Amazing Composition what a beautiful sound

I'm glad to hear you in "  great shape" , exactly like I remenbered ; ))) ,doing excellent music, as usual

Very gorgeous piece orchestrated so masterfully, this work is truly brilliant in all facets!

WHAT IT IS AND WHAT IS NOT

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NADA  / NOTHING

He pensado en la muerte  /  I've thought about death
y en lo que habrá detrás.  /  and what will be behind.
Puede que no haya nada,  /  It may be nothing,
¿te has parado a pensar?  /  have you stopped to think?

Nada, nada... nada.  /  Nothing, nothing... nothing.

Nada, nada, nada ni siquiera aire,  /  Nothing, nothing, nothing not even air,
nada, nada, nada que pueda tocarse,  /  nothing, nothing, nothing you can touch.
Nada, nada, nada que tocar ni respirar.  /  Nothing, nothing, nothing to touch nor breathe.

Nada, nada, ni una idea ni un deseo,  /  Nothing, nothing, neither an idea nor a desire,
nada, nada, ningún miedo ni silencio,  /  nothing, nothing, no fear or silence,
nada, nada, nada nada se puede escuchar.  /  nothing, nothing, nothing nothing can be heard.
...
Nada, nada, no esperes encontrarte  /  Nothing, nothing, don't expect finding
nada, nada, no puedes imaginarte  /  nothing, nothing, you cannot imagine
nada, nada, nada, no te entra en la razón.  /  nothing, nothing, it doesn't fit your mind.

ER18PB06 - ©1995 E-RUIZZO – ®2014 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;)

Nada (He pensado en la muerte)

Born To Love The Rain

The cameraman
“The Camera Man” by Three Photons is an indie-blues rock track with strong 60s/70s experimental vibes and gritty, analog production. It blends crunchy rhythm guitars, ambient leads, and emotionally raw lyrics that explore themes of isolation, media distortion, and urban disillusionment.

I imagine a cameraman sees a lot of things he doesn't want to see or believe ;-)
Written by Tim Griffis July 2020
mix 1: July 21, 2020, lead vocal panned left (experimental 60s/70s) 

Technical Details
Recorded at Princeton Studio
Tim's Guitars
Rhythm: Gibson Les Paul Standard
Lead1: Gibson Les Paul Standard
Bass: Fender Squire

Mics: Neumann TLM 67
Drums: arranged by TG
Software: Pro Tools
Vocals: TG

Mixer: API 24 channel summing mixer (8200/7800)
Stereo Bus processing (API EQ and API compressor)
Final mix down to a MARA MCI JH110 1/4inch 2-track at 15 ips using ATR Master Tape. 


Lyrics

Verse 1
It's a camera eye
I look away
or I go blind
it ain't pretty
livin alone in this dirty city

Chorus 1
Just like Elvis
when he hit his prime, I shoot at the TV
I hate lookin in the camera eye
when you're staring at me

Verse 2
Hey girl
it ain't pretty
going on down on this empty life
you sure are witty
I can't stand one more lie....

Chorus 2
Just like Elvis
when he hit his prime, I shoot at the TV
I hate lookin at the camera eye
when you're staring at me

Outro
Just like Elvis
when he hit his prime, I shoot at the TV
I hate lookin at the camera eye
when you're staring at me
Just like Elvis
when he hit his prime, I shoot at the TV
I hate lookin at the camera eye
when you're staring at me

The cameraman

Never A Moment Wasted

Morning dew

Acheter/Buy

White Swift

LiveCore ~ Chris and Scott
LiveOrgan ~ Laura Peskin
Vox/Comp/Production ~ Chris Dargay
All Rights Reserved ... E.O.S ;)

Your Eyes

Your Eyes - 2020 - Vox - Key - Demo 2

My garden friend.

I was watching a movie called ‘ The Darkest Hour’. About two Americans  flying to Moscow to sell their social networking/party locating software. Upon arrival they go to a nightclub and meet two girls, an American, and her Australian friend. The lights go out in the club and everyone heads outside. There, they witness a policeman investigating  being  disintegrated by this ball of lightning. The invisible entities begin hunting and killing people, sending them into a panic. They begin this cat and mouse chase across the city, trying to survive and get to a safe place.
I was totally inspired and produced this track. Enjoy. Love to all. Copyright protected ©

Alien Skies ©

After what seems an eternity away from here , I am delighted to give to you a beautiful track called Falling Grace.
Written by bassist Steve Wallow for vibraphonist Gary Burton’s 1966 album, The Time Machine. Covered widely by many artists, most notably by Bill Evens , Chick Corea and Eddie Gomez.

Artwork by me :)
Enjoy xxx

Falling Grace

Sometimes pieces of glass reflect  past memories. 
sometimes shattered on the floor
they can resemble fragments in your life
mini reflection's
Music by Us!!    Friendship by Us!!   I love working with my Brother From The East for more amazing Music see shin *semia @romane5

Glass    Gina & Shin

Always loved this track of mine so I tried to upgrade the sound a little bit. Hope you'll like this new version as much as I do!

Photo by Elias Maurer on Unsplash

Stay

A cover (okay, let's call it a "remake") of the fabulous late-70s "E la luna bussò" by Loredana Berté. I used to play this one with a band a few years ago, and I immediately fell in love with the lyrics.

Obviously I have maneuvered myself out of the comfort zone once more --- apart from the usual walks on very thin ice with singing and trying to get meaningful notes out of a guitar, this time it is about Reggae and strings programming (both things that I have tried to avoid so far in my musical life). Anyway, if you think that violins and cellos do not fit to Reggae: yes, you are right.

Special thanks to Tyler Cressman for having proof-read the lyrics translation!

And the moon knock-knocked on the gloomy gates of darkness
"Come on let me in!" -- but they replied "no!"
So the moon went knockin' on the place where there was silence
But a rude voice yelled: "You're late and time's already up"
So the moon left the windows open and she went to find and see

To find and do something for the time being
After having shed some tears
About another "no", about some other "no"
From the ocean (you're nothing but a pond, man!)

And the moon knock-knocked on shaded glasses
But the look behind them didn't notice her
So the moon went and tried "knock-knock-knock-knock-knock" on a pool party
"Strictly members only, no exception for moons!"
So she rolled over champagne and caviar and she went to find and see

To find and do something for the time being
After having shed some tears
About another "no", about some other "no"
From a waiter
Oh no

But then down there, almost by chance
Closer to the sidewalk, where what you see is real
But then down there, where no moon needs to knock
Between the lashes of a child, to let him fall asleep
And then down there, between tatters, tears and love
Where luck is luxury: there we need you, moon!
And yes down there, almost by chance
Closer to the sidewalk, where what you see is real
Between the lashes of a child, to let him fall asleep
Between tatters, tears and rags, to let us fall in love:
there we need you, moon!

(ad libs)
Sidewalk boogie
(more ad libs)

And The Moon Knock-Knocked

ABOUT YOU BIG BIRD

There’s a smoky trail across the sky
Behind you big bird as you fly
I’m running waving both hands free
But my mommas come to capture me

My mom she’s got this thing you see
About you bird we don’t agree
She don’t like your fiery tail
She’s gonna capture me and hide away

Big bird flying across the sky
I don’t know you or your reasons why
Big bird do you come to play
Mommas got bad things to say 
About you Big Bird

We been here a thousand years
Momma says that you don’t care
Your fireworks that light the streets
Make houses fall to dust and heat

The baker man went yesterday
A puff of smoke, an empty tray
I kind of liked your flashing bomb
But Momma ranted all night long

About You Big Bird

Written for my 2nd granddaughter who turned 20 last November, she is pictured here as a three year old about the time the song was first written.  It was a stylistic breakthrough for me finding its birth on a Mexican classical guitar I found at a pawn shop and bought at a bargain because it needed repair.  Shortly after the glue dried, I started playing it and the opening phrases of the song just poured out and I thought "that sounds like my Grace".  So here it is on the Godin, a song for Grace and a prayer for you.

Grace To You

Impressionist instrumental music that tells stories without words. Each composition has a strong visual and sound imprint, while having a style and instrumentation specific to the atmosphere that the music depicts.

Musique instrumentale impressionniste qui raconte des histoires sans mots.  Chaque composition a une forte empreinte visuelle et sonore, tout en ayant un style et une instrumentation propre à l’atmosphère que la musique dépeint.

New site after E-Ruizzo: https://soundcloud.com/esemanolain-ruizzo

Many thanks to Alex https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
and Richal https://soundcloud.com/rickitansky for their fantastic pics !!

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