On several occasions, throughout various compositions of mine, I’ve emphasized how a melody or theme was based on something I wrote long ago, during my teenage years.
In this instance, the main theme is probably one of the very first things I ever composed—likely my first 'Eureka' moment, when I first gained some clarity about my musical gifts. Needless to say, this melody holds immense personal significance.
After all this time, I’ve finally decided to properly honor it by writing a set of variations.

Ode For Piano, A Minor, No. 2

Sometimes you love people so much that you wish you could travel back in time to be there at all the moments they needed you.

This is a post punk cover version of my song Seventeen. The original version is here:

https://kindnessinc.bandcamp.com/track/seventeen-bonus-track

Composer & lyricist: Antoine G
Arrangement: Antoine G & Charles Eric Charrier

Antoine G:  vocals, drum machine, keys, melodica, production
Charles Eric Charrier: bass 1 & 2 https://charlesericcharrier.bandcamp.com/
Dominique Queffélec: violin 
Béatrice Temple: background vocals

Art: Foxy HxC Macfly https://hxcantares.bandcamp.com/

VERSE 1:
Sometimes I wish that I would be seventeen again
And I’d meet you in the park on a sunny morning
I’d put my arms around you, and hold you so tight
That all of your nightmares would come  to pass

VERSE 2:
Sometimes I wish that I would be seventeen again
To keep all these bad boys a distance away
To shelter you from their lies and from their hate
And from the sad thoughts you had at night

CHORUS:
Cause sticks and stones can break your bones
And tear your heart to pieces
Yes the stones will break your bones
And then burn your soul alway 

VERSE 3:
If I could turn the clock back, rewind the hands of time
I would be there on the days when your thoughts went dark
If I could lighten up your somber days  with a smile 
I'd show you a future that looked bright

VERSE 4:
If I could be seventeen again, I’d teach you how to fight
I’f teach you how to raise your fists and rise out of the night
If I was seventeen again I’d keep you close to me
I’d wave away the clouds and tell you you’re free 

CHORUS:
Cause sticks and stones can break your bones
And tear your heart to pieces
Yes the stones will break your bones
And then burn your soul alway 

VERSE 5 (BRIDGE):
I’d tear down every wall, fight every fear you have
To  give you all of the love that is mine   
I’d fight against thousands, and I would fight every day    
To bring you peace and joy and chase the pain away

VERSE 6:
If only  I'd be seventeen again
I could meet you in the park  on a sunny morning
I could  put my arms around you, and hold you so tight
That  all of your nightmares could come  to pass

Seventeen  (the kind version)

"Rico Gillette" (Jack Miller) [05.19.25]
J Dulva and Counting Coup
(c) 2025 Cenote Music

Rico Gillette [05.19.25]

This work was composed specifically for The Viola Commissioning Circle (VCC) Composer Prize based in London.

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🎵 Title: Lingering Light in Winter’s Embrace
🎼 Composer: Michael Herter

🕒 Duration: 05:07
🐢 Tempo: Slow
🎻 Genre: Classical / Neoclassical / Soundtrack
🎧 Mood: Romantic, Emotional, Poetic
🎬 Video: https://youtu.be/2qpfngZPqsU

📝 Description
"Lingering Light in Winter’s Embrace" is a chamber composition for eight instruments, deeply rooted in the expressive tradition of the Russian musical school, profoundly inspired by the legacies of Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky and Georgy Sviridov. The piece seeks to capture the ephemeral beauty of memory, weaving an atmosphere of tender melancholy and quiet contemplation, as if illuminated by the delicate glow of a winter landscape.

At its heart lies the theme of nostalgia — a longing for moments lost, expressed through a lyrical dialogue between the strings (first and second violins, viola, cello, and double bass) and the poignant timbre of the winds (flute, oboe, and clarinet). The strings evoke heartfelt emotions, whispering tales of cherished recollections, while the winds add a breath of airy lightness and a subtle shimmer of hope. The double bass provides a resonant foundation, grounding the composition in the timeless embrace of the natural world.

This work transcends a specific narrative, instead inviting listeners on an emotional journey — a meditation on the fleeting nature of time, the enduring power of the human spirit, and the universal search for harmony. "Lingering Light in Winter’s Embrace" is a sonic painting, a tapestry of sound designed to stir the soul and awaken the imagination. It’s a testament to the beauty found within stillness, and a celebration of the delicate balance between joy and sorrow.

🎼 Key: A-Dur | Time Signature: 3/4 | Tempo: Varies bpm

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CLASSICAL and NEOCLASSICAL

Lingering Light in Winter’s Embrace

I told them:
Don't ask
Don't stay
But I never meant it
all the way

I build walls
then leave the window cracked
Write "Go away"
on the welcome mat
I breathe in silence
like it's oxygen
and choke
when it lingers too long

I said
This room is mine
don't knock
But the floorboards echo
your name
in the dark
And the books I stack
to block your face
fall over
when the wind gets brave

I want the cold
but dream in heat
I shut my mouth
but write in ink
Every locked door
has a crack
where light leaks in
and I never fix it

I don't want the questions
I don't want the answers
But I rehearse them anyway
I call it peace
but twitch
at every footstep
that passes by
without stopping

Say it's solitude
but it's just fear
dressed up in velvet
sitting by the mirror
I shout at ghosts
but leave the lamp on
No one's coming
Still, I wait

No, don't ask me how I'm doing
(But ask anyway)
Don't come to the door
(But linger in the hallway)
Don't say my name
(But don't forget it)
Don't look at me
but don't look away

This is the knock
I never wanted
This is the silence
I invited
This is the ache
that begs
to stay

Linger

A celebration of the most mistreated character in music video history:
https://youtu.be/8SbUC-UaAxE?si=F3SUAcM8Xf91NiF1&t=417

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Three tiers
Nine hours of buttercream
And none of it...
was my damn fault

They built me tall in the back of a bakery
With trembling hands and nervous pastry
A tower of sugar, proud and obscene
White as sin and twice as mean

Fondant swans and wedding gold,
We were sweet, but we were cold
And we got hauled in a battered van
Like I wasn’t more than a five-day plan

I saw 'em kiss, I heard 'em cheer
I smelled cheap wine and bridal fear
They danced like gods, then slipped like men
And guess who took the fall again?

It's not my fault!
I'm just the cake!
You fake your vows, I just get baked!
You lose your mind, I lose a tier
Then someone dives in with a cheer!

Don't blame the frosting for your fate
I just stood there. Looked... 
Great

He wore a suit like it owed him cash
She wore white like a powder stash
The flowers died before the vows
The band played slow, the sky played loud

The priest forgot the final line
The ring went on like a warning sign
They posed beside me, full of grace
But I could see it in her face

They said "forever," but I smelled fear
The kind you frost with souvenir
You want a symbol? Fine, I'm tall
But don't blame me when you lose it all!

It’s not my fault!
I didn’t break!
You threw your love into a lake
You kissed too fast, you drank too slow
You planned a dream you didn't know

Don't blame the icing when you fall
I just stood there. That's all

And then
That guy
No name. No tie
Just heat and bourbon in his eyes
He leapt
Like sugar held salvation...
And landed face-first in damnation...

In me!

It's not my fault!
I didn't ask to be your throne!
You wanted myth, I gave you scone
You built it all, then burned it down
And I'm the one who wears the crown?

I never said "forevermore"
I just said "dessert's by the door"

I was delicious
And that... 
Should've been enough

It's Not My Fault

Back on the pop scene, fam 🔥❤️‍🔥🔥

Hi Lo

instrumental take on getting out on the open road early in the morning, traffic free!

out on the open road

Two women. One rhythm.
Every breath, every step – a thread weaving them closer.
They dance life for life, sound for sound, carried by the pulse of something greater.
From the quiet of a shared room to the neon between shadows, their love moves like music: never asking, never ending.
This is not just a song. It’s a memory turned into movement.

Voice, text & concept: Manug Mirage
Music & AI post-production: MIRAGE Studio + Suno
Cover art: AI-generated with custom prompt by Manug Mirage
Copyright © 2025 Manug Mirage & the Many
This piece is art – free from genre.
Remastered 2025 for deeper clarity and presence.

With Her at Home

Miles Between Us

Freezing but sunny day around Schwarzsee (or Lac Noir if you prefer).
Easy going, simple and enjoyable day with family captured by acoustic guitar and bass in this easy listening song.
Enjoy your easy going moments!

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