I wrote this song after an in-depth conversation with my mother who spent years searching for her mother.  It's in 7/8; perhaps reflecting the irregularity of relationships.

Bouzouki, harp, bass and drum programming, mixed and premastered by Dónal Lunny
Mastered by Ivan O'Shea
Editing/Vocals/BV/guitar/photo of my mum by SuZanne

(Because you asked Jeff.  When my Ma met her mother she commented on the colour of her eyes and said, "They're brilliant blue..." and it's the way she said it and looked that stuck in my mind)

Brilliant Blue
Her eyes are brilliant blue, mine are brown
I take after my father, they say he was a farmer
My mother's at the window as I say goodbye
I've only just met her, she is 84 0r 85

Refrain: Brilliant blue eyes, greet my brown
I've waited all my life, for this

2lb 4oz wrapped in cotton wool, placed in a cardboard shoebox
given to nuns in Bloom Street
Manchester in 1940, I was one of many a child and mother
sent from Catholic Ireland

Refrain      Lahlahlahs

Sixty-two years since we met, mother
I just wanted to see you one time, if you want me too
Your eyes are brilliant blue, mine are brown
as I leave the white-haired woman
It was dead of winter I was found

Lahlahlahs   Refrain

Brillinat Blue Master         

Brilliant Blue feat: Dónal Lunny

Since I Met The Master # 008, Gene Jumper, ( Original)

Since I Met The Master, # 008 Gene Jumper, ( Originial )

Words & Music - Beth Williams       Single Release 2022
OFFICIAL VIDEO: https://youtu.be/pypqLxYbdzI
LYRIC VIDEO: https://youtu.be/WK2BpNhm2yU

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WHAT YOU KNOW IS RIGHT (Lyrics) – Beth Williams Music ©2021
If you don’t wanna live your life riddled with regrets
You got to do the right thing, you got to do your best
With so much confusion and trouble in the air
Sometimes it’s hard to keep going, sometimes it’s hard to care

You got to hold on – lean into the light
Hold on Do what you know is right
Hold on Let your love shine bright
Hold on Do what you know is right

My momma always told me , daddy told me too
Be honest and good, remember how we raised you
I didn’t listen and there for a while
I was a crazy, out of control. Lost and running wild

but now I know
You got to hold on – lean into the light
Hold on Do what you know is right
Hold on Let your love shine bright
Hold on Do what you know is right

Aint nothing to be gained by putting yourself first
In the end we all die and are put down in the dirt
Can’t take it with you. All that remains
is the love you leave here and the things that you change
Be the change C’mon and
hold on – lean into the light
Hold on Do what you know is right
Hold on Let your love shine bright
Hold on Do what you know is right
Bridge
On the other side of forever there’s a river of life
We’ll all be…. free from sorrow and the dark of night
Won’t need a candle, a lamp or the sun
God’s light will be shining on us everyone.
God’s light will be shining on us, everyone.
God’s light will be shining on us, everyone

You got to hold on – lean into the light
Hold on Do what you know is right
Hold on Let your love shine bright
Hold on Do what you know is right

Do what you know is right
Do what you know is right…
Songwriter - Beth Williams ©2021

What You Know Is Right - Beth Williams

Lost Time.mp3

The village beauty.
I took this photo in Matera, an old city in the deep south of my country, a magical place, unique in the world. It's even hard to find the words to describe the beauty of this place.
Inhabited since the paleolithic period, the city, perched on a rocky slope, has developed on a system of millenary cave houses dug into the rock, called Sassi. With its small streets that go up and down, its thousand Escher-style stairs, cave churches, underground cisterns and rock houses, it looks like a neo-realist nativity scene or one of Italo Calvino's Invisible Cities, a place out of time. The first time you see Matera you are speechless, its beauty takes your breath away.
After the war, in the 50s, the city, which had always been isolated from the rest of the country, lived in a state of extreme, desperate, poverty. Many of its inhabitants, dedicated mostly to sheep farming, still survived as their ancestors had always done, living in caves together with the same their animals. A heated national political debate arose which ended with the decision to build a new city next to the old one and move its inhabitants there.
Then, for many years the old city remained a ghost town but its recovery began in the 80s, it was declared a World Heritage Site by UNESCO and is now a wonderful museum town. Matera is 10,000 years old, the third oldest inhabited city in the world. An absolutely must-see place.

La bella di Matera

Groove This Galaxy

UnBoxed January 2024

Original lyrics and vocal performance by the superb Shivonne @misssm

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Batteries Don’t Come Included (Featuring Shivonne)

XoXo

A Change of Direction (G. Di Nunno)

Slammed the door on an angel
Much later I felt ashamed
Tore her feelings to pieces
While hearing her call my name.

Felt my shadow escaping
So snake-like by shedding skin
Couldn't figure the motive
Or moods that had pulled me in.

Entered the waters, polluted with pride
Baptized in shame; the sins never dried.
Carry transgressions to bury them deep
The reasons why 
The scars remain
Refuse to heal
I never tried
To halt the flow, and let it roll on.

Gaze on this reflection, these ways never questioned
Drag through all these stages, nothing ever changes.
Some mistakes repeated, inner-self defeated
Start a full dissection--a change of direction.

Rip the heart open, that wave raging ocean
Look deep inside--I got to--look deep inside.
Threats that caused mayhem, finding where I got them
Look deep inside--I got to--look deep inside.

Stumbling blocks now removing
A growing of senses lit
There was nothing quite soothing
As coming right out of it.

Jumped from the waters, a gentle air glide
Erased mistakes, and skies are now wide
Self-help in sessions, with moments of sleep
The reasons why
The scars remained
Refused to heal
I never wish
To halt the flow, and let it roll on. 

Lyrics, composition, and performance by Gino Di Nunno
Copyright 2024.

#1. A Change Of Direction

Twinkle little star ~Dual piano 4 hands

WHEELS OF TIME

Gino Di Nunno is a 66 year old guy from Greensburg, Pennsylvania. He can't sing, but since starting writing and recording his songs in 2016, he is improving. He is obsessed with Rock Progressivo Italiano, Orchestral music (Beethoven, Mahler, Shostakovich), Jethro Tull, Mercyful Fate/King Diamond, and Philosopy. Gino started playing guitar in 1976, but two years later he suffered a left-hand accident and lost 3 and 2/3 fingers (He also started dabbling with piano in 2016, though he doesn't consider himself adept he knows enough to make it sound good). He did not start playing again (as a left-hander) until 1980, and with very long practice sessions, he was able to start a band, taking the hard road by writing original material with his brothers and a few vocalists, where they played everything from Punk, Blues, and a mix of Progressive Rock and Metal.

The band of brothers decided to end their music pursuit in the early 90's to catch up with life. Gino decided to give music another try in the early 2000's and didn't start recording and releasing music until 2016, releasing versions of albums on Soundcloud where he had no idea what he was doing; however, each album saw improvement (yes...even his vocals) by learning through trial and error experimentation. 

Gino said the best advice he ever received was when a guy told him, "if you can't sing, make sure your lyrics are good so people will focus on them instead of your singing." Gino writes deep lyrics dealing with life struggles and predicaments, yet always with a bit of hope. He prefers to write small symphonies within a song, with lots of changes, added dynamics, and a breaking away from familiar forms and structures. He realizes he is not unique in breaking new ground, and that aging and long practice sessions has given him (at times) an aching right wrist which has taken away the speed he once had, and even with his spotty vocals his only request is that you dive deep into the songs because he insists something beautiful can be discovered.  (Antonella Gaspari)