Your instrumentalls combined with your vocals created a captivating song..
Bravo my friend
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abacadabra i'm casting spells and changing you in what you already are,momma rapper, you're my star!

Great Vocal Performance, dear Jessica 👍

neat intro..suspenseful sort of..."only one color when we all bleed"'. like the intensity of the beat/music and great lyrics..150is cool.very intense and effective through 300. great stuff. right with you on the message..

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01 - Spitfire Audio - Appassionata Strings - Cellos (6) - Legato
02 - Spitfire Audio - Appassionata Strings - Violins 1 (8) - Legato
03 - Spitfire Audio - Appassionata Strings - Violins 2 (6) - Legato
04 - Spitfire Audio - Hans Zimmer Strings - 60 Cellos - Long

Appassionata Strings V2

Nobody Gives A Fk

Ars Existentiae | The Art of Existence: Composed, arranged, performed and produced by Evandro B. Lira aka Vintage Mutation.


From the Latin ARS EXISTENTIAE, which translates to "The Art of Existence", it points out that at its core, all existence corresponds to the Primordial Manifestation, emanated from a single point.

"The musical composition has in its introduction the first impressions of the primordial manifestation, still contained in the ethereal. In the main theme, one can notice the subtle harmony design for the architecture of worlds. Consequently, already in the dense sphere of the manifested universe, the melody translates into the complexity and multiplicity of forms, to then end with the return to the ethereal, where the end of all things will be identical to the beginning, yet added to the experiences acquired over the period".

Ars Existentiae

Rising For Air (G. Di Nunno)

It's now to throw aside and bleed
Out the poisons I've collected
That span that took more than gave
Open arms to leave rejected

All that pressure building
Attempts at fitting in
Followed scripts as written
Left stricken from the spin
That rise for air
Rising.

Remembered how you laughed me down
Once the aura lost its luster
And joined the band of lonely ghosts
Isolated, cold, to shudder.

Friends fled through the back door
As scissors cut the ties
Got the hand-down remnants
With footprints left by spies
That rise for air
Rising.

It all depended on a former vision
The effort given rewarded with tension
A lightened hatred as the months were flying
Became a new scene; tell me how that happened?

Where stares were hard
A lightened mood
Has entered here
And washed away.
What led to this
Is memory
To part and go
Not looking back.
Rising
Rise for air
Rising
Rise for air.

All lyrics and musical performance by Gino Di Nunno
Copyright 2024.

#8. Rise For Air

This is an old song that was orginally called 'Flowers in Your Head'  begun in the late 70s by my dad and his friend. He completed it in the 90s and recorded it with a local band (we can't fully remember it). Having not come up with much myself lately,  I was inspired again when remembering how much I liked this, so I re-wrote it again with some different words,  and probably ruined it. 
Melody by Rob Benson (Verse, Chorus) and The Cobbled Moth (Middle 8, or whatever its called). Lyrics by The Cobbled Moth, and Hoppo (who wrote the first verse and part of second).

Cooler is slang for jail. The Song of Songs is worth a study. Beno of LCR FM is in there and the Azerbaijan link. 

Phone recording 24.12.24. 

When I'm feeling lonely and my life is dead and I feel so useless that my face is red 
And I know I can't get away 
The cooler's in my head 
The coolers in my head, the cooler's in my head no no no no oh
Well I turn the radio way down low DJ D says not to go
Back to Stockholm yeah I'm alone just like they said 
The coolers in my head, cooler in my head no no no no oh
You're locked up in a teacup
Diagnoses all wrong 
Bad domain, rage in vain
For lost Song of Songs
Even though you fled
The coolers in your head cooler in your head wo oh oh oh
Where we met was Persia but the north turned red, later left turned right
The same families led 
And I know I can't get away the coolers in my head 
The coolers in my head, cooler in my head No no no no oh 
Cooler in my head, Cooler in my head oh oh oh 




The Cooler's in my Head (collaboration)

FACE

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Composition made in September 2024 and edited in January 2025

When I started composing I put a simple photo on my profile of a landscape where an important photovoltaic and solar installation near Seville stood out and which I visited for professional reasons.

About 10 Years ago I changed it for another one (the current one) where I blur my face (I admit that I'm a bit shy about these things).

After sending several photos of myself to the people I've collaborated with, I thought that maybe it's time to make myself known as I am now to the rest of the people who don't follow me.

A face is no longer just that...that's why I've simply called this composition face.

9 tracks of the native MS2 instruments and Xewton forum.
1 track OB dx
2 tracks X pad
1 track Sunrizer
1 imini Arturia.

Mix: my car (Parked)
DAW Music Studio 2
Hardware ipad.

Photo...Myself.

Thank you very much for all these years of support and comments.

Paco.


Next composition: Sun &Soul (Collaboration with Osc Project)

Face

Voici un nouveau Titre "Mystique"
Une analyse qui se fait quelques fois sur le chemin ou parfois reviennent ces questions que l'on se posent, j'ai imaginé un père qui parlerait à son enfant, un peu comme si le divin nous parlait pour nous guider sur une route dont nous avons nous-mêmes nos propres clés pour y accéder. je vous souhaite une très bonne écoute.

voici 2 Livres qui m'ont touchés que je veux vous transmettre :

Les enfants du verseau de Marilyn Ferguson
Evolution consciente de Barbara Marx Hubbard 

Paroles :

Là-haut sur mon étoile
J’ai traversé la voie lactée
Je t’envoie des pétales
Afin qu’ils viennent te caresser


N’ais pas peur que s’achève
Ton intuition parfois si chétive
C’est au fond de tes rêves
Que les pensées sont positives


Prépare bien ta route
Pour trouver ce jardin magique
Libre, sans le moindre doute
Une potion féérique et mystique


Ne regarde plus en arrière
Oublie les troubles du passé
Cette route est éphémère
Demain tu sais, tout peut changer 





Je sais très bien qu’au fond de toi
Subsiste un bonheur caché
Tu dois retrouver la joie
Afin de nouveau t’exprimer


Assumer tes idées
Même quand les autres n’y crois pas
Lâcher prise, te libérer
De ce qui ne fait plus le poids


Tu es plus forte que ce que tu crois
Après le désert, une oasis
Te ressourcera, te rafraichira
En refermant les cicatrices


Il y aura des épreuves
De toutes tu vas te relever
Je ressens très bien ta peine
Alors n’oublie jamais que je t’aime

little bird asks his brother the golden eagle
to show him the path of light to escape the violence of the tear’s valleys
because he wants to become a medicine man
to heal the world

Sors un peu de ta bulle
Tu peux maintenant ouvrir tes ailes
Ne sois plus incrédule
Donne-moi juste un peu de tes nouvelles


De loin, tu sais que je t’observe
Sache que tu as le libre arbitre
Appelle-moi si tu veux que je te serve
Je t’attendrai derrière la vitre


Je te souhaite tellement de bonheur
De découverte de toute sorte
Ouvre la porte petite fleur
Sors de ta zone de confort


Tu dois te rappeler
En suivant toujours tout tes délires
Car il ne faut rien regretter
Il est maintenant temps de partir

Mystique

additional vcls B.Browning

SOME STORIES CAN’T BE TOLD
LIKE SOME LEGENDS OF OLD
YOU JUST HAVE TO UNFOLD THEM
UNTIL THEY NEVER END

JE M’AIME UN PEU BEAUCOUP A LA FOLIE PAS DU TOUT
PASSIONNÉMENT COMME UN FOU ET JE ME PENDS A MON COU

JE M’AIME ET TOUT À COUP AH JE NE M’AIME PLUS DU TOUT
JE TOMBE À MES GENOUX HIBOUX CAILLOUX JOUJOUX

LOVE ME LOVE ME NOT 
LOVE ME LOVE ME NOT

SOME PEOPLE CAN’T BE TOLD
je t’aime un peu beaucoup
SOME HEARTS OF GOLD
à la folie toujours et partout
ALL YOU CAN DO IS HOLD THEM
comme un fou
UNTIL THE VERY END
je t’aime un point c’est tout

SOME PEOPLE (Lyrics)

Instrumental versions open to singers/Versions instrumentales pour collab chant.
Original version : https://soundcloud.com/luceole/avenir


Avenir.

Comme un pauvre  Vagabond 
errant sur les chemins de sa  vie chiffon 
Comme un poète maudit 
Écrit sur le sable mouillé 

Refrain 
Ta  voie  est là, juste un premier pas  suffit pour partir 
laiss’ pas   la peur  te voler ton désir ton avenir

Copie le saltimbanque
qui jongle habile avec ses envies - envie 
La statue immobile
qui voudrait s’envoler  s’en aller


Comme une poussée de sève 
Réveille  ta vie , refleurit le Monde  tu rêve 
C'est dans cette  lumière qu’il te faudra tracer   ta route

Imagine le monde
C'est temps pour toi d’entrer dans la rond(e) tu vois 
C’est ça  C’est ce premier pas 
qui t’a fait saisir ta vie c’est  ça

!--- Translate

Future.

Like a poor Wanderer 
wandering the paths of his rag life 
Like a cursed poet 
Written on wet sand 

Refrain 
Your path is there, just a first step is enough to leave 
Don’t let fear steal your desire, your future

Copy the acrobat
who skillfully juggles with his desires - desire 
The motionless statue
who would like to fly away


Like a rush of sap 
Wake up your life, the world you dream of blooms again 
It is in this light that you will have to trace your path

Imagine the world
It's time for you to enter the circle you see 
This is it, this is the first step 
who made you grab hold of your life, that’s it

Avenir (Instrumental version)

A complete re-recording in the key played live. It was one of those recordings that sounded really messy. Dropping the fader on the acoustic guitar I'd started the whole thing off with revealed a different direction highlighting case and drums. It's about females who stand up for the community against arrogance and male chauvinism and I see them in my work environment - this song is about them..

Miss Rocket Launcher

Hey hey you this Joan of Arc - Miss Rocket Launcher
Love you sending into space – those flying saucers
Your eyes they dart and sense corrosion
You’re leaning forward in silky motion
You know who is fit to govern
For those who aren’t they get concussion
Your elbows dent the seats of power
Your rocket roars it’s getting louder

Hey hey you Sister of Mercy – Miss Rocket Launcher
Love it that they’re on your mind – the poor and poorer
When you sense their exploitation
Your voice it cracks and lips are brazen
I’d hate to be your target right then
A volley gone to crack their heads
We’re hungry like Cohen’s Partisan
We’ll force ‘em to the stones and hear the doors slam 

Room dust scatters as your strident voice rises
Tables go silent as you render the kaisers

Hey hey you this Mother Theresa – Miss Rocket Launcher
Can feel the warmth inside of you – and getting warmer
When they wallow in their greed
You let one go and make em all flee
I’m feeling for the hem of your gown
The reverent touch the best to be found
I know that you will win in the end
And sharing it with you – what a send

Ms Rocket Launcher

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