So beautiful playing. I really admire your technicals skills and even more the feeling you put in every note.

Wonderful technique- charming, relaxing song 👏🔥

excellent my friend. I love Bossa. sounds quiet, enjoyable.. clever playing. excellent music

CAT LOOKS FOR ROBIN UNDER THE SUMMER MOON

LONELY DAYS ARE HERE AGAIN LONELY NIGHTS
NO MORE JOY NO MORE PAIN OUT OF SIGHT
SITTING IN MY GARDEN, MAN, A ROBIN FOR A FRIEND
PLENTY OF SUSPENDED TIME ON MY HANDS
NOW I’M HERE HERE AND NOW
THAT’S WHERE I STAND
ROCKING IN MY ROCKING CHAIR
MADE OF AIR

LONELY DAYS ARE HERE AGAIN LONELY NIGHTS
NO MORE BALLS NO MORE CHAIN WELL ALRIGHT
SIPPING AT MY ICE COOL BEER THE ROBIN FOR A FRIEND
NEVER MIND THE BITTER END IN THE END
NOW I’M HERE NOW I’M HERE
NOW I’M HERE 
AND HERE TO STAY
CHECKING THE PALM OF MY HAND
MADE OF SAND

LONELY DAYS ARE HERE AGAIN LONELY NIGHTS


NOW I’M HERE NOW I’M HERE
AND HERE I AM
HERE COMES THE CHILL OF THE FALL
MADE OF GOLD

LONELY DAYS ARE HERE AGAIN LONELY NIGHTS
WITH A BROKEN HEART TO MEND 
AND A ROBIN FOR A FRIEND
NOW I’M HERE

THE ROBIN (Lyrics)

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.   Featuring Vibraphone solo. Hammond B3 Organ solo. Soprano Sax solo. Acoustic stand-up Bass. Gibson L5 Electric Guitar Rhythm. Hammond B3 Organ Rhythm. Viola Background. Violin, Background. Cello, background. Drums full kit. Percussion. Zildjan 22" Ride & Crash Cymbal.

Cannery Row

Cat Nip

Summer Bossa

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A song in an old tradition, with the wonderful Nadia Selvaggi. 
I recommend that you go and listen to her lovely music https://soundcloud.com/nadiaselvaggi

Oh, where is my love

Oh, where is my love
Oh, where has he gone
He has gone to the war
With fathers and sons
To fight for our right
to live a peaceful life
To safeguard the future 
of daughters and wives
To fight those other men
With rockets and knives

They were once our neighbours
Our cousins and our friends
We would live together
Brothers without end
How could they turn against us
What twisted reason wends
To create this wicked violence
To hell we will descend

Oh where is my loved one
I have heard not a word since he left our home
I fear I have lost him 
I have heard not a word
Please return to me my darling with the swiftness of a bird
Please fly to me my darling with the swiftness of a bird

They were once our neighbours (etc as above)


Oh, where is my love
Oh, where has he gone
He has gone to the war
With fathers and sons
To fight for our right
to live a peaceful life
To fight those other men
Who have daughters and wives

Oh, Where Is My Love (with Nadia)

Music: Little Man Project & Janne Hennie
Lyrics & vocals: Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix: Little Man Project

Lyrics: 

In the morning I need coffee
Sleepy eyes, a dry mouth
My hair stands straight up
I have to wake up
All I need is my coffee

That is all I need
To live, love and breathe..

During the day I need water
And some food, to feel good
With more coffee, in my body
I can continue the work I do

That is all I need
To live, love and breathe..

When it becomes afternoon
I am hungry, need some dinner
And to rest on the sofa
With more coffee to stay awake

That is all I need
To live, love and breathe..

That is all I need
To live, love and breathe..

In the morning I need coffee
Sleepy eyes, a dry mouth
My hair stands straight up
I have to wake up
All I need is my coffee

But in the evening, no more coffee
Just need my baby right beside me
Need some love
Need some heat
Before I close my eyes to sleep

That is all I need
To live, love and breathe...

That Is All I Need

Hope and good times forever...never stop dreaming

Soulution

The Dewdrops in the morning have started to be frozen instead of its true form .. still nice to watch them cover the grass all white.

Enjoy!

Dewdrops

Silence

Lost New Wave Instrumental

Where Is She (Original)

coast

Ultra Mundum

First track of a new album where I'll try to be more eclectic, with closer approach to some genres. Experimented on this one over-editing vocal line on the left, and getting midi files out of organic guitar melodies, which I could play with virtual instruments. I hope you'll enjoy a different Ruizzoid shape.

Dedicated to Germán Coppini’s ‘Golpes Bajos’, one of my favorite groups of the Spanish ‘Nueva Ola’.

Pic: “Trapped in the past”, taken by me casually in the street.

Lyrics (original/translated):

NO TODO ACABA (JUGUETES ROTOS)  /  NOT EVERYTHING ENDS (BROKEN TOYS)

Hazme pensar que no todo acaba,  /  Make me think that not everything ends,
hay cosas en la vida que no cambian nada.  /  there are things in life which don’t change at all.
Hazme pensar que no estás gastada,  /  Make me think that you are not worn,
que el paso de los años no te cambió nada.  /  that the passing years didn’t change you at all.

Hazme pensar que no todo acaba.(bis)  /  Make me think that not everything ends. (bis)

Juguetes rotos, muñecas olvidadas,  /  Broken toys, forgotten dolls,
la imagen de mi espejo parece cansada.  /  the image from my mirror seems to be tired.
La voz de la noche ya no me llama,  /  The voice of the night doesn’t call me anymore,
me  resisto a pensar que todo se acaba.  /  I refuse to think that everything ends.

Hazme pensar que lo nuestro no acaba  /  Make me think that our thing doesn’t end
cuando despierte por la mañana.  /  when I wake up in the morning.
Hazme pensar en ti con calma,  /  Make me think about you calmly,
hazme creer que te tengo amarrada.  /  make me think that I get you tied up.

Hazme pensar que no todo acaba.(bis)  /  Make me think that not everything ends. (bis)

Hazme pensar que no todo acaba,  /  Make me think that not everything ends,
hazme creer que aún estoy en casa,  /  make me think that I’m still at home,
hazme pensar que duermo entre sábanas,   /  make me think that I sleep between sheets,
hazme pensar que nada cambia.  /  make me think that nothing changes.

Hazme pensar que no todo acaba.(bis)  /  Make me think that not everything ends. (bis)

ER31FI01 RUIZZO©1996 – FRANCÉS RECORDS®2016

No todo acaba (Juguetes rotos)

Dynamic dialog between voice and guitar (one-shot recorded), over a very syncopated rhythm. Epic words and guitar solos, showing some rock background.

Dinámico diálogo entre voz y guitarra (todavía grabado del tirón) sobre un ritmo muy sincopado. Toques épicos en letra y solos de guitarra, dejando entrever entrañas de rock.

Lyrics/Letra:

Ya queda poco, ya queda poco,
poco para regresar. 
Ya queda poco, ya queda poco,
sólo una semana más.

Una historia que contar,
un secuestro a voluntad,
una meta que cumplir,
el orgullo de mamá.

Ya queda poco, ya queda poco,
poco para regresar. 
Ya queda poco, ya queda poco,
sólo una semana más.

Cuántas horas sin dormir,
sin salir y sin soñar
¿Qué ha venido a hacer aquí
el orgullo de mamá?

Ya queda poco (El orgullo de mamá)

Guitarist, multi-genre composer, keyboard & bass player (mostly self-taught). Music librarian and philosopher (I am retired now).
Music is new dimension of life.
“That is an artist as I love artists, modest in his needs: he really wants only two things, his bread and his art - panem et Circen.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, Twilight of the Idols

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Summer Bossa

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