Amazing mood, both relaxing and unsettling, great synth and ambient beats!

The accompanying picture is perfect. This music, formed around an endless spiral, seems to absorb everything that approaches it. (Special mention for the brief drops in volume, as if the soundtrack itself were about to disappear...)

The sounds of space meet the syncopation of time...     🦎

wonderfully playful, brilliantly constructed : )

There's a lot of work involved; great ideas

Very original and cool sounding music👌🎧

Loving the ambience! Wonderful production, my friend!

a sense of anticipation emerges

Metallic mix of 'Organic' (2nd page) https://soundcloud.com/user-146692255/organic?si=9d2d4a113ff6440b89c70f67bde8470b&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

image: 'Angel of the North' statue by Antony Gormley in Gateshead, England. (c/o Pinterest)

INORGANIC

hasdrubal

YOUTUBE VIDEO ART
https://youtu.be/aAex9NHwqXg
https://chrisjunos.bandcamp.com/album/greek-drama

ABANDONED

I wrote this song 15 years ago for close friend and guitarist Elmer Stone. Elmer and I have collaborated on three songs on Soundcloud but this one is purely a tribute to him and the friendship we have shared for the past thirty-plus years.  It is also a memorial for his wife Bonnie who he lost two years ago. She was a core contributor to his music, life partner, and his best friend.
I am indebted to Mike Fox and Axel Meningen for taking my rough demo of the song and making it a broadcast quality production.  Thank you gentlemen for your time, talents, and belief that the song could be more than I could ever make it on my own.  Hear more of their amazing music @michael-fox-925325997 and @axel-m-501052973  
Good Ol' Boy
Lyrics:
He's a good ol' boy with his good ol' toys,
He likes a beer now and then.
He picks a guitar and dreams of going far,
Don't know the how, or the where, or the when.
The boys in the band play as hard as they can.
And they hitch their wagon to the star,
Of this good ol' boy, this good ol' boy.

He keeps house with his wife, the love of his life,
The kids are all grown and gone.
By the gray in his hair you can tell he still cares
'bout the things that are right and wrong.
And the question comes does it get better than this,
A hard days work and a goodnight kiss,
For this good ol' boy, this good ol' boy.

Bridge:
Well it hasn't been easy, no it's never been easy
But he keeps on keepin' on.
And what hasn't killed him he finds a way
To put into a song, 'bout this good ol' boy
This good ol' boy.

Instrumental break, repeat bridge.

He's a good ol' boy with his share of joys,
And his share of the cares of this world.
When it's all said and done, and his race has been run,
And he rests in the arms of the Lord
Of this good ol' boy, this good ol' boy.
Instrumental to the end.

Good Ol' Boy (Mike, Axel, David)

When the railway runs along the coast, right beside the sea, there are many tunnels. Sometimes they’re so narrow that two tracks must draw near to one another to pass through. That’s how a strange love story begins between them.
This is a song I wrote around the year 2000, one of my last. I think it has a good mood. I’ve remixed and partially rearranged it.
You can still hear the warm tone of the Washburn, along with the old Yamaha’s sounds (including the flute). The sax — reworked by me  — is kindly provided by Dropgun Samples.
Still, as always, everything is very handcrafted.

Below is the English translation of the lyrics.

They converged at the tunnel’s mouth,
suddenly parallel —
twins of the railway.
They looked at each other, studied each other,
just enough
to not quite grasp
how much the one beside you knows of you.
They hesitated, thinking of the road behind:
companions in adventure,
but now unsure why.
And then they stared at the night gaping inside the tunnel:
a magnificent promise
to be traveled on the thread of fantasy.

“Inside this darkness, maybe we will never part,
under this shadow, maybe you’ll finally know me,
after this night, who knows where you’ll fall asleep —
perhaps closer to the sea…”

They parted at the tunnel’s edge,
but a narrow wall concealed a silence
charged with jealousy,
shaped like fear — fear of that strange kind of courtesy,
fear of the light,
fear of the end of the tunnel.
“Parallel track,
mirror born of the railway,
traitorous twin,
lover made of parody.
Don’t tell me that
after this darkness we’ll never part,
that under this shadow you’ll finally touch me,
that after this night, who knows where you’ll take me —
perhaps down by the sea…”

And at the end of that masterpiece of engineering,
only one of them
came rushing out of the tunnel;
on instinct, he turned and saw
that the sea was beside him,
and under the sea, the sky,
and beneath the sky — who knows what lies...

“After this darkness, surely we will never part,
inside this shadow, surely you’ll let go,
after this night, I cannot say where you’ll fall asleep —
perhaps closer to the sea…”

----

Confluirono all'ingresso della galleria
improvvisamente paralleli 
gemelli della ferrovia.
Si guardarono, si studiarono quel tanto che
non basta a misurare sino in fondo
quello che hai di fianco cosa sa di te.
Indugiarono, pensarono alla strada dietro di sé:
compagni di avventura,
ma ora non capivano perché.
E poi guardarono la notte spalancata nella galleria:
magnifica promessa
da viaggiare sul filo della fantasia

"dentro questo buio forse noi non ci separeremo mai,
sotto questo scuro tu finalmente mi conoscerai,
dopo questa notte poi non so dire dove ti addormenterai,
forse più vicino al mare ..."

Si congedarono sulla bocca della galleria,
ma parete stretta nasconde silenzio
fatto a carica di gelosia,
fatto a forma di paura di quella stranissima cortesia,
paura della luce
paura della fine della galleria.
"Binario parallelo,
specchio generato dalla ferrovia,
gemello traditore,
amante da parodia.
Non dirmi che 
dopo questo buio noi non ci separaremo mai,
che sotto questo scuro tu finalmente mi toccherai,
che dopo questa notte poi chissà dove mi accompagnerai,
forse giù vicino al mare ..."

E alla fine di quel capolavoro di ingegneria,
di loro uno solo
usciva di corsa dalla galleria;
d'istinto si voltò e vide che
c'era il mare di fianco a sé,
e sotto il mare il cielo,
e sotto il cielo chissa cosa c'è ...

"dopo questo buio certo noi non ci separeremo mai,
dentro questo scuro tu sicuramente ti abbandonerai,
dopo questa notte poi non so dire dove ti addormenterai,
forse più vicino al mare ..."

----

Composed by Michele Ansani (1999)
Posted on SoundCloud: 2025, May 16

Down by the sea [Viaggio di nozze] *

Missing Time

Basic track mix - straight off my Zoom R24. Leaving it alone for a while..(earworm!) 
Synth bass with multi-clarinet riffs / alto flutes/oboe sections with tenor sax on bass pedal. Flute solos with synth middle sections.
Final mix:
https://soundcloud.com/windscaleblues/vanessa-atalanta-red-admiral-final-mix?si=ca265eebd9c240529c76df65d8ce284a&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
Picture by Cathy Alexandre (c/o Pinterest)

RED ADMIRAL [CLA158M2 early mix]

Made in June 2025

Video; https://youtu.be/OvQEDXnxQEE

Deep Forest

Going in deep can result in unexpected encounters.
Track: Clarinet; Clarinet/moog; Tenor saxophones/moog.
Beats c/o Garageband.

Pic. Anglerfish c/o Pinterest.

BLACK WATER

https://cosmicleaf.gr/releases/582/sunshine-velvet
https://cosmicleaf.bandcamp.com/follow_me
https://www.patreon.com/cosmicleaf
https://cosmicleaf.gr/playlists
https://cosmicleaf.gr/tag/63/free-download/releases


Check our playlist:
Psychill Blossom 🌸 Псайчил / псайбиент / Psybient
https://www.submithub.com/link/psychillblossom
Psychill Blossom is a vibrant journey through psychedelic chillout, psybient, and downtempo soundscapes. Blending ethereal melodies and deep grooves. Let the music guide you beyond the ordinary. #Psychill #Downtempo #Psybient


Missing Time

arse-myth

Recent comments

mkandersson1982

fictionalive ⭕️ UNITY

maRc1n0ZɅ

Brillman

Related tracks