In response to "how many flats does Doria have?".

Doria had two flats. However, freaky Phrygia barged in, took her 6 sharps along, sat on Doria's spot and sewed herself a pillow. Everybody got enharmonically confused. Ancient Greek chicks, haaah. Leave them alone for a minute and there is a quarrel.

Usurpation!

Kandi Store
Production by Fire Ark Radio

Merry Christmas SoundCloud Family

Kandi Store

When Did I Get Old

Chaind

Vidéo : https://youtu.be/jckflDtyfUQ

Je sors..
Texte : Sanzen 
Chant : Julia 
Musique : Alain Illos

La nuit comme un écrin,
lendemains juvéniles.
Des lumières se devinent,
j'irai ce soir en ville.
Je sors ce soir,
retrouver ma jeunesse,
les regards qui scintillent,
ma nuit adolescente.
Je sors ce soir, en ville,
pour une célébration,
je sors me réjouir,
le brio dans leurs yeux.
Gardez moi du déclin,
lendemains juvéniles.
Je sors me réjouir,
les lumières de la ville.
Ce soir, adolescent,
ce soir, reconnaissant.
Pour ce qui est à venir,
mon coeur juvénile.
La nuit est un écrin,
les lumières,
les lendemains...

I leave

The night as a jewel box,
youthful tomorrows.
Lights can be seen,
I'm going into town tonight.
I'm going out tonight,
back to my youth,
glittering eyes,
my teenage night.
I'm going out tonight
for a celebration,
I'm going out to rejoice,
the brio in their eyes.
Save me from decline,
youthful tomorrows.
I go out to rejoice,
the lights of the city.
Tonight, adolescent,
tonight, grateful.
For what's to come,
my youthful heart.
The night is a jewel box,
lights,
the tomorrows...

Je Sors.... ( avec Julia )   translated after the French text

We may not have traveled far and wide,  but Keith has a way of transporting us all over the world through his curious mind and love of history. So, why are we in Italy? Simply put, Keith loves Vespas ;)  Actually, he loves the idea of the band touring Italy on Vespas, funky hipster wheels and recording tunes as we go.  The "Sock Puppets" was a theme Keith developed as he created some videos depicting travels with the WAG puppets.
Vesari Corridor is one adventure from the Album Keith wanted to develop, found here: https://www.terrywigmore.com/wigmore-allen-gibbons
Join Keith, Kevin, and I as we travel around Italy, taking in some famous landmarks and enjoying a lot of Kevin's favourite red wines.

Lyrics:
Vasari Corridor

Da,da,da,da,dah…… Da,da,da,da,dah……(nonchalantly strolling along, minding own business:)
Down the corridor …of Vasari.

I found a secret place…somewhere safe for us to go
No prying eyes in this narrow space…a hidden alley that I know
Down the corridor…of Vasari

Da, da, dah, da, da, dah …he’s waiting.  
Da, da, dah, da, da, dah …he’s waiting

We are not allowed in here… (Do-do-do-do) If we’re careful, we’ll be fine
Avoid the blade, avoid the fear… (Do- do-do-do) and we will live till next time
Down the corridor…of Vasari

If there was a way to avoid this…hiding and subterfuge
(Down the corridor…of Vasari)
I found a secret place, somewhere safe for us to go…
(Down the corridor…down the corridor…of Vasari)
Somewhere safe for us to go…go…go…go…

(The chase commences…)

Stab him in the back…He’s never going back!
He’s Medici…He’s Medici   (repeats)

Wigmore: synths, production
Allen: Lyrics, Vocals, Guitars, Bass
Gibbons: Lyrics, Vocals

Vesari Corridor (He's Medici)

A Forest Needs The Rain

Guitars and more - Fog City Fogey
Mix - Jack Holston

LYRIC
The nights bewilder
The days confuse
You know it’s better
To love and lose 
That’s what they tell you 
But look a gain 
I think they say it with a grin

Tell me who’s fooled
Who must be schooled 
In the ways of this world
Tell me who’s fooled

You know the fables
You’ve heard the tales
Of clever foxes
And vengeful whales 
Rebellious children 
Who misbehaved
If they’d only listened
They might have been saved 

Tell me who’s fooled
Who would be ruled
By the ways of this world
Tell me who’s fooled

 If it isn’t  me
And it’s not you 
Then exactly who am I talking to?
Is it you, God?
Could you at least maybe nod?

The sun is broiling
The seas enraged
And some will tell you
It’s all been staged
Let’s chase the playwright 
Right out of town
Time to bring the curtain down

Tell me who’s fooled
A heart not yet cooled 
By the world and its ways
By bad nights and worse days
At the risk of being rude
Tell me who’s fooled


A Forest Needs The Rain

Omnisedan