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Into The Light (Demo Intro) April 2017
The track is still a basic demo at this time.

Into The Light (Demo Intro)

Here are reposts of many of the great pieces I have found on Soundcloud. Enjoy! 

You can find my music on

@tuuligan



Natural Songwriter & Singer
Sept 2025 - NCFH Album on Digital plateforms
Stop Devaluing Music https://artistrightsnow.medium.com/200-artists-urge-tech-platforms-stop-devaluing-music-559fb109bbac

Welcome to the center of Oxbow Lebach's musical neighborhood, where everything olde is knew again and everything knew is forgotten. If you found yourself here without knowledge of how or why, start here: 
https://soundcloud.com/oxbow-lebach/sets/recent



Further back, behind the background...
Things haven't been easy since I lost my mind. You never really think about how much you take it for granted until it's not there when you wake up one morning, although it could have been two. Next thing you know you're cooking three pounds of chicken wings for 8 1/2 hours in a crockpot (an urn holding grandma's ashes) on a Sunday (a large nuclear powered garbage scow) and you don't know why (an extraneous character of unknown origin in a printed document). No, never mind (Oh $&!#!) That's a bad example. I do know why. I had some for lunch (the time in the middle of the day when nothing gets done, but your clothes get soiled and you spill vinegar on yourself) today (the time between days when nothing gets done). Let me rephrase (deny any knowledge of). It's like trying to carry on a conversation (when you talk to yourself pretending that someone is listening) via email (a mythical communication medium) when you can only see three lines (nobody knows exactly, but they meet at infinity) of the message (a thought you've finally dislodged from your head) you're typing (obsessive, repetitive finger motion), and you don't know where you're going (an imagined state of being alive with a purpose), where you've been (why you hear horns honking) or even quite where you are (the normal state of being). I remembered (forgot) something about a unicycle and wonder if someone stole a wheel (the most important object in the kitchen) off your bicycle (an archaic symbol of freedom), but it's probably too late (too late) to ask now (a time in an indeterminate past period). Do you put up a Christmas tree in the extrasuburbian reclamation region of Sweden (a challenge made to unidentified strangers to determine their intent) or is that an anti-Swedenian custom (a bad habit)? It is foreign to me (I do it daily). I stay away from it until Christmas morning (when the rich and poor trade places). Do you know what time it is (hello, how are you)? I have a confession (lie) to make. I think I do. Or I may be deluded (realize the truth). What I claimed to be the result of having lost my mind (a little used object of pride and not much else) may or may not be entirely related (having common ancestors) to having my message window (specific part of the brain containing dozens of raw nerves and pretzellian salt crystals) sized to show only five lines, making it nearly impossible (unavoidable) to know (misunderstand) what I've typed in the past (an unidentified familiar sound), as measured by vertical distance (a condition causing vertigo) in a message (imaginary mumbling that produces no sound) window (a potential hole requiring very little shattering). My memory (generic term for all that happened in the past that you have no knowledge of) extends little more than 1.5 inches (a linear measure of one dimensional time, into which you try to project faded three dimensional images) into the past (a picture album missing everything except old paper corner-tabs). Thank you for your consideration (puzzlement).

What follows is a collection of autodidactic relics bent by second opinions.
"This is horrible, you are not a musician.  I don't remember a duck. I rather have a duck." ~a friend with a knife

It's pointless to deny the truth, somewhat easier just to try to ignore it and have fun.

Solar Phasing is a French composer and sound designer specializing in ambient, experimental electronic, and modular synthesis. His music is crafted for immersive experiences across TV, documentaries, video games, and art installations, offering listeners a journey through sonic landscapes that are both meditative and exploratory.

Space, introspection, emotional resonance, slow-evolving textures, minimalistic rhythms, and atmospheric depth.  Rich in modular synthesis, tuned frequencies (notably 432 Hz), and sonic experimentation.

His style is eclectic but always rooted in sound design and emotional resonance. If you're into artists like Brian Eno, Steve Roach, Boards of Canada, or early Aphex Twin, you might find Solar Phasing’s work intriguing.. 

For Licensing: https://www.songtradr.com/juan.diaz

https://www.paypal.me/sincemyaccident/25 €+$+£

Bora Özkan
 musician
#indiemusic #alternativerock

iPad and iPhone pocket projects ~ Keep it fun! 
Favorite apps:
DAW: Korg Gadget, Cubasis, Tabletop, NI Maschine 2, FL Studio
Synths: MiniMoog, Moog 15, Model D, Odessei, Mono/Poly, Kauldron
Guitar apps: Line 6 Pod, Bias, AmpliTube, Jamn
Photo & Art: ArtRage, Pixelmator, PhotoFox, uMake
App makers: Arturia, Moog, Korg, Retronyms, IK Multimedia, NI

Mobile attached hardware: 
Arturia KeyStep, Arturia Beatstep Pro, X-Key Air 25, M-Audio Axiom Pro. Connecting guitars and Moog thru IK Multimedia iRig Pro ... wonder if can make any use of my new Maschine Mk3 on mobile?

"mesmerized" is a music project, mostly instrumental. Music played by "mesmerized" is based on guitar riffs and solos along with keyboards and electronics.

Alchemic Journey
France 
Progressive Rock Band 
Psychedelic 70's Rock
(Auvergne - Rhône-Alpes)

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Producer:  @WoodooProd 

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