I love the Islamic & (is it ? )The Dave Brubeck 5 “Take That” tune (sort of!) influence:)

Reflection (Polarity)

No FILTER

NO FILTER (unofficial)

Uma brincadeira com os sons que fiz quando comprei meu primeiro computador. Vasculhando em meu antiquário de arquivos, encontrei este e resolvi publicar, esta música certamente é algo, e nesta versão tem muita coisa pra contar.

Música: Herbie Hancock
Produção, Saxofone Tenor, Mixagem, Arranjo, Edição: Daniel Vissotto

Cantaloup Island – Arabic Version (Herbie Hancock) [releitura]

Murazzi is a particular location of Turin close to the "Po" river full of pubs and bars, especially way in summer night there is a lot of people and sometimes strange drunk things happen 😄🍷🍸🍻.
Originally released in 2010 this is the historic link :
https://www.jamendo.com/track/695838/murazzi

A Due Act

Murazzi

Very old and lonely. Just me and a Korg Wavestation playing in the background. I tried here a different equalization from the previously posted Prego a Fundo.

Volta ao mundo. Volta ao nada. Volta ilimitada.
Prego a fundo. Autoestrada. Noite ultrapassada.
Sem passado. Sem futuro. Um salto no escuro.
Adeus plaino. Adeus monte. Bem-vindo, horizonte.
Sem sorrir. Sem chorar. Nada no olhar
Nem partir, nem chegar. Apenas passar.
Marcha-atrás, marcha à frente? É quase indiferente.
No infinito desta esfera já ninguém me espera. 
Volta ao mundo. Volta ao nada. Noite ilimitada.
Nem desejo, nem saudade. Só eternidade...

Petrus Castrus

Volta Ao Mundo

Project RESIDUE (Lazy Eye)

I was really impressed by the novel The Paul Street Boys,  what hit me is the profound sense of duty and sacrifice by Nemecsek a boy who apparently  seems to be weak and not reliable to contribute to win a battle, and despite the battle victory everyone lose. I have tried to imagine the feeling of Nemecsek and his fighting against disease  together with the strong will to win and redeem the "Fatherland". It points out important moral issue about futility of war.
Originally released and written in 2010.

Nemecsek

The movie Brazil by Terry Gilliam has an important memory in my heart and the lyrics came from that story here the lyrics : 
Punch in an office of boredom 
That outmarchs your identity 
Obvious powers that command you 
Without a bit of humanity.  

Controlled lives by day 
Controlled dreams by night 
Illusion of a total control that will annihilate us.  

Your Angel Grows in you 
Blue eyes that caress you 
Make of you 
The Strength and courage and risk 
That was in you Sweet union always dreamed of 
Lives in you.  

Routine broken cleanly From a desire for freedom 
Madness and blood that threaten you 
From a system of stamped sheets  
Life resurrected from a desire 
Hidden in a corrupt office 
Leviathan greedy for stolen lives 
From a work of sheets and drafts  
Your Angel Grows in you Blue eyes that caress you Make of you.

Song sung By Luca Giordano Backing vocal By T.Giannini

Il Corriere Smarrito

Zilbra

Lacrime di Sogni by Primiero Massimo released in 26/05/2009
sung by Luca Giordano
freely inspired by the italian novel L'ultima lacrima by Stefano Benni

Lacrime di sogni (english lyrics) :
New dawn gives present to mysterious stuff with no own life
many questions about them research in vitro to answer
uncertain reflex unknown desire of dreams in real life
uncertain reflex flies on you
dreams and ambitions always isolated mass's fear all around us
reflected fears in curious eyes that melt dreams of desidered life.
uncertain reflex unknown desire of dreams in real life
uncertain reflex flies on you
adults unable to live their dreams 
mystery revealed by lively children wondered by life 
mystery revealed
Everything You were Everything You wanted was always inside you
waiting inside tears.
mystery revealed by joyful children wondered by life 
mystery revealed
Dreams and desires with no answers
Sense of guilt and unsolved mysteries profits in sold words.
uncertain reflex unknown desire of dreams in real life
uncertain reflex flies on you
Lonely dreams and ambitions and social phobia spread all around 
Fears reflected in a curious look that dissolve dreams of a desired life
uncertain reflex unknown desire of dreams in real life
uncertain reflex flies on you
Tears and dreams are here among us
Tears and dreams will never die
killer substitute deceives you to be unbeatable and going faster 
in your desideres.
Power to your life Energy to your soul
realize them don't be frauded
Power to your life Energy to your soul
realize them don't be frauded

Lacrime di Sogni

** A QUESTÃO DO FUTURO **

Por muito negro que seja o livro do passado,
o futuro é sempre uma página em branco...

Se queres saber o que é o futuro,
dou-te uma resposta inocente:
É como um filho prematuro
da gravidez que é o presente.

Porque o presente sempre está
com a barriga dilatada,
sempre a parir um venho já,
um porvir que ainda agora é nada.

Convém agora meditar:
Esse porvir, esse talvez,
é tempo para nos libertar
da nossa humana insensatez.

Dá-me tua mão. Vamos dançar,
que esse porvir, esse talvez,
talvez nos traga um madrugar
que leve as dores da gravidez.

Penso que o mais que podemos
fazer nesta curta vida
é tocar com a mão que temos
outra que esteja estendida.

E, desse contacto breve,
tentar extrair a verdade,
um feixe de luz que leve
ao fundo da eternidade.

Here is an English translation:

** The Question of the Future **

No matter how dark the book of the past is,
the future is always a blank page...

If you want to know what the future is,
I'll give you an innocent answer:
It's like a premature baby
of the pregnancy that is the present.

Because the present is always
with a dilated belly,
always giving birth to an I'm coming,
an upcoming that is yet still nothing.

It is now worth meditating:
This future, this perhaps,
is a given time so we can get free
of our human foolishness.

Give me your hand. Let's Dance,
because this future, this maybe,
may perhaps bring us a dawn
that will take away the pains of pregnancy.

I think the most we can
do in this short life
is to touch with our hand
another that is begging.

And, from that brief contact,
try to extract the truth,
a beam of light that will takes us
to the end of eternity.

A Questão Do Futuro

Live Version on stage here : 
www.youtube.com/watch?v=qCG0WhsmW74

I wrote this song in the late of 2005 and it was also my first lyric in Italian,  there's the english translation at the end of italian lyric if one is interested in the song's story.
I was impressed by the science fiction movie Soylent Green and this song came naturally from my feelings through that movie I hope you like It.
Massimo Primiero
Turin 2013
Vocal Performing By Lara Brachet Cota

LA STANZA DEL TEMPO

Avanzando con l’inganno dichiarando il mio sdegno alla vita vissuta.
Le mie luci sono diverse ma nessuno osa darmi il consenso.
Non c’è tempo della tua verità.

La fretta dilunga l’attesa non voglio subire di più del mio tempo.
Lavorando distratti dall’ozio del lusso del video coi porno in diretta.
Non c’è tempo della tua verità.

Guardami   Sentimi
Guardami   Parlami
Nel mio viaggio che mi va d’ iniziare.

Guardami   Sentimi
Guardami   Parlami
Nel mio viaggio che mi va d’ iniziare.

I Filmati parton  in diretta ricordando la vita che fù
Paesaggi di miele luci d’incanto colori dal caldo di vita.
Non c’è tempo della tua verità.

Scene di un tempo lontano per sempre rifletto negli occhi qua giù
Paesaggi di un era, paradisi perduti creati  in virtuale attraverso un computer.
Non c’è tempo della tua verità.

Non ho più sentore
Non ho più dolore
Nella stanza
Non è più buio
Il tempo
Fiorisce nell’alba
Ora
Libero
Reinvento
I Colori
Libero di stare nel cielo
Libero di stare nelle stelle
Finalmente
Via di qua.


English Lyrics

By advancing with lies and hoax , saying my indignation to lived life.
My lights are different but nobody gives me the consent.
No time for your truth.

The hustle adds time to the waiting I can't resist more of my time.
working distracted by luxury’s idleness with direct porno streaming.
No time for your truth.


Look at me , Feel me
Look at me , Feel me
In my journey I’m going to start.

Look at me , Feel me
Look at me , Feel me
In my journey I’m going to start.

Footages start recalling gone life
Landscapes made of honey, weird lights ,colors with warm life
No time for your truth.

Moments of lost time forever reflect in my eyes here.
Landscapes of an era, Lost paradise built virtually by a computer.
No time for your truth.


I feel no grief
I feel no pain
In the room
It’s not dark anymore
Time blooms in the dawn
Now I’m free I reinvent
The Colors
Free to stay in the sky
Free to stay in the stars
At last
Go from
Here

La Stanza Del Tempo

🎷Saxofonista.
📚 Bacharel em Filosofia.
🍎 Professor de Saxofone.
🎧 Compositor.

Cantaloup Island – Arabic Version (Herbie Hancock) [releitura]

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