Anymore (Conover/Welin)

My second DAW song.

Fortress of Fear
Please help me out, please help me out, out

I'm trapped inside this fortress of fear
I'm trapped inside this fortress of fear
Walls closing in, their shadows coming near
Mean voices and noise that only I can hear
It comes back a long forgotten tear
It comes back a long forgotten tear

I cannot find out, flee from the noise so loud
I cannot find out, I am nothing but doubts

Please help me out, please help me out, out

I'm trapped inside this fortress of fear
Ever higher the strong walls they grow
Inside this tower my soul feels low
Oh I feel so real insanity grow
Watch me sinking as madness overflows
Who can remember once I was a rose
Who can remember once I was a rose

I cannot find out, I could scream and shout
I cannot find out, I could scream and shout

No way out, no way out, no way out
How to get out, how

Fortress Of Fear

✨🔥 J'ai l'immense joie et la fierté de vous présenter mon 3e titre “La fille triste” 🔥💫

Voir le clip sur YouTube : https://youtu.be/8XASb-8Bk0c

Cette chanson est l'aboutissement de longs mois de travail car pour la première fois, je me suis donnée le challenge de vous partager mon propre arrangement musical et j'ai fait aussi mes premiers pas dans le montage de clip vidéo. Un grand Merci à mon père et mon frère pour leur aide et leurs conseils qui m'ont été vraiment précieux. 
Je remercie toutes les personnes qui m'ont aidée, soutenue et conseillée pendant cette période ❤️🔥🎶

Bonne écoute 🤩

✨✨✨ Vous pouvez me soutenir en partageant largement sur les réseaux, en vous abonnant ici et sur YouTube et en en parlant autour de vous 🙏😍

Arrangement musical : Lena Normane
Clip vidéo : Lena Normane avec le soutien de Patrice Herve et de Damien Baldoni  
Enregistrement mix et mastering voix : Spin Records - Studio d'Enregistrement  

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Dans ses yeux tristes
Je me trouve face à moi
Je ne sais pas quoi dire
Par là je me noie
Sur ma peau des rides
Des traits sombre et noirs

Ici la fille tisse
Ses rêves insolites
Ses peurs parasites
Dans une vie sans limites

Dans ses yeux tristes
Aux yeux clairs et teint pâle
Je l’ai vue elle se hisse
Même si elle a mal
Elle a peur du vide
Ou d’une vie trop fade

Ici la fille tisse
Ses rêves insolites
Ses peurs parasites
Dans une vie sans limites

Ouh ouh ouh … 

Dans ses yeux tristes
Où coulent des larmes
Elle croit mais elle file
Le coeur bat et se calme
Elle se tait l’âme grise
Au fin fond elle se damne

Ici la fille tisse
Ses rêves insolites
Ses peurs parasites
Dans une vie sans limites

Ici la fille tisse
Ses rêves insolites
Ses peurs parasites
Dans une vie sans limites

Ouh oh oh oh …

La fille triste

Stroke Tomorrow

It's time to wake up! This song should be a wake-up call to anyone who feels trapped in a period of uncertainty or doubt. This track is to remind you that there is always hope, even if the world sometimes seems bleak. 'Wake Up' wants to motivate you to step out of the shadows, find your energy and move forward full of drive. Let the beats carry you and feel the power of new beginnings! 

DAW Cubase
Halion Sonic 7
Groove Agent SE
Retrologue 2
Padshop 2
Colors LoFi Tapes
Novel Piano
Verve
Transverse
Hybrid Hit
X-Stream
CRE8 Wave Engine
Navia Harp
Evo Elysium
Kontakt Etheral Earth
Habitat by Domink Eulberg
Iconica Sketch
Ocular Sounds

100 bpm

Picture by Merlin Lightpainting on Pixabay

wake up

Fender Squire Mini guitar
Yamaha Bass
Korg N364 workstation
Yamaha Tenor Saxophone

You Better Beware the Sax Maniac

Luster of Midday

In Euripides' tragedy 'The Suppliants', a group of Argive mothers travels to Eleusis to plead with Theseus, king of Athens, to help them recover the bodies of their sons, who fell during the failed assault on Thebes. The Thebans, in fact, refuse to return the corpses for burial. These mothers, immersed in profound grief, represent the universal symbol of maternal mourning in the face of the loss of their children in war.

Cover picture: Theseus and Amphitrite with Athena looking on. Interior from an Attic red-figure cup, 500–490 BC. Currently housed at the Louvre Museum of Paris (inventory G 105).

Composed by Michele Ansani (2023-2025).
Female vocals courtesy of VOX.
Posted on SoundCloud: 2025, April 4.

The Suppliants *

Voici une version solo du morceau 'Rosewood'
Aussi disponible sur Bandcamp : https://matzizrecords.bandcamp.com/album/rosewood

Vous trouverez également une version alternative en collaboration avec l'excellent Jörg S ( joerxworx ) au sax que nous sommes très heureux de vous présenter.

Lien vers son profil : https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx
Lien vers la version en collab : https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx/rosewood-2

Impatient d'avoir vos retour ❤

Rosewood - Solo version - (Collaborative alternative version with Jörg S on Sax in description)

Hey…. Thanks for dropping by. April 21st, fresh snow on the ground that hopefully will melt off by the end of the day. Yesterday, I was out transplanting some small Lupine and Columbine plants from out of the lawn. They grew there from seed that spilt from nearby flowerbeds. I put them into a rock garden I recently refurbished. I pulled all the rocks out, dug down to get all the invasive grass roots out, and rebuilt it with a few extra rocks. After that chore, I dug up several Spruce seedlings from the Spruce trees I planted here decades ago. Those little saplings grew up under a lilac bush, so I moved them out into open areas in the backyard. They probably won’t get to be 3 feet tall by the time I pass from this mortal coil, as I am old, but I plant them anyway b/c they’ll most likely still be here when I am gone. Ha. I have been transplanting a lot of volunteer flower plants into my neighbor’s yard, from my vegetable garden in preparation for Spring planting. They find their way into the garden, by wind, bird or however, and I just let them grow, but soon there’s more flowers than vegetables, so I find them new homes. Lastly, I replaced the wonky wheel and axle assembly on my old wheelbarrow, held together by hose clamps, during a snowy day last week, with a wheel from a wheelbarrow I recently got from a pile of free stuff (junk) out on the road, that a neighbor was tossing out. The barrow was cracked, but the wheel/axle were fine. Now I am ready to roll. That is how Spring is here in the mountains…. So several years back, there was quite a large pack of dogs that would freely run around our rural neighborhood. They lived here and loved being able to roam. When I first saw them on my way to the mailbox, they did not know me, and several dogs growled at me. (Rightly so.) Ha. It was a standoff moment for sure. So I just laughed at them. They were not anticipating that. So from then on, we’d have some fun whenever I saw them. Most of those dogs have died over the years. It was sad to see them go. So I included them in this song. I hope you like it. Mark

Going To The Dogs

Some Monday noodling on my accordion.    I anticipate it will always be free from tariffs as I doubt any country needs to protect itself from foreign music hobbyists.

Tariff free

I like to record various tunes  I play  on my accordion from time to time,  some new tunes I make up, and tunes I learn from those I follow on soundcloud.   Sometimes you will find  collab projects here too.

I try to put a link where to find the notes or the other players in the track descriptions.

Mirror site - older recordings:  https://hearthis.at/newshoe-ap/



Banner art :   R. Ingall, ca. 4-2023,  acrylic paint on canvas, from the blue and orange period.

Tariff free

newshoe

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