Awesome lyrics/poetry! This gave me a damn near Tim Burton-esque vibe. Very cool!

Yes! Love the lyrics! Sorry for your pain. Sounds like you've been through a lot. Mean people suck. You're a survivor! The world is a better place with you around Samantha! Fuck this guy. I hope your curse worked!

Crazy music i eat this jind of stuff up its epic original funny ant tight ## love it ps we should do a song 2022 collab .. jab my musical heart little prick for me lol 

the perfect amount of crazy haha, this is great

It! Is What It! Is

The Real Deal

I've been rush-in' (as fools do...) to get this DEMOnstration of what lies in my ice-cold heart out of my confused mind, and out into the world. 

Crappy Valentine's Day y'all!

I'm Not In Love (First Site Mix)

Cyclope l'Antenne Géante - Attentifs Et Anxieux

This goes out to the asshole I wasted 21 precious years of my life on who left when I undergoing chemotherapy, was bald and bloated, with no eyelashes or eyebrows, uncertain about whether I was going to live or not...Oh! And it was the week before Christmas! Believe me, he absolutely deserves The Curse!!!

Wait? What? I've been asked for lyrics? Thank you...it would be my absolute pleasure to release these words into the universe again... :)

Testo- ;)

I will take a cue from the cunning folk,
The candles have been lit, the house is full of smoke.
The poppet's full of little hairs I've gathered from the sink,
I know it sounds like madness but I've been brought to the brink.
A smirk comes to my face as I gently hold the pin,
And I hope you feel my anguish as I gladly stick it in...
This one's for betrayal, this one's for the pain,
This one's for the loneliness you've made me feel again.
Things aren't getting better, they're only getting worse
I won't give you my blessing, but I'll give you my curse.
My curse...

I jab you in the heart, you may think it unkind,
A spell to block the happiness I hope you never find.
With each little stabbing, each little prick...
I hope yours leads you to despair, I hope it makes you sick.
With dark intent I light the fire, I feel warmed by the flame,
Gather negative energy, spit it out with your name.
Onto the little pyre, I place your effigy,
Watch the blaze consume you, the way that you burnt me.
Things aren't getting better, they're only getting worse,
I won't give you my blessing, but I'll give you my curse...
My curse...

Winds of the North, South, East and West
As I scatter these ashes with pains in my chest-
May he feel my torment, collapsing in the throes,
Send him my affliction, to him O' cold winds blow!
Transfer the torture he inflicts to his own agony.
Days darker than the midnight hour, forsooth I wish on thee...
Bring the howling storms! Clouds of calamity!
With these words, a hex on you...SO MOTE IT BE!!!!!

Unknown album (11/7/2019 5:37:39 PM)

The Curse (Doomsday Demo)

Come April  				c. 2020 by M. A. Manetz

V1
On these four gray walls I've painted her picture with my mind.
Holdin' her in my dreams the only comfort I can find.
One more lonely winter in this cold and lonely place.
The only thing that's kept me sane is the memory of her face.

Chorus
Come April, I'll make it better,
Come April, it'll be so fine.
Come April, I'll make it up to her,
Come April, she'll be mine.

V2
Six months in this prison, six months till I'm free,
Six months since her last letter, does she still care for me?
My brother came to see me, said she's movin' to L.A.,
I tell myself come April, I'll find a way to make her stay.

Chorus

Bridge
Am I a fool to think that she would ever wait for me?
I don't blame her for leavin', but yet I still believe...

Chorus

Come April

Having a bit of fun on my take on traditional blues.
Playing guitar, bass and harmonica. Hammond sound and drums played/created with midi keyboard through Studio One daw.

My friends they all say, I’ve got to pay my dues.
I’ll never be no guitar man , till I’ve played the blues
They say rock is fine and it can get you by
But you gotta dig deep inside for those words that make you cry
And then and only then, can you call your self a real blues man.
But these are Not Quite the Blues

Got me a pen and paper to write down what I’d say
Picked up my guitar and thought I’d play in the key of A
But I just drew a blank, and the words just wouldn’t come.
Maybe the mood just wasn’t right, so had me a shot of rum.
That was a big mistake,  now I can’t even play my guitar.
But these are Not Quite the Blues

I’m thinking maybe, I may of had it easy.
Nothing too troublesome, and nothing to drive me crazy
Life has been pretty good, really can’t complain.
So many have had it bad and can tell you all about the about pain.
Take a look around you and you’ll see you’ve had it pretty good.
But these are Not Quite the Blues

Got my rhythm down but I have no words to sing
Seems you got to pay the price, for the blues to be your thing
Lose your girl, lose you job and maybe even lose your mind.
Words will start to flow, when you’re down and out you’ll find
And then and only then, you start to sing the blues.
But these are Not Quite the Blues

Not Quite The Blues

Cold Waters

Written in the first few weeks of this hell...hoping it will be irrelevant soon! 
Now available on BandCamp if you want to give me a dollar? ;)

Pandemic!

Voice ,musical bow,miscellaneous percussion, poetry. An improvisation on the night of crickets to celebrate the beauty of nature.
Voix, arc musical, percussions diverses, poésie. Une improvisation dans la nuit des grillons pour célébrer la beauté de la nature.

Le Grillon Chamanique                               / The Shamanic Cricket
Qui es-tu ?                                                   /Who are you ?
Chanteur infatigable                                   /Tireless singer
Dans les plis de la Terre                             /In the folds of the Earth
Tu vibres de tes ailes fragiles                    /You vibrate with your fragile wings

Te mêlant au chant des étoiles                  /Mingling with the song of the stars
Tu rythmes les nuit chaudes                      /You beat the hot nights

Du crépuscule à l'aurore                            /From dusk to dawn
Comme des corbeilles de vagues              /Like baskets of waves
Qui ornent nos rêves                                  /Who adorn our dreams

Nos rêves d'Immensité                               /Our dreams of Immensity
Nos rêves d'Immensité                               /Our dreams of Immensity
Chanteur infatigable                                   /Tireless singer
Chant des étoiles                                        /Song of the stars
Nuits chaudes                                             /Hot nights
Corbeilles de vagues                                  /Wave baskets

Tu es le musicien                                        /You are the musician
De l'infini bleu                                             /Infinite blue

Le Grillon Chamanique / The Shamanic Cricket

Jennifer Washington - Vocals
Frank Bianco -  Gtrs, Bass, Keys, Production

Painting by Josie del Castillo
"My culture, my body, and my soul"

Skin

This Cinematic-style Celtic Fantasy is loosely based around an ancient Celtic gathering on Lindisfarne and had me researching the Common Brittonic language to get some interesting 'Foley' sounds.  It was spoken in Britain and Brittany and eventually developed into Old Welsh, Cumbric, Cornish, and Breton.  It also features my long suffering wife who over time has become a quasi- Foley artist and harmony part singer for me. 

The Metheglin of the title is the oil that makes the celebration happen and is a type of spiced mead, so basically fermented honey with spices added. It also obliquely connects to Lindisfarne mead and also the bees featured in 'By Castle Walls'.  

I wanted to get a sort of cinematic feel to be dropped into a Celtic Festival or feast day and I hoped the language and children's laughter would aid in the immersion. Finally in this project I get to do a fair bit of bouzouki playing which was a plus. 

So hopefully you will enjoy the feast .... "búwa slanos ac swos"

This track is now part of "The Pilgrims Way Project" exploring the history and natural world of Lindisfarne.

Project Playlist

soundcloud.com/mrbouzouki/sets/the-pilgrims-way-project

Project Website 

https://www.pilgrims-way.co.uk

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Instrumentation

A Taste of Metheglin features low and high whistles, harp, strings, violin, alto-flute, a choir backing and bouzouki. Percussion consists of bodhrán, clapping, various taps and knocks, shaker and even tapping on my acoustic guitar. 

Vocal FX is a combination of Brittonic vocalisations and a  backing line from the Soundiron 'Voices of Gaia' collection featuring the vocal talents of Linda Strawberry.

Some of the percussion sounds come from the excellent playable VST instrument set "Flying Hands Percussion" by HandHeld Sound

A sea waves sound FX and children laughing FX that are classed as Public Domain are used to add colour to the track from www.freesound.org

creativecommons.org/publicdomain/zero/1.0/

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Background

This track is a combination of VST-based instrumentation and real-playing of instruments  with additional clapping, tapping and knocking, all overlaid with original Foley sounds.

I wanted to try and get a well developed rhythmic feel and maybe the feel of circular dancing that hopefully comes out from the track.

A Taste Of Metheglin

Cassidy,  you are a breath of fresh air.  You did an amazing job!

https://soundcloud.com/cassidy-mull-241391895

My Wicked Brew!  Cassidy & Il Camaleonte

An incantation for this upcoming full moon...Let it be Blue!!

Hunter Moon

Behind The Mirror

No Factor

It! will return. It! will shed It!'s skin and It! will begin again. 

Thank you for listening. It!'s pretty horrible right now...

The Curse (Doomsday Demo)

It!

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