Your work is amazing. Congratulations Adnan.

Watch this Go Pro walking video in NYC during a rainy night with the sound turned on but a lower volume while listening to this track in loop mode:

NYC Raining at Night - Manhattan, New York 4K - Sleep ASMR: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FugJWc_Q7ws

Have a look at this video as well (sound turned on or off; song in loop mode):

Night Drive through English Countryside, North Yorkshire to Cumbria 4K: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yd_P3j67-SQ

A restless Night after an unsettling Dream

At The Edge

At The Edge/限界点

Love's Fire [Live] * Copyright SCRT Record Co.

Future Memories.

Gear used:

Ibanez JEM7V-WH
Bias FX 2
Casio CTK 7200 Keyboard
EZ Keys I & II
EZ Drummer 2
EZ Mix I & II
EZ Master I & II
Cakewalk DAW by Bandlab

Guitars & Keys performed by me.
Bass & Drums programmed using Cakewalk DAW Sequencer Tool.

Midnight Dawn

Midnight Dawn/ミッドナイト曙

Thinking about the future when robots are something most people have to assist them with day to day activities.

Robot

A revision of Chordal Mixtures a piece originally uploaded in June this year.

Chordal Mixtures

Chordal Mixtures Remix 5 Nov 2023

THE SAD CORONATION 👸
 
There was a King Milesint, 
Of whom I will tell you: 
He assassinated his brother's child, 
Wanted to wear the crown himself. 
The coronation was celebrated with pomp 
At Liffey Castle. 
O Ireland! Ireland! were you so blind? 

The king sits at midnight 
In the empty marble hall, 
Looks astray at all the new splendor, 
As if drunk with the feast; 
He speaks to his son: 
"Once more bring the crown! 
But look, who has opened the gates?"

Then comes a strange play of the dead, 
A procession with silent footsteps, 
Hooded guests great and many, 
A crown sways in the midst; 
It pushes through the gate 
With whispers without words; 
The king, he is so spiritually dizzy. 

And from the black crowd looks 
A child with a fresh wound; 
He smiles with dying pain and nods, 
He makes the rounds in the hall, 
He paces to the throne, 
He hands a crown 
To the king, whose heart is deeply shocked. 

Thereupon the procession swept away, 
Intoxicated by the morning air, 
The candles flicker whimsically, 
The moon at the window listens; 
The son with fear and silence 
To his father would lean, - 
He leans over a corpse.

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Die traurige Krönung 
 
Es war ein König Milesint, 
Von dem will ich euch sagen: 
Der meuchelte sein Bruderskind, 
Wollte selbst die Krone tragen. 
Die Krönung ward mit Prangen 
Auf Liffey-Schloß begangen. 
O Irland! Irland! warest du so blind? 

Der König sitzt um Mitternacht 
Im leeren Marmorsaale, 
Sieht irr in all die neue Pracht, 
Wie trunken von dem Mahle; 
Er spricht zu seinem Sohne: 
"Noch einmal bring die Krone! 
Doch schau, wer hat die Pforten aufgemacht?"

Da kommt ein seltsam Totenspiel, 
Ein Zug mit leisen Tritten, 
Vermummte Gäste groß und viel, 
Eine Krone schwankt inmitten; 
Es drängt sich durch die Pforte 
Mit Flüstern ohne Worte; 
Dem Könige, dem wird so geisterschwül. 

Und aus der schwarzen Menge blickt 
Ein Kind mit frischer Wunde; 
Es lächelt sterbensweh und nickt, 
Es macht im Saal die Runde, 
Es trippelt zu dem Throne, 
Es reichet eine Krone 
Dem Könige, des Herze tief erschrickt. 

Darauf der Zug von dannen strich, 
Von Morgenluft berauschet, 
Die Kerzen flackern wunderlich, 
Der Mond am Fenster lauschet; 
Der Sohn mit Angst und Schweigen 
Zum Vater tät sich neigen, – 
Er neiget über eine Leiche sich.

𝐸𝒹𝓊𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝑀ö𝓇𝒾𝓀𝑒 (1804 - 1875), 𝒹𝑒𝓊𝓉𝓈𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝐸𝓇𝓏ä𝒽𝓁𝑒𝓇, 𝐿𝓎𝓇𝒾𝓀𝑒𝓇 𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝒟𝒾𝒸𝒽𝓉𝑒𝓇

par interim

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n5A9MEbN5Ek&feature=youtu.be

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