Really love your work ! Your playing is full of emotions !

This piece just captures my heart! The power of the piano and the performer that make harmony for ones self pain. \m/

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Space Games

Fun(k) In Space

Many years ago, shortly after sunset my fathers brother Stan (aged 20) climbed aboard an aircraft along with 4 other young men. After taking off they effectively vanished into the night sky, with no trace of the aircraft or its crew ever found. This piece is dedicated to Stan and all of the young men, of all nationalities, whose lives have been cut short by war. 

SoundCloud mastering utilised on this track.

Night Flight

Solías decirme 
Que todo saldría bien 
Pero sólo mentiste 
Porque todo salió alrevés

Pero cuando me mentiste a mi
Tú también te mentiste a ti 

Róbame las ganas de morir 
Las ganas de rendirme 
Todo sigue igual 
Luego tú te marchas
Mientras la esperanza 
Hace que me vuelva irracional 

Y cuando vuelvas a mi
No quiero volver a verte huir
No quiero volver a verte

Solías decirme 
Que todo saldría bien 
Pero sólo mentiste 
Porque todo salió alrevés

Pero cuando me mentiste a mi
Tú también te mentiste a ti 
Pero cuando me mentiste a mi
Tú también te mentiste a ti 

Y cuando vuelva a ti 
No quiero volver a verte ir
Yo vivo a mi manera
Siempre estoy en una verdadera rebelión
Y se que cuando creas que es el fin
Estaré a tu lado siempre aquí 
Y seras mi primera 
Decision tomada con debida reflexion 

Disculpa las maneras
Yo vivo a mi manera
Disculpa las maneras que hay en mi
Yo vivo en rebeldía siempre aquí

Yo vivo a mi manera
Disculpa las maneras
Y serás mi primera decisión
Tomada con debida reflexión

Verdadera Rebelión (prod. by Raf)

https://soundcloud.com/westfront
Lyrics: J:Mertens (aka Westfront)


Pink On Blue

I know u r hiding
Hiding in a mirror
I know u go Mad
Mad behind my Back

Pink on Blue

u got a pocket
a pocket full of stones
come on let them jump
jump over deep water

Pink On Blue

We know it all fake
But we dont care
Call it a shake
say its Not Fair

Pink On Blue

We left a message
Carved into our Skin
Stay in a cage
A safe place to live in

Pink On Blue

You know that I am hiding
Hiding in the Inside
U know i go mad
Mad on everything outside

Pink On Blue

The Stones in your Pockets
Keep Calming me down
Come on find a river
A river full of Stones

Pink On Blue - Westfront & Moon Dust

unknown land

This is in standard tuning, with the D string raised to E.

If not now, when?

The Solstice - Autumn Has Gone (Nostalgia Di Un Tempo Remoto)

this link should work https://we.tl/t-xmSbNKOW8D, if not please message me:
PLease message me if you have a version, so i can add it to the  playlist.
130 BPM

I’m sorry but I don’t want to be an emperor. That’s not my business. I don’t want to rule or conquer anyone. I should like to help everyone if possible; Jew, Gentile, black men, white. We all want to help one another. Human beings are like that. We want to live by each other’s happiness, not by each other’s misery. We don’t want to hate and despise one another. In this world there is room for everyone. And the good earth is rich and can provide for everyone. The way of life can be free and beautiful, but we have lost the way.

    Greed has poisoned men’s souls; has barricaded the world with hate; has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed. We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in. Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our knowledge as made us cynical; our cleverness, hard and unkind. We think too much and feel too little. More than machinery we need humanity. More than cleverness, we need kindness and gentleness. Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost. The aeroplane and the radio have brought us closer together. The very nature of these inventions cries out for the goodness in man; cries out for universal brotherhood; for the unity of us all.

    Even now my voice is reaching millions throughout the world, millions of despairing men, women, and little children, victims of a system that makes men torture and imprison innocent people. To those who can hear me, I say “Do not despair.” The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed, the bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress. The hate of men will pass, and dictators die, and the power they took from the people will return to the people. And so long as men die, liberty will never perish.

    Soldiers! Don’t give yourselves to brutes, men who despise you and enslave you; who regiment your lives, tell you what to do, what to think and what to feel! Who drill you, diet you, treat you like cattle, use you as cannon fodder! Don’t give yourselves to these unnatural men—machine men with machine minds and machine hearts! You are not machines! You are not cattle! You are men! You have a love of humanity in your hearts! You don’t hate! Only the unloved hate; the unloved and the unnatural.

    Soldiers! Don’t fight for slavery! Fight for liberty! In the seventeenth chapter of St. Luke, it’s written “the kingdom of God is within man”, not one man nor a group of men, but in all men! In you! You, the people, have the power, the power to create machines, the power to create happiness! You, the people, have the power to make this life free and beautiful, to make this life a wonderful adventure. Then in the name of democracy, let us use that power.

    Let us all unite. Let us fight for a new world, a decent world that will give men a chance to work, that will give youth a future and old age a security. By the promise of these things, brutes have risen to power. But they lie! They do not fulfill their promise. They never will! Dictators free themselves but they enslave the people! Now let us fight to fulfill that promise! Let us fight to free the world! To do away with national barriers! To do away with greed, with hate and intolerance! Let us fight for a world of reason, a world where science and progress will lead to all men’s happiness.

    Soldiers, in the name of democracy, let us all unite!

now its up to you final speech mix

noxpox - Now Its Up To You! Final Speech Mix OPEN COLLAB DL-link in description

Recorded last year my first notes on this track when mixed started with the word 'madness'.
Somewhat refined by editing the structure is ABCBDBEBB...
'B' could represent both bridge and breakdown...the heart of the piece and the initial musings on a alto sax/flute riff that sort of drifted off into improvised ramblings.
Other sections feature flute solo, melodica/synth, distorted clarinet and soprano sax in celtic mode and rumbling triple tongued bass-effect alto sax.
Behind it all (somewhere) is a chugging thai violin. 
Still somewhat crazy.

Thanks to Dianne C. Zweig for artwork.
https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/165859198762625196/

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White Barrens is an instrumental song about the bleak, mysterious, and violent environment of the arctic deserts.

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✦ Nocturnes Beyond the Mirror
A piano cycle by Artur Tokhtash

There is a mirror that never forgets.
It gathers light as memory, and sound as breath.
Through it drifts the living shimmer of night —
a quiet space where everything listens.

Within this luminous depth, the winged beings awaken:
moths of tone, dragonflies of resonance,
small creatures woven from radiance and air.
Their flight is not escape, but awareness —
joy moving through form, existence realizing itself.

Sometimes, across that silent field,
a single wing touches the surface of water.
The instant trembles — light, sea, and being
fused in a single pulse of recognition.
Then the motion dissolves,
and the mirror keeps the trace of what it once saw.

The piano speaks in this language of reflection —
not about longing, but about presence,
about the bliss that arises
when everything remembers it has never been separate.

In this night, sound and silence breathe as one.
Music does not describe the world —
it is the way the world remembers itself in light.



✦ Ноктюрны за Зеркалом
фортепианный цикл Артура Тохташа

Есть зеркало, которое не забывает.
Оно собирает свет как память,
а звук — как дыхание.
Через его глубину течёт живое мерцание ночи —
пространство, где всё слушает.

В этом сиянии пробуждаются крылатые существа —
мотыльки из тонов, стрекозы из резонанса,
маленькие создания, сотканные из света и воздуха.
Их полёт — не бегство, а осознание,
радость, движущаяся через форму,
бытие, узнающее само себя.

Иногда над тихой поверхностью
однокрылое прикосновение касается воды.
Мгновение дрожит —
свет, море и жизнь
соединяются в едином пульсе узнавания.
Затем движение исчезает,
и зеркало хранит след того, что когда-то увидело.

Фортепиано говорит на этом языке отражений —
не о тоске, а о присутствии,
о блаженстве, рождающемся в тот миг,
когда всё вспоминает, что никогда не было разделено.

В этой ночи звук и тишина дышат вместе.
Музыка не описывает мир —
она есть способ, которым мир
вспоминает себя в свете. 

Wings That Remember

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 I do play Music for the love of it, playing guitar,  percussionist  ,composing  on a computer and Guitar, Piano, creator of mood and sound design

I would be genuinely happy if my music could evoke your profound feelings.  Please use headphones if possible. 

I sincerely appreciate your interest and time.

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