Mark says,
"Making music with Rodolfo is always exciting and often a challenge, although I know we both find it stimulating, as we always aim to reach high and this post is no exception. This new song, started its gestation almost a year ago, instantly showed a lot of promise and since has been through many stages of exploration and rounds of problem-solving. The painfully blunt lyrics were initially inspired by a friend's brutal relationship break-up, but the final result is much heavier. I hope you find it moving rather than disturbing, I was trying to match the mood of Rod's deeply dramatic music."

Rodolfo says,
"I think it's a fantastic song and you've done an amazing job on both the story and the vocals, especially those tough lines. When I was writing it, I just felt like a modern blues with a techno vibe was taking shape. The final sound was defined by the story and those really dramatic, emotional lyrics. You might want to make it clear that it's a fictional story to avoid giving our friends heart attacks."

We appreciate all of the kind support that the Soundcloud community has given our collaborations. Thanks for listening and sharing your thoughts, Mark and Rodolfo

Now available on Spotify - https://open.spotify.com/album/5pfvPjop9XCJPrVL9a60U0

Rodolfo Planes - Music composition, instrumentation, arrangement, production and mix https://soundcloud.com/rplanes
Me - Vocals and lyrics

Moments of stress,
How did you deal with the rest?
All that is left of you and me,
Is wrecked.
How can we expect,
To go on when there’s nothing at all left?
 
…Left in the lurch,
You should have done more research.
I was truly never a safe bet for you…
For you could have made,
A much better match than you did with me.
 
Open your eyes,
I promise you won’t be surprised,
It’s been there before you,
All along, all of the way…
…Way before you had sensed,
That we had got it all so wrong by then.
 
Moments of stress,
All such a mess,
It’s anyone’s guess,
How it all went so wrong?
Moments of stress,
No more nor less,
Need I express,
How it all went so wrong?

Moments Of Stress - Continental Collision (by Rodolfo Planes/Mark J Bennett) on Spotify now

Embodiment Of Disgust ( demo II )

This is an interesting, orginal and powerful piece which should keep you listening 'til the end. Enjoy!

'Three Piece Suite for Jazzman Pedro'

this one pretty much wrote itself when i found myself staring at a blank sheet of paper for ages,
tapping my pen annoyingly and waiting for something to happen........a live take with a bit of piano........cheers for having a listen......



           PEN TO PAPER 
 
my pen can write a letter of love
describe to you the stars above
congratulate you on your gain
comfort you when your in pain

console you in your time of need
tell you that you're loved indeed
but if i told you how i feel today
my pen would be cruel

my pen can sign my life away
to own a house i'll never pay
then write it in a thank you note
for the monstrous debt that i now owe

my pen has got me in trouble deep
sometimes so much i cannot sleep
if i were to write about myself
my pen would be cruel

i don't pretend to understand
what's going on upstairs
i just try to keep it to myself
sometimes it's better, to hide it all away
i know to you that that don't make much sense

my pen can tell you how and why
my love for you could never die
write the words with even flow
so you would never have to know

my pen is guarded at the gate
it hides my secrets can't escape
and if they did then you would know
my pen can be so cruel

misanthropy, philanthropy, 
evilness and empathy    
my pen belongs in their mirrored halls
it's inky eye looks through them all

there's nothing it can't see right through
the things you thought that no one knew
now written there right in front of you
the pen can be so cruel

my pen can talk what i can't speak
and go where i don't want to be
from a prison cell to a sunburst sky
turn the truth against a lie

write a wrong into a right
turn a long day into night
the burden can be so heavy
when the pen can be so cruel

Pen To Paper

Emerging

Escape the sun

pianno6a (studio 1998)

Lyrics

It's cold in here
But I need to know
For now the black shows negative woe
Let's light this night
We are solar flare
Dial in the pot
Be variable resistor
Resist the pain
Get power
Release
The grim reaper finds bitter feast
I am rat poison for you devil
In rush your pain with moral revel
Chocolate for our challenged soul
Wake it up your spirit is on hold
Sweet enlightened cocoa bright
Be the bar
The dark knights

Know their negative fear filled plane
Feel that fear and do it with the pain
Realize good grateful grain
Wheat is word like human same
System
Life
No need now God
One saviour sights just inner pause
Instinct intends to find true past
Let's learn from dogs and bats and cats
Mutations, Skills, Lost to reason?
Necessity seeds inate treason
See humanity as irony
'Good to ourselves'
The only free...
Natural deselection
Murderers of planet heaven
Millions and millions and millions of years
We are niche deleters
Indifferent seers
Seers for fears frozen in finance
Tears now hear some glow to glance
Feet with light
Ear filled bright
Heroes of me
The dark knights

The Dark Knights

Carved from stone my roots run deep
The winds they howl the hills they weep
Blood of my kin flows wild and free
Highlands whisper their song to me

Highlands in my soul highlands in my heart
Through the mist and the cold we’ll never part
With every breath I take every beat of my chest
The highlands remain my eternal quest

Highlanders afoot .mp3

Storytelling & Vocals by Heidi-Marie Arapa

Lyrics
The town square hums with whispered thought,
A language learned, a lesson taught.
But a void follows where she walks,
A silent space where no one talks.
They call her strange, they call her cold,
But her mind is still, her heart is free,
A silent world for only she.

Why has Elara become silent?
Is it a choice, a grand design?
Is the noise too loud, 
Or is her peace a sign?
She holds a secret, a quiet key,
To a world that they can't see.
The music's gone, the words are few,
But in the quiet, she is true.

She played the bells, a magic tune,
Under the light of a pale moon.
It healed the town, it made them whole,
But stole the pieces of her soul.
The melody was a draining cost,
A part of her forever lost.
So she laid the hammer down,
And traded magic for a silent crown.

They ask her why she won't sing out,
Why she lives with so much doubt.
But the truth is not for them to know,
Some seeds of silence need to grow.

The echoes fade, the bell is still,
A peaceful quiet on the hill.
Elara's silence, a final grace,
A sanctuary, in this place.

Produced in the
ARAPA Music Studio
Sydney - Australia

Artwork:  #azcreativestudiosydney

Elara's Silence

Corridors

New Project from Pennsylvania, US. Mixing and matching the styles of Metal, Groove Metal and Electronic Metal. Lyrics to be tracked soon, feedback is welcome...enjoy!

Emerging

Compose the Decomposed