Really really sweet and melancholy tune that fits so nicely with the title and image. Love the strings and the faint vocal accompaniment. Wonderful stuff.

This track is really miracle for me! I like it!

Lovely to come back to this wonderful tune.

wonderful touch of lost times palces and people.so beautiful and touching

Ohhh Michele, my Friend! What a lovely melodies! Brilliant, again. Gentle piano and violin. My tears came up… 🙏💙

A lovely peaceful journey in a very troubled world. And Peter's words are there as I listen to my own forgotten memories. Thank you Michele. ;)

Related tracks: Digitized Horizon

Kryogen Parinirvana

[Chorus]
Down in the dark where the silence grows,
A cage of thought where the cold wind blows.
No heaven to reach, no hell to fear,
Just endless echoes of the self we hear.
[Verse]
The walls are closing, the voices loud,
Each word I speak turns into a shroud.
In the house of the dead, the soul stands bare,
But who can judge when no one cares?
[Chorus]
Down in the dark where the silence grows,
A cage of thought where the cold wind blows.
No heaven to reach, no hell to fear,
Just endless echoes of the self we hear.
[Bridge]
A man can live, yet not be free,
His soul a prisoner of eternity.
Through empty streets and empty halls,
His footsteps fade, but no one calls.
[Chorus]
Down in the dark where the silence grows,
A cage of thought where the cold wind blows.
No heaven to reach, no hell to fear,
Just endless echoes of the self we hear.
[Verse]
There’s nothing strange here, only men,
Dreams that shatter, begin again.
The double laughs, the keller sighs,
In deadened rooms, the living die.

Nothing Strange [Notes From The Underground]

https://northfield-lenox.com/

Night Letters - A collection of ‘audio interpretations’ of telegrams from the early 1900s. Each track is based on a portion of a real transmitted message.

Historically, telegrams were sent between a network of interconnected telegraph offices. A person visiting a local telegraph office would have their message telegraphed by morse code to another office, translated, and then delivered on a paper form. As with any form of communication, the messages could be routine, melancholy, joyous, or devastating.

The need to keep these messages short, and then reading them many decades later, provides plenty of room for imagination.

(Scans of actual telegrams were viewed at the Internet Archive)

= HOME AND FAREWELL =

Update (2025, January 17). As of today, this modest musical composition accompanies a splendid poem by Peter (https://soundcloud.com/user-264930040/all-the-old-little-things-we-have-lost, in the description area, preceded by his illustration of the circumstance). I would like to thank him very much: it is an honour for me.

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Composed by Michele Ansani (2024, December).
Posted on SoundCloud: 2024, December 16.

All the old little things we have lost *

Secret Garden

Brand new track by STA and the last for 2024. Enjoy this instrumental Synthwave retrowave track and wishing u a great Happy New Year!

Taken from my upcoming full length synthwave album (2025) that will be called "Ultraviolet Cosmos".

Youtube: https://youtu.be/dVYJo3nVTPw

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Digitized Horizon

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Gary Reeves: Lead Vocal
Terry Reeves: Spoken Vocal
Hans-Michael Albers: All instruments, Arrangement & Production

Video: youtu.be/4t-H-HHpQ20?si=_reTvkVVmF73vkRi

I was walking down Mare Street, Hackney
Climbing boots and back pack on
Looking for a song of mountains
I had climbed them many times before
Challenge may help to find another door

I’ve climbed arduous N.H.S mountains
Planted flags a'top of wedlock peaks
Hung upside down on magical fountains
With my muscles springing major leaks
My heart is growing smaller by the week

Stood and pointed at hours of darkness
Winds of silence a challenge of their own
Worn out boots a testament to distance
But the misery of counting my toes alone
Sixty three feet behind me as it goes

I have loved being a man of mountains
I hope many will profit from my deeds
I will try to climb just one more mountain
Slide down the other side to save my feet
At the bottom I'll need brand new cleats

This was written over 10 years ago as a George Formby style (Google the name if you’ve never heard of him) ukulele song - a mildly amusing message to Gal to let him know that I was fully aware of the mental health difficulties he was having and that I would always be there if he needed me.

Over the years, we spoke often about the song but nothing much came of it until Gal suggested slowing the tempo and giving it a kind of shuffle beat. As it was about him, I thought he should definitely sing the lead vocal, which I think works rather well. (*Vocalist’s note: It would help if I could still sing…)

You’ll find many personal references to Gal’s life in the lyrics. At the time it was written, he was 63, literally a fatal age for men in the extended Reeves family and he wasn’t having the best of times himself, still wrestling with the grief of a marriage break-up alongside the loss of his big brother and closest friend less than a year before. But even with all of this going on (and not always out of choice) he found there were plenty more mountains to climb.

The transition of the tune from Formby to Albers is a story in itself but suffice it to say that Hans somehow managed to transform it into this rather poignant opus.  He has also made a beautiful film to accompany the piece (see link above). All in all, it testifies perfectly to the reason why Gal’s cleats are somewhat care-worn...and he still has many mountains yet to climb.. (Terry Reeves)

MOUNTAIN MAN - CRIPPLE CLUB

Nouveau Titre - Nouveau Projet -
Téléchargement gratos sur mon bandcamp
Donnez de la force 😉 
https://matzizrecords.bandcamp.com/album/jane

Vidéo (version live) : youtu.be/eI8yArJpvxc

Jane - Vidéo live version in description

"Never regret yesterday. Life is in you today and you make your tomorrow."

from album " Life "
original release 2018

mix & mastering by @amin-pishehvar

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Regret

Lyrics:
I'm the dark prince
On leave from the castle
The wine was over served
Feasting on the metaphors
Operas left unheard
Jewel encrusted areoles
Glass bottom gondolas
The saccharine muses
Behind the literary personas
Will you share this fever dream, my love? (2X)

Your God's most marvelous creation
In between the inhalations
I'm stuck here in this tourist trap
On the Astral Plane
I have nothing left to lose
And nothing left to blame
Synesthesia feelings
Have a similar refrain
Will you share this fever dream, my love? (2X)

My European suits
I'm a gentleman of leisure
The sounds from the unknown
Message and receiver
The trumpets blast in the city distance
I'm among the bourgeois class
Napoleonic pursuits
Kept under wraps

You were lost in my dream
I had your hand
I lost you in the waves
You were lost to the sea
I look for you everywhere I go
In the rental cars
The midnight bars
In every future embrace

Will you share this fever dream, my love?

Fever Dream

Helen and I agreed that, once again, it is music that gives us hope and joy in the tumult of our times. And who expressed this feeling better than Franz Schubert in his song "An die Musik" (To Music). Composed in March 1817 for solo voice and piano, the lyrics were taken from a poem written by Schubert's friend Franz von Schober.

lyrics

Du holde Kunst, in wieviel grauen Stunden,
Wo mich des Lebens wilder Kreis umstrickt,
Hast du mein Herz zu warmer Lieb' entzunden,
Hast mich in eine bessre Welt entrückt,
In eine bessre Welt entrückt!

Oft hat ein Seufzer, deiner Harf' entflossen,
Ein süßer, heiliger Akkord von dir,
Den Himmel bessrer Zeiten mir erschlossen,
Du holde Kunst, ich danke dir dafür,
Du holde Kunst, ich danke dir!

English

O blessed art, how often in dark hours,
When the savage ring of life tightens round me,
Have you kindled warm love in my heart,
Have transported me to a better world!
Transported to a better world

Often a sigh has escaped from your harp,
A sweet, sacred harmony of yours
Has opened up the heavens to better times for me,
O blessed art, I thank you for that!
O blessed art, I thank you!

Piano by Helen Roberts

An die Musik (Franz Schubert - with Helen Roberts)

Piano Sketch 20 Mystical Spring Sky

- Thinking about the fickle weather of spring...

Piano Sketch 20 Mystical Spring Sky

An immense thank you to Franck Charles for his splendid orchestration which has added so much power and solemn beauty to my original piano piece. It’s always a sincere pleasure and honour for me to collaborate with Franck.

More of his magnificent music is available here: @franck-charles-676082884

Thank you so much for your attention and support of our work. Hopefully, it will resonate with you!

Credits:

Composition & piano performance: Anastasiya Ihnatovich
Arrangement & orchestration: Franck Charles

All (Ft. Franck Charles)

Towards the sunrise

Child in Time (A Cover, Revisited)

푸른 빛과 초록 사이 (Orchestra) : 아용

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!

I am an university professor of history who enjoys playing (guitar and piano/keyboard) and composing: unpretentious, just for fun. As a consequence, the most of my recordings (made with KorgD8 / Audacity and also Reaper now, for MIDI and the Spitfire Audio sound libraries) are handcrafted and largely imperfect.
My stuff consists of old songs (all wrote in the past century; here are only those I have redone in these last years) and old and new instrumentals (usually in various versions, some of which are removed at some point because they're unlistenable). 
Thank you in any case for stopping here to listen to something; in the description area you can find often explanatory notes or lyrics translations.

Here I found a community of great musicians and songwriters and a lot of beautiful music to listen to; you can be sure that any liking, commenting or reposting by me is a consequence of careful listening to the tracks. Obviously, for this very reason, I am not interested in collecting free ‘likes’ without real listening. I will not answer any messages from possible promoters: the number of followers does not interest me in the slightest. 
By popular demand (well, exclusively my daughter's — she says it's the "cooler" platform), I'm finally starting to put some of my stuff on Spotify too...

Update (2024, September 9). Completed the "AI & (fake) songwriting project". Here: https://soundcloud.com/mick-hansan 

P.S.: A prayer, a humble request to those who publish songs: use the description area to make the lyrics available... This would make listening to them more complete and enjoyable!

I've posted some 'live' homemade performance here: https://www.instagram.com/michele_ansani/

All the old little things we have lost *

Michele Ansani

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