I'm getting some serious Bowie vibes man. obviously different but keep rocking! this is great

Bleibt im Vertrauen, das eure Musik stark bleibt. Habt Zuversicht, das ihr viele neue Ideen bekommt und sie umsetzt. Viele liebe Grüße aus Kassel👍macht ihr prima!

This is a great song!! Nice dark mysterious tone. The flute is a nice Jethro Tull like touch.

Poignant lyrics and  like the detached feeling of the dissonant guitar.  Joerworx did some really nice touches to this fine work as well❤️

Sooooo, i would, oddly enough, put you somewhere between INXS, Nick Cave, and Jesus Lizard, and thats not just me bragging about my musical sensibilities-keep doing your thing - oooh, and the Jazz Flute just hit.  Hot

Like the last comment said this sounds like a great lost INXS track. Phenomenal work.

Drums by Joe Skilton
Album artwork by Dasantra

Tokyo

"The beatings. The coldness. You never saw a smile."

Jimmy Stewart recounts experiences which are piercingly harrowing - but not uncommon.

He is one of thousands of survivors of institutions for children in Northern Ireland, where abuse of young residents was widespread.

When he was eight, Jimmy was taken into Nazareth Lodge in Belfast - a place he quietly describes as "a nightmare".

His mother had died of cancer, aged 32. His father was deaf and unable to speak.

"Though he tried to look after us, he couldn't," Jimmy says.

He remembers the nun who met him and his younger brother Patrick at the door called them "wee mongrels".

The boys didn't know what that meant at the time, but later learned it was a reference to his parents' mixed marriage - one was a Catholic, the other a Protestant.

Jimmy Stewart remembers getting "the mother and father of all beatings" after he ran at a nun when she was physically abusing his younger brother, Patrick.

The vivid nature of his memories are clear when he describes how a nun beat him "with her weapon of choice - a rung from a baby's cot, with piping and light blue paint on it".

Explaining how he became an alcoholic, Jimmy says: "If you ask anyone who's a heavy drinker, they'll tell you that you don't dream in a drunken sleep.

"You don't have nightmares. You don't have flashbacks. It numbs you. Keeps all that stuff away. Until the point it's going to kill you. Which it nearly did to me."

He describes spending "three years behind a locked door in my own house".

"I hadn't bathed or shaved. I think the last three months I spent in the same bathrobe."

He began to recover after he went into hospital.

But his older brother, Victor, "drank himself to death".

Jimmy becomes particularly emotional when he talks about how Victor was "so much changed" by what happened in Rubane House.

"We were always close. But those years took it out of us."

As an adult, Victor "couldn't discuss it - he probably didn't think there was any help for him".

Jimmy regrets deeply that Victor hasn't lived to hear the state apology.

Lyrics.

Hello little mongrel
Come on in
This is just the place
To cure you of your sin

We'll beat you black and blue
With whatever comes to hand
You'll learn to obey
All of our demands

I drink to hide the flashbacks
I drink to numb my mind
Therapy's no good for me
I'm afraid what I will find

You took me and my brothers
Took us down to hell
We never had a smile or love
Became an empty shell

I can't believe in afterlife
I wish I could at times
They'd throw you in the darkest place
To pay for all your crimes

I drink to hide the flashbacks
I drink to numb my mind
Therapy's no good for me
I'm afraid what I will find

You got away with everything
Now you're not here to find
The children trusted to your care
You left broken and maligned

Suffer The Little Children

Don't you think it's time to put your shiny toys away?

Riding the Tiger

looking outside my window I see the rain coming down
don't wanna let this stuff get to me dammit no not right now

there's got to be some kind of misunderstanding
we're all in need of a bright sunny day
I'll admit it just might sound a bit demanding 
but don't you think it's time to put your shiny toys away

riding the tiger we know not to ever let go
but tonight while we wonder the beast is out there on its own

is this the worst of times or just the constant state of humankind
you know Heraclitus and the Mayans said we're bound to make the same mistakes
all over and over again
(but I do want to be on the good side)

someone is waiting her eyes are the death of winter
I still can't explain it but tonight I know that we last forever

she left a note and said the worst is almost over
the medication on the table should be all that you need
remember to include me in your prayers
we're all subject to the forces of entropy

Riding The Tiger

The backing is a layered series of experiments in creating textures, primarily using the Noire piano. Helen then improvised a vocal performance we might describe as a dreamlike stream of ideas and motifs. After some initial hesitancy wondering what it was we were creating, we decided we rather liked the end result and thought we'd share it to the cloud.

Sparrow

A big thank you to https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx for playing nearly all instruments, arranging and mixing, it was a  pleasure to collab.

Lines in inverted commas quote René Girard (1923 - 2015), also the title of the song points to him.

The picture shows a section of a photography showing men at Ascot (taken out of NZZ).

Mimetic Desire

Man is the creature
Man is the creature

„Man is the creature
Who does not know
What to desire,
And he turns to others
In order to make up his mind.“ (2)

Don't let the darkness blind you
Don’t let the blindness guide you
Even if it is full of shiny, 
Mimetic desires

Maybe there is still 
A shadow of a hope out there
Isn’t there still somewhere
A shadow of a hope ?

Let me have it, let me, let me have it
Let me have it, let me, let me have it

Don't let the darkness blind you
Don’t let the blindness guide you
Even if it is full of shiny, 
Sparkling, mimetic desires

„We desire 
What others desire
Because we imitate 
Their desires."

Maybe there is still 
A shadow of a hope out there
Isn’t there still somewhere hanging out
A shadow of a hope ?

Man is the creature…
Man is the creature…

Don't let the darkness blind you
Don't let the blindness guide you
Don’t let the darkness blind you…

Mimetic Desire (ft joerxworx)

Written after escaping a bad relationship. For me, the most damaging thing about traumatic experiences are the believes formed about ourselves and the world as a result. These voices of trauma continue tormenting us long after the events have passed. The words “just let it go” sound so obvious, but finding the courage and path to let go can seem insurmountable. This song is for all broken spirits to help connect and give space to their inner voices and in doing so find some moments of peace.

Voices

My humble contribution to the popular musical magna opera that may be understood as 'Lost in space.'

Far From Home

Winter's chill has given way to warmer days.  It's time to go for a morning ride whether on a bike or a balloon.  If you have to be inside, let us take you along.  Curtis' playing (left-center) is unerring and superb in this revisited improv session we had a few years back.

Morning Ride (Curtis Gremmel, guest guitarist)

Thanks, once again, to @Rosindust for all the skill and passion she has put into the interpretation.
Here you will find other music in which I had the enormous pleasure of having her by my side:
soundcloud.com/francescocartocci/sets/grazie-tatiana

Composition and all arrangements: Francesco Cartocci

Suspended - with Rosin dust

Dream Vision Orchestra
Around the world 
new Release
The International
Für alle Songs Komponist , Singer, Songwriter Julius Florek

Come To Me And Stay With Me

그대 나를 봐요 
떠날때까진 날 잊지마요
별 볼일 없는 꿈일지라도 절대 깨어나지마요
지치고 다친채로 거릴 뛰다 넘어진다고 해도
제발 울지는 말아요

답답한가요 푹 꺼진 어깨가 신경쓰여요
별 볼일 없는 일에 쓰는 시간이 정말 싫은가요
젊음의 연속된 고난이 너무나 지겹다 해도
도망치지는 마요

날 믿어요 그대에게
이 불꽃을 터뜨려 보내요

내 몸이 터질때
어둔밤의 붉은 잔상의 춤을
내 몸이 터질때
널 비추는 저 불빛들에
터져오르는 영원한 춤을 기억해요
그대에게 내가

날 믿어요 그대에게
이 불꽃을 터뜨려 보내요.

그대 나를 봐요 떠날때까진 날 잊지마요
별볼일 꿈일지라도 절대 깨어나지마요


내 몸이 터질때
어둔밤의 붉은 잔상의 춤을
내 몸이 터질때
널 비추는 저 불빛들에
터져오르는 영원한 춤을 기억해요
그대에게 내가

불꽃 Demo

musical sketchbook
DIY, low skill, low fidelity

Mimetic Desire (ft joerxworx)

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