Altitudes for flute and harp (2012)

Live recording from the Atlante Sonoro 2022 Festival Rome (Italy)
Freon Ensemble
Giuseppe Pelura flute and Nazarena Recchia harp.

"Down along the fjord I am about to soar, among birds, forests and clouds when I remember not having wings ... or maybe finally yes."

"Giù lungo il fiordo mi sto per librare, tra uccelli, foreste e nubi quando ricordo di non avere le ali... o forse finalmente sì".

In memoriam di Elisa Del Simone (1964-2011)

Altitudes for flute and harp

Broken Chains

THE CALL prod Big Jon

MORGUE prod GoodJohn

GOTHIC prod GoodJohn

DAY TO DAY

shouts out the homie Red $now for letting me post this!

heres the lyrics to my verse:
"dont try to tell me stay calm 
when I hop on a beat
I wont do shit 
because im constantly 
lost and I'm beat
bong rip
and a grip on the thoughts that I keep
(grip on the thoughts that I keep)

I'm fucking sick of all you bitches 
that's talking to me
I've been by myself
so when I fall you ain't coming with me
you got another man up in that bed
you ain't cumming with me
(bet you ain't coming with me)

I guess that I dont give a fuck
sorry for the beef
the innocence was left up on that kiss
placed on the cheek
plague is placing itself where its weak
like plaque on the teeth
(plaque on the teeth)

I guess I'll be here by myself
when I vibe to the heat
discreet 
face up in a sheet 
dont know if it's me
keep
thoughts you keep of me
to yourself if you speak"

solid ground (feat. Red $now)

Break'em - Prod Geist (rough mix)

(1/3)
you left me waiting for a text back
met you a while ago, i had to get that
you dont wanna talk, i get that
the least you could do is respond to me
(2x)

i’ve been waiting for a while
theres no emotion, not even a smile
i would walk a thousand miles
to see your face, if you let me go to your place

you left me waiting for a text back
met you a while ago, i had to get that
you dont wanna talk, i get that
the least you could do is respond to me
(2x)


the least you could do is respond to me
(4x)

text back

By me

Lyrics:

A reflection
Cracked and bleeding 
on the floor
Silent film on a broken phone
Static whispers in the hall

Weight that bends the spine
A forgotten broken design
Oh it calls for something more
Oh it calls your name

It calls it calls 
It calls 
It calls it calls 
It calls
It calls
It calls

Don't you know who you are
Don't you know who you are
Don't you know who you are
Don't you know who you are

A mysterious device is upon me
ghost in the circuitry
A fall in the stars in the night sky
When lights move throughout
My life line!


Shape...less
Weight...less
A quiet cell 
You memorized the prison well
The echo now is all...
You are..
Just a fading...
vibration..
In a jar
In a jar
In a jar

Don't you know who you are
Don't you know who you are
who you are
Don't you know?

The picture won't develop
The future can't be swallowed 
In anguish 
Your painted pictures

It calls it calls 
It calls
it calls It calls 
It calls
It calls
It calls for me!

Don't you know who you are
Don't you know who you are
Don't you know who you are
Don't you know who you are

Who you are

TASCAM DR-22WL

White Rabbit

ImReallyDead aka JAMESDEANX,  prolific song writer and singer . 
This is my therapy 
and I feel a need to use 


  
Bipolar
Aquarius

THE CALL prod Big Jon

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