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The burning eternal question - do you love me?
Do you love me, you love me?
Well so do people who sell ice-cream
They'll say anything, they think I'd like to hear

Do yo love me like they do?

Hey girl, you better watch out
cos people care not for what you may
Though it's written on their faces
They hide behind sweet words

Anybody for ice-cream (or tennis)?
(a nod to @nic_nic_nic: Nic for tennis suggestion)

Live Studio recording, engineered by Darren Flynn
Drums Steve O'Keeffe (The Pale/BluesConfidential  www.bluesconfidential.com
https://soundcloud.com/bluesconfidential) 
Bernard Byrne (The Pale)
Lead vocals, BV, guitar, art by Suzanne Ledwith

Change of Address

Hey Ho

Peaceful Days

"Up in the Gallery" (German: "Auf der Galerie") is a short piece of fiction written by Franz Kafka. It was created between November 1916 and February 1917 and published in the collection „Ein Landarzt“ (A Country Doctor) in 1919. The story offers two versions of a scene in which a young man watches a circus ringmaster and a woman on horseback. (Wikipedia)

The picture shows a section of: At The Circus Fernando, The Rider
by Henri Toulouse-Lautrec (1888)

Public domain translation by Ian Johnston (November 2003)                     


Up in the Gallery

If some frail tubercular lady circus rider 
were to be driven in circles around and around 
the arena for months and months 
without interruption 
in front of a tireless public 
on a swaying horse 
by a merciless whip-wielding 
master of ceremonies, 
spinning on the horse, 
throwing kisses and swaying at the waist, 
and if this performance, 
amid the incessant roar 
of the orchestra and the ventilators, 
were to continue into 
the ever-expanding, gray future, 
accompanied by applause, 
which died down and then swelled up again, 
from hands which were really steam hammers, 
perhaps then a young visitor to the gallery 
might rush down the long stair case 
through all the levels, 
burst into the ring, and cry “Stop!” 
through the fanfares 
of the constantly adjusting orchestra.


But since things are not like that,
(Since things are not like that…rep.)         

since a beautiful woman, in white and red, 
flies in through curtains 
which proud men in livery open in front of her, 
since the director, 
devotedly seeking her eyes, 
breathes in her direction, 
behaving like an animal, and, as a precaution, 
lifts her up on the dapple-gray horse, 
as if she were his grand daughter, 
the one he loved more 
than anything else,
as she starts a dangerous journey, 
but he cannot decide to give the signal with his whip 
and finally, 
controlling himself, gives it a crack, 
runs right beside the horse with his mouth open, 
follows the rider's leaps with a sharp gaze, 
hardly capable of comprehending her skill, 
tries to warn her by calling out in English, 
furiously castigating the grooms holding hoops, 
telling them to pay the most scrupulous attention, 
and begs the orchestra, with upraised arms,
to be quiet before the great jump, 
finally lifts the small woman down from the trembling horse, 
kisses her on both cheeks, 
considers no public tribute adequate, 
while she herself, leaning on him, 
high on the tips of her toes, 
with dust swirling around her, 
arms outstretched and head thrown back, 
wants to share her luck with the entire circus—
since this is how things are, 
the visitor to the gallery puts his face on the railing and, 
sinking into the final march as if into a difficult dream, weeps, 
without realizing it.  (rep.)

Up In The Gallery (Kafka, 1919)

Signs

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Original music by : FPMORINSTUDIO/François Pierre Morin musician composer

4/4 And 7/8 Bass And Beat

A children's fairy tale as a name giver? One might have expected that from economists, but from astrophysicists? Well, they were also inspired by economists when it came to finding a catchy, symbolic replacement for the term habitable zone. This is the name given to the area around a star in which life could arise on possible planets.


Very roughly speaking, the distance to the star must allow temperatures at which water remains liquid on the surface of a planet. According to the ideas of terrestrial biology, life cannot develop without this.

For decades, this was a rather theoretical consideration. The few scholars who thought about habitats in other star systems first spoke of ecosphere or life zone, until they finally agreed on habitable zone. Sounds nicely learned. But with the discovery of the first exoplanets, planets outside our solar system, at the end of the millennium, academic as well as general attention increased enormously: Is there something out there? Is there distant, alien life? Could there be? With each newly discovered exoplanet is meaningfully tapped: Isn't it so close to its star that it burns up everything? Doesn't it orbit it so far that everything freezes on its surface?

It's like in a fairy tale with Goldilocks and the three bears, where everything has to be just right. The porridge must not be too hot, the little bear's chair undamaged, his bed unused. Economists have long spoken of a goldilocks economy when moderate growth coincides with slight inflation. A fairy-tale term - now also for an astrobiological concept.

Brevity Of Life (Goldilocks)

I made this song with the desire to replace and connect with the next tone before the change in tone has meaning.
 I love to remember the reality in my mind, such as "when I feel the emotions of others" and "impressions of dreams just before waking up".
 I wanted to express the movement of my heart, which only I, who I love so much, know through music. 
 I tried to stay as far away from any form of genre as possible and carefully searched and made my own form.
 The characteristic of this song is that you can't find a more comprehensive image than any other song in the past.

Longing for something that has substance even if it has no form.（238）

Oh......
I'm feeling so tired today
Oh, I love so much in this life
Much more than I ever felt love...in return

All my children are grown
They don't even call me

Oh, why do our puppy dogs not live so long
They always gave me the best company
Oh, I'm dying alone now

My head is so, so floating away
I shouldn't (have) taken all those pills....but
Oh It feels so good to know tomorrow
 won't be awaken

They might find my stinkin' green flesh
(two months , three months who knows)

I don't really want to make them feel guily but
They really should (be) 
... knowing how much they took advantage of me

I'm tired of suffering in my smiling coma
Everyone says how ya doin' and I just say
...I 'm just fine....
When they know it's not true anyway
Nobody cares anymore...cruel world

It's not depression, it's just there's no reason to fight anymore 
I've been waiting for the courage to take this step
Don't need a LINE to... prevent me from SUICIDE

When will I go to that eternel sleep and peace
There'll be angels waitin' for me I'm sure
Cause I've always blessed them in my soul
Good bye, this is my SUICIDE NOTE

There are many reasons why I could, one year later I'm posting this again. A very painful breakup. I am in great pain. This song hits hard. This is dedicated the most beautiful, caring, generous Yvane, who lost her brother to a likely suicide. She never got over his death. Yvane, I miss you, you were my friend, my cousin and an exceptional mother, leaving two remarquable children in grief. She couldn't make "the suffering" -  the secret haunting monster in her head, go away.

Suicide Note

SUICIDE NOTE

Blackout

When I found this sound, it reminded me so much of Alan.s breakfast at Atom Heart Mother, that I couldn´t resist.
By the way, do you know what this sound is really made of?

JOE´S PSYCHEDELIC BREAKFAST

Have a good trip! (Homesick Jam)

Miss Notafraid sind: Andrea Lehmkuhl
Mike Sauer (Mitbegründer der Berliner Dark Wave Band "Neun Tage")
Check out our video for "wake up"
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=CgGmzwTqTzc

also Check out pur Video for „cut up“ 
https://youtu.be/0pZYKeTzKOY

cut up (visit on YouTube)

Miss Notafraid

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