👏👏Beautiful Antonio 👏👏
(Sorry Antonio I’ve had nasty Northern Canadian 🇨🇦weather since January 17 , it was minus-58 Celsius for over 2weeks , lost my electric power & internet for  almost a month.. )

👏the choir pieces are beautiful.. I’m listening to all your tracks I’ve missed right now
👏👏👏👏👏Bravo👏👏👏👏👏

Un coro che si eleva come una preghiera sincera, avvolgendo l’ascoltatore in un’atmosfera di raccoglimento e speranza. Le voci si fondono con armonia, trasmettendo un senso di fiducia e apertura verso qualcosa di più grande. C’è una profondità emotiva che risuona nell’eco delle melodie, come un dialogo interiore che trova risposta nel silenzio. Un brano che parla direttamente all’anima.

— Francesco Adornetto

@emma-valentine-275735097: Thank you very much!

Very nice, Antonio.  Ver mild and welcoming.



 you very much for listen to Stina ,appriciate it / <3
music/instrumentals/voal/lyrics/mix/master/compose/production and final producer / Stina Crow 2025

Frozen Winds

A complete re-recording in the key played live. It was one of those recordings that sounded really messy. Dropping the fader on the acoustic guitar I'd started the whole thing off with revealed a different direction highlighting case and drums. It's about females who stand up for the community against arrogance and male chauvinism and I see them in my work environment - this song is about them..

Miss Rocket Launcher

Hey hey you this Joan of Arc - Miss Rocket Launcher
Love you sending into space – those flying saucers
Your eyes they dart and sense corrosion
You’re leaning forward in silky motion
You know who is fit to govern
For those who aren’t they get concussion
Your elbows dent the seats of power
Your rocket roars it’s getting louder

Hey hey you Sister of Mercy – Miss Rocket Launcher
Love it that they’re on your mind – the poor and poorer
When you sense their exploitation
Your voice it cracks and lips are brazen
I’d hate to be your target right then
A volley gone to crack their heads
We’re hungry like Cohen’s Partisan
We’ll force ‘em to the stones and hear the doors slam 

Room dust scatters as your strident voice rises
Tables go silent as you render the kaisers

Hey hey you this Mother Theresa – Miss Rocket Launcher
Can feel the warmth inside of you – and getting warmer
When they wallow in their greed
You let one go and make em all flee
I’m feeling for the hem of your gown
The reverent touch the best to be found
I know that you will win in the end
And sharing it with you – what a send

Ms Rocket Launcher

Can’t chase the days
They’re gone
You can find out what is left of you
trading your ways
for a life of gratitude
send her this song
before the train leaves out of Berney Arms

Play to this paltry rhyme
Stay near the edge of time
Tides of tears still drying
Fear so cold, melt the ice with fire

The glow
Of that darkened window
Save my soul
For the haunted kingdom
Hear the train, once again, my babe
Wring the nape of all that God creates

Hear the train once, again, my babe
Wring the nape of all that God creates

Element

Let The Music Play On

IL SIGNORE È IL MIO PASTORE Salmo 22(23)
Brano n. 11 di  “SALMODIANDO”  
Meditazioni musicale sui Salmi di A. Porrino

THE LORD IS MY SHEPHERD Psalm 22(23)
Song no. 11 of “SALMODIANDO”
Musical meditations on the Psalms by A. Porrino

(Testo delle voci  soprane)
Il Signore è il mio pastore,
Il Signore è il mio pastore:
non manco di nulla,
su pascoli erbosi mi fa riposare,
ad acque tranquille mi conduce.
Mi rinfranca, mi guida per il giusto cammin,
per amor del suo nome. Il Signor è il mio pastor.

Se dovessi camminare in una valle oscura,
non temerei alcun male, perché tu sei con me.
Sicurezza mi danno il tuo bastone e il tuo vincastro.
Davanti a me tu prepari una mensa
sotto gli occhi dei miei nemici,
cospargi di olio il mio capo, trabocca il mio calice.

Felicità e grazia mi saranno compagne
tutti i giorni della mia vita
e nella casa del Signore abiterò
per lunghissimi anni.

The Lord is my shepherd;
I shall not want.
He makes me to lie down in green pastures;
He leads me beside the still waters.
He restores my soul;
He leads me in the paths of righteousness
For His name’s sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil;
For You are with me;
Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.

You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies;
You anoint my head with oil;
My cup runs over.
6 Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me
All the days of my life;
And I will  dwell in the house of the Lord
Forever.

IL SIGNORE È IL MIO PASTORE Salmo 22(23)

QUANDO TI INVOCO (SALMO 4)
Brano n. 5 di “SALMODIANDO”
Meditazioni musicale sui Salmi di A. Porrino

WHEN I CALL TO YOU (PSALM 4)
Song no. 11 of “SALMODIANDO”
Musical meditations on the Psalms by A. Porrino

Quando ti invoco, rispondimi, Signor.
Dio mia giustizia: mi hai liberato dalle angosce.
Pietà di me, la preghiera mia ascolta.
Risplenda su di noi, Signor, la luce del volto tuo.
Hai messo nel mio cuore più gioia
di quando abbondano vino e frumento.
In pace mi corico e mi addormento:
tu solo, Signore, mi fai riposare al sicuro.
“Offrite sacrifici di giustizia e confidate nel Signore”

When I call upon you, answer me, Lord.
God my justice: you have freed me from anxieties.
Have mercy on me, listen to my prayer.
May the light of your face shine upon us, Lord.
You have put more joy in my heart
when wine and wheat abound.
In peace I lie down and fall asleep:
you alone, Lord, make me rest safely.
“Offer sacrifices of righteousness and trust in the Lord”

Quando Ti Invoco (Salmo 4)

The first of a four-part suite incorporating, re-orchestrating and expanding the themes originally written for my 2022 track "Year in a Day".

Winter to Spring

'bestowed' 
https://www.instagram.com/p/DGMLO6SOijI/?next=%2F

When I waken from my sleep,
and you're laying next to me,
somewhat tangled under sheets,
my heart sings with ecstasy. 

Please don't ever let me go.
If you don't love, let me know.
Otherwise, babe, let it show,
and I will bask your love bestowed. 

For I forever only want you.

bestowed

Funny how often it happens.  

The (always rather uncomfortable) global status quo is disrupted as a stone of change plops into the pond of life, and from the ripples in the political ecosystem, tensions rise, international welcome mats are quietly pulled in and the nationalistic tub-thumping begins, always led by those with least to lose.   The language of politics shifts from the diplomatic to the pugilistic, and before you know where you are "leaders" keen to ride the opportunistic wave start eyeing up tracts of land, peoples and resources that don’t belong to them.  Bizarre, sham alliances are enacted to justify or enable ridiculously short term lunatic, greed-driven objectives, and eventually, even sensible folk start changing the way they behave - puffed out chests, strange salutes, - and ultimately start changing the way they dress and appear in public - comedic logo'd hats, odd moustaches,  funny trousers, armbands and the like.  Ah, probably just a European thing…

Anyhoo - only one way to counter the playground bully, and that is to laugh at him.  So I thought I’d quickly murder this lovely old 1927 classic of Frank Stokes and Dan Sane “Mr Crump Don’t Like It”.  I know they won’t mind.  (Especially the marvelously named Mr. Sane…..)

Check out the fabulous original here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g326DgRahxc

Pick up the guitar tab from Steve James' brilliant "Fingerstyle Blue Songbook"

As a great human being once sang, "When will we ever learn?  When will we ever learn?"

Thanks for dropping by: go peacefully, and with an inner smile.
_______________________________________________________________________________

Mr. Trump Don’t Like It

Mr. Trump don’t like it, he won’t have it here.
Mr. Trump don’t like it, he won’t have it here..…no sir…
Mr. Trump don’t like it, won’t have it here,
Got a bee in his bonnet ‘bout Volodymyr
Mr. Trump don’t like it, he won’t have it here…..maybe Greenland….

Well he loves his tariffs, fair trade such a pain
Well he loves his tariffs, fair trade such a pain… likes to deal…
But he won’t make America great again 
By beating up innocent sweet Ukraine
Ah he loves his tariffs, fair trade such a pain.…. Here come da boys…..

He’s coming down on Europe, loves his new pal Vlad…hey - what’s not to like?
He’s coming down on Europe, loves his new pal Vlad
He’s coming down on Europe, loves his new pal Vlad
The only true love he ever had
He’s coming down on Europe, loves his new pal Vlad….ah, such lovely couple….

Mr Trump  Don’t Like It

Dont fear the moon

1. The fetus "devours" it's mother while in uterus, depriving her from numerous nutrients, causing her many discomforts through the pregnancy.
2. Each femininity is being "devoured" by her menstrual flow from it's start till it ends.
3. Each woman is being "devoured" while existing in patriarchal societies.
4. You name it...
Oh, sometimes I wish I could crawl back into my mother's womb.
Thank you Simone :)

Devour

I'm Antonio Porrino (Tonino).
Graduated in Physics in March 1979, I was Researcher in Theoretical Nuclear Physics at the "Federico II" University of Naples until November 2019.
I studied music, initially at the Conservatory of San Pietro a Maiella in Naples and then self-taught piano, organ and composition.
I have been married to Anna since July 1982 and we have 5 children, Fabio, Luca, Francesca, Cecilia, Vincenzo and 2 grandchildren, Antonio and Sofia, Fabio's children, married to Sara.
I founded the polyphonic choir "Vicus Novanensis" in 1992 and in 2019 "I Cantori di Maria", which have collected the legacy of the numerous "long distance adoptions" of the previous choir.
The musical activity takes place mainly at the "Pontifical Minor Basilica of Maria Santissima Assunta" in Santa Maria a Vico (Italy).
I have composed music of various genres.
My music would like to express and transmit feelings of peace, serenity and joy, contrasting those of war, hatred and oppression that seem to prevail on planet Earth, causing the degradation of the natural environment that guards us.
Some of my music is also on youtube (porrinomusic)

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Sono Antonio Porrino, per tutti Tonino.
Laureato in Fisica nel marzo 1979, sono stato Ricercatore di Fisica Nucleare Teorica presso l'Università "Federico II" di Napoli fino a novembre 2019. 
Ho studiato Musica, inizialmente presso il Conservatorio di San Pietro a Maiella di Napoli e poi pianoforte, organo e composizione da autodidatta.
Sono sposato con Anna dal luglio 1982 e abbiamo 5 figli, Fabio, Luca, Francesca, Cecilia, Vincenzo e 2 nipoti, Antonio e Sofia, figli di Fabio, sposato con Sara. 
Ho fondato nel 1992 il Coro polifonico "Vicus Novanensis" e nell'anno 2019 "I Cantori di Maria", che hanno raccolto l'eredità delle numerose "adozioni a distanza" del precedente coro. 
L'attività musicale si svolge prevalentemente presso la "Basilica Pontificia Minore di Maria Santissima Assunta" di Santa Maria a Vico (Italy). 
Ho composto brani musicali di vario genere. 
La mia musica vorrebbe esprimere e trasmettere sentimenti di pace, di serenità e di gioia, contrastando quelli di guerra, odio e sopraffazione che sembrano prevalere sul pianeta Terra, provocando la degradazione dell'ambiente naturale che ci custodisce.
Alcune delle mie musiche sono anche su youtube (porrinomusic)

Quando Ti Invoco (Salmo 4)

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