plusses / with no mirror            |No Mirror = pluss - Negatives

Another piece with my friend @rosindust. Almost a tango. Or even a wordless love song.
And we are proud to say that it is a real home recording: I recorded guitars and double-bass in bedroom and she recorded her violin in the next room, the kitchen... just 6400 km away :)

In the picture, somewhere near Lucca, Tuscany, few years ago.

Here all our collaborations:
https://soundcloud.com/francescocartocci/sets/grazie-tatiana?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Composition and all arrangements: Francesco Cartocci

The gentle charmer - with Rosin Dust

Dear Marie
Scott Culver Thomson,
Copyright 2021

 

Check it over
Front to back
While I make some final changes to my
Angle of attack
If you stand right next to me
We could bribe the maître d
And I need you here 
Dear Marie

Check it over
Look inside
There’s a fire in the stove and
There’s a place that we could hide
Pass the bucket up to me
And I will fill the place with steam
But I need you here
Dear Marie

If I showed up unattended
And were I to leave the same
It could lead to speculation on
The reason that I came. 
So to stay above suspicion
That there’s something wrong with me
I need you here
Dear Marie

Check it over
Up and down
There’s a lake out in the woods
Where people sometimes go to drown
We could both go in together
Just to see how it would be
And I need you here
Dear Marie

Dear Marie

Till infinity   Version 28-8-2021
Thanks to Dennie Pol for singing along on this song.
https://youtu.be/WgtK2nFO3zM 


I'll be a refugee
Loving my enemy

Working secretly
Till infinity

Soon I'll be joining
The time team

Digging and scanning
to figure out
What the signals mean.

Till infinity
Remember vividly

Where we cmoe from
Steadily
Uncover history
And what we stumble upon

Demo discussion also welcome at 
https://www.songwriter-forum-kitchen.com/forum/songs-for-review/2/till-infinity/7100/

ISRC NL1BH2100012

Till infinity

Till infinity (featuring Dennie Pol)

I can't be the only MOTHER out there whose offspring fall asleep on the phone when you start "giving advice ?"

 This is a replay/re-recording of a real "conversation that took place..as I found myself singing to myself to a dial tone! This is a narrative with bits of an "Oldie" , l.e., Famous Song that always got me through a few heartaches! So Fellow Soundcloud Writers? FIND A PRETTY PICTURE OF YOUR DAUGHTER AND PUT IT UP THERE WITH "YOUR " ADVICE TOO! Social Media can help them with the bad times, too, now can't it ??? Only used mine so you're recognize ME...(I think my daughter might sue me if I used her's but I'm stll thinkin' about it!)
I'm leaving it   "VOICE RAW" and "Acapella", because poor Adriano is swamped with tracks to assemble for me.All of my other "Oldies" were sent to him acapella, too. because I just can't stand rigid rhythmic patterns  that affectthe meaning (s) of beautiful lyrics. All of his guitar parts were added later (and adjusted to fit my personal needs ?!)Lynda's not experienced in  Audacity's "effects" on the "spoken voice" and that harmony needs a bit of adjustment, but I'm  placing it here after a few emails back and forth with Mark Reitenga, whose writings I find to be extremely beneficial to setting standards for our youth. The lyrics are interchangeable, could be pertaining toa son, just as much as a daughter.   So, here's my " Advice to Our Daughters Suffering Young Heartaches!"I await your opinions, or, hey, your guitar accompaniment, " If the Spirit Moves Ya!" I suggest to anyone who'd liketo take a stab at an added guitar accompaniment in their favorite genre, who likes the "message" being given, write to me at LyndaFayeSmusic@gmail.com, and I'll send them the separate tracks. How's that ?
"Hello, Sweetie,"
I know you're broken-hearted, Sweetie,
 But, you know, 
Twenty years ago, your grandmother  gave me some advice
That got me through some of these times.
Now you try to remember this, too, OK?   Goodnight ?  ....Hello ?

He'll want a chance to make up for all the harm, he's done
.But only love can break a heart, 
Only love can mend it again.
He'll want to hold you and he'll promise to love you forever;
But only love can break a heart.
Only love can mend it again.
You'll find a new love,  a love much deeper
And it might be from just a friend.
Yes only love can break a heart.
Only love can mend it again.

" So, Sweetie, while you're healing from that broken heart...
Let's go do something...Fun!?  Let's go to the mall
,Let's take your friend whose heart was broken only less than a month ago...With us, remember ?" 

Only love can break a heart,
Only love, can mend...it...again.

Well, all former recordings of this song sounded a bit repetitive  too; When you got a good "hook chorus"....I say USE IT !
All New Lyrics Copyrighted by LyndaFaye
All former lyrics were copyrighted by Hal David, Burt Bacharach
Licensed to YouTube by UMG (on behalf of Varese Sarabande); PEDL, Warner Chappell, CMRRA, LatinAutor - PeerMusic, BMG Rights Management (US), LLC, UMPI, Wise Music Group, UMPG Publishing, ASCAP, ARESA, LatinAutorPerf, UNIAO BRASILEIRA DE EDITORAS DE MUSICA - UBEM, and 5 Music Rights Societies

" Hello, Sweetie!" LyndaFaye's Consoling Advice to Our Daughters Whose Hearts Have Been Broken!"

Maybe another Broadway track?

Verse One
I look forward to burning in hell,
With you by my side, I’m sure, as well,
We’ll scream and shout and let out a wail,
And no one around us will care
Not there, in hell.

Verse Two
I look forward to our time in hell,
No kindness, no goodness, no laughs to share,
Just moans and groans and thoughts of despair,
And no love between us as well, 
Not there, in hell. 

Verse Three
I look forward to our tears in hell,
That wash away hopes of life elsewhere
And flood us with streams of past despair
And no break from this mem’ry cell,
Not there, in hell. 

Chorus:

And you’ll wail with me, ill wail with you,
And you’ll scream with me, and i’ll scream with you,
  
And our days on earth will never grow pale,
those fights we had will always assail,
And this we’ll remember as our final knell:
Hey look! We did it! No chance to dispel.
We’ve turned our lives into a living hell

Bridge:

And you’ll wail with me, I’ll wail with you,
And you’ll scream with me, and i’ll scream with you,
And our days on earth will never grow pale,
We’ve turned those days into a living hell.

I Look Forward To Burning In Hell

YOURS cover

https://youtu.be/7uM3ddKQBS8
https://music.apple.com/us/album/toe-tappin-rock-single/1842389020
https://touchofthewood.bandcamp.com/track/toe-tappin-rock

Thank you!

Toe Tappin' Rock

The Finale of my 'Eyes' Album. I had three versions of the song, which I crashed together to create this....

The Eyes

Doctor Doctor Doctor (1998)

“Rant in D Minor”

Another song
Another lyric
Another generic hit
For others to mimic

Another film
Another director
With the hero’s vision
Of a tenured lector

Another painter
Another painting
Some colored canvas
For the cognoscenti

Another book
Another author
Who writes on life
With uninspired tender

But what’s it for?
What’s the purpose?
When modern art
Is modern circus

With truth so piddling,
Who’s even listening?

But the critics write
And the masses follow
And if you want more
Just wait for tomorrow

If art is dead
In pop’s holocaust
Then we’re only playing
So let’s give up the ghost

Another day
Another dollar
Another year
And you’ll feel even smaller

Another election
Another issue
Another politician
And this one lies, too

Another war
Another enemy
This one’s small
But, hey, there are many

Another purchase
Another thing
To add to the collection 
Of your other things

But what’s it toward?
And does it serve our purpose
When modern life
Just makes us nervous

Show me the living
The more-than-existing

But the papers print
And the money follows
And if you want change
Don’t dream of tomorrow

If truth is dead
Where’s your Pentecost?
Still we’re only playing
So let’s give up the ghost

They wake you in the morning
When you’ll live it all again
But what they never tell you
Is that history’s at its end
We’re no longer building up
We’re only filling out
The hearth has cracked
And we can’t heal it with clout
Lars pilfer from the temples
Celebrities preach from the stands
And everyone lives life like it’s normal
But I just can’t understand

What’s it for?
What’s the purpose?
When the modern dream’s
Expanded social services?

Are our dreams so middling
That now they’re crippling?

But the alarms they ring
And asleep we follow
And it you want the good life
Don’t wake up tomorrow

If life is vain
Then it has no cost
And we’re only playing
So let’s give up the ghost

But we’ll keep playing
At our hollowed customs
Like children playing
A game of twiddly-thumbs

Without even winning
Keep on spinning

And we’ll keep playing
So to feed the markets
Like desperate farmers
In barren gardens

But if truth is dead
And life’s a toss
Why’re we still playing
Let’s give up the ghost
give up the ghost
give up the ghost

- - -
Music by Corey Ball
Lyrics by August Lysy

Mastered by Spencer Martin

Rant in D Minor

© ℗ Ian Stokes. All Rights Reserved
Recorded at Deadline Studios, Leicester
Photography: Thanks to Nigel and Libby Hume at Hume Photography

Some Day Soon

Turn My Back on Whiskey

Turn My Back On Whiskey

the title of this ties to the album title, Raumdeuter! coined by soccer attacker Thomas Müller to describe his position, it means "interpreter of space" in German. to tie in the quote "art is how we decorate space, music is how we decorate time" by Alex Hutchings, this title is my thank you to all the time you've given my music thus far, and a hope that my music can keep you captivated and decorating your time. bless. all love.

Raumdeuter

I Wanna Decorate Yr Time

Music Video: https://www.facebook.com/NohaBeats/videos/1126621030864397/

I am excited to announce the premiere of the ‘Cornflakes’ music video and single. It began as a bedroom project in the summer of 2017 but continued to grow and develop through my time last fall in Berlin. 
This new song, made up of three distinct parts, is a musical journey through alluring beats, glitched out math rock, and shadowy electronica. In close collaboration with Director Max Novick and his visual team, we developed the provocative imagery to complement each phase of the song. The Lynchian narrative follows the story of a young man who's visit to the grocery store takes a strange psychological turn into the depths of alienation.


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Cornflakes

02 - 老妈火锅 - Hot Pot

Sample by Orchester Ennio Morricone "Once Upon A Time In The West"

Addio

THIS ABOUT A GIRL.

It will never be what you know....it's always going to be who you know...
Always trying to find underground styles..  a share of what makes my
heart a little stronger ...or summat that makes me screws ma face up,..and bang me head like a bell end!

THIS ABOUT A GIRL.

Hear Me Beats.

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