more twisted than the image... very nice!

State of Decay

State Of Decay

Starless Moonchild with PJ Project

I decided not to write answers to questions on the answer sheet that I couldn't solve. Rhythm, chords, effects, etc. 　that I haven't decided yet. 
　I tried to create some blank music here and there.
 I tried to create music honestly.
future techno, electronic music, techno, experiment

My music answer sheet(276)

In this song I enclose everything I think about my work as an artist. Proceeding along risky paths, responding to violence with even more sensitivity, because sensitivity can truly move the world. Embrace your sensitivity and that of others, choose who you want to be and follow your nature, whatever the cost. 

Written and Performed by Stefano Manotti

Arrangement and mixing: Giulio Carmassi (ex-Pat Metheny group)

Executive production and mastering: Paolo Schianchi and OmniaMusica Recording Studio


TESTO

Comincia da qui questo viaggio nascosto
Con le altre paure del giorno
Che ho lasciato al loro posto
Una notte qui
Vale più di un silenzio
Per sentir la chitarra suonare
Come in braccio a cento persone
Libero così dalle mie leggi
E dalla mente che dalla sua amplifica i rimpianti
Libero così dalle tue leggi
Ho passato troppo tempo per parlarti

Lo so
Quella è la via
Io sto di fianco
Con la mia fantasia
E quel che sarà
Non è roba mia
Non è roba mia

Finisce da qui
Un bel viaggio scomposto
Non si posson tirare le somme
Non si può vedere a che costo

Solo questo ti dico
Se sei nato per qualcosa
Tornerai ogni volta
Sulla strada più rischiosa

Libero così dai compromessi
Dalle parole messe lì per non esporsi
Libero così dai giochi fatti
Per sorprendermi ancora a cantare la vita

Lo so
Quella è la via
Io sto di fianco
Con la mia fantasia
E quel che sarà
Non è roba mia
Non è roba mia

Lo so
Quella è la via
Io sto di fianco
Con la mia fantasia
E quel che sarà
Non è roba mia
Non è roba mia



LYRICS

Begin from here, this hidden journey
With the other fears of the day
That I left in their place
One night from here
Is it worth more than silence
To hear the guitar play
As if embraced by a hundred people

Free like this from my laws
And from the mind that amplifies regrets
Free like this from your laws
I've spent too much time talking to you

I know it
That's the way
I stand by my fantasy
And what will be
It is not my concern
It's not my concern

It ends here
A disjointed journey
You can't add it all up
You can't see at what cost
Only this I tell you
If you were born for something
You'll return every time
To the riskiest road

Free like this from compromises
From words placed there to avoid exposure
Free like this from done deals
To surprise you again and sing life

Fantasia

Maden's Madness

Not everything is clear from the start...Here a December Song to you past, present and hopefully future streamers/listeners. A slow pace track cum home made poem. Stay well and warm...//Annie

CONUNDRA 3

(Opening that old) Lover Box (Tox)

High Desert

MY WORDS, MY MUSIC
ALWAYS FALLING ON DEAF EARS
NEVER SUCCESSFUL
PREQUEL TO SEQUEL
SURE TO END IN TEARS

MY WORDS, MY MUSIC
ALWAYS FALLING ON DEAF EARS

I’M ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE
NO ONE ESSENTIAL
WHO SHOULD NEVER BE SEEN OR HEARD
NO ONE ESSENTIAL
I BARELY EXIST

DISMISSED WITHOUT A HEARING
IT’S THE SPOON-FED WAY
THE BLANKEST GENERATION
HAS LITTLE TO SAY

JUDGED BY WHAT THEY SEE
DECIDE I COULDN’T BE
I SEEM TO DISAGREE
WITH THE POSSIBILITY
THAT MY CREATIVITY
IS THE EXCEPTION TO THE RULE
FAR REMOVED FROM THE NORM 
POSSIBLY THE EXTRAORDINARY

MY WORDS, MY MUSIC
ALWAYS FALLING ON DEAF EARS
NEVER SUCCESSFUL
PREQUEL TO SEQUEL
SURE TO END IN TEARS

BRAINWASHED BY A TRENDY BEAT
BAD TASTE TAKES ITS TOLL
BUT I GO WHEREVER INSPIRATION TAKES ME
NO RECIPE, NO ROADMAP FOR ME

YOU MADE THE CHOICE TO SELL YOUR SOUL
BUT I MADE THE CONSCIOUS CHOICE
TO REMAIN WHOLE
NO RECIPE
AUTHENTICITY
CREATIVE INTEGRITY

MY WORDS, MY MUSIC
ALWAYS FALLING ON DEAF EARS
NEVER SUCCESSFUL
PREQUEL TO SEQUEL
SURE TO END IN TEARS

BREAK

MY WORDS, MY MUSIC
ALWAYS FALLING ON DEAF EARS
NEVER SUCCESSFUL
PREQUEL TO SEQUEL
SURE TO END IN TEARS

NO PIGEONHOLE DIVERSE APPROACH
CONFLICTS WITH MIND CONTROL
SHEEP THEY BLEAT, MORE OF THE SAME
PREFER OUR FOOD OF LOVE WHEN DROLL

I WAS BORN TO FAIL 
DISAPPEARING IN THE CROWD
I WAS NEVER MEANT TO SAIL 
I WAS NEVER MEANT TO SAIL THROUGH LIFE

MY WORDS, MY MUSIC
MY WORDS, MY MUSIC

MY WORDS, MY MUSIC (ALWAYS FALLING ON DEAF EARS)

“Dancing in the distance”

おくつきは並びたれどもうつし世に相ひ逢はざりし吾子三人はや
木下利玄 (1886-1925)
出典：『木下利玄全歌集』五島 茂 編　岩波文庫

The graves of three brothers and sisters are side by side. They have never seen each other in this life.
Rigen Kinoshita(1886-1925)
Source: “Complete Collected TANKA(Japanese Short Poem) by Rigen Kinoshita: editing by Shigeru Goto”　Iwanami Shoten Publisher

Art work: RondellMelling via Pixabay

Dancing In The Distance

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