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I Don't Want To Be Alone a track from my album 'The Reaper Anthem' the official record label store - https://hatmancan.ltd
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I Don't Want To Be Alone

"Sometimes beauty is having no plan”

This track is the opener from the album "About The Soul" that was featured mid July 2022 by BandCamp as a new and notable release.

They described the album as "utterly bewitching electropop with sublime vocal melodies that recall the glorious theatricality of ’80s new wave"

Click on the Bandcamp link to hear the whole album (available on vinyl and CD too)

About the Soul

Tramp in St Tropez

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Tramp In St Tropez

She Said

Soundscape Experiment #92

Wallet Full of Plastic (G. Di Nunno)

Born under a full moon, set footprints around here
Took the tone of madness, and made it very clear
Worked hard on a get-by, gave Jesus a last prayer
Wrapped the gifts in chances to thank him for his care.

Could have told you life's not easy
Though it sometimes can even out
Catch a break at the next hoedown
Where you might hand someone your doubt
With your pocket full of change,
And my wallet full of plastic.

Small towns are the barroom, stand up or you sit down
All the stories told there, the paradise they've found
Street drifter to nightlight, hands holding a thin bone
Wanting love to blossom, 'til the angels call them home

Repeat: Could have told you...

Wind blows the dust
The feeling's in the soul
That's how it is around here
Ooooh
There's no surprise
Unless it's linked to chain
Religion dries the tears
I came back, but I'm leaving again.

Church hymns and a strange twist, home folk just like myself
There reward is heaven, a Bible on the shelf
Sounds echo through tall trees, sweet music by tough love
Interlocks the fiber that makes them good enough.

Repeat: Could have told you...

All content written and performed by Gino Di Nunno
Copyright 2002, 2023
A song with a lot of religion references, but it is about more than that.

#4. Wallet Full Of Plastic

A song about embracing your own “ weirdness “ and fulfilling your dreams, despite the naysayers!!! It’s difficult, but achievable.., keep on going, and speak up … or get spoken for!!!🙏🙏 “ What immortal hand or eye, could frame your fearful symmetry?”-William Blake

Lyrics:
Consider my failures when I try 
To want to laugh and start to cry 
Emotions meant to serve my soul 
Are now my master in control 
Circumstances leading me nowhere 

And it’s gone this way for years 
I love affair with all my fearful symmetry
Well, please excuse my wide eyed wonder
When I’m forced down and trampled under
Your dirty feet again

So tell me, when will I be somewhere?
Close by here, or far from nowhere?
My poverty, it’s plain to see
My riches rags when you’re with me
I’m losing site so maybe you can see
Much clearer than me

And I’m not right if you’re not wrong
It’s been this way for way too long
Let’s talk it out let’s talk it over
Will you push me away or draw me?
Whichever you prefer

We’ve traveled down this road
So many times before
I’ve tightened down the screws
That hinge on your heart’s door
Hiding shadows in your eyes
I’m holding onto something
That was never mine
Never was it mine 

Let’s talk it out let’s talk it over

Fearful Symmetry

Stefano Manotti - La Storia Da Scrivere

Performed by Stefano Manotti

Music and lyrics by Stefano Manotti

All rights reserved ©

Produced and arranged by Giulio Carmassi (ex Pat Metheny group)

Executive production and mastering : Paolo Schianchi and OmniaMusica Recording Studio

TESTO
Confuso galleggiava 
Cercando la sua strada 
Pensando a quel sorriso
Di quando era partito 



E la notte non passava
Col vento un po’ sospeso
Parlò col primo uomo
Lasciandolo sorpreso
Sai perché sono qua 
Il sogno mi rende libero 
Lo so non mi giudicherai 
Siamo due storie da scrivere 


E quanta storia da scrivere
Per chi come te 
Non vive mai
Quanta ne scriverai 
E adesso dei sogni ti occuperai 





Lo so per te è strano 
Ma non sei tu il
Fallito
Soltanto per il fatto
Che non mi punti il dito 
Non mi hai guardato male 
Né dall’alto al basso
Sei solo inciampato 
Come molti sul mio passo





Sai ti ho capito già
Sei uno con troppa sensibilità 
E non sai quanto , quanto ti costerà 
Ma quante pagine che scriverai 



Quanta storia da scrivere 
Per chi come te
Non vive mai
Quanta ne scriverai 
E adesso per i sogni combatterai 



Ma in fondo sai
Siamo simili 
Ma non hai ancora perso come me
Chissà se questo mondo mi ricorderà 
Chissà se questo incontro ti servirà 


Quanta storia da scrivere 
Per chi come te
Non vive mai
Quanta ne scriverai 
E adesso per i sogni combatterai

LYRICS
He floated bewildered
Searching for his way
Thinking of that smile
From when he had departed
And the night wouldn't pass
With the wind somewhat suspended
He spoke with the first man
Leaving him surprised
Do you know why I'm here?
The dream makes me free
I know you won't judge me
We have two stories to write

And so much history to write
For someone like you
Who never truly lives
How much will you write?
And now you will take care of your dreams

I know it's strange for you
But you are not the failure
Just because you don't point your finger at me
You didn't look at me badly
Not from top to bottom
You just stumbled
Like many in my path.
You see, I already understand you
You're someone with too much sensitivity
And you don't know how much, how much it will cost you
But how many pages you will write

How much history to write
For someone like you
Who never truly lives
How much will you write?
And now you will fight for your dreams

But deep down you know
We're similar
But you haven't lost like me yet.
Who knows if this world will remember me
Who knows if this encounter will serve you

How much history to write
For someone like you
Who never truly lives
How much will you write?
And now you will fight for your dreams

La Storia Da Scrivere

Go With Me

Mr Kinnard

If Things Do Not Alter, They Will Remain The Same

I know your heart is aching
And I know the pain is real... 
I've seen you in your darkest
Devoured by the flames

We live, we love and we die together
In joy in sorrow in night in day

In this infernal night, we are waiting for the light
Through the mazes of the heart, through the darkness of the mind

We summoned the old
Turned our Mudd into gold

I've seen your deepest secrets,
I know the name of every demon you house
A dark legion fed by guilt... 
A black cloud of raging fear...

We live, we love and we die together
In joy in sorrow in night in day

In this infernal night, we are waiting for the light
Through the mazes of the heart, through the darkness of the mind

Like a flower thirsting for the sun...
You are waiting for the dawn
Everlasting night where all is dark
You are longing for the light

There are times we want to hide inside, in the constructs of the mind, but there are thorns and there's snakes, inside the shadows in the dark

In this infernal night, we are waiting for the light
Through the mazes of the heart, through the darkness of the mind

Nox Animae

"Indigenous" marks a return to the sound of my 2021 tribal/world percussion album "Vibrations Empowered Within". 
https://moodexhibit.bandcamp.com/album/vibrations-empowered-within

After a break I had a desire to revisit the sound palette that characterized that album.
For those that have resonated with the album I hope this is a welcome return, and for those that have not experienced the album, I welcome you to some free codes:
https://moodexhibit.bandcamp.com/yum

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Mood Exhibit - Indigenous

« Orphée et Eurydice »
Completed on Monday, September 11, 2023
« Orphée avait reçu de sa mère le don merveilleux
de la musique, alors les dieux lui avaient fait cadeau d'une lyre. Depuis, il jouait de l'instrument au gré de ses envies ou de sa mélancolie, pour le plus grand plaisir des êtres qui l'entouraient. 
Le poète n'avait aucun ennemi, pas même les bêtes féroces : charmées, elles finissaient toujours par s'étendre à ses pieds. Bien sûr, aucune jeune fille ne pouvait résister aux notes tendres et apaisantes que faisait naître Orphée, mais aucune ne trouvait grâce à ses yeux, jusqu'au jour où il rencontra l'envoûtante Eurydice. Leur amour était si profond et si pur qu'ils décidèrent très rapidement de se marier. Mais ce bonheur fut de courte durée... 
   Le mariage fut une fête pour tous les invités, 
chacun se réjouissant du bonheur des jeunes époux. Mais tandis qu'elle prenait l'air avec ses amies, Eurydice fut mordue par un serpent, et dans la prairie résonnèrent les cris des jeunes filles épouvantées.
Bientôt, Orphée parvint auprès de sa bien-aimée, inanimée. Le visage du jeune homme était transformé ; il ne pouvait laisser échapper ni larme ni cri tant sa douleur était grande. Comment pouvait-il perdre son épouse le jour même de leurs noces ? Et comment pouvait-il vivre sans celle qu'il aimait avec passion ? 
Cette idée lui était insupportable, aussi décida-t-il de descendre aux Enfers – le Royaume des morts – pour en ramener sa bien-aimée.
 Les Enfers étaient peuplés de créatures 
terrifiantes, toutes soumises à Hadès, le dieu des profondeurs de la Terre. C'est lui qui régnait sur les morts, interdisant à quiconque ayant pénétré dans son royaume d'en ressortir vivant. Ce dieu était si terrible, que les vivants n'osaient pas même prononcer son nom ! L'entrée de son royaume était gardée par Cerbère.
Certains disent qu'il avait 
trois têtes, d'autres cinquante, et d'autres encore, plus de cent ! Ce chien effroyable restait enchaîné devant la porte des Enfers pour terrifier les âmes qui cherchaient à s'y introduire. Mais Orphée n'eut aucun mal à adoucir le monstre... Une simple mélodie suffit à l'endormir, et il put passer la porte sans souci. Ce qu'il découvrit ensuite n'était guère réjouissant : les Enfers étaient un monde sombre, où coulaient de larges fleuves sans fond, un monde où les menaçantes Érinyes semaient la discorde, terrorisaient et punissaient à leur guise... Mais jamais Orphée ne fut inquiété. Il progressait, protégé par le son de sa lyre, et bientôt vit apparaître le palais d'Hadès et de son épouse Perséphone. Il entra sans peur et se présenta devant les dieux. « Que viens-tu faire ici ? » demanda Hadès de sa voix forte. Alors, pour toute réponse, Orphée entonna un chant incroyablement triste. Les notes de sa lyre emplissaient toutes les salles du palais, d'abord douces et mélancoliques, puis fortes et vibrantes, semblables à la douleur du poète. L'ensemble, bien sûr, était si enchanteur que les divinités infernales s'apaisèrent.
Hadès et Perséphone consentirent à laisser partir Eurydice. Mais ils y mirent une condition : tant qu'il serait dans le Royaume des morts, Orphée ne chercherait pas à voir celle qu'il était venu quérir. Le jeune homme acquiesça avec joie et se mit en marche, suivi de sa jeune épouse. 
Orphée aperçut rapidement la lumière du jour : ils 
allaient enfin quitter les Enfers. Mais, tandis qu'il songeait au bonheur qui les attendait, le jeune homme oublia sa promesse, et il se retourna pour contempler sa bien-aimée... Pour son plus grand malheur, car la jeune fille retomba aussitôt dans les abîmes. Orphée avait vu Eurydice pour la dernière
fois ! Le pauvre garçon en fut désespéré. Il tenta à nouveau de convaincre Hadès de lui rendre son aimée. Mais il n'eut pas de seconde chance ; le dieu resta insensible à ses supplications. Le poète se retira alors dans un lieu isolé où il chanta sa peine. Et nulle jeune fille ne put jamais le consoler ».

« Orphée et Eurydice » my new piece for flute, harp & recitant

Thanks to all of you, Synline will celebrate its 3rd anniversary on SoundCloud on September 20th. This song is part of Synline's SoundCloud 3rd-anniversary special program.
When my old friend Ken https://on.soundcloud.com/3rRoJ over to my studio, I had him create a basic track using my equipment. On the spot, I worked on adding several tracks to arrange it. It is our second collaboration on SoundCloud, with him being the guitarist like Dominic Miller of my band.

Composition by Ken
Composition and Sampling collage and mix by Synline 
Featured on the my new album 'Code Share'https://on.soundcloud.com/v4P9a

'Are You Ready?' Ken=Synline

Sunday Ballad 2023 Remastered

Believe

Somnus - 7 Birches

Scandinavian popadelic noire wrapped in both plastic and rusty chains... A synthesis between Jodorowsky and Astrid Lindgren... Everything dwells within the visuals of both color and sound, in the timeless story told by the logos within.


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