Name: The Bat Man by Rino Lauciello
Duration: 3 min 14 s
Description: Bande originale d'un film jamais tourné

Oh dommage !'aurais aimé voir ce film jamais tourné, la BO met l'eau à la bouche ...

Merci beaucoup Alice. Je te remercie pour toutes les compliments...je crois que il y a beaucoup d'affinités des styles dans ce que tu fais et les miens, c'est pour ça que tu apprécies ma production et moi la tienne. De mon côté je vais continuer à t'écouter et on pourra échanger nos ressentis petit à petit.   En tout cas, encore un grand merci et à la prochaine....

Very nice soundtrack.  May I ask why was the film never made?

Electronique, barbituriques, cinématographique. Y'plus qu'à tourner.....

Fun creative piece, halfway between funky and haunting- great work 🔥

Bande originale d'un film jamais tourné 

The Bat Man

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Check out the full album at https://open.spotify.com/artist/5AEP7Bm7CH4z0LHjAsSdhX?si=jmcgis8QTJ2MlcXuDvph_w

Peristeria Elata

Sometimes it feels like we’re two old young lovers
We break up to avoid embarrassing promises
We get back together and the cycle repeats
And the clock keeps on ticking and the years slip away

Slip away, slip away, time slips away
The clock keeps on ticking but we still feel okay
Two old young lovers and we think we’re so hip
Two old young lovers on a strange crazy trip

We’re two uncertain hunters on a futile quest
Searching for the lost ark looking for the address
We’re two supporting actors looking for a leading role 
But most nights we’re just hunker down in our fox hole

Slip away, slip away, time slips away
The clock keeps on ticking but we still feel okay
Two old young lovers and we think we’re still hip
Two old young lovers on a strange crazy trip

We see ourselves as young brilliant story tellers
But as we tell our tales, we repeat ourselves
Sometimes we’re tossed about by insignificant whirlwinds
We feel as precarious as crumbling towers

Slip away, slip away, time slips away
The clock keeps on ticking but we still feel okay
Two old young lovers and we think we’re so hip
Two old young lovers on a strange crazy trip

We break up to avoid embarrassing promises 
That we never intended to keep
But then we get back together again 
Cause this hole that we dug is so deep

Sometimes we’re riding on the shoulders of giants
Other times we’re completely self-reliant

Some days it feels like we’re in control
Other days it feels like it’s just a dice roll

Sometimes we’re as strong as a young climbing flower
Other times it feels like we’re losing our power

We’re two old young lovers who don’t want face the truth
We’re two old young lovers trying to cling to our youth

Slip away, slip away, time slips away
The clock keeps on ticking, but we still feel okay
Two old young lovers and we think we’re so hip
Two old young lovers on a strange crazy trip
Two old young lovers and we’re joined at the hip

Old Young Lovers (lyrical collaboration with Michele Ansani)

“If you point one finger, there are three more pointing back at you”! Riffindots doesn’t necessarily tackle the political issues of today, but rather she turns them inward. “Filth Tank” recounts that in all of us is inner turmoil and ugliness and it must manifest itself into an exterior human form that we all abhor but we just can’t get enough! So now your parade float awaits you! 

A seething guitar intro ushers you and a different guitar takes over chiming throughout as if it’s reverberating over a vast lake. Once you’re in, you’ll realize that this track is anthemic.

Filth Tank

On a Bench

On a Bench (instr.)

Labyrinth

Creciendo instrumental.mp3.m4a

Some goodbyes shout, and others whisper through folded pages.

"Finis" was written the morning after a quiet surrender. Letters sealed, sent, and with them, the last threads of hope released. Not because it was over, but because something in you needed to stop holding on. It’s not a finale, not truly, just the moment where silence took its place in the room, and you let it stay.

The music reflects that stillness. A modest shape, not from lack of care, but from exhaustion. From a heart too tired to reach further.

Outside, nothing changed. But inside, a chapter closed itself. Not in anger. Not even in grief. Just with the softness of someone alone in his room, watching the letters leave.

And in that quiet, something honest remains.

Bandcamp

Twentieth Shade (Finis)

03 July - Pivot

They're only little " rock 'n roll " songs. Hope you like them 🙏

The Bat Man

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