Shook

Only Jah Jah Knows - Kanaka Fyah ft Ranz Napeahi

Come On, It's Just Over the Next Hill

It's an old poem from the 14th century, by Hafez.
Adapted to our times.

Admit something:

Everyone you see, you say to them, “love me”
of course you do not do this out loud,
otherwise someone would call the cops.

Still though, think about this, this great pull in us to connect.
why not become the one who lives with a full moon in each eye
that is always saying,
with that sweet moon language,
What every other eye in this world is dying to hear?

With that moon language

Strangers

Acoustic To Your Face

The Wrong One

Written during a writing workshop, in which I pulled the card "limitless".

The chorus is heavily inspired from lines in Andrea Gibson's "Good light" poem you can find here: https://www.reddit.com/r/Poetry/comments/o8bof9/poem_good_light_andrea_gibson/

Lyrics:

I am limitless
in my thirst of knowledge
about myself and falling leaves
I feel limitless
about my search for peace
the certainty of getting there

Come, Love
Make me better than I was
there's no minute we will get back
Come, teach me
a kinder way to say my name

I will be limitless
in uncovering what makes you tick
in running through fields of doubt
We are limitless
and i will strive to convince you
nothing's unique about our needs
we are all roots who need a roof

Comem, Love...

Limitless

Kill Him

I found this unmixed and abandoned WIP from back in January - it wasn't quite a stylistic fit for this project but there's a lot going on melodically that may be interesting to you?

Idea for Song 250122 (Elevators)

BOOGIE

Non conformist composer and producer, at times songwriter. Experimenting with sounds. For the full UX, use 🎧 you will not regret it.
All tracks are AI-free.
https://www.youtube.com/@pierrebernasconi1010/videos
DC area. 
Always looking for new collabs. Also love finding new music to listen on here!

Hardware: Minilogue, Cobalt 8x, LTD guitar, Focusrite
Software: Reaper DAW and too many VSTs 😁

“Books are finite, sexual encounters are finite, but the desire to read and to fuck is infinite; it surpasses our own deaths, our fears, our hopes for peace.”
~Roberto Bolano

Limitless

Pierre Bernasconi

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