NO WAY TO ANNIHILATE A HIDDEN HAPPINESS

"Let's Try Again" - Edeltraud Trncik feat. Viktor Trncik

A song about second chances, originally written in 2010, 
now remastered and reimagined in 2025 with full orchestral arrangement.

When a singer-songwriter and an engineer-musician create together,
magic happens. This is our invitation: Let's Try Again.

🎹 Piano, Strings, Guitar, Bass, Drums
⏱️ 3:14
📍 Freiburg, Germany
💙 For everyone who believes in second chances

Lyrics:
How do I know that I've loved you all this time
Does it surprise you all that we turn around and smile
And I've been waiting for an invitation to your life
I've said what's now in this note that I leave on your pillow
So why don't we try again
Why don't we try again

And if they could see us
They might say what you said last year
And if we could change them
We'd be lovers again not friends
Well I've been waiting for an invitation to your love
I said in this note I left on your pillow
What now
Why don't we try again
Why don't we try again

Yes tonight I can hear you whisper
The words you would say if we were honest
Tonight I could feel it when you were next to me
And baby it's so clear to me that we can go back
And I've been waiting for an invitation to your life
So why don't we try again
Why don't we try again
Darling take my hand I promise you it won't be like before
But darling baby we can try again

And just pretend nothing happened
Let me look into your eyes
Then we'll kiss and take it slow
But I always knew that I love you

Let's Try Again

Annihilus

Stephen Watkins -electric guitar/Sitar/tabla/Sound engineer(mix and master) @texmex-shaman
Mark j Brewer-Bass guitar
jeff gardiner acoustic guitar/lyrics/vocals/artwork(Edgar the Cat)

Purgatory path by j. gardiner


there's really nothing left to say
but i'm going to say it anyway
thought i heard a whisper of the truth
but it didn't matter like i thought i might

Could have been an echo or the humming of a sharpened blade of steel
sliding in the rails of Revolution, the hounds are on the loose, they're on the trail.
The inhabitants are stark raving mad, this is documented well-

Fallen back to when the Radio played Paradise
falling into you, falling into you, i can't stop,i can't stop
i can't stop falling down the rabbit hole of passionate replys
i didn't even know, i didn't even know
that i was broken
till i found some bits of me, lying on the sacred ground in a dusty field, in a fever dream
just this side of town...  every time he turns around,he doesn't even know what he is feeling disconnected from
he only finds that he is further down the purgatory path
still hoping for some Reverie
even though it's no longer free
but just this Now in the evening's quiet Twilight
all concerns appear as superficial, like she said,"the more i learn, the less i know" and i concur--

I Concur with TexMex Shaman & MJ Brewer

Back again with a bit of Country . Fellow Northerner Dave Cooper sent me the lyrics to this , so I enlisted the help of my good friend Axel Menningen to put it together . It's an Anglo/German collaboration , we really hope you like it ! Me and Dave are back in a few weeks time ! Next up is a cracker by me and Gaz Brownie , followed by more me and Kim , stuff by myself , and another one me and Gaz have just finished . The song contest finished with no win for me and Kim , oh
bugger ! Many thanks for listening , it means the world . Me and Charlotte's album links are below
www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLA…L7MJ_1UTdMo0MjJLM
open.spotify.com/album/78ewrWZjS4…DSSrOdWlanz6UPMw

Turn around and face yourself
There’s nothing you can do
For you see there’s no escape
Love’s got a hold on you

It doesn’t matter what you say
It doesn’t matter what you do
There is simply no other way
Love’s got a hold on you
Chorus

Don’t hide your love
Don’t hide your love
Don’t hide your love away
Bridge

Every time you turn around
There’s a love that’s newly 
There’s a love that’s newly found
Solo

So don’t you try and hide
For you know that it’s true
Somewhere deep down inside
Love’s got a hold on you
Chorus x 2

End 

Love’s got a hold, love’s got a hold

Love’s got a hold on you

Don't Hide Your Love

Philosophisches Duett über die zeitlose Weisheit, dass wahres 
Glück nicht im Ankommen, sondern im bewussten Gehen liegt. 
Chamber Folk mit Cello/Violin-Arrangements, progressive Taktarten 
(7/8, 5/4) und zwei Stimmen, die Generationen verbinden. 
Für Fans von Sufjan Stevens, Fleet Foxes und moderner Kammermusik.

Lyrik: (The English translation is below the German lyrics)
Im Morgengrauen der Seele erwacht
Ein rastlos Herz, das nach dem Horizont sich sehnt
Die Ungeduld der Zeit hat uns gemacht
Zu Jägern, die dem nächsten Glück entgegen gehen

Immer rennen, niemals ankommen hier
Zwischen Atemzügen hält die Zeit still
Ein Zauber webt sich leise, sanft wie Schnee
Zeigt den Weg, den ich schon immer gehen will

Die Wahrheit liegt so nah
War immer schon da
In uns

Es gibt keinen Weg zum Glück
Glück ist der Weg, den wir gehen
In jedem kleinen Augenblick
Kann ich die ganze Welt schon sehen
Nicht am Ende wartet das Gefühl
Nein, es tanzt in jedem Schritt
Das Leben ist kein fernes Ziel
Es singt in unserem Rhythmus mit

Zwischen Anfang und Ende
Zwischen Traum und dem Erwachen
Leben wir

Der Duft von Regen auf dem warmen Asphalt
Ein Lachen das von tief im Herzen kommt
Die Wärme einer Umarmung ungezählt
Das ist das Glück, das in uns wohnt

Nicht wischen nach dem Glück, wisch als das Glück
Die junge Seele spürt es schon so lang
Zwischen Hetze und dem Stillstand liegt der Trick
Im bewussten Gehen liegt der Klang

Es gibt keinen Weg zum Glück
Glück ist der Weg, den wir gehen
In jedem kleinen Augenblick
Kann ich die ganze Welt schon sehen
Die Revolution ist nicht das Ankommen
Sie lebt im bewussten Sein
In jedem Jetzt ist alles gewonnen
Der Weg selbst lädt uns ein

Der Weg selbst ist das Geschenk

English translation:
At dawn, the soul awakens
A restless heart that longs for the horizon
The impatience of time has made us
Hunters who pursue the next bit of happiness

Always running, never arriving here
Between breaths, time stands still
A spell weaves itself quietly, gently like snow
Showing me the path I've always wanted to take

The truth is so close
It was always there
Within us

There is no path to happiness
Happiness is the path we walk
In every little moment
I can already see the whole world
The feeling doesn't wait at the end
No, it dances with every step
Life is not a distant goal
It sings along with our rhythm

Between beginning and end
Between dream and awakening
We live

The scent of rain on warm asphalt
A laugh that comes from deep within the heart
The warmth of countless hugs
That is the happiness that dwells within us

Don't wipe away happiness, wipe away as happiness
The young soul has felt it for so long
Between rushing and standing still lies the trick
In conscious walking lies the sound

There is no path to happiness
Happiness is the path we walk
In every little moment
I can already see the whole world
The revolution is not the arrival
It lives in conscious being
In every now, everything is won
The path itself invites us

The path itself is the gift

Der Weg ist das Glück

So, our friend (assuming he really is our friend) is no longer alone at home. The work week is over, it’s been a hard one. Maybe for both of them: for him, and for the woman now leaning out the window. There’s a touch of unease in the air, and it’s not necessarily connected to how things are going between them. Maybe something is about to happen. Or maybe not. The only sure thing is that they’re not interested in finding out.

This is the fourth in a series of eight easy, acoustic, rather short, and deliberately inconclusive tracks, assembled by combining new ideas with reworked older material, adding parts and sounds along the way. This time I struggled to make it to the end, adding and removing, changing and restoring and working to the mix. I probably messed things up a bit (thirty recorded tracks, twenty of them muted...), but never mind.

Part 1 here: https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/in-case-nothing-happens-part-1-night
Part 2 here: https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/in-case-nothing-happens-part-2-dawn
Part 3 here: https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/in-case-nothing-happens-part-3-noon
Part 5 here: https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/in-case-nothing-happens-part-5-night-again
Part 6 here: https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/in-case-nothing-happens-part-6-dawn-again

Composed by Michele Ansani (2025).
All the ambient noises are taken from public sound archives. Saxophone is courtesy by Diamond Hues. Male vocals are mine, female by Spitfire Labs.
Posted on SoundCloud: 2025, September 19.

In case nothing happens - part 4 (late afternoon)*

W-Sheep in The Rain

ANARS ! Cauchemar

A coisa ficou feia
Não vai ter espaço
Está tudo caindo encima de você
Dignidade em jogo é mais do que preciso para suportar
Acontece que nada ficou certo

Eu não quero que você me subestime
Você ainda não me conheceu
Só peço uma chance para demonstrar
O que é meu
O que é seu

E agora estão todos, querendo uma resposta
Uma prova concreta ,nada que pareça uma desculpa
Estão todos acreditando

Eu não quero que você me subestime
Você ainda não me conheceu
Só peço uma chance para demonstrar
O que é meu
O que é seu

Vocais, letra e melodia: Gui Pagliari
Guitarras e arranjos: Silvério Simioni
Baixo: Jaime Bones
Bateria: Kassio Todescatt

Uma Chance

Find Seagull's brilliant music here: @farout-music-studio

Find David's sublime guitar work here: @david-dunhamuser589535203
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You know, don't you?  Oh, yes you do.  
You know you're being monitored, observed, assessed by something that knows you intimately.  
Knows you better than you’d like to think.  
Your secondary semi-subconscious once-removed.  
That's why you talk to yourself - or pretend to.  
Admit it - you're not really you, at all, are you?  
In fact, you're not real, are you?  You are watching “you”.  
You are nothing but your alter ego's doppelganger temporarily encased in a piece of warm, wet meat.  
A transient instantiation of a mirrored reflection of some lump of sentience from precisely one, of an infinite number of parallel universes.  

It’s called “conscience”.  

Handle with care.  

You were gifted it for a reason.
_________________________________________________________________________________

"…..Neatly packaged, all my doubts, the rationales and bellyaches,
Wracked without, passion in thrall to humanity's handicap diamond stakes…."
_________________________________________________________________________________

Ghost of a Sense

Yes, I know you.
I can feel your presence.
I can touch you, smell you.
I see you not by sight of eye
And yet I ken that you are I
That vespered wraith that writhes within
To test my faith, try my sin
Push the bounds to cause offence
A moral, soul thing, ghost of a sense recalls myself, so well defined
Entrenched, walls behind, built so sound of dust that crowned the pity, falling soft amiss, 
Deep inside the tears I cry as here I find my self-abyss.

Whispers bringing shadows, filled of secrets therein held,
Memories, morose, piece me still, to wear in time, my wasted face.
And now reside, cast aside, to forge and ever meld,
Of haunting, ringing echoes, that will alone their chime erased.

Ah! But you won't twist me, nor bind me fast, to the sandy doctrines of the misty past, 
With its beards and staffs and crinkled testaments.
My future's sprinkled here present with your crass irrelevance and matters not that sat right there, 
The blackest chasm in my simpling world so spare, 
Where space and time have overspilled the leaking psyche of a crippled mind,
That barely copes, unfulfilled, a crooked, limpid moral health of broken shrines
That hopes to find ....
   .......some worthwhile inner self.
___________________________________________________________________________________

Photo by Marten Newhall on Unsplash

Ghost of a Sense ... with Seagull and David Dunham

I fully expect some people to get creeped out and unfollow but when I used to go to church, I’d get creeped out, so this is that, and fair is fair. I'd probably get arrested in the former Unites States. FYI, I'm not really a witch.

Lyrics:

They say kneel, they say pray, then rub my shoulders and look away.
Bitter tales and the air is stale, and every song scrapes like nails.

Fingers grip far too long and voices wail and they call it song.
Speaking in tongues I can’t translate, and threats of fire if I escape.

Eyes are closed when questions burn.  
God is needy, I have learned.  
Every sermon strokes a fear and every smile masks a sneer.

If I stumble I must pay the vengeance dressed in holy gray.
I hear whispers through the walls judging me with ancient laws.

Close your eyes, eyes that pry, I was born in truth but raised in lies.
Try to mould me, I defy, I’m your fear and I will fly.

No one’s born to kneel or pray, they teach us fear to make us pay.
Books are closed when questions burn but we are here, you never learn.

Hands on eyes, eyes that pry, born in truth but raised in lies.
Try to mould me, I defy, I’m your fear and I will fly

Who I love terrifies you
A coven hidden in your pews
Your God’s a myth and you’re a fake
We live beside you, wide awake

We Live

Berimbau Way (2025)

Chapter 251 of 266

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But "TAFFETA" is more than just a collection of songs; it's a journey of the soul. Set against the backdrop of loss and longing, the project follows the story of a woman who slips into a coma following the untimely death of her husband. Through the evocative power of music, listeners are transported into her world, where emotions ebb and flow like the tides of a restless sea.

Week by week, each chapter of "TAFFETA" unfolds on SoundCloud, inviting audiences to immerse themselves in its haunting beauty. From cinematic compositions to haunting electronic soundscapes, each piece adds a layer to the intricate tapestry of sound, weaving a narrative that transcends the boundaries of language.

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Taffeta 251

TAFFETA | 251

☆Silence Remembers  .( The Parasite Awakens Saga)

Songster version was a little ‘copla’ about not being able to be with, nor without, a loved person.  As usual, I’ve ‘upgraded’ it, process from which you only get the final result, normally. 

But, following lyrics’ contradictions, I not only serve parts with different levels of (dis)order in heavy rock - flamenco sauce, but raw vs very cooked parts as well, starting with the improvised phone recording of the very first idea I had to develop the song, so please excuse my failures and noises.

Letra  /  Translated lyrics:

Te veo venir (No te vuelvas a ir)  /  I know where you're coming from (Don’t you leave again)

Te veo venir,                                                 /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes con esa carita de pena,        /  when you come with that sweet sad face,
te veo venir,                                                  /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes llorando sin que te duela,     /  when you come crying without any pain,

te veo venir (x3)                                            /  I know where you're coming from, (x3)

Te veo venir,                                                 /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando dices que quieres hablar conmigo,  /  when you say that you want to talk to me,
te veo venir,                                                  /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando quieres estar al lado mío,                /  when you want to be by my side,

te veo venir (x3)                                           /  I know where you're coming from, (x3)

Te veo venir,                                                 /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes con esa carita de pilla,          /  when you come with that sweet sly face,
te veo venir,                                                  /  I know where you're coming from,
cuando vienes con esa sonrisa, chiquilla,    /  when you come with that smile, little girl,

te veo venir (x3)                                            /  I know where you're coming from, (x3)

ER33FI03 RUIZZO©1996 – FRANCÉS RECORDS®2016


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