My piece is about a pyrrhic victory;  a victory that inflicts such a devastating toll on the victor that it is tantamount to defeat.

pyrrhic victory

Step through the Curtain, reveal the passion 

Velevt Screen Remix

Leon Carter on drums, Dave Toolan and Charlie Villiers on guitars and I’m on the bass and singing and playing the keyboard.

Artwork by old friend and true Sussex sage Rob Winterson (Wintz).
https://www.instagram.com/wintz_art/ 
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Lyrics;

Blackcap* at the top of chalky bostal
Burial mounds shrouded in the fog
Our spirit will embrace the loss

Thank you for giving me your roots
For to sit upon and drip upon, I’m ripping off my boots
On your trunk I slump
In the evening sun

Touch my heart with your empathetic eyes
Warm and safe and you’re honest and kind
Counted up my blessings and they multiplied
You guided me through the most difficult of times 
Hug my soul and you saved my life 
Held me tight when I needed a cry
I don’t think that I can thank you enough
Watch me fly cos I’m lifted by your love

Thank you for giving me a family
Welcome me, made me feel at home
You fill me with the hope
That I can give you what you give me

Thank you for the time and for the space
For the panoramic enigmatic place to contemplate
In the fading light
Silently wide eyed

Touch my heart with your empathetic eyes
Warm and safe and you’re honest and kind
Counted up my blessings and they multiplied
You guided me through the most difficult of times 
Hug my soul and you saved my life 
Held me tight when I needed a cry
I don’t think that I can thank you enough
Watch me fly cos I’m lifted by your love

Don’t ever take it for granted
Don’t ever trade it for gold
Don’t ever take it for granted
This is your world

There’s a bliss in the mist
as it rises from the trees
There’s a hustle and a bustle
from industrious bees

There’s a reassuring robin
bobbing in the hawthorn
as the easy going Common Blue
passes through the morning

Hear the wistful thistle
in the middle of the field
Hear it’s whistle in the mizzle
as it drifts across the Weald

See the iridescent luminescent 
vibe-adelic hue
of the twilight effusing blends
of oranges and blues

There’s a forest dwelling moth
gives a reassuring nod
camouflaging with the bark
wings all dusty and soft

There’s a heavenly serenity 
waiting at the creek
and a joyful serendipity 
in the heron’s beak…

*https://www.nationaltrust.org.uk/visit/sussex/blackcap

Don’t Ever Take It For Granted

Cast of Characters:

J.J. Terrell–@j-j-terrell – drums, bass, organ, triangle, and composition

TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– mix, mastering, and production

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1–PRS semi hollow body electric guitar

This song began with JJ on a late Saturday night, coming up with it on the drums, bass, and organ. He even added some real triange, if you listen for it, you'll be delighted. He had a killer jazz groove on his mind when he composed it, and was able to really bring it to life on all levels. He originally wrote it as a solo piece, but asked Josh if he would like to add a guitar part. Josh jumped at the opportunity to play an original jazz song on his guitar, and in a few days, recorded more than 20 takes of it. He finally landed on the one you hear in here now. 

  They asked Stephen to mix, master, and produce it for them, which he did in his typically professional way.

  This was a fun, exciting collaboration, featuring just JJ and Josh, but the rest of the Eclectic Collective will be back with them next time. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed making it.

Losing the  Paparazzi (Eclectic Collective)

Rising For Air (G. Di Nunno)

It's now to throw aside and bleed
Out the poisons I've collected
That span that took more than gave
Open arms to leave rejected

All that pressure building
Attempts at fitting in
Followed scripts as written
Left stricken from the spin
That rise for air
Rising.

Remembered how you laughed me down
Once the aura lost its luster
And joined the band of lonely ghosts
Isolated, cold, to shudder.

Friends fled through the back door
As scissors cut the ties
Got the hand-down remnants
With footprints left by spies
That rise for air
Rising.

It all depended on a former vision
The effort given rewarded with tension
A lightened hatred as the months were flying
Became a new scene; tell me how that happened?

Where stares were hard
A lightened mood
Has entered here
And washed away.
What led to this
Is memory
To part and go
Not looking back.
Rising
Rise for air
Rising
Rise for air.

All lyrics and musical performance by Gino Di Nunno
Copyright 2024.

#8. Rise For Air

Low Tide

Eden

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Carlos Vivanco

Cosmic Rain

Funk Attack

Hello again Listeners,

Here's our re-post of another of my chilled living-room improv sessions with fellow Saturna Islander illio as we sought to 'catch the flow'.
(And even if you think you've heard it before, this is a New version, friends. Please have another Listen.

Several moods and feels opened up as we 'winged it'!

I'm so happy to have him come Jam n Flow with me here (as we capture it all on our one H2n ZOOM microphone).

We hope it'll help you to relax in the midst of all the craziness n tension in this 'ol world these days.

May you enJoy! We certainly did, and it's a pleasure to share it. :))


Gary Courtland-Miles- Electric Piano & illio bertolami on acoustic Classical Guitar

Low Tide

Omnisedan