fantastic track, love the swing groove and the string instruments... digging it

Wonderful guitar 🎸 I like how you interact  with the drums 🥁.

so smooth and easy to listen to..like the pace change at about 200...

The burning eternal question - do you love me?
Do you love me, you love me?
Well so do people who sell ice-cream
They'll say anything, they think I'd like to hear

Do yo love me like they do?

Hey girl, you better watch out
cos people care not for what you may
Though it's written on their faces
They hide behind sweet words

Anybody for ice-cream (or tennis)?
(a nod to @nic_nic_nic: Nic for tennis suggestion)

Live Studio recording, engineered by Darren Flynn
Drums Steve O'Keeffe (The Pale/BluesConfidential  www.bluesconfidential.com
https://soundcloud.com/bluesconfidential) 
Bernard Byrne (The Pale)
Lead vocals, BV, guitar, art by Suzanne Ledwith

Change of Address

Hey Ho

"Up in the Gallery" (German: "Auf der Galerie") is a short piece of fiction written by Franz Kafka. It was created between November 1916 and February 1917 and published in the collection „Ein Landarzt“ (A Country Doctor) in 1919. The story offers two versions of a scene in which a young man watches a circus ringmaster and a woman on horseback. (Wikipedia)

The picture shows a section of: At The Circus Fernando, The Rider
by Henri Toulouse-Lautrec (1888)

Public domain translation by Ian Johnston (November 2003)                     


Up in the Gallery

If some frail tubercular lady circus rider 
were to be driven in circles around and around 
the arena for months and months 
without interruption 
in front of a tireless public 
on a swaying horse 
by a merciless whip-wielding 
master of ceremonies, 
spinning on the horse, 
throwing kisses and swaying at the waist, 
and if this performance, 
amid the incessant roar 
of the orchestra and the ventilators, 
were to continue into 
the ever-expanding, gray future, 
accompanied by applause, 
which died down and then swelled up again, 
from hands which were really steam hammers, 
perhaps then a young visitor to the gallery 
might rush down the long stair case 
through all the levels, 
burst into the ring, and cry “Stop!” 
through the fanfares 
of the constantly adjusting orchestra.


But since things are not like that,
(Since things are not like that…rep.)         

since a beautiful woman, in white and red, 
flies in through curtains 
which proud men in livery open in front of her, 
since the director, 
devotedly seeking her eyes, 
breathes in her direction, 
behaving like an animal, and, as a precaution, 
lifts her up on the dapple-gray horse, 
as if she were his grand daughter, 
the one he loved more 
than anything else,
as she starts a dangerous journey, 
but he cannot decide to give the signal with his whip 
and finally, 
controlling himself, gives it a crack, 
runs right beside the horse with his mouth open, 
follows the rider's leaps with a sharp gaze, 
hardly capable of comprehending her skill, 
tries to warn her by calling out in English, 
furiously castigating the grooms holding hoops, 
telling them to pay the most scrupulous attention, 
and begs the orchestra, with upraised arms,
to be quiet before the great jump, 
finally lifts the small woman down from the trembling horse, 
kisses her on both cheeks, 
considers no public tribute adequate, 
while she herself, leaning on him, 
high on the tips of her toes, 
with dust swirling around her, 
arms outstretched and head thrown back, 
wants to share her luck with the entire circus—
since this is how things are, 
the visitor to the gallery puts his face on the railing and, 
sinking into the final march as if into a difficult dream, weeps, 
without realizing it.  (rep.)

Up In The Gallery (Kafka, 1919)

Mia Monterde, transverse flute
Gaspar Monterde, guitars

A wish of happiness for all.

Parets del Vallès, Barcelona 15/05/2022

Happiness (for Núria & Mia)

On My Own

A children's fairy tale as a name giver? One might have expected that from economists, but from astrophysicists? Well, they were also inspired by economists when it came to finding a catchy, symbolic replacement for the term habitable zone. This is the name given to the area around a star in which life could arise on possible planets.


Very roughly speaking, the distance to the star must allow temperatures at which water remains liquid on the surface of a planet. According to the ideas of terrestrial biology, life cannot develop without this.

For decades, this was a rather theoretical consideration. The few scholars who thought about habitats in other star systems first spoke of ecosphere or life zone, until they finally agreed on habitable zone. Sounds nicely learned. But with the discovery of the first exoplanets, planets outside our solar system, at the end of the millennium, academic as well as general attention increased enormously: Is there something out there? Is there distant, alien life? Could there be? With each newly discovered exoplanet is meaningfully tapped: Isn't it so close to its star that it burns up everything? Doesn't it orbit it so far that everything freezes on its surface?

It's like in a fairy tale with Goldilocks and the three bears, where everything has to be just right. The porridge must not be too hot, the little bear's chair undamaged, his bed unused. Economists have long spoken of a goldilocks economy when moderate growth coincides with slight inflation. A fairy-tale term - now also for an astrobiological concept.

Brevity Of Life (Goldilocks)

Q-The Island of Dr. Moog

Halfway To Hades

again a wonderful open collaboration offer by Paul <3 https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/brisa-paploviante-open-collaboration-offer - well, I added some wind instrument: brass & sax with my EWI and synth accents between the solo parts; also to mention some mix-mastering manipulations on Paul's track, to get my stuff integrated. Enjoy !!! ... better to listen with headphones and not too quiet :-)

Brisa // Paploviante & joerxworx

Cindy and her Glasses

sweet dreams.......my precious one.
sweet dreams.......my precious one.

last track of the album...........outro.

Sweet dreams.  (dual vocal mix)

Layman’s Eyes a song relating to person who does not have specialized or professional knowledge of a situation or a crisis. Just sometimes Its really obvious and doesn’t require a rocket scientist to see something as to be done or something as to change for the better. 


I’m not a scientist or even that well educated 
If you fly to close to the sun then you have surely underestimated 
There’s no planet B so how high is your ceiling 
Her crystal ball showed me it’s really not appealing 

Chorus
In my Layman’s eyes
I will never be denied 
What’s happened changes
everything 
What’s happening changes nothing at all
In my layman’s my layman’s eyes x2


She said she wants to go back to the 90s 
I told her I have never left cause it was more exciting
Music  film and arts with no social media
I preferred it back then when we were more Bohemian

Chorus 

M/8
Somethings changed
Goes against the grain
Somethings as changed
And I can’t explain 
In my Layman’s x2
This what I see for you and me 
In my Layman’s eyes

Layman’s Eyes ~ Conscience of Kings

Reverb Noir. Haunted landscapes from music city.

Halfway To Hades

Sound Over Shadow

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