THE SHADOW
A shadow passes to the window
perhaps
a lie shining in our eyes
that this life has no place
perhaps
you will not know it

If I die to myself
how to live anyway
if I die to myself
and say again: "I love you"
If I die to myself
I want to live anyway
if I die to myself
how to say  "I love you
don't worry, don't expect to me "

And the shadow slips in my head
perhaps
in the trade winds memories
lives the madness where I wan't to be
perhaps
you will not see it

L'OMBRE
Une ombre passe à la fenêtre,
peut-être,
brille un mensonge dans nos yeux,	
que cette vie n’a pas lieu d’être,
peut-être,
ne le sauras-tu pas.

Si je meurs à moi-même,
comment vivre quand-même,
si je meurs à moi-même,
et dire encore : " je t’aime ".
Si je meurs à moi-même,
je veux vivre quand-même,
si je meurs à moi-même,
comment dire : " je t’aime,
ne t’en fais pas, ne m’attends pas ".

Et l’Ombre glisse dans ma tête,
peut-être,
dans l’alizé des souvenirs,
vie la folie où je veux être,
peut-être,
ne le verras-tu pas.

L'Ombre (The shadow)

This is a place for me to catalog and share some of my original music/videos/paintings.

Thanks to my musical partners :
@davidskellenger @greygizzard @adrianhallam @christoffersen-weber @cw-reposts @bonetender @fraudstein @its-tophonicus @dan-t-3 @hlo-64 @japhet @classicalglass-1 @houmans

-~ Connecting with Kindred Souls~-
Playlists photos captured by
Soul Flame Photography
         2017~2024

Many thanks to you musicians and poets, who gave me so much pleasure with your creative work.

5 year fathom watches watches,
stillborn every second second,
every biding breath it botches,
every burden bares it's beckon,

"time's the cup that drinks from you,
the carvened starvened quaffing challice,
press it to your lips anew,"
-Virginiana Hammemalis,

5 year fathom weighs the way,
in 1/16th of ever after,
kindle-clocks counting decay,
in oft regurgitated laughter,

"every thought's a treason plot,
a handle hewn in cares grown callous,
picks you up to smash you down,"
-Virginiana Hammemalis,

5 year fathom rode the road,
it's pressures poured into impostures,
each angle set to explode,
in seamy seams of dream imposters,

"drown your druthers cupid-careful,
find no fears and make no malice,
still you simper for a stareful,"
-Virginiana Hammemalis,

5 year fathom rolls the roles,
the marrow-masks that try to wear him,
tumblings take of tithing  tolls,
their irredeemers
set to scare him,

"dampen drove the bridal bridle,
purity's your pleasure pallace,
phallacy's your idle idol,"
-Virginiana Hammemalis,

i bore to you a houndly frolic,
every rise and fall,
my backwords barkened by the rollick,
unheedy my call,

you gouged my grip, in scented slip,
for every phantom sniff,
and all that was, was lost because,
of wandering what if,

I bore to you a houndly frolic,
every fall and rise,
where winter whittled worry,
and unheedy went my cries,

your absence cast my echo,
in collide-a-scope collapse,
and all that is, was fleeting fizz,
for petulant perhaps,

so you tottered in a circle broken,
down on widdershins,
to engrave what must be left unspoken,
save by bitter grins,
upon the insides of my eyelids,
whence now even shorn and shuttered,
doth the vision of derision,
that the bitter grins have muttered,
cast it's kindling, sharp and spindling,
on the clenching of sightlesson,
so I'm sealing every feeling,
just to keep my keep from guessing,

All tracks  are recorded in a spontaneous manner typically in a single take. Most lyrics are also spontaneous improvisations derived from the feelings of the moment. We let the guitar and drums interact and the music just happens. Most if not all of the music is inspired from this interaction.

The recording equipment up until January 2019 consisted of a dated Fostex 8 track and a few microphones...We simply lay down a guitar and drum track and let it unfold the way you are hearing it by bouncing tracks. We just have to make music to live. Music of any kind, music that speaks for itself... 

In January 2019 recording equipment was upgraded to Logic X and a UA Apollo MKll Quad Core Recording interface...We entered a new building and still trying to find the light switch so bare with us as we keep lighting matches...  

MW

L'Ombre (The shadow)

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