Related tracks: Ash Grove (feat. Layna)

Music and lyrics: Jose Miguel Millán
Vocals, backing vocals and vocal production: Delhya
For more DelhyA please check: on.soundcloud.com/cZwUB
Guitar: Neno J.
For more Neno J please check : on.soundcloud.com/YvYZi

CHORUS
You put 
You put me on a pedestal
And how 
How hard 
How hard was the fall 

VERSE 1
You saw me when 
I had the view 
lost in the 
infinite 
And when you tried 
Tried to take me 
take me back 
was a feat 
Infinite, couldn’t hear, I kept lost on the stars. 

VERSE 2
Trying to get back 
what I never had 
lost my self 
desert land 
I try to cling 
Cling to your voice
But the wind 
dissolved it
But the wind
Dissolved it into a 
thousand notes. 

VERSE 3
Look at that bird 
Flying away 
With fast flap 
flapping wings
You should watch twice 
Twice and hard 
To believe
It was me
It was me, must watch hard
Flapping wings
Flying away. 

ENDING
Never look in to the dreamer’s eye
Never look , but, but you do.

How Hard Was The Fall (with DelhyA and Neno J)

The Pièces froides are two sets of piano pieces composed in March 1897 by Erik Satie. Unpublished until 1912 when Ravel played them publicly, they marked Satie's break from the mystical-religious music of his Rosicrucian and Gymnopodies period (1891–95), and were a harbinger of his humoristic piano suites of the 1910s. 

The title Pièces froides, translated as Cold Rooms or Cold Cuts, is a punning allusion to the dire poverty Satie experienced during his last years living in Montmartre. In July 1896, he had been forced to move into an unheated ground floor closet (he called it a "cupboard”. The space was so small that Satie's camp bed all but blocked the door shut, and on frigid nights he kept warm by sleeping fully dressed with the rest of his clothing piled on top of him.

This the second of the two cold pieces: Danses de travers (Crooked Dances)
1. En y regardant à deux fois (Give it a good look)
2. Passer (Go on)
3. Encore (Again)

Here i've arranged the original solo piano for 2 classical guitars, 12-string, celeste, woodwinds & strings.

cover art: Le Repas Frugal by Picasso

Erik Satie, Pièces Froides

Live Reflexion#013

The Live Rcording :
https://youtu.be/Y6oj_z7ZBT8
https://chrisjunos.bandcamp.com/album/greek-drama

Nightmare - Εφιάλτης

Drifting To Sleep

Clip sur YT ! vas voir....
clip on Youtube ! go see....

Freedom By Special Cecilia & Zitou Itou

Words&Music by Netta&McGill
Available on Spotify, YouTube, iTunes and other music streaming platforms
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Hello, my dear, step in through the door
Come over right here, so I can tell you once more
I would like to tell you in a letter of love
Hand it over to you, there's no one above

I might be repeating, you know how it is
But you're so endearing, that I just can't dismiss
I could tell you each day, in a letter of love
I surely would say, there's no one above

I might be repeating, you know how it is
But you're so endearing, that I just can't dismiss
I could tell you each day, in a letter of love
I surely would say, there's no one above

I'll tell you every day, in my letter of love
Cause there's only you
It's only love

Letter Of Love

Hello everyone, 
a while ago I came across Layna's page here on Soundcloud. I was amazed by her beautiful voice. I am very happy that she agreed to my request for a collaboration. So we re-recorded the traditional "Ash Grove", which she had sung before. I gave the piece an orchestral arrangement that includes the typical Celtic instruments. In addition, there was a new intro and outro.

I am incredibly happy that I was able to work with such a wonderful singer. Thank you very much, Layna!

You can also find Layna's wonderful singing here:

On Soundcloud:

https://on.soundcloud.com/oPco4


On YouTube:

https://youtube.com/@laynamothersings?si=fEF8FD4e1ycDQMml

Ash Grove (feat. Layna)

Well,FMOB if it's not a brand new song! It may not be the best choon ever,but at least it smells fresher for now! 

Hard times have befallen you 
I see what you have done
Your reputation follows you
You shit on everyone

You led me on a merry dance
I fell too hard,too fast
I didn't stand the slightest chance
Was never gonna last

Correct me if I'm wrong,if you dare
I've known this all along
I'm trying hard to care

You set me up to take a fall
You never blinked an eye
You led me on,you took it all
Left me wondering why

Hard times have befallen you 
I see what you have done
Your reputation follows you
You shit on everyone

Tryin' Hard to Care

The first cold winds of Autumn arrived last evening and with them a time of reflection. If Spring is the season of "Hello", surely Autumn is the season of "Goodbye".  The farewells can be bittersweet, whether to a fragrant garden or fragrant friendship, but the bitter lasts only a moment but the sweet remains in our remembering.
A special thank you to Debbie for gracing my efforts with her playing--she makes all things beautiful:) Hear more of her lovely music @debra_buesking.

Bittersweet Goodbye (Debra Buesking; Piano, David; Godin Guitar)

Lyrics and music: Michele Ansani (1998).
Inspired by a Robert Musil's short story ("The Perfecting of a Love", 1911).
Cover photo is from Pietro Corrao.

Like some others I have already posted, this is a song from the late 1990s, recorded then with a Korg D8. I remixed the surviving file, working on volume and equalisation after separating the tracks, and adding some stuff. 

LYRICS (ENG / ITA)

nervously looked at the stranger
at that moment his beard lit up for a moment
she guessed there solidity, naturalness
and everything reconnected, she was there...

It flashed in her mind that already other times
The thing had begun in the same way, it was so...
And at the thought for an instant a voluptuous horror touched her
A voluptuous abulic horror
as before a sin yet unnamed

she wondered if he could have noticed
that she was looking at him
and her body filled with a slight sensuality
she seemed to be swimming in darkness before him
dissolved and impalpable like pale foam

so they travelled close
and little by little crept back into her thoughts
that restlessness
she tried to tell herself
that it was only the disturbance
of that sudden solitary journey
among strangers
soon afterwards instead she believed
that it was the wind that enveloped her
in a rigid frost

there was suddenly
a light high and clear on her past
as on an indescribable landscape of mysterious order
was a strange sense of the future
as if everything
that seemed long past
still lived on

furtively she sought the stranger
at that moment his hand for a moment
caressed her
she sensed in it a natural solidity
and everything reconnected
they were there ...

and thought of days
strangely distinct
from all the others
open before them
like a fugue of remote rooms
and joined with a hasty laugh
to the conversation

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nervosamente guardò lo sconosciuto
in quel momento la sua barba per un attimo s’illuminò
v’indovinò solidità naturalezza
ed ogni cosa si ricollegò, lei era lì…

le balenò in mente che già altre volte
la cosa nello stesso modo incominciò, era così...
ed al pensiero per un istante la sfiorò
un orrore voluttuoso abulico
come davanti a un peccato ancora senza nome

si chiese se potesse essersi accorto
che lei lo guardava
e il suo corpo si colmò di una leggera sensualità
le sembrava di nuotare nelle tenebre davanti a lui
dissolta e impalpabile come pallida schiuma

così viaggiarono vicini
e poco a poco ritornò ad insinuarsi nei suoi pensieri
quell’inquietudine
cercò di dirsi
che era solo il turbamento
di quell'improvviso viaggio solitario
fra gente estranea
subito dopo invece poi credeva
che fosse il vento che l’avvolgeva
in un gelo rigido

vi fu improvvisamente
una luce alta e chiara sul suo passato
come su un paesaggio indescrivibile dall’ordine misterioso
era uno strano senso di futuro
come se tutto ciò
che pareva da lungo tempo passato
vivesse ancora

furtivamente cercò lo sconosciuto
in quel momento la sua mano per un attimo
l’accarezzò
v’indovinò solidità naturalezza
ed ogni cosa si ricollegò
erano lì ...

e pensavano a giorni
stranamente distinti
da tutti gli altri
aperti davanti a loro
come una fuga di stanze remote
e si unirono con un riso precipitoso
alla conversazione

La Conversazione *

When I was in infant school my class was a ragbag bunch of scruffy working class urchins, self included.  National health glasses held together with band aids, hand-me-down clothes, bruises, jam sandwiches.  There was a kid in that class who was very quiet, often absent.  Good at reading.  Good at running.  Kept himself to himself.  Sat at the back, never made eye contact.  Never put his hand up.

Turns out he was very deaf and spending a lot of time in hospital with operations of various sorts.

When he was seven he was given a hearing aid - huge thing the size of a transistor radio that sat in his shirt pocket.  The story I heard was that when he first went home with it his mam took him for a walk down a country lane to try it out.  He was very upset that it was obviously broken - all sorts of odd scratching and buzzing noises.

They eventually realised that he was hearing insects for the first time.  

Imagine that.

Often wonder what became of him.
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Huge thanks to my two friends here: Paco for inspiring and driving this project with his wonderful music, and Oddrun for lifting my simple lyrical efforts to another level entirely.
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A Good Boy

A symphony of crushing silence 
Played his timpani of weathered clay
Under lowered eyes that cried defiance
He’d softly make his quiet way
A guiding star that burned with life, but ever failed to shine
Kept his distance, from afar, no avatar to hide behind
He’s a good boy, so they say, in their condescending, pitied way.

Inputs built of aural mud are clinically desensitised
Muffled whispers trundle under cobbled skies of grizzled grey
Dreams and aspirations that never could be realised
He’d tightly close his eyes and lightly kneel to pray
Social cripple loner ‘neath a joker’s plastic smiles
Silent rippled mannequin, cartoon audio spastic child
He’s a good boy, so they say, in their well meaning, hurtful way.

Flip the switch and hear the light
Bear witness to the revelation
A trip to day-sound from his silent night
Demolishing all his expectations
Sweet blushing kiss of angels’ eyes
One of them has turned the volume dial
To flush his muted domicile
And hear the crickets singing on the chamomile

So cast the light fine, on the deafened child’s mind
And let the sound shine as the clearest of days
A new world’s flight is leaving dark behind
Clarity rebound leads the way
Breathe the noise, of those blissful waves
Touch the sense as darkness fades
He’s a good boy,…..he’s a good boy…..

So swing the arc’s beam, bless the lonesome soul
Illumination wakes the inner self
Warmth of seemliness melts the cold
Communication taken off the shelf
Breathe the noise, of those blissful waves
Touch the sense as darkness fades
He’s a good boy,…..he’s a good boy …. He’s a good boy now.

A Good Boy:  MidiSound, Oddrun Eikli, 1234567890

Image created by me.
https://www.deviantart.com/leehon/art/After-Years-Of-Predictability-1080894154

Ignored Worries

Here’s my latest song written at my real acoustic piano. 

Thank you so much to my lovely Sander for mastering. 
@wane-of-summer 😊💕🎶❤️🎼🎵🎹🎤❤️

You’ve stolen my heart
Killed all my doubts
And now I’m falling
Head over heels

And now I’m wondering 
If you’ll be my partner in crime

You’ve robbed my soul
Set me aflame 
And now I’m burning
Just for you

Oh sentence me
Oh sentence me

PARTNER IN CRIME (acoustic piano)

An astronomer named Ted.
Was eating pizza alone in bed. 
He was obsessed with trying to find intelligent aliens
And he was tired of waiting for the interstellar phone to ring
And he was looking for a shortcut to the next big thing

As the pizza sauce ran down his chin
He flashed a great big messy grin
As it occurred to him that even aliens might enjoy human comfort food
And he was tired of waiting for the interstellar phone to ring
And he was looking for a shortcut to the next big thing

Like a sneaky dog who knows he’s being bad
He crept into the astronomy lab
And he placed a recording into the transmitter
Cause he was tired of waiting for the interstellar phone to ring
And he was looking for a shortcut to the next big thing

He set the signal to repeat again and again
Abd then he pushed the button that was labeled send
And message blasted out into the heavens
And then he went home and he climbed into to his bed
And this is what his message said

Come to our planet you really need to try. 
We’re begging you please you need to stop by.
We’ve got the best cheeseburgers in the milky way
So come on down and have one today
And if you’re still hungry we’ve got hot apple pie
You need to put this on your bucket list as something to eat before you die
So why don’t you beam yourself down and give it a try

In the morning he woke up to a shaking bed
And when he looked out his window the sky was red
From the fiery thrusters on the bottom of a flying saucer ship
And Ted realized that he was looking at the next big thing
There’d be no more waiting for the interstellar phone to ring

The flying saucer landed and strange aliens came out 
And a purple one with tentacles started to shout
He was pointing at what appeared to be his stomach
He said bring us some cheeseburgers and slices of apple pie
And it better taste good or your entire planet will die

But they enjoyed their food and asked for more
And then they left to fight a war
Against another planet that didn’t have any cheeseburgers.
And this is how first contact with aliens was made
And Ted was honored with a very big parade

And every single day more and more ships came 
And the reaction to the food was always the same.
Satisfied aliens of all shapes and sizes
And the earth became known as the cheeseburger planet.
And Ted married a sexy green alien named Janet.

Come to our planet you really need to try. 
We’re begging you please you need to stop by.
We’ve got the best cheeseburgers in the milky way
So come on down and have one today
And if you’re still hungry we’ve got hot apple pie
You need to put this on your bucket list as something to eat before you die
So why don’t you beam yourself down and give it a try

Cheeseburger Planet

A song that was recorded October 2023 that was just sitting in the list of unreleased songs.
I listened and thought this would work as a duet. Noobly agreed so I put it out there to an ex 90s chart star, Soundclouders and artist I know of  but with no success as the vocalists were either to busy with there own projects or some didn’t even reply with a nice no. 
I always ask Nat usually but thought for a change it might be good to work with a different vocalist as I feel I have asked a lot of her recently and didn’t wanna take the piss and for her to feel  obliged.
How wrong was I  because I spoke to Nat and she loved the track .
Her vocals on this are incredible. I’m not exaggerating when I say I was blown away by her delivery.
There is another track on our clouds called Divine Intervention with Nat  in the same style which created a little noise outside of Soundcloud among publishers a few years ago but never really got the credit it deserves. Check it out if you like a duet ballad.
We have asked Nat to do another with us so I want to thank her for the time, commitment, enthusiasm and most of all her amazing vocal range. She is a lovely person with a passion for her talent.
She is such a professional and throws herself into the moment of the song making it special. 
So as before she will always be my first choice again. 

This is a simple young love story under the stars in a tiny festival tent.

Stitch Your Name 

V1
She said words can be beautiful but love is action 
So stop talking now and show me that attraction 
So I poured another glass of wine
I said tonight is the night then we combine
My God your so cheesy but being with you just makes easy 

Chorus 
If it’s on let’s think it 
If it’s on let’s want  it 
If it’s on let’s do it 
The tapestry of natures, embroidery
Stitch your name into my heart
The first letter is always athe start 


V2 
I take that as compliment not treat  it with contempt 
Underneath the stars in a field in  this tiny festival tent 
Listening to the echoes of the weekends  event 
Will stay with us forever and be  always meant 
And I don’t think I’ve ever this felt so content 

Chorus to finish

Stitch Your Name ~ Conscience Of Kings With Nat Daniels

Music & Lyrics: Jan Schonander

EYES WIDE OPEN

The leaves are changing
There’s a chill in the air
So many people
Walking the same path

I hope they know
I hope they see

I chose a different road
I chose a different way
And now my eyes are open
My eyes are wide open

I’m on another hill
I watch as they pass me by
They seem to know
They have their destination

I hope they know
I hope they see

I chose a different road
I chose a different way
And now my eyes are open
My eyes are wide open

Such a wondrous time
So many colors
So many lives

All joined together
Some left behind
There’ll be another day
Another day

I chose a different road
I chose a different way
And now my eyes are open
My eyes are wide open

Eyes Wide Open

Music/Arrangement/Production/Vocals/Lyrics. Achazia. 

(Little tweak on it. I think bass was a little loud)

Special info: The audio file in the beginning is sounds from Neptune. NASA's Voyager 2 recorded electromagnetic emissions from its magnetosphere. These signals, when converted into sound, produce eerie, otherworldly noises, often described as haunting or ethereal.

Lyrics: Verse 1
I feel nothing.
I am standing alone, watching the dusk turn to dawn. Alone...

There was something—
I could have sworn I saw you there in the distance, alone...

So here I am...

(piano)

Chorus
Where you are now; are you underneath the skies?
Are you lost within misty shadows, holding back, or afraid to rise?

Verse 2
This strange silence keeps me awake;
All I see around me is a hollow, empty space.
My thoughts go deep, but they reach no one.
I feel the loss inside me, ever since you were gone.

Chorus
I wonder where you are now; are you underneath the skies?
Are you lost within misty shadows, holding back, or afraid to rise?

Verse 3
There was a moment.
I went back in time, traveled far in my dreams, with you.

But there was nothing.
You're fading away as time goes by, after all these years, I miss you.

(Solo: Choirs and guitars)

Chorus
I wonder where you are now; are you underneath the skies?
Lost within misty shadows, holding back, or afraid to rise?

(for some reason I cannot replace the file tonight. Stil work in progress)

I feel nothing

This is a Sentimental Ballad of Love and Loss

All These Tears To Fall

This is the first version of the jim manser track the human condition
[you can hear the other version on my Jim Manser soundcloud page
Notes
I recorded three different versions of this track and thought rather than remix it for this page i would put on the first version i wrote and recorded i hope you enjoy it

Psychedelic world presents [THE HUMAN CONDITION ]expanded and alternative version

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Related tracks: Ash Grove (feat. Layna)

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