Fantastic work, keep it up, love it, keep releasing, love it

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These chords are great, clean mix on the guitar side of things for sure

very engagıng ıncredıble work keep ıt up

I don't understand your language but I understand the feeling. Great song 😍

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Vicki Johnson & Shanise - Goes Without Saying (Prod By.Nick Ray).wav

Written: 2005-06/2023-25
Duration: ca. 33'
for orchestra (3 (dbl Pic.), 3 (dbl Eng. Hn.), 3 (dbl Bass Cl.), 3 (dbl C-bsn.); 4,3,3,1; timp +3; hp; kybd; strings)
Written for JoAnn Falletta and Mostly Modern Orchestra in honor of Mostly Modern Festival’s fifth season
For more information: https://robertpaterson.com/journey-of-a-dragonfly
Video: https://youtu.be/hZOVmC9R82M

PROGRAM NOTE
As a child, my parents vacationed at a summer cottage in Maine by a small lake. Often by myself, I would sit on a giant boulder and watch the lake and the wildlife for hours.

One day, a beautiful bright-winged dragonfly flew across the lake and hovered before me. I was startled and intrigued: its long, slender blue body glistened in the sunlight. Finally, it began to fly around the perimeter of the lake. It stopped every few minutes and hovered in place, almost as if waiting for me to follow it. I followed the dragonfly until sunset, imagining a world in which only the dragonfly existed, on its own terms, within its own world.

Years later, I hiked around the Niagara Gorge near Niagara Falls and explored Devil’s Hole Park. There is an opening on the side of a cliff called Devil’s Hole Cave. Interestingly, early Native Americans called it the Cave of the Evil Spirit and foretold subsequent disaster to anyone who dared enter the cave. The combination of the lake, the dragonfly, and Devil’s Hole Cave all came together and helped crystalize the idea for this work.

Journey of a Dragonfly begins as the sun rises; a foreboding darkness looms in the background, contrasting the Dragonfly’s graceful entrance into a world filled with the excitement of being alive. A gust of wind carries dandelion seeds skyward alongside butterflies and rainbow-colored wildflowers. Butterflies land on flowers before the Dragonfly ventures through a dark forest and emerges, only to be chased by five blackbirds. Weaving back and forth to try and escape, the Dragonfly flies into a narrow crevice as two of the blackbirds collide with trees. While still being chased, the three remaining birds retreat as the Dragonfly discovers a dark hole leading to a tunnel. The dragonfly speeds down the ghoulish tunnel and emerges at the end of the tunnel at the side of a cliff, hovering in place. It looks around in horror and sees a gigantic cavern and then Devil Town. After flying through Devil Town and witnessing tortured souls, a bomb factory, Attorney Alley, and the Devil’s Saloon, off in the distance, the Dragonfly sees Satan’s House on a hill and decides to explore. The Dragonfly enters the house and sees the Devil Child, the Devil Mother, and the Devil himself. Suddenly, the Devil Child catches the Dragonfly in a glass jar as the parents prepare dinner in the kitchen. The Dragonfly eventually manages to escape, only to be chased by the Devil Child and then by a group of hellish bats. After a chaotic chase, the Dragonfly finds the tunnel and speeds back toward the world above. Finally free, the Dragonfly finds a flat rock to rest. The tale concludes as the Dragonfly falls asleep, the sun sets by the lake, and the evening fades to black.

Journey of a Dragonfly was written for JoAnn Falletta and Mostly Modern Orchestra in honor of Mostly Modern Festival’s fifth season.

– RP

Movements:
1. The Lake: Sunrise
2. Dragonfly’s Entrance
3. Chase: Blackbirds
4. Descent Into The Underworld
5. Devil Town
6. Satan’s House
7. Trapped
8. Kitchen
9. Escape
10. Chase: Bats
11. Ascent To The World Above
12. The Lake: Sunset

Journey of a Dragonfly for Orchestra

Original Mix: on.soundcloud.com/cyGJNT82qRdjiNAT7

The Art of Letting Go (Acoustic Version)

Let It Be Me

У моря есть волны
У солнца есть свет
Есть я у тебя у меня тебя нет
Ты смотришь в окно чтоб увидеть опять
Те странные мысли, не потерять

Пройдёт серой тучей и ляжет в песок
А мне бы приблизиться на волосок
К тому, что мерцает и может спасти
Того, что не вижу но есть впереди

Не зная что будет
Не видя, что есть
Мы сделаем шаг, но останемся здесь
Под небом курчавым расправим слова
И заиграют стихов кружева

Тот шаг, что надеждою стоит согреть
И для чего так хотелось бы петь
Шагнуть бы его, или что то понять
Те странные мысли мне не унять

Пр.
Помню свет в окне
Зелёной комнаты
Вижу, мальчик на ковре
Играет в кубики

/// google translate

The sea has waves
The sun has light
You have me, I don't have you
You look out the window to see again
Those strange thoughts, not to lose

Will pass as a gray cloud and lie in the sand
And I would like to come a hair closer
To that which shimmers and can save
That which I do not see but is ahead

Not knowing what will be
Not seeing what is
We will take a step, but will remain here
Under the curly sky we will straighten the words
And the lace of poetry will play

That step that is worth warming with hope
And why would I so like to sing
I would like to step it, or understand something
Those strange thoughts I cannot calm

Сhorus
I remember the light in the window
of the green room
I see a boy on the carpet
Playing with cubes

Странные мысли

Странные мысли / Strange thoughts

Change

Hostage

And all of the signs were in my face 
That I should be runnin' away 
And I thought that I had a clue 
But you made me feel like a fool

Breaking All My Rules

crash out love

I think this is the one where I used a classic soul progression. The packaging at the start that imitates a DJ scratch rhythm came when I accidentally touched a mi goreng pack of noodles around the mic and it fit so I used that. The stop start is influenced by ‘I Try’ by Macy Grey. Then a trademark 4 layers of cello for the chorus. It’s 4 layers cos that’s how I get the cellos to have enough power that I want. First time doing a vocal ’staccato’ sort of chorus like ‘Work Song’ by Hozier which is my fave Hozier song cos’ maybe I’ve overplayed ‘Take Me to Church.’ At the end a brief bit of funk. I remember trying something more complex but the classic James Brown sort of funky riff worked better so I used that.  The second verse is influenced by the production of ‘Hold On’ by Bishop Briggs with the claps. Then, a neopolitan chord for the bridge.  The last chorus has the 2nd chord flattened like ‘Imperfect For you’.  Also a harmonic minor scale being played by the synth lead which reminded me a bit of Just Like You Imagined by NIN. So we’re not lyrically referencing 300 anymore but musically referencing it. The horns are a new addition which I did just based on … what I thought might sound good. The verses/bridge are new but the chorus is from last year. Oh yeah I did reference FNM's Ricochet for the bridge. King for a Day is Spiderman's fave FNM record. Should just hired as a consultant when their biographies are due. Correcting people like, "nah it was a sunny day when that event happened." Yes, the weather is important. Details are important.

Speaking of mi goreng which I discovered in my 1 year of boarding school in Australia. “I do hope my overpriced education doesn’t offend you.” I remember looking at it and thinking it was strange that it had no broth. Then, tasting it and going “ this is amazing.” It’s wonderful how an Indonesian noodle brand has gained popularity in Australia. Other than that, I do miss the meat pies and Shapes (they are a good snack). It was also at boarding school that I discovered Meri lewa which was played once a week by the PNG boys.

Give Me Release

The screen flickers
The table yawns
We sit
We wait
We vanish

This hour is gone
You will never get it back

You could have walked the forest path
Heard the crow
Touched the moss
Lit a fire
Watched the sky

Instead
you counted bullets on a slide

This hour is gone
You will never get it back

You could have baked bread
Fed a friend
Watered the thirsty plant
Read the forgotten page
Slept without dreaming

Instead
you raised your hand
and lowered it again

This hour is gone
You will never get it back

You could have carved a song
Bled on the strings
Run until the lungs caught fire
Kissed a mouth that mattered
Buried the silence in wine

Instead
you stared at the clock
and the clock stared back

This hour is gone
You will never get it back
This hour is gone
You will never get it back

Never
Never
Never
Never
Never

You will never get it back

Never
Never
Never
Never
Never

This Hour Is Gone

Captivity is not about heartbreak — it’s a chilling descent into real psychological imprisonment. Identity is stripped away, reality rewritten, and freedom itself begins to feel dangerous.

Drawing on captivity trauma theory, Stockholm Syndrome, and behavioral conditioning, Exzenya transforms her voice and production into a cinematic portrait of control and isolation. The track opens with a haunting reinterpretation of the folk refrain “Down in the valley…” delivered in a rare, resonant low vocal, paired with hollow wind that feels like a broken transmission through an old radio. From there, the song builds into a dark, minor-key arrangement where vocals climb into plaintive highs, mirroring the push and pull of despair and yearning.

Captivity isn’t just a song — it’s a haunting story set to music. Opening with the ghostly echo of “Down in the valley” and a chilling wind, Exzenya pulls listeners into a dark world of isolation and control. Her deep, resonant lows and emotional highs make every line feel like a cry from the inside of a locked room. Cinematic, eerie, and unforgettable — this is storytelling that feels like a film score trapped inside a pop song.

FFO: Billie Eilish, Halsey, Aurora, Lorde
Tone: Dark, haunting, emotional, surrendering

Captivity

I kept pushing you away 
But I didn't wanna lose you 
Now I’m uncertain why I'd choose to? 

My mind ain’t working okay

I could feel the fire in you fade
We couldn’t burn like we used to
I hope you don’t think that I confused you

Whoa I got tired of fighting
Couldn’t keep on righting the wrong
You'll never find me
All broken apart now you’re gone

Don’t get the feeling you fine dear 
You’re like the fool you been grinding
Sometimes the truth it can be blinding
Til you look and learn that you got it all wrong

Not every battle you fightin’
Will turn your wrongs into rightings
In case you still need reminding
I ain’t messed up now you’re gone

Oh no you can’t find me
Too bad you can’t find me
I ain’t messed up now 

You’re gone

Whoa I got tired of fighting
Couldn’t keep on righting the wrong
You'll never find me
All broken apart now you’re gone

Whoa now you can’t find me
Too bad you can't find me
You can no longer like me
Don't care you don’t like me
Don’t need you behind me
I don’t need you behind me

Too bad you can't find me
Whoa now you can’t find me
Don't care you don’t like me
Whoa you don’t like me
Don’t need you behind me
I ain't messed up now you're gone

Music and Lyrics by Tom Hall @2020

Ain't Messed Up

Country Rock version of Woman Of My Dreams featuring Aether Flux Lewis on vocals.  This image is in reference to a famous music video elevator scene Luther was a part of in 2011 with a Country Pop Blonde - I can't remember her name but her I believe her initials are T.S.

Country Gets Rocked

Woman Of My Dreams ReVAMPd (Country Rock)

Woman Of My Dreams ReVampd (Country Rock)

A song written for the No Kings march held on October 18, 2025

Lyrics
[verse]
An old vet lays at the overpass.
Gallon of milk, by his head.
P.T.S.D… bites him fast.
While he sleeps on a concrete bed.

Ice! is forming everywhere.
Black, blue and camouflage.
Who they grab, they just don't care.
It's political sabotage.


[chorus]
Remember!  There's strength in masses!
This king is fake!  tarnished bronze!
Eliminate!  right-wing fascists!
We are America's pawns! America's pawns!


[verse]
Give the rich, more tax cuts.
Keepin' 'em happy is the goal.
You see, cheaters have no guts.
Nor do they have a soul.

When you need a little aid.
Some help up off the floor.
No matter how long you pray.
They always punish the poor.


[chorus]
Remember!  There's strength in masses!
This king is fake!  tarnished bronze!
Eliminate!  right-wing fascists!
We are America's pawns!  America's pawns!


[verse]
Media spews worthless news.
Lies from corporate owners.
Pushing right-wing views.
Plus those of crooked donors.

They love their guns, it's crystal clear
While our kids get shot and bleed.
Losing power is their only fear.
Their DNA drips with greed.


[chorus]
Remember!  There's strength in masses!
[background chanted] No Kings!

This king is fake! tarnished bronze!
[background chanted] No Kings!

Eliminate!  right-wing fascists!
[background chanted] No Kings!

We are America's pawns!  America's pawns!


[solo: guitar]


[ chorus ]
Remember!  There's strength in masses!
[background yelled] No Kings!

This king is fake! tarnished bronze!
[background yelled] No Kings!

Eliminate!  right-wing fascists!
[background yelled] No Kings!

We are America's pawns!  America's pawns!

[all yell] No Kings!

Words written by Roger L. Smith
Music & Vocals by Suno.com

© Copyright Roger L. Smith & Ironically Insipid Records, 2025

America's Pawns (No Kings)

Can't Put My Finger On It

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