Elevation

I dunno how much more I can take
This media that feeds us must be constipated
'cause they're full of shit
Every word that they spew is just lie after lie
And it's brainwashing you
Into mindless foot soldiers
To help them control us
To force us to do shit
They know ain't good for us
Turn you against us, the ones that you love
If you open your eyes you'll see your sisters and brothers, come on

No need to run, no need to hide
They will not make us lose our minds
We're gonna make it through the night
To see the light
No need for guns, no need to fight
They will not crush our souls tonight
We'll relish victory in time
Hold the line

I'm trying but it's getting so grim man
Each day I'm getting closer to just pulling the pin
And I don't like this person that's hiding within me
He's the person that I've spent my whole life trying to not be
I don't wanna hate, I was brought up to love
I'm tryna stay true, but I'm feeling the shove
But I won't let them break me 'cause I owe it to you
To stay strong for us both until you see it too, now come on

No need to run, no need to hide
They will not make us lose our minds
We're gonna make it through the night
To see the light
No need for guns, no need to fight
They will not crush our souls tonight
We'll relish victory in time
Hold the line

They're tryna break us down
To divide us is the only hope they have
They're tryna break us down
All we need to do is pull together and we win

No need to run, no need to hide
They will not make us lose our minds
We're gonna make it through the night
To see the light
No need for guns, no need to fight
They will not crush our souls tonight
We'll relish victory in time
Hold the line

Hold The Line

Txalaparta

Opening track to my most recent album "Cautious Walking" As always thanks for your support.

Check out the Halloween video I made to this song from old Disney animation. 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uFw7SFepWIQ

Lyrics:
Cruising down the alley way, escaping from the town
Brushing off the cob webs and heading westward bound

Before the attraction of constant interaction
Desperation leads you
To margin all rations
Remembering to cash in
The 39 lashes
The 39 lashes

They placed you on the ground, and cursed at the crown
Had patience for the multitude and all that they had found. 
There really was no option, time to fold the cards down
Blazing in the hot sun the time was not too far
Getting ready for a trip to that lonely Black Star. 
Blazing in the hot sun the time was not too far
Getting ready for a trip to that lonely Black Star …..yeahhh

She parked to the side of the road
And took the call inside
Pressed a random text that knew the call -    had been cut short. 
Maybe it was time before and time before that
Maybe it had ran its course like a useless old map             …… 
Stopped from the running for/ got so tired and so sore
Manning up the Manchild
Manning up the Manchild
Stopped from the running for/ got so tired and so sore
Manning up the Manchild
Manning up the Manchild 

Blazing in the hot sun the time was not too far
Getting ready for a trip to that lonely Black Star. 
Blazing in the hot sun the time was not too far

Cautious Walking

Manning Up the Manchild

When I read that Nikola Tesla first arrived to the United States with only four cents and a pocket of his own poems, I thought what a song that would make! Thinking about the loneliness, trepidation and anticipation he must have felt made this pretty easy to write. This song features Donata Greco on flute, Manuel Trabucco on alto sax, Stefan Pavlov on the fretless bass and Nicola Polidori on the drums.

Four Cents And A Pocket Full Of Poems

LIVE at the Brunswick in Brighton just before Christmas, a mobile phone recording but it captured the mood. So good to play live again!!!!

https://youtu.be/rlOZFl6fwd4

A rain dance for the bush fires
A sun dance for the floods
A war dance for anyone    
Who doesn’t give a fuck

It’s murder on earth’s dance floor
We may never dance again
It’s time to pick up that dam phone
If you’re a ’Strictly’ fan

It's murder on earth’s dance floor
 t's murder on earth’s dance floor

A shoot out at the oil coral
Sundance at my side
You know that he can bust a move
And he can  jive

Dance like no one’s watching
Dance so full of love
Dance those socks till they come off
Take off those kid gloves

It's murder on earth’s dance floor
It's murder on earth’s dance floor
It's murder on earth’s dance floor
It's murder on earth’s dance floor

Instrumental

Gonna  move your feet, gonna eat less meat
This dance floor needs repair
if ya wanna lift that glitter ball
Dance like Fred Astaire

and dance like no one’s watching
Dance with so much love
Dance those socks till they come off
Take off those kid gloves

It’s murder on earth’s dance floor
It’s murder on earth’s dance floor
It's murder on earth’s dance floor
It's murder on earth’s dance floor

Instrumental

A rain dance for the bush fires
A sun dance for the floods
A war dance for anyone    
Who doesn’t give a fuck

It’s murder on earth’s dance floor
We may never dance again
It's time to pick up that dam phone
If you're a Strictly fan

It's murder on earth's dance floor
It's murder on earth's dance floor
It's murder on earth's dance floor
It's murder on earth's dance floor

Squidly doot, snidely dat, hot dam

Murder On Earth's Dance Floor LIVE!

based on several tracks by Daphne Oram whose Oramics machine and composition method is nothing but incredible. this Moramics series is dedicated to her.

check https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mJ08diPUv6A

Moramics Part II

Going to on the album as a filler track – I mean instrumental – on my final album coming out, Adon Willing in the very near future, and then I must focus on other Spiritual endeavors! I will still be on here from time to time, however.

Featuring Rabbi Yitzchak Breitowitz 

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCnwd_5P2_hGVNkQfScEmP_w

He Is Our Great Reward

piano and sax each played in one go, some vst effects and synths. drum loops .... photo by Alexei Scutari, Moldova on unsplash

all we want ...

What began as a collaboration with Debra Buesking has expanded to include the wonderful vocal talent of Paolo Pieraccini (@mayadog).  His singing, especially in Italian, gives the song a sweet, emotional intimacy and urgency.  A lovely honor to have him grace our song with his talent. Hear more fine music on his profile and Debbie's too @debra_buesking. 
Lyrics in Italian and English:
Dimmi dove sei
Torno a casa e non ti trovo più
Le tue calze sopra il letto
Sempre accesa la TV

Non dimentico
Le tue promesse in bilico
e le domeniche
Sempre spese solo dove decidi tu
Forse ho il cuore troppo piccolo
Per lasciarti la tua libertà
casca il mondo
quando te ne vai

Mille baci e poi
All’improvviso il vuoto fra di noi
Non so perché rimango appeso qui
Il tuo canto mi ha ingannato
e come Ulisse mi salverò
Ma poi ricadrò
nella tua tela ancora

Sei sparita ormai
irraggiungibile
ma è sicuro io ti troverò per dirti che
che non mi arrendo e voglio solo te
Puoi scommetterci
Vorrei sentire ancora i brividi
Mentre stringo la tua mano
per non lasciarti più
………………..
Chissà dove sei

Tell me where you are
I come home and I can't find you anymore
Your socks over the bed
Still on the TV

I do not forget
Your promises in the balance
and Sundays
Always spending only where you decide
Maybe my heart is too small
To leave you your freedom
the world falls
when are you leaving

A thousand kisses and then
Suddenly the void between us
I don't know why I'm hanging here
Your singing deceived me
and like Ulysses I will save myself
But then I'll fall back
in your web again

You're gone now
unattainable
but it's sure I'll find you to tell you that
that I'm not giving up and I just want you
you can bet
I wish I could still feel the chills
As I hold your hand
not to leave you anymore
……………… ..
Who knows where you are

Easy To Please (featuring Paolo; vocal) Debbie; Piano, David; Guitar

Heart-Shaped

Whens

"The Turtle Project" started out as exactly that, a project, a songwriting project that was born from years of being a musician in many bands, doing countless gigs, naturally gathering experience and inspiration until, one day, I stumbled upon the fact that I could actually put those experiences and many others into words. The composing aspect grew from that into what it is today ...
My way of life .

Hold The Line

the turtle project