Recorded a little acoustic into my phone lofi and had great fun blending some orchestration for my wonderful older sister , clan chief and lionhearted ,

Aisling's Theme

Stefano Manotti -  Endless Road

Performed by Stefano Manotti

Written by Stefano Manotti

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Arrangement and mixing : Giulio Carmassi (ex Pat Metheny group)

Executive production and mastering : Paolo Schianchi and OmniaMusica Recording Studio


The wind of hope
Rushes through the night 
Like a swift bird passing by 
And a love light shines 
Silver in the distance
Where fatigue and sadness leave
And a need appears

I’m waiting to meet you 
On an endless road
With a free wind blowing even more

And you are a stranger
You are one of those
That could help inflame
inflame my soul

Now sadness plays the blues 
Without notes or beats
With a strong desire to erase 
Blank faces in the street


What you perceive 
Has just cooled inside
But the past, like a dream
Will always warm your cry 


I’m waiting to meet you 
On an endless road
With a free wind blowing even more

And you are a stranger
You are one of those
That could help inflame
inflame my soul

Endless Road

crossings

Our version of The Telescopes' Songs Of Love And Revolution, music and lyrics by Stephen Lawrie.

Songs Of Love And Revolution (a metal version)

Lyrics;
Aliens or Angels
Art Bell on the air one night
Said something streaked across the sky
So I searched the stars before morning light
In hope a spaceship would fly by

Watching what's been televised
Hey, are they watching me?
From some dimension as yet unknown
Beyond our technology

Are there Angels down from Heaven
That look out for our soul
Or aliens from outerspace
Who wait to take control

There's a limit to my vision
I'm only flesh and bone
I search for something out there
For some great unknown

Are they here now only waiting
for some fateful day
To show themselves in their true form
In some congenial way

Could eyes out in the universe
See this speck of dust
Orbiting a yellow star
Is someone watching us?

Are there Angels down from Heaven
That look out for our soul
Or aliens from outerspace
Who wait to take control

There's a limit to our vision
We're only flesh and bone
Are there Aliens or Angels
Or are we all alone

George Noory on the air tonight
Speaks of fire in the sky
I search the stars before  morning light
And pray that spaceships will fly by

Aliens Or Angels

Orchestral stealth w/ tense pauses & worrying moments
Flowing and dismal, featuring floating oboe and strings that create a mysterious, elusive mood.

Night Creatures

Cast of Characters:

Roy Roy – @user-967672349 – Roy – foundational guitar, composition, and arrangement
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- organ, electric piano, synth sax, synth strings, synth brass, production, and mix
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– whah guitar, and mastering
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums, percussion 
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – 4-string fretless bass

This song began as a well developed, funky disco idea Roy came up with on his guitar, and shared with JJ. JJ added a wonderfully complex orchestration of various keys, including brass, strings, and the sax solo you hear towards the end. 
  JJ invited Stephen Stephen first, who came up with the funky ass wah guitar that also carries the groove. Of course, JJ realized that this is a disco song, so he enlisted Ken to come up with one of his awesome beats to carry it along. JJ had a rudimentary bass line that he played himself, but decided to get Josh to do the honors instead. So, Josh came up with a totally new bass line designed to shake your cheeks.
Once it was in the can, we decided to ask have JJ mix it for us. This is a first time JJ has mixed a song for The Eclectic Collective, and we were all impressed with his work. Stephen mastered it, as he is a master masterer. 
  We're all really impressed and delighted with the experience of working with Roy and his music. He is a very talented artist with a lot of great music to check out on his page, too.
  We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it, and that it makes you shake your hips while you're doing the dishes, too!

Shag Carpet ( w/ The Eclectic Collective )

Still had time to taste some crystals of silence, before the devil began to distort the transparent symmetry.
Hands with arched nails pull up the white raw silk stockings to her knees; she feels a renewed spirit, even though she knows the stockings will eventually come down again.
You can already hear the mud walking outside.
She goes out to buy milk bread at the cafe, when she opens the door of the building; she gives in to the dream the primacy of guiding her, tiptoe over water lilies.
A sting each time a bottle was dropped at the bottom of the recycling bin, she thought of the neighbors who were still sleeping, would they receive messages in their dreams that weren't written on the bottles?
She was reading a book like an actress in rehearsal as she walked down the street in autopilot mode, her knuckles brushing against the fresh morning myths; she was possessed by images in the heavy, noisy air, lines of passion in fragmentation.
People running on the small stone walkway with burning pain in their knees and heels.
He arrives at the cafe, sits down on the terrace where the sun shines, a breath of coffee spreads in the air with mysterious symbols. Under the water mirror of a small lake, roots in the form of clock hands that do not give in to the call of time, clinging to childhood, giant egg in the center of the lake half out of water, has a crack, is full of blood, through the blood a way. In the distance, a rocky slope, dismembered, alienated trees.
Cobalt-blue bodice, pointers tremble little needle screams, shadows in the eyes of the titties, two twin chapels, between them goes the size of your soul, close your eyes and remain static, cathedral of flavors of private cultivation, the pink mouth gives itself naked in the open air a procession courting the skin. Fine silk on which a heart of light is drawn falls from her breasts, with her hands she brushes away things like abracadabra, awakened mystery, creator plush, desert cross, chalice between her legs, soda with bubbles, she plays the organ.
Tights tucked over the head
Horse with a tank top dress pulled over the head
A fishing boat pull rope
Pregnant belly blindfolded
Hair roots
Everything turned upside down
Egg

7-11-2024 translation in description

ANARS ! Attendez

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Midnight Ritual

see also page 1 to 8 and 2022
all composed and played by me.
https://vascoribeiromorais.bandcamp.com/?from=viewsite_dashboard

7-11-2024 translation in description

vasco ribeiro morais IX

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