Love the main synth melody. This gives that cool and intriguing 80's style vibe. I love the production as well. 

Great stuff!  Added to my Oct 21 Freak Radio playlist

October 2021 Freak Radio playlist

Wake up I have never been
So broken, smitten
My heart has a warmth inside not cold

Wave flags from the barriers
Sawn off shotgun
Shall I surrender now or go?
A single shot should go and end it all

I'm drenched in cowardice
Chickenshit, spineless
The finger up my asshole says it all

Play with normality
A forgone formality
A late eighties casualty on the fall
If I had a super power, one that's all

Wake up I do nothing else but fall
I'm broken

If I Had a Super Power

Jesus Christ I'm sick of this life
Each day the same
But multiplied - I'm sick of this lie
And know that I'm to blame

Had my chance, formed my stance
Felt a tingle in my pants
Oh that girl I should have kissed
But I crapped out and got pissed
And I still have regret
That I've not relinquished yet
And never will

Blinkered sight but I'm sick of this life
And all I stand for
I nearly cried cuz I'm sick of this lie
I should walk out the door

There's this deep chill, I'm frozen still
The worry is making me feel ill
I should have asked, or made a pass
But scared I'd end up on my ass
And yeah I still have regret
That I've not relinquished yet
And never will

Jesus Christ I'm sick of this life

Sick of this Life

Of Course, "Mama Cass's" song " Dream a Little Dream of Me," was the inspiration for Lynda's re-write and Adriano's  Classical Guitar Arrangement. I, personally, always felt that Cass's "La, di , da" riffs of counter melodies were quite possibly "her" musical ideas for "her" guitarist, that never came to light. so I requested Adriano put those in there! Just a hunch; RIP MS Eliot, We only mean to enhance your "Dream"  "my dear! We mean to NOT 'steal" them!
"Dream", based on Cass's Dream a Little Dream of Me.

Say nighty night and... kiss me,
Just hold me tight and... tell me you miss me,
When I'm alone, as blue as can be...
Will you, "Dream a Little Dream of Me ?"

Sweet dreams 'til sunbeams find you,
Sweet dreams and leave your worries behind you;
But in your dreams, whatever they be,
Will you " Dream a Little Dream of Me ?"

Stars fading, but I linger on, dear,
Still craving your kiss,
I'm longing, to linger 'til dawn , dear,
Just saying this: 

 Stars shining bright above you,
Night breezes seem to whisper , "I love you."
Birds singing in the Sycamore Tree,
Will you " Dream a Little Dream " of me ?

  (Adriano started "rockin' a bit here; good one Adriano!)
Oh, dear Adriano goes back to the pretty stuff her; 
(Lynda had a crying spell over those five chords he added!)

Stars fading, but I linger on, dear,
Still craving your kiss,
I'm longing, to linger 'til dawn , dear,
Just saying this: 
Sweet dreams 'til sunbeams find you,
Sweet dreams and leave your worries behind you;
But in your dreams, whatever they be,
Will you " Dream a Little Dream of Me ?"

One of Adriano's famous beloved EXITS , here!
God how I hate to hear him fade out !

Arrangement Only Copyrighted 2021 by Adriano Fontana.
Lyrics distorted by LyndaFaye  a Donation to the beautiful Mama Cass Elliot! Though we wouldn't mind meeting in court all of those composers and their constituents Problem will be, WHICH court ?

THANKS  for Listening , regardless! 
We just hope Cass is listening.

LyndaFaye

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"Dream" LyndaFaye's Memorial to the Beautiful Cass Elliot, Arranged by Adriano Fontana

So many times I lose myself in the quicksand of my thoughts
Drawing in my sketchbook solutions to the chaos when the lights are off

I go higher 
The waves are taking me further, 
What doesn't hurt you makes you wiser
Revenge is for the weakest
(And narrow minded)
 I don't engage in ignorance
When systems are shutting down, the motion picture starts from the beginning...

When we were both sinking,
Our most intimate visions turned into something different
Vanishing in the unknown

Burning candles for the dead
Silver cross above the bed
Rituals of those who can't
Imagine life without an end.

I'm not tired
The waves are taking me further, 
What doesn't hurt you makes you wiser
Breathe in, wait until midnight
To write about a dream.

When we were both dying,
Our most terrible moments turned into something beautiful
Vanishing in the unknown

I go higher
The waves are taking me further...

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So I wrote a track about laundry. Why laundry? Well, it seemed that laundry became a theme in my life. I had a huge pile of it after I came back from vacation and guess what... my washing machine broke down. When I started working on this track, I always listened back to it while I was hanging my laundry, so I decided to give it a laundry theme. 
I imagined a huge apartment building with hundreds of balconies. On every balcony there is a woman, hanging laundry. We focus on one of them. The rays of the sun are warming her face, as she introspectively stares down at the street and the people passing by, thinking about her life. Wondering how others go about their lives. Meanwhile, the clothes she and her family were wearing, that may have gathered dirt during earlier situations, are now clean. Fresh wind is blowing through them. When they are dry, they are ready to be worn in new situations.

Recorded in A=432Hz
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The song is recorded and mixed with Fruity Loops.

Fabula Rasa

Sunrise

Public

Artist With No Name

Artist With No Name - electronic version

Planet Freedom

Composer: Jacques Hotteterre: 1674-1763. 
From: Deuxiéme Suite De Pieces, Op. 6 {1717} Les heureux moments.
For Alto Recorders Duo. 
Enjoy!

AI generated Artwork! 

Trés tendrement (Deuxiéme Suite de Pieces: Les heureux moments)

1 track of acoustic guitar and a doubled midi track of the same...

This is probably the last of a bunch of tracks I recorded a few weeks ago in an afternoon...

Image done with AI

Clepsydra

"Tears" Subway-Remix https://soundcloud.com/velvetsomethingsuperdark/tears
Featuring an improvisation by SnowOmen: Glasswork - Improvisation for water, four hands, eight glasses and one table (excerpt): https://soundcloud.com/snow_omen/glasswork-nr-2
Music VSS & SnowOmen; Remix VSS; Lyrics VSS; Field Recordings VSS: On the escalators/ In the shower; Image VSS: Kottbusser Tor Subway-Station, Berlin

There are these mornings
I open my eyes 
just to cry

There are these moments
right before dawn
when I die

There are the days
all I can say is
let it rain

There are the nights
I pray to sleep
not to wake
not again

But then there's you
there's only you
who makes me feel

Yes there is you
there's only you
makes me wonder

An I'm not
going under...

Morning

Feelings

In a way or by some means that is not known or not stated:
It won't be easy, but we'll get across the river somehow.
I'm not sure how, but somehow or other we'll raise the money.
​for a reason that is not clear:
I know what we're doing is legal, but somehow it doesn't feel right.
News of the pay cuts had somehow leaked out.
A small dog had somehow managed to survive the fire.
She's managed somehow to procure his phone number.
Although her name is Clare, her little sister called her Lali, and somehow the name stuck.
Money has been extremely tight, but we’ve managed somehow.
He felt that everything was somehow connected.
He saw that the intellectual side of him could not be wrong, somehow he must baptize it.
One could point to facets of the system and to the ideal of public service broadcasting, but somehow the whole defied adequate description.
The pages turn, but somehow it never seems to get going.
Vanished now are the untroubled meadows of spring, and the landscape acquires a realism that is somehow a little harsh.
An architecture without rhetoric is evidently an architecture that does not set out to persuade, yet somehow convinces.
The only concern is somehow to ensure nice convergence.
We can see that gerund constructions only gained frequency in those areas where they somehow came in useful.
Is not everything on this planet somehow influenced by humans?
They already know something of this from the words and meanings somehow retained in the letters and words in books you can read. 
The screen window may somehow constrain wider semantic construction of the text, and foster more literal attention to the wording.
Dreaming consists of a transparently meaningful and organized perceptual world, not of random noise that the brain struggles to make sense of somehow.
However, in 54% of the threatening events the dream self was reported to react somehow to the threatening event.
There were, however, many areas that were regularly raided and somehow survived.
None of this proves it to be somehow unfair if nobody rules at all or if social order is maintained without resorting to governance.
inputs in (51a, b) must somehow yield the corresponding outputs.































SOME REVIEWS FROM 
Yankel Muromachi 
ヤンケル室町 
Янкель Муромати
of the "The Eniwetok Symphony Orchestra"

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"As usual, The Somehows make a great sound that’s musically compelling, navigated by very listenable vocals. Even though the genres change from song to song there’s an underlying coherence provided by a distinct sound."
on Some Of That Days
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"Great soaring melody. Excellent vocal performance makes this a catchy tuneful experience"
on If You Only Were Here
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"Laidback, pensive mood"
on See You Again
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"What a terrific racket! This what happens when combining the DNA of Mark E. Smith & John Lydon."
on Postmodern Nightmare
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"Pounds along like an HGV with no brakes, beyond all appealls & negotiaton. Nice guitar work"
on Never Ever Give Up
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"Heavy as depleted uranium, wildman screams into the wilderness. Is the Last Train a metaphor? Big noise done with style & vigour."
on Escape Plan
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"Tones of PIL"
on It Ain't Easy

Prolific musician, author, photographer and oddity.  With influences ranging from the lofi pop of Guided by Voices, the gothic melodrama of Nick Cave, the glam of Bowie and the nakedness of Iggy Pop - this is Marc Freak.  Former frontman of Freak Circus and Dead Joe.  An experiment in DIY and lofi.  The odd bum note here, the even odder bum note there.  But with art do we care?

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