I love this pure and raw version. So simple and yet so touching. Fantastic lyrics. They moved me to tears, also because it’s a true story in which probably every one of us can find themselves. When we are young, we are free and don’t think about the fact that we will one day be old. But what I like best is the ending, where she dies and is young and carefree again. Even though it is sad when a chair or armchair is once empty. Yes, unfortunately, you often only notice it when it’s too late. Wonderful song! Uniquely beautiful and something special to me.

Fairytale Forest Pt. 3

SHE WANTS ME NO MORE 
         THIS TIME IT’S FOR SURE
                          IT’S THE SONGS I SING 
                                   THEY’RE NOT SINKING IN…   NO MORE 

    I’M STUCK IN THE STRAITS
           WITH A BOAT ABOUT TO BREAK   
                         IN THE GUTTER I’LL BE  
                LOOKING FOR THE LOST PARTS OF ME 
                        THAT’S WHERE I’LL BE  
                                  WHAT WILL BE, WILL BE… 

PLEASE THROW ME A ROPE
AND PULL ME INTO PORT
A PORT THAT’S STILL WELCOMING
SOMEONE LIKE ME, SOMEONE LIKE ME…

           IT IS WHAT IT IS, WHAT WILL BE WILL BE 
                      STILL LOOKING FOR THE LOST PARTS 0F ME …

The Lost Parts of Me

Let’s not mince words here. Trump is the embodiment of corruption, greed, and incompetence. He’s a man who has spent his entire life looking out for himself, exploiting others, and leaving chaos in his wake. As De Niro so eloquently put it: *“He’s a dog. He’s a pig. He’s a con. He’s a bullsh*t artist. He’s a mutt who doesn’t know what he’s talking about.”* This isn’t just about politics—it’s about morality. It’s about standing up to a man who has no respect for the rule of law, no respect for the truth, and no respect for the American people.  

Trump’s presidency was a disaster. He divided the country, emboldened hate, and failed to deliver on his promises. He’s a man who thrives on chaos, who lies with every breath, and who cares only about his own ego. As De Niro said: *“He’s a punk, he’s a dog, he’s a mutt. He doesn’t know what he’s talking about. He’s an idiot. He’s a fool.”* And yet, here we are, facing the possibility of him returning to power. We cannot let that happen. We cannot allow this man to continue to poison our democracy.  

This is not just about Trump—it’s about the people who enable him. The sycophants, the cowards, and the opportunists who stand by his side and allow his corruption to flourish. They are just as guilty as he is. As De Niro said: *“They’re all scum. They’re all mutts. They don’t know what they’re talking about.”* We need to hold them accountable. We need to stand up and fight back.  

The stakes are too high to sit on the sidelines. This is about the soul of our nation. It’s about protecting our democracy, our values, and our future. We cannot afford to let Trump and his enablers win. We must vote, we must organize, and we must make our voices heard. As De Niro said: *“We’re gonna fight back. We’re gonna fight back with everything we’ve got.”*  

So let’s do this. Let’s come together and defeat Trump once and for all. Let’s show the world that we are better than this. That we will not tolerate corruption, lies, and hate. That we will stand up for what’s right. As De Niro said: *“We’re gonna win. We’re gonna win because we have to.”*  

This is our moment. This is our fight. Let’s get to work.  

#DefeatTrump #VoteHimOut #NotMyPresident #DeNiroWasRight

Trump is a Bow Wow

Omaggio a Papa Francesco
Con grandissima riverenza e riconoscente amore
Instancabile fino alla fine della sua vita terrena
Homage to Pope Francis
With great reverence and grateful love
Tireless until the end of his earthly life

Elegia di Pasqua (EASTER ELEGY )

Elegia di Pasqua - EASTER ELEGY

Music, lyrics, ac. guitar & vocal : Grave
Ac. guitars, bass & mix : PJ Project

Political Correctness

(No GenIA inside)
----
We should live
This love unreal
All we feel
Is all that's worth living for
Don't you want it all
When in the end, the final curtain will fall
Always on time

I gaze every time
At the beauty I can see wherever I am
'cause I know that the world
Reflects in our mind
And that everything is merged, in a whole design

We should live
This love unreal
All we feel
Is all that's worth living for
Don't you want it all
When in the end, the final curtain will fall
Always on time
Always on time
No matter what you own here
Always on time

We live among the stars
But we don't even see them any more
Lost in the light that excites
Disturbed by the noise
Like butterflies we flutter
Thinking it's forever 

So I gaze every time
at your beauty I can see wherever I am
'cause I know that our love
Reflects in our eyes
That somehow this feeling is the great design

We should live
This love unreal
All we feel
Is all that's worth living for
Don't you want it all
When in the end, the final curtain will fall
Always  on time

I will live
This love unreal
All we feel
Is all that's worth living for
don't you want it all
When in the end, the final curtain will fall
Always on time

We should live
This love unreal
All we feel
Is all that's worth living for

----
Nous devrions vivre
Cet amour irréel
Tout ce que nous ressentons
C'est tout ce qui vaut la peine d'être vécu
Ne veux tu pas tout cela
Quand à la fin, le rideau final tombera
Toujours à l'heure

Je regarde à chaque fois
La beauté que je peux voir où que je sois
Car je sais que le monde
Se reflète dans notre esprit
Et que tout est fusionné, dans un dessein globale

Nous devrions vivre
Cet amour irréel
Tout ce que nous ressentons
C'est tout ce qui vaut la peine d'être vécu
Ne veux tu pas tout cela
Quand à la fin, le rideau final tombera
Toujours à l'heure
Toujours à l'heure
Peu importe ce que tu possèdes ici
Toujours à l'heure

Nous vivons parmi les étoiles
Mais nous ne les voyons même plus
Perdus dans la lumière qui nous excite
Perturbés par le bruit
Des papillons, nous voltigeons
Pensant que c'est pour toujours

Alors je regarde chaque fois
Ta beauté que je peux voir où que je sois
Car je sais que notre amour
Se reflète dans nos yeux
Que ce sentiment est quelque part le grand dessein

Nous devrions vivre
Cet amour irréel
Tout ce que nous ressentons
C'est tout ce qui vaut la peine d'être vécu
Ne veux tu pas tout cela
Quand à la fin, le rideau final tombera
Toujours à l'heure

Je vivrai
Cet amour irréel
Tout ce que nous ressentons
C'est tout ce qui vaut la peine d'être vécu
Ne veux tu pas tout cela
Quand à la fin, le rideau final tombera
Toujours à l'heure

Nous devrions vivre
Cet amour irréel
Tout ce que nous ressentons
C'est tout ce qui vaut la peine d'être vécu

This Love Unreal

“You endure what is unbearable, and you bear it. That is all.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

“Cancer is a word, not a sentence.”
― John Diamond: Journalist and commentator

A song inspired by a phrase that popped out of my oldest granddaughter's mouth, and which subsequently became the title; and by the recent death of an old school friend. He is the first of that particular group of friends to pass away, which no doubt forces those friends still alive to face up to their own mortality. This is my response . . .

Lyrics:
I hear her weeping when she thinks that I am fast asleep
That’s when I know she’s hurting, although it’s hidden deep
In some ways I’m better off than her as drugs, drugs can mask my pain
You see, I’m like a long-running TV show they won’t renew again
I heard somewhere there’s many ways to live within a tragedy
I’m praying to whatever god there is, it’s not some fallacy

I’ve never been called sexy, no one’s ever said I’m cool
I’ve always been the shortest; to be accepted, sometimes I’d play the fool
I remember us lads, drinking pint after pint, way back, way back in our youthful days
I love to reminisce with you and laugh at our wild & drunken ways
The wife is calling out to me that I should really, really try to eat
I swallow some, but all I taste is metal … and defeat

It’s been so long since we spoke to each other, I wish, I wish that I could stay
I’d love to reminisce with you & laugh at those crazy, long-gone days
But I can barely speak right now, I’m bombed out up to the eyes
So, call me back tomorrow, just hope I’m still alive!
credits

from One Singer Left to Mourn, track released May 31, 2025
Music, lyrics & vocals: Michael Sellers
Guitars & bass; keyboards; percussion: Sergio Aguilar
Bugle: Franklyn Brooks
Production, musical arrangement, mixing & mastering: Sergio Aguilar
Cover design: Michael Sellers
Track cover photo: Image by Roman Ska from Pexels

One Singer Left to Mourn

The Taste of Metal & Defeat

A laid back song from me and Kim , we hope you like it ! Me and Dave Cooper in about a week with a lovely Folk/Rock song , after that is a song by myself , then me and Gaz with real drummer Ken , then me and Kim , and more by myself , the never ending story !
Me and Kim are still hoping to win a song competition , so if you can find the time please vote for us  http://hofa-contest.com/song/19226/
Charlotte and I still have our album out
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_nWWNcrIRv08J_eEbL7MJ_1UTdMo0MjJLM
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Thank you so much for your continued support !

Quiet Rest

As neon lights blaze in the East, warriors clash. Feel the rhythm ignite.

Neo-Eastern Duel

unplugged walk alone

This song is rough recorded in 1 take on my Zoom ... a song about my grandmother who I always think of as Advent approaches.

Let It Snow (copyright 2025 by Mike Dampf)

At her window in the spring, at her window everything
then the summer, then the fall
waiting for the call

She was there, I knew it well, loneliness rings like a bell
far away, on thinning air
but I was young and didn't care

"and who will climb the stairs for me
and who will bring his heart to see
these bitter stars, this hungry soul
let it snow, let it snow"

Dusty star on a metal tree, advent mass on a small tv
a ticking clock, an empty chair
an old, gray partridge in a pear

Finally I made the call but there was no one there at all
a clock unwound, a book unread
an open cage, a bird that fled

Soon the 12 days and the star, hope love finds you where you are
you'll hear bells on thinning air
but you are young and may not care

Let It Snow (Advent Song)

Writing songs and kitchen party playing with my many musical friends ... pretty much sums it up.

Let It Snow (Advent Song)

Mike Dampf

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