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featuring @4catsncoffee on violin
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One last wander past the mountain stream... 
only sunrise is a guitar-based folk rock tune with southern gothic echoes. the closing track of the d'ville EP >https://soundcloud.com/jh0st/sets/dville
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This is the only sunrise
Edge of the amber darkness (cut the)
veins of blue mountain water…

A path to the lullaby wind
We're stumbling… 
not knowing the
The child from within

[@4catsncoffee on violin]
This is the flash of madness
Traced in the scraping branches…

A path to the lullaby wind
Sung by the…
child that sees out from within
Gravity, on and on (and on…)
Spots on the sun
Sung by the…
devil behind those closed eyes

Yes, promises chase the magic
breath, skipping the one heartbeat between
Faces and thousands of lullabies end in a single word

This is the only sunrise

2021

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only sunrise [ft. 4catsncoffee]

CONVOITISE

A small piece with the great BoxTox on clarinet.
It was supposed to be a little piece to celebrate the end of the rain on a rainy day, when you can finally go out for a walk, to smell the air. But these days there has been a terrible flood in my country, it has been raining for days, in some areas it has been a catasphrophe... I know, water is life and rain is indispensable but I really don't love it, I can't help it. Let's hope it ends soon..
Thanks to BoxTox for his splendid execution. Here you can find his wonderful music: @user-247600493
And here is our previous collaboration: https://soundcloud.com/francescocartocci/francesco-cartocci-boxtox-et-voila

Composition and all arrangements: Francesco Cartocci

After the  rain - with BoxTox

The painting is ‘The Course of Empire’ by Thomas Cole (1801 – 1848).

Say a prayer and don’t despair about the cost of living crisis 
Cos life’s not fair and they don’t care about the rising prices 
The millionaires and billionaires wield their wicked powers
they own the shares, they don’t pay the fares, they’re not working longer hours

  They contaminate, discriminate, and revel in their sleaze 
  the permafrost is lost, but we still have the wage freeze 

the bankers are all bigots, experts in exploitation 
oil tankers and their frigates reeking eco-devastation
while we reimburse the nurses with the joy of food banks 
and the curse of empty purses and our hollow huge thanks

  You’ll find that it’s impossible to get paid any less
  can’t save no money saving lives for the NHS

The CEOs who freely chose to bolster their careers 
They’re mosquitoes in tuxedos bloodsucking profiteers 
who smoke cigars with glowing hearts, toasting market forces  
They’re Oligarchs, they’re greedy sharks, they’re feeding on the corpses

  The ambulance abandoned us, so now we need a hearse
  Yes the times they are a-changing… but they’re changing for the worse

I blame the vloggers and the bloggers, I don’t “like” and I don’t “subscribe”
All that scrolling and a trolling, through soundbites and diatribes
and we fixate on the clickbait that seems to be hell-bent 
on dictating that the content fuels our discontent 

        All the species being ghosted, wiped out like dinosaurs
        While we’re busy being offended, and fighting culture wars

Shopaholic fashionistas with their selfies and their memes 
And reams of influencers beat us senseless by extremes
it’s a trash-bag full of hashtags, rubbish flowing in our streams
algorithms causing schisms and addiction to our screens

        We’re the masters of our destiny, but it isn’t as it seems 
        Who’s pushing who’s buttons? Are we slaves to the machines?

Narcissistic mystics with their conspiracy theories
Going viral in a spiral of Netflix mini series
And woeful social media, where profiles are a deepfake
It’s a form of schizophrenia, like a hollywood remake

      We make a virtue of our vanity, embracing the absurd
      with virtual reality, to replace the real world

Cost Of Living Crisis

In a world bound by rules, "When I Want" breaks free. With electrifying beats and rebellious lyrics, it defies the norm. Join the liberation. Feel the freedom.

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It's a dramatic escape and a helicopter continues to circle around you.

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the escape

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