On April 15, the last remaining hospital in Gaza was destroyed. To date, 50,000 civilians have died, of which 15,000 are children and another 34,000 children have been injured. (source: Unicef).
Due to the almost total displacement of the population in refugee camps where food and water are scarce, the lack of hygiene, of medical facilities, it is predicted, with a very conservative estimate, that in the end the civilian deaths related to the conflict will be four times as many (source: Lancet).

Thanks to my dear friend @Rosindust at violin.
Here the other collaborations with Tatiana: soundcloud.com/francescocartocci/sets/grazie-tatiana

Composition and all arrangements: Francesco Cartocci

Who cares - with Rosin dust

Originally recorded as an acoustic song and released in my Acoustic Sky Sessions in August 22. 
This time again we invited the incredible vocals of Nat Daniels to do yet another vocal duet with me backed up by  Mike Fox on backing vocals. 
Mike as played & produced the track as on all of the This Sound Society material. When we are ready we will pick ten of the best and hopefully release an album. 
No rush as Rome wasn’t build in a day and we wasn’t on that job either. 
In the words of Mike :
What I really love about this is it's short and to the point !
We blast in , rock it up for 3 and a half minutes , and before
you know it we're gone , job done , thank you very much !
The idea is based on the male voice expressing his strengths & weaknesses and the female voice answering and how she deals with it and sees him through it.
Massive thanks to Mike for his hard work as always and super skills. Always inspiring, enthusiastic and a believer in the ideas. 
Nat for always being ready to oblige with that  fantastic vibe she brings to match her gorgeous vocals. An energy & voice that never fails to deliver. 
This Sound Society gives you …….

And for all the above ( Brownie /Fox & Daniels) 


V1
I’m strong because I’ve been weak
(Ive wiped the tears rolling down your cheeks)
I’m fearless because I’ve been afraid 
(Your not religious but I know you’ve prayed) 


Bridge
My river cuts through a rock
My persistence never stops 
So take me for who I am 
I will always be this man

And for all the above x2 

That’s why I need your love x2


V2             
I Wear my confidence with total pride
(He won’t be silenced and I will not hide)
Our eyes can speak louder than our words
(One blink and he will never be deterred )


Finish on Chorus

And For All The Above-This Sound Society

We flush our toilets and it flows into the sea
We go down to the beach and we swim happily
We take our trash and we toss it in a can 
The garbage truck takes it away and where it goes – no one gives a damn
Every day we throw more trash into the pile
Disposable packaging never goes out of style
Every day we exist, we generate more junk
We buy stuff we don’t need, and it ends up the dump
They say one person’s trash is another person’s treasure
But I don’t think used plastic straws are going to give anybody pleasure
They say the average Tom Dick or Harry and even if you’re a girl named Jane
You’re probably walking around with a teaspoon of microplastic in your brain
I separate my paper and plastic into separate bins 
But sometimes I wonder if I’m accomplishing anything
Thousands of years from now, if humans have gone extinct
And aliens dig up our trash, I wonder what they’ll think
Our art and music will be gone but our trash will linger on
The stuff we threw away will be all that’s left of humanity
There’s so much trash in the world today
You’d think by now we’d have found a better way
Civilizations rise and civilizations fall 
And the trash be leave behind will be a gift to future generations from us all
Every year we kick the can farther down the road
Causing more damage to this planet that we’ ve been bestowed
Some people  will tell you don’t worry everything is fine
We’ ve gotta cut the regulations so we can help the bottom line
When you share a bed with a partner they say it’s best to hold in your gas
But when it comes to our stinking trash, we give ourselves a pass

Trash

La Javanaise (Serge Gainsbourg)
Album "Comme un boomerang", 1963
Reprise de la version Live

J'avoue j'en ai bavé pas vous
Mon amour
Avant d'avoir eu vent de vous
Mon amour
Ne vous déplaise
En dansant la Javanaise
Nous nous aimions
Le temps d'une
Chanson
À votre avis qu'avons-nous vu
De l'amour?
De vous à moi vous m'avez eu
Mon amour
Ne vous déplaise
En dansant la Javanaise
Nous nous aimions
Le temps d'une
Chanson
Hélas avril en vain me voue
À l'amour
J'avais envie de voir en vous
Cet amour
Ne vous déplaise
En dansant la Javanaise
Nous nous aimions
Le temps d'une
Chanson
La vie ne vaut d'être vécue
Sans amour
Mais c'est vous qui l'avez voulu
Mon amour
Ne vous déplaise
En dansant la Javanaise
Nous nous aimions
Le temps d'une
Chanson

La Javanaise

Hello guys on SoundCloud, very nice to see you again!
It has been a long time since my last release. Many things happened and gone away around me. And the world can never stop changing, I feel like I’m standing in a storm. 
This is the song of such stormy,confusing world , hope you’re all safe and well.

Lyrics 
Bringing back
Streaming inside
To walk around
Both of your hands

Breaking down
Fall on ground
Grabbing your hands up
Breath again

Now when we hurry out tomorrow
 (never tell you that)
Better way to soon
( take me to the place)
Just one more time together
If we out of tomorrow away 

Left behind out 
Waking crowd
Blowing wind
Where you go
(All fake world)
Let me heard out
Crossing inside
Whisper then
I know your lie
(Don’t look back)
We know your lie

Written, sung by Chihiro MATSUMOTO (JETTT)
Acoustic and Electric guitars played by Chihiro MATSUMOTO ( JETTT)
All the arrangements by Chihiro MATSUMOTO (JETTT)

Out Back Storm

When the railway runs along the coast, right beside the sea, there are many tunnels. Sometimes they’re so narrow that two tracks must draw near to one another to pass through. That’s how a strange love story begins between them.
This is a song I wrote around the year 2000, one of my last. I think it has a good mood. I’ve remixed and partially rearranged it.
You can still hear the warm tone of the Washburn, along with the old Yamaha’s sounds (including the flute). The sax — reworked by me  — is kindly provided by Dropgun Samples.
Still, as always, everything is very handcrafted.

Below is the English translation of the lyrics.

They converged at the tunnel’s mouth,
suddenly parallel —
twins of the railway.
They looked at each other, studied each other,
just enough
to not quite grasp
how much the one beside you knows of you.
They hesitated, thinking of the road behind:
companions in adventure,
but now unsure why.
And then they stared at the night gaping inside the tunnel:
a magnificent promise
to be traveled on the thread of fantasy.

“Inside this darkness, maybe we will never part,
under this shadow, maybe you’ll finally know me,
after this night, who knows where you’ll fall asleep —
perhaps closer to the sea…”

They parted at the tunnel’s edge,
but a narrow wall concealed a silence
charged with jealousy,
shaped like fear — fear of that strange kind of courtesy,
fear of the light,
fear of the end of the tunnel.
“Parallel track,
mirror born of the railway,
traitorous twin,
lover made of parody.
Don’t tell me that
after this darkness we’ll never part,
that under this shadow you’ll finally touch me,
that after this night, who knows where you’ll take me —
perhaps down by the sea…”

And at the end of that masterpiece of engineering,
only one of them
came rushing out of the tunnel;
on instinct, he turned and saw
that the sea was beside him,
and under the sea, the sky,
and beneath the sky — who knows what lies...

“After this darkness, surely we will never part,
inside this shadow, surely you’ll let go,
after this night, I cannot say where you’ll fall asleep —
perhaps closer to the sea…”

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Confluirono all'ingresso della galleria
improvvisamente paralleli 
gemelli della ferrovia.
Si guardarono, si studiarono quel tanto che
non basta a misurare sino in fondo
quello che hai di fianco cosa sa di te.
Indugiarono, pensarono alla strada dietro di sé:
compagni di avventura,
ma ora non capivano perché.
E poi guardarono la notte spalancata nella galleria:
magnifica promessa
da viaggiare sul filo della fantasia

"dentro questo buio forse noi non ci separeremo mai,
sotto questo scuro tu finalmente mi conoscerai,
dopo questa notte poi non so dire dove ti addormenterai,
forse più vicino al mare ..."

Si congedarono sulla bocca della galleria,
ma parete stretta nasconde silenzio
fatto a carica di gelosia,
fatto a forma di paura di quella stranissima cortesia,
paura della luce
paura della fine della galleria.
"Binario parallelo,
specchio generato dalla ferrovia,
gemello traditore,
amante da parodia.
Non dirmi che 
dopo questo buio noi non ci separaremo mai,
che sotto questo scuro tu finalmente mi toccherai,
che dopo questa notte poi chissà dove mi accompagnerai,
forse giù vicino al mare ..."

E alla fine di quel capolavoro di ingegneria,
di loro uno solo
usciva di corsa dalla galleria;
d'istinto si voltò e vide che
c'era il mare di fianco a sé,
e sotto il mare il cielo,
e sotto il cielo chissa cosa c'è ...

"dopo questo buio certo noi non ci separeremo mai,
dentro questo scuro tu sicuramente ti abbandonerai,
dopo questa notte poi non so dire dove ti addormenterai,
forse più vicino al mare ..."

----

Composed by Michele Ansani (1999)
Posted on SoundCloud: 2025, May 16

Down by the sea [Viaggio di nozze] *

Music: Little Man & Janne Hennie
Lyrics & Vocals: Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix: Little Man

Lyrics:

1
On a saturday night I feel a little restless, a need for something
And after a few glasses of wine, I think:
Rest can wait until another time
Don't want to be alone 
(So I call you)
Pick up the phone

Du du-dudu-dudu..
Hello?

Chorus:
Will you come and have some fun with me?
The night is young, the wine is strong
Will you come and say hello to my crazy side?
It's pretty wild!

Dudu-dudu-dudu..
Hello?

2
On a sunday night i feel anything but tired, can't sleep
And after twisting my mind, I think:
Sleep can wait until another time
Don't want to be alone
(So I call you)
Pick up the phone

Dudu-dudu-dudu..
Hello?

Chorus:
Will you come and have some fun with me?
The night is young, the wine is strong
Will you come and say hello to my crazy side?
Its pretty wild!

Dudu-dudu-dudu..
Hello?

Pick Up The Phone

Another cocktail of styles! With a Hispanic guitar.
Encore un cocktail de styles!  Avec une  guitare hispanisante.

Chill Flamenco

I love the KSB sound. This instrumental inspired me to make the lyrics and songline, and i "gave it a bit of a new wave techno"-vibe.

https://soundcloud.com/killasoundboy/outlaws-instrumental-krt-production-open-for-collab?si=d2168fab89d94bacbe7c1a28be696eec&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing


I'm an outlaw- Lyrics

Maybe it’s true I’m wild and hard to control
And maybe it’s because
I have an untamable soul
I’m always on the run
I stay out of the sun, out of the sun, out out
Out of the light, out out
I’m an outlaw

I have to hide
An Outlaw
Yes Sir, Yes Mam,
That’s what I am
I am an outlaw

I’m under a ban
I’m under restriction
The law no longer offers me protection

Banned, barred, prohibitted, forbidden, Fugitive, Veto, embargo, outcast

Outlaw (KillaSoundBoy-Saskia)

Water for my Soul

'flyer feature' 

Was at the local grocery
when something caught my attention and annoyed me.
The frozen fruit that I bought for smoothies
had somehow gone up in price as a 'flyer featch.*'
So, while I was checking out,
I asked a girl, barely in her teens, if she, too, agreed that they were being thieves. 

She didn't know. 

*flyer feature


flyer feature

Scotty. (almost) everywhere. Hasty home recordings in between realities while the children are (sometimes) quiet or at their mom's.

flyer feature

one man verity show