Holy shite! These are all stand outs! Great work!

Ipséité

Jazz bars

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.   Featuring Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Alto Saxophone solo. Trumpet solo. Fender Electric Bass. Roland Synthesizer Bass. Marimba Background Rhythm. Gibson L5 Electric Guitar Rhythm. Gibson SG Background Rhythm. Drum full trap set. Percussion, Timbales, Cowbell, 22" Zildjen Ride & Crash Cymbal. Ago go Bells.

Down Home

El Camino

This track I've done about a year ago, and it was sitting in my library because it wasn't completely finished. Last week I looked at it again and kept polishing details until I reached pretty high level of production (well, to my standards anyway).

Song lasting 6:17 minutes is my longest track yet, so that's a record right there. Moreover, I got way better with arrangement of cells (in garageband), and now I can work with structures way faster, along with having the ability to make longer and longer songs. Pretty good improvement considering that last 6 months I did almost nothing on production level. I guess creativity works in mysterious ways. 

Here I'm using 2 basses. One continuous-sounding and the other short and punchy. Both electronic and heavily distorted. Intro is long and for over half a minute there's only bass plying. I wanted to let you sink that sound in on it's own, since for me that bass sound is an orgasm. I play 2 octaves, first lower one, then upper, then both. That's an intro. 

Then the rhythms start. I use 3 main ones and two additional ones (one at the beginning and one at the end). First main one is classic techno rhythm(kick on first and third, and snare on third), second one is complex rhythm with slow hi-hat (closed), and third one is with fast hi-hat(closed). 

After playing first one for over a minute and half (after intro), there's mixture of second and third one going almost until the end. Melodically, there's two melodies that complement each other and kind of play out the most of the melodic structure. In short slow down at the end I play only 2 basses with kick as obvious finish line.  
Enjoy.

Moderate tribe

Opus

Dangerous Feeling

Data

AT NIGHT, THEY WERE SILENT MIXX

Girl In The Orchestra

Princess Hachikazuki

Verse 1:
Dying, promise, beauty is shame so don't let them see it.
Shying, hidden, Hachikazuki offers her word.
The promise she made will always define her,
Keep her away from the eyes that pry.
Nothing will stop her living alone, see,
Closing the door only makes dreams die.

Chorus 1:
Running far away, don't know where she's gone to,
Hachikazuki don't care, so.
Anywhere will do so the memories will go now,
Leaving what she is but she don't know how.

Verse 2:
Lucky, don't think so, a village ahead with a mansion house.
Head down, covered, ask for a job as the words leave her mouth.
Come on inside, show a welcome to strangers,
The Prince of the House he asks her to stay.
Can't see her face but her voice is enchanting,
His choice of a bride framed in freezing grey.

Chorus 2:
He kneels down at her feet and asks her to have him,
A minute of impulse, he knows it's right.
Hachikazuki sees her destiny,
Falling from the sky are the diamonds so bright.

Middle 8:
Instrumental 

Coda:
The Princess of the Wooden Bowl,
She's let her courage shine.
Don't hide away from who you are, 
Only loving will define.

Princess Hachikazuki

Buble's not dead ! Guitar, Bass,Keys,Drums,MPC and other super fun toys to make this track ! 🎵😎

Bubble And Kendrick

Oto-Hime (The Dark Princess)

Coda:
The girl with the jet-black hair, she don't know you as well as you think,
Emeralds, diamonds, seduce your mind cos the flesh is weak.

Verse 1:
The future never-ending, yearning for a change,
But she don't know how and she can't avow, a stranger coming through the door.

Verse 2:
Tall, dark, and a face made-up, blackness in his soul,
She sees his heart, a life apart, destiny coming into view.

Chorus 1:
Dark Princess so patiently, privacy is her game,
With purple eyes, a wicked smile, innocence never came.

Verse 3:
Something to remember, a keepsake full of you,
A jewellery box, the memories lost, she gave it to you with a promise made.

Chorus 2:
Dark Princess, a shadow of me, the image don't suit her face,
Black mascara and modesty, her movement filled with grace.

Middle 16

Verse 4:
I know that you won't listen, I take it from your hand,
But the warning's clear and I don't fear, a hundred years with the turn of a key.

Chorus 3:
Dark Princess, the girl of my dreams, impossible to love,
She takes revenge, done nothing wrong, her virtues lay intact....

Oto-hime (The Dark Princess)

Avaunt III

Avaunt II

Avaunt I

A yellowish hue stains the paper on the walls
and the hard maple bar stools paint a solid picture
of the kind of place I just stumbled in.
There's three men at the bar, each sitting two stools apart
and it is not hard to tell by the look on their faces
that they are not here to have a good time,
nor the face the night, 
away on dancing feet.

Still I felt this urge to return here.
To the same booth where you were sipping your wine
when you told me they found out it spread out to your lungs this time.
An I remember us putting on a brave face, but by the second cheap bottle of wine, it was all war paint and battle cries.

You said: 
"If they want me, they will have to drag me out of here.
I've won tougher fights than this and I will show them my teeth.
I'll be kicking. I'll be screaming. 
If they want me, they'd better come prepared."

But prepared they came.
And the poison in your blood took more away from you than it ever did to help you, than it ever took from them.
It's just a matter of days now.
So you felt this urge to make 'em count.
You sang: "I'll burn out before I fade away".
And by the time the moment came, you said "there's nothing left to say".

Well they wanted you but they had to drag you out of here.
There is no tougher fight than this and you showed them your teeth. 
You were kicking. You were screaming.
There is no braver fight than yours.

If they want me, they will have to drag me out of here.
There is no tougher fight than this, but I will show them my teeth, like you showed them your teeth.
I'll be kicking. I'll be screaming.
There is no tougher fight than this.

Give me some time to stop cursing the darkness.
I'm lighting candles honey, one at a time.
Though I don't see it, I know your hand is always in mine.

War Paint And Battle Cries

Amateur de (presque) tous les styles de musique, à mon tour de m’essayer à créer du contenu, influencé certainement par mes écoutes, ces petits plaisirs solitaires qui nous propulsent dans des mondes oniriques… 
Echos, rebonds, résonances, redondance, panoramiques… jouer avec les sons, sans prétention.
Espérant que vous apprécierez ces sons avec autant de plaisir que j’ai eu à les faire !

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A lover of (almost) all music genres, it’s my turn to try creating content, certainly influenced by my listening habits, those little solitary pleasures that propel us into dreamlike worlds… Echoes, rebounds, resonances, redundancy, panoramics… playing with sounds, without pretension. I hope you will enjoy these sounds as much as I enjoyed making them!

This is the sounding board for my many projects. I use this for works-in-progress to check mix levels and such. None of these tracks is finished.

Opus

Botch!

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