AUTUMNS ARE THE (MANY) BOOKMARKS OF LIFE

Murazzi is a particular location of Turin close to the "Po" river full of pubs and bars, especially way in summer night there is a lot of people and sometimes strange drunk things happen 😄🍷🍸🍻.
Originally released in 2010 this is the historic link :
https://www.jamendo.com/track/695838/murazzi

A Due Act

Murazzi

Introduction in English:
For many, November is the worst month. I particularly like it because it is the month that best expresses the Buddhist mantra of "And the end is the beginning". In November, almost all the trees are bare and most plants have faded. But in this "destruction" lies the seed of new life. 
November is the month that most clearly demonstrates that we sometimes have to radically let go of beliefs and attitudes that no longer help us move forward so that we can reposition ourselves and continue to develop.
And this month also makes it clear that we must fully accept dying and death as facts in order to keep the flywheel of life, which goes far beyond us, running. 
At the age of 60, I am still in the "October of life". However, October is already knocking strongly on the door of the unstoppable transformation processes that reach their climax in November. 
The song "Autumn is here" summarises these thoughts in the form of a French chanson. I chose this form because, in my view, the French language and the genre of the chanson come closest to the basic existential themes of life.

Lyrics in English (For those, who don’t speak French)

Autumn is here

Everything falls, nothing holds
Nothing stands, it's already late
The green turns gray, the weather wet and rough
The flock of birds moves away into the warm blue

This morning I was full of energy
Tonight I'm tired
My garden of life will soon be withered
One little spark still glows
That still drives me and pulls me forward 

Autumn is here
The gray hair
Lies damp in the drain sieve

Autumn is here
The cataract
looks at me in the mirror

The fields are bare
The faces pale
The tree trunk breaks
In the middle of the poem

The clock runs down
The meadow lies fallow

The car groans
The eye runs and tears

The children look pityingly
The morning sun grins
Nothing you can gain 
Gain
The raven peeks
Around the corner, nods at you

Französischer Originaltext:

L'automne est là

Oui, tout tombe
Rien qui tienne
Il n'y a plus rien
C'est déjà tard

Le vert devient gris
Le temps humide et rude
La nuée d'oiseaux 
S'en va vers le bleu chaud

Ce matin, j'étais à fond
Ce soir, je suis fatigué
Le jardin de ma vie 
va bientôt se faner

Une dernière étincelle brille
qui me pousse et m'entraîne en avant

L'automne est là
Les cheveux gris
Se trouve dans le siphon

L'automne est là
La cataracte se rapproche
Me regarde dans le miroir
L'automne est là

Les champs sont nus
Les visages sont pâles
Le billot se brise
Au cœur du récit

L'horloge retarde
Le fond du pré est en friche
La voiture gémit
Les yeux sont pleins de pus

Les enfants regardent avec pitié
Le soleil matinal se moque de toi
Il n'y a rien d'autre que tu puisses gagner
Le corbeau regarde 
Au coin et il te fait un signe de tête

L'automne est la (Autumn is here)

Cast of Characters:
xian3-- @xian3 – Christian -- vocals and lyrics
Holger Engel—bass, seed idea
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- electric piano, synth
mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark-- electric piano
Llanpsych-- @llanpsych -- mix, and production
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)-- @josh-clary-1 – guitar and four-string fretless bass
 
This song began with Christian's friend Holger Engel coming up with a melodic bass line and sharing it with him to use as a seed stem for a project. Having collaborated successfully with him before, Christian thought of Josh and decided to pass it along to him to see what he could build with it. Josh was excited to work on another of Holger's creations. His bass line was in a high octave on the instrument, so Josh added a similar, complimentary bass line on the low octave to give it some heft. He invited Ken onto the project, and after doing their little rhythm section give and take, Ken laid down some powerful, yet tasteful drums. Mark was brought in next, and added some very fitting, wonderfully melodic electric piano, which he added in the choruses. Josh also asked JJ to add some electric piano to the verses and synth to the whole thing, which he did in a very mind-bending syncopated way. Josh then added some guitar to the high end to thicken things up a bit.
  We then sent the finished product back to Christian to add his thoughtful, inspired lyrics and signature vocals to his song. This is what Christian had to say about how the lyrics came about. 
  "[Being an avid reader], I came along the sentence, 'We write and make art to show our wounds to the world,' reading an interview with Paul Auster (1947-2024). He died earlier this year, yet his novels are legendary. There was talk about creativity, manifoldness and what the personality consists of. 
  "I can’t remember where that interview was and basically I wrote the lyrics around this sentence attributed to him. 
  "I quote another writer, Goethe (1749-1832), with a famous quotation from "Faust,“ 'Two souls, Alas, housed in my breast...' That points in the right thematic direction in my opinion.
For sure the lyrics also contain other layers of meanings, much more personal…
I am also happy about the title of the song 'We Are Many'. I think Tez came up with it. I was unsure for very long, what’s the name of that song… :)"
  After we had it in the bag, we asked mix-master Tez to produce and mix it, so what you hear is also his creative vision for the project. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.
 
Original "We Are Many" lyrics by Xian:

1
To me it seems very obviously
That my I is not a unity
Rather a bunch of personalities
I got a problem with multiplicities

ref
We write and make „art“ 
To show our wounds to the world
We write and make „art“ …

2
I am no self-contained identity
Cut off by other possibilities
No border guards set up at the boundary
Enforce the claim to exclusivity

ref
We write and make „art“ 
To show our wounds to the world
We write and make „art“…
„I“ writes and makes „art“
To heal the wounds of the heart

3
„Two souls, alas, housed in my breast…“
We hope, that if we do confess
To get rid of this fallacy
And collect the splits of personality

ref
We write and make „art“ 
To show our wounds to the world
I write and make „art“
To heal the wounds of my heart

out
There is
A consolation in round things
There is
A consolation in round things 
A consolation in round things
Oh, ohh,
„I“, „I“,
Oh…

We Are Many (Eclectic Collective with Xian3 and Holger Engel)

Sorrows Of Life

Once in a while I can coax Keith to put his talents toward  a ballad, and this is one of those infrequent endeavours.
Keith is a rocker at heart, while I tend to the contemplative and ambient slice of life and music. We compromise often. This time, Keith sensed his way through the lightness of the music. Though piano is the main source of movement and texture, there is a Native Instruments "Irish harp" VSTi in here too.
A mellow summer? Time to catch up on some summer reading? Here's a bookmark.

Available for free D/L , track 10 of Spittle and Spite found here: https://www.terrywigmore.com/wigmore-allen-gibbons

Lyrics
Bookmark
You found me in a barren land
And turned it all verdant green
I think it was page seventeen
You are the bookmark…on the page that I have lost
You are the bookmark…on the page that I have lost
Forever
Well riddles will come and riddles will go
Like the riddle of the Snark
To drive you mad…to drive you quite mad
You are the bookmark…for the page 
You are the bookmark…for the page
(INST)  …for the page
(You’re my bookmark)
This is the place
You’re my save point
You’re my bookmark
Pages that held us both together… to hold us… now…
Tears us both apart
Tears us both apart

Wigmore: Music, Production
Allen: Bass, Guitar, Vocals, Lyrics
(c) and (p) WAG @2024

Spittle and Spite

Bookmark

This is the fifth track called “Still waters” and is off the album "There to here (Part 2)".
2.	Also available at Spotify
https://open.spotify.com/track/4dWHxBi4RwDXdgU0ldXWIQ?si=35c1e0b6e41c43e4
Music and Lyrics: Phil Bowen 
Vocals: Phil Bowen
Keyboards, guitars: Phil Bowen 
Lyrics:
Verse 1
Still waters can run so deep
That can hide a mountain of dreams
Still waters can drown our sleep
No matter who we are it seems

Verse 2
Morning rays shine above the horizon
As I wake up to another new day
All in all, I feel that now I’m someone
As I watch each cloud float by

Chorus
I’m walking down the rail tracks Providence bound
I wake up to the morning sunrise
Rolling down the rail tracks Providence bound
Built on seven hills under open skies

Verse 3
One more soul in the north eastern state
I can pour out my heart and shed some weight
One new chapter. It’s one new start
Well life corresponds to abstract art

Middle 8
A few more minutes ‘till the train pulls in
I think once more where I have been 
A few more minutes, my heads in spin
It’s time to stand up and begin
A new page in life.

Outro 
Still waters, still waters
Still waters can run so deep (repeat and fade).

There to Here  Pt. 2

Still Waters

Good Thing

The schoolyard

The boys played marbles, the girls jumped rope 
It was springtime, early may
Mrs Milgram was very convinced
She told us of our sins
And then we dropped the stone

The schoolyard was just a hole
The teachers left us alone
Finally through 
In the end no one knew,
but the blister and the poking

The schoolyard

Written & performed by RUVIRU & Satori Rewire
Mixed & mastered by Marco Stevancevic

Vocal samples taken from traditional Native American chants

The Power of Meditation

With huge honour, I'm joined by my daughter Matilda, my son Ted and friend Conor from Derry. They've added their  "For Palestine". More whispers on the way....

Timing 4/4
Tempo 66bpm
Tuning 415.30Hz A

Lyrics

Over the years Irish people have used the saying, Toicfaidh ar lá, meaning Our day will come...
and it did...

Well.......
Tiocfaidh do lá 💪🏻 (🇵🇸Your day will come🇵🇸)

For Palestine

♾️Allahu Akbar
Calling Yahwey
Love bombs from Buddha
Send some help their way♾️

This May day, we recognise
An overdue state of Palestine
It’s a good day,
Come on there’s many left alive
We hope and pray for them and their rights….

Tragedy on both sides
Other always wrong!
And you’re always right!

Where the power lies
The truth subsides
And the children die
Yes the children die
How?
Why?
Oh my

Starving,
We know what that 's like
Forced famine on this Isle
Bombs in your beds tonight
Well God I hope they’re right
Please, at least an afterlife
To live when we die

Then the kids maybe they’ll be alright
The kids will make it right
Once the bigots die

No fight
That's just right

Today we recognise
An overdue state of Palestine
We hope and pray for them and their rights….

Toicfaigh do lá.
For Palestine.
Toicfaigh do lá.
For Palestine.
Toicfaigh do lá.
For Palestine.
Toicfaigh do lá.
For Palestine.

Wrote this back in May when the Irish government recognised Palestine as a state. Hold the trophies, we were the 142nd country to formally do it so about time!

There are so many parallels between their current struggle and Ireland's battle against oppression over the centuries. I found it quite beautiful, as a nation, we at least took the high ground on recognition with that small step against the wishes of most power corners of the world.

en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Internatio…te_of_Palestine

According to this there are 50 states still to recognize Palestine diplomatically. 47 of which are members of the UN. Within these 50 lie the countries with the most power...

'Over the years Ireland said a famous saying, Toicfaidh ar lá, it means our day will come. This saying became synonymous with Republican extremism which I in no way condone but here it's obviously in a positive light and in a way it feels like taking the words back for better use! Similarily with Allahu Akbar, the only time we here those words in most Western media circles is related to more extremism. the reality is it's just two lovely words that mean God is greater and is used by millions of Muslims worldwide in there everyday lives, peacfully. So I think it's nice to use them in a normal way here too.... Calling for help on the behalf of the Palestinians 📣 Don't mean to offend anyone... Ask Palestinians if they care about me asking their God for help for them in a song  maybe and getting abit of backup from a couple of other ones too...

I'm not a religious person. spiritual maybe, but the prayers in this song are in solidarity with the Palestinians and I know prayer for most of them is most of the hope they have! A wider awareness of their plight should eventually change that. So here's my whisper for the Palestinian people. I really hope you get the freedom you deserve 🙏🏻

Tiocfaidh do lá 💪🏻 🇵🇸Your day will come🇵🇸


Let's ask the Universe to make sure it happens with the least pain and suffering possible for both Isrealis and Palestinians

💫
https://youtu.be/0juLRi90kRg?si=ERBE9RC_wdUnZUQO


Ireland played England in a football match recently. In the match... two players that could have played for either team in their careers scored for England and we lost... Ok we'll get good again soon... In historical terms there haven't been many football matches between Ireland and England ever without a fight too... We didn't fight this time

Dear Universe... Please let me watch a football match between Palestine and Israel... When that day comes we know we're heading the right direction 🧘🏻

For Palestine 🇵🇸 (from a few of us...)

Cast of Characters:
 
Cgmaness – @user-419254289-15129531 – Chris – bass, guitar, synth, percussion, drums, composition, production and mix

TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen–  electric sitar

Llanpsych-- @llanpsych -- Tez – electric guitar

J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- organ and electric piano

K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken– additional drums , bells and woodblocks, shakers, tambourine 

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 – traditional gourd form body sitar and lap steel

 This is a song that Chris wrote on the drums, bass, and guitar and shared with the collective. We all love working on Chris's songs, and got to work on it even more enthusiastically than usual. 
    Josh was up first with his lap steel, which he weaves throughout. He also added the sitar at the beginning and the acoustic sitar at the end. 
    Stephen stepped in and added the gnarly electric sitar at the end. 
   JJ also made his presence heard by adding the thrilling organ and electric piano throughout. 
   Ken then replaced Chris's original drums in expert fashion, too. Last, but not least, Tez added his electric guitar magic to the stew, as well. 
  Since Chris brought this song to the group, and is a fine producer, he did the honors of the mix and production. 
  This is our latest with Chris, whose music we all adore. If you dig this, you should go check out his page, as it contains lots of wonders to hear. We all hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed making

New String Theory-Eclectic Collective

My improvisation of the Bass part over the song «THUD of Bill Bruford Earthworks », I'm playing on my NS Upright Bass tuned B E A D, It's actually been over 30 years since I've not played Upright Bass, I 've just started back 4 weeks ago playing an Upright bass on september 2024

My Improvisation Upright NS Bass (Steve Roy) over «THUD  De Bill Bruford Earthworks»

Ice Castles (2022) Anthology CD3 Track 16

New song written by David Cooper and Glen Granthem.

Music - Glen Granthem
Lyrics - David Cooper

All instruments - Glen Granthem
All vocals - David Cooper

Watch video here:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XP8Lievat3g

From the new album The stories that we tell: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_mdGD8gSUC4gYRKKk6GT2dVYW4p86DcLx8

Lyrics by David Cooper:

She waits on the railway platform 
Same time every night
She takes her usual seat and waits there
But the train never arrives

She’s been waiting there a long time 
It’s all she can do
Wishing for her man to come home
But it never comes true

Chorus

For forty years she’s been there
Been waiting for that train 
And wishes her dreams will come true
But it never comes, it never comes

He went to war; it seems a long time 
A long time ago
But she only sees it one way
In her mind, it’s like yesterday

Chorus

Solo

Break

He’s never coming home etc

She gets up and makes her way home
With tears in her eyes
And the one thing that she knows
Waiting is futile

He’s never coming home etc

He's never coming home (Cooper/Granthem Collaboration with Video)

Nostalgic indie rock with a melodic, contemplative approach. Features jangly, crystalline guitars played in delicate arpeggios and open chords, creating luminous, airy textures, producedwith AI

Fading Polaroids

This is the last one of 44 songs I wrote with my mom’s Spanish guitar in my university years, songs I’ve been arranging and posting to SC for the last 6 years (I’ve skipped 4 of them which will become a conceptual album soon).

I’m so glad to have https://soundcloud.com/janinelevinson’s help on polishing the English texts and lending her vocal and painting arts to such an important song for me.

Also must credit https://soundcloud.com/user-498459842 for kindly and freely mastering the track.
 
CANCIÓN TRISTE CUANDO ESTOY SOLO (SAD SONG WHEN I’M ALONE)

Canción triste cuando estoy solo, para que sepas que yo nunca me iré.
Canción triste por todo lo que amo, último recuerdo de lo que pudo ser.

Sad song when I'm alone, so that you know I will never be gone.
Sad songs for all I love, are the last reminders of my ancient glow.

Do you think that someone somewhere else would ever care that I was here?
Do you think a future living man will give a damn for you and me?
Who could he be?

¿Piensas que a alguien a quien no conocí le importará si estuve aquí,
o no estuve yo?
¿Piensas que alguien que viva después se acordará de ti o de mí?
¿Quién podrá ser?

Canción triste…

¿Piensas que una nueva vida de amor nos bastará para creer,
para sentir?
¿Acaso te importa lo que piense la gente de mis intereses para morir por mí,
para morir por mí?

Do you think another life of love will be enough for us to see,
for us to feel?
Do you care what people really think about my pride, and will you die,
will you die with me?

Sad song…

ER44FI11 1997-2018

Canción triste cuando estoy solo (ft. Janine Levinson)

Phil Bowen 

Phil holds a doctorate in philosophy. He is a published author on topics that include emotional intelligence and stress management. His most recent book, "Passion killers in the age of stress and anxiety" is available through Vernon Press at: https://vernonpress.com/book/1106
An earlier book "Emotional intelligence does it really matter?" is also published through Vernon Press and is available from https://vernonpress.com/book/740

While pursuing a career in academia Phil also continues his career in music. He first started to learn the piano at the age of five and at ten began playing the piano accordion. At thirteen he started to learn the guitar. He has played keyboards, guitar and accordion professionally for many years. Phil also writes and records his own songs that have been played by bands in the UK. He is influenced by Ronnie Lane (Small faces/ Slim chance), Eagles, Van Morrison, Lynyrd Skynyrd and Blackberry Smoke.

Enjoy the eclectic mix of music from Dr Phil Bowen.
Also have a look at:
www.youtube.com/channel/UCCcmy6F8x9LlxstPGl34IYg
Also back catalogue at:
https://soundcloud.com/phil-bowen-114199826/tracks
music.apple.com/us/artist/phil-bowen/433806295 and
music.apple.com/us/search?term=Th…soners%20reformed

(Don't follow me here, best on my main page ;)

Still Waters

Phil Bowen

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