Extraordinary piste piano. Nice work 👍 👏

Hey Aindrea man, I keep coming back to this. It's exquisite. Love your piano work in general, man This one is a real winner, though.

Wow, you improv so well, great flow and expression. Mind Blown! :)

This is grandiose!!!! Such a great piano piece<3 Really nice changes and dynamics

Oh, please make more like this! There’s so much to be said and you say it so beautifully! ☺️

Daily Drops

Lonely Road.lead vocal.Frank Scimia

PS Perkins: Guitars, bass, lyre, vocals
Ron Thomas: Autoharps, Drums

Production notes:
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Very early on we wanted to use autoharps on this song to create a sort of swirling backdrop, reminiscent of the harps in Indian/Bollywood soundtrack songs of the seventies.

Right away there were challenges because the song is in B flat and is not wholly diatonic to begin with, utilizing a chord built on the augmented lydian scale in the choruses. So rather than transpose the song to a more amenable key (since the chromatic bits weren't going to work no matter what key we used) we instead re-tuned the autoharp. Moving through the strings one by one we tuned them either up or down a half step where applicable to bring them into key. Where the augmented chord hit in the choruses, we excluded those notes so that the autoharp was filling the diatonic parts of the chords and omitting the accidentals. It took us several tries to get it right. In the end we arrived at a chord progression that could be strummed on the autoharp and the modified chords could be played with existing dampers.

We also tuned the lyre so that the top half of the strings included the chromatic augmented notes while the lower register of the lyre was tuned using the diatonic, so the lyre could play the melody all the way through both parts of the song.

The inspiration for this song was essentially fourfold:
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First, H.P. Lovecraft's terrifying necromancer Joseph Curwen (from "The Case of Charles Dexter Ward") who masked his true identity in order to thwart suspicion from his fellow townsfolk. He has many secrets lurking in his underground catacombs where he performs acts of necromancy most foul, extracting the "salts" of the dead in order to raise them at will and learn the secrets of ancient eldritch deities.

Second, a poem by Rudyard Kipling titled "En-Dor" which was a warning against the rise of spiritualism and the cost of communion with the dead in the early 20th century.

Third, the biblical Saul who traveled in disguise to visit a witch at the city of Endor in order to summon Samuel from the dead and garner advice on defeating the Philistines, but who only prophesies doom for Saul. Saul dies later the next day in the battle of Gilboa.

Lastly, the story of Odysseus communing with the underworld where he enlists the help of Tiresias to have a chat with the dead and secure for himself a safe journey home.

They all seek communion with the dead for one purpose: to gain knowledge which only those who have crossed over between realms might possess. 

Lyrics:
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A mask may reveal what it’s meant to conceal
From those who are standing beside us
Armor of pride, so we learn to abide
By the monsters which hide deep inside us
The monsters which lurk deep inside us
Oh, how they scratch and they bite us
The monsters which lurk deep inside us

Only to know what the professor knows

Eating black bread, wearing clothes of the dead
The soil soaked in honey around us
For fear if we failed, leave the ogre unveiled
And it’s back in the grave where they found us
Back in the grave where they found us
Freed from the ties which had bound us
Back in the grave where they found us

Only to know what the professor knows

In the catacomb vaults, we extracted the salts
From cadavers to lengthen our youth
Chanting the names at the edge of the flames
And a mirror to show us the truth
A mirror which speaks only truth
See how it seeks not to soothe
A mirror which speaks only truth

Only to know what the professor knows

In the underworld maze, in the night of no days
Concocting the plan we’re devising
Much to endure on the road to En-Dor
And to snatch from Elohim arising
To snatch from Elohim arising
Snatch from Elohim arising
Snatch from Elohim arising
Snatch from Elohim arising
Snatch from Elohim arising

BARDS:Of The Shimmering Seraphs

The Professor

THE BOY - RIOT OF THE MIND
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This is a cheering song for punks. Everything by myself. Main genres are Punk / Pop Punk. The moods are Energetic, Upbeat. The overall vibes are inspired by The Clash. Simplicity and passionate vocal. The sounds of guitar and bass are inspired by Green Day. I love their lively music. The goal was to make music as open as theirs. In creating, anyway, I tried to make a punk song that is simple. There's nothing difficult about the guitar, bass and drums. I would be really happy if someone heard this song and decided to start a band. The chorus is very very easy to remember! I want the audience to play loud at the party.

Lyrics : 1! 2! 3! 4!

We mustn’t forget about love
I don't need fuckin' rules
I wanna be in the sunshine
I don't ever know your shine

Wooo oh oh oh oh
Wooo oh oh oh oh

There's nothing to fear, nothing to doubt
'Cause I'm in love with you
I like to be higher than the sky
We don't need to cry now

Wooo oh oh oh oh
Wooo oh oh oh oh

We need a new riot
Riot Riot of our minds
We mustn't forget about love
We don't need our fighting glove

Wooo oh oh oh oh
Wooo oh oh oh oh

RIOT OF THE MIND

It was amazing to get to work on this. Thank you Nine Inch Nails for making the original track re-mixable, and Neons Gone Mad for including me in this fun collaboration. You're all legends!

The original Nine Inch Nails track, licensed through Creative Commons, is here: https://archive.org/details/nineinchnails_ghosts_I_IV

After seeing Neons Gone Mad's video with positive vibes of newspaper headlines through the ages that they had found, I decided to try to sing along to those. This was done in one take, and they were kind enough to produce it for me. They also made a new video edit to go with it, this one's in colour. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DioOmT4R6sk (here's the original: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=enuwv6CKCtw)

Masha Solo on Bandcamp: https://masha-solo.bandcamp.com

Neons Gone Mad on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/3B39xtrJfUJK0C1RQhmLGG

Neons Gone Mad on Bandcamp: https://profoddfellow.bandcamp.com/

Song art by Masha using a combination of video stills from NGM's video and a self portrait in the middle. The lyrics are found newspaper headlines collected by Craig Conley @prof-oddfellow

Lyrics:
Thus we can rewrite
Here goes something
Seek better times
that never were
You can bypass
Wit's end
No weekends are lost (it says here!);
You are not second class
You don't have to take it anymore
Something will always be there.
"You can take it with you"
Next year will be ours
Not impossible to get money
Facing the Future without fear
Evil spirits scared away
So far so good
Seek better times
That never were
You'll Do All Right
You Still Have Time...
Wow! You look great!
Everything's Great
You Get Your Wish!
Future Is Bright
Little Things Count
Your Lucky Star
is on the way!
We'll See This Through!
Here goes something
Everything's going to be all right
and every tomorrow a vision of hope.
Bizarre OK for over 30
There is a solution for every problem
Something wonderful happened
How a weirdo and a ghost can change your entire life
Nothing falls to pit bottom due to earth's motion
The devil can't make you do it!
There's still time to withdraw
You can change your personality from dull to dynamite
You are not as old as you think
Something Nice About Tomorrow
The better day coming to-morrow
Danger period is about over
There are two handles to every tomorrow
Not all good things have to end

Collaborations

Let's Undo: Nine Inch Nails with Neons Gone Mad and Masha Solo

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.   Featuring Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Alto Saxophone solo. Fender Rhodes Electric Piano Rhythm. Hammond B3 Organ background Rhythm. Fender Electric Bass. Full Drum kit set.

Bluez at Home

Ream Dream

Music & Production by David k. A. Spencer
https://soundcloud.com/david-spencer-543878720

Vocals & Lyrics by Cosmic Keanu

Find the Truth

In the search for truth
Where do we turn?

Is anything
new Under the sun?

Why can’t we be satisfied
with enough?

Endlessly pursue our
increasing desire

As the candle burns ever
lower with time

[chorus]
And all of this
is sand beneath our feet
A faded photograph,
a fading memory

The ear is never filled
by endless learning

There’s no memory left
Of earlier things

[chorus]

And, what remains
When we close our eyes?

Is anything there
beyond endless night?

Even legends die
Stars fall from the sky
The Truth never lies
God is only light

I have seen enough
to believe

Once you’ve seen the Truth
You can’t unsee

Ask in His name, and it’s given
to you 

Seek and you will find,
find the Truth

Find The Truth (David k. A. Spencer & Cosmic Keanu)

New Name

Miss You Jackie (on sax)

This track came together very quick!
Again, I wanted to keep it limited to just 2 guitars, bass and drums.


Guitars used:
Yamaha Revstar Standard, P90's (left speaker)
Gibson Les Paul Studio (right speaker)
Fender Precision Bass (centre)

All guitar sounds created using Line 6 Helix Native.
Amp models used:
Mesa Boogie MK IV
Orange Rockerverb
Bass - Darkglass Microtubes B7K

Drums programmed using Toontrack EZ Drummer 3 

Cover photo generated by A.I

Equilibrium

Thank you to all of you who stopped and listened to this track. I frolicked with my friends as if I had lost track of time. Away from the hustle and bustle of daily life, feeling the eternal cycle of wind and waves. Summer with friends, free and unbounded. You will remember forever, your heart will dance, and you will be free of constraints.

For All Eternity

Rush

Still had time to taste some crystals of silence, before the devil began to distort the transparent symmetry.
Hands with arched nails pull up the white raw silk stockings to her knees; she feels a renewed spirit, even though she knows the stockings will eventually come down again.
You can already hear the mud walking outside.
She goes out to buy milk bread at the cafe, when she opens the door of the building; she gives in to the dream the primacy of guiding her, tiptoe over water lilies.
A sting each time a bottle was dropped at the bottom of the recycling bin, she thought of the neighbors who were still sleeping, would they receive messages in their dreams that weren't written on the bottles?
She was reading a book like an actress in rehearsal as she walked down the street in autopilot mode, her knuckles brushing against the fresh morning myths; she was possessed by images in the heavy, noisy air, lines of passion in fragmentation.
People running on the small stone walkway with burning pain in their knees and heels.
He arrives at the cafe, sits down on the terrace where the sun shines, a breath of coffee spreads in the air with mysterious symbols. Under the water mirror of a small lake, roots in the form of clock hands that do not give in to the call of time, clinging to childhood, giant egg in the center of the lake half out of water, has a crack, is full of blood, through the blood a way. In the distance, a rocky slope, dismembered, alienated trees.
Cobalt-blue bodice, pointers tremble little needle screams, shadows in the eyes of the titties, two twin chapels, between them goes the size of your soul, close your eyes and remain static, cathedral of flavors of private cultivation, the pink mouth gives itself naked in the open air a procession courting the skin. Fine silk on which a heart of light is drawn falls from her breasts, with her hands she brushes away things like abracadabra, awakened mystery, creator plush, desert cross, chalice between her legs, soda with bubbles, she plays the organ.
Tights tucked over the head
Horse with a tank top dress pulled over the head
A fishing boat pull rope
Pregnant belly blindfolded
Hair roots
Everything turned upside down
Egg

7-11-2024 translation in description

Passion

WIP0191

Advanced Level - Piano solo - Venezuelan Waltz with syncopated rhythms

Si Tan Solo

Si Tan Solo Como Un Niño

ART 165 - by Felipe De Vicente © 

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ART 165

I enjoy interacting with seriously minded musicians.  Soundcloud is a wonderful platform for meeting great and interesting musicians.  I  play piano, synth, guitar, bass, bodhran and I sing from time to time.  I studied jazz piano and composing  Contemporary Classical Music and I write for many genres. 

Unfortunately I now feel it necessary to state that I do not use AI for composing music and I object to Ai training of music.  Sampling without written permission from me of any of the material posted by this account is strictly prohibited.


Some of my Favorite Artists:  J. H. Bach, Beethoven, Debussy, Miles Davis, Thelonius Monk, Chick Corea, Surgeon, Mingus, Carlos Santana, Julie London, Mark Verbos, Julia Bondhar, Elpiverse, Sarah Landry.

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