A truly beautiful song, superbly accompanied.

Beautiful song with a heartfelt vocal.  Lovely work.

Absolutely delightful song - it's so very beautiful in all respects! Thank you so much for this brilliant collaborative work, enjoying it a lot!

What a unique style you both have. This is great

Superbe chanson bien orchestrée et magnifiquement interprétée. Excellente réalisation. Joli travail. Grand bravo.

These words are obviously so dear to you Michele, so much so that their emotional meaning spills over to the listener. Francess has made brought this to life with such a sympathetic arrangement. Beautiful and moving work

There’s such a great depth to this. 🙏🏼

Zephyrus the wind, Chloris, the chlorophyll, flora... All in it.

FACE THE CROSSROAD WITHOUT ANXIETY

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Star Dust In The Jungle

I Can See the Light in Your Eyes
written by naldo
lead guitar Richard "Blitz" Livoni

afterglo above-10.1

i can see the light in your eyes

Angels

https://youtu.be/gA4yEMZG4ZY This is the link to the YouTube video of the track.

Other Eurorqck modules such as function modules, effects modules and a sequencer(s) were used.

Buchla 259T CV Demo 2

"Anxiety Cage" is a raw and evocative reflection on the modern human condition, blending haunting melodies with deeply resonant lyrics. The song delves into the suffocating grip of virtual connections and relentless demands, painting a vivid picture of a soul caught between the pressures of a fast-paced digital world and the yearning for genuine human connection.

The lyrics explore themes of isolation, sacrifice, and vulnerability, capturing the restless urgency of trying to save the world "one byte at a time" while grappling with the emptiness left behind. As the clock ticks on and the story unfolds, the song closes with a bittersweet moment of connection—holding a hand, tasting ash, and questioning if understanding and salvation are still within reach.

With its emotive power and thought-provoking narrative, "Anxiety Cage" is a profound anthem for anyone seeking meaning amidst the chaos of modern life.

Co-producer: Blaž Pavšič
Mixed and mastered @A7-Recording-Studio (www.a7recordingstudio.com/)

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Anxiety Cage

FACE

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Composition made in September 2024 and edited in January 2025

When I started composing I put a simple photo on my profile of a landscape where an important photovoltaic and solar installation near Seville stood out and which I visited for professional reasons.

About 10 Years ago I changed it for another one (the current one) where I blur my face (I admit that I'm a bit shy about these things).

After sending several photos of myself to the people I've collaborated with, I thought that maybe it's time to make myself known as I am now to the rest of the people who don't follow me.

A face is no longer just that...that's why I've simply called this composition face.

9 tracks of the native MS2 instruments and Xewton forum.
1 track OB dx
2 tracks X pad
1 track Sunrizer
1 imini Arturia.

Mix: my car (Parked)
DAW Music Studio 2
Hardware ipad.

Photo...Myself.

Thank you very much for all these years of support and comments.

Paco.


Next composition: Sun &Soul (Collaboration with Osc Project)

Face

Zephyrus abducted and then married the nymph Chloris, transforming her into a goddess: Flora.
The portrait of Flora, together with the scene of the abduction, is depicted in one of the masterpieces of Renaissance art: ‘Primavera’, by Sandro Botticelli (Uffizi Gallery, Florence).

I wrote this song when I was in high school (which means in the mid-70s), so I guess the naivety of the lyrics and the simplicity of the original melody are understandable. Francess (@pianofran : you all know her) worked beautifully on that melody (the archeological version of the song had a definitely different rhythm); we weren't planning to revive the song (the idea was to produce a purely instrumental piece), but the beauty of this piano arpeggio motivated me to give it a try. And so I sang it.
Of course, my gratitude goes to Francess for the magnificent work she has done on this my old music! 🙏

Lyrics (ENG / ITA)

You live in the leaves
of your fears
like a snowdrop
that can never bloom
Sad mechanisms
your tears and your smiles
seek the courage
to break the enchantment

But the wizard who imprisoned you
With golden bracelets
cannot stop the wind
that ruffles your thoughts
and only in little moments
incredulous and light
you imagine that time
listens to your breath

Already the leaves are falling
of your fears
and the wind disperses them
among thousands of plains
Your new smile
like fountain water
chases in the streets
other gazes and new lives

The sky is a hawk
and air a bee
the waters together dance
in your soft fingers
of perfumed musk
you will carry them with you
never more shall you pass
where they still shade
cold, dark bushes

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Vivi tra le foglie
delle tue paure
come un bucaneve
che non potrà mai fiorire
Tristi meccanismi
i tuoi pianti e i tuoi sorrisi
cercano il coraggio
di spezzare il sortilegio

Ma il mago che ti imprigionò
con braccialetti d'oro
non può fermare il vento
che ti spettina i pensieri
e solo in brevi attimi
incredula e leggera
ti immagini che il tempo
ascolti il tuo respiro

Già cadono le foglie
delle tue paure
e il vento le disperde
fra migliaia di pianure
Il tuo nuovo sorriso
come acqua di fontana
rincorre nelle strade
altri sguardi e nuove vite

Il cielo è un falco
e l'aria un'ape
le acque insieme danzano
nelle tue dita morbide
di muschio profumato
li porterai insieme a te
mai più dovrai passare
là dove ancora ombreggiano
cespugli freddi e scuri

----

Lyrics: Michele Ansani
Music: Michele Ansani & Francess Harris
Piano: Francess Harris
Vocals and arrangement: Michele Ansani
Composed by Ansani & Harris (1976-2025)
Posted on SoundCloud: 2025, February 14

Flora [with Francess Harris] *

El taller de Cuca:
Toni Solé (piano and keyboard)
Mery Navarro (choirs)
Cuca Aguirre (choirs)
Pepe Gámez (Spanish guitar)
Antonio Sánchez (Spanish guitar and bongó)
Adrián González (electric guitar)
Sergio Párraga (keyboard, bass, melodic bass, cajón, palms, choirs, drumms programming and production)

Donde siempre

Crossroads

I had so much fun getting the chance to let loose a bit in the percussion department on the latest song by The Eclectic Collective that I decided to post a short mix with just the isolated percussion. I'm joined here by Ken who's keeping on the steady with his perc work too, as well as Josh who is playing both the bass & rhythm guitar here. 

Here's the original song with the full EC gang playing (see description for full details):

Meet The New Bossa
https://on.soundcloud.com/kJpFgfnEE95H84U66

More goodies in the "ISOLATED TRACKS" playlist:
https://soundcloud.com/user-432503709/sets/isolated-tracks

meet the new bossa (ISOLATED RHYTHM SECTION)

Holy F*cking Hell is an anthem for the binary times we live in — where we’re only allowed to be red or blue.

It was written at the height of the pandemic, in the middle of a ridiculous war between left and right, as a form of satire aimed at those who, overnight, took to the streets to defend their favorite politicians like beloved pets.

How hard it is to have a different opinion...


Holy F*cking Hell

It’s tough being Latin, straight-faced and broke,
No cash in the bank, just the weight of the yoke.
They see the beard, think I’m red to the core,
But when they ask why, I just show them the door —

Holy fcking hell,
Holy fcking hell,
Holy f*cking hell...

It’s hard to explain why I’m poor with an iPhone,
While some ride in limos to buy fast food alone.
Hard to explain all the hate and the fear —
When sooner or later, we all end up here:

Holy fcking hell,
Holy fcking hell,
Holy f*cking hell...

It’s hard to explain all the racism.
Hard to explain this damn system.
Hard to explain the consumer's chain,
Hard to say I don’t think the same.

It’s hard to explain why it almost makes sense —
Chase money for life, die broke on a bench.
Sell your soul just to fit the scene,
Play nice and clean,
Be silent and tame,
So you get to complain...

It’s hard to explain that my joy ain’t your pain,
And your life won't change if you let others remain.
Just accept there's more ways, more minds, more views —
And deal with the folks who don’t live like you.

Then maybe we won’t have to yell it again:
Then maybe we won’t have to yell it again:
Then maybe we won’t have to yell it again:

Holy fcking hell,
Holy fcking hell,
Holy f*cking hell...

+++++++++++++++++++++PORTUGUES

Puta que Pariu é um hino aos tempos binários que vivemos, onde só podemos ser vermelho ou azul. Escrita no auge da pandemia e no ápice da guerra imbecil entre destros e canhotos, como forma de escárnio aos que, do dia para noite, começaram a ir para as ruas defender seus politicos de estimação. Como é dificil ter outra opinião....


Puta que Pariu
Difícil é por ser latino americano e careta.
Sem um puto no banco, empapuçado de marreta.
Não é por ser barbudo que eu viro comunista.
Difícil é explicar já mando logo para a
Puta que pariu
Puta que pariu
Puta que pariu 
Difícil é explicar porque sou pobre e tenho i-phone.
Ou quem vai de limusine no dogão pra matar a fome.
Difícil é explicar porque a discriminação.
Se em mais ou menos tempo vamos todos para a
Puta que pariu
Puta que pariu
Puta que pariu 
Difícil explicar o racismo.
Difícil explicar a opressão.
Difícil explicar o que o consumismo.
Difícil é dizer que eu tenho outra opinião.
Difícil é explicar que isso tudo faz sentido.
Viver atrás de grana pra depois morrer mendigo.
Vende a vida por grana.
Pra querer ser bacana.
Recatado e do lar.
Pra poder criticar.
Difícil é explicar que o meu bem não é seu mal.
E que nada em sua vida deixará de ser igual.
Se você aceitar opções e opiniões.
Se você aprender a lidar com quem mora na terra.
Nunca mais vamos ter de mandar
Nunca mais vamos ter de mandar
Nunca mais vamos ter de mandar
Puta que pariu
Puta que pariu
Puta que pariu 


Holy F*cking Hell (Puta que Pariu)

BOUNCING BACK

&copy;Junzo KOWASHI
Chord(simple)
intro
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Gm │Gm  │Dm │Dm │
A# │A      │Dm │Dm │

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Dm │Dm  │Dm │Dm │
Dm │Dm  │Dm │Dm │
Gm │Gm  │Gm │Gm │
Dm │Dm  │Dm │Dm │
A#  │A#  │A     │A    │
Dm │Dm │Dm  │Dm │

Beyond The Dust (Etude for Minor Blues : Dm)

Little to say about this song; both lyrics and music (all organic but for programmed drums) were done very impulsively, so it may show my primal inspiration without reworks or additions. Hope you'll enjoy it!

Pic from: https://vincentmars.com/2013/11/20/the-sensual-paintings-of-fabian-perez/

Translated Lyrics:

YO PENSÉ (LA SEXTA VEZ) / I THOUGHT (THE SIXTH TIME)

Yo pensé: esa mujer no es peligrosa…
  (I thought: that woman is not dangerous …)
No esperé enamorarme como un idiota.
  (I did not expect to fall in love like an idiot.)
Me pregunté: ¿qué tiene en los ojos que tanto me tienta?
  (I wondered: what’s in her eyes which tempts me so much?)
y me acerqué para hablar con ella y verlos de cerca.
  (And I got closer to speak with her and watch them closely.)

Y si era la primera vez, ¿por qué no extrañaba hacerlo con ella?
  (And if it was the first time, why didn’t I feel strange doing it with her?)
Y si era la primera vez, ¿por qué parecía que era la sexta?
  (And if it was the first time, why did it seem to be the sixth one?)
Y si era la sexta vez, ¿por qué hubo preguntas después de la escena?
  (And if it was the sixth time, why were there questions after the scene?)

Y si fue la única vez, ¿por qué no puedo apartarla de mi cabeza?
  (And if it was the unique time, why cannot I take her out of my head?)

ER41FI08 97-17

Factor Integrante

Yo pensé (La sexta vez)

Out Of The Confusion

Misty Mountains

(Don't follow me here, best on my main page ;)

Hello! I’m a university professor of history who enjoys playing guitar and piano/keyboard, and occasionally composing — unpretentiously, just for fun. I’ve been here for at least 10 years, but only recently have I started using the platform for something other than just external digital storage.
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. And yet, I think that lately I’ve learned to do something a bit more - and better - also thanks to greater commitment.
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.

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/

Flora [with Francess Harris] *

Michele Ansani

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