Love without words, so sincere and heartfelt. Congratulations. This is just adorable. Your mom is proud in heaven!

Bright melody - super punctuating staccato

A touching song beautifully played. Super!

This soundtrack really touched me… it feels like every note is telling a story of love I’ve lived or dreamed of. It’s warm, emotional, and somehow makes everything around me feel more meaningful. Will done my dear Christian, nice to meet you and follow you now 👍

Weekly Wave

Lady Elena

A tune made for my mother, when she passed away

Rest in peace mom

Beyond Love

Mrs. Rhymes & Lost Angel of Havik - Dark Desires

...when your in the mood...'for a soft breeze', sit back and chill.

For a Soft Breeze

Drifting To Sleep

Astrarium

Waveguide

Sailing Away

Old references and maybe too 
sentimental…uh

Winger and Cage

Want me to pick two?
Eah, Nicholas Cage has made a lot of rubbish, but sometimes he’s good
Debra Winger made an impact on Shadowlands
But I’m still waiting for a character that will stir up my ordinary life
 
Movies are grand but they fade to black
Life keeps rolling and it won’t cut back
A hero’s arc or a villain’s delight
I’m stuck in the credits of a quiet night
 
Maybe it’s not on the silver screen
Maybe the drama’s in the in-between
A stranger’s smile or a storm in the sky
Something to make me feel electrified
 
Nicholas Cage with his wild-eyed grin
Sometimes he flops but sometimes he wins
Debra Winger left her mark on the screen
But where’s the spark to wake my routine
 
I’m still waiting for the plot to unfold

Winger and Cage

'keep everything'

note: I recently found this old journal and this riff was played live on my phone upon my front porch during a rain storm this evening. This particular entry was from June 18, 2014.

I was stagnant at work this evening and ventured outside to catch some air and to stretch my legs. The air was thick and stuck to my skin, leaving a glassy resemblance, caught by mine eye, while vainly glimpsing at my reflection in the moonlit window of a fellow employee's sedan. With literally hours until my next deadline, I opted to put some kilometers behind me, and make my way, by foot, towards the local University. 
While venturing through the streets inhibited by, both, students, and families, I found myself drawn to a well kempt bungalow, lit dimly by lamplight, with the sound of classical piano fluttering imperfectly through the screened windows, out into the quiet, darkened street.
Stopping dead in my tracks, I stood, admiringly, for what seemed like several moments, staring dumbfoundedly at the house, only picturing, within my head, the scenes that may be taking place within.
Something about the modesty of practiced, yet, un-perfected art struck me as beautiful and elegant. Perhaps it is because it is something I, myself, can relate to in my endeavors, whether it be sport, music, painting, writing, or anything else I've indulged in within my life.
Nonetheless, something about this moment inspired something within me, and, as I pulled myself away from the scene and continued my evening walk, my inner dialogue began dancing frivolously in my brain. So often these thoughts want to be blurted out by voice, finger picked on guitar, or bled out of a pen, but my anxiety, and utter refusal to let loose my inner creativity, my personal experiences, my soul, has previously crushed my desire to even remotely achieve some sort of self-satisfaction. 
Although words have been written, melodies have been played, and songs have been sung, from now on, there will be no filter. Journals will be kept, rather than torn out and thrown away, edited or deleted. Keep Everything. Every thought. Though, initially, they seem irrelevant, irrational, erratic...anything...they still are the soil from which an idea may grow from, flourish, even. So, even now as I carry on aimlessly, rambling, carrying on...I must say thank you to the pianist for airing my embers with their beautifully imperfect notes.

keep everything

Bruce Klepper's beautiful piece "Chiaroscur" inspired me a few ideas about art that I wrote in French. I sang them over Bruce's instrumental, improvising some melodies and vocal harmonies, and here is the result. 

*** L'ART POUR L'ART ***

L'art pour l'art, ou l'art pour l'argent?
Car il faut bien vivre, il faut bien survivre.
C'est bien évident...
Parfois c'est bien clair.
Parfois ça dépend…
Pour atteindre les rêves il faut rester sur sa faim,
et jeuner souvent, et prier longtemps.  
On prie quand on cherche la réponse dans l'âme,
la beauté dans le geste, le génie dans le vent.
L'obsession qui nous prend de puiser le néant,
de parfaire une esquisse, de créer tâtonnant,
c'est ça l'art pour l'art
qui coule dans le sang.

L' Art Pour L' Art (based on Bruce Klepper Chiaroscur instrumental)

words and music K Gennery
image courtesy of Joel Durkee Unsplash
Thank you so much @monnodb for the voice at the end.

My sister and I cared for mum in her own home for the last ten years, going every day. Mum had been diagnosed with vascular dementia. This song is more about what I could see coming, the bad days, as at this time mum was still more lucid than not. Daphne Gennery passed away peacefully on the 30th of August 2025 at the age of 95, in her own home, in her own bed.....something that she always wanted....no hospital or care home.

Lyrics:
on the other side of nowhere in between the nothing she cries
a flicker of a memory drifts into longing and dispair why?

gone is the laughter from feeling to just being
existing in complete isolation
eyes open wide all but dead deep inside
just a shell of the woman

she sits in the darkness alongside delusions and agitation
time shift is a constant through the window to the garden
she stares avidly

gone is the laughter from feeling to just being
existing in complete isolation
eyes open wide all but dead deep inside
just a shell of the woman


gone is the laughter from feeling to just being
existing in complete isolation
eyes open wide all but dead deep inside
just a shell of the woman

shell

■概要(overview)
自分の中の夏をイメージしました。
It was inspired by the summer inside me.

■歌詞
過ごした夏の数
まどろみの岸辺で
さざ波の記憶を
たどっているような気分
それは潮の綾

太陽を吸い込んだ
波の揺らめきが
瞼の裏で
揺れているずっと
寄せて返す幻

誰かが名前を呼んでいて
僕は浮かんでいるだけなのさ
時間が海に溶けはじめたころに
夏の風が冷たく感じて岸に向かった


モノクロームの夏
音の無い岸辺で
光の名残に
触れていたいような気分
夜が近い

波間に溶けていった
夏の幻が
瞼の裏で
僕を呼んでいる
その音で目を覚ます

誰かが波間に石を投げて  
小さな輪が広がっていった  
光と影をまといながら  
ちゃぷ　という音が胸に残った

いつまでもここにいたいな
浮かんでいたいよな
名前も忘れてしまったような
誰かに会いたいような

■Lyrics(google translate)
The number of summers I've spent
On the shore of my slumber
I feel like I'm tracing the memories of the ripples
It's the tides
The swaying of the waves that absorbed the sun
Swaying behind my eyelids
An illusion that keeps on ebbing and flowing
Someone is calling my name
I'm just floating
When time started to melt into the sea
The summer wind felt cold so I headed for the shore
Monochrome summer
On the silent shore
I feel like I want to touch the vestiges of light
Night is approaching
The illusion of summer that melted into the waves
I'm calling to me behind my eyelids
That sound wakes me up
Someone threw a stone into the waves
A small circle spread
Clad in light and shadow
The sound of splashing remained in my heart
I want to stay here forever
I want to float
I feel like I've forgotten my name
I want to meet someone

ちゃぷ(chapu)

In the previous version (https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/gamma-o) there was excessive sound saturation. I kept only the vocal part (remixed) and redid the piano backing, aiming for a more minimalist result.

Gamma Ø: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gamma_Island_(Greenland)

I think a good English translation of the original lyrics isn’t easy, but I’ll give it a try.

Lyrics [ENG / ITA]

And so we go on
along these parallel routes,
we’ll go farther
without ever moving forward,
for how much longer 
will you walk with me?

And so we sink
into this whirl of sensations,
and over us, you’ll see, 
the water will close again,
for as long as
it will still be enough for us?

And we stay like this
we’ll be fine together,
we’re already far away 
without ever having left

["Willkommen in Düsseldorf, meine Damen und Herren. 
Nach 11 Stunden und 59 Minuten sicher gelandet"].

-----

E proseguiamo così
su queste rotte parallele
andremo più lontano
senza avanzare mai
per quanto ancora
mi accompagnerai?

ed affondiamo così
in questo vortice di sensazioni
e su di noi vedrai l'acqua si richiuderà
per quanto ancora ci basterà

e rimaniamo così
staremo bene insieme
noi siamo già lontani
senza essere partiti mai

["Willkommen in Düsseldorf, meine Damen und Herren. 
Nach 11 Stunden und 59 Minuten sicher gelandet"].

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Lyrics and music by Michele Ansani (1982). Recorded in 2018 and 2025
Posted on SoundCloud on 2025, July 3.

Gamma Ø *

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