Sometimes I’m in doubt about myself. My insecure fingers blindly running over the strings … till they suddenly remember other invisible ones, connecting me to the beloved faces and moments of my life.
iCompositions passed away.
After 15 years all that music has gone … with its genuine comments and plays!
We have now a pletora of music websites where you can become famous and even make money (that’s the REAL purpose of music ….).
Probably I’ll be there too, but my business is always no business.
My first music website was Macidol (dead website, but still lies there).
There, I loved my poor 10-15 plays and comments by kind peoples really listening to music and real inspiration, but everything has changed now, thanks to the clever social world.
Some tracks here are no more working, but you can still find them at REVERBNATION, till it will be alive, or on soundcloud.
That happens when I’m alone in the attic …
Sometimes I feel like a RockStar … I know! It must be a Guitar Refraction … this happens when I’m suddenly inspired.
I’m not sure about the destination: Past or Future? I’ve too many things to indagate in the past, and sincerely I don’t wish to know how brilliant is the future, or maybe I don’t want delusions … and you?
Though the track’s title is different, this time inspiration comes from a film.
That’s rare indeed, but U2 are somehow my source of inspiration (together with other irish sounds and rockblues), Daniel Lanois and Wenders too.
About this film, it was the year 2000. Since then, things have quickly changed, our way of life more and more conditioned by technology and public sharing, but I often think that it’s just a (conditioned) illusion.
This intro scene represents somehow my long adolescence … till 2000, I’d have been dead, instead it was the beginning of a new era (if I like it or not).
I played with my own memory about the film, or better: with my feelings about the film, watching the scene just yesterday, when I tried listening to my music with it.
No words for this one … just my subconscious playing …