STRANGE DARK NIGHT [LIVE] COPYRIGHT 2022:  SCRT RECORDS

NEW MIX.


More songs at www.korima.net

Cast of players:
SuZanne: David Copperfield
The Candies: James Steerforth, Markham, Grainger & Mrs Crupps.


Lofty Castle
A lofty castle of my own
Like Crusoe pulls up the ladder to be alone
Steerforth, he is our guiding star
Inns of molten blue; that’s our repertoire
“Fill full your cups”

I hear the squawk of corkscrew sound
Long before it’s needed for the next maroon round
I’ve laughed at my own jokes all night
How town sharpens an appetite

Trickling trust divine
“Crackling fever” free
“Unaccustomed wine”
What deceiver it could be

“Vast truths that mortals seldom” found

I heard someone fall down the stairs
False reports the tumbler was in fact truly yours
Perhaps there’s foundation after all
I’m on my back on the passage floor

Trickling trust divine
“Crackling fever” free
“Unaccustomed wine”
What deceiver it could be

“But still we held as time flew by”

Who’s that smoking right by the fireplace? It was me!
Who’s that leaning out of the window? It was me!
Contemplate one self in the mirror? That was me too!

Trickling trust divine
“Crackling fever” free
“Unaccustomed wine”
What deceiver it could be

“Drink to me only with your eyes”

Lofty Castle

We know, what we know, until we know more. We see what we see, until we see more. Life a cycle of continual growth and learning of understanding.

Wisdom Calls

I've always quite liked the short version (https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/coffee-break), using it several times especially on FB to accompany a series of good-luck pictures when the new year arrived, and I was sorry that it only lasted 45 seconds. So I worked a bit on this update in these last weeks; to get the same sounds as the short track I also took out of the coffin the old Yamaha PSR 630 (born in 1997 but still in fair health), being especially interested in playing and hearing that awful piano sound again - but strings and woodwinds are no joke either!
With that set of chords it only took a few variations to have significant atmo changes that would justify a new piece; now that it is long enough, I commit it to the ether and oblivion.

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Composed by Michele Ansani (2015-2024).
Posted on SoundCloud: 2023, July 30.

Coffee Break (extended version) *

Hands, So beautiful, We can do so much good with our hands, reaching out to other person as a sign of Peace and love, to play an Instrument, to paint a picture or just to hold someone else's hand when they need someone. But we can also do so much harm with our hands, we can hit, break, hold a gun to kill someone wave a fist in Anger. My hands are used to Love and play my Guitar. What are your hands used for ? 

Written, Performed . Produced by Johnny Mc Farlane

These Hands

This one was written and arranged in under 24 hours. I am at my happiest when i hit a flow state, but also burned my brain with excess screentime.
It's about the inevitable journey of loss and grief, and then acceptance, peace and the return of the life urge.

After She's Gone

Mixed and Mastered by Woods Studio
https://soundcloud.com/woods_studio
Artis: https://soundcloud.com/spukschreibmaschine

Salty Sea - Spukschreibmaschine

Here's a track inspired by the sound of Fred again.

The vocals are from a sample pack.

Cover art created with https://www.canva.com/

RiZLiX - Gazing

Ils trouvaient que le monde n'était pas assez fou comme ça : alors pour faire bon poids ils ont choisi... Trump!!! Ben moi, quant les Musk et les réseaux sont au pouvoir, face à la déconne générale, je dis  : "déconnexion"! (manière pacifique et un tantinet désespérée, j'en conviens, de faire "sécession")

déconnexion

Mountain Trail

Light me up, librarian lover… and "Read Me Harder" EPX19 📚💨
Side A x9 = Gypsy HopFi Fusion BURLESQUE Edition
Side B x10 = Psychedelic Americana BLUES Edition

I was listening to my "S.S. is for Sacred Sp3rm" EP when I saw yet another one of those daily terrifying #breakingnews social media posts, listing #books recently #banned from the (remaining) U.S. Public Schools and Libraries #circa2025 
1. The Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood
2. Brave New World, by Aldous Huxley
3. Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury
4. 1984 by George Orwell
5. To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee
6. The perks of being a wallflower, by Stephen Chbovsky
7. The Bluest Eye by Toni Morrison 
8. Sold by Patricia McCormick
9. Maus by Art Spiegelman
10. An African and Latinx History of the United States by Paul Ortiz

So then, I had to write a "B.B. is for BANNED BOOKS" song, to honor my favorite authors on this list, because WOW... HOW freaking SCARY of an #americanhorror #truestory IS THAT?! 

☆☆☆
@bananasutra lyrics:

[Intro]
They banned the truth for being rude…
But baby, rude is how we bloom.
So light me up, librarian lover…
and read me harder.
B.B. is for Banned Books,
and Badass Brains.

[Verse 1 – Harper Lee & Art Spiegelman]
Harper told me, “Mock me, kill me,” still I sing,
Truth’s a mockingbird with wings.
Art drew the pain, a mouse in flame,
He said, “Remember, never tame.”
You can ban my ink, but not my roar,
I’ll scratch your walls, and write some more.

[Chorus]
They banned the books but not the beat,
Banned the thought but not the heat,
Banned the love but not the street.
So read me, baby, read me sweet!
If thinking’s sin, I’ll take the blame,
Desire and truth are one and same.

[Verse 2 – Aldous Huxley & Margaret Atwood]
Aldous whispered, “Take your soma, stay asleep,”
But sugar, freedom don’t come cheap.
Atwood smirked, “Blessed be the fruit,”
Then laced her boots and staged a coup.
Pop your soma, hush your fear,
But holy lust still lights us clear.

[Bridge – George Orwell & Ray Bradbury]
Big Brother’s watching, Ray lit the spark,
Said, “Burn the dark, not those who mark.”
Orwell winked through smoke and steam,
“Truth’s a thoughtcrime, love’s the dream.”
You can’t delete what won’t forget,
We’re the match they can’t reset.

[Final Chorus]
They banned the books but not the beat,
Banned the thought but not the heat,
Banned the love but not the street.
So read me, baby, read me sweet!
Truth’s taboo, but damn, it’s neat,
Come turn the page with me.

[Outro]
For Harper Lee, Art Spiegelman, Aldous Huxley, Margaret Atwood,
George Orwell, and Ray Bradbury,
for every mind they tried to muzzle.
We see you.
We feel you.
And we’ll keep reading you harder. 


Side B [01] READ ME HARDER (BB for Banned Books) - SHOWsutra Banjo Booya Country Folk BLUES

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Samhain
The púca
Of all the ghosts and fairies abroad on Halloween, the púca (or pooka) was the most feared and October 31st was known as Púca Night in parts of Ireland. The púca, meaning 'goblin', can be malevolent or benevolent and is not solely associated with Halloween. It's a mythological fairy and the ultimate shapeshifter, capable of appearing in a variety of forms but most commonly as a dark horse or part dog.

Spring Solstice


Winter Solstice 
The Winter Solstice is an astronomical phenomenon that marks the shortest day and the longest night of the year. In the Northern Hemisphere, the Winter Solstice occurs on 21 or 22 December, when the sun shines directly over the tropic of Capricorn. At sunrise on the shortest day of the year, for 17 minutes, direct sunlight can enter the Newgrange monument, not through the doorway, but through the specially contrived small opening above the entrance known as the ‘roof box’, to illuminate the Chamber.

Samhain
The púca
Of all the ghosts and fairies abroad on Halloween, the púca (or pooka) was the most feared and October 31st was known as Púca Night in parts of Ireland. The púca, meaning 'goblin', can be malevolent or benevolent and is not solely associated with Halloween. It's a mythological fairy and the ultimate shapeshifter, capable of appearing in a variety of forms but most commonly as a dark horse or part dog.

October 

Night migration of birds.

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September

Barn swallows bury themselves in mud in lakes



August

Barn owls and birds of prey on the move
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July

Watching bats emerge at dusk.

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June

walking in meadows




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May
The Dawn Chorus:  Ireland 5 am.
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April
First swallow of the year
Welcome, welcome
From out of mud in lakes
Were you resting there?



March

Unveils like a first thought
A whisper



February

"Nothing stands out yet", you said
As you looked over your shoulder
Broad and rounded, square and hunched
I thought I heard you say, "We are water
And over time we solidify"

Concept Art by SuZanne Ledwith
Photography by something&knot Productions 
Graphic Design by Simon

January
Snow white egret
among fields of greenandbrown
Are you lost in its vastness?
Bubulcus ibis.

DE-cem- ber
Silver EEL migration 
down river to the sea
on a moonless night

through
an obstcale 
of nets
Cutting blades
pollution
And 
Par -a -sites
White egret



December
Mild to touch, not yet winter
snow drop dropping still
daffodil 

November, can I surrender to your dying
Are you truly dying or surrendering



Is it not enough to be ALIVE, autumn 
As birds migrate thousands of miles, autumn
Of an inner stirring and outward knowing

Is BE-ING
to Our Mind
bor -ing

As summer turns, it turns
To autumn, autumn
The slugs and worms live at the root; 
The slugs eat the juice of carrot
Is it good for their EyEs too...?

I buried a 'th' in the soil
With vowels and nettles
And I, this eyE, aye, oh
This What...?
This sometimes
Known thing
Doesn't kNOW oh oh

Winter take, take these
Sor rows, lay them
Deep ee eep
To become worms
for the birds to eat


ever ever
Denied to

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Concept Art by SuZanne Ledwith
Photography by something&knot Productions 
Graphic design by Simon