Feel The Earth Spinning

Imagine  ( Cover, )

Many thousands of years ago, our ancestors lived here on our little globe. Did they have any idea of the future..... and if so what was "future" for them? "Tomorrow, next week, or next year?" Did they even have a word for future? Or was life exclusively about develop and expand the group and getting food for the day? Or did they, too, have other goals and meaning with their lives?

Lyrics and vocals: Our dear poet Peter, https://soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Music, Mix and Production; Seagull, https://soundcloud.com/farout-music-studio

Calm Stream

    I have no words, just thoughts, like these
    Of primal cravings, fears and needs.
    My leathered skin, yet young, seems older
    Browned and cracked I shiver colder
    Depicting beasts muralled large within my cave, 
    Their fatty flesh my empty gut to crave.

    Bursting fires from the frozen mountain thread
    And weave and belch and burn and spit of ochres red.
    The very poison whence my paintbox palette grows
    'Neath the toxic gases twixt congealing lava flows.
    In these extremes we live, but few, the young into
    the perma-sleep will often fall 
    And not so old, our eldest ageing too, follow close
    upon the darkest terror's call.

    Meat and heat is all I need,
    Stone and bone, all I own.
    Skin the flesh, strip it clean.
    Cleanse it in the calming stream.

    Strip the skin, spit the pips,
    Moisturise the burning lips.
    Skin the flesh, strip it clean.
    Cleanse it in the calming stream.

Ancient Man - Seagull & Peter

Multi-layer improvised song of me playing alto saxophone, singing with echo pedal, and playing my old Yamaha keyboard in drum mode.

Oxygen

A rainbow bridge, a celestial arc,
Connecting heaven and earth, a vibrant spark.
Bridging light and dark, a wonderfull sight,
Painted by droplets, like diamonds so bright.

Oh, rainbow, you paint my days,
Radiating colors so vibrant, in so many ways.
Your gentle touch, a warm embrace,
In your light, I found a special place.

Each color whispers, a story untold,
A love so precious, worth more than gold.
Beneath your arch, where you have no sight,
I bath in the shimmering light.
On either end, flowers start to gleam,
Reflecting colors as in a dream.

Oh, rainbow, you paint my days,
Radiating colors so vibrant, in so many ways.
Your gentle touch, a warm embrace,
In your light, I found a special place.


Like an angel descending,  a beacon of light.
You guide us through darkness shining so bright.
In every beat of my heart, you'll stay,
My rainbow love, guiding my way.

Oh, rainbow, you paint my days,
Radiating colors so vibrant, in so many ways.
Your gentle touch, a warm embrace,
In your light, I found a sacred place.

Each color whispers, a story untold,
A love so precious, worth more than gold.
Beneath your arch, where you have no sight,
I bath in the shimmering light.
On either end, flowers start to gleam,
Reflecting colors as in a dream.


Guiding my way, through storms and sunshine, hand in hand,
Our love will trancend across the land.


Celestial Arch - Valentino

Winter (Lucía Salieri & Vicenzo Piano)

Punk Jam with two good friends

Nowhere To Hide (2020) Anthology CD1 Track 11

Pour mémoire, et par amour de la voix veloutée de cette basse électrique, nouveau mix pour cette chanson de 2021
 PAROLES
Les souvenirs sont comme les chats
Amour faut-il qu’il m’en souvienne ?
C’est toujours sans bruit qu’ils reviennent
Assis sur leurs pattes de velours

Les souvenirs sont comme des rois
 Dont il ne reste que la tour
Tout autour les chats font leur cour
Assis sur leurs pattes de velours

Les souvenirs sont comme les chats
 C’est toujours au cœur qu’ils surprennent
On suit leurs traces dans la rue
Au moment où on ne les attend plus

Les souvenirs sont comme les chats
C’est toujours au cœur qu’ils reviennent
On entend leurs pas dans la rue
 Quand on les croyait disparus
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Memories are like cats
Love, must I remember it?
It is always without noise that they return
Sitting on their velvet paws

Memories are like kings
 Of which only the tower remains
All around, cats are courting
Sitting on their velvet paws

Memories are like cats
 It is always at the heart that they surprise
We follow in their footsteps in the street
At a time when we no longer expect them

Memories are like cats
It is always to the heart that they return
You can hear their footsteps in the street
 When we thought they were extinct

les souvenirs sont comme les chats

Heartaches (2021) Anthology CD2 Track 11

01 - SA - Albion - NEO - Brunel Loops - Drifting
02 - SA - Albion - NEO - Stephenson Steam Band - Clustertflodd
03 - SA - Albion - NEO - Strings A - Long Flautando - Strings B - Long Tremolo
04 - SA - Aperture Strings - Refractions - Tremolo
05 - SA - OPW - Oliver's Piano

Symmetry [Spitfire Audio - Albion NEO]

For reasons unknown but time will tell...
Multi-instrumentalist, all types of music, all types of methods.
Occasional collaborations with other artists.
Sometimes I post the sheet music if it's piano.
Lately, my favorite instrument is a TE OP-1 Field keyboard.

Oxygen

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