A (very) famous song by Quartetto Cetra, but with three basses instead of voices. 

(Original: https://songwhip.com/quartetto-cetra/pero-mi-vuole-bene)

Però mi vuole bene (bass trio cover)

What if Però mi vuole bene was a videogame soundtrack from the 80s?

Però mi vuole bene (8bit cover)

There used to be songs here, people sang and danced. The many cold nights didn't bite as much, a cuppa fixed everything. Well, almost everything. Silence is my worst enemy now, demons crawl out of silence to torment me with memories – so I make sure to never be stuck in silence. I'll get my voice back one day, but until then music's my safe place, it makes everything else tolerable. Even days like this one, when nothing happens at all. But I keep throwing these at the dark, they come out as the sun goes down. They're not much but they're all mine.

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I remember those days
When the sun shone on you
That beautiful summer
Your light summer outfit

You were so funny
I couldn't believe
You smiling at me
A late summer dream

Who would have thought that
You where there with me

And then there was walking
A few hundred miles
I didn't mind
As long as you were there

Who would believe that
You were there for me.

Now it's all consumed
In the library fire
It's just winter, cold, nothing at all
Smouldering ashes

I was self-conscious, I usually am
Joy for a moment, regrets for a long time
But for a moment I was happy I know
I thought I could be someone that I'll never be
And I felt lucky, so proper and nice
The dream that I had, it finally happened

But it was too late, at least
Twenty five years too late

Now it's all consumed
In the library fire
It's just winter cold, nothing at all
Smouldering ashes.

Aspetta Primavera

Silence

Ti hanno visto bere a una fontana
Che non ero io
Ti hanno visto spogliata la mattina
Biricchina biriccò

Mentre con me non ti spogliavi
Neanche la notte
Ed eran botte, Dio, che botte

Ti hanno visto alzare la sottana
La sottana fino al pelo, che nero

Poi m'hai detto "Poveretto
Il tuo sesso dallo al gabinetto"
Te ne sei andata via con la tua amica
Quella alta, grande fica
Tutte e due a far qualcosa di importante
Di unico e di grande

Io sto sempre in casa, esco poco
Penso solo e sto in mutande
Penso a delusioni, a grandi imprese
A una thailandese
Ma l'impresa eccezionale, dammi retta
È essere normale

Quindi, normalmente
Sono uscito dopo una settimana
Non era tanto freddo, e normalmente
Ho incontrato una puttana

A parte i capelli, il vestito
La pelliccia e lo stivale
Aveva dei problemi anche seri
E non ragionava male
Non so se hai presente
Una puttana ottimista e di sinistra

Non abbiamo fatto niente
Ma son rimasto solo
Solo come un deficiente

Girando ancora un poco ho incontrato
Uno che si era perduto
Gli ho detto che nel centro di Bologna
Non si perde neanche un bambino
Mi guarda con la faccia un po' stravolta
E mi dice "Sono di Berlino"

Berlino, ci son stato con Bonetti
Era un po' triste e molto grande

Però mi sono rotto
Torno a casa e mi rimetterò in mutande

Prima di salir le scale mi son fermato
A guardare una stella
Sono molto preoccupato
Il silenzio m'ingrossava la cappella

Ho fatto le mie scale tre alla volta
Mi son steso sul divano
Ho chiuso un poco gli occhi
E con dolcezza è partita la mia mano

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Disperato Erotico Stomp (Lucio Dalla cover)

Fischia il vento e infuria la bufera
Scarpe rotte eppur bisogna andar
A conquistare la rossa primavera
Dove sorge il sol dell'avvenir
A conquistare la rossa primavera
Dove sorge il sol dell'avvenir
Ogni contrada è patria del ribelle
Ogni donna a lui dona un sospir
Nella notte lo guidano le stelle
Forte è il cuor e il braccio nel colpir
Nella notte lo guidano le stelle
Forte è il cuor e il braccio nel colpir
Se ci coglie la crudele morte
Dura vendetta sarà del partigian
Ormai sicura è la dura sorte
Del fascista vile e traditor
Ormai sicura è la dura sorte
Del fascista vile e traditor
Cessa il vento e calma la bufera
Torna a casa il fiero partigian
Sventolando la rossa sua bandiera
Vittoriosi e alfin liberi siam
Sventolando la rossa sua bandiera
Vittoriosi e alfin liberi siam

Fischia il Vento

There was a time for
thinking at what I’ve done
There was a time for
longing for things lost 

There was a time for
Thinking about you
A time to worry about
Things I cannot change

Now that the worry’s gone
Now that everything’s blurred in the past 

I used to feel ashamed
All I see now is what lies ahead

For those I’ve touched and left
The lucky few
I still wonder 
what happened to them

Much better off I hope
So I believe
That time is gone now
Everyone is dead

All of those wasted years
weren’t really the golden age
Wasting time thinking back
was it really the best of time
Now is the time for
cheering the smaller things
now’s the time for
stirring things up again

Now is the time for
Putting old stuff aside
No time to linger on
Time to move it on

Now that the rain is gone
Now that you’re also blurred in the back

I used to think I’m wrong
All I want now is making things right

To all the passerby – the lucky few
I still wonder what is up with them

It doesn’t matter now, there is no point
I’ll forget and just try to forgive

All of those wasted years
weren’t really the golden age
Wasting time thinking back
was it really the best of time

All of those wasted months
Weren’t really the best of time
Missing sleep thinking back
It was only a waste of time.

There was a time for

Give your happiness a chance
Your wide eyes sitting on my lap
Your little white phosphorous smile
When I share the things I love with you.

If only you could see
What I see when I look at you
If only you would see
What makes everyone crazy about you.

The world is so much happier when you’re around
Why oh why can’t you?

Was it worth risking it all
For your smile I would do it again
A chance for us to fall in love
Being something more than friends

If only you could know
The sweetest things you make me realise
If only you could know
The amazing things that you make me feel

My world is so much happier when you’re around
Never let me go.

Give your happiness a chance

Everything I touch rots away
Everyone who crossed my path

I wish I could fix everything
I wish I could fix us
I wish I could fix everyone
I wish I could fix me.

Everyone I love goes away
Everyone gets bored of me

I wish I could take back it all
I wish I could fix this mess
What is that is so wrong with me?
What is wrong between us?

Words of sorrow don’t count
It’s just too late 
Nothing I could say would ever help
Just tell them how sorry I am

I wish I could fix everything
I wish I could fix us
I wish I could fix everyone
I wish I could fix me.

All the hopes and dreams I once had
Where are they now?
Only one thing left I’d wish to say
Please tell them how sorry I am.

Everything I touch

I have things to say
but I have no voice
I will sing nevertheless

Sometimes I worry too much
Sometimes I don’t worry at all
Sometimes I’ve been hurt in the past
Sometimes I’ve been cruel to you

Sometimes you wake up in a stranger’s bed
Wondering what went wrong this time
Please not this shit again

Sometimes I wake up
Wondering what I’ve done 
Misery loves a good friend
There’s so many to be had

I always wait for a train 
for a friend who is late again
Misery’s strict timetable
Ticking away my soul 

One day nothing will be left
Only a mediocre synthetic voice
Lost in a sea of artificial human beings

Your shadow is all I have left
I will carry on

I always wait for a train 
for a friend who is late again
Misery’s strict timetable
Ticking away my soul 

One day nothing will be left
Only a mediocre synthetic voice
Lost in a sea of artificial human beings.

I have things to say

Irrelevance

Per il tuo bene

Indifference

Zero

This is an experimental soundscape meant to describe the time passing by, from afternoon to night to morning.

The Island (Carloforte Suite)

Monday afternoon

Wednesday

Procrastination

This house
Since 1935
This house
An ephemeral pet
This house
Making its way through the flaps
The shadow of times past

This town
Was meant to be temporary
Six years
Then stuck there forever since
This town
Screaming and shouting with me
Together we cry

I’ll miss this strange place
The train station, the spotty bus service
The solitary swan
In a lake nearby

Dresden ‘45
A stranger in this land
Countless nights  
Stuck on the late night train again
What am I doing here?

Time to move on time 
To bring back the clock
Time to build 
New happier memories somewhere else
what am I gonna do?

This town
Lost in a fairytale
This house
Strangers who come and go

Broad street
Lost in a moment of sorrow
Beware of the road works

This town
Funny how time will pass
This town
Numberless empty flats
This town
Dragging me down on my knees
Together we’ll stand

I’ll miss this weird town
Whoever I met at the station
The solitary time
Of the last few years

Dresden ‘45
A stranger in this land
Countless nights  
Stuck on the late night train again
What am I doing here?

Time to move on time 
To bring back the clock
Time to build 
New happier memories someplace else
Where am I gonna go?

This Town

Depravity

Sometimes I wish I could
Express my inner thoughts
Don’t need to have a reason
Just let the music flow

Sometimes I wish I were
Someone who could sing
A melodramatic voice
To make it all worthwhile

Millions of excuses
We allow ourselves to build
Tons of useless crap
We hide ourselves within

Days like this
The sun will never shine
Wasting hours waiting for
The day that never comes

There is no light
Inside a neutron star
I can never find the words
And I don’t have a voice to sing

There is no light
The years won’t turn to shame
I will never find the way
And yet I do still play

Some days are just footnotes
On a novel you’ll never write
The topic would be boring
What would your parents think?

Most days are just a write off
Until it’s all redeemed
Hundred years spent waiting
For a glimpse of what is true

Keep on doing the same things
Until you’re deemed insane
Give it another chance
The river, you know, can wait

Days like this
The sun will never shine
Wasting hours waiting for
A day that never comes

There is no light
Inside a neutron star
I can never find the words
And I don’t have the will to sing

There is no light
The years won’t turn to shame
I will never find the way
And yet I do still play.

A Neutron Star

Impotence

The smile you have
when I touch your hair
sweet dreams of September just past

Then I reached to grab your hand
So happy you seem to be with me

When I look at you asleep
Am I being creepy or just in love?

Among the many things
I'll always remember of you
The shadow of your smile
When I blink an eye at you

The smile you had
When I wrote that song
Who knew it could all sound different

The way it feels 
When you hold me close
The world doesn’t seem to be all bad

When I think about it all
I see there’s nothing to be afraid

Among the many things
I’ll always remember these
Tour eyes wide open when
I talked about some nonsensical facts.

The Smile You Have

What I Feel at Times

Di Necessità

Quando dentro hai un sole spento 
Quando sola rimugini i giorni

Quando dentro hai solo pianto
E solo desideri niente

Quei giorni che non vuoi parlarmi
Fissi il vuoto, le solite cose

Lascia solo che ti parli
Hai visto mai che ti faccia ridere

Lasciami entrare
Nei tuoi pensieri nascosti

Lasciami parlare ancora di noi
Che male vuoi che faccia

Quando pensi sia abbastanza
Niente per cui valga la pena

Giorni spesi a preoccuparsi
Aspettando che cali la sera

Le ore che siamo lontani
La pioggia che spazza le strade

Lascia solo che ti stringa
Hai visto mai ti venga da ridere

Lasciami entrare
Nei tuoi pensieri nascosti

Lasciami parlare ancora di noi
Che male vuoi che faccia

Un Sole Spento

Compulsion

Just an amateur bass player out of his spare bedroom. This is where I put the random bits I come up with while playing to keep track of my days, like a sound diary. Like many other endeavours, it's all mostly incomplete and unfulfilled.

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