Much mystery and magic, superb! Great painting too!

A very deep musical expression that you present here .... Once again, very much in tune with your subject and perfectly captured. With this orchestration where some new instruments are used, and perfectly successful .... Always at the cutting edge of your art ....

A lush composition and beautifully arranged, Bruce ✨❤️ Haunting and elegant👏🌻

I enjoyed this piece a lot. One of your best I think. The music seems to fit my mood right now ;-)

Lovely piece and a great soundscape - Congrats Bruce!

Calm, contemplative and lovely Bruce …….. relaxed and hypnotic. Great work as always :)

Very original and intriguing Love the use of the harpsichord

Chronus

Rain...too little of it and there is drought, too much of it and there are deadly, destructive floods, just the right amount and the earth flourishes; crops grow, gardens bloom, our spirits are refreshed and encouraged.  This song begs the questions; are mankind's plans, philosophies, charitable endeavors, or selfish goals like the rain that can benefit mankind or destroy it?  Do novel ideas work for the moral structure of humanity or is the ancient wisdom better? There are no easy answers to the questions Peter asks in the lyrics, but they are questions we should consider as we see the world aflame--which is another blessing of rain, it can put out fires.
Lyric/poem, singing and narration - Peter The Poet: @ soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Beautiful guitars left/right - David: @david-dunhamuser589535203
Music, e-guitar, mix, and masterful production - Seagull: @farout-music-studio
The gorgeous female voice: Clara Sorace.

Rain
And so it rains
Will it wash away tomorrow’s hopes,
Leave us stranded in our yesterdays
Clinging to the fraying ropes
Swinging helplessly in vain

And yet it rains
Both the means to life or drowning death
Spilling ‘cross the flooding plains
Sucking out the terminal breath
Forever and again

I stand here naked, cold and blue
Stripped of pride and freedom too
Aspirations drained, subdued
As heaven’s cloudbursts purge me through

And still it rains
Will it cleanse, refresh, renew the truth
Sanitise and ease the pain
Or launder filthy failure’s proof
To try and hide the liar’s stain

And it will rain
While lunatics still yield the whip
Indoctrination’s game remains
The crass politico’s iron grip
Will euthanise our children’s brains

……and so it rains

Rain (with Conny, Peter And David)

Texte Français et Google Traduction

LES VRAIS DU FAUX
Ils ont beau dire, ils ont beau faire
Tous leurs sourires sont à l’envers
Beaucoup de trop, et çà se voit
Se sentant haut tant ils s'y croient.
Sous apparence vivent au-dessus
Dans l'insolence voir même plus
Jouant les meilleurs se sentant beaux
En rois de coeur, qui sonnent faux
Riant de tout, même pas marrant
Quand on s’en fout complètement
Ils s’intéressent sans écouter
Et puis ils laissent tout çà tomber.

Dans les amis, nos confidents
Il reste les vrais, heureusement
Pouvoir se dire et franchement
Les beaux, les pires des sentiments.

Ils congratulent dans le mépris,
Nous prennent pour nuls et puis aussi
Sans de scrupule en font leurs vies.
En tête de rang, la bonne place
Tous les gênants ils les déplacent
Se faisant grand  ils les remplacent.
L'hypocrisie en bandoulière
Car çà aussi ils savent la faire
Ils continuent, se croyant fort
Tout au-dessus, voir plus encore.

Dans les amis, nos confidents
Il reste les vrais, heureusement
Pouvoir se dire et franchement
Les beaux, les pires des sentiments.

Tout çà se voit et on le sent 
Alors pourquoi perdre son temps
Laissons tomber une fois pour toute
Plus les garder sur notre route.
Car peu importe, faut avancer
Fermant  nos portes, les oublier
Laissons les dirent, laissons les faire
Prendre un soupir à l'ordinaire
Sentiments sains, bons ressentis
Pour que demain, saine soit la vie.

Dans les amis, nos confidents
Il reste les vrais, heureusement
Pouvoir se dire et franchement
Les beaux, les pires des sentiments.

THE TRUES FROM THE FALSE

No matter what they say, no matter what they do
All their smiles are upside down
Too many, and it shows
Feeling high as they believe in it.
Under appearance live above
In insolence see even more
Playing the best feeling beautiful
In kings of hearts, who ring false
Laughing at everything, not even funny
When we don't care at all
They are interested without listening
And then they drop it all.

In friends, our confidants
There are still the real ones, fortunately
Being able to say oneself and frankly
The beautiful, the worst feelings.

They congratulate in contempt,
Take us for rubbish and then too
Unscrupulously make their lives out of it.
At the head of the row, the right place
All the troublesome ones they move them
Making themselves big they replace them.
Hypocrisy on the shoulder
Because that too they know how to do
They continue, believing themselves strong
All above, even more.

In friends, our confidants
There are still the real ones, fortunately
Being able to say oneself and frankly
The beautiful, the worst feelings.

All this can be seen and felt 
So why waste your time
Let's give up once and for all
No longer keep them on our way.
Because it doesn't matter, you have to move forward
Closing our doors, forgetting them
Let them say it, let them do it
Take a sigh at the ordinary
Healthy feelings, good feelings
So that tomorrow, life will be healthy.

In friends, our confidants
There are still the real ones, fortunately
Being able to say oneself and frankly
The beautiful, the worst feelings.

LES VRAIS DU FAUX

Music : Janne Hennie & Little Man
Vocal & lyrics : Janne Hennie

Thought I had everything I needed to feel free
But somewhere along the way, I lost me
Without direction, or knowing what to do
I blamed you...

I had a vision of finding something more
A stronger me
But I wasn't sure
where to look, I had no clue
So I blamed you....

I searched every corner, but still couldn't find
The freedom I was looking for
I went blind
Didn't even consider to look for the truth
I just blamed you....

I got tired of searching around
My longing for freedom
I just couldn't find
Couldn't bear to look anymore
So I blamed you....

What was I thinking?
Why couldn't I see
My own freedom was always within me
But I was blind
I was a fool
Blamed it all on you.....

I Blamed You

1. The fetus "devours" it's mother while in uterus, depriving her from numerous nutrients, causing her many discomforts through the pregnancy.
2. Each femininity is being "devoured" by her menstrual flow from it's start till it ends.
3. Each woman is being "devoured" while existing in patriarchal societies.
4. You name it...
Oh, sometimes I wish I could crawl back into my mother's womb.
Thank you Simone :)

Devour (Respect The Womb)

The Earth Love II

The Rhythm of Life (Remix)

The Nasty Fruits

l'art pour l'art - Tenebreus
April 2025
Duration: 3:10
Listen to the Playlist, l'art pour l'art: https://soundcloud.com/bruce-klepper-1/sets/lart-pour-lart
Cover art painting: Carol Klepper
Cover art lettering: John-Marc Ventimiglia
For harpsichord, bansuri, shakuhachi, duduk, bass moceno, skiddaw stones, virtual instruments and percussion

l'art pour l'art - Tenebreus

Attacca
: attack at once 
—used as a direction in music at the end of a movement to begin the next without pause.

Movement. .......................................................................  Timeline

1st .............War Cry ......Call to Arms ...............................0.00--1.55
2nd............The Advance to Battle ...................................1.55--2.48
3rd.............The Battle Begins...........................................2.48--3.59
4th.............The Triumphant...............................................4.00--5.10
Thanks to Dennis for his pristine gunfire and airbourne fx....https://pixabay.com/users/dennish18-26151496/
Cover-art :- Marek Studzinski ...https://unsplash.com/@jccards
Orchestration,arrangement,mix and production ...Pablo

Attacca

"Attacca"

My rescore of the Doctor Who special, Voyage of the Damned, which was originally released on October 22nd, 2021.

A Silent Night

No Exit is a minimalist concept album built on repetition, pressure, and inner monologue. Each track is a single thought like a mental command, a reflex, a moment of tension. From What If to Don't, the cycle loops endlessly, mirroring the mind's tendency to spiral, to rehearse, to resist. Composed with cinematic neoclassical textures, mechanical precision, and emotional restraint, this record captures the architecture of obsessive thought: quiet, brutal, and intimate. Enjoy!

Дышать (to breathe)

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Bruce Klepper is a Colorado based composer with thousands of listeners worldwide. Klepper studied music composition in the 1970's and received a degree in music composition and theory.  After writing music for many years and starting a tech company based in Colorado, Klepper retired in 2014 from business so he could devote myself to his true passion, composing music. Klepper's music premiered in Carnegie Hall, September 2022.  Klepper writes music in a number of different styles, including contemporary classical music, jazz, soundscapes using field recordings, ambient music, and ballet music.  Klepper has been composing music for Danse Etoile Ballet (www.danseetoile.org) since 2016. Klepper has been collaborating with Parlando School of Musical Arts (www.parlando.org) faculty Britta De Groot and Sergei Govorov for over a year now, composing and arranging new music for the dynamic piano and saxophone duo to premier around the United States. Klepper's music can be heard on all major streaming platforms, including Spotify, Apple Music, YouTube, and SoundCloud. 

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l'art pour l'art - Tenebreus

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