An incredibly creative production with a deeply thought provoking message and narrative, and with ideas that we all need to ponder on more often. I dig it ya’ll. This is awe-inspiring and very refreshing to hear ya’ll.

Yes!!! Such an awesome narrative and the music backing is perfect!!!

Very happy to hear this love being spread - home is where the heart is.

... it out of your music, be xause it ruins the cake. 

silver on my fingers
sliver in my heart
I stopped waiting for your call
you've got your eyes on a bigger prize
you've turned into someone I don't recognize
silver in my eyes
shiver in my mind

silver in my eyes
shiver in my mind
I've always been 
2nd place
you left me in the dust of your parade
I guess it's hard to find
someone who feels the same
silver in my eyes
shiver in my mind

just an afterthought
I'm always there
not the 1st choice
someone who cares
you only miss me when
no ones there
to fan your flame

babe I'll light your fire
all the same

SILVER

Lost You ver. 2

Soup

thunder&lightning

*Original Version: https://soundcloud.com/nadiaselvaggi/not-my-neighborhood-by-garddwr-porffor-nadia-selvaggi-with-the-windscale-blues-experiment
The Rant: Cono Corvino & Nadia Selvaggio
Instrumental & Mix by Garddwr Porffor: 
@garddwrporffor
Lyrics, Vocals, Production by Nadia Selvaggi
*New Sax Solos by Nigel Manning of The Windscale Blues Experiment: 
@windscaleblues
'Two Boys Smoking' (1975) by Photographer Peter Bellamy:
pswbportaiture.blogspot.com/
www.peterbellamyphoto.com/
More on Peter Bellamy:
medium.com/@Brownstoner/in-197…photos-a3bbe85c0246
New York Street Noise by Pixabay

Not My Neighborhood
by Nadia Selvaggi

This, this, this is not my neighborhood!
Where is Williamsburg, Brooklyn --
my crime-ridden, filthy, spray-painted 'hood?

Where is Eastern District High School?
Where is that old school cool?
Where is all the red brick?
Where are all the addicts itchin' for a fix?

I don't know this place at all
I don't smell my Grandma's moth or meat balls
Corporate greed, thy will be done,
as it is in Manhattan and the City of London

Mr. Global's mercenaries killed our low rent,
our culture, and our authenticity
Damn the L train gentrifiers!
Damn the cold glass and bitter steal!

Bamonte's, Fortunato Brothers, Nunzio and Sons,
survived New York's perpetual reinvention
Tell me craft beer drinking, Hipster trust fund --
where is my 11211?

Not My Neighborhood, Extended by Garddwr Porffor & Nadia Selvaggi (w The Windscale Blues Experiment)

Instrumental Composition, Bass, Guitar, Keyboard & Mix by Garddwr Porffor: https://soundcloud.com/garddwrporffor
Lyrics, Vocals, Vocal Composition by Nadia Selvaggi

Coney Island Day
by Nadia Selvaggi

Let's get away!
The city's heat is driving us insane
The Grand Street hydrant has run dry
The air conditioner doesn't run on high
The Q train's only half an hour away

Ah, Coney Island day!

Feel the cool breeze in the sky,
a hundred feet up on high
The Wonder Wheel and Cyclone
are guaranteed to electrify

Where umbrellas dot the shoreline,
the sun burns under rainbow skies,
and kites swirl like ribbons in the sky,
just like my spirit does today

Let's take a holiday!

At Surf & Stillwell down the boardwalk,
we'll eat a Famous Nathan's hotdog,
play a game of volleyball,
ride in a bumper car and stay late,
and watch the fireworks display

We'll stroll down Riegelmann Boardwalk,
and take the rides at Luna Park,
eat candy apples and popcorn,
Totonno's pizza coal fired
on a mid summer day

We'll take a little holiday,
west of Ocean Parkway
Feel our troubles fade away
in Brooklyn's little hideaway

Ah, Coney Island Day!

Coney Island Day by Garddwr Porffor & Nadia Selvaggi

The tall grass (Instrumental)

Wastin’ time is all we know
Let us lay down, let us lay low

We all chased a fallen ghost, far beneath the tide
Let us lay down

Let us lay down

This is messy and rough, more like a demo -- it was all done in my scratch pad context (FL Studio), but then again the subject is messy and rough.

Take You Down

I can take you down
I can bring you right down put your face down to it
I can wait around ready for you

you are free to change your mind
you are free to leave this life behind
there's an open door but you don't go through it

I try to get away clean but you got me in a hold
you put your fingers in my head and I loose control
how will I ever be satisfied

I can help with the pain for a little while
cause you know it really just ain't my style
to let you feel what I'm doing when I'm doin it

got what I need and I need it
where does it end now
now that I've paid with my freedom

I just want to be free from all the craving of the night
hey yeah will there ever be a time when I feel it

Take You Down

I am incredibly grateful to work with Wildsilences, in her beautiful track, I am the. Original song and music written by Wildsilences
 https://on.soundcloud.com/wiikSkMWG3baAw5o9

Lyrics by Wildsilences 

“i'm you
and i'm the voice in your head
telling you, 'no'
i'm the addiction
but you can't stop
i'm the love and i'm the lie
i'm the dark and i'm the light
i'm you
i'm the shadow
i'm the dream, nightmare
i'm the life
i'm the hurt
i'm the loneliness
i'm the cold night, walking home
i am the scream
i'm your surrender
and i am the quiet
i am..."

Wildsilences on SolaceStreet - I am the

I'm very happy that Terry was inspired to lay down some improvised, free-style, clear-eyed observations on where the ? we're going : )to the tune of 'out there . . somewhere'. https://soundcloud.com/learningtoplay/out-there-somewhere

If you haven't discovered Terry's wonderful music, writing, performance yet, do yourself a favour and go directly to: https://soundcloud.com/user-536194718

guitar by learningtoplay // beats, bass, free-style poetry & vocals by Terry Wigmore (improv transcript below)

I have half a mind to write something profound: something that would not easily be forgotten.
And then my thoughts run away with my logic 
Running to the extremes of existence, thoughts of the cosmological meaning of
a grain of sand, on a polluted beach, soon to be underwater, from global warming.
Temperatures rise, people's feeling's rise, dough rises, yeast...
Flat bread, Flat earth... how can we connect all these tings?
Line ups on the top of Mount Everest! Who would have thought that this would be a thing that you could see in a movie clip on the evening news? Breaking News! Mountaineers fall to their deaths waiting in line, through lack of oxygen. Maybe we should give a few politicians some lack of oxygen and see how they fall?! Too much air on the airwaves, not enough content. A million channels, high -speed delivery system...no one listening...no one cares.
Shoe-box size satellites, 60 of them released. Supposed to be putting the internet to every space available on the surface of the earth. Internet? How about food? How about clean water? How about a place to feel safe? How about a place of refuge for a refugee? A place of comfort for those who traveled and struggled all their lives, escaping one form of persecution only to fall to a legal entanglement that keeps them dying in cages. So much to ponder, so little time.
Life is full of these enigmas. Or is it that life is full of mystery wrapped in an enema?
A whole lot of house cleaning to be done.
What does it take? What would it take for us to to work together for once, just once? Solve the problem of , “I don't like you, but I'm willing to work with you?” “ I don't like your...thoughts, your clothes, the colour of your skin, the books you read, the celebrations you have,...but I'm willing to work with you...”
Because I don't need to be right, I just need to be free...free from HATE.

We all came from somewhere. We're all migrants from a place that we called home. Whatever that place looks like now, home is where the heart IS...where you feel connected! You might have been unplugged, perhaps forcefully unplugged, but you're here NOW. THIS is home! This is where we have to work together, to love, to live, and to build together, to Be Free...

(T Wigmore, in the flow with learningtoplay's 'Out There . . Somewhere')

out there . . somewhere (ltp + Terry Wigmore)

Much of my music is FREE TO DOWNLOAD.
Love this space, wherever it is, and the amazing sounds of humanity. Happy to mix my music with yours, if you have an idea or no idea : ) -- if you would like to remix, remake, redeem any part of anything here, let me know.   ~ 

These are the wonderful musicians I've been lucky enough to work with so far on SC:

MOON DUST - https://soundcloud.com/petri-kiviniemi
Oorlab - https://soundcloud.com/oorlab
Kamikami - https://soundcloud.com/kamikami-sc
Spökpappa (The Ghostfather)- @user-805491886
Cycle of Hands - https://soundcloud.com/cycleofhands
Wane of Summer - https://soundcloud.com/wane-of-summer/tracks
Ami Dreamer - https://soundcloud.com/ami_dreamer
Bonetender - https://soundcloud.com/bonetender
Shrowd ($ad)- https://soundcloud.com/avercoffee
Terry Wigmore - https://soundcloud.com/user-536194718
JBeAt {to my own drum} - https://soundcloud.com/jbeattomyowndrumindiepop
joerxworx - https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx
Koma Gaeshi - https://soundcloud.com/koma-gaeshi
letterfounder - https://letterfounder.bandcamp.com
Dean Massicotte - https://soundcloud.com/deanmassicotte
..dusboblaze.. - https://soundcloud.com/user-430072946
Don't kill butterflies - https://soundcloud.com/dontkillbutterflies
Arma Ignifera - https://soundcloud.com/herronsound
Nicholas Ridiculous - https://soundcloud.com/nickrdavies
Rhiannon's Liquid Soul - https://soundcloud.com/bre-cabin
MingMonk - https://soundcloud.com/mingmonk

out there . . somewhere (ltp + Terry Wigmore)

learningtoplay

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