@magician-2: I'm glad you think so, thanks for listening :-)

Wow, really creative and interesting sound!! Great playing and style, vox are amazing. A new fan has been gained!!!

Creative and interesting music!  I love the dark moody style!! Nice vocal!

@user-662202899 Thank you for listening and for your kind words! 😊

I understand the sentiment...great song !!

Can It Be A Real Thing

I made this for my little sister; it's a string of cameos about the town where we were born and raised - a suburb of Newcastle Upon Tyne.  Low income, but real world, real people, real troubles, real joy, real love, real communities, real humour, real music, real life.  All in gloriously rough 1960's industrial working class North East England monochrome.

For those of you not from that part of the world, lyric translations back to English are available upon request. :)

Started as a scribble, pretended to be a poem for a while, then I decided to noodle along and then.....  Ah, you know how it is.....in Byker town.
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Byker Town

Wallpaper of steam trains
Where the sweeping headlights sprawled
‘Cross the ceiling to the old piano
Up against my bedroom wall
In ‘67 the lid came down
Never played again so fair
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Cross the bridge to get to school
Rope swings underneath
Bull’s eyes from the slaughterhouse 
Bombed out rail yard stark relief
Billy Smart’s big top’s coming down
But I don’t care
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Stench of old men in the Raby Arms
A bottle of dog to take back yem
Dominos and baccy tins
Were all that mattered way back then
Every retail product to be found
In Ernie’s shop just six foot square
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Quayside Sunday mornings
Champion, just the job
A week of meat to feed the bairns
For only fower bob
Scranshins from the chippy van ‘round
The side door of the Mayfair
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Sent out on the Wednesday
In Charlie Shepherd’s finest rags
Over to the smokies
To get free broken kippers by the bag
Dad got paid when Thursday came around
Treats for us to share
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Front step full of babbies
Grazed knees on skinny legs
Back lane rows of nappies
Her face is full of wooden pegs
He’s on the dole no work to be found
Torn bookie slips by his chair
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Nets twitching down the road
Never washed in years
Kids with mucky faces 
Almost clean behind the ears
Never seem to have a frown
Owning only what they wear
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Give up all the baggage I’ve got now
Of life in disrepair
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Byker Town

wired to the moon

me and My Boy Andrew fuckin comin at you 


A1 number 1

Thumb Sucker  A1 Project

My submission for the December 2022 Sim Selection monthly challenge of Benn Jordan's discord community.

Theme: A Crack In Time
Keywords: guarded, helpless
Optional Challenge: Time is of the essence. Time is an illusion. Time is money. Time flies.

My compositional idea was to represent multiple time references, all moving forward at their own rate. Inspiration from a Stravinsky score, as well as other modern composers.

Perceptual Gate

Kit: Hammerhead, volca fm, uKORG, Jamstik, Air (eno), Teraverse, SynthMaster One, Logic Pro X.

Acknowledgements:
Vocals - 
(1) Modified excerpts from “I Am Stretched On Your Grave” traditional 17th century Irish folk song (unknown) sung by queeniemusic (Kimberly Steele) (2009). Licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution (4.0) license (CC-BY).
(2) Field recordings from Valencia. Hotel rooftop bar guitar duo, church choir, accordion busker, people.

Cover Art - Detail from “Far from here” by Klara Kristalova, which features “Beast” (2019) and “Watching the sleeping woman [after Rousseau]” (2017).

Stretched On Your Grave (ft. queeniemusic)

Full EP togglethemuse.bandcamp.com/album/silicon-sun

Spotify open.spotify.com/album/78Qh9lc8iA…JwQaG58XxAU5kKug

Printing Water

Suck It Up

Re-Release;
Made in Ableton (2018)

Genres;
#Electronic
#Experimental
#Ambient

Loveless Black Hole

Lyrics and Credits Below

LYRICS
I shake my head
To keep my tears inside
to force some happy thoughts
Into my head
I picture nice faces
Talking beautiful words
Then I shake my head again
This time to keep your face
Outside of my head
Outside of my head
Woh-oh
Oh-oh-oh!

And if my stomach will cry out
If my tears want to get out
I still won’t cry for you
Will never cry for you

I won’t cry
I won’t cry
Because of you
No, I won’t cry
I won’t cry
Because of you
I shake my head
to bring thoughts
inside my mind
I won’t cry 
No, I won’t cry 
because of you
I shake my head 
To keep your face 
out of my mind
No, I won’t cry
I won’t cry 
because of you


I know you’re there
Your presence big and wide
I shrink some more
Hyde in my head
I look for bright spaces
Imaginary places
Then I hide all in again
to have your face erased
from my own head
yeah! my own head
woh-oh-oh!
oh-oh 
And if I ever am in doubt
an’ all I wanna do is shout
I still won’t cry for you
no, I won’t cry for you

I won’t cry
I won’t cry
Because of you
No, I won’t cry
I won’t cry
Because of you
I shake my head
to bring thoughts
inside my mind
I won’t cry 
No, I won’t cry 
because of you
I shake my head 
To keep your face 
out of my mind
No, I won’t cry
I won’t cry 
because of you

CREDITS
Lucia Mameli: Music, Lyrics, Lead Vocals, Percussions, Producer
Berkinozcan: Electric Guitar
Gustav Jakobsson: Bass Guitar
Luca V (amethyst99): Backing Vocals
A Farbod: Alto Sax
Stopmediastudio: Mixing and Mastering Engineer, Assistant Producer
Zaib G: Artwork, Visualiser
Ibrahim G: Visualiser Subtitles

I Won't Cry

Lucia Mameli - I Wont Cry

Just a reaction to a feeling that I think that we've all felt at some point.

Music, vocals, lyrics and production by Petra Hall.

DON'T POINT YOUR FINGER AT ME

Where do you set your foot down
Who do you laugh at
Smirking and judging
Forgetting all about yourself

You point your tiny fingers
take your finger out my face
You think you’re so perfect
take care of your own house
take a look into the mirror

Don’t point your finger at me
Don’t point your finger at me


Hiding from reality
Open up your black box
Put your head inside it
Look around, what do you see

Don't Point Your Finger At Me

Just some thoughts and emotions expressed with music...

Welcome to visit my page for my instrumental music; https://soundcloud.com/petrahall

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