I’m too old for this shit …

You made your bed 
now you gotta lie in it
Oblivious to the mess you left around it
Blood stained sheets betray the pictures 
you painted to pull me in 
but Underneath your pretty colours
I can see the rot creeping 

This twisted love 
is as fake as you are
How much is enough 
When you’re taking , playing so hard 
oh Twisted love 
now I see your true face 
my twisted love is forever ..
forever your Disgrace 

Right on the edge 
one wrong step you fall in
this Oblivion of your own making 
Everybody leaves  u and you never wonder why
Tears and titties aren’t gonna fix 
everything all the time 

This twisted love 
is as fake as you are
How much is enough 
When you’re taking , playing so hard 
oh Twisted love 
now I see your true face 
my twisted love is forever ….
forever your Disgrace 

i remember  the day 
you said i took your breath away 
i was holding my breath
trying not to feel the same 
catching hold of my hand 
as i looked away 
you wouldnt understand 
what my eyes were sayin
(My twisted , my twisted love)

now all i can think about 
is how to takeyour breath away 
do you think you deserve 
to breath the same as me?…

Twisted Love…

In the previous version (https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/gamma-o) there was excessive sound saturation. I kept only the vocal part (remixed) and redid the piano backing, aiming for a more minimalist result.

Gamma Ø: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gamma_Island_(Greenland)

I think a good English translation of the original lyrics isn’t easy, but I’ll give it a try.

Lyrics [ENG / ITA]

And so we go on
along these parallel routes,
we’ll go farther
without ever moving forward,
for how much longer 
will you walk with me?

And so we sink
into this whirl of sensations,
and over us, you’ll see, 
the water will close again,
for as long as
it will still be enough for us?

And we stay like this
we’ll be fine together,
we’re already far away 
without ever having left

["Willkommen in Düsseldorf, meine Damen und Herren. 
Nach 11 Stunden und 59 Minuten sicher gelandet"].

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E proseguiamo così
su queste rotte parallele
andremo più lontano
senza avanzare mai
per quanto ancora
mi accompagnerai?

ed affondiamo così
in questo vortice di sensazioni
e su di noi vedrai l'acqua si richiuderà
per quanto ancora ci basterà

e rimaniamo così
staremo bene insieme
noi siamo già lontani
senza essere partiti mai

["Willkommen in Düsseldorf, meine Damen und Herren. 
Nach 11 Stunden und 59 Minuten sicher gelandet"].

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Lyrics and music by Michele Ansani (1982). Recorded in 2018 and 2025
Posted on SoundCloud on 2025, July 3.

Gamma Ø *

Trop de prisonniers politiques dans le monde!
J'ai composé cette chanson sur un texte de Boris Vian,  un écrivain, poète, parolier, et  chanteur français que j’admire beaucoup.
https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boris_Vian

Too many political prisoners in the world!
I composed this song on a text by Boris Vian, a French writer, poet, lyricist, and singer whom I admire very much.
https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boris_Vian

Les images ne sont pas des vrais prisonniers
The images are not real prisoners
 Translation after the French text


Le Politique (par Boris Vian, Extrait)

Ils ont sonné à ma porte
Je suis sorti de mon lit
Ils sont entré dans ma chambre
Ils m’ont dit de m’habiller

Le soleil par la fenêtre
Ruisselait sur le plancher
Ils m’ont dit mets tes chaussures 
On chantait sur le palier`

J’ai descendu l’escalier
Entre leurs deux uniformes 
Adossé à une borne
Un clochard se réveillait

Ils me donneront la fièvre
La lumière dans les yeux
Ils me casseront les jambes
A coups de souliers ferrés

Mais je ne dirai rien
Car je n’ai rien à dire
Je crois à ce que j’aime
Et vous le savez bien

Ils m’ont demandé mon âge
J’ai répondu vingt sept ans 
Ils ont écrit de mensonges
Sur des registres pesants

Ils voulaient que je répète
Tout ce que j’avais chanté
Il y avait une mouche
Sur la manche du greffier

Mais  je ne dirais rien 
Car je n’ai rien à dire
Je crois à ce que j’aime
Et vous le savez bien

Qui vous a donné le droit 
De juger votre prochain
Votre robe de droit noir
Ou vos figures de deuils

Si vous voulez que je vive
Mettez moi en liberté
Si vous voulez que je meure
A quoi bon me torturer

Mais  je ne dirais rien 
Car je n’ai rien à dire
Je crois à ce que j’aime
Et vous le savez bien



The Politician (by Boris Vian, Excerpt)

They rang my doorbell
I got out of bed
They came into my room
They told me to get dressed

The sun through the window
Streamed onto the floor
They told me to put on your shoes
We were singing on the landing

I went down the stairs
Between their two uniforms
Leaning against a post
A tramp was waking up

They'll give me a fever
The light in my eyes
They'll break my legs
With their iron-shod shoes

But I won't say anything
Because I have nothing to say
I believe in what I love
And you know it well

They asked me my age
I answered twenty-seven
They wrote lies
In heavy registers

They wanted me to repeat
Everything I had sung
There was a fly
On the sleeve of Clerk

But I won't say anything
Because I have nothing to say
I believe in what I love
And you know that well

Le politique

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

Lyrics:

1:
I'm a little woman in little town
I'm mostly happy, and a little down
But I'm ain't too small for myself

Chorus:
I´m a little blue, I'm a little white
I make the little big, with a little fight
A little in my heart
A little in my head
Small is big instead

2:
Sometimes i feel a little out of place
A little restless, with a little need for space
But I don't need space from myself

Chorus....

3:
I´m a little wild, I'm a little calm
A little stubborn, does a lot on my own
But I'm  aint too Wild for myself

Chorus.....

4
I´m a little crazy, I'm a little wise
Tend to dream a little, and fantasize..
But I'm aint too crazy for myself...

Chorus

Chorus.....  :)

Small Is Big

It's not a mind-blowing track or anything. But it’s perfect for when you're cleaning the kitchen, watering your jungle of houseplants, or stepping out of the bathroom mid-getting-ready dance routine. Maybe it’s playing while you’re cruising to the club or hitting the road for a vacation.
The rolling bass might just put a little bounce in your step and a grin on your face.
And hey — if it does, that would honestly make my day.

don't get me wrong

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.   Featuring Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Harmonica solo. Trumpet solo. Hammond B3 Electric Organ Rhythm. Fender Rhodes Electric Piano Rhythm. Acoustic Standup Bass. Roland Synthesizer Bass. Full Drum set kit. Percussion Full Tree Chimes, Zildjain 22" Crash & Ride Cymbal, Tambourine.

Blues Street

Bluez it out

I'm not gonna lie to you guys, this one's gonna assault your ears.  It's rough and nasty.  This is actually a live version of a track we released years ago, originally called "Who Were Fanny And Phaggot?"  This is also the only song to feature our occasional bassist, Dick Wartz, who plays bass on both versions.  Gremescer plays guitar and vocals, and Mick Mack is on drums.  This track was recorded on a Tascam 4 track tape machine, and believe me, it shows.  There's some mighty fine tape rasp and hiss in there for some of the real audiophiles out there.  Don't say you weren't warned.  

Recorded on July 29, 2025

Dark Slide of the Moon - Live

Nothing like a pesky raccoon to stir things up a bit… Oh, hello. Glad you dropped by. A raccoon, I named Bandit, has taken up a vacation residence under the shed here. It’s right next to the raspberry patch and apple trees. A couple nights ago, Bandit snuck into my small greenhouse, where I grow tomatoes and peppers, and made a salad of the pepper plants, munching one plant completely down to the stalk. Bandit also likes the heavy crop of choke cherries here. He also uses the back corner of the vegetable garden as a latrine, which last summer was up on the house roof. I’d awaken with a start to hear little footsteps running across the roof. Luckily no roof excursions this year. Anyway, this is a Blues song with some solo banjo. Lyrically, it has a couple of reflections about life, mortality, gardening, relationships and partner expectations, letting go of life dreams, a nod to Bandit, the wacky weather, and making peace with old age. And of course, there’s a fair amount of daydreaming going on, while plucking banjo. Hope all is going reasonably well with you, wherever you are on Earth, during this whirlwind tour we’re on. Mark

Back Porch Banjo Blues

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Sunshine And Coconuts / Paploviante 2017 / open collab
Logic Pro X - BPM 128
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Sunshine And Coconuts-open collab Paploviante

Thanks much for 815980 Plays, 43392 Likes, 26920 Reposts, 10222 Comments and 7243 Downloads since 2016 !!!
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I will not support such collaborations anymore, no matter how good they are!

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