Conga and Bass brothers

This is the first in a series of eight easy, acoustic, rather short and inconclusive tracks, which I’ve assembled by working on new and reworking on some old material adding parts and sounds. 
Will anything actually happen in the end? Unlikely. Definitely not here. Here it’s a montage of bare arpeggios in various keys.
I recorded this some weeks ago: sorry about the guitar sound, the string squeak is a bit too much; now, I hope to have fixed that investing in a better and more expensive set of strings.

Composed by Michele Ansani (2025).
Female vocals are courtesy by Edm - Silk Vocal Samples.
Posted on SoundCloud: 2025, July 15.

In case nothing happens - part 1 (night)*

A coldwave track inspired by the rose coloured glasses coming off... 
Watch the video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mfqX944prIM

Lyrics:
What can I say
That I'm not ashamed to sing
Soon comes the winter
Will you be here for the spring?

And I
I've been waiting
Understating the lack of you
And I'm done anticipating
Translating what you know is true

I'm getting stronger
The longer I've forgotten you
And you're just a memory
That I choose to see
If I want to

And I
I've been waiting
Understating the lack of you
And I'm done anticipating
Translating what you know is true

And I
I must confess
To this beautiful mess
That you've made of me
Dancing in my party dress
In this beautiful mess
All around me

And I'm getting stronger
The longer I've forgotten you
And you're just a memory
That I choose to see
If I want to

And I
I must confess
To this beautiful mess
That you've made of me
Dancing in my party dress
In this beautiful mess
All around me



A Beautiful Mess

Foujita          ( translated after French Text )

Vidéo : https://youtu.be/wG4DmzweoTE

Texte :             Philippe J.  (@PhilippeJ.)
Chant :            Delphine     (@Ze Delph )
Musique : Alain Illos
e vous attends ici comme je vous sais là-bas
Et déjà de Paris si loin des embarras
Vous nous avez quittés mais vous n’avez pas fuit
Je vous sais étranger à tout ce qui ennuie
(Seulement) À tout ce qui ce qui ennuie
Foujita
Dans ce café maté ou s’entassent nos vies
Amère destiné qu’un passé déconfit
Je les vois défiler ces années, Ho chat oui !
Et si désemparée, je vous cherche, Dandy
Où sont passés Soutine et Modigliani ?
Que nous dit Picasso, loin de l’académie ?
Quand Zadkine est parti vivre aux États-Unis
Vous peignez loin d’ici mon portrait alangui
Mais moi je suis restée dans le vieux Montparnasse
Mon regard décalé s’embue et je me glace
Je voudrais présager votre retour en grâce
Léonard, Léonard, mon ami
Aussi je vous écrit Foujita aux traits fins
Aux blancs évaporés, aux gris évanescents
Et je m’évanouis lorsqu’en y repensant
Je fonds et me répands aux lits de vos glacis
Merci à vous Fuji, ô parure de mode
Homme déraciné, d’un monde qui désaccorde
Épris de liberté comme des anciens codes
Pour ce portrait léger, je vous le dis, merci

I wait for you here as I know you are there
And already so far from Paris and its troubles
You left us, but you did not flee
I know you are a stranger to everything that bores
(Only) to everything that bores
Foujita
In this dark café where our lives are crammed together
Bitter fate, a ruined past
I see those years go by, oh yes!
And so distraught, I search for you, Dandy
Where have Soutine and Modigliani gone?
What does Picasso tell us, far from the academy?
When Zadkine left to live in the United States
You paint my languid portrait far from here
But I stayed in old Montparnasse
My offbeat gaze clouds over and I freeze
I would like to predict your return to grace
Leonard, Leonard, my friend
So I write to you, Foujita, with fine lines
With evaporated whites and evanescent grays
And I faint when I think back
I melt and spread across the beds of your glazes
Thank you, Fuji, oh fashion adornment
Uprooted man, from a world out of tune
Enamored of freedom like the ancient codes
For this light portrait, I say to you, thank you

Foujita  avec Delphine

Desert Pulse

"Oblivion" was originally composed for bandonéon, piano and bass, by Argentine composer Astor Piazzolla in 1982. I have fallen in love with his music and had to play my own arrangement.
My sincere thanks to David Dunham for his generosity in mastering my track. @david-dunhamuser589535203
Original image courtesy of Kristin Snippe, Unsplash

Oblivion by Astor Piazzolla

numb

In the eyes that look at you, 
There is a world without lies
 I shared my nights with you
 Even got used to the silence


But something’s missing in this love 
Your eyes wander other roads 
Give me your heart, or else
 Don’t return to what’s left unfinished

Tell me the truth, my lady
 If you love, say it from the heart
 I can’t live a life built on lies
 I came to you with my soul, from deep within

Tell Me The Truth My Lady

mercedes

[Verse 1]
I need a spark to wake these bones,
You strike the fuse, you cut me close.
You drag me deep where the shadows spin,
Don’t hold back now — pull me in.

[Pre -Chorus 1]
Set this heart on fire, don’t let it fade,
Your touch cuts through where the secrets stay.
Etch your mark under my skin,
Let this burn begin again.

[Chorus 1]
Slow burn..., (slow burn....)
Burn...., slow burn....
Feed this ache, don’t fade away.
Slow burn..., (slow burn....)
Burn...., slow burn....
Crack these walls ‘til the silence breaks.

[Verse 2]
You wind me tight like a broken dream,
You crack my calm, split my seams.
When I fall hard through the static haze,
Will you stay close when the embers blaze?

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Tear this night apart, don’t let it drown,
Your hands pull truth where the dark runs out.
Scratch your vow into my skin,
Let the fever flood me in.

[Chorus 2]
Slow burn..., (slow burn....)
Burn...., slow burn....
Keep me raw in your hidden flame.
Slow burn..., (slow burn....)
Burn...., slow burn....
Light my bones where the shadows stay.

[Bridge]
Tie me up in your reckless storm,
Carve your name where my scars are worn.
I’ll keep this flame behind dead eyes,
Let me break where the lost ones rise.

[Pre-Chorus 3 — Final]
Burn this heartbeat loud, don’t let it lie,
Your touch cuts deep where my ruins hide.
Trace your fire across my skin,
Let me drown and rise again.

[Chorus 3 — Final]
Slow burn..., (slow burn....)
Burn...., slow burn....
Fuel this fire where the lost remain.
Slow burn..., (slow burn....)
Burn...., slow burn....
Brand my soul, let it scream my name.

Slow Burn

🎵 Welcome to NIMAX Music – the official channel of Nima Yeganeh, where EDM meets cinematic string textures. | 🎧 Dive into epic soundscapes, emotional builds, and genre-blending productions crafted to move you. | 👉 Follow & share the journey

Desert Pulse

Nima Yeganeh

Related tracks