Brilliant tune top to bottom Massimo--thoroughly enjoyed!!

Really nice arrangement ! Great vocals and awesome guitare work! really like the dynamic so groovy on the litlle bridge. Nice work Massimo

Le tue canzoni sono bellissime e adoro la voce

Molto bella, è ha anche un bel suono "live".

Great vocals and lyrics... very good played...

AVALANCHE OF STRANGE BROKEN DREAMS

My Everything

Just a Little Christmas Tune I Wrote a While Back ....
LYRIC VIDEO:
https://youtu.be/64LDsJr_owo?si=Js0w9QYOTM7Oqjv1

Christmas Is Coming

Track #08 of Fluff's third album 'Down the Rabbit Hole'. open.spotify.com/album/4Iq21rBQvgXesED9Hv8GEc

The powerful chose to stay silent. 
The powerful chose money. 
The powerful chose destruction. 

We chose to stay silent.

In the end, make sure you are one of the ones who can say 'at least I tried'.

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LYRICS:

Motionless 
Empty plains
Freak winds
Breathless shells       

We lost our way
Or so the stories say
Gambled away
The days
Where hope still remained

You tried your best my love
You tried it all
But the best is only the best my love
If you have actual control

And keep trying to dismiss
While
We stare into the abyss

You tried your best my love
You tried it all
But the best is only the best my love
If you have actual control

It will be me and you      
It will be me and you    
In the end it's me and you

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Down the Rabbit Hole

Luftspiegelungen

08 Luftspiegelungen

Freedom / Paploviante Open Collaboration Offer 
Paploviante:
E-Bass, Composing, Arrangement, Mix and Mastering 
BPM 140/70
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Feel free to adding something !
If you publish it, you have to mention me in the description and title!

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Cast of Characters:

J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- organ, electric piano, and seed idea
Llanpsych-- @llanpsych -- Tez – electric guitar, production, and mix
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– electric guitar
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – 4-string fretless bass
The Eclectic Collective -- composition
 
This song started with JJ during one of his late Saturday night composition sessions, where he came up with the idea on his synth. He laid down some great organ and electric piano for the rest of us to play with. Ken was first up with his lively, raucous drums. He and I did our back and forth with the rhythm section until it was solid, though. Then Stephen laid in his dirty, rawkin' rhythm guitar to give it an extra foundation. Finally, Tez put the icing on the cake with his monster soloing throughout. 
  Of course, every great song needs a great producer. In this case, Tez did the honors in a very expert manner. We wanted Stephen (Texmex Shaman) on this, too, of course, but he is just now getting settled into his new abode, and was in flux while we were making this one. He'll be back with The Eclectic Collective next week, though. 
  This is an example of Eclectic Collective teamwork. It came together relatively quickly, which means we were all having fun doing it. We hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Avalanche (Eclectic Collective)

This is new take on a song that Rodolfo and I first worked on 4 years ago. He had always imagined it with fine saxophone and great backing harmonies and now that Continental Collision has a wonderful pool of talent to draw on, that has become a reality, thanks to Ce Mastro and Georg Boehme's beautiful contributions.
The song has been given so much more feeling and emotion.
Thanks to them and Rodolfo for believing that we could succeed  and thanks to all of you for listening.

Rodolfo Planes - Music composition, instrumentation, arrangement, production and mix - @rplanes
Me - Vocals and additional lyrics
Javier Rolando - Original song lyrics
Ce Mastro - Backing vocals and chorus vocal arrangement - @cemastro
Georg Boehme - Sax solo and fills - @georg-boehme
Image (Caithness, Scotland): Courtesy of Douglas Corrance

A Stranger In Your Heart - Continental Collision featuring Ce Mastro & Georg Boehme

I don't know what I've done wrong?
I don't know why you have gone?
Though I hope some day,
When I whisper your name,
We'll be together.
But today's too soon.
When I think of you, I dream.
Yet still, I'm a stranger,
Yet still, I'm a stranger in your heart.

Sometimes I feel like a fool.
Never knowing whether you'll,
Give me hope some day,
Still I call your name.
We'll be together.
Is today too soon?
When I think of you, I dream.
No longer a stranger,
No longer a stranger in your heart.

A Stranger In Your Heart - Continental Collision (featuring Ce Mastro and Georg Boehme)

Lacrime di Sogni by Primiero Massimo released in 26/05/2009
sung by Luca Giordano
freely inspired by the italian novel L'ultima lacrima by Stefano Benni

Lacrime di sogni (english lyrics) :
New dawn gives present to mysterious stuff with no own life
many questions about them research in vitro to answer
uncertain reflex unknown desire of dreams in real life
uncertain reflex flies on you
dreams and ambitions always isolated mass's fear all around us
reflected fears in curious eyes that melt dreams of desidered life.
uncertain reflex unknown desire of dreams in real life
uncertain reflex flies on you
adults unable to live their dreams 
mystery revealed by lively children wondered by life 
mystery revealed
Everything You were Everything You wanted was always inside you
waiting inside tears.
mystery revealed by joyful children wondered by life 
mystery revealed
Dreams and desires with no answers
Sense of guilt and unsolved mysteries profits in sold words.
uncertain reflex unknown desire of dreams in real life
uncertain reflex flies on you
Lonely dreams and ambitions and social phobia spread all around 
Fears reflected in a curious look that dissolve dreams of a desired life
uncertain reflex unknown desire of dreams in real life
uncertain reflex flies on you
Tears and dreams are here among us
Tears and dreams will never die
killer substitute deceives you to be unbeatable and going faster 
in your desideres.
Power to your life Energy to your soul
realize them don't be frauded
Power to your life Energy to your soul
realize them don't be frauded

Il Corriere Smarrito

Lacrime di Sogni

Seven Stones


Flying daisies put you in a romantic summer mood. Who wants a basket of daisies like this? Here you go! It's all for you)

Flying daisies

Ominous

This cool money

Pretty wifey named Mae, two sweet kids at home
Works downtown, in the Fortune 500 scene
Neighbors think you’re the perfect man
Morning jog, gold ring on your hand
Nobody sees the truth behind your smile
That you’ve been running triple lives all this while

You’re John in Miami, Sammy in Monaco
Now with Frida in The Hague
Wifey thinks you’re in the UK
At a UN meet for three whole days, but

Playboy, you’re a playboy
Yeah, we know all your escapades, your exploits
Playboy, you’re a playboy
Smooth as butter, slippery like catfish on a boat
But this time, you can’t get away.

Met   sweet Greta on a train to Prague
Innocent as Mae when she gave you her heart
She’d just landed her dream as a uni lecturer
You came in with olive oil lips, Italian model texture
Sold her a dream in your velvet tone
She believed you were hers alone
Next week? You with Matilda in a Polish town
What did you tell her? I’m an undercover cop

Playboy, you’re a playboy
Yeah, we know all your escapades, your exploits
Playboy, you’re a playboy
Smooth as butter, slippery like catfish on a boat
But this time, you can’t get away.

Dubai on a yacht, champagne in hand
This time you claim you’re an architect man
Been a doctor, an engineer, a lecturer too
Now you build dreams, dreams on a bed with a view

But your cup is full, boy, your trail's gone cold
Matilda, Greta, Maryann, Roxanne… here now
They knock on your hotel door
New girl opens, they walk in, then three, then four
Last to walk in… Mae with a stare like steel
And a divorce letter, the final deal

Playboy, you’re a playboy
Every day for the thief, you just got caught
Playboy, you’re a playboy
You played their hearts, but you smelled of a rat
And that’s that…..checkmate.

You couldn’t keep it… in your pants
Playboy…

PLAYBOY

Wahe Guru

A punk concept album about a young man shouting himself into adulthood.
Across twelve raw, confession-heavy tracks, [Album Title] follows a lad lost in self-loathing, cheap nights, and inherited chaos — dragged forward by the rough voice of his father, or his own reflection, or both. Each song rewrites a “rule” not as advice, but as a confrontation:
stand up straight, stop lying, find better friends, sort your own mess, chase meaning, let yourself fall, tell the truth, hold onto small mercies.

Musically it hits like a hybrid of spoken confession and shouted doctrine —
talk-sing verses, ferocious gang-vocal choruses, soft middle-eights where the armour cracks.
The album arcs from self-destruction to reluctant courage, ending not in triumph but in tenderness: a quiet alley, a stray cat, and a small moment of grace.

This is punk as self-repair,
a mirror held too close,
a father’s tough love echoing through the walls,
and a boy learning to grow into a man
one brutal truth at a time.

GOOD LADS ONLY

Track shows a very delicate theme and a quite hard-riffed part, both alternating and finally flowing up to an endless symphonic dream (words are half a poem I wrote previously (not these, but lyrics below)).

Letra  /  Translated lyrics:

No despiertes (Sólo un sueño)  /  Don’t you wake up (Only a dream)

No... despierta... no... no despiertes  /  No ... wake up ... no ... don’t you wake up
no, cuidado... no despiertes, na na na na na...  /  no, take care ... don’t you wake up, na na na na na…
... despierta al fin y date cuenta  /  ... wake up at last and realize
de que todo ha sido un sueño, na na na na na...  /  everything has been a dream, na na na na na...

Una vez más, nervios y resentimiento,  /  Once again, nerves and resentment,
todo en mi vida es sueño, sólo ha sido eso.  /  everything in my life is a dream, it has only been so.

Y de nuevo, con el tiempo,  /  And again, with time,
incubando un nuevo sueño,  /  incubating a new dream,
me voy hundiendo en mis propios brazos,  /  I am sinking in my own arms,
me acuno, me canto y me voy acostumbrando...  /  cradle myself, sing to myself and get used...

Otro escenario, otros personajes,  /  Another stage, other characters,
la misma historia, na na na na na...  /  the same story, na na na na na...
que durará un día, un milenio,  /  which will last one day, a millenium,
toda mi vida, na na na na na...  /  all my life, na na na na na...

Pero sin duda vendrán a despertarme  /  But undoubtedly the laughs of people
las risas de la gente, alguna tarde.  /  will come to wake me up, any evening.

Y entonces, con miedo...  /  And then, fearfully...

No... despierta… no… no despiertes (…)  /  No ... wake up ... no ... don’t you wake up (…)

No despiertes (Sólo un sueño)

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