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Sheet Music

Waltz

It Might Be Affection

Introduction in English:

Sometimes I wonder if there is some kind of ‘safe place’ in this world. Everywhere I look: Wars, climate disasters, starvation and poverty. Not to mention the increasing everyday violence at home, in the neighbourhood and on the streets.
As early as 1962, John Lennon described in the song ‘There's a Place’ (perhaps also under the impression of the Cuban Missile Crisis at the time with the acute threat of a third world war) that sometimes the only thing left to do is to retreat to an inner safe place when the outside world (as is now increasingly the case again) is increasingly on the brink of an abyss.
In this respect, this song is highly topical, although I would like to add that the search for the inner safe place should only ever be temporary, in order to regain strength there (for example through one's own musical creativity) in order to make a greater contribution to the preservation of the earth and human coexistence in the outer world.
I am sure that John Lennon meant this kind of fluid balance between gathering oneself inwardly and being lovingly in the world.       

Introduction in German:

Manchmal frage ich mich, ob es auf dieser Welt eine Art "Sicherer Ort" gibt. Wo ich hinschaue: Kriege, Klimakatastrophen, Hungern und Armut. Ganz zu schweigen von der zunehmenden alltäglichen Gewalt zu Hause, in der Nachbarschaft und auf den Strassen.
John Lennon hat (vielleicht auch unter dem Eindruck der damaligen Kuba-Krise mit akuter Dritte Weltkriegsgefahr) in dem Song "There's a Place" schon 1962 beschrieben, dass einem manchmal nur der Rückzug an einen inneren sicheren Ort verbleibt, wenn die äußere Welt (wie jetzt zusehends wieder) zusehends an einem Abgrund steht.
Insofern ist dieser Song brandaktuell, wobei ich hinzufügen möchte, dass das Aufsuchen des inneren sicheren Ortes immer wieder nur vorübergehend erfolgen sollte, um dort (etwa über eigenes musikalisches Schaffen) wieder Kraft zu sammeln, um in der äußeren Welt verstärkt einen eigenen Beitrag zum Erhalt der Erde und des menschlichen Miteinanders zu leisten.
Ich bin mir sicher, dass John Lennon diese Art von Fließgleichgewicht zwischen sich innerlich sammeln und liebevoll in der Welt sein gemeint hat.              


There`s a place (Lennon/Mccartney)

Sarebbe sciocco restare sani di mente in questo Mondo, tutto ricoperto di vergogna. Peace

Remain Sane

Sonate n°3 pour piano en fa majeur

J’ai rarement besoin d’introduire mes musiques. Celle-ci fait exception : s’agissant d’une musique à programme, je me dois d’en présenter les grandes lignes pour que, à la fois l’auditeur, mais aussi l’interprète, puissent comprendre ce que j’ai voulu signifier et comment interpréter cette sonate.

Cette sonate pour piano a pour titre « Anthropo-scène ». Elle a pour ambition de décrire l’évolution de l’Homme depuis la nuit des temps jusqu’à nos jours.

Vidéo : https://youtu.be/LeAbQYEAiAs

Sonate n°3 pour piano ­— « Anthropo-scène »

We need to stop giving pieces of our lives to people who don't deserve them.
Dobbiamo smettere di dare pezzi della nostra vita a persone che non li meritano.

The Undertaking - Red Line

Dreamland

This track is the result of Andreas giving me four random chords, after which I received a vision of the sea around some forgotten ruins on the beach of a tiny picturesque village in Greece which turned out to be called Assini, although I'd never heard of it before. 

Many thanks to @APi_ZZ for refining my mix, as well as the titling of the cover.

Assini

[Verse]
Leather jackets on the line
Faded patches scream the time
Dusty boots that crushed the stone
Echoes loud of skulls and bones

[Verse 2]
Midnight roars the engine's breath
Shadows dance with life and death
Steel and fire in our veins
Freedom howls like wild chains

[Chorus]
Skulls and bones we're breaking free
Living loud no guarantee
Leather tough and hearts of stone
We are legends carved in chrome

[Verse 3]
Smoke and sparks in every mile
Rebels walking razor style
No regrets just battle scars
Underneath the blazing stars

[Bridge]
We don't bow we don't kneel
Riding hard on spinning wheels
Skulls and bones are our creed
Living fast is all we need

[Chorus]
Skulls and bones we're breaking free
Living loud no guarantee
Leather tough and hearts of stone
We are legends carved in chrome

Rebel Anthem

The Stroll

Introduction and Lyrics in English:

The ghost forest really does exist on the German Baltic coast. Over the centuries, the beech, oak and ash trees have taken on bizarre shapes due to the Baltic wind and the many storms. To me, they look like bent, crooked figures that seem to be on the run from the recurring storms. 
As almost all the trees have only one crown and are completely bare underneath, they also give me the impression that they have shut themselves off from the fury of the storms and withdrawn into themselves.
In my imagination, the storms stand for the inner ghosts or demons that more or less haunt everyone rarely, sometimes often or always at night.  
For me, the trees in turn symbolize the sometimes panic-like fears and the need to flee when the inner ghosts appear.   
At the same time, in my mind the trees also stand for the great achievement of some people who nevertheless live and continue to live under the impression of permanent demonic inner storms: Admittedly somehow crooked, slanted and crooked; but nevertheless in a marvelous way peculiar, unmistakable and original.
This is the background against which the song ""Ghostly Forest"" was created.

Ghostly forest

Every night you are there
Like a fool tormenting me with relish
Like a sneering clown
You force me to look into my abyss

Mmh

Fall deep, almost unbearable these soul wounds
Give me this one shot that pulls me out of the tunnel of pain
aah

You tell me dark things
Accuse me, expose me, make me small
You put me before the last judgement
Spit brazenly in my scarred face

You give me the feeling
That all I want is to die, to be dead
Oooh
Seemingly salvation, consolation

No! Get up!
Get to your feet!
At the bottom
You're still healthy,

I was 
In the ghostly forest
I lost my way there,
I still find the gap
Which leads me to my Yes! to life
Leads me to life!

You never leave me in peace
Give me new blisters every night

When I think I've banished you now,
You come prancing in from the left

Not one tired night 
I woke up without your fearful bite
Behind windows, doors, cupboards you sit 
Always ready for the nightmare leap

This morning
my deepest soul centre would have almost
faded before you

You were on the verge of destroying my core
Dishonouring my dignity beyond repair

A deflated moment
Who knows only silence, rigor mortis
Oooh
Already thought I'd never return

No! Get up!
Get to your feet!
At the bottom
You're still healthy,

I was 
In the ghostly forest
I lost my way there,
I still find the gap
Which leads me to my Yes! to life
Leads me to life!

Gespensterwald (Ghostly Forest)

Producer and Composer Score Film, Movie Soundtrack, Epic Cinematic TV Games...
Germany Born, Pavia based, Rino is a multi-instrumentalist, composer, songwriter, producer and sound engineer from Italy.
Specialized in hard rock, psychedelic rock, rock blues, pop, ambient guitar.
Experience with years of studio and live work as a musician and songwriter.

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