Successful stereo effect, making you turn your head a little here and a little there!

great storytelling and melody. really like the images in the lyrics

A very enjoyable moment to listen to your song Michele….

pezzo bellssimo davvero ... molto profondo e fatto perfettamente ... musiche bellissime...

Fantastic song with incredibly good flow! Great vocal and instrumental performances! Awesome production, Michele!

This is a fairly complete revision of the original upload of August 2022. It is a jubilant piece that needs to be taken in its own  terms. The musical vocabulary in this piece is very conservartive and it obeys conventional structural norms.
This version was mastered by John Cafarella

Night of Golden Stars Revision EWQLSO version 25 September 2023

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eFHxIk3Abwk
https://www.instagram.com/p/C5gbPsNKSmP/

Springtime Again (blossom)

Teen Suicide

Lyrics and music: Michele Ansani (1998).
Inspired by a Robert Musil's short story ("The Perfecting of a Love", 1911).
Cover photo is from Pietro Corrao.

Like some others I have already posted, this is a song from the late 1990s, recorded then with a Korg D8. I remixed the surviving file, working on volume and equalisation after separating the tracks, and adding some stuff. 

LYRICS (ENG / ITA)

nervously looked at the stranger
at that moment his beard lit up for a moment
she guessed there solidity, naturalness
and everything reconnected, she was there...

It flashed in her mind that already other times
The thing had begun in the same way, it was so...
And at the thought for an instant a voluptuous horror touched her
A voluptuous abulic horror
as before a sin yet unnamed

she wondered if he could have noticed
that she was looking at him
and her body filled with a slight sensuality
she seemed to be swimming in darkness before him
dissolved and impalpable like pale foam

so they travelled close
and little by little crept back into her thoughts
that restlessness
she tried to tell herself
that it was only the disturbance
of that sudden solitary journey
among strangers
soon afterwards instead she believed
that it was the wind that enveloped her
in a rigid frost

there was suddenly
a light high and clear on her past
as on an indescribable landscape of mysterious order
was a strange sense of the future
as if everything
that seemed long past
still lived on

furtively she sought the stranger
at that moment his hand for a moment
caressed her
she sensed in it a natural solidity
and everything reconnected
they were there ...

and thought of days
strangely distinct
from all the others
open before them
like a fugue of remote rooms
and joined with a hasty laugh
to the conversation

----

nervosamente guardò lo sconosciuto
in quel momento la sua barba per un attimo s’illuminò
v’indovinò solidità naturalezza
ed ogni cosa si ricollegò, lei era lì…

le balenò in mente che già altre volte
la cosa nello stesso modo incominciò, era così...
ed al pensiero per un istante la sfiorò
un orrore voluttuoso abulico
come davanti a un peccato ancora senza nome

si chiese se potesse essersi accorto
che lei lo guardava
e il suo corpo si colmò di una leggera sensualità
le sembrava di nuotare nelle tenebre davanti a lui
dissolta e impalpabile come pallida schiuma

così viaggiarono vicini
e poco a poco ritornò ad insinuarsi nei suoi pensieri
quell’inquietudine
cercò di dirsi
che era solo il turbamento
di quell'improvviso viaggio solitario
fra gente estranea
subito dopo invece poi credeva
che fosse il vento che l’avvolgeva
in un gelo rigido

vi fu improvvisamente
una luce alta e chiara sul suo passato
come su un paesaggio indescrivibile dall’ordine misterioso
era uno strano senso di futuro
come se tutto ciò
che pareva da lungo tempo passato
vivesse ancora

furtivamente cercò lo sconosciuto
in quel momento la sua mano per un attimo
l’accarezzò
v’indovinò solidità naturalezza
ed ogni cosa si ricollegò
erano lì ...

e pensavano a giorni
stranamente distinti
da tutti gli altri
aperti davanti a loro
come una fuga di stanze remote
e si unirono con un riso precipitoso
alla conversazione

La Conversazione *

Rising For Air (G. Di Nunno)

It's now to throw aside and bleed
Out the poisons I've collected
That span that took more than gave
Open arms to leave rejected

All that pressure building
Attempts at fitting in
Followed scripts as written
Left stricken from the spin
That rise for air
Rising.

Remembered how you laughed me down
Once the aura lost its luster
And joined the band of lonely ghosts
Isolated, cold, to shudder.

Friends fled through the back door
As scissors cut the ties
Got the hand-down remnants
With footprints left by spies
That rise for air
Rising.

It all depended on a former vision
The effort given rewarded with tension
A lightened hatred as the months were flying
Became a new scene; tell me how that happened?

Where stares were hard
A lightened mood
Has entered here
And washed away.
What led to this
Is memory
To part and go
Not looking back.
Rising
Rise for air
Rising
Rise for air.

All lyrics and musical performance by Gino Di Nunno
Copyright 2024.

#8. Rise For Air

Hidden World

Awaiting Your Return

method: vst and voice
narration: basically a test of equipment; waiting area - there is an interlinear translation below the text - say hello to Godot in case they happen to be around ;-)
image: copyright jo richter

poem / copyright jo richter:

ausgestanzt und plastiform
da sitzen wir und warten
pferde
mit lichttriefenden nüstern
die silhouette einer großstadt
aus bakterien und hoffnung

interlinear translation: waiting area //  punched out and malleable / we sit and wait / horses /   with nostrils dripping light / a city skyline / made of bacteria and hope

wartesaal

Time Rock

Standing Stones (2024) Anthology CD1 Track 10

Flutter (2024) Anthology CD2 Track 11

Jesus ist auferstanden

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' domestic performance here: https://www.instagram.com/michele_ansani/

La Conversazione *

Michele Ansani

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