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For my Mom and the town I'm from
Oh I came from old east Boston - an Italian Neighborhood - Where i made the best of being a vagabond - Hand me downs were a plenty i think i wore them till i was twenty - Cause in my household you better get it before it's gone - Woke up high went to bed the same you know this lost soul stuck in the game while mom was pinching pennies i was robbing them - I thank the lord for her turning a blind cheek her life was oh so bleak yet I'm that kid who coveted all from them - Half my life in another town - but that Eastie Noise comes spinning round this old man's head all that he's become - and i still can hear my mother say my son my son its all ok cause i have seen the soul that you'll become
Oh i come from old east Boston where the noise was kept to a hush and whether you were were ten or forty you were seasoned and obedient  and your dad rushing down the street to spill his blood at your feet i aint got much but that's something to hold onto
Woke up high went to bed the same you know this lost soul stuck in the game while mom was pinching pennies i was robbing them - I thank the lord for her turning a blind cheek her life was oh so bleak yet I'm that kid who coveted all from them - Half my life in another town - but that Eastie Noise keeps spinning round this old man's head all that he's become - and i still can hear my mother say my son my son its all ok cause i have seen the soul that you'll become
Half my life in another town but that Eastie Noise keeps spinning round this old man's head cause that Eastie Noise is my Mom

Eastie Noise

Lyrics

You told me that you were in pain
You told me that you were lost
But I.....
I didn't want to listen
I didn't want to listen
Or understand the cost

You told me that I leaned too hard
You told me you needed space
But I....
I didn't want to listen
I didn't want to listen
And now you are far away

Can you please forgive me
I was lost and out on my own
Can you please forgive me
For you....
You are my soul

You told me that you were broken
You told me the loss was profound
But I...
I didn't want to listen
I didn't want to listen
But I'm listening now

Can you please forgive me
I felt lost and out on my own
Can you please forgive me
For you....
You are my soul

You are my soul

Lost

Still Crazy After All of These Years

Rambling boy by Tom Paxton.

Instruments and vocals by Peter and Brent Knowles.

Slide guitar by Hamilton Belk.

Rambling Boy (Featuring Hamilton Belk)

Lyrics~

Running in my mind out of this place
Never seem to get too far (x2)

Small world with a fast car 
Something might just raise the bar here 
Then again it's so far from home here 

Couldn't it be nice to get away 
At home 
And so they made the money made them honey payed em 
Funny place to try embrace the way the wild wind will wind you up 

Domesticated 
Sophisticated 
Ballisticated (x2)

Culturally cruel to those who shan't follow the rules you read from severed stampede drools of angry seers 

Mother there's a kernel in my journal 
Brother there's a rocket in my pocket 

Sister there's a reason to be treasoned (in your mind)
Sister there's a time and place (so be kind) follow your divine the pace alone but laced with ownership a see-through ship of jewels the hungry drools of failing fools 
And once they empty all their stools they return to their simple schools 

Time to learn 
The burning question posed suggestions free to be and to be free neglect and all it's misery a place to see assume the sea is filled with thee a running stream of glowing glee
An answer will require a key
To he who may desire to see 
Affinity is claimed (in me)
Divinity ashamed (of me)





Kained:Simple Schools

Folk song written, performed and produced by Sean Ferree

The Fool

Jezebel (Sade cover)

Music by Chad Lawson entitled "Paper Shadows" https://soundcloud.com/chad-lawson

Happy Asian American and Pacific Islander Heritage Month!

Kissing in Vietnamese
by Ocean Vuong https://poets.org/poem/kissing-vietnamese

My grandmother kisses
as if bombs are bursting in the backyard,
where mint and jasmine lace their perfumes
through the kitchen window,
as if somewhere, a body is falling apart
and flames are making their way back
through the intricacies of a young boy’s thigh,
as if to walk out the door, your torso
would dance from exit wounds.
When my grandmother kisses, there would be
no flashy smooching, no western music
of pursed lips, she kisses as if to breathe
you inside her, nose pressed to cheek
so that your scent is relearned
and your sweat pearls into drops of gold
inside her lungs, as if while she holds you
death also, is clutching your wrist.
My grandmother kisses as if history
never ended, as if somewhere
a body is still
falling apart.

Kissing in Vietnamese

This song sprung out of a practice session, with the lyrics, especially the first verse, just tumbling out.
It's another love song for my partner.  Can't seem to stop writing them, but that's how much she means to me.  Will be more worried if I stop writing them.  
Hope you enjoy it.

Rapid Rivers (Blazing Across My Mind)

Words/Music by Netta&McGill
Available on Spotify, YouTube, iTunes and other music streaming platforms

Thank you for stopping by and listening
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Where to go 
When you’ve been so many places?
Where to stay 
When everywhere is home

Who to greet 
With these all familiar faces?
Staying put
Even though you want to roam

Oh you will find it - Ooooooo
Surely you’ll find it - Ooooooo

What to pack 
With limited possessions?
What to drive
The key lost long ago

How to pinpoint 
Where are your dear obsessions?
Never lost 
Even though the signs won’t show

Oh, you will find it - Oooooo
Surely you’ll find it - Oooooo

What to fear 
When you were never harmed
Who to trust 
When deceit is yet unknown

Who to love
When already you are charmed
You will see
You won’t question, you will know

Oh, you will find it - Oooooo
Surely you’ll find it - Oooooo

You Will Find It

A little tune - Words&Music by Netta&McGill
Available on Spotify, YouTube, iTunes and other music streaming platforms
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Hey, my friend
Have a thing to say
To tell you
Been around and learning you

I don't think you know how much you do
Evening comes, you promise light anew

Hey, my friend
Looking out for me
My brother
Surely true, I've needed you

I don't think you know how much you do
Evening comes, you promise light anew

I don't think you know how much you do
Evening comes, you promise light anew

Evening comes, you promise light anew

Light Anew

if ya don't know where you gonna go
how you gonna ever place it

if ya don't ride with the moonlight
how will you know that the time has arrived

so rise
and shine

if you don't know how to unload
how ya ever gonna take off

if you're undone check into the sun
maybe you'll make your way up

so rise
and shine

how do ya know
if you don't know
how do you grow
if you don't show
what do ya say
what are you for
under the sun
everything's wonderful

so rise

if you don't wait you won't be late
take a little time to contemplate

let it go 'n see where it all shakes out
'til you really know what it's all about

so rise
'n shine

rise

When I look into your eyes I can see a love restrained
But darlin' when I hold you Don't you know I feel the same?
Nothin' lasts forever And we both know hearts can change
And it's hard to hold a candle In the cold November rain

We've been through this such a long long time Just tryin' to kill the pain, ooh yeah
Love is always coming, love is always going No one's really sure who's lettin' go today Walking away
If we could take the time to lay it on the line I could rest my head just knowin' that you were mine All mine

So if you want to love me then darlin' don't refrain
Or I'll just end up walkin' in the cold November rain
Do you need some time on your own?
Do you need some time all alone?
Ooh, everybody needs some time on their own
Ooh, don't you know you need some time all alone

I know it's hard to keep an open heart
When even friends seem out to harm you
But if you could heal a broken heart
Wouldn't time be out to charm you? Oh, oh, oh

And when your fears subside And shadows still remain, oh yeah
I know that you can love me when there's no one left to blame
So never mind the darkness, we still can find a way
'Cause nothin' lasts forever, even cold November rain

November Rain

Instrumental composition, guitar, bass by Garddwr Porffor: https://soundcloud.com/garddwrporffor
Vocals, Vocal Composition, Lyrics: Nadia Selvaggi

The Order of Things by Garddwr Porffor & Nadia Selvaggi

down by the waterside we could smell the sea air and all the life
to be around

like the wind blows

down by the water's edge we could hear the sound of migration
and feel the change of the season

Michael Weber's Album

the wind ii

hey there mother
I can hear you
though I'm far, far away

hey big sister
now I miss ya
wasn't supposed to go this way

the river
gives and takes
like my father
I was born to live

under water
you get closer
to the beginning

you can only do 
what you do

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fPDyMlxVP5Y

the river

Poésie du rêve et de la sensualité sur la musique de Damga.
Texte et voix La Gazelle

Attache-Moi par Damga / La Gazelle

Playing can evoke an emotive experience, fingering immersed & infused with surrounding scents & sounds that bring our spirits up and out, sometimes coalescing into words ...

Uke in Your Hands, Language of the Stars

A uke is easier on your hands,
Strings that bend within your plans.
Service is a work of the soul,
A return to what keeps us whole.

But service is not an attribute, of any one religion,
Not any more than holiness is.
Many who serve life, don’t do it formally, yet all are a blessing.

We should pay attention to the commonplace,
Need that’s staring us in the face.
We can let others show us who we are.
So we’ll stop looking near and far.

We can share present time together, allowing it to glitter,
Share its secret gems,
The sweet madness of things when they convene to mend.

In following the notes to the valley where stars dwell,
Maybe this time we’ll listen ….

Color’s a form of storytelling,
Green for growth outside our dwellings.
Sky pushes up with gray,
Blue breaks through the day.

Sentences like stones, can build cathedrals.
And with a voice like a song, you can hear a rising prayer,
Speaking the language of the stars.

Uke In Your Hands, Language Of The Stars

This is a song I wrote in 1989, as a gift for a girl-friend on the occasion of a rendezvous we had arranged ten years earlier, well in advance, and perhaps imagining that it would be difficult, after all that time (at a young age ten years seems like an infinite time), to still have meaning in each other's lives. In reality, those two never lost sight of each other.
I produced several versions of the song and obviously don't like any of them anymore today. So I asked @pianofran permission to whisper and to recite the words (I can no longer sing very good) using a beautiful piano composition of hers as the basis (https://soundcloud.com/pianofran/doxology). This is the result. Thank you very much, Francess!

Cover photo from Michele Ansani: Centrale Montemartini, Roma.

Original lyrics here: https://mikeansani.blogspot.com/2022/10/1979.html
English (very, very rough) translation

at the first stop she told him 'I am almost home,
greet me with a hug a little caress
take care of yourself and don't forget to look at the world
see you again when you're thirty
see you again in ten years'

after a long stop the train threw her into the darkness
Of a desert station a pale refuge
she coloured her hair, lifted her head and let herself be carried
by the night that took her without giving time to breathe
He looked around a bit, had nothing more to do
had no particular certainties to conquer
but the journey was still long
and at every town the sky became clearer
Occident was lowering
and his head brushed by the sun
slowly fell asleep

'in ten years' time you will have two grown-up children and a big house
a room just for the books and a little of nostalgia
of men by the sea, of women walking in the middle of the road without ever looking around
and when I'll come looking for you
don't offer me rose gardens
or iced drinks'

but presentiments are only false temptations
are dangerous mists at the border crossings
are like pinwheels of secrets,
are images of the evening
are like white horses that wander aimlessly
are the shadow of a restless face

no he will not have his hands tied but two big wings
boxes full of candies and special cigar cases
His voice will be even louder
His silences always full of words
the promises he will have kept
the stakes of every bet he will not have lost

she will hide instead in her ten yellow jumpers
and wear them proudly in spite of the passing years
she will chase ghosts, will try variations on the theme of destiny
will have hair of two colours
and burnt skin of an intense marine flavour

and on the day of the rendezvous in a city by the sea
they will have no thoughts or particular certainties to conquer
will look around, look for something to tell each other
then they will laugh hard
And once again
they will believe to resemble each other

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Lyrics by Michele Ansani (1989); music by Francess Harris (2024)
Posted on SoundCloud: 2024, July 24.

Il giorno dell'appuntamento (Day of the rendezvous) [Michele Ansani & PianoFran] **

Vocals and lyrics by the wonderful Nadia Selvaggi https://soundcloud.com/nadiaselvaggi
The rest by me

Evergreen

Ye sons of the dawn
all clad in proper clothes
Ye are the brightest and the best of us,
or so we're told

Morning trumpets blow
for the chosen in the know,
and graven images carved in stone

English evergreen
dominates the canopy
Please don't swallow me
Evergreen

Creeping over men and walls
Binding, choking all,
when night falls

Burying the past
and the future you forecast
Brotherhood of Death,
and of Skull and Bone
clinging steadfast

English evergreen
dominates the canopy
Please don't swallow me
Evergreen

Evergreen (with Nadia -synth mix)

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