Immersed In Black - Dark Rock / Gothic Rock
IGNoRANZ from the album " FREAKSHOW"

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Composition & Lyrics: Daniela Alscher
Mixed & Mastered by Olympian Records
https://olympianrecords.de/

Lead Vocal: Frank Alscher
Vocal:  Daniela Alscher
Keyboard/ Synth: Daniela Alscher
Guitar:  Victor Palluch
Bass: Andreas Pachali
Beat - Maker: Andreas Pachali

Lyrics:

Mir geht es gut, ich bleib hier liegen.
Ich werde mich im Frieden wiegen,
denn meine Welt dreht sich nur um mich
 und das Schweigen bevorzuge ich.

Ich höre keine Kinder schreien,
kann mich von jedem Ruf befreien.
Meine Ohren sind voll mit Harmonie,
so schön geschlafen hab ich nie!


  Ich male alles rosarot...
  Enthalte dir den ganzen Tod…
  Ich bette dich in Sicherheit...
  verzaubere dich, du siehst kein Leid.

Ignoranz…..
Das ist Tanz der Ignoranz
Ignoranz…
Dreh mich im Kreis im purem Glanz
Ignoranz…
Geblendet und voll Firlefanz
Ignoranz…
hat nur das Ego Relevanz
Ignoranz……...

Ich lenk´ mich ab und saufe mich schön,
bin übersättigt und bequem,
vom kunsterzeugten Einheitsbrei,
den stopf´ ich mir in den Mund dabei!

 Nichts scheint mir wirklich interessant,
 den Kopf, den steck ich in den Sand.
 Beriesel mich mit heiler Welt, 
 das ist Musik, die mir gefällt!

   Ich zeige dir am liebsten und immer wieder,
   die Gleichen und Gewohnheitsbilder.
   Ich halt dich warm, bei jeder eiskalten Lüge,
   Du siehst nicht, dass ich dich betrüge.


IGNORANZ

Lliam, Chad, Malcolm & Gary reveling in the artistry that nature is.

Thru tunnels of tower towards starlight trees
Creating a canopy of effervescent green 
On to marshland by the sea
Where egrets glide to green grassed waters unseen

Mimicking cry from branches beyond
Answering warbling wren's plaintive song
Next to you is where I belong
But when I get there I find that you've gone

Cascading crescendo from crevasses high
On cloud fluffed mountains water whirls down by
Fields and meadows gaze at sun soaked sky
They speak of answers but don't ask why

What are you  are you (saying/insane)
Could it be  (are you /cause you're) speaking to me
Must be the artist's artist
It's living  living calligraphy

Any of Several Weasels

Calligraphy

AoSW - Calligraphy

White Cloud Blues

Cross the line written and produced by Jim Manser [jan 2020]

Whys it so hard to say the things i mean
are we just to outcasts from some forgotton scene
why is there a wall that i cant seem to climb 
and all the things i wanna say but im running out of time
I guess some people are never coming back
gotta get used to that its a simple fact
its what i think 
and what we feel
and what we are
looking out for new horizons you reach out for the stars

theres a line that i have to cross to find that love again
theres a scar that i have to bare when your not there
nothing else in this world can make me feel the way i do 
without you

Whys there still connections when the ropes were cut and cast
when you said you were moving on and things would never last
maybe 2 peoples souls are connected by the past goals
to live without the other to fall into critical mass
i guess some people live in and out of time
when the years keep rolling on running to the finish line
i guess between 2 people you gotta have a bind 
if you have a lot of life that you cant leave behind

theres a line i have to cross to get back home to you
when a spirit keeps on wandering the best that it can do 
theres a universe of matter emotions lonely hearts
without you

Cross The Line

source: The Song Remains the Same, Led Zeppelin

please check out the version we did with Myrh & Fornicata here: https://soundcloud.com/myrhyum/there-she-goes-myrh-the-magnetic-dog-sisters-fornicata

Late of Rio

Just venting...no comments...fuck everything

FuckFuckFuck

Another of life's little tricks

This one is a variation of my last track (Poodles dream doodle). I am still experimenting with this riff. I hope you like it.

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Gear I use:
Taylor Guitar 414
Elixir Strings
Thalia Capo
Allen&Heath Mixer
Garageband
Korg Minilogue xd
Lewitt, Audiotechnica and Shure mics

Give It To Me

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On the last day of the feast, the great day, Jesus stood up and cried out, "If anyone thirsts, let him come to me and drink”. - John 7:37


Bring the thirsty and let them drink.
Come over here and get a drink. 
This man says, “come to me and drink”.
And suddenly I had to turn and stop and think.
And face all my uncertainty.
And wonder about eternity.
And where to place my hope.

He says it's living water- 
flowing like a river-
through the life of the believer.
In the spirit of the savior. 
Poured into his endeavors-
With the seeker, the warrior, 
The thinker, deceiver. 
The never-receiver.
The almost-believer.

It's a life inside that’s more than you.
Extending through, out past your view.
Running past the walls of you.
Like the streams and rivers like to  do.

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P.S. I painted the picture in 1994 and recorded the song in 2020.  So technically this thing took 26 years before it was done ;-) 
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the great day

Reworking of a track originally entitled 'A Prayer for New Orleans' recorded following the devastation of Hurricane Katrina in August 2005.
[6 Tenor saxophone tracks - played on my 1925 Conn 'New Wonder']

New Orleans Reprise

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.   Featuring...Gibson 335 Electric guitar solo. Tenor Saxophone solo. Fender Electric Bass. Hammond B3 Organ rhythm. Electric 12 string Guitar Rhythm. String quartet 1st Violin, 2nd Violin, Viola, Cello. Fender Electric Bass. Funk Trap Drum set . Percussion Tambourine, Bell Ride Cymbal.

Blues City

Tall Cool One

Silent Standing
(D/L available at www.terrywigmore.com)

This is a very mean & moody Gibbo stood standing, silently singing ...more than thoughtful...leaning his back against his decaying doorway...
Terry somewhere in the chancellery, nonchalantly flipping a coin, with something nasty on one side and a worn out memory on the other. Offering some hope? Maybe not...
Me? Well, I'm in the toilet, with a grumbling bass whilst spouting a slightly sinister 'Andrews Sisters' thing :-)

This is just what we do...

Silent Standing

1) I can't quite remember, how it got to this
One moment you were there and then you're gone
But I stood silent in the doorway staring at the space you used to be.
And I stood silent in the doorway staring at the space you used to be.

2) But I can still recall your elegance and grace
As you shattered what was two and made it one
But I stood silent in the doorway staring at the space you used to be.
And I stood silent in the doorway staring at the space you used to be.

She moves like a flower in the chancelleries of spring...spring...
She moves...like a flower in the spring

(Repeat V.2)

…And I stood silent in the doorway staring at the space you used to be.........


Music and Lyrics: Wigmore Allen  Gibbons

(Terry) Wigmore: Guitars, Synths, Vocals, Production
(Keith) Allen:        Bass, Lead guitar, Vocals
(Kevin)Gibbons:   Lead Vocal

Silent Standing

Music producer and filmmaker 
Making and producing original music I hope you enjoy these songs that I make  
Music is creative freedom and artistic expression