Excellent vocals and lyrics, cool bassline and atmosphere!

chained in the depths of hell for our sins.....dark stuff, good song

love the vocals, melody, and above all the lyrics ✨️🌿 rock on

Great instrumentation … fantastic Vocals … cool track💪🏻

Very cool piece, great originality and vocals

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In memoriam, the bombing of Guernica, Spain, April 26, 1937. A lamentation in music.

And in 2024, for the injured, displaced, and departed around the world as invading forces of tyranny rain down death and destruction upon innocent people.

I literally cried as I updated my old composition about the bombing of Guernica. 

Originally composed in GarageBand, I finished the first version of this song on April 26, 2013, not consciously aware that the date was the anniversary of the atrocity committed by fascists against civilians during the Spanish Civil War. I had had ambitions to create an animated short about its history and Picasso’s famous painting when I could afford the technology. So my first step was to use available resources and create the music, which I did 11 years ago. I have yet to produce the animation. Maybe someday. The cover art gives you an idea as to how I envisioned the graphics for the animated short.

This Guernica composition is my first attempt at composing neoclassical music. As a girl I would sing and hum made-up symphonies as I conducted an imaginary orchestra. I’ve got hundreds of improvised concertos, sonatas, fugues, and arias deep in my memory banks that sometimes creep into my contemporaneous music.

This week, as the anniversary of Guernica approached, I imported my old music file into my current DAW and refreshed it, adding French horn, the first instrument I played as a young student. I also added audio of propeller planes recorded live in March and April 2024. And I pushed the previous violin and cello parts to the limit, so if you hear a screeching violin or a groaning cello, it’s intentional; war gives millions of reasons to scream and wail. The composition’s 8-chord structure is repeated as if to state the obvious — we, humans, have yet to contain our violence individually and collectively. We witness and experience the horror of mass murder and war around the globe. Every. Damn. Day.

I realize my song probably isn’t going to be a favorite for listeners, not my usual chill music. But I’m also a firm believer in the idea that sunlight is the best disinfectant. With this music about Guernica and the history of 1937, I am reminded how far we’ve come, and yet, how little we’ve changed. But change we must, and I believe humanity will change for the better. The question is when.

Guernica

Written for songwriting contest, w/theme the Santa Fe River in n. Florida. Translations..."Timucuan": native people in n FL at time of Spanish Conquest.  "Cracker Cowboys": colloquial name for cattlemen who herded wild cattle north during the Civil War.  "O'leno town": ghost town on the Santa Fe, a swinging bridge built in the 1930's is still there.  

Roll On, River   c. 2023 by Mike Manetz

V. 1
The river was Timucuan,
Before the comin' of the white-man's gun.
'Neath the giant cypress trees,
They fished the river wild and free.
Spanish priests came one day,
Taught the natives how to pray,
Named the river Santa Fe,
River watched them fade away.

Chorus
Roll on, river,
On and on forever,
She'll be rollin' on when we're all passed and gone.
Through centuries of hopes and dreams,
Conquistadors, fools and thieves,
Roll on, river,
Roll on,
River, roll on...

V2
Cracker cowboys took control,
After driving out the Seminole.
Their cattle on the muddy banks,
Would feed the hungry rebel ranks.
Black man runnin' to be free, 
Down the Santa Fe on to the sea.
Midnight paddle down to where,
A Yankee gunboat's waitin' there.

Chorus

V 3  
Lovers at O'Leno town,
On a swingin' bridge they're lookin' down,
River rushes there below,
Like a thousand years ago.
Their kids will play computer games,
They'll forget the history and the names,
But the river holds the memories,
Of all she touches, all she sees...

Chorus




Their kids will play computer games,
They'll forget the history and the names,
Of all of those who came before,
Guess it doesn't matter anymore...

Centuries of hopes and dreams,
Conquistadors, fools and thieves,
All they left is all but washed away,
Their kids will play computer games,
And forget the history and the names,
of all of those who came before,
They don't care much for that anymore...

Roll On, River

Instrumental: zzspicezz https://on.soundcloud.com/jMvvXMT5cA4zYKXx6
Lyrics and vocals: DelhyA


J’ai pas voulu entendre depuis le fond de moi
J’ai pas voulu comprendre ce p’tit “je ne sais quoi”
J’ai pas voulu attendre qu’il gagne au fond de moi 
J’ai pas voulu l’ entendre, j’ai pas voulu l’recevoir.

Bébé du fond de moi, j’ai pas voulu l’recevoir 
J’ai pas voulu entendre, j’ai pas voulu l’ recevoir 
Tu sais qu’au fond de moi, j’ai pas voulu l’recevoir
J’ai pas voulu comprendre, j’ai pas voulu recevoir 

J’ai pas voulu d un présent que j’n’méritais pas
Même si t’étais un ange tombé des cieux pour moi
D une autre histoire qui tomberait à l’eau. De là
J’ai pas voulu entendre, j’ai pas voulu recevoir

J’ai pas voulu entendre, j ai pas voulu recevoir 

J’ai pas voulu l’entendre depuis le fond de moi
J’ai pas voulu comprendre ce p’tit “je ne sais quoi”
J’ai pas voulu l’attendre 
J’ai pas voulu entendre, j’ai pas voulu recevoir.

J’ai pas voulu entendre, j’ai pas voulu recevoir 

J’ai pas voulu mais mes deux bras s’ouvraient déjà 
Mon coeur battait si fort, mes yeux ne voyaient pas 
Que si l’esprit résiste, je m’envolais déjà 
J’ai pas voulu entendre, j’ ai pas voulu recevoir 

Je n’ai jamais voulu voir
Que parmi mes fêlures, 
Ta lumière passait déjà…..


                                  I didn’t want 

I didn't want to hear from deep inside me 
I didn’t want to understand this little “I don’t know what” 
I didn't want to wait for him to win inside me 
I didn't want to hear it, I didn't want to receive it

Baby deep inside me, I didn't want to receive it 
I didn't want to hear, I didn't want to receive it
You know that deep down, I didn't want to receive it 
I didn't want to understand, I didn't want to receive 

I didn't want a present that I didn't deserve 
Even if you were an angel fallen from heaven for me 
Another story that would fall apart. From this 
I didn't want to hear, I didn't want to receive 
I didn't want to hear, I didn't want to receive 

I didn't want to hear it from deep inside me 
I didn’t want to understand this little “I don’t know what” 
I didn't want to wait for it
I didn't want to hear, I didn't want to receive
I didn't want to hear, I didn't want to receive 

I didn't want to but my two arms were already opening 
my heart was beating so hard, my eyes couldn't see 
That if the spirit resists, I was already flying away 
I didn't want to hear, I didn't want to receive 

I never wanted to see 
That among my cracks, 
your light was already shining…..

J'ai Pas Voulu (with zzspicezz🇸🇪)

THE TEMPEST

UnBoxed April 2024
Clown Girl versus Rampant Alien Sex Fiends from Outer Space… Honk! Honk!!
[ d o w n l o a d a b l e ]

Sick And Twisted

Music:  PJ Project & Janne Hennie
Lyrics & Vocal:  Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix: PJ Project

Lyrics:

When she was a little girl her daddy was the one
That she adored and looked up to
He taught her so much, they played in the sun
He was the king in her life..

She grew older
Her daddy's heart grew colder
He was no longer her king..
And all she could see was a thorn
In her faded memory

When she was fourteen her mother told her
Your daddy is not your real dad..
It broke her heart, she lost her king
She became angry and sad

She grew older
Her daddy's heart grew colder
He was no longer her king..
And all she could see was a thorn
In her faded memory

While time passed, and she moved on
Her faded memory returns..
It didn't feel painful
No longer a thorn
But her daddy's heart was gone..

While she grew older
Her daddy's heart grew colder
And he was no longer her king..
But now she can see her king
In her faded memory...

Her Faded Memory  W/PJ Project

Word and Music by Stefan van Walsum
All Instruments by Stefan van Walsum
Mix and Master by Nandi´s Cavern Studio, Kerpen Germany

FIRST SNOW (Lyrics)
Verse 1
I said; hey Doctor,
 I don`t feel fine.
I do not drink
 and I never get high! 
Verse 2
You are a university graduate.
Wearing the white coat.
What do you recommend?
I´m sure you`re a clever and wise man. 
Verse 3
Please send me to rehab.
Or what should I do?
I'm going round in circles.
I can't find peace for me too.
Verse 4
I'm not drunk.
I am sober.
I don't do drugs.
I hate the stuff.
Do you have anything that does the trick?
Give it to me!
Pre-Chorus 1
It must be good if you recommend it!
I fell for it.
I trusted him.
It's hard to believe.
Bad medicine, it was like my first snow. 
Verse 5
Good that I am strong.
I know it was so wrong.
I am so scared.
Practically I took snow!
Verse 6
I can't sue him.
His intentions good.
Still, I feel betrayed.
He gave me the first snow.
Practically he gave me snow.
Pre-Chorus  2
It must be good if you recommend it!
I fell for it.
I trusted him.
It's hard to believe.
Bad medicine, it was like my first snow. 
Bridge
Now I will feel very bad.
I will always be sceptical.
From today and forever, no more trust.
I can hardly believe what has happened.  
It blows my mind. 
Blows my mind……
Outro
Oh no Doctor!
You gave me snow!
Oh no Doctor!
You gave me snow!
It blows my mind.
It blows my mind.
He gave me snow.

First Snow

The truth is that all my completed works are incomplete. I have a strong feeling that there is still more I want to say. But with electronic music, if I were to arrange phrases like a collage, there would be no space left. My heart dances while I worry that I "haven't said it yet." What a strange title!

Music for the dancing heart(299)

noxpox - Dark Lemonade

Recorded for the umpteenth and last time on 12 June 2024 in Milan, with Lorenzo Di Biasi (https://www.sartoria57studio.it/).
Previous draft here: https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/timelines
Picture is from Pietro Corrao.

P.S. Now there is also a song, written on this music by CAB (Bruno Cadillon; here: https://soundcloud.com/bruno-cadillon-847608847/comment-fais-tu-ca-michele-ansanicab and here: https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/comment-fais-tu-pierre

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Composed by Michele Ansani (2022).
Posted on SoundCloud: 2024, June 13.

Timelines

Healing Song for Eleyan

The thoughts of you cascade through my mind
A defined time lined by the much-maligned
A mis aligned bind of defiant minds
Energy flows within and slows the sin

Too many notions cringe my body at the mention
My eyes see through my eyes see you
Too many notions cringe my body at the mention
My I see through my eyes see you

I tried to live a life of normality
To be a sheep within the herd
But I’m cursed with a mind that will not crumble
A mind that will not bow to you

Craving the making of my own path
Craving the making of my own path
Craving the making of my own path
Craving the making of my own path

There are no good no bads
There are no must dos and need to haves
Existing stops within the breath of time
Still is your heart but your mind contemplates
Bewildered, you stand facing the window
Outside the sun shines 
Inside your black and full of hate
Be free with a single thought of happiness
Be chained in the depths of hell for your sins
For your sins
For your sins
For all, for all your sins

Caged

Blow a kiss and I’ll find you 
Find the way to travel through 
Somewhere deep inside the wind
Find a place to start again
I can still smell your hair 
I’m so grateful that youre near 

Call out my name and I’ll be there 
I’ll travel through and the water and air
And if I feel you can not breathe
Set blankets far across the sea 
I’ll lay in wait from stitch to stitch
And drift away on dreams I missed 

Kiss the earth and I’ll find you 
Traveling far with the grays and blues 
Into the clouds I’ll whisper your name 
Promise to you, things won’t be the same 
Seeing you now, knowing your here
Feeling your breath, take you fears

Ťravel Țħrougħ

Xpressive (2017) Anthology CD1 Track 08

method: some old, some new devices, experimenting
narration: an older poem on one of the muses
image: copyright jo richter

poem / copyright jo richter

halte mich, stille, als hielte ich still
kondensstreifengitter und gassen
gegossen in glas, traummolassen
schleifen die stadt als hielte sie still
bereit, die kunst in form zu fassen

interlinear translation: erato // hold me tight, silence, as though I was holding my own / grids made of contrails and alleys / cast in obsidian glas, dream molasses / raze the place as though it knew no defence / and as though she was inclined to give shape to art

erato

If you have ever felt overwhelmed, hope this helps.\
Lyrics:

Breath

Just Breath

Look in my eye and just breath
look in my eye and just breath
I see the panic rising,
just breath

I tried to forget,  forgive me
all these words atone for me,
all these things are part of me,
I just need to breath,
dont hold out and wait,
we gotta push theres no way
we gotta push something coming today
we gotta go better thatn we couldve wey,
 i know im jus trying to breath

one day itll go and the hex, will be permanent,
so what do i do i panic  but I still breath
(prod. all we left unsaid)

Breath

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!
https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/album/ultraviolet-cosmos

I have a mind and soul that uses music as an extension to express itself.  I'll find the right keys or chords or just catch a vibe and things happen. I mix it down into a sonic symphony for my ear drums and a visceral voyage for the soul. It might not sound like what's on the radio or anything like your favorite band but I'm not trying to. I simply do what It is I can do best. I do me. Simple. Authentic. Raw. 

My sound is a mix of rock and electronic elements. I've been influenced by many types of music and you'll hear it all blend together nicely if I'm hitting my mark proper. My production methods are a mix of Ableton, my guitar, my midi keyboard, and my mind. Basic, but enough to do some damage.

Bon Appetite  \m/

Caged

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