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Tunes 15

Parlarti d'amor di Flavio Pozzaglio Compositore Autore

Non è un sogno ma sei tu
la mia musica stasera
dolce come una poesia 
stiamo insieme se lo vuoi
Vorrei andar via
vorrei vivere domani
per cercare insieme a te
di giocare con la vita
lascia che sia
vero amore da domani
lascia la malinconia
tra le lacrime di ieri
donna sei qui e accarezzi i miei pensieri
non mi chiedere di più
ti darò amore se lo vuoi

Vivere senza malinconia 
la luna questa notte mi parla di te
non sarai una dolce avventura
ballare insieme a te e parlarti d'amor

Passa il tempo insieme a te 
ma il ricordo non scolora
tutto è ancora amore mio 
come lo lasciammo allora
resta così tra le pagine ingiallite
quella foto dove tu salutavi con la mano
lascia che sia in un volo di gabbiani
qe in questo tempo che va via
noi per sempre innamorati

Vivere senza malinconia 
la luna questa notte mi parla di te
non sarai una dolce avventura
ballare insieme a te e parlarti d'amor

Vivere senza malinconia 
la luna questa notte mi parla di te
non sarai una dolce avventura
ballare insieme a te e parlarti  …. d'amor.
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Talking to you of love - Text and Music by Flavio Pozzaglio

It's not a dream but it's you
my music tonight
sweet as a poem
we'll be together if you want
I would like to go away
I would like to live tomorrow
to search with you
to play with life
let it be
true love from tomorrow
leave the melancholy
between the tears of yesterday
woman you are here and caress my thoughts
don't ask me for more
I'll give you love if you want it

Live without melancholy
the moon this night talks to me about you
you won't be a sweet adventure
dance with you and talk to you about love

Spend time with you
but the memory does not fade
everything is still my love
as we left him then
thus remains among the yellowed pages
that photo where you waved goodbye
let it be in a flight of seagulls
qe in this time that goes away
we forever in love

Live without melancholy
the moon this night talks to me about you
you won't be a sweet adventure
dance with you and talk to you about love

Live without melancholy
the moon this night talks to me about you
you won't be a sweet adventure
dance with you and talk to you…. of love.

Parlarti d'amor

PSYCHALOVIC SONIC ENERGETIC INDIE ROCK - MEETS CLASSIC

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Words And Music By René Methner, Recorded and Produced by Para Lia, Mix By Para Lia With Thommy Hein, Mastered By Thommy Hein In The Thommy Hein Tonstudios Berlin.
Cover Artwork By: Georgia Moschogianni @tzo-moschogianni
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'IN CLASH WITH THE ZEITGEIST' - The New Album - 25.08.2023
PSYCHALOVIC SONIC SONGS FOR LOVERS AND SURVIVORS
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good evening mr. perry, i hear you sing the blues
you are a bit down today, but don't forget
we always have been fools
like david versus goliath, we are limited but cool
we’re just an indie rock band
always on the loose
no record contract and no budget,
no plastic music to get fooled
killed by the radio drabness,
we were reborn in our multicolored shoes
our currency is passion, our brand is a distorted chord
we are not dealing with the mainstream
being authentic - this is what we are
don't let you down
and get off the ground
life is an opera
behind the curtain we all are stars
good evening mr perry, we understand the rules
we‘re just a niche product between all the glossy brochures
of the music industry
we won’t change our attitude
we’re just an indie rock band
always on the loose

Mr Perry

Gotham Golem Rebirth

This tune was released by Mariah Carey in 1993. Performed by me on my Yamaha PSR-SX900 arranger keyboard. 

Can you "Name That Tune"? I have a website that contains my complete collection of tunes with their titles revealed at: https://www.harveytwyman.com

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Name That Tune #471 by Mariah Carey

Introduction in English:

A good thirty years ago I had a partner who had strict Catholic parents. She had four brothers who married in the strict Catholic spirit during the time we were together. 
I loved the free, unbridled, wild dancing at that time. But at those weddings, any passion was contained in a rigid religious call-and-dance ceremonial.   
My "salvation" was Bosza, a Croatian woman overflowing with warmth, cordiality and impetuous liveliness. She was the wife of my then partner's uncle, who himself had fled to Berlin decades ago from the all-suppressing Catholic morality.
And with Bosza I danced half the night away at the weddings. Most people hated us for it. But we were passionate soul mates.
After I separated from my former partner, I lost sight of Bosza for the last ten years. 
Until I received a year ago over a brother of my ex-partner by WhatsApp the message that Bosza had died with not even seventy years. 
When I received this news, I had to cry spontaneously. And out of this sadness, but also out of gratitude for the great living time together at the otherwise dead weddings, this tribute to this wonderful woman was created. A woman who burned from both ends of the candle, and like most who do, do not grow very old.

Lyrics (for those, who don`t speak German)

Bosza

Shaved grass
Orgies of order in excess

Everything symmetrical
The cleanliness fetish

The compulsive cult replaces pleasure and fun

I come there to such a festival
Where they leave farts in gold seals

On the dance floors brooms
Heart-decored straw creatures

The atmosphere is arctic chilled

There you just jumped in brazenly
Loud, exuberant and soft

Created a little warmth niche
In this enchanted ice princess realm

Oh Bosza, Oh Bosza, Oh Bosza
You Know!

Fish grette leftovers at the cat table
On my lap a spoiled quiche

The life in bottles
With permanent stop tabs

The children are domesticated

The meeting train on a railway track
On which is written "Untraceable travelled"

No door handles
The eye salute empty

A glass bell lies on the sea of people

Through you came healing cracks
The gowns mutated into a dress
Stock fishes began to wag
The mood of forbiddance deflated

Ooh Bosza, Ooh Bosza, Ooh Bosza
You know!

Deutscher Originaltext:

Bosza

Kahlgeschorenes Gras
Ordnungsorgien im Übermaß

Alles symmetrisch
Der Sauberkeitsfetisch

Der Zwangskult ersetzt Lust und Spaß

Komme dort auf so ein Fest
Auf dem man Fürze in Goldplomben lässt

Auf den Tanzflächen Besen
Herzentkernte Stroh-Wesen

Die Atmosphäre ist arktisch gekühlt

Da bist Du einfach dreist reingesprungen
laut, überbordend und weich

Schufst eine kleine Wärmenische
In diesem verwunschenen Eisprinzessinnen-Reich

Oh Bosza, Oh Bosza, Oh Bosza
You Know!

Fischgreten-Reste am Katzentisch
Auf meinem Schoß ne' verdorbene Quiche

Das Leben in Flaschen
Mit Dauerstop-Laschen

Die Kinder sind domestiziert

Der Begegnungszug auf einem Gleis
Auf dem steht „Unauffindbar verreist“

Keine Türklinken
Der Augengruß leer

Eine Glasglocke liegt auf dem Menschenmeer

Durch Dich kamen heilsame Risse
Die Talare mutierten zum Kleid
Stockfische begannen zu wedeln
Die Stimmung von Verboten entbleit

Ooh Bosza, Ooh Bosza, Ooh Bosza
You know!

Bosza

Boza

In the quiet silence, cicadas suddenly chirp. Its cries penetrate the rocks, and silence returns to the area.
Click here for the YouTube video
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What stillness! / The voices of the cicadas / Penetrate the rocks.
 Reginald Horace Blyth
Ah, tranquility! / Penetrating the very rock, / a cicada's voice.
Helen Craig Mccullough

HAIKU The Quietness Of Jee And Cicadas Matuo Basyou(268)

Daybreak

Embark on a mesmerizing sonic voyage with "Celestial Serenade: A Flight of Dreams," a transcendent composition that effortlessly blends the realms of jazz and classical music. As a nomadic multi-instrumentalist and composer, I've woven a tapestry of sound that captures the essence of dreamy wanderlust and propels you into a soaring, weightless flight through the cosmos.

Guitars take center stage, their melodic tendrils intertwining with the pulsating thump of the beat, creating a rhythmic foundation that's impossible to resist. Intense synths sweep in like solar winds, adding an otherworldly dimension to the sonic landscape, while complex harmonies weave an intricate cosmic web that ignites a sense of bewilderment and wonder.

In the heart of this sonic odyssey, a breathtaking guitar solo emerges, painting vivid arcs of euphoria across the starlit canvas. The guitar's plaintive cries evoke the emotional hunger of a traveler yearning for the unknown, yet simultaneously celebrating the journey itself.

As you journey deeper into the composition, guitar accompaniments play like constellations, guiding you through a realm where the boundaries of jazz and classical music dissolve, and a distinct sci-fi ambiance takes hold. The interplay between the instruments invokes a sense of paranoia, a lurking mystery that adds an exhilarating edge to the ethereal soundscape.

"Celestial Serenade" is not just a song; it's a sonic exploration of the universe within and beyond. It invites you to bask in its dreamy expanses, embrace the thrill of flight, and revel in the complexity of harmonies that mirror the boundless complexity of the cosmos. Let the music carry you on a journey where euphoria meets hunger, and where wonder and paranoia dance in an exquisite, harmonious ballet.

Celestial Serenade: A Flight of Dreams

This is a song that originated with Steve of Steve's Planet. He came up with a really cool guitar instrumental and the vocals, which he is very passionately singing, while travelling through the primordial forests of Central Europe and shared it with all of us. I added the bass and the electric piano. Tez (Llanpsych) added the really cool guitar parts that sound like orchestral violins. Ken (K2 and the Three, and K2 and the Four) added the perfectly complimentary rolling drums. Stephen (TexMex Shaman) added the awesome, trippy sitar and pulled the whole thing together as an expert producer and mixer. Tez also mastered it. Hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we did making it.

Bird in the Blue Sky  - (Eclectic Collective)

Lourry Legarde painting 

The main theme of the song is the seek of peace. So it gives some room to soft vocals choirs . But he second part of the song might surprise you .

Trouver La Paix (Finding peace)

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Lead Vocal
Gary Reeves: Drums / Backing Vocals
Hans-Michael Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement & Production

Having been born in the 1950s and then being a child and teenager of the potentially optimistic 1960s it has been monumentally depressing to see the outbreak of hostilities in Europe. The fall of the Berlin Wall and ensuing disintegration of the Soviet Union certainly gave rise to the now mistaken assumption that the Cold War really was coming to an end.  Perhaps we didn’t focus as closely as we should on the bigger picture... 

It probably hasn’t escaped your attention that to a large extent, the world would appear to be on something of a downward curve. The rich get richer, the poor and powerless are simply ground into the dust, merely collateral damage to an insatiable hunger for power.  I could write an extensive list of exactly where this is happening alongside those I believe to be responsible and do not for a moment doubt that you, dear reader, could do the same.  But why say what others have more eloquently said already?  Only a complete and utter fool would even try. 

Not so long ago, I was playing a few of my favourite Beatles’ tunes and as these things have a habit of doing, a melody somehow manifested itself out of nowhere.  Before long, I found myself singing the words "Not Back in the USSR", which seemed to fit rather nicely.  Until that point, I'd had no intention of writing a song about the war in Ukraine at all.  Nonetheless, that is precisely what I did. 

Of course, I blame Hans & Gal for taking my inoffensive little protest song and turning it into the Heavy Rock anthem presented to you here. Honest guv’nor, it's nothing to do with me.  
With love to you all, 
Terry Reeves

A dictator from the Soviet Union 
Head way back in the USSR
Groomed by Kremlin to be cold
Can’t believe how unlucky you are

War a crime, without a question 
Killing people never has a right
Prefer dictatorship to democracy 
A single thought, one single swipe 

Is there a chance to find a way?
Is this the end of yesterday?
Why can’t the Russian people stand up and have their say?

Not back in the USSR
You don’t know how lucky you are…..boy

No battle will ever stop a tyrant
Increasing lies to a single mind
One way to remove a madman 
Persuade blind not to follow the blind

Thousands of missiles kill the living 
Destruction of a joined up past 
No corridor exit to help survival 
Reduce Ukrainians so very fast

Is there a chance to find a way?
Is this the end of yesterday? 
Why can’t the Russian people stand up and have their say?

Not back in the USSR
You don’t know how lucky you are……..girl

Kremlin closing every single door
No friendships for one hundred years or more

No winning a war of destruction 
Your isolation will eventually find
History remembers unlawful killers
A true reflection of dictator's mind

Destroying chance to understand 
Killing life with no second thought
The Kremlin must face investigation 
A vast creation of lies to all, in short
 
Is there a chance to find a way?
Is this the end of yesterday? 
Why can’t the Russian people stand up and have their say?

Not back in the USSR
You don’t know how lucky you are
Not back in the USSR
You don’t know how lucky you are...

NOT BACK IN THE USSR - CRPPLE CLUB

leave the familiar...just immerse yourself in the new, unknown area...and just let yourself be surprised

Exuberant Energy

In Japan, there's a cultural tradition dating back to the Edo period that discussing ghost stories can bring a sense of coolness as a way to counter the summer heat. Consequently, during the summer, tales of ghosts and haunted houses remain a symbolic aspect. This summer is expected to be exceedingly hot worldwide, and Tokyo is no exception, enduring its share of heat. As you may know, this song respectfully includes a slight nod to Michael Jackson's 'Thriller' in its arrangement. The guitar solo was contributed by SeaShea, an Australian musician I've been collaborating with frequently. 
Setting aside whether this song can endure the heat, please stay healthy and enjoy your time without succumbing to the heat.

Composition and Sampling collage by Synline
Guitar Solo by SeaShea on.soundcloud.com/CnDF4
Photo by Nick Magwood

Featured on the my new album 'Chrome Logue' https://on.soundcloud.com/ATDQp

Ghost House (ft.SeaShea)

AC Sourse - Collapse (Original Mix)

Recalling some tequila, love words and more with them in that Ibiza bar, I wondered: “What if Pink Floyd met the spirit of Camarón de la Isla… in my bedroom?” I used lots of guitars, basses, etc. on a 12/8 beat, to enclose 3/4, 6/4 & 8/8 rhythms along.
> Pic: ruined well at hometown countryside

Letra / Translated Lyrics: EL POZO DE TU AMOR  /  THE WELL OF YOUR LOVE

Fui a abrir el grifo, estaba sediento,  /  I turned on the tap, I was thirsty,
fui a abrir el grifo de tu amor.  /  I turned on the tap of your love.
Fui a abrir el grifo, necesitaba hacerlo,  /  I turned on the tap, I needed to do it,
fui a abrir el grifo de tu amor.  /  I turned on the tap of your love.
Necesitaba un trago de tu amor,  /  I needed a drink of your love,
necesitaba el grifo de tu amor.  /  I needed the trap of your love.

Fui a bajar al pozo, me estaba muriendo,  /  I was going into the well, I was dying,
fui a bajar al pozo de tu amor.  /  I was going into the well of your love.
Fui a bajar al pozo, y me caí dentro,  /  I was going into the well, and fell inside,
fui a bajar al pozo de tu amor.  /  I was going into the well of your love.
Necesitaba un trago de tu amor,  /  I needed a drink of your love,
necesitaba el pozo de tu amor.  /  I needed the well of your love.

Por bajar al pozo, yo me caí dentro  /  Because of going into the well, I fell inside
y no quiero que nadie llore por mis lamentos  /  and I don’t want anybody to cry for my laments

Caí… por ti.  /  I fell … for you.
Caí… caí… caí por ti.  /  I fell … fell … fell for you.
Caí… a tu pozo, caí por ti.  /  I fell … into your well, fell for you.
Caí… caí… caí… caí a tu pozo por ti.  /  I fell … fell … fell … fell into your well for you.
Caí.  /  I fell.

Me he caído al pozo, y ahora que estoy dentro  /  I have fallen into the well, and now I’m inside
veo que se ha secado nuestro amor.  /  I see our love has dried up.
Vine a beber al pozo, pero el pozo está seco,  /  I came to drink at the well, but the well is dry,
veo que se ha secado nuestro amor.  /  I see our love has dried up.
Necesitaba un trago de tu amor,  /  I needed a drink of your love,
necesitaba el pozo de tu amor.  /  I needed the well of your love.

ER30HC9 ©1995 ®2015

Grab it !!

El pozo de tu amor (Caí por ti)

Jazz Blues Guitar In Dm Take 2

An original composition written and performed by Jim Parry

Mothers Day (Written and performed by Jim Parry)

Jim Parry plays guitar over a backing track by others.

Jazz Funk Fusion B Minor 10 - 03 - 19

Entropy

TAW017

Forever (Original Mix)

Mix with different tracks from both Ucrage and Sigfus. This is an alternative version, which also where used at an exhibition with my artwork September 2020 In Copenhagen.

Sequences of dust [mix: alt. version]

I was interested in music in my early youth... so I soon got my first synthesizer and set up a small home recording studio.
over the years i played keyboards in 5 bands...the direction was rock...pop...blues and soul.
in the meantime i have discovered my enthusiasm for creating my own songs.
it makes me happy when I can compose...arrange...mix...produce and create something new.
it's like a passion to experiment with different styles of music... and it gives me a lot of joy.
the only limit is your imagination...
is my motto.
and everything is possible...you just have to try.

music is pure magic...and part of the soul...
no one can escape her
let the music guide your mind...and that's the only way you'll get the freedom...you've always wanted

Exuberant Energy

𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐚