Like this Dylanesque delivery-the long line, the declarative statement, the groove rhythm, the revealing of suffering   . . that ancient theme of loss

nice folk guitar sound!! nice soulfull voice!! very good song!!☺👍

I wish I had the passion in my voice like you have in yours , you are truly gifted Eric !

Wheelwright: voice, vocal melody and harmony, lyrics @wheelwright

Jonathan: initial music, instruments, mix

Fictive Sisters is a transatlantic collaboration of Wheelwright and Beckenstein. Our album Immaculate Distraction is available at https://fictivesisters.bandcamp.com/album/immaculate-distraction

image by Lani Maynard

Crossing time-zones
Godforsaken deserts
Midnight in transit stations
The illusion of freedom
Written in blood written in stone

It's just an idea
It's just an idea

The twisted wreck
Of a helicopter gunship
A distant call to prayer
Sweet liquorice and bitter cigarettes

It's just an idea [...]

He carries her in his heart
She's all he had now all he has
White knuckles holding fast
His mother's photograph in a young man’s hands

Now everything is lost
Now everything is lost

They say half the future’s buried in the past
But the fallen will not weep for us
When it’s our time to choose

It's just an idea [...]

bandcamp

Sweet Licorice And Bitter Cigarettes (with Wheelwright)(Fictive Sisters)

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Zapałki/Matches

A colaboration with the composer Oghamyst and the songwriter Mary Kils.

Music Is What Feelings Sound Like

Que fais-tu baby?

Theatre theme for the play Iphigenie auf Tauris by Goethe performed in Straubing in 2008

Iphigenie

(ever too late to shine )    



Now she lives among the stars
                                          
and the night is too dark without her
         
all the light from then till now
                                          
hasn’t found its way back to her

*



I had no heart to hear

all the bells that call on Sunday

just like a waterfall

they’ll stop falling someday

*


refrain:

       
Is it ever too late to shine

ever too late to shine
         
my love


     
Is it ever too late to shine
                      
ever too late to find
      
my love

*


I see her in a crowd 

I see her in the mirror

Her face is like a shroud

as my own grows dimmer 

*


If you find yourself a star

don't lose it in the wishin' 

you're still while it moves far

far beyond your vision

*


refrain

TASCAM DR-05

ever too late to shine (co-written with my friend)

'Speccyville' is a mixed genre track really and is simply a release of feelings of how I felt at the time of putting it together.

Or Is It All An Illusion

Speccyville

Psalm

Music : Janne Hennie & PJ Project
Lyrics & vocals : Janne Hennie

My Red Dancing Shoes W/ Janne Hennie

This song is a love story of sorts, a temptress who is luring in this man with her wild ways, getting him to leave his normal mundane life behind and live with her in the forest of blue. In my mind this had a fairy tale feel to it but with a darker element...  The music I feel works great with the piano and strings, giving it a great atmosphere and really fits in well with the storyline

Cat's Whiskers

the forest of blue (2 Rightly/Aine Parkes)

I sit on your doorstep - waiting for you to come down - i know that you are up there trying to turn your world around - As you put on your make-up you think about our breakup and how its affected you but still you're okay - and I put on my make-up and think about this breakup and i am surely not okay with what it's been doing to me - then you walk out you doorway yeah and I am waiting right there - your agenda is cold shoulder and the night just keeps getting colder and colder - then you you just graze right by me yeah - guess I'm a ghost from your past - what was it that changed you - am i - am i the one who changed you - should i wait for you to come home - no my friends would call me a creep - but I would own that label - if you would just talk to me - wish I could come upstairs made a mix tape of all the songs you love we can listen by the fireplace that's all that's all I've been dreaming of - I guess that I'm just getting old - and all the things that meant so much to us - have vanished in a cloud of dust - woman  woman who can we trust - then you walk out your doorway yeah I am waiting right there your agenda is cold shoulder and the night just keep getting colder and colder - I pass by your doorstep yeah everyday on my way to work and even though you haven't lived there for years i still see your face - was creeping on your Instagram - got a family and I'm still who I am I'm lost without your tenderness oh woman I'm so lost

Doorstep-

-Boston Area storytelling.  Remember you are only a true artist if you recognize the genius in somebody's else's work. Keep your ears open there is genius all around us.

Doorstep-

Eric Festa

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