A solo piano piece spreading colors of an awakening mind, thoughtful, reflecting, echoing thoughts.

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Morning Shades

I’ve always aspired to the kind of song writing found on Kate and Anna McGarrigle’s debut album… I don’t think I get anywhere close, but here I was visualising ‘Harry Nilsson sings the McGarrigles’ as my inspiration…

weren’t we all supposed to find
a way out of here
and be in the clear
some day,
some way…?

weren’t we always meant to taste 
some bitter truth
become the living proof
somehow
some day?

we can 
sing this song from dusk till dawn
but you only know when it’s lost it’s gone ‘cos

you don’t know what the heart can feel
when everything you touch unreels…
you don’t know what the heart conceals
when to all the world it’s cut from steel…

Don’t know what you took me for
when you took me in
but you hooked me in
and reeled me
sealed me

couldn't see what you could make of me
with all this make believe
making me believe
there was something…
when there was nothing…

now that something’s hidden deep inside
in the deepest place a heart can hide… ‘cos

you don’t know what the heart can feel
when everything you touch unreels…
you don’t know what the heart conceals
when to all the world it’s cut from steel…

tried my best to make a new beginning 
but the wall’s so thin
and I keep looking in…
there’s no change,
it’s still strange…

time to stop all the taking stock,
turning back the clock,
make the ticking stop
but there’s no way
it’s just a new day

time to let the letting go
just overtake this whirl and flow ‘cos…

you don’t know what the heart can feel
when everything you touch unreels…
you don’t know what the heart conceals
when to all the world it’s cut from steel…

you don’t know what the heart can feel
when everything you touch unreels…
you don’t know what the heart conceals
when to all the world it’s cut from steel…

How A Heart Can Feel

Magic Park

Mood Modulator

A song for the pandemic, not so much an update of 'ring a ring a roses' but a nod to it, in a boozy, festive, end of days kind of way... 

Drunken Nero on fiddle.


WE ALL FALL DOWN

stop me if you’ve
heard this one 
before i hit the bar
It’s the one about the whole wide world
and how we’ve gone so far
we all fall down
Oohh
we all fall down
and the sound
Of buildings crashing
Falling to the ground
We all fall down
We turn around
and still we want for more...
we all fall down…
Ooohh
We all fall down


Sue me if you’ve
Seen this one
A hundred times or more
The setting is 
The end of days
with flashbacks from before
We all fell down
Ohhhh
We all fell down
And the sight
A million souls just
Giving up the night
We all fell down
Just like before
And still we hunt for more...
We all fall down
Oooh 
We all fall down

Shoot me if you
Know it all
and you’ve heard how this one ends
a simple tale
where all is lost
and no one makes amends
We all fall down
Ohhhh
We all fall down
In the wake
The ground just trembles
And begins to quake
We all fall down
And still we’re torn
and yet we punt for more...
We all fall down
Oooh 
We all fall down

All Fall Down

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Red Roses 
Red Roses
Don’t you heal me of my pain

Red Roses
Red Roses
I’m uprooted by the rain

I’ve loved and I’ve lost
But I haven’t found myself
Red Roses
Red Roses
I never kiss and tell

Mmm
Mmmmm
Mmmmm
 
A life for a life
Means a billion or two
I know that nothings the same
Without you

Fire and water
Never meant to mix
But somehow the two. Of us
We fit

Red Roses 
Red Roses
Don’t you heal me of my pain

Red Roses
Red Roses
I’m uprooted by the rain

I’ve loved and I’ve lost
But I haven’t found myself
Red Roses
Red Roses
I never kiss and tell

Mmm
Mmmmm
Mmmmm

The skulls we leave behind
There’s scars on all of us
That’s who survivors are
That’s how we save our hearts

And when it gets too much
It will be all of us
Together we belong
Now im all alone

Red Roses 
Red Roses
Don’t you heal me of my pain

Red Roses
Red Roses
I feel like I can’t love again 

I’ve loved and I’ve lost
But I haven’t found myself
Red Roses
Red Roses
I never kiss and tell

Mmm
Mmmmm
Mmmmm

Red Roses 
Red Roses
Don’t you heal me of my pain

Red Roses
Red Roses
Red Roses

Voice Memos

Red Roses(voice memo)

Red Roses (Acoustic Version)

Neuroactivity

Produced by: @mownofficial
Mastered by: Zeno Mainardi
Artwork by: Pacaya
Label by: @charybdis-records
Release Date: August 22, 2025

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𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐄 | Mown - Kabbalah [Charybdis]

Cosmic Breath (6)

“Every person must choose how much truth he can stand”, said Irvin Yalom, American writer and psychiatrist. “Self-awareness is a supreme gift, a treasure as precious as life. This is what makes us human. But it comes with a costly price: the wound of mortality.” Inspired by Yalom’s book ‘Staring at the sun’ British poet HanJan (@hanjan) wrote the poem Ripples.

I wrote music to these words and asked Texan vocalist Faerytale (@faerytale aka Lisa West) to sing them. Lisa never stops to amaze me. With her musical talent, and her warm and compassionate personality. For a reason she writes and sings personal songs for very sick people and people who lost a loved one, to give them a sense of peace and love in their most vulnerable moments.

RIPPLES
When we are dead
And nestled under the ground
Or scattered over favourite seas
And special places
The mountain will say nothing
The trees will not moan
And the river will be moving slowly
For someone else.
All that you know
All the thoughts you have owned
Will pass into nothing.
Only your vacated body
Will provide sacred compost
For those that inherit the earth.
And only those things you created
In the minds of your children,
In the people you touch,
In the art you leave behind,
Will show you have been here
And that you loved.

We are the stones that sink when flung into this still lake.
If we give our living plummeting momentum
Let velocity and passion hurl us forwards
Without restraint
It may be that our ripples will reach from bank to bank
To be felt by those we never touched: 
Through the blaze of our own comet tail light across their heaven.

Ripples

RIPPLES (feat. Faerytale & HanJan)

Songwriting - Anaté
Production - Delman
Mix - Simone Coen
Master - Giovanni "Meniak" Nebbia @Ithil World Mastering
Artwork - Max Guizzetti

Mood Modulator

Tom Ron