Really great combination of organ and guitar and nice vocals and cool lyrics.

Somewhat epic but still earthy & real.  Diggin that heavy organ too....

I had a dream, and I wrote this song not to forget it. 

Technical highlights: hand played bass, slightly odd riff on chorus (15/2) & some extra psychedelia.

Pic & sounds taken with my phone during a recent experience which could help me understand the dream, maybe…

Letra  /  Lyrics:

NÍMOR (No sé dónde estoy)  /  NÍMOR (I don’t know where I am)

Entré en la sala sin hacer ruido,  /  I entered the room making no noise,
los pocos que vi eran desconocidos,  /  the few ones I saw were strangers,
busqué una cama que estuviera libre y dormí.  /  I looked for a spare bed and slept.

Al día siguiente no encontré mi sitio,   /  The following day I didn’t find my place,
todo estaba lleno de desconocidos,  /  the whole room was full of strangers,
me di la vuelta para salir y te vi.  /  I turned around to leave and I saw you.

Nímor, no sé dónde estoy...  /  Nímor, I don’t know where I am...
Nímor, no sé quién eres…  /  Nímor, I don’t know who you are …

La cama de al lado estaba vacía,  /  The bed at your side was empty,
y me preguntaste si la quería,  /  and you asked if I wanted it,
la quise y pronto nos hicimos amigos,  /  I did and soon we became friends,
desconocidos.  /  strangers.

Nímor, no sé dónde estoy...  /  Nímor, I don’t know where I am...
Nímor, no sé quién eres…  /  Nímor, I don’t know who you are …
Nímor, no sé qué pasa…  /  Nímor, I don’t know what’s going on...
Nímor, no sé dónde estoy...  /  Nímor, I don’t know where I am...

Te pregunté “¿cómo se llama este sitio?”  /  I asked you "what’s the name of this place?"
y me contestaste que estaba contigo,  /  and you answered that I was with you,
y sin darme cuenta te quise mucho y dormí.  /  and unconsciously I loved you so and slept.

Ahora del sueño ya me he despertado,  /  Now from the dream I’ve already woken,
tu nombre lamento no haber preguntado,  /  your name I regret not having asked,
te llamaré como el sitio en que te conocí.  /  I’ll call you like the place where I met you.

Nímor (…)  /  Nímor (…)

ER27HC06 ©1995 ®2015

Honorable broadcast (34:47 - 40.00): http://jeffhickmott.podomatic.com/entry/2015-09-18T05_02_20-07_00

Nota para el oyente español: ninguna influencia de Chiquito de la Calzada en el título; lo pongo tal como lo soñé y punto.

NÍMOR (No sé dónde estoy)

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"Echoes of the Fallen Sky" PT II

Moonbase Landing

Never To Return (G. Di Nunno)

Alone with my thoughts, some quite nostalgic
Remembered as real, imagined, static
A deep desire to return
Relive the past, repair the worst
Find out where wrong turns were made
All for naught they quickly fade.

Never to return
I've had my fun
What's done is done
All who and what I am
Never return
The unknown waits
Approach its gates
All who and what I'll be

The music from my deepest past
Reaches for my heart at last
The loves I've lost; the loves I've found
Flying high, then hit the ground
Wherever went the long lost friends
Through the doors without an end
A looking back the best was done
Years remain and fast they'll run. 

As senses return, places familiar
Arise and erase what feels peculiar
And get myself on solid ground
Farewell the past once lived now gone
Light a candle, wait for me
Dropped the burdens now I breathe

Repeat the chorus "Never to return..."

All lyrics, composition, and performance by Gino Di Nunno
Copyright 2025.

#5. Never To Return

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Ice Cave

©music and lyrics by Hans-Michael Albers, vocals by suno 4.5+

a very old one I wrote over 40 years ago inspired by morris albert. the translation... never mind.

Daylight's safety fades into the night.
They used to say it starts to haunt
Obscure shades fall over wrong or right.
While something happens beyond

Feeling
Since I have that feeling,
Since I know that I can't catch that feeling for you.

Though you've got me down, I'm ready to take your advice.
and for reading it deep in your eyes.
I can't go on with all this nonsense I'm used to, I've got to wipe it out.
just wipe it out

Since I have that feeling,
Since I know that I can't catch that feeling for you.
[Instrumental]

Inner coldness — all so cool, hip and all that stuff I feel
That I don't really need it.
For years, I didn't care for the senses I long for so deeply 
now.

Feeling
Since I have that feeling,
Since I know that I can't catch that feeling for you.
Feeling
Since I have that feeling,
Since I know that I can't catch that feeling for you.
Feeling
Since I have that feeling,
Since I know that I can't catch that feeling for you.

Feeling

Flowers

Sweeping All The Clutter Out (G. Di Nunno)

The dirt pile grows higher, so why must you add more?
Your face wears signs telling; the fight's hard through losing

The drama not worth it, repeating the pattern
Of toil and bruises, quite totaled with damage. 

All friends kept stunned guessing, what plans stay stored, hidden
A spring trap bite triggered--enjoy all this chaos.

Love the attention
Feel the power
Sneaking up
Quick attack
Can't resist
Stunned and lost
As you grin and walk on by.

Here is the broom to sweep all the clutter out
One chance to clean the rotten reputation that you have.

(A trip to 3/4)
And all trust has withered
Your family hides out
So where are you heading?
No one wants you around.

(Back to 4/4)
To wash off all trouble will take more than one storm
The meantime, such backlash when someone says your name.

The difficult task of repairing, undoing
Has worth in performance, and actions rebuilding.

What was sent out
Was returned
Wounds that stung
Healing slow
Grudges held
Stay awhile
Consequences thick, you know?

Here is the broom to sweep all the clutter out
One chance to clean the rotten reputation that you have.

All lyrics, music, and performance by Gino Di Nunno
Copyright 2025.

#6, Sweeping All The Clutter Out

A haunting rock ballad drenched in raw emotion and electric grit. The song follows a man standing in the wreckage of his own heart, asking the question that burns louder than the guitars around him — why did the one he loved so deeply walk into his life only to tear it apart? With crashing drums mirroring his turmoil and distorted riffs echoing his pain, he wrestles with memories that refuse to fade. Every verse builds like a storm, culminating in a chorus that screams his confusion and heartbreak — a desperate cry for answers that will never come.

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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)

#5. Never To Return

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