All I know is it takes a narcissist to call someone a narcissist ❤️

nuff said ,great work Marty ,great delivery

Music & Piano: Jan Schonander

Got in my head that I wanted to play something with a little staccato and this is what came out. Also thought it would be a good idea to do all four seasons and recruited three pianists to complete the cycle. Delighted that Debra Buesking agreed to take on summer and here is a link to her wonderful interpretation:
https://soundcloud.com/debra_buesking/summer-interrupted-c/s-6ix0O3wrxbm

Two additional Soundcloud artists have agreed to tackle Fall and Winter and when their inspiration results in a track the links will be here too. I have also put together a playlist where all four tracks eventually will be in a collection. 
https://soundcloud.com/thegats/sets/four-seasons-interrupted/s-A8Hi6t3VNkV?si=a7457f3de6a241c3a68fc7f30c86a64c&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

I spent seventeen long winters in Stockholm. Funnily enough the most challenging season to me was always spring with all the false starts and long hiatuses. By the time it’s May and you can reasonably expect some warmish weather (defined as over 50F) it inevitably snows and destroys your planned weekend bike ride, or maybe you just have to keep your down jacket in the closet a few more weeks and leave your lighter clothes at the back of the closet. Of course, spring is the beginning of a period of more fun and games. Hopefully you can hear the pull between spring trying to break through and winter lingering on in this music.

This is a performance with no post recording edits. It is entirely in Gm except for 1 note intended to denote a dissonant interruption. I wonder who can locate that B.

Spring Interrupted

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Our bodies are enslaved, but our minds and our spirits do not have to be. Do not fear thinking outside what is considered normal, do not fear to think unlike your peers. If they judge you, let them; their opinions are of ill importance; what matters is your heart, what matters is the truth. This physical existence is but only a short chapter in the epic tale of you and I; a tale that connects us all and stretches throughout eternity.

As your lives are spent working day in and day out to reach the a-typical material goals, ask yourself in a deeper sense: are you happy? Do you know true happiness? Or do you merely find comfort within the confines of societal boundaries because it is safer to follow the majority?
	
Liberate your spirit; even if it means being criticised, even if it means being considered abnormal; everyone has the right and/or power to be themselves, we just need to break free from the shackles of fear which hold us back from revealing what is behind the mask.

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Cheers CJ

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Trance Ship

What a nice surprise when groove master Cosmic Ratzzz sent me his original Blues For Mr Rhind and asked if I could join him.  Check out and follow his vast collection of tasty and grooving originals:  https://soundcloud.com/cosmic-ratzzz

And thanks as always for your generous time listening, for your comments and for your shares

Blues For Mr. Rhind - Cosmic Ratzzz / Jamie Rhind

Originally composed by Koji Kondo (1991)
Arranged and Performed by Brian Butts
Image generated by http://hotpot.ai

Overworld (Kondo 1991)

please forgive my vocals, which start about 2:20
(if you want to skip the first song start it at 2:00)

There were fireworks in the sky
I’d never seen a night so bright
On that fourth day of July

I was far away from home
And It felt so all alone
But There was magic in that night

Do I believe,  do i believe
Can I open up my eyes
To what’s real and what’s a lie?

Those restless summer days, we walked and talked the time away
The cool summer nights and the ocean breeze and you and I

I was hoping you might see
Some spark of life in me
Something there i;ve never seen

But it was just a summer thing
A meaningless little fling
That's what you said to me

But it was more it was so much more
When will I open up my eyes
To see through this disguise?


Those restless summer days, the times i kissed your tears away
The cool of the summer nights and the wind so free and the fireworks bright
And your breath on my skin, and your heart in time with mine
with no one else alive
Lost in space and time…
Why did we say goodbye?

We never even tried
and we left it there to die
Why’d we ever say goodbye

Medley July 4th/Why Did We Ever Say Goodbye? (w/ VOCAL)

Picture from the video game God Of War
We are nothing more than mortals waiting for the day when Átropos cuts the thread of our life.

Átropos

Shade

method: employing the presets of the arpeggiator on the a50 to narrow in on philip glass, bbc's celts, orinico flow, the moldau, pata pata or sonamos or whatever your enlarged and numerous senses might perceive
narration: a flow, a bend, afloat
image: copyright jo richter

poem / copyright jo richter

striations of birthing she bore
as though no one had suffered before

shattercone . the final couplet

shattercone - the final couplet

The monkeys always chose the path of pain, chaos and destruction...don't  give them guns.

Don't  give Monkeys guns

¡¡ Warning: very old track with very LO-FI sound !!

A tribute to the heavy origins I wrote on July 1994: two alternating riffs and a 3rd theme for a rest; little by little encouraging voice and of course, distortion on rhythmic and solo guitars.

Tributo al jevi original que escribí en julio de 1994: dos riffs alternados y un 3er motivo para ir descansando, voz que poco a poco se va encendiendo, y claro, distorsión en rítmica y solista.

Lyrics/Letra:

Casi he olvidado el tiempo
 en que podía decirte que no.

He tirado mi cigarro a la noche
y no quiere apagarse,
para seguirla viendo desnuda
a la luz de la calle.

Si hay sí,
pero ni la piscina,
ni los tragos de Passport,
pudieron apagar...
...mi cuerpo, su cuerpo, ¡qué locura! (bis)

Casi he olvidado el tiempo
en que podía decirte que no.

Y ahora vuelvo a estar atrapado
de lo que pude escapar,
ahora vuelvo a ser esclavo
de lo que pude olvidar...
...de ti, de tu cuerpo, nena, ¡qué locura! (bis)

Cuando podía decirte que no (Si hay sí)

Thank you to all my supporters. Much love <3
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Vocalist; songwriter; poet; author; D-grade philosopher.

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> Salvatore Nuccio
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>> Angelo Annicchiarico
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>> Tracey Cracknell
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>> ZODALITT
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>> BlueToad 
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>> Kenny Dyer
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>> Behold the Sludge
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>> IPG1 aka LOU
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