a nice mix of styles......has an electro dub feel to it with a nice splash of celestial synth melodies!

Красочный полет звуков порождает удивительную гармонию - это про трек.

Beautiful, Super Groovy Elec-Retro Goodness. Totally Enchanting. Lovely Work!

My Beautiful Place

A 9/8 beat with dire tones, Due or Die is an existential motivational speech; the head coach portends the fate of the team. Just before the end of a game, the story unfolds in due time. To get what one is due, or die in the act of attempting to attain or obtain what was originally thought to be rightfully theirs (perceived or otherwise), is the message in toto. It is the protagonist of the story who is listening most intensely and intently to the coach, but unfortunately does not make the big momentous play and fails the attempt in a calamitous fashion.

LYRICS:
Heave-ho
Leave room
Don't show
Bare bone

Unrest, for a success
Rewind, laxing all night
No show, time is slow
Trials end, overflow

Facing up and down, around
What's in it to lose
Racing side to side, how bout
We won't rise to you

Last play
Honours made
Take it to a task
Soaking, awry,
Due or Die

Heave-ho
Leave room
Don't show
Bare bone

Tire-pulling hurricane
Painful fight for glory
Create need to profess
Shove off upon ground

Tracing back and fourth, reward
Fend off rivalry
Making haste against a foe
Iron undertow

Last play
Honours made
Take it to a task
Soaking, alive,
Due or Die

Due or Die

*COMING SOON: Not My Neighborhood, Extended Rant Mix!
The Rant: Cono Corvino & Nadia 
Instrumental & Mix by Garddwr Porffor: 
https://soundcloud.com/garddwrporffor
Sax by Nigel Manning of The Windscale Blues Experiment: 
https://soundcloud.com/windscaleblues
Lyrics, Vocals, Production by Nadia Selvaggi
'Two Boys Smoking' (1975) by Photographer Peter Bellamy:
https://pswbportaiture.blogspot.com/
http://www.peterbellamyphoto.com/
More on Peter Bellamy: 
https://medium.com/@Brownstoner/in-1970s-brooklyn-when-horses-roamed-gowanus-and-kids-played-stickball-photos-a3bbe85c0246
New York Street Noise by Pixabay

Not My Neighborhood
by Nadia Selvaggi

This, this, this is not my neighborhood!
Where is Williamsburg, Brooklyn --
my crime-ridden, filthy, spray-painted 'hood?

Where is Eastern District High School?
Where is that old school cool?
Where is all the red brick?
Where are all the addicts itchin' for a fix?

I don't know this place at all
I don't smell my Grandma's moth or meat balls
Corporate greed, thy will be done,
as it is in Manhattan and the City of London

Mr. Global's mercenaries killed our low rent, 
our culture, and our authenticity
Damn the L train gentrifiers!
Damn the cold glass and bitter steal!

Bamonte's, Fortunato Brothers, Nunzio and Sons,
survived New York's perpetual reinvention
Tell me craft beer drinking, Hipster trust fund --
where is my 11211?

Not My Neighborhood by Garddwr Porffor & Nadia Selvaggi (w The Windscale Blues Experiment)

De nos jours, chacun d'entre nous accomplit des choses bien plus spectaculaires et plus complexes que par le passé. Savoir  imaginer, motiver, coordonner, sont pour beaucoup d'entre nous des objectifs.
Mais au présent, il faut reconnaître, que chacun « travaille » pour soi, et que hélas, les États se substituent aux volontés collectives et, l’individualisme est devenu roi. Chacun paie sa redevance dans tous les domaines et considère ainsi, avoir sa part de bonheur, sa part de liberté ....
Nous déléguons de ce fait, toutes les taches de la vie collective, et même trop souvent de la vie domestique, perdant ainsi la capacité d'avoir un semblant d'autonomie, et devenant dépendant de l'argent …. nous empilons les chèques, avec l'espoir d'une certaine tranquillité de vivre. Est-ce vraiment une bonne chose ? 
Je vous laisse méditer sur ces quelques lignes ....

Maintenant pour parler, de ce qui nous intéresse musicalement ici, vous pouvez écouter de cette nouvelle collaboration, avec notre ami David, qui donne avec sa guitare, tout son sens à cette logique harmonique conçue en égard à cette voix si belle et particulière de Clara Sorace.

Merci David d'avoir usé de ton temps pour cette excellente collaboration ….

Vous pouvez découvrir, ou le redécouvrir ici: @david-dunhamuser589535203
Participation virtuelle, au chant Clara Sorace: https://clarasorace.com/

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These days, each and every one of us achieves far more spectacular and complex things than in the past. Knowing how to imagine, motivate and coordinate is a goal for many of us.
But in the present, we have to recognize that everyone is "working" for himself, and that, alas, states are replacing collective wills, and individualism has become king. Everyone pays his or her dues in all areas, and thus considers that they have their share of happiness, their semblance of freedom ....
As a result, we delegate all the tasks of collective life, and all too often even domestic life, thus losing the ability to have any semblance of autonomy, and becoming dependent on money .... we pile up cheques, in the hope of a certain peace of living. Is this really a good thing? 
I'll leave you to meditate after reading these few lines ....

Now to talk about what interests us musically here, you can listen to this new collaboration, with our friend David, who gives with his guitar, all its meaning to this harmonic logic conceived in consideration of Clara Sorace's so beautiful and particular voice.

Thank you David for responding positively to my request, and for giving up your time for this excellent collaboration ....

You can discover or rediscover it here: @david-dunhamuser589535203
Virtual participation, singing Clara Sorace: https://clarasorace.com/

Shadow Or Light .... With David Dunham & Clara Sorace

Lyrics by Tony Harris
Vocals, Music & Mix by Glen Granthem
Poem that inspired Glen is listed below.

WOKE UP THIS MORNIN'	
THE SNOW WAS FALLIN'	
ICE WAS ON THE WINDOW	
CHILL FACTOR WAS TEN BELOW 	
	
I HAVE NOWHERE TO GO	
WHY WORRY ABOUT THE SNOW	
HAD A GOOD NIGHT'S REST	
I KNOW I'VE BEEN BLESSED 	
	
(CHORUS)	
AS I LOOK AT THE SNOW ON THE LAWN	
ANOTHER YEAR HAS COME AND GONE	
WE ALL HAVE SOME UPS AND DOWNS	
AS THE WORLD GOES ROUND 	
	
I HAVE A ROOF OVER MY HEAD	
AND A WARM COZY BED	
SHOES ON MY FEET	
AND PLENTY TO EAT	
	
LIFE IS VERY SHORT, MY FRIEND	
WE NEED TO ENJOY IT TO THE END	
GIVE SOMEONE A HELPIN' HAND	
YOU WILL BE BLESSED, IN THE END 	
	
(REPEAT CHORUS)	
	
2024 ©Lyrics by Tony Harris

Ups and Downs - Collab by Tony and Glenny G's One Man Band - Original

You Just can't be calling me conceited 
When I'm just like you while I'm getting drunk high and weeded
Beat it, your false premonitions are defeated
Were breeded by the unknowing mind and you repeat it
This whole damn lifes been betrayal finding bail
Trying to keep myself from overnight in jail
Dulls pale in comparison with my facts of life
And my constant knack to fail want the details?

Want the Details?
Want the Details?

Ill treated since the first day of being made to pay
Being made to lie and cheat and scheme everyday
So I pray no talking shit my way no saying shit my way
Cause I'll have nothing left to say
Ill snap make a neck crack and a vein pop
Never gonna stop Arch Nemesis of a Cop
The cream of the crop who cannot rise to the top
I need an elevator or maybe a motivator

People Hater of the first, second, and third kind
Walking blind, lagging losing steps, falling behind
Rewind, peace of mind no such kind
Letter saying I'm gone was already sealed and signed
Left behind was my will to force and grind
Against a force that's way off course and really not my kind
So ill have no peace and I wont beg please
And I wont drop down in disparity begging on my knees
I remain bold Rather freeze in the cold
Force myself to age prematurely so I die when I'm old
And just fold so I'll die quicker
Life's a habit I had to kick her i downed the liquor
Or is this booze I'm feelin sicker its coming quicker
I see a shining light I see a shining flicker
Dead off the guilt of thinking that's its my fault
This ain't fucking booze it's a bottle of Lysol!

Follow me down follow me way down
Follow me down follow me way down
Follow me down follow me way down
Down into the fucking rabbit hole asshole

Details

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If I Was (WIP)

As we at CollabHaven Records work towards a new exciting project, this freestyle has come as manner of finding the delivery of a new and evolving set of lyrics.

Though the final version of this thought will be much more full, I do hope you enjoy this early sketch of the concept!

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