SPICY BLUNT

Emozioni in valigia (Testo e Musica di Flavio Pozzaglio)
Agenzia di Viaggi di Cristina Blanchetti)

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Ovunque tu voglia andare
Oltre ai confini del Madagascar oltre al mare

Non puoi più aspettare, il primo volo parte alle tre, that’s amore

Per l’Africa, Giamaica, India, Europa, America, Oceania,
All over the world

Emozioni in valigia , per cambiarti la vita
Una vacanza, da sogno fino in fondo
viaggiando per il mondo, mondo, mondo ... emozioni in valigia

Africa, Giamaica, India, Europa, America, Oceania,
in a different style

Ovunque tu voglia andare
per il sogno di una vita o con il tuo amore se vuoi
una vacanza speciale, per il tempo che puoi, vieni con noi

Nell’Africa, Giamaica, India, Europa, America, Oceania,
All over the world

Emozioni in valigia
ovunque vuoi … Let’s go parti con noi...

Africa, Giamaica, India, Europa, America, Oceania,
Africa, Giamaica, India, Europa, America, Oceania,
Africa, Giamaica, India, Europa, America, Oceania,
vuoi puoi

Africa, Giamaica, India, Europa, America, Oceania,
in a different style

Emozioni in valigia e ti cambia la vita … vola vola via con noi ...

Emozioni in valigia

it’s very good!

Emozioni in valigia Testo e Musica di Flavio Pozzaglio, Agenzia di Viaggi di Cristina Blanchetti , Indirizzo: Via Nazionale, 109/111, 25052 Piancogno BS, Viaggi Turismo, Musica, Reggae, Estate, Sole, Mare, Dance, Jingle, Flavio Pozzaglio Composer Author.

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Emozioni in Valigia

Taylor 114 CE (Strumming my guitar)
Logic Pro BeBop Organ (Playing my MIDI keyboard)
Logic Pro Classic Electric Piano (Playing my MIDI Keyboard)
Drums (EZ Drummer 3)
Bass (PG Music Real Track)
Vocals and Back up Vocals (me singing).
Copyright 2025 Joe Stroffolino
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Cover art:  photo of Halloween skeleton edited with Adobe stock images.
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Won’t You Please Just Go
Verse 1
It used to be that right and wrong were clear cut, black and white
And people had the courage still to stand and fight the good fight
It used to be that folks could bridge across the partisan divide
Do the right thing and set their differences aside
Now the tech bros want to colonize Mars, and create a brand-new utopia
And if you’re skeptical of their vision, you’re just a luddite with myopia
They’re dreaming of a world of like minds, a place with no dissent
But too much group think has a way of becoming malevolent

Chorus
Won’t you go, won’t you go, won’t you please just go
Get on that rocket ship and fly to Mars (good riddance)
You say you’ll build a better society on the fourth rock from the sun
But there’s lots of work on Earth that still needs to be done.

Verse 2
Columbus sailed west and began a bold new age of exploration
But life on a barren rock seems like a recipe for frustration
It’s easy to be seduced by all that science fiction snake oil
but once you get to Mars, it’ll be nothing but drudgery and endless toil

Bridge
Seems like there are better ways for billionaires to spend their cash
Than living in a tin can on Mars like high-tech trailer trash.
They say the higher you fly, the harder you can fall;
Why trade a living planet for a dusty red ball?

Verse 3
Things can get kind of messy down here on good old planet Earth
You can turn tail and and try to escape this place of humanities birth
You can wipe the slate clean but there’s something in our DNA
You can make people march in lockstep but eventually there will be hell to pay.


Chorus
Won’t you go, won’t you go, won’t you please just go
Get on that rocket ship and fly to Mars (good riddance)
You say you’ll build a better society on the fourth rock from the sun
But there’s lots of work on Earth that still needs to be done

Won't You Please Just Go (to Mars)

Mac , music , lyrics , vocals
Scotty , lyrics , vocals
Shane , lyrics , vocals 

True, I'm still in love with you
despite all the bullshit that we have been through.
Even though our hearts have been torn in two,
we can grow, be strong, and build atop the ruins. 
You know you're worth every ounce of fight I've got left in me and I can't try to rest knowing that I won't sleep until this is right. So, pick up and fight for this, darling. True love is calling. And if you are willing, we could be happy together a lifetime. But, is it worth it?

Don’t listen to his hippie shit 
If your your looking for the king of love it’s gotta be a brit
And I think I might be it
Or at least a little bit
I don’t know if you’ve heard about me ?I’m quite exotic , tall  and swarthy and more sensitive than most
And have you ever heard of Byron ?cos I’ve spent half of my life trying to resurrect his ghost
It makes me more adept to understand the fairer sex
Let me take you home 
Cos baby there’s been something I been meaning to tell you
The smiles you give to him are causing pure living hell to  my heart
Oh let’s not start that shit 
I’ll just regret it
And I know you know that my loves the strongest 
Probably cos I keep going on for the longest 
But Christ 
I’m so fucking nice
And yeah true love is calling
But I’m singing softly 
It might be worth stalling 
Cos true love is costly

So what is true love if it ain’t true at all ?
Is it calling?

Every ounce of fight

Lyrics: @user-264930040 (poet Peter)
Piano and composition for piano: Debra Buesking https://soundcloud.com/debra_buesking
Vocals, and vocal composition : Oddrun Eikli
Trumpet, studiowork and mix: Arne Hiorth


Debbies`s words about the piano composition:
"This piano composition takes its cues from Beethoven's Bagatelle "Für Elise". It seemed a bit of fun to give Beethoven's famous piece a new twist and so we have."

Thank you to my dear Debbie, Arne, and Peter, for this marvelous and joyful experience of working together. It brings so much JOY:)

An Autumn Pastorale

The year’s getting late, now summer’s sleeping
I contemplate how autumn’s creeping in.
Berries shining for the birds
As they harmonise each others’ words In a chorus like the angels heard.

The year’s getting late, for carefree living

Lazy times, with honest give and take.
Simple joys like baby smiles
And climbing hills to see for miles
The evening star switching on…year’s getting late

The year’s getting late, memories clinging
Better times, that sweet hope’s bringing in
The last of this year’s butterflies
Mother nature’s neat surprise

Can’t those days come back please? … year’s getting late.

Autumn Pastorale. Debra B. Oddrun E. Poet Peter. Arne H.

Second "piano post card", inspired by the view of a castle above a lake. The left hand stubbornly  repeats the same patterns over which the melody unfolds.

Le chateau sur le lac

Piano Post Cards II - Le chateau sur le lac

DRUMAX No. 70 // AUTUMNAL // Warm Colours in the Air ...
@joerxworx // Composition, Instruments, Arrangement, Tenor Saxophone, Mix
@docfritz // Rhythm Design, Awesome Drums & Percussion, Tracktitel & Cover
© 2025 | DRUMAX PROJECT | All Rights Reserved

DRUMAX // AUTUMNAL

Was discussing The Replacements with a friend and had the urge to write a tune in that vein, and, gosh, there was inspiration right there in the daily news.  This was a quick & dirty one day write &  record, but then quick & dirty seems to be the order of the day.

hey mr tangerine man you're not fooling me
I'm not stupid and we all know what you're trying to do
hey mr tangerine man you're not fooling me
and you know we won't be mourning when they're burying you

you rake the air incessantly with your heinous flapping lips
while your golf shirt hides your tits
and your tiny grey hands twitch
all the citizens feel gypped
we're all waiting for a massive stroke to do you in
i'm ready to move anywhere I want to emigrate
but come back for the parade past the golf course where you're laid
i'll fight the urge to urinate

Mr Tangerine Man

Atmospheric & soulful sax by Jörg: https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx

Deeper Light (Club Remix) feat. joerxworx

Première pensée   (Translated after French text )
Vidéo :  https://youtu.be/NYPOfarT2w0
Texte et chant : Muette
Musique : Alain Illos

Dans le vase de mon cœur
L’amour est à ras bord.
Dans le tien, une fleur
T'offre une nouvelle aurore.
Dans le sol de mon cœur
S’est ouverte une crevasse.
Le tien, d’heure en heure,
Se durcit et se tasse.
Dans la salle de bain
Où j'me rends présentable,
Je n'me trouve plus aimable
Et je te cherche en vain.
Mes yeux n’ont pas compris,
Immobiles dans la glace,
Butés comme des impasses,
Et ce corps inutile...
Quand viendra-t-il ce jour
Où ma première pensée
N'aura pas ton langage,
Où ma première pensée
N'aura pas ton visage,
Où ma première pensée
Sera d'boire un café ?
Je voudrais comme toi
Etre hors la loi d’amour,
Mais je suis condamnée
A te faire vivre toujours.
Je voudrais comme toi
Faire juste un demi-tour
Et t’avoir oublié.
Dis-moi comment tu fais.


First thought

In the vase of my heart
Love is overflowing.
In yours, a flower
Offers you a new dawn.
In the soil of my heart
A crack has opened.
Yours, hour by hour,
Hardens and settles.
In the bathroom
Where I make myself presentable,
I no longer find myself lovable
And I search for you in vain.
My eyes have not understood,
Motionless in the mirror,
Stubborn like dead ends,
And this useless body...
When will that day come
When my first thought
Will not be of you,
When my first thought
Will not be your face,
When my first thought
Will be to drink a coffee?
I would like, like you,
To be outside the law of love,
But I am condemned
To keep you alive forever.
I would like, like you,
To just turn around
And forget you.
Tell me how you do it.

Première pensée avec Muette

the quest for internal peace is never easy but a battle worth persevering with

You are almost there -

There is so much talent and variety here, and most of the people are pretty cool too. I love being part of this community. Listening to your music and being heard in return is enough.

Still reading? OK I'm gonna muse a bit. It's hard to fully convey how much this forum has meant to me. There are people I've never met that feel very much like old friends -- and in a very real way they are.
If I follow someone I make every effort to listen to and support their efforts. It's certainly not a transactional relationship but I do tend to limit my follows to people who engage in mutual listening and engagement. If you listen and leave a comment I always try to listen to *your* music when responding! If you follow at random without any feedback I hope you get something out of that too... ; )

Mr Tangerine Man

Jeff Roberts