e che sviluppi ma, ti avevo gia' detto...inarrivabile🙃😳😃🙇🏾‍♂️🙇🏾‍♂️🙇🏾‍♂️

Wonderful track, beautiful melodies Michele! Bravo!

This really captures the romantic, haunting quality of the wall. Great work!

Some people try to invent truth to make sure things are remembered a certain way. I’ll have to listen to the original version of this. Michele.. your work shines and your presence here is an influence on all who listen.🙏🏼

ancora una volta ....bravissimo👏🏽☕👏🏽☕👏🏽☕✊✊✊🔥✨🔥✨🔥✨🔥

flauto magico si abbina meravigliosamente alla dolce voce della tua creatura che se non sbaglio ha altrettanti doti come il padre...🎹🔥🎹complimenti🥂✨🥂e' quello che spero nella mia di 10🙋‍♂️🎺👏🏼🎺stupendo che si appassionino alle nostre querelle🤣😃behh dai , capito, cambio spacc...🤗😉😃👏🏼🙋‍♂️buona giornata e....zzz che musiche super ricercate e di qualita' assoluta....🥁🥂🥁🥂🥁🥂

In 410 A.C. Romans left the rule of Britain. The date and the reasons are still and always a matter of debate among historians; however, in 2010, when it may have been 1600 years since that event and to commemorate it, 500 lighthouses were lit along the route of Hadrian's Wall, from east to west (cover image).
The first draft of the track is not recent (I didn't like it so much) and can be found here: https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/departure-from-britannia. I recovered audio material that I had discarded at the time (recording quality not optimal) and added some stuff.
Vocals by Ginevra Ansani and Arthouse Acoustic (samples). Flute by Trey Eley (Soul Surplus samples).

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Composed by Michele Ansani (2017-2024).
Posted on SoundCloud: 2024, August 19.

Departure from Britannia (final version) *

It's a special honor that my dear friend Michele Ansani asked me if I would like to work on a song he wrote years ago called 'Alla Fine della Fine delle Fini' (To the end of the end of the ends) which is a great track. When I listened to it I said to Michele that I thought the song is already finished and asked what I supposedly could do with it. He said, that he wasn't going to publish it and wanted me to work on the root idea of the song to create something new.  Thank you so much Michele for being so generous to leave the basic song idea to my purposes (all flaws are mine).

Listen to his wonderful music here, you all know him anyway: https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani

Michele Ansani: Seed idea
Me: Instruments, vocals, lyrics, arrangement.

Photograph from the top of Half Dome, Yosemite NP, CA, USA by A. Besinger  2022

One day I walked the shores of time
Wiping away the footprints left behind

Tossing stones into the sea  
Just to watch the ripples making their way back to me  

What if these dancing rings were just memories
Would they come to life once more to set me free?


Abandoned this place that I called home ￼
and took that boat I was hiding for so long 

Facing the storms, past the sirens song
The love of gods in mind may have led me wrong

Set course to the end of the end of the ends
So when you step off the edge of the world 
Make sure that your wings are spread 

When I stepped through the gates of Plutonion
Caught between Scylla and Charybdis I would be found

Sacrificed the ones to whom I belonged
A wise man would rather be envied than being wronged

Set course to the end of the end of the ends
So when you step off the edge of the world 
Make sure that your wings are spread 

Set course to the end of the end of the ends
So when you step off the edge of the world 
Make sure that your wings are spread

Off the Edge of the World (with Michele Ansani)

Starting off 2025, the new year, with a bit of uncertainty.
A life- choices theme? An Economic cautionary tale?
I prefer the political application of the Latin "Buyer Beware". The application came, in the US in November, turning back progress. In Canada, Trudeau has just announced his resignation. Buyer Beware, or to use Joni Mitchell's words, "You don't know what you've got til it's gone, they paved paradise (progress) and put up a parking lot (or oil pipelines, or coal mines, or trying to threaten neighbours and make enemies of friends). But the people knew what they were doing when they created this mess...or were they victims of social media, filters, throttles, algorithms, and moneyed influence peddling?

A dark musical synth-based veneer, casts a brooding affect over the listener, though, if the message is heard, embraced, and a direction changed, a hint of optimism may yet prevail.

Available for D/L on the WAG Wix page, track 7 from the 2024 collection called Spittle and Spite : https://www.terrywigmore.com/wigmore-allen-gibbons


Caveat Emptor (Buyer Beware)
Aaaaah….
Hear what you want to hear
And you see what you want to see
There is truth… and there is need
Caveat emptor…let the buyer be aware
Caveat emptor…beware
Shudda…like you shudda…check it out… like you shudda
Like you should …check it out (x2)
(INST)
The best that you can do, in a locked room
Is press your face to the window
Are you fearful of being angry?
Or so angry at being just fearful?
Caveat emptor…let the buyer be aware
Caveat emptor…beware!

Wigmore: Music, Production
Allen: Bass, Guitars, Vocals, Lyrics: 
WAG@2024

Spittle and Spite

Caveat Emptor

Original song by Mia (Miper): https://soundcloud.com/miper/last-call-morten-jeamland-miper-1

Last Call (Remix 2025)

One theme , 4 different versions. With the huge help from my mate Wonder Georg !

The 4 Colors Pen w/ Georg Boehme

... The spinning wheel turns, days go by with countless chores around the house. Everything is on her shoulders – a dreamer husband, naughty children, the financial well-being of the family. With each passing year, her strength diminishes. New circumstances and inevitable mistakes, like tropical thickets, encroach on the comfort and well-being built with such difficulty. The wheel turns more and more slowly. The thread becomes thinner. And in the end, it breaks, no longer able to withstand the inexorable march of time…

«Incansable rueca de Úrsula Iguarán». Op.16-04. (2016)

Sounds odd but I think I more or less agree with these lyrics. The "purpose" of life or for that matter anything is subject to interpretation. However i do think we spend far too much time and energy searching for a reason or purpose when one probably does not exist. Life is a wonderful accident. This distraction of searching for "meaning" distracts us I think from the practical task at hand: caring for each other and the planet.

lyrics
I walked through the woods on a sunny day
nothing on my mind to get in the way
I looked to my left,I looked to my right
I looked straight up at the sky so bright
when I stumbled uopn something hard to explain
6 big trees in a circle so perfect
there HAD to be a reason
There HaAd to be a purpose
who could have done such a wonderous thing
Deep in the woods away from everything

As I left the trees and walked along
my eyes now firmly fixed on the ground
I didn't look left, I didn't look right
my ears had gone deaf,my eyes had gone blind
my mind was too full
my thoughts too profound
a circle? why a circle?
so perfectly round
what was the purpose?
A reason MUST be found

I kept walking with those trees on my mind
to my surprise what did I find
a big empty field of broken swords and shields
piles of bones of horses and men
a glorious battle here must have been
I saw 2 banners, one red and one blue
facing each other as the cold winds blew
one bright and proud of this I was sure
but now dull and tattered,ripped and torn
each of them stained with the blod of the other
I wonder who won this epic struggle

I picked up a skull and looked into the eyes
and started at the empty space inside
why did you fight? why did you die?
where is your gold? where ids your glory?
Is there no one left to ell your story?
what was the cause? what was the purpose? it must have been great to cause such carnage
but the forest was silent I heard no answer
there was no reason why
I thought of the circle I thought of the skull
so I left the clearing  with a step that was light
I looked to my left I looked to my right
I looked straight up at the sky so bright

we work too hard sometimes it seems 
to give a purpose to everything we see
and no longer have to ask mysellf why?
now I can look up at the sky

the circle and the skull ( are we kidding ourselves??)

I'm glad to present my second collab with Mathieu Torres - who added his brilliant guitar.
Definitely hot spice ! :-) https://soundcloud.com/mathieutorresworks

Fragments / feat. Mathieu Torres

Inspired by “The New Colossus” by Emma Lazarus, 1883.
Copyright 2025

They got on boats, and they sailed across the ocean hoping for a better life
They left behind poverty, famine, hardship and strife
She lifted her lamp behind the golden door
She welcomed them with open arms 
But we don’t need those people any more 
We’ll use robots to tend our farms
There’s an angry mob wearing red caps
And they’re pulling on a rope
They’re trying to knock down that statue that gave so many people hope.
They say a rising tide lifts all boats but now it’s every nation for itself
As the billionaires and oligarchs accumulate more wealth
We’re all just living on this rock floating in the vastness of space
You’d think we’d find a way to co-exist as one human race
There’s an angry mob wearing red caps
And they’re pulling on a rope
They’re trying to knock down that statue that gave so many people hope.
Someday if you’re standing there waiting at the pearly gates
With a bunch of other people waiting in line to get into heaven
And you’re filling out God’s paperwork so you can immigrate 
How will answer that question did you love or did you hate 
There are people who call themselves Christians who don’t practice what they preach
They see a man whose down on his luck, and they consider him a human leech
There’s an angry mob wearing red caps
And they’re pulling on a rope
They’re trying to knock down that statue that gave so many people hope.
There’s an angry mob wearing red caps
And they’re pulling on a rope
They’re trying to knock down that statue that gave so many people hope.

Angry Mob Wearing Red Caps

Eternal Caravan – Caravane Éternelle

Der Ruf des Schamanen

Hello! I’m a university professor of history who enjoys playing guitar and piano/keyboard, and occasionally composing — unpretentiously, just for fun.
Most of my recordings (made with a KorgD8, Audacity, and more recently Reaper for MIDI and the Spitfire Audio libraries) are entirely homemade and decidedly imperfect.
My music includes old songs (all written back in the last century; here I’ve only shared the ones I’ve reworked in recent years) as well as both old and new instrumentals — usually in several versions, some of which eventually disappear because they’re simply unlistenable.

Thanks for stopping by and giving something a listen; in the description you’ll often find explanatory notes or translations of the lyrics.
Here I’ve discovered a community of talented musicians and songwriters, and plenty of beautiful music to enjoy. Whenever I like, comment, or repost a track, it’s always the result of attentive listening. For the same reason, I’m not interested in trading empty “likes” without real engagement, and I won’t reply to messages from would-be promoters — follower counts don’t matter to me in the slightest.

By popular demand (well, actually just my daughter’s — she insists it’s the “cooler” platform), I’ve finally started putting some of my music 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/

Departure from Britannia (final version) *

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