In the hallway Amanda gazed at her perfectly shaped feet, smooth and symmetrical save for her left pinky toe which bent in rebellion, her light blue nail polish chipped and fading, it was her birthday, light shone in two crossing angles from the kitchen and the living room doorways, it didn't do anything for the grey sorrow of the peeling wallpaper or tired oak floor, it made her see that forgotten floating dust going nowhere, her mother was frosting her cake and her little brother whined to lick the bowl, at the end of the hallway she could see the edge of her father's dark brown pant leg, a peek of his tan sock, the rustling of his newspaper was predictable, her black cat padded down the hall with his dejected limp and rubbed against her leg, she pressed herself against the wall and slid down until she sat, her knees bent upwards towards he chest, her arms hanging on her legs, eleven, today she would be eleven and she had the thought that it didn't change anything, she closed her eyes, her brother chattered about thomas the tank engine, the jabbering faded to the back of her mind somewhere, somewhere, somewhere, somewhere, somewhere, somewhere, somewhere, somewhere, somewhere, somewhere, somewhere, today was her birthday but the funeral was yesterday, was yesterday.

Green Lassie Blues 2021

today is her birthday, his funeral was yesterday (rough recording in park)

FLEETING TIME

Waking from my dreams 
The stories left untold
And the October light 
Starts to unfold

Can we see the future in our dreams?
Or is it a mirage 
Is it not what it seems
Is it not what it seems

Don't leave me behind
I am frightened and i am scared
That the future is decided 
By someone we rarely met


243. dreams (harding) - fast version.mp3

G-Autumn Night Typhoon

Your new shoes (2022)

we all have and had heroes... unlike the ones nowadays

I always get sad when I see how more important for most of the people it is to show how pretty, perfect or successful they think they are. I rather decide on anyone's values based on how they behave, what they tell and what I feel but let it be for everyone to chase their own dreams.... 
So this is again just a very selfish song telling I am not satisfied with where the world is heading and how people changed since all this "social" and  "internet" things distorted our clearer minds...

Talk to people, Tell your story, be proud of yourself, be better than yesterday and let others discover by themselves. 

Guitar 1: Julie - chords
Guitar 2: Julie - lower fillings
Guitar 3: Suzy - higher fillings
Guitar 4: Suzy - "moaning"

Your new shoes

Al Chiar Di Luna

Written October 2022.  Threats of armageddon are stupid beyond belief.  Listen with headphones.


Don’t Cross That Line 


I go to bed so fearful 
I wake up so tearful 
Don’t want to see those flowers of yours bloom 
I have children you see 
And I love my family 
I don’t want to know that they’re all doomed 

So what gives you the right 
To cloak the world in night 
And set a dying wreath upon our tomb 
Please don’t cross that line 
Please don’t cross that line 
Please don’t cross that line 
Just let the daylight shine 

To see the rockets fall 
In blinding flashes all
Where everything I love will be consumed 
The power that it brings 
To which your dirty fingers cling 
Means nothing to those alive nor in the womb

So what gives you the right 
To cloak the world in night 
And set a dying wreath upon our tomb 
Please don’t cross that line 
Please don’t cross that line 
Please don’t cross that line 
Just let the daylight shine

The world should only be over 
When the sun goes supernova 
And not burnt on the whim 
Of one whose ego matters more to him
Than all the lives you disrespect 
Who it should be your duty to protect 
Not destroy while you stand so proud 
In the shadow of a mushroom cloud 
But would press the button and then hunker 
Down inside a concrete bunker 
To emerge when entire nations
Are engulfed by the conflagrations 
And if this is what goes through your mind 
I don’t trust you not to cross that line 

So what gives you the right 
To cloak the world in night 
And set a burning wreath upon our tomb 
Please don’t cross that line 
Don’t you cross that line 
Don’t you cross that line 
Just let the daylight shine

Oh you’re all the same 
Leaders just in name 
Tyrants, despots, dictators, all fools 
As you try to shape the world 
With your hellish flags unfurled 
You’re creatures of my nightmares, demons, ghouls 

So what gives you the right 
To cloak the world in night 
And set a burning wreath upon our tomb 
Please don’t cross that line 
Don’t you cross that line 
Don’t you cross that line 
Just let the daylight shine


Image by CJW, coloured pencils on paper with filters

Don’t Cross That Line

Available on every streaming platform ❤️

And It Changed Me Forever

Y-Greenish Wall

Inspired by, but not a copy of, The Alan Parsons Project. 

Robot Friday

Let's Go

I’m Shards and I’m 29(my gosh I’m getting older 🤪) and I’m from Naples (Italy) . I love singing any genre and I hope you like my songs. If you don’t , well I don’t blame you for that 🍻. 

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