PANDEMIC - Text by Flavio Pozzaglio

I walk around hide my face
From the looks and I guess who you are

Eyes that seek each other
To understand what is wrong now

I draw a circle around now I'm in my space
Nothing must invade my field
but i feel lonely and tired i live only online

Papapa Pandemic parara pa pa papapapa

It does not go away

Pararapapapapapapa

(Marimba only)

I draw a circle around now I'm in my space
Nothing must invade my field
but i feel lonely and tired i live only online

Papapa Pandemic parara pa pa papapapa

It does not go away

Pararapapapapapapa

Papapa Pandemic parara pa pa papapapa

It does not go away

Pararapapapapapapa



PANDEMIA - Testo di Flavio Pozzaglio

Giro in giro nascondo il mio volto
Dagli sguardi e immagino chi sei

Occhi che si cercano
Per capire ciò che ora non va

Traccio un cerchio attorno ora sono nel mio spazio
Nulla deve invadere il mio campo 
ma mi sento solo e stanco vivo solo on-line

Papapa Pandemia parara pa pa papapapa

Non va via

Pararapapapapapapa

(Solo Marimba)

Traccio un cerchio attorno ora sono nel mio spazio
Nulla deve invadere il mio campo 
ma mi sento solo e stanco vivo solo on-line

Papapa Pandemia parara pa pa papapapa

Non va via

Pararapapapapapapa

Papapa Pandemia parara pa pa papapapa

Non va via

Pararapapapapapapa


Dep 27 febb 2021

Pandemia

PANDEMIA

jah - Andrei G remix

Air On The G String, J. S. Bach
* the Air movement
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made a version where I try to capture a more heaven like feeling like paradise, choir and so on..make it about happiness : )

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Who was Air on the G String written for?
Air on the G-String by Bach

The original orchestral suite was written by Bach for his patron Prince Leopold of Anhalt some time between the years 1717 and 1723.


"Air on the G String", also known as "Air for G String" and "Celebrated Air", is August Wilhelmj's 1871 arrangement of the second movement of Johann Sebastian Bach's Orchestral Suite No. 3 in D major, BWV 1068.

Air On The G String, J. S. Bach

Walk By My Side

ISCARIOT

Soundscape #11 - Misty River

Open collab offer for some dubbing or whatever you bring :))))
Let me know if you want without the guitar

Primrose Riddim - open collab offer

Written by Terry Reeves
Terry Reeves: Vocals
Hans Albers:  All instruments, Arrangement & Production

SC Version Video: https://youtu.be/uHu4SAWhysc  
Dark Version Video: https://youtu.be/AZQoKfJCTYA 

You may be wondering how this song acquired the title it did.  These very words were actually said to me by one of my wife Jo's three long-standing and very close friends.  Over the years, they had all entered into long-term partnerships which, for differing reasons, ended very sadly, resulting in them being left on their own.  So I was, in a manner of speaking, last man standing.

When they needed a male presence, I was volunteered to help in a variety of ways, e.g. being a pretend boyfriend when one of them was being pestered by someone in whom they were not interested.  There are many more instances I could recount, some of which were definitely in the ‘very unusual’ category but I was always happy to be of help if I possibly could.  Besides which, they often turned out to be exceedingly amusing.

Fast forward a few years to when I was diagnosed with MS, which brought about a condition called Trigeminal Neuralgia, causing pain the like of which I’d not known before.  After a spell taking hefty painkilling drugs that basically turned me into a kind of zombie, my MS specialist suggested ‘Gamma Knife Procedure’.  

This involves (and I kid you not) a metal helmet being screwed directly into your skull at four strategic points, rendering your head totally immobile so that radioactive rays can, with pinpoint accuracy, be fired at your Trigeminal Nerve.  It is indeed a singular sensation to feel blood trickling down your face as said helmet is fixed into place but the benefits that ensued were more than worth the temporary inconvenience.  I was pretty much pain-free for the next two years, after which it did return but all things considered, was extremely pleased with the result.

To celebrate, a dinner party was thrown in my honour, a splendid time guaranteed for all.  It was here that Jo’s friend, whose husband had sadly died, uttered the immortal phrase.  It caused much laughter, as it rightly should have.  I wasn’t in the least offended and, anyway, my very first thought was “What a great title for a song”.

Once again, deep thanks are due to Hans for not only producing two brilliant versions of this song but videos to go with each (links above).  The man has a depth of talent of which others can only dream, myself included.  Thanks so much for listening.  (Terry Reeves)

I was invited to a party
I tingled with the chance
To talk about the future
Step in and out of the past
Who’s that man in the corner?
Wearing a helmet on his head?
This is just my day wear
The gamma ray gun Doctor said
(I heard someone say)

Why ain't you not dead yet?
Why are you still here?
Why are you the only man?
Who smiles and has no fear?

We talked about the weather
And laughed about the grass
The world is tasting plastic
And it doesn't seem to last
Who's that man in the corner? 
With the radiation smile
The glow won't last for ever
Why not enjoy it for a while?
(I heard someone say)

Why ain't you not dead yet?
Why are you still here?
Why are you the only man?
Who has ten layers of veneer? 

We shared some special moments
And showed the battle scars
A pigment of growing older
Figments hidden in a jar
Who's that man in the corner? 
Four holes drilled into his head
Tried to screw me to the wall
Keep me standing and out of bed
(I heard someone say)

Why ain't you not dead yet?
Why are you still here?
Why are you the only man?
Who we seem to volunteer?

Why ain't you not dead yet?
Why are you still here?
Why are you the only man?
Who floats in this atmosphere?

Why ain’t you not dead yet?
I may not be really here
If my name gets mentioned 
I want a smile and not a tear

Keep smiling, I want to smile
Keep smiling, Give me a smile
I want to smile, I want to smile
Yeah, smile...

WHY AIN'T YOU NOT DEAD YET? - Cripple Club & Hans Albers (Video links with description)

My Man Andrew On Drums

In Sabbath We Trust

National Acrobat

'Just Blue Sky' (Live) by Acoustic Growl (Richard Barry)

'Just Blue Sky' (Live)

This is the fourth part of the story of Veronique and Jeremiah, going backwards in time.
The music and cover artwork is by the wonderful BoxTox https://soundcloud.com/user-247600493 based on his 'I Remember My Friends and How We Used To Play' https://soundcloud.com/user-247600493/i-remember-my-friends-and-how-we-use-to-play Thank you Jonas : )
I added the bass, story and vocal. 
Today the Welsh Senedd (Parliament) has outlawed smacking children.

Jeremiah was a naughty boy
His daddy told him so
Though he tried to be a good boy
and he tried with all his might
He couldn't make them happy
He never seemed to get it right

Veronique was pale these days
At times he'd see her shaking
I love you mummy he would say
To try and make her better
But that just seemed to make things worse
It just seemed to upset her

I'll look after us mummy
Jeremiah said
Stroking Veronique gently as she lay upon the bed
Let's go to the picnic on Saturday
That would be lots of fun
Perhaps, if we ask her nicely
Dominique could come?

Your daddy is a nasty man
and he's never coming back
When Jeremiah thought about
The things that he would lack
He wouldn't miss his daddy
Or his shouting or his smacks

ISCARIOT

SANDERS