Staying Behind

For those who follow me and while waiting to recover from my hearing problem, I searched in the box of the Métapop period...special thanks to Ashesndreams for her acapella.

LA HORA EXACTA  feat Ashesndreams

I call to talk but I have nothing to say
I just want to hear your voice
I act like I don’t have a care in the world
And that not being yours was my choice
I wanted to tell you that I can’t stop thinking
Of you, your face, and your ways
But words once spoken can’t be reclaimed
So I play the role of friend instead

False friend, there’s no end to my deception
False friend, better longing than rejection
False friend, in the order of what matters
Better dreams untapped than shattered

Your touch is accidental
But it hits like an lightening bolt
My face is a mask, I’ll never show
The feelings you evoke
Are you really not aware
Of the chaos you create
When you’re not here, I’m clear of mind
But one look and I can't think straight

False friend, there’s no end to my deception
False friend, better longing than rejection
False friend, in the order of what matters
Better dreams untapped than shattered

I rest my hand on your seat
When I travel alone
You’re a ghost in my days
Presence felt, never shown
Not a chill, but a warmth in my bones
Like a secret, comforting shawl

False friend, there’s no end to my deception
False friend, better longing than rejection
False friend, in the order of what matters
Better dreams untapped than shattered

False Friend

A few things to say.
1. Sorry, this song is a long one: more than seven minutes, too many to expect to have listeners desirous to get to the end of a small marathon. Moreover, it is slow (the first refrain only comes after three minutes or so) and sung in Italian (the English translation is available, but it is never the same thing).
2. The photo shows two actors: Bekim Fehmiu and Irene Papas, protagonists of a wonderful TV series (‘Odissea’) aired in 1968. A show that enriched my childhood and conditioned my imagination (and my reading) forever.
3. I have long wished to be able to write a song about that story within the story of Ulysses' wanderings: his return to Ithaca and his failure to be recognised by Penelope. I succeeded in 1994, then producing a few versions of it. I recorded this one a few years ago, the sound quality was not excellent but now I have taken it up again, singing it all over again and changing the arrangement a little. I hoped at least to recreate an atmosphere musically suited to the story evoked.
Female vocals courtesy of Sound Doctrine.

LYRICS 

he speaks softly from afar
and his voice is like a stray dog
like a boat you can barely see
like a moon on a swing
suspended on the edge of a sea wave
he holds his breath to follow his song

she sings and as she sings she has dozed off
he takes her hand and
whispers ‘welcome back into my life, welcome back’

she still sleeps and dreams of making love
with this morning shadow
of these colourless eyes 
came from an icy adventure
of days that smell clean
of all nights and all days
of spells, escapes, memories 
of days lost without desires

and if she will not listen to his words,
if evil will not slip from her heart
then who knows
where the wind will settle him
where he will lose himelf
where he will rest

[Penelope]
"Are you the night that burns
are you this sky that falls on me
are you this ship that arrives
are you this fire congealed inside me
... (You're all I need) ..."

she squints her eyes and moves slowly
as if to let the world to feel
all the weight of this abandonment
of this vanished illusion 
of her infinite sadness
sadness that perfume the nights and days
spent alone with this wound

but he is not only the thought of every morning
he is in the sand in the waves
that have always bounced on the shore
he is the cement of this house
is the receding fear
is the storm ever closer
he is this morning shadow
and she will listen to his words
and the sea will deposit him on her heart
and then who knows
maybe the wind will settle 
the circle will close
and she will recognise him

[Penelope]
"... (You're all I need) ...
are you the night that burns
are you this sky that still falls on me
are you this ship that arrives
are you this fire congealed inside me
are you my eyes you are my hands
are you my lips my skin of today and tomorrow
are you this peace that rises again
are you this home to recapture
this night to rest
... (You're all I need) ..."

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Lyrics and music by Michele Ansani (1994).
Posted on SoundCloud: 2024, September 15

Nostos (il ritorno di Ulisse) **

SOFTPORTAL-Electricity made simple(Demo version)

Forensic

Recording sessions from 23/10/2024 - 26/11/2024.
presets, mixing, processing and editing: Pier WILL.
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- Made with MOOG & Modular / Multi-tracks / Without AI
- Composed, arranged, performed, produced by Pier WILL & Studio 4H09
- Artwork - Pier WILL
- Acknowledgements - Ableton, AKG, Arturia, Audacity, Cantabile, Focusrite,   Korg, M-Audio, MSI, Sony, SoundCloud, Teac, Techniks, Yamaha.
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32 Strands - Digital Braids

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Silent Garden * Instrumental

Speedmike a eu la gentillesse de me proposer ce très joli morceau de guitare afin de poser une voix dessus. L'inspiration au piano m'est venue rapidement ce qui m'a permis d'écrire le texte.
Cela a été un réel plaisir de travailler sur ce morceau. 
Merci à toi Speedmike et à toi Lena qui est venue poser délicatement ta voix :)

Musique : Speedmike@user-https://soundcloud.com/user-423331569
Arrangement, piano, harmonica, texte & voix : Steph Ouna
Coeurs : Lena : https://soundcloud.com/user-262019520

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