Interesting.. entertaining.. I enjoyed you singing with a different accompaniment. Lovely

A very special atmoshpere with the toy piano and the eclectic voice acrobatics!

Oh baby, since you’ve been my lady, we’ve always stood up for what is right
Oh baby, can’t you see that maybe, this time we’ll have to stand and fight

Dark desire, homes on fire, some aspire to become war lords
Hearts divided, hate united, the world is quiet it’s the eve of war

Oh lady we must protect our babies and bring them to a better place
Oh lady these grown up games amaze me, this has become a war of race

Oh the world has let its children down
Oh the world has let its children down

Oh lady when will life show mercy and bring light to our darkest days
Oh lady nothing can console me I want you with me when I say

Oh the world has let its children down
Oh the world has let its children down

The World Has Let Its Children Down

Momma’s Home Cook’n

Verse 1
Roosters crow’n with the morning light - and we rise at the brink of dawn
Coffees on hot and it’s say goodbye to tired eyes, get your britches on

Pre-Chorus 1
Fields need tending 
Horses need grain
Working hard in the Sun and the pouring rain
Tired as a dog at the end of the day
Then it’s grits - and we all
Come runnin

Chorus
Ohhh, it’s like a country song
And we’re all gonna sing along
We love Mommas home cooking
Daddy by the fire 
Drinking whiskey, telling stories
Till the night is gone 

Verse 2
Bareback on the trail and we’re riding high
That’s how it’s done here on long day stables 
Hauling to the shows another rodeo
Yeah, it’s on, and we’re running the table 

PreChorus 2
Driving all night 
Horses need grain
Riding hard in the sun and the pouring rain
Tired as a dog at the end of the day
Then it’s grits and we all come running

Chorus
Oh, it’s like a country song
And we’re all gonna sing along
We love Mommas home cooking
Daddy by the fire 
Drinking whiskey, telling stories
Till the night is gone 

Bridge into Solo
And we all come running home 

Verse 3
40 years later and I’m driving by but it’s gone, another subdivision
No fields, no silo, the barn and the house all gone, all gone

Outro
But in my memories,
The horses need grain, and we’re riding hard in the sun and the rain.
Im still tired as a dog at the end of the day
I yell grits, yeah, I’m always running home
And we all come running home

Personal Earthquakes

Momma's Home Cook'n

Mommas Home Cooking

will you hold me
when we are old in
years of gold when
knees are wobbly
that would be lovely

and will you scold me
when I'm being a jackass
or only fill up my glass
and make it salty
that would be lovely...
that would be lovely!

I know your love is something I can't win at
of course I've been at
it plenty of times
I know we've yet to find the thing I'm good at
oh, no, could that
thing be rhymes?!

and even though it's fairly useless
when the pushes
come to shove
I like the way you work it—
get all your kisses 
from being tough

mmbop-pu-bam
mmbop-pu-bam
ba-dam-pa-day

will you console me
when my thoughts get silly
squat upon a diddly
and my reasoning faulty
that would be lovely

and will you hound me
if I'm napping on a Monday
snoring like a runway
or will you ignore me?
that would be lovely...
that would be lovely!

don't even try to fight the feeling
the thought alone is killing me right now
as long as we can break a ceiling
I'm more than willing
to moan & howl

and even though it's fairly simple
many of us will fail the test
mama said knock you out
mama said knock you out
still like the way you work it
as we walk in fields of gold...

[instrumental break]

oh will you hold me
when my vision gets blurry
nose & ears furry
will you chide me softly
yeah, that would be lovely

and will you serve me
(serve me?!)
a final notice when I'm lazy
short of pushing daisies
yeah, you own me
and it is lovely

yeah, it is lovely!

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Lovely

Radio City:  Requiem for One of "the Great Ones"

[From the forthcoming 2023 full-length release, The Final Testament of Erysichthon, Vol. 2]

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- Written, arranged and performed by Daron Anthony Randolph

V1.
Hey there, man!  How ya been?  It's been a long time.
Oh, yeah - the rumors are swirling all over town
I can feel it in their eyes.
So what if they know
I'm the loneliest soul they've ever seen?
It just doesn't matter, if I've lost that queen.
Oh, no.

Ch.
So I'm boarding this redeye to NYC
Doubtful that she will even see me
In Radio City.
(I've got to go to Radio City.)
Suspect she might have more to confess,
But seems she's moved on nevertheless,
in Radio City.
Where my heart stopped beating:
Radio City


V2.
'Mornin', sir.  Checking in, yes.  It's been a little while.
Oh, no - this time the room'll just be for one.
It's that "plus-one" that I'm here to find.
Tell me - so, have you caught the show yet?
Oh, I'm sure it's still the bee's knees.
But this time I'm here to find out if she truly don't want me
No more.

Ch.
So I boarded a redeye to NYC
Doubtful that she will even see me
In Radio City.
(Oh, I had to get here! Radio City!)
Suspect she might have more to confess,
But seems she's moved on nevertheless,
in Radio City.
Where my heart stopped beating:
Radio City.

Br.
I thought I'd heard that if love could make it there
That love could make it anywhere
But by the time I had stepped in the place, I knew
My ears had lied on love's name

Ch.
So I'm boarding the first thing from NYC
'Cause that girl, she wouldn't even see me
At Radio City.
(Oh, no, no, no!  Radio City.)
Suspect she still has more to confess
But she's already found new love, more or less,
At Radio City.
Where my heart's still bleeding:

That's Radio City.
(end)


All music and lyrics copyright 2020 Daron Anthony Randolph / SNC Music.  All rights reserved.

Radio City: Requiem For One Of "The Great Ones"

Radio City: Requiem For One of The Great Ones [NOW AVAILABLE ON ALL MAJOR STREAMING PLATFORMS!!!]

Only small bits emerge from the mist.
Where's the mind been hit? years of insanity.
The best ones have only good intentions.
But they're not strong. Curse your humanity.
A loud sound from somewhere within you.
It's not allowed, a strain on the sinew.
A burden and you're a latecomer.
A silence crept right in among us.

The throne where they sit.
And your dealings with it.
A house is just bricks.
And a homes there to split.
A family can be both a blessing and curse.
In the mist castaway now, for better or worse.

A stormy horizon.
May offer some truth.
An escape from the silence,
A room with a roof.
A glint in the corner of any minds eye.
But no, somethings missing, it's all been a lie.

Oh we fall out, the cloudy abyss.
Trudging wet legs, down from the mist.
Hang your ceiling, spongy wet moss.
Girl I'm no fool,  no one's my boss.
No good longing, life passes by.
Some weeks turn to years, we all use our eyes.
A plain daunting, return to a home.
To seek more time, stuck out alone.

A seat where you sit,
and just stare into space.
A friend that's gone missing.
You must have a case.
The tacit acceptance of any old lie.
The mist can appear in the blink of an eye.

The dragon's they drew, on the edges of the maps.
Who refused to submit? Who refused what they lacked?
The laughs of the sailors who'd been there before.
A knife in The Temple, you know what's in store.

Down we go.
Down we go.
On we go.
On the road.

Down we go.
Down we go.
On we go.
Down the road.

Only some bits, emerge from the mist.
As your mind flits, back into sanity.
The worst things, happen to people.
Forget your middle class apathy.
See you, I know what you're thinking.
Not clever, what's with the drinking?
A mean look, in your minds eye.
The years roll, life passed you by.

The throne where they sit.
And your dealings with it.
A house is just bricks,
And a homes there to split.
A family can be both a blessing and curse.
In the mist, castaway now, for better or worse.

The small bits, that emerge from the mist.
The mind takes its hits, proof or profanity.
The best one, only good intentions.
But not strong, curse my humanity.
A quiet voice from somewhere within you.
Say's no more. not what I'm into.
No burden, forge into winter.
The mist rolls. The mist that you enter.


The Mist

A re-recording of an old song I originally wrote & released in 1988

Don't cry now sunshine
You brighten up my day
Don't cry, it'll be alright now
Wipe your tears away

If you need a friend to rely on
Come to me for a shoulder to cry on
If it seems your life has gone all wrong
Let me be your hope to get by on

Love can move the mountains
That stand in your way
Love can swim the oceans
That swept you away
Swept you away

May your tears dry now sunshine
Time will heal all your wounds
They'll fly away
They'll fly away

© 1987 John Mendenhall

Sunshine

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This was the result of my first assignment for ThinkSpace Education's Orchestral Composition Bootcamp course.

Background image by Joshgmit on Pixabay: https://bit.ly/49AgTcs

Resolute

By Stephanie Rodriguez M.:

- Backing Vocals/Harmony
- Lead Vox
- Mix and Master
- Vocal Editing/Cleaning
- Final Master WAV – For streaming platforms

Piano part/melody (inspired by something by JS BACH and Fryderyk Chopin (Yamaha U3 acoustic piano tuned to 432 Hz), words and cover art by Ivano Bersini (painting by www.instagram.com/sedecaru_alina/)
                                               
                                                         °°°
We are the light in the world,
We are the colours in life

We are the Humanity again,
now in this moment
We in life
as a source of beauty
souls
souls

We are the Humanity again,
now in this moment
                                                 °°°

 (Original Italian version)

Noi siamo la luce nel mondo,
noi siamo i colori nella vita

Noi siamo ancora l'Umanità,
adesso in questo momento
Noi nella vita
come una sorgente di bellezza
anime
anime

Noi siamo ancora l'Umanità,
adesso in questo momento.

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Humanity Again

Grim Live @ Old Ironsides 11/18/2023

Take Away The Madness With You

I was born in Brescia on the third of October, 1974.

I write and publish poems and piano music. I made all the published tracks myself.
(For poetry:
I have previously published: The Sunlight – Poetry in the Heart of the night/Playing in the Garden – Virginia and Me/A new Journey/Within ourselves, beyond the stars/Soul and Pleasure – Eros Poetry/Memories/Eyes Heart Soul/Metamorfosi Metamorfosis Metamorfoses Metamorphosis Метаморфоз/Fiabe incendiarie Cuentos incendiarios Зажигательные сказки Incendiary Tales/Lilith/Images/Light/Impressions/Carillon (Fable poems Favole poesie)/Visioni/Bagliori dorati/Resplandores dorados/Bellezza Belleza/Caterina/Anima/Soul/Poesie d'amore/Emozioni/Rose fiorite/Sensazioni/Viaggio onirico /Cerotti per l’anima/Poesie di ferro bruciato/The future does gymnastics.

“Between winter and paradise” was written by Fátima Rocío Peralta García. I also contributed to the creation of an Akkuaria anthology.

In particular, I was awarded third prize ex aequo at the first annual “Tribute to Emilio Greco” Literary Award on 18 December, 2010, in Catania and at the International Competition of Poetry, Prose, Figurative Arts La Finestra Eterea, I received 2nd place for both single poem of the 2015 edition and the 2017 Lilith edition, and 4th place in the 2019 edition for Carillon.

On 24 November 2018 in Forte dei Marmi, I received a diploma of honour with mention of commendation for Lilith and the single poem “Canzone” at the International “Buonarroti” Awards – 4th Edition; in the next edition, on November 30, 2019, I received the Poetry Prize for kids for Carillon.

For Carillon, again, on November 24, 2019, I received the Premio Leandro Polverini 1st place in the dream poetry category with the following reasons:

the entire collection is traversed by a happy tension towards the good, terrestrially consisting in the friction exerted by the living descending towards that ineluctable and always imminent future, which obeys entropic law. In the texts, phonic influences run and intertwine, the beyond-sky and beyond-time that offer us much more than an extraordinary expressive ability of the Brescian author and his evident predisposition in capturing dreamlike, subtle, and mysterious sensations.

(The president of the jury Luciano Catella).

In 2014, I conceived and organized the first annual International Literary Contest POESIE NEL PAGO DELLA MITRIA as a perfect way to rediscover the beauty inherent in every human heart by visiting a sacred place.

Poetry represents one of the ways of going deep into the very essence of ourselves while dwelling on everyday experience, and thanks as well to receiving daily feedback from other people.

Humanity Again

Ivano Bersini

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