Name: Alba by Gianni Tonello
Duration: 3 min 35 s
Description: 1992 - Il ricordo di tutte le notti passate ad inseguire un sogno. I bisogni dell'anima.

A winter's night...walking on newly-fallen snow, breathing in the crisp air, and gazing at a sea of dazzling stars in the sky while breezes create nature's song in the forest...Magical!

Winter's Night (Vinternatt)

1992 - Il ricordo di tutte le notti passate ad inseguire un sogno. I bisogni dell'anima.

Alba

RISE AND FALL

Electrified

Electrified (Feat. Laney Lynx)

yeah...coming back to life
The connection between classic and modern...there is so much in common to discover ;-)

Amazing Habitat

Track name: Paths of Fate
Composers: Torben Fugger
Interprets: Torben Fugger
Producer: FRESHTRACKS MUSIC LTD.
Release year: 2024
Duration: 3:13
ISRC code: CZ-D52-24-03170
Track: SPRT131#70 Paths of Fate
Label: Sprint
Album code: SPRT131
Album name: Driven By Emotions - Cinematic Orchestral Score
Track number: 70
Publisher: FRESHTRACKS MUSIC LTD.
HB code: SPRT131_70

Veröffentlicht von:
Sprint Music ISRC Code: CZ-D52-24-03119
Erscheinungsdatum :
15 January 2024

Driven By Emotions - Cinematic Orchestral Score

Paths of Fate

Paths Of Fate

℗© Copyright Ian Stokes. All Rights Reserved
Recorded, mixed and mastered in Logic.
Guitar played: Taylor 714CE in standard tuning 
Photography: Thanks go to Nigel and Libby Hume at Hume Photography.
Song Notes and Lyrics:
This song imagines one of those occasions when you by chance find yourself in a place where there is some great live music that somehow just seems right.....
Lyrics:
Somewhere in New York City
Or was it down in New Orleans 
Could have been in San Francisco
Or maybe it was all a dream
I was walking by an old blues bar-room 
When I heard somebody playing with some style
So I bought myself an ice cold beer
And listened for a while

Looked like he’d lived a whole life-time
Beard gone silver grey
The people in the place seemed spellbound
Happy just to hear him play
At home on stage under the spotlight 
Keeping time with his heel on the floor
I bought myself another beer
I stayed and Iistened some more 

He wore a fine silk waistcoat
Jacket on the back of his seat
Hat pulled down to his cheekbone
Boots tapping out that beat

He played until the bar-room closed
Right sound right time right place
He walked off into the night
With his old leather guitar case
Never knew his name
Don’t even know if he still plays
But I’ll picture that stage and hear that sound
For the rest…of my days

He wore a fine silk waistcoat
Jacket on the back of his seat
Hat pulled down to his cheekbone
Boots tapping out that beat

Fine Silk Waistcoat

Dark Ballet 2024

A song about how I came to learn to play the guitar and start to write songs. I am very sorry for the poor sound. But at the moment I can only record with my phone. That's why I have to play the song in one go. The drums are just the built-in drum accompaniment of my amplifier, which I switched on in this song after the first chords. I will buy an audio interface and try to find a DAW (free or not too expensive) - if you know a free one, you can send me a PM.
One day I will manage to get a better sound, I am sure! But for the first songs, only all live-played with the drums from my amp recorded via phone, since I cannot do more at the moment. Perhaps some like it nevertheless? I am a bit excited about pulishing my first track here...
Since someone asked for the lyrics:

Motörhead is dead
A song called Ramones brought me to them
In my girlsroom I learned to play the guitar
I knew that I would not get very far
When my teacher told us, Motörhead is dead
I wanted to find out the music they made
The music was so fast, the sound was so hard
A song called Ramones brought me to them
Another great band
A second hand guitar, amp from my brother, too loud for my mother
In my girlsroom, on my bed, with headphone on, guitar in hand
With every chord I felt more alive
Motörhead and the Ramones became my drive
I plug in my amp and turn on the sound
Playing Motörhead so loud
With Motörhead my journey had begun
Now I write songs one by one
I learn how to rock and run
And Motörhead lives on and on and on and on

Motorhead Is Dead

Fading Memories

PHUNK

Composer Pianist 

A few years ago I decided that my life had to change and I retired to the countryside where I can devote my time to music and nature. With the piano I write simple melodies that resemble stories. My style is a bit "Naïf", I haven't attended much academy, but this doesn't stop me from being able to express the musical creativity that surrounds me. Thanks to all those who appreciate and share my compositions. Good life.....

Alba

Gianni Tonello

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