Stunning, such a great sound selection and genres mixed in this so coherent ensemble, Celtic vibes, ambient, easy listening, jazz... so much going on and yet very pleasing and easy to appreciate. Wonderful piece.

I like how the drums come in and add another level of energy.

WAVES Within WAVES

Citrinita é uma palavra em latim que significa amarelado, despertar. Foi adotada pelos alquimistas para designar o terceiro estado da alquimia: o despertar. É precedido pelos estados nigredo (morte espiritual) e albedo (purificação), e sucedido pelo rubedo (iluminação). Seu sentido literário é a "transmutação da prata em ouro".
O amarelo indica muitas vezes um processo de putrefação e corrupção. O processo orgânico da putrefação é intensificado pelo enxofre que acelera a natureza rumo a decadência e portanto, rumo a sua próxima estação. Quando as coisas fedem, amarelam decaindo, algo importante está acontecendo. Quando aparece a citrinitas está formado o colírio do aprendiz. A luz solar lançada sobre a reflexão lunar.
A alquimia é a arte da transformação. Ela aspira chegar na essência das coisas elevando a matéria num nível superior na manifestação, onde um estágio complementa outro.

PROD. MUSICAL - ENRICO DE LUCA - LUBRAXX
ARTE CAPA: ENRICO DE LUCA
CAFOFUS RECORDS.
26/09/2021

Citrinitas

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) Avril/2024.
Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:

Instrumental Classic Jazz

Classic Jazz inspired by my last visit to my favorite castle "Chenonceaux" (April 2024). The strong flow of the “Cher” river inspired me to play this swing.

Swing in Chenonceaux

Swing In Chenonceaux

Music: Jan Schonander & Belial Pelegrim  https://soundcloud.com/belial-pelegrim

MAGRITTE ORANGE CLOUD

Plus ça change
(The more it changes)
Plus ça reste le même 
(The more it stays the same)

Magritte Orange Cloud

Intrigue

On Sunday, 18 May 2025, I marched with 100,000 human beings in The Hague, the Netherlands. We marched in a long Red Line against the genocide in Gaza. I walked most of the way with tears in my eyes; profoundly touched by this show of humanity. 
On Monday, 19 May 2025, I wrote the lyrics for a song titled, This Red Line. 
On Tuesday, 20 May 2025, I picked up my guitar and improvised a melody, clean slate, and recorded only one take on my iPad. This is it.
Today, Wednesday, 21 May 2025, I publish this song as my tribute to the people of Gaza and to all the human beings I marched with on Sunday, 18 May 2025. It is raw and unpracticed and far from perfect. But I feel in it the pain I have experienced since 7 October 2023, and the overwhelming power of humanity I so intensely felt during that historic march in The Hague, when the human beings in the Netherlands said, ‘No more genocide! Never again!’

This Red Line - Lyrics
In shadows deep where hatred breeds,
A whisper turns to violent deeds.
A people marked, a target set,
Humanity begins to fret.
 
The signs are there, the words take hold,
A story tragically unfolds.
As we gaze up at darkened skies
As fields turn red, and tongues are tied
 
But there's a line, a crimson thread,
Where life is sacred, fear is dead.
This line we hold, with hearts ablaze,
Against the darkness, through the haze.
No further step, no inch will yield,
On hallowed ground, on battlefield.
Genocide's shadow shall not reign,
This line we hold, again, again.
 
The cries unheard, the pleas ignored,
As innocence is stripped and gored.
The world looks on, a silent shame,
While precious lives are put to flame.
 
But deep within, a fire starts,
To mend the broken, bind the hearts.
A human voice calls out with No! 
Its echo sounds cross bloody lands
 
And there's a line, a crimson thread,
Where life is sacred, fear is dead.
This line we hold, with hearts ablaze,
Against the darkness, through the haze.
No further step, no inch will yield,
On hallowed ground, on battlefield.
Genocide's shadow shall not reign,
This line we hold, again, again.
 
It's not just borders on a map,
It's in the silence, in the gap
Between our words and what we do,
The promise we must see it through.
For every soul unjustly lost,
A heavy, bitter, human cost.
 
And there's a line, a crimson thread,
Where life is sacred, fear is dead.
This line we hold, with hearts ablaze,
Against the darkness, through the haze.
No further step, no inch will yield,
On hallowed ground, on battlefield.
Genocide's shadow shall not reign,
This line we hold, again, again.

This line we hold...
Against the darkness...
Again... again...


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