Fuel for Dance: Composed, arranged, performed and produced by Evandro B. Lira aka Vintage Mutation.

The aforementioned composition evokes "the duty of the Human Being to express Life with intensity", that is, "to commit oneself with heart and soul to everything one decides to do". Vivid expression is the "fuel" that drives movement and art of existence (dance).

Fuel for Dance

Ghost

Ghost (Unofficial)

La Javanaise (Serge Gainsbourg)
Album "Comme un boomerang", 1963
Reprise de la version Live

J'avoue j'en ai bavé pas vous
Mon amour
Avant d'avoir eu vent de vous
Mon amour
Ne vous déplaise
En dansant la Javanaise
Nous nous aimions
Le temps d'une
Chanson
À votre avis qu'avons-nous vu
De l'amour?
De vous à moi vous m'avez eu
Mon amour
Ne vous déplaise
En dansant la Javanaise
Nous nous aimions
Le temps d'une
Chanson
Hélas avril en vain me voue
À l'amour
J'avais envie de voir en vous
Cet amour
Ne vous déplaise
En dansant la Javanaise
Nous nous aimions
Le temps d'une
Chanson
La vie ne vaut d'être vécue
Sans amour
Mais c'est vous qui l'avez voulu
Mon amour
Ne vous déplaise
En dansant la Javanaise
Nous nous aimions
Le temps d'une
Chanson

La Javanaise

In Lofty Heights



PUSH YOUR CHILD TOWARDS THE STAR
CHANCES ARE IT GETS BIZARRE
THE HOLLYWOOD CONVEYOR BELT ABATTOIR
LEAVES UGLY WOUNDS AND GAPING SCARS
>
CHILD ABUSE IN DISNEYLAND
CHILD ABUSE IN TINSEL TOWN
YOUTHFUL FLESH IN HIGH DEMAND
CASTING COUCH GOES HAND-IN-HAND
>
HOLLYWOOD WALK OF SHAME
WELL-OILED MACHINE SHIFTS THE BLAME
NINE TENTHS BELOW THE SURFACE, IT AIN’T NO DREAM
TO THIS DAY NO THOUGHTS OF EVER COMING CLEAN
>
YOU PROTECT YOUR WEALTH
BUT NOT THE CHILD
DESTROYING MENTAL HEALTH
DESTROYING SENSE OF SELF
YOU ROB THEM OF THEIR WONDER YEARS
IGNORING EVERY TEAR
>
EXPLOITATION IS YOUR STYLE
IS THERE ANYTHING YOU WOULDN’T DEFILE
AND THE THING THAT GETS ME MOST
THE WAY YOU DO IT WITH A SMILE
>
HOLLYWOOD’S BEHAVIOUR VILE
DISNEYLAND FOR PEDOPHILES
EVERYTHING WE SHOULD REVILE
SO WHY DO WE CONSUME HER BILE

Child Abuse in Disneyland

The forth Studio Album from falcon.  A collection of short stories from there vivid imagings. 

Dawn of Dawns

For a soft breeze

Dancing with me…
May your days be filled with brilliance...
I composed this with that feeling in mind!👍✨

thank you for listening！！

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Dancing with me

The idea for this song came to me randomly while driving down some backroad a few years back, and I recorded the initial idea spur of the moment. For whatever reason, the rather morbid theme came out in the process and I just went with it. Nat is a daring soul and surprisingly encouraged that we record it and with her considerable help we fashioned this recording. Notable is that Nat has taken on the ability to add some beautiful pedal steel guitar throughout the song using her well established keyboard skills and this first run at it was very satisfying. Let us know what you think!

Craig Durgy: vocals, guitar
Nat Daniels: vocals, piano, pedal steel, bass, percussion
All music written and performed by Daniels & Durgy
Produced by Nat Daniels of Gentle Rain Records 
©2025 Daniels & Durgy

Lyrics:
It took me a while to believe it
If you’re stuck in a bad place, you leave it
And I was that place, that she had to erase
A place that suited me just fine

Then one day I put away my rosy glasses
As I waited for her to come back home.
But watching dust settle, 
On the couch and the kettle
I could see it was me, that made her have to leave
Me to build this coffin home of mine

Yes, I’m building a coffin to live in
Surrounded by forests of green
‘Cause if I ever knew love, 
I guess that I threw love
Away with the girl of my dreams

Well, it don’t feel like living, without her
Though the sun still shines brightly through the pines 
I can tell I have a pulse, 
But my heart has tested false 
If only I’d seen the warning signs

It’s the simple things that seem so complicated
Thought I knew what I should do, to make it 
But then the ship that sails, 
Leaves you pounding coffin nails
Now it’s, twenty-four seven, this coffin that I live in
With all the “could have beens” that it confines

I’m just building a coffin to live in
Surrounded by forests of green. 
‘Cause if I ever knew love, 
I guess that I threw love
Away with the girl of my dreams

Pounding away, day after day
Waiting for the girl of my dreams
Someday, she’ll be back

A Coffin To Live In

Under My Umbrella

Tis a noble sport but it does have its downside. The lifespan of a wrestler is typically reduced by 15-20 years attributed to the health consequences of the sumo diet. They are also banned from driving cars partly due to being too big to fit behind a steering wheel. This song, however, is about another fight which we must win!  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wSnhY0xBK7k

I’m a sumo wrestler
Don’t fit in a Tesla
I weigh 400 pounds 
Or ‘bout that
And a lotta the food’ll be
Rice, ramen noodles
Yeah
Ya gotta be fat

No gougin ’ no kickin’
Just slappin’ and trippin’
Huff, luffa 
Keep your breathing in sync
Throw salt in the air
Show your palms 
That’s just fair
Make sure your mawashi’s 
Tucked in
   
Le lutteur de Sumo
Il ma fait ‘ah’
Il ma fait ‘oh’
Le lutteur de Sumo
C’est si bon
C’est si beau

No gougin’ no kickin’
Just slappin’ and trippin’
Make sure your mawashi 
Tucked in
 And remind that bozo
Once he touches the doho
It means that he loses
I win

Huffa luffa
Huffa luffa
Huffa luffa

The Sumo Wrestler

This is the lyrics version of my piano piece (https://soundcloud.com/konrad-spittelberg/the-clap-of-one-hand). (Roughly) same melody, but now with lyrics. 
If the melody left you puzzled about the title, maybe the lyrics will connect the dots. Hope you enjoy it — drop me a comment, I’m curious what you think!

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The Clap of One Hand - Lyrics
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The high priest looked the monk straight into the eyes 
“You search for wisdom, want to see through disguise 
Then hear the clap of only one hand, 
Imagine tasting the kiss of only one lip!”

The monk was puzzled, did not know what to make of this question 
His mind was racing without the slightest suggestion 
The meaning was hiding so deep 
He could as well go to sleep

And as he lay down he thought and he thought some more, 
And soon he’d snore a Monkish snore 
Deep in his dream he saw the cosmic law 
As it is and will be and has been before

To find the truth you need to see the world through different frames,
As place and motion, time and energy play Heisenberg’s games
The one single truth, the clap of one hand deceives the ancient lore

And then his dream shifted to our world
Where flags of dogma are unfurled
Where it’s en vogue to scorn the views of those 
Whose minds are differently curled

They yell their slogans convinced that it's only their kind who knows truth
They silence doubt and debate to keep everything smooth
They vote in blocs convinced others mean harm
They don't want to discuss they don’t want to disarm
They spit poison and phlegm - 
Them is us, us is them

The monk awakened quite surprisingly rested – and something like pride filled his chest 
The dream had opened his eyes and he knew the deep meaning that the koan expressed 
And so as fast as his feet could carry him he ran to the temple ground Requesting to see the high priest and as soon as he met him he told him the solution he found:

“Avoid the clap of one hand 
'Cause you can not understand 
The world in all its true colors if your mind cannot bend 

Every Current or Tide 
Must with others collide, 
A single stream is quite boring, nothing happens inside.

Seek out the voices that are not like your own – 
Don’t guard your comfort like a dog protects its chewed upon bone 
Be cautious if all of your friends do agree – 
You might discover greeater insights without cheap harmony

A field of only one crop may spark in sunlight like gold, 
But slight disease might turn these fragile monoculture to mold 
No coral alone can just survive with it’s kind – 
Reefs only thrive when hundredthousand curious creatures entwine

Don’t flatten the ground so that your pace can be faster –
'Cause if you don’t train your balance each false step means disaster 
All life, all vision needs to ripple and bend – 
Not frozen in uniformity but free to transcend”

The monk fell silent, his speech was complete - 
He wanted praisal, but the priest kept his seat. 
An awkard silence filled slowly the air, 
The priest just sat there with a calm, timeless stare

“I like your thinking—it rings wise, it rings bold, 
It has reason, it's crafted, it's gold. 
But, dear monk, there might be one subtle twist: 
There is one aspect that you seem to have missed.

You see the truth where opinions compete, 
That wholeness only grows where none is complete. 
But if no single view should stand out alone 
Then even your own view must be overthrown

You praise duality, the joining of two - 
But what if your view in itself is not true? 
What if the world isn't built as you claim? 
What if we’ll never know the rules of the game?"

Hear the clap of one hand 
Avoid the clap of one hand 
Hear the clap of one hand 
Avoid the clap of one hand 
Hear the clap of one hand 
… Reflect on the clap of one hand

The Clap of One Hand (Piano Poetry)

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