of the ends) which is a great track. When I listened to it I said to Michele that I thought the song is already finished and asked what I supposedly could do with it. He said, that he wasn't going to publish it and wanted me to work on the root idea of the song to create something new.  Thank you so much Michele for being so generous to leave the basic song idea to my purposes (all flaws are mine).

Listen to his wonderful music here, you all know him anyway: https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani

Michele Ansani: Seed idea
Me: Instruments, vocals, lyrics, arrangement.

Photograph from the top of Half Dome, Yosemite NP, CA, USA by A. Besinger  2022

One day I walked the shores of time
Wiping away the footprints left behind

Tossing stones into the sea  
Just to watch the ripples making their way back to me  

What if these dancing rings were just memories
Would they come to life once more to set me free?


Abandoned this place that I called home ￼
and took that boat I was hiding for so long 

Facing the storms, past the sirens song
The love of gods in mind may have led me wrong

Set course to the end of the end of the ends
So when you step off the edge of the world 
Make sure that your wings are spread 

When I stepped through the gates of Plutonion
Caught between Scylla and Charybdis I would be found

Sacrificed the ones to whom I belonged
A wise man would rather be envied than being wronged

Set course to the end of the end of the ends
So when you step off the edge of the world 
Make sure that your wings are spread 

Set course to the end of the end of the ends
So when you step off the edge of the world 
Make sure that your wings are spread

Off the Edge of the World (with Michele Ansani)

Title: Words Lost in Time
Artists: Ara_Piano & Francesco Adornetto

Words Lost in Time is a deeply introspective journey, capturing the weight of unspoken words and the relentless passage of time. Each note feels like a fragment of a story, evoking missed moments and drifting connections shaped by silence. The melodies flow with a delicate, melancholic touch, alternating between fragility and strength, mirroring the ebb and flow of emotions.

The piece transitions seamlessly from introspection to intensity, reflecting the tension between the urgency to express and the regret of what remains unsaid. It invites listeners to reflect on the fleeting nature of time and the beauty of human connection.

The artwork beautifully enhances the track's themes. A collage of aged sheet music, vintage clocks, and handwritten letters symbolizes nostalgia and transience, while butterflies and hourglasses evoke fleeting moments and impermanence. The warm tones and textured design blend past and present, offering a visual echo of the music’s emotional depth.

Together, music and art create a harmonious narrative that resonates with the heart and mind.

Words lost in time

Words lost in time  (Ara_piano & Francesco Adornetto)

Avenir.

Comme un pauvre  Vagabond 
errant sur les chemins de sa  vie chiffon 
Comme un poète maudit 
Écrit sur le sable mouillé 

Refrain 
Ta  voie  est là, juste un premier pas  suffit pour partir 
laiss’ pas   la peur  te voler ton désir ton avenir

Copie le saltimbanque
qui jongle habile avec ses envies - envie 
La statue immobile
qui voudrait s’envoler  s’en aller


Comme une poussée de sève 
Réveille  ta vie , refleurit le Monde  tu rêve 
C'est dans cette  lumière qu’il te faudra tracer   ta route

Imagine le monde
C'est temps pour toi d’entrer dans la rond(e) tu vois 
C’est ça  C’est ce premier pas 
qui t’a fait saisir ta vie c’est  ça

!--- Translate

Future.

Like a poor Wanderer 
wandering the paths of his rag life 
Like a cursed poet 
Written on wet sand 

Refrain 
Your path is there, just a first step is enough to leave 
Don’t let fear steal your desire, your future

Copy the acrobat
who skillfully juggles with his desires - desire 
The motionless statue
who would like to fly away


Like a rush of sap 
Wake up your life, the world you dream of blooms again 
It is in this light that you will have to trace your path

Imagine the world
It's time for you to enter the circle you see 
This is it, this is the first step 
who made you grab hold of your life, that’s it

Avenir

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gNn37hsD2ZE

I'll Never Come Back

❤️❤️ Thank You so much for over 2000 plays! ❤️❤️

Little improvisation made after watching Fracture Sounds "Hemisphere" trailer and turned into track. The ad set the emotional state and choice of instruments. NO A.I. INVOLVED!

What I played sounded so melancholic that it reminded me of the thoughts I had while walking with my wife. Every playground we passed was empty. It contrasted with times when our son was little - finding a free swing for a toddler bordered on a miracle. Now it's a miracle to see children swinging on them. Could the "Universe 25" experiment have predicted everything that is happening now?

I played it in one take, then did some editing and added cello, harmonics, bass and ambient sounds. I used only three instruments: two from free Spitfire LABS libraries: Ambient Guitars and Cello Moods. Bass is sub patch from Native Instruments Massive.
I used one sample from the BBC Sound Effects library: Children: Playing - Fushun: Children playing in snow.

The genotype of this song definitely includes two of my favorite This Mortal Coil songs, "The Jeweller" and "Tarantula".

I secretly hope that You may like it. Let me know in the comments what You think about the music and what lies in its heart.

Thanks go to my testdriver kavvka ••ꝁ𐌰v̷̷v̷̷ꝁ𐌰•• @grzegorzkawka who always gives me courage and accurately points out the elements that need improvement.

Picture from Pexels by Robin McPherson: https://www.pexels.com/photo/black-metal-swing-908970/

A Miracle I'd Like to See

Not all Pop is created equal 🖤

Watch the video here: 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VqbYfnCfn4Y

Pop 2.0

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I never met my paternal grandfather, who died from a brain tumor the year before I was born. However, I felt like I knew him well from my grandmother’s stories.  A child of poverty from a very large family, he grew up in a tiny rural town in the middle of nowhere (see photo).  Despite his very humble beginnings, he knew there was a greater purpose for his life and after returning from military service, he realized his calling to enter the ministry.

His life as a preacher took him down countless roads to cities both large and small, where he planted new churches and built vibrant congregations. Throughout his life, he was known not only for the weekly messages he delivered to his congregation, but also for his life of service to others.  This composition was written to remember that life of service. The introductory theme repeated throughout represents his many travels/moves to the churches and congregations he and his family served.

The Preacher

One theme , 4 different versions. With the huge help from my mate Wonder Georg !

The 4 Colors Pen w/ Georg Boehme

Inspired by the short poem "Dust of Snow" by the American poet Robert Frost.

Dust of Snow

The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree

Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.


A Dust of Snow

... The spinning wheel turns, days go by with countless chores around the house. Everything is on her shoulders – a dreamer husband, naughty children, the financial well-being of the family. With each passing year, her strength diminishes. New circumstances and inevitable mistakes, like tropical thickets, encroach on the comfort and well-being built with such difficulty. The wheel turns more and more slowly. The thread becomes thinner. And in the end, it breaks, no longer able to withstand the inexorable march of time…

«Incansable rueca de Úrsula Iguarán». Op.16-04. (2016)

I'm glad to present my second collab with Mathieu Torres - who added his brilliant guitar.
Definitely hot spice ! :-) https://soundcloud.com/mathieutorresworks

Fragments / feat. Mathieu Torres

Inspired by “The New Colossus” by Emma Lazarus, 1883.
Copyright 2025

They got on boats, and they sailed across the ocean hoping for a better life
They left behind poverty, famine, hardship and strife
She lifted her lamp behind the golden door
She welcomed them with open arms 
But we don’t need those people any more 
We’ll use robots to tend our farms
There’s an angry mob wearing red caps
And they’re pulling on a rope
They’re trying to knock down that statue that gave so many people hope.
They say a rising tide lifts all boats but now it’s every nation for itself
As the billionaires and oligarchs accumulate more wealth
We’re all just living on this rock floating in the vastness of space
You’d think we’d find a way to co-exist as one human race
There’s an angry mob wearing red caps
And they’re pulling on a rope
They’re trying to knock down that statue that gave so many people hope.
Someday if you’re standing there waiting at the pearly gates
With a bunch of other people waiting in line to get into heaven
And you’re filling out God’s paperwork so you can immigrate 
How will answer that question did you love or did you hate 
There are people who call themselves Christians who don’t practice what they preach
They see a man whose down on his luck, and they consider him a human leech
There’s an angry mob wearing red caps
And they’re pulling on a rope
They’re trying to knock down that statue that gave so many people hope.
There’s an angry mob wearing red caps
And they’re pulling on a rope
They’re trying to knock down that statue that gave so many people hope.

Angry Mob Wearing Red Caps

I never met my paternal grandfather.  He died from a brain tumor at the age of 57, before I was born.  My father never talked about it, but my mother did.  In recounting my grandfather's illness and the family history she knew, she told me that when my grandfather was very young, he and his friends would go play in a number of nearby orange groves. Those groves were beautiful, spacious, and the oranges were free for the taking. Unfortunately, they were also heavily sprayed with pesticides during that time period. My mother believed that my grandfather's exposure to those pesticides most likely played a role in the cancer that took his life many years later.  At the time of his death, there was little attention paid to the notion that pesticide exposure could impact one’s health and longevity, so there was no discussion of the matter when he became ill.

I have often thought about his life, as well as my mother's words. While we'll never completely know what happened, we'll remember my grandfather and this chapter in his story.  There are lessons to be learned from it, as well as similar stories from others.  Our environment should not be harmful to health but should protect it.

This improvised composition was written to remember my grandfather's story.

The Orange Grove

Piano 7

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Francesco Adornetto is a neoclassical and ambient pianist and composer who believes music is a form of breath.
His pieces unfold slowly, like a mindful exhale — offering space, silence, and a sense of emotional truth.

🧘‍♂️ Deeply inspired by yoga, inner stillness, and the quiet power of presence,
his music invites you to pause, soften, and reconnect with the moment.

Blending calm piano, neoclassical minimalism, and ambient textures with occasional ethereal vocals, Francesco Adornetto creates soundscapes for yoga, meditation, slow mornings, study, and reflection.
His sound resonates with fans of Ólafur Arnalds, Ludovico Einaudi Yann Tiersen, Max Richter, and Joep Beving and more...

Since beginning his neoclassical journey in 2024, his work has gained recognition for emotional depth, introspective tone, and a delicate yet expressive language.
He has collaborated with Jessica Bains Brown, Francess Harris, Alessandra Celletti, Mauricio De Los Santos, Araceli Parra, Roberto Guerra, Dawn Walters, and others.

Francesco composes with a handcrafted approach, guided by touch, attentive listening, and the inspiration of the moment — creating music not as a product, but as a deeply human act.

Words lost in time (Ara_piano & Francesco Adornetto)

Francesco Adornetto - Emotional Piano

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