Related tracks: BEST OF BOTH WORLDS (V1) - CRIPPLE CLUB & HANS ALBERS

This track is alternative rock track. It is influenced by classical music. Instruments involved are vocals, acoustic piano, violin, drums and bass. My sound is mysterious, packed with melancholy and anger and it is also expressive.

Demons

Do what makes YOU happy without hurting yourself or others

Moss on my Stones

Moss On My Stones

A story from a long time ago like so many that play like a movie in your head.

M•O•V•I•E•S ~ Conscience of Kings

En des temps difficiles, il faut pouvoir tenir le coup. Faire face. J'ai fait ce titre pour pouvoir m'en convaincre moi-même. J'espère qu'il vous convaincra 🌸

Tenir Bon

falling on a egde of doublesided mirror?
mirror.
you r looking at the mirror, who is watching you in it? 
mirror.
a m other is r eplacing decayed r aingflower on a r ooftop.
mirror.
caged bird dying in agony, what do you feel?
mirror.

falling tear reflecting as [\][-][+] a mirror

Stop The War

Days

Dark Days Like These

An old DADGAD tuning track I'd forgotten I'd done :)

DADGAD Nocturne

It's All Over Now Baby Blue

I updated this this track with few tweaks and a new mix and master... and a rename too.

Harvest Dance

Harvest Dance (aka better days ahead)

Thanks, as always, to @rosindust on violin, it's our eighth piece together. Together as friends. 
Peace.

Here all our collaborations:
https://soundcloud.com/francescocartocci/sets/grazie-tatiana?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Composition and all arrangements: Francesco Cartocci

Enemies - with Rosin Dust

City Kids, album: On Parole, by Motorhead, Pink Fairies

Music, production: Verulium
Vocals: Amanda

https://amandasanderson.bandcamp.com/track/city-kids

City Kids

A slow, and sad one. (With Jen Di Biasi, vocals.)

One More Try

Poem Emily Jane Brontë.
Torbjørn Vagle https://soundcloud.com/tobbenv: Instrumental composition, 
guitarharp, piano, el.piano, synth and bass
Oddrun Eikli: Vocal and vocal composition, photo.
Ad Van Nederpelt https://soundcloud.com/ad-van-nederpelt; Orchestral composition, strings,  mix and mastering,
Coverlayout: Vetle Vagle
Thank you so much Torbjørn and Ad, thank you from my heart.

This music was written and finished before the outbreak of war in Europe. We feel deeply for the people who are suffering in the war.
Despite the cruelty of the war, we share this music today, 
....."let us sit and watch the while
The blue ice curdling on the stream ".....
This poem by Emily Jane Brontë takes us out into nature, where we can for a moment, move away from the painful and brutal world.
The poem focuses on the healing ability of nature. 

Emily Jane Brontë (30 July 1818 – 19 December 1848) was an English novelist and poet who is best known for her only novel, Wuthering Heights, now considered a classic of English literature. She also published one book of poetry with her sisters Charlotte and Anne titled Poems by Currer, Ellis and Acton Bell with her own poems finding regard as poetic genius.

How still, how happy! Those are words
That once would scarce agree together;
I loved the plashing of the surge -
The changing heaven the breezy weather,

More than smooth seas and cloudless skies
And solemn, soothing, softened airs
That in the forest woke no sighs
And from the green spray shook no tears.

How still, how happy! now I feel
Where silence dwells is sweeter far
Than laughing mirth's most joyous swell
However pure its raptures are.

Come, sit down on this sunny stone:
'Tis wintry light o'er flowerless moors -
But sit - for we are all alone
And clear expand heaven's breathless shores.

I could think in the withered grass
Spring's budding wreaths we might discern;
The violet's eye might shyly flash
And young leaves shoot among the fern.

It is but thought - full many a night
The snow shall clothe those hills afar
And storms shall add a drearier blight
And winds shall wage a wilder war,

Before the lark may herald in
Fresh foliage twined with blossoms fair
And summer days again begin
Their glory - haloed crown to wear.

Yet my heart loves December's smile
As much as July's golden beam;
Then let us sit and watch the while
The blue ice curdling on the stream -
Emily Jane Brontë

How Still. Torbjørn Vagle. Ad Van Nederpelt. Oddrun Eikli.

Cast of players:
SuZanne: David Copperfield
The Candies: James Steerforth, Markham, Grainger & Mrs Crupp.  Guest guitarist: Steve Pumphrey

Listen to SuZanne at www.korima.net.

Lofty Castle
A lofty castle of my own
Like Crusoe pulls up the ladder to be alone
Steerforth, he is our guiding star
Inns of molten blue; that’s our repertoire
“Fill full your cups”

I hear the squawk of corkscrew sound
Long before it’s needed for the next maroon round
I’ve laughed at my own jokes all night
How town sharpens an appetite

Trickling trust divine
“Crackling fever” free
“Unaccustomed wine”
What deceiver it could be

“Vast truths that mortals seldom” found

I heard someone fall down the stairs
False reports the tumbler was in fact truly yours
Perhaps there’s foundation after all
I’m on my back on the passage floor

Trickling trust divine
“Crackling fever” free
“Unaccustomed wine”
What deceiver it could be

“But still we held as time flew by”

Who’s that smoking right by the fireplace? It was me!
Who’s that leaning out of the window? It was me!
Contemplate their self in the mirror? That was me too!

Trickling trust divine
“Crackling fever” free
“Unaccustomed wine”
What deceiver it could be

“Drink to me only with your eyes”

Lofty Castle

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Lead & Backing Vocals
Gary Reeves: Drums
Hans Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement & Production

When you take into consideration that modern footballers have infinitely better equipment and technical assistance at their disposal, George Best's stats (not that I’m a great fan of these) show what a great player he was. I certainly never saw a player who could do what he could with a football. He was the first footballer to transcend the sports pages and become what we now term ‘a celebrity’. Today’s players are protected from the pressures he experienced but George was always surrounded by people who merely wanted to bathe in his reflected light and take advantage of his generosity. His slide into alcoholism is well documented but, had he played under today’s conditions, his life may have been totally different.

I was fortunate enough to meet him on three occasions and on one of those had the pleasure of just the two of us sitting at a table, sharing our love for football. It probably only lasted about twenty minutes but it meant the whole world to me because he seemed genuinely interested in everything I had to say. He even told me he could speak to Matt Busby and get me a trial at Man. Utd. To this day I regret not taking him up on the offer, not because I thought I was the next George Best but to have my hero offer a trial at the club I supported was something never to be forgotten.

Many years later, I reached a time when drink became my escape from everything and looking back, it scares me to remember how easy it was to become so dependent. I was very lucky to have been rescued by a wonderful woman who gave me a true reason to be. If you've never been utterly dependent on something it’s difficult to realise how much it totally controls your life and the experience certainly gave me a window into George’s world.

As far as I’m concerned, he was the greatest football player that ever lived - even the great Pele said, “George Best is a footballer without comparison”. This is why I say, "Come back Georgie!"

Hans’ brilliant arrangement and Gary’s power drumming give musical wings to my honest tribute to George and I owe them both the deepest of thanks for that. If you listen closely, you’ll be able to hear what the man himself thinks about his football career and I totally agree with every word. Many thanks for listening. (Terry Reeves)

An addendum. You all need to know just how good a footballer Tel was. I watched him play schoolboy football and he was always the best player on the pitch, leading his teams to the winning of many trophies. But for injury problems (he had his leg broken twice) he could have played professional football. I had the privilege of playing Sunday League football with him and his skills were light years ahead of everyone else. In one game, he scored with a shot from the halfway line and this was a good 15/20 years before David Beckham did it. He was special. (Gary Reeves)

Yes I drank the bottle dry
Please don't ask the question why
Just accept this drunken man
Drinking for another plan

Couldn't take things in my stride
Second place it hurt my pride
Told to take some time to think
Think I'll have another drink

CHORUS:
Yes he's the greatest, he really has it all
The king of any man who ever kicked a ball
He makes the headlines every time he shows his face
I wonder if they know our hero up in space?
If not it's just a disgrace
He's here
Georgie 
No fear

Tried to force me to retire
From the bottle I admire
Knew I'd lose out in the end
Destroying me or my best friend

Belong to no one else but me
I'm not public property
I know I have myself to blame
Life is not my favourite game

CHORUS

It's not as sad as you might think
Not looking for a missing link
And I don't need an open door 
Cause all I have to do is pour

Georgie, Georgie come back Georgie...

Related tracks: BEST OF BOTH WORLDS (V1) - CRIPPLE CLUB & HANS ALBERS

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