Name: Final Goodbye by RETROSPECTION
Duration: 2 min 40 s
Description: This song was the consequence of a discussion I had with a friend regarding songs we would like to have played at our funerals. My friend then challenged me to write my own funeral song, which, of course I did!

We’ll thought out song! I like ve your cover.

You just Gotta say your Final Goodbye Sometimes

Sweet guitars and your lyrics are very poetic. "Remember my joy as your Father." That's just awesome, man.

Music by: Igor Iofe and Thomas Nakas 
Piano: Thomas Nakas @to_mi_nor
Trumpet: Igor Iofe @igoriofe-1
Art Cover by Luana Bento: www.instagram.com/offluaph
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This musical material is very dear to me and it came to me many years ago, in about 2002. I would walk to my bus stop to go to school or walk to the bazar always humming these few very simple chords. They were stuck in my head for quite some years. Strange that at that time I had never considered doing anything with this material. Maybe because I was very much occupied with abstract contemporary conceptual music back then. The older I become the more I appreciate clarity, simplicity and emotion in music rather than complexity and hidden abstract concepts. The time to unfold this material came 20 years after. Thomas Nakas aka @to_mi_nor brought it to life  by creating a beautiful piano part, structure and arrangement. This is our second EP and there are more works to come!

The improvisations are rough, meaning that I recorded them in one take with no corrections or editing and this represents the concept of this EP. Do we have to be perfect at all? Or is it maybe more important to honestly communicate your thoughts, your feelings, regrets, nostalgia?..

#tomi # Igor_Iofe

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A story-telling folk song about the English Civil War. Legend has it Oliver Cromwell sold his soul to the devil the night before the Battle of Worcester. He won the battle and the war, turning England into a republic for the first and only time, then died seven years to the day later - allegedly the term of his pact with the devil. But a "witness" claimed to have seen him arguing with the devil for twenty-one years, not seven. That's the detail that interests me. I grew up and went to my first school on the site of the battle of Worcester... and on the edge of the wood where Cromwell met the devil (allegedly).

Words, music and all instruments (guitar and various percussion) by me.

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This song was the consequence of a discussion I had with a friend regarding songs we would like to have played at our funerals. My friend then challenged me to write my own funeral song, which, of course I did!

Final Goodbye

Verse 1]
Every word I try to say just hits the floor,
Like broken glass they don’t hear me anymore.
Their faces twist, like I’m some kind of freak,
Guess my voice ain’t the sound they seek.

[Pre-Chorus]
I open up but the static screams,
They roll their eyes, I fade between—
All the cracks in their perfect speech,
Where my truth can’t ever reach.

[Chorus]
I talk in a different tongue,
And no one wants to hear it sung.
They stare like I’m out of line,
Like my thoughts ain’t worth their time.
I choke on every word I spit,
They laugh and I swallow it.
I talk in a different tongue,
Guess I’m better left undone.

[Verse 2]
Every room feels colder when I’m near,
Like I’m the silence they all fear.
They don’t get what’s inside my head,
So I let my voice stay dead.

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m tired of trying to translate pain,
They’ll never feel it all the same.
Their mouths move fast, I bite my tongue,
Just another song unsung.

[Chorus]
I talk in a different tongue,
And no one wants to hear it sung.
They stare like I’m out of line,
Like my thoughts ain’t worth their time.
I choke on every word I spit,
They laugh and I swallow it.
I talk in a different tongue,
Guess I’m better left undone.

[Bridge]
I’m not broken, I’m just wired wrong,
Built for noise, not their polite song.
I scream in colors they can’t see,
So they paint their world without me.

[Outro]
Every word still burns my throat,
Every truth I never wrote.
If I could speak and not be stung,
Maybe they’d hear my different tongue.

Different tongue

This is an album of country takes of songs already in my catalogue 🌹 It marks my first official release of my move as a hip-hop artist to a blues artist 🙏🏻 I'm even starting to pick up the pedal steel!! It will be in stores soon with Humbly Yours Records 😁🙏🏻

Gypsy Teal

a cupple who found themselfs with the help of magic

witchcraft lover

I am a solo recording artist who produces his own original music in Tweed Heads West, NSW, Australia.
 
My songs are released under the band name Retrospection. The joy and satisfaction I get from making music and sharing it, is my reward, although I do like to receive some recognition for my efforts!

Back in December 1963, after graduating from high school in Brisbane, QLD, Australia, I formed the rock band The Avengers in which I played lead guitar and sang backing vocals. We were semi-professional, playing any or all of the nights from Friday through to Sunday.

After two years I had to leave the band to take up a teaching career. Throughout my life I kept up (unpaid) entertainment as extra-curricular activities in the various schools in which I worked.

Unfortunately, I am no longer able to give live performances because of health problems.

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