｢調整 ~ ADAGIO ADDOLORATO」

Concept music for a scene of a graphic novel. Part 1 of 4.

Music written, produced, performed, mixed and mastered by Thomas O'Higgins Horna.

Cover art: "Die drei Lebensalter der Frau" (1905) by Gustav Klimt. Edited by me.

This track is not to be used to train AI.

RECONCILE

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Elegy

I only sing !!
Mahan Mahan all instruments !!

Mahan Mahan And eddyoffline 22

The Lizard Tree

Base photo for cover by Kunj Parekh on Unsplash

There Once Was

Funk Februari

© 2023 Pantomime Riot

Fire drops walls can’t  protect
Filthy water that will infect
Bleached bones in the midday sun
Shots rattle from a distant gun
Into the trailer single file
Another misplaced juvenile
Stench is strong as heads are bowed
Tightly packed no bags allowed

Dark waters to a better path
Slide away from the aftermath
Heard tales of a promised land
Can’t be far now close at hand.

Dipping under rusted wire
Leaving the frying pan for the fire
Slip down to the rugged shore
Face pressed to the salty floor
Push against the currents force
Whispering voices plot a course
Waves crashing as you start to slide
There’s no sign of the other side

Dark waters to a better path
Slide away from the aftermath
Heard tales of a promised land
Can’t be far now close at hand

Dirty bandage fallen slack.
Hands burnt from the last attack.
Biometrics have been destroyed.
The guard looks tired and seems annoyed.
Status can’t be verified
Documents won’t be supplied.
Ushered off to the holding cell.
Your latest twisted living hell.

Dark waters to a better path
Slide away from the aftermath
Heard tales of a promised land
Can’t be far now close at hand.

EARLY BRIGHT

PROMISED LAND

'Crossing The Boundary' Is a Jazz Fusion piece inspired by the growing sense of a lack of compassion and respect for one another and the land. The building in the cover image and taken by Freddy Bence, demonstrating what I am sensing "world wide". A downward spiral in care for ouselves and our surroundings.
However, forever the optimist, I look forward to an upward turn in the situation, when common sense once again hits in.
My thanks to Freddy for his superb camera skills and you can visit his page here: https://soundcloud.com/fjbence

Thank you for listening and any comments you care to leave will be received with much gratitude.
Alan

Light The Candle Please

Crossing The Boundary

Morning Glory

A pulsing layered rock dirge about being stuck in the eating utensils of giants or unnoticed between the typeset of discarded newspapers. Bat! Bi! Hiru! Lau! We've all been there!

From the album LATITUDE BERA available at https://brittapejic.bandcamp.com/music

Latitude Bera

Between the Tines

One time living, two time giving, 
three time's knowing when to quit
you've been drinking, I've been hiding
hoping this will all come to pass.

We'll be waiting for you
at the lake
Pray you'll make it
while we are awake

Find the signal, filter the noise
Telescopes in the night
Let's get moving on this future journey
the rest is past so get on with it
Here be dragons, we were pirates
Endless games and endless days
gone by

We'll be waiting for you
at the lake
Pray you'll make it
while we are awake

By and large, the demons are gone
must be careful they don't come back
you'll be better, I know you will
If you make it through the night keep breathing still
Sense of doubt could lead one astray
but follow the shoreline
you'll find the way
hey hey

We'll be waiting for you
at the lake
Pray you'll make it
while we are awake

One Time Living

In 1936 a small town suffered plague and pestilence. 11 women gave birth to what the town described as feral, clawed, masked and lethargic￼￼ creatures. The citizens dispatched all but 3 of the mothers but strangely enough let the creatures live. The remaining mothers fostered all of the “children” and were quarantined to an abandoned and barren farm. The farm and its inhabitants became known as Sloth Camp. They were left to fend for themselves, surviving on what little they could grow and animals ( mainly rats) they could catch. An outhouse painted with images of lions and baboons and other creatures from distant lands started being worshipped by the “ children “. This is Sloth Camp...