Janne Hennie

Pearson

While we wait for BARDS: Of The Shimmering Seraphs to finish physical production, in the meantime we are forging ahead with a new crop of songs for the next album. The next album will serve as a continuation of the oracle deck concept, featuring songs about "objects" - the first of which be this little song about the magical horn of the elusive and beautiful Aardvark Girl. It is also about a recently discovered strange dwarf planet at the farthest reaches of our solar system.

Gǃkúnǁʼhòmdímà  was discovered on 19 Oct 2007 at the Palomar observatory in California, at 9:09 UT. Gkunhomdima is a member of the extended scattered disc and is a trans-Neptunian object (TNO). Its orbit is inclined 23° off the ecliptic and is quite elliptical. It was knocked out of a normal orbit early in the history of the solar system, probably as Neptune migrated outward to its current position, which gives the high  inclination of Gkunhomdima’s orbit. However, there is no known orbital resonance with any other planetary body, except for its binary companion. Its ‘moon’, or secondary is called G!o’e !Hu (pronounced GOH ay KOO). Goeku means ‘horn’, or Oryx horn. And that takes us to a bit of mythology.

Gǃkúnǁʼhòmdímà is also the Beautiful Aardvark Girl of Juǀʼhoan mythology, who sometimes appears in the stories of other San peoples as a python girl or elephant girl; she defends her people and punishes wrongdoers using gǁámígǁàmì spines [devil’s thorn plant], a rain-cloud full of hail, and her magical oryx horn.

Drums and percussion, keyboards, backup vocals: R Thomas
Guitars, Mandolin, Melodica, Bass, Lead vocals, backup vocals: PS Perkins

LYRICS:
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Aardvark girl, come trumpet your horn
Bellow your clarion call
Summon your dark and impenetrable cloud
And let your hailstones fall

Are we just ants crawling around on the ground
Are we just termites in a crumbling mound

Scatter the poisoned thorns in their lane
May they tread upon those in their path
The stinging in their feet shall remind them
They’ll be dead before their next bath

Aardvark girl burrow down in your den
The night will be ending soon
The Oryx are gathered at the watering hole
And your face is in the moon

Are we just ants crawling around on the ground
Are we just termites in a crumbling mound
We are just ants crawling around on the ground
We are just termites in a crumbling mound

The Oryx of the Aardvark Girl

I’m calling out today
There’s not much to say
If I’m honest, there’s just someplace else I’d rather be

Always doing what I ought to do
And now I laugh at all I thought I knew
Cuz if I’ve learned anything at all it’s that this life is fleeting.

There’s not much I’m sure of in this life
But one thing is for sure.
When I’m 84
I’ll never wish I’d worked more.

Took some time off a bit ago
I gave it up to watch the kids grow
I’m satisfied ‘cause somebody wise told me they're only young once.

So, throw the money out the door.
Fuck it I can always make more.
You can take it all away cuz the money can’t replace these summer months.

There’s not much I’m sure of in this life
But when I reach my end,
Reminiscing about back when
I know I won’t regret a second spent with them

There’s not much I’m sure of in this life,
But this one is a fact
The ones you love and the days you have
There’s some things in life you just don’t get back

Not Much I'm Sure Of

It's a special honor that my dear friend Michele Ansani asked me if I would like to work on a song he wrote years ago called 'Alla Fine della Fine delle Fini' (To the end of the end of the ends) which is a great track. When I listened to it I said to Michele that I thought the song is already finished and asked what I supposedly could do with it. He said, that he wasn't going to publish it and wanted me to work on the root idea of the song to create something new.  Thank you so much Michele for being so generous to leave the basic song idea to my purposes (all flaws are mine).

Listen to his wonderful music here, you all know him anyway: https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani

Michele Ansani: Seed idea
Me: Instruments, vocals, lyrics, arrangement.

Photograph from the top of Half Dome, Yosemite NP, CA, USA by A. Besinger  2022

One day I walked the shores of time
Wiping away the footprints left behind

Tossing stones into the sea  
Just to watch the ripples making their way back to me  

What if these dancing rings were just memories
Would they come to life once more to set me free?


Abandoned this place that I called home ￼
and took that boat I was hiding for so long 

Facing the storms, past the sirens song
The love of gods in mind may have led me wrong

Set course to the end of the end of the ends
So when you step off the edge of the world 
Make sure that your wings are spread 

When I stepped through the gates of Plutonion
Caught between Scylla and Charybdis I would be found

Sacrificed the ones to whom I belonged
A wise man would rather be envied than being wronged

Set course to the end of the end of the ends
So when you step off the edge of the world 
Make sure that your wings are spread 

Set course to the end of the end of the ends
So when you step off the edge of the world 
Make sure that your wings are spread

Off the Edge of the World (with Michele Ansani)

La mer y était belle chancelante et cruelle
Les bleus gris s’allongent pour des reflets

Evidence, c’est la danse du bord de mer
Enivrante comme le sel au goût amer
Captivante dans les reflux solitaires
La vague est là, comme des bras en l’air

Nous aspire dans les regrets les souvenirs reviennent
Et non plus de   vents mauvais des poussières de haine
Les flots lumineux ne font pas nos peines
Ni nos espoirs déçus ils nous enchainent.

Chorus

Eternelles, sont les vagues dans les veines
Superficielles, libèrent les corps

Toujours le fil de l’eau éclaire
Même les vagues ordinaires
Dans les flots bleus où l’on se perd
Il y a … la mer

La Mer

J’ENTENDS RIEN J’ENTENDS RIEN
J’ENTENDS PLUS RIEN DE RIEN DE RIEN
Y’A TROP DE TINTOUIN
J’ENTENDS PLUS LES CLAMEURS
LES ARMES AUTOMATIQUES
J’ENTENDS PLUS LA MUSIQUE 
TOUS LES SONS COULENT À PIC		         
TITANIC TITANIC

J’ENTENDS RIEN J’ENTENDS RIEN
J’ENTENDS PLUS RIEN DE RIEN DE RIEN
ET ÇA FAIT DU BIEN
J’ENTENDS PLUS LA COLÈRE
LE VENIN LA VIPÈRE
J’ENTENDS PLUS LA PANIQUE
NI LES TAC NI LES TIC
TITANIC TITANIC

J’ENTENDS RIEN J’ENTENDS RIEN
J’ENTENDS PLUS RIEN DE RIEN DE RIEN
TOUT CE BARATIN
                  
C’EST LE MONDE DU SILENCE
PLUS DE SON PLUS DE SENS
QUAND ON Y PENSE

LE MONDE EST SOURD
LES TEMPS SONT LOURDS

ECOUTE

J'ENTENDS RIEN  (Lyrics)

Music: Little Man Project & Janne Hennie
Lyrics & Vocals: Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix: Little Man Project

Lyrics:

A demon came and poked me on my shoulder and said
Girl you're so stupid and bad
Stay away from people, you will only hurt them
And make them miserable and sad

When demons like that tries to push you down
Tell them to go back to hell
They just try to break you
But you're stronger than you know
Make them disappear from yourself..

The demon just kept going
Appeared every day
Whispered ugly things in my ear
But I chased it out
Watched it crawl away
I shouted: Don't come back, don't you dare!

When demons like that tries to push you down
Tell tem to go back to hell
They just try to break you
But you're stronger than you know
Make them disappear from yourself..

The demon returned tried again and again
To force its way into my mind
I will not feed it my negative thoughts
My weakness the demon won't find

When demons like that tries to push you down
Tell them to go back to hell
They just try to break you
But you're stronger than you know
Make them disappear from yourself...

The Demon

A little demo song about appreciation,,,,,,,,,you know who you are…………..cheers for having a listen


You never ask for more than nothing
A kinder heart you couldn’t find
And what you have you’d gladly give
Always there, to ease my worried mind

And when the wind was angry
And the sky got dark
I’d listen to you sing
And the light would shine around you
And make me smile again
You kept me under your wing

A smile can say more than a thousand words
Among the noise it’s hard now to be heard
But you always got an ear to lend for sure
Never hesitate, to open up your door

And even in my darkest hour
When no one’s getting through
You showed me nothing but love
Your arms wrapped tight around me
Making me feel safe again
You kept me under your wing

Under Your Wing

Sorry guys - I wasn’t happy with version 1 - here is version 2. Lyrics in English below.

Dear friends, I live in a peaceful country that has not been at war for over 200 years. Through modern media you can see how miserable it is where war takes place. You can see the fear and despair in the faces of the people. Hope peace can be made!!

Why Fires

The morning start with those fires
the darkness is replaced
by explosions of flashing lights
it is difficult to believe what You see
it’s such a horrible, terrible sight for my eyes


I have just finished my morning meal
when they present the morning news
it’s from the happenings in the Middle East
it is difficult to believe what You see
it’s such a horrible, terrible sight for my eyes


It is so difficult to understand
how people can be so cruel
You don’t know who it is to blame
it is difficult to believe what You see
it’s such a horrible, terrible sight for my eyes


I sit here comfortable in my armchair
and I wonder for how long
until hell is breaking loose
it is difficult to believe what You see
it’s such a horrible, terrible sight for my eyes


You can see that children are suffering
they don’t know what’s going on
they are not to blame for this
it is difficult to believe what You see
it’s such a horrible, terrible sight for my eyes

A Divergent World

Why Fires v 2 - 2024-10-09 10.12

Merveilles. (translated after the French text)

Vidéo : https://youtu.be/szflIdLROGY

Texte:      Sanzen
Chant :     Orelya
Musique : Alain Illos

Moi, je vais devant moi, 
tant que je vois le ciel.
Que je pense et que j'aime,
 l'air, les fleurs, le sel.
Un brin d'herbe tressaille, 
au sommet des collines.
Et dans le ciel vaste,
c'est mon coeur qui défaille.
Quand nous étions amants, 
quand nous étions aimants, 
sous le ciel lourd d'octobre, 
quand la nature se change.
Et je vois, dans les prés, 
la splendide fraîcheur. 
Et flotte dans le vent, 
les images délivrées.
Moi, je vais devant moi, tant que je vois le ciel. Je fais un pas de plus, l'air, les fleurs, le sel.
Solo
Les brins d'herbe qui tressaillent, 
la céleste harmonie.
Quand la nature se change, 
quand je pense et que j'aime.
Quand nous étions amants, 
au sommet des collines.
Que dans le ciel vaste,
nous voyions des merveilles.

Wonders

I go ahead, 
as long as I can see the sky.
That I think and love,
 the air, the flowers, the salt.
A blade of grass twitches, 
on the hilltops.
And in the vast sky,
it's my heart that falters.
When we were lovers, 
when we were loving, 
under the heavy October sky, 
when nature changes.
And I see, in the meadows, 
the splendid freshness. 
And floating in the wind, 
delivered images.
I go ahead, 
as long as I can see the sky.
 I take one more step, 
the air, the flowers, the salt.
Solo
The twitching blades of grass,
 celestial harmony.
When nature changes, 
when I think and love.
When we were lovers, on hilltops.
 When in the vast sky
 we saw wonders.

Merveilles avec Orelya

Instrumental by Nver Avetyan: https://ultimatrailer.com/composers/
Vocals, Lyrics by Nadia Selvaggi

Time by Nver Avetyan & Nadia Selvaggi

LYRICS 
I heard her coming in at midnight
I said honey where you been
She said I've been to the movies
With Sue and my best friend Janine

She said we been talking
Seemed like for hours and hours
I said why don't you call me
You know that I worry, She said I'm sorry

I said what was the movie
And she said I don't know
I didn't take no notice
It was just somewhere to go

And she said we been talking
Seemed like for hours and hours
I said why don't you call me
You know that I worry, She said I'm sorry

Instrumental

And she said we been talking
Seemed like for hours and hours
I said why don't you call me
You know that I worry, She said I'm sorry

I said why was you talking
Is there something I should know
She said now honey don't be silly
But her face just let it show

And she said we been talking
Seemed like for hours and hours
I said why don't you call me
You know that I worry, She said I'm sorry

I heard her coming in at midnight

Fade




Coming in at Midnight

FIRST OF ALL, I WILL SAY THANK YOU VERY MUCH TO ALL WONDERFUL PEOPLE THAT LISTEN TO MY SONGS - LOVE YOU ALL!!

Dear friends, I worry more and more about the state of the earth! More and more wars flare up, the climate is worrying with natural disasters as a result! Strong malevolent rulers emerge and succeed in egging the population of the respective countries. History has shown how it goes - I think of such men as Hitler and others! The war causes huge emissions of greenhouse gases! Instead, use the soldiers to plant trees and fight the terrible forest fires!

The Baltic Sea is living dangerously right now! Scores of ships in deplorable condition transport oil across the sea. The risks are great for extensive oil disasters! I have made some songs for the Baltic sea just to make people understand the problems.

I have recently published some of my songs on YouTube - search for Bengt Roth.
https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=bengt+roth
I write almost all of my songs, and I sing my songs and play the guitar and the harp - no more. My recording equipment is quite modest with a Furch guitar, Alhambra guitar, Röde microphone, Focusrite and Garageband. My studio is our guest room in our house.
I was young during the 1960s when Dylan became famous. I was a member of a folk song group during that time. I love Dylan´s music!! I was also a big fan of The Doors, Jefferson Airplane, Mamas and the Papas and several more singers. I like folk music and the old protest songs. I love the music of Eva Cassidy. I was also a big fan of Björn Afzelius, and I love the music of Tom Petty. I am very inspired of the music of John Denver.
Bengt and certainly several 100 million people are intensively protesting against all evil around the world!
I love to sometimes write songs that are a bit weird and self-ironic!
You know that I am a novice in the "recording business", and sometimes I have to revise the songs.
My whole grown up life was occupied by my profession as a doctor in intensive care and anesthesiology. I was head of the department of Intensive and perioperative Care in Lund, Sweden the last years. After that I have got the possibility to be dedicated to music. 
My songs are a matter of extreme happiness and extreme sadness. I write all the music and lyrics except "As tears go by", "House of the Rising Sun", and songs by Evert Taube.
I love to leave some message with my songs!
I have no previous experience of writing fiction. I have, however, some experience in writing non-fiction. I wrote my thesis, and some chapters in a textbook in anesthesiology. I was also member of a group who introduced an education program in pediatric cardio pulmonary resuscitation for laymen in Sweden.
I have created a repost page "Bengt Erik Roth Repost Page".

https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=Bengt+Roth

Why Fires v 2 - 2024-10-09 10.12

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