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Shall we turn the page? - W.Y.R.M.W.? Project

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  Shall we turn the page ?    Here we are with the 3 song from W.Y.R.M.W.? project . I did myself all the steps until this release (composing ,playing, recording,...).  Hope you enjoy!   Chegamos a 3 música do projeto W.Y.R.M.W.? . Fiz todas as etapas até a postagem final (compus, toquei, gravei, ...) Espero que gostem! Gustavo H.F. de Sousa  W.Y.R.M.W.? project - 2024

To birds (with love) - Aos pássaros (com carinho) / Between synapses project

     The 8 poem from"Between synapses" project is called:  To birds (with love)    I filled my hands with what was possible and scattered the bird food in the air (around me)    They came and without hesitation gave themselves over to the banquet offered with the kindness that only spontaneity can deal     They multiple different colors added life to the green monotony of the grass present   The feeding frenzy did not last because the quantity and/or voracity of the guests did not match with my skills in holding and spread   Many, whether sated or not, left immediately, but some remained nearby     They watched from afar, grateful for the offering or perhaps simply hoping for a perpetual source of nourishment   Their songs reverberated through every orifice of my body, ionizing matter and leaving the air rarefied.    Imersed on sound that heals body and soul, I smiled and signaled real solution to the n...

All those little things - Todas essas pequenas coisas (W.Y.R.M.W.? Project)

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  All those little things      This is the second song from W.Y.R.M.W.? Project , hope you enjoy!!!  ;  )         Está é a segunda música do projeto W.Y.R.M.W.? Espero que gostem!!! ;  ) Gustavo H.F. de Sousa - W.Y.R.M.W.? Project

NEW MUSICAL PROJECT !!! - NOVO PROJETO MUSICAL !!!

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      I'm releasing t oday a new musical project called : " Would you rest on my wire? ( noisy sounds for wild days) " or  W. Y. R. M. W.? . The connecting point between all songs is "distortion" .  All songs were composed , played , recorded and mixed by myself      Inicio hoje a postagem de um novo projeto musical chamado " Would you rest on my wire? (noisy sounds for wild days) - " Você descansaria sobre o meu fio? (sons barulhentos para dias de selvageria) ou abreviado do inglês:  W. Y. R. M. W.? . O ponto de conexão entre as músicas é a "distorção". Todas as músicas foram compostas, tocadas, gravadas e mixadas por mim mesmo.     The first song is called "Piligrimage" and I hope you enjoy as much as I did.  ;  )      A primeira música se chama "Piligrimage " -  Peregrinação, espero que se divirtam tanto quanto eu ao me dedicar a esse projeto.  ;  ) Gustavo H.F. de Sousa - (2024)   ...

O céu de São Tomé (Saint Thoma' s sky) - 2024

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  O céu de São Tomé (Saint Thoma"s sky) Acrylic/Acrílico - 2024 Gustavo H.F. de Sousa

See U soon - #9 song from S.W.B.D. / #9 música do projeto S.W.B.D.

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  S.W.B.D. (Sounds for Walkin up Bees and Dragonflies) Project     The S.W.B.D. reach it's last song, #9 -  See U soon, on this particular song I worked plaing: drums , acoustic guitar and piano. The recording , editing and mixing was also made by me, finishing this musical project. Hope U enjoy as much as I did!!!.. ; ) Gustavo H.F. de Sousa    O projeto S.W.B.D. chega a sua derradeira música, entitulada: "See U soon" -  ( Nos vemos em breve). Nesse trabalho eu toquei: bateria, violão e piano bem como fiz a gravação, edição e mixagem. Espero que curtam tanto quanto eu curti me dedicar a esse projeto !!! ... ; ) Gustavo H.F. de Sousa

# 7 Transfer / Translado - Between synapses project / Projeto entre sinapses

  Transfer     The bag was full and the heavy weight on my back seemed to increase as the drops of sweat fell to smooth out  irregularities on the journey   I tried to spread my best for passers (releasing the weight), I tried to walk following the wind, I tried to smile    Pedestrians relieved themselves by dispersing weight randomly and compulsively in an almost desperate, sometimes in hostile way    The initial strength that paved the way, exposing the maked up obscurity, gave way to technique and the trajectory gained occasional pauses.    Skills gained over long journeys proved to be crucial for the transfer of this heavy bag on time    The aromas, the bright colors and the dead, whether alive or not, demanded attention that was impossible to satisfy    So we continued, me and a heavy bag, tinkling sound signals that relieved the (almost unbearable) weight of the posts        We pass, lea...