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Too clever to seize
You'll never believe
Forever you'll freeze
Broken Bridges

Don't try to stake 
Wise guy, you take 
goodbye, forsake 
BB

You may point to fractured beams
Disjointed manufactured schemes
Those that belong declare their plans
Can anyone repair the span of BB

Just don't police
they'll break the peace
You, won't release
BB

Broken Bridges

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Created and performed by me & bitzone
I (voice, guitar, software synths, VST instruments, original Ableton composition)
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone (samples, percussion, additional synths, final arrangement, production)
124 BPM/C# minor

30 Years Ago

Today I am as lost as 30 years ago          
Arriving for the first time in New York     
                  
And driving through the dark                
The dark and dusty city                     

Driving through the dark                    
Driving through the dark                   


What I remember most?
The dirt and Brooklyn Bridge

The woman scream
That seemed to last forever

Right on a corner of the street
Right on a corner of the street

Against all chances
Against the world
I will take you there
Where love is born

Where love is born
Where love is born
Where love is born
Where love is born

I am lost as 30 years ago
30 years ago...

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30 Years Ago

New recording of this song that was in the finals of the NZ MLT songwriting awards 2010


Is This Who I Think It Is 

Another tumble ‘cross the dance floor
A tender hold onto someone I call my own 
A look into her eyes that lingers
Another drink that goes from loving hand to hand

Is this who I think it is
A touch and a blown kiss
I look at her
I look at him
Is this who I think it is

A frozen minute in a lifetime
I lurch and stumble to the dancers of the night 
As I push myself between them 
My life with her is playing out in black and white

I wonder at the blind man
Who was missing all the clues
Once a happy go lucky guy
Now with leaden shoes

I am dancing in a wasteland
She is speaking but I cannot hear a sound
Her face resigned to do to her duty
I can see him and his eyes are shifting round

Is This Who I Think It Is

Sometimes it all goes slow. 

image: Aubree Henrick

solstice solitaire

Original Song
Lyrics  
Life laid me flat with both hands behind it's back
And I was down for the count before the first bell ever rang
But life if you think I am gonna  pretty please my way through ya
Then you got another thing another thing coming

Cause 
I ain't  done yet
No, I ain't done yet
Sometimes I feel broken and buried in regret 
But I ain't done yet

Sometimes I wish life was like Christmas morning  
With all of its gifts piling under the tree
But life if you think I’ll quit cause your gifts aren’t wrapped and pretty 
Then you got another thing another thing coming

Cause 
I ain't  done yet
No, I ain't done yet
Sometimes I feel broken and buried in regret 
But I ain't done yet

Keep looking up
Keep looking up
Cause what can life show us with our eyes cast to the ground

I  may be weak but I won’t stop

Cause 
I ain't  done yet
No, I ain't done yet
I might sometimes feel broken and buried in regret 
But I ain't done yet

Ain't Done Yet

(Written by Terry Reeves)

Terry Reeves: Vocals
Gary Reeves: Drums
Hans-Michael Albers: All other instruments, arrangement & production

Illustration: 'Floating Man' by Enrique Mendez

I don’t believe in luck but I do feel very privileged to have two angels looking after me. My wife Jo and my daughter Charlotte have saved my life on three occasions keeping me alive until the ambulance arrived. I have been told that without their interventions I would not have survived.

Both have chosen not to believe in any God or indeed any outside power that can change our lives.  There may be many of you who disagree but these are the choices we make - each of us believes what we feel is best for us.  If a belief in a higher being helps give anyone’s life more meaning and guides them through each day, we have no argument with that at all.   

I think of Jo and Charlotte as my Atheist Angels.  The care they have given me during these close-to-death experiences shows what beautiful souls they are, always there for me at the time of greatest need.   

On every occasion, there were times when I truly thought that I was drawing my last breath, my existence disappearing as they fought to save me and all I could think of at the time was that, barring my brother Gal, all of my closest male antecedents died when they were just 63.  I was the same age during these episodes and I really didn’t want my name added to the sequence.  My Atheist Angels made sure that it wasn't.

Now I am 67, a proud grandfather, still around to enjoy the experience of watching my family thrive and grow.  There is another grandchild on the way later on this year and the more time I can spend with the love of my life Jo, the better and although my illness is not exactly how I planned things, I still try to enjoy every extra moment.

The continuation of ‘Cripple Club’ with Gal and Hans has been another unexpected bonus and we plan to keep going as long as we can. Here’s to the next song - I do hope you enjoy this one.   (Terry Reeves)

The whisper of a distance voice
Two angels arriving single choice
Keep breathing slow not too much
Your not leaving just stay in touch 

I’m floating yes I’m floating yes I’m floating floating away

A feeling of desperate final breath
Lonely moment no time to caress 
Fighting every 63rd dying thought
Surviving each gulp of air caught 

I’m floating yes I’m floating yes I’m floating floating away

Has time arrived to lay down still
Not accepted by two who really feel
More than one chance to live again
The Angels alongside helping pain

I’m floating yes I’m floating yes l’m floating floating away

Fight to avoid final thought of death
A fading light continues to suggest
Only time decides what, when and how
My Atheist Angels this time will not allow

I’m floating, yes I’m floating, yes I’m floating, I’m floating
I’m floating, yes I’m floating, yes I’m floating, I’m floating 
I’m floating, yes I’m floating, yes I’m floating,
Floating to stay……………………..cont

MY ATHEIST ANGELS - CRIPPLE CLUB

© 2023 Pantomime Riot

Fire drops walls can’t  protect
Filthy water that will infect
Bleached bones in the midday sun
Shots rattle from a distant gun
Into the trailer single file
Another misplaced juvenile
Stench is strong as heads are bowed
Tightly packed no bags allowed

Dark waters to a better path
Slide away from the aftermath
Heard tales of a promised land
Can’t be far now close at hand.

Dipping under rusted wire
Leaving the frying pan for the fire
Slip down to the rugged shore
Face pressed to the salty floor
Push against the currents force
Whispering voices plot a course
Waves crashing as you start to slide
There’s no sign of the other side

Dark waters to a better path
Slide away from the aftermath
Heard tales of a promised land
Can’t be far now close at hand

Dirty bandage fallen slack.
Hands burnt from the last attack.
Biometrics have been destroyed.
The guard looks tired and seems annoyed.
Status can’t be verified
Documents won’t be supplied.
Ushered off to the holding cell.
Your latest twisted living hell.

Dark waters to a better path
Slide away from the aftermath
Heard tales of a promised land
Can’t be far now close at hand.

EARLY BRIGHT

PROMISED LAND

This guitar based ambient track is another track from my "Endless Oceans"https://soundcloud.com/abloamberelli/sets/pablo-camberelli-sea-sounds project I have slowly been working on. These tracks are inspired from my long sea passages as a sailor on deep sea vessels in my earlier life. 
Thank you for all the great support you have shown me after my long absence I really do appreciate it ... love and peace ..Pablo
Music,composition,orchestration,arrangement, production Pablo https://soundcloud.com/abloamberelli/tracks
Mix & master Retrotone https://soundcloud.com/pablocambo
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Becalmed//Picking up the wind

Becalmed//Picking Up The Wind

We did another piece , so maybe we will keep doing it 

Aporia is
Dani Kirby: piano
Bruce Musser: guitar
Dane Renshaw: drums
Mat Ward: electric bass

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