absolument merveilleux : une musique capable de se hausser à la hauteur de l'avion , de la poésie tragique du ciel de la "terre des hommes", c'est rare et précieux, comme le moment heureux dont on sait la perte au moment même où le goûte!!! Vous êtes d'incroyables artistes!!!

What imperfections? ;) Amazing song, guys! Bravo!

Haunting lyric, but it is the way you sing and play that gives this song such impact.  Your piano phrases are expressive as is your singing, expressive and beautiful.

with each bar the song becomes more and more beautiful

Lyrics 

Can’t shake the feeling 

I made my way home 
To my television 
Tried to sell my soul
But didn’t have permission

No one knows 
Im the second coming 
I’ve failed on my own 
But I’ve had the calling

Live your life in reverse
And you feel your cursed

Can’t shake the feeling 
Can’t shake the feeling 

Your demons unearthed
Hiding in the masses 
I’m shouting up first 
Sat on the second class list

Life Live in reverse
And your feel your cursed 

Can’t shake the feeling
Can’t shake the feeling 


Live your life in reverse 
Feel like your cursed 

Can’t shake the feeling
Can’t shake the feeling

V3- 
Your moneys no good 
Can’t buy your way out 
But if you act like you should 
Please Whisper don’t shout 

Live your life in reverse 
Feel like your cursed 

Cos They seek to destroy 
Your world is their toy
You stand in line 
And you nod in time 
The worlds at your feet
But it feels like a defeat 

Bridge)
Can’t take this 
It’s mayhem 
Time to take your  
Medicine 

Some Angels 
Some demons 
Deal your fate in an instant 

Can’t shake the feeling  
can’t shake the feeling 
Can’t shake the feeling

Life Live in reverse
Cant find the meaning 
Feels like you’re cursed
Can’t shake the feeling x3

Cant shake the feeling

Lyrics :
"The moon sucks up the moistness vibrating in the evening and covers itself with a delicate bloom.
The blue ploughshare of the crescent opened a furrow of lust;
The stars dance horny and milky; Shepherds' flutes try out a chord.
Everything flows and is lost drop by drop...Breathe ! The moon is tainted and my mind is incandescent !
Our Centaur, irritated by the vampire's flight, rears in the pride of escaping the night. 
I come to you with the red moon of April, with the warm summer storms, elusive and mysterious, triumphant and humble. 
And you beg for your servitude and the ethereal caress of my voice. And you praise my mineral beauty, as my feet splash in the fountain of your desire.
In the light of the candles, you inhale the fragrance of my obsessions.
Like a Byzantine idol, I strut on the tower, stiff and sparkling with ivory and gold, and dance to the musical ecstasy of our rhythmically beating hearts. Your desire caparisoned with pride cracks under the lascivious cadence of my venerated feet.
Dew, intrinsic ecstasy, O beautiful evanescent wave, I resolve like a discobolus around the persistence of time.
Like a horse annoyed by a buzzing bee, you vibrate and shake, and imprint your rhythm on my hips. You would like my apex, desire my lagoon. You leave my reef for my confluence.
Desire my desires, enjoy your confusion. Your pleasure ties you to the altar, helpless and craving. And you discover that you’re the sacrifice. 
And we sanctify our intimacy in the chemistry of our moans, in the harmony of our scents, in the immemorial language of our bodies. "

Obsessions #1 - Rainy Jazz

Please enjoy an instrumental trip through an industrial forge of alchemical consciousness...

This journey will continue.

Alchemical [Instrumental]

Aequorin

Well hello. What else can happen today to brighten our world? Maybe listening to some music? Maybe not? In essence, the song title: Nothing To Lose speaks to this. Today might improve after I post this song, and you get a chance to listen to it. How could it make the day any worse? (The song is not THAT bad.Hahaha). But enough of that. I learned something while recording this… sometimes, I need to lighten up on how much I press down on the slide (slide guitar). Give the string(s) a chance to ring out. Years ago, when I began to play slide, I could hear that because I occasionally would bump into the frets/fretboard with the slide, oops…. But in the same breath it is OK to lay into the slide when necessary, especially when playing chords. I also learned something about singing. My voice has so many permutations, not all good, and often the tenor and tone of it can easily change during a song… hence the choruses in the second half of this song. Haha. In a tender moment of a song my voice might go from baritone to soprano, which is hilarious to me. So I will explore different expressions of voice within the same vocal range and see how that goes. Any suggestions? I tried to add some homemade percussion…Big fail, so I’ll keep working on that. Anyway, hope you like this song. In other news, I have been able to do quite a bit of gardening lately. It can still snow here, so I only put hardy plants out. I transplanted a bunch of lettuce, kale, broccoli and cabbage seedlings I grew from seed. The lettuce seed came from seed I collected from bolted lettuce plants from last season. Ever see bolted lettuce? It can grow over 3 feet tall. Impressive. Also planted a mess of snow peas as they say. How’s things going with you? Hope all is well. Mark

Lammbone's Album

Nothing To Lose

Created a long time ago, sometime in the eighties, inspired by Saint Exupéry classic short novel. I'm just playing the piano and singing some vocals, minimalist arrangement. With time I may do more takes to handle the imperfections.

Aircraft engine sound captured by Thomas Ryder Payne.

E as cartas voavam.
Chegavam do céu as respostas,
até que o vento se fartou do abuso.
O homem na torre empalideceu,
ao ver que a hora da chegada
só trouxe o silêncio do céu vazio...
Apáticos esperámos na noite o cantar do teu motor.
O socorro amigo subiu e desceu em vão.
Nenhum vestígio. Nenhuma cruel constatação.
Subitamente percebo que o tempo estava cansado de ti...
Ajuda-me.
O que é que eu vou dizer em tua casa?
Como é que eu vou explicar o teu fim?
Milhões de estrelas não dizem nada,
e brilham, como a rir-se de mim,
beijando a sul o mar, a leste o rio,
a oeste a dor, a norte o frio.
Oh céus! Oh vida!...

Quando cheguei à tua porta, um gira-discos tocava.
Roda que dança de luto, lembrança a girar
trinta e três por minuto, para me enfeitiçar.
Ai silêncio, vem-me ajudar.
Vê que as linhas da mão não me fazem chorar.
Roda triste, de onde vem teu pesar?

Vol De Nuit 2024

Halo

- We Become what we are 

-Nous devenons ce que nous sommes

Courtoisie (Original Mix)

song

The Earth Love

Watcher of the Skies (Remix)

sometimes it still hurts

*** NOTE June 2024: Generative AI is becoming amazingly powerful. Nothing against it. Just to avoid the confusion and embarrassment of finding ourselves praising and encouraging mindless algorithms, I believe it would be nice for us to always disclose its usage in our tracks. What do you think?  ***

Hello, welcome to my page.

I've been making music with Pedro Castro since 1972. At the time, we created the alternative rock band Petrus Castrus. The music I'm placing here are just the home recordings of ongoing projects and ideas. I created a few playlists (Inéditos) according to language (PO - Portuguese; EN - English; SP - Spanish; FR - French; IT - Italian), and also for concept albums (Três Jardins). There are two long tracks (Mediterrâneo and Isaías) for full concept albums. A playlist called Synergies gathers the collaboration projects with other musicians in the fantastic SoundCloud community.

Petrus Castrus edited records can be found on Spotify and Soundcloud. See the Facebook Petrus Castrus page for more details, including comments about the recordings uploaded here. 

We are both amateur musicians, i.e. music lovers. As for me, I'm just an electrical engineer with a master in AI that really loves creating music and use it to share ideas. That is why all tracks include lyrics or texts.

Enjoy!

Vol De Nuit 2024

José F Castro - JFC (Petrus Castrus)

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