Beautiful composition and such a rich vibrant mix!

Beautiful guitar, very cool sound, nice product :)

Ladies and gentlemen, fasten your seatbelts, for we're about to embark on a journey through the auditory wilderness.

Picture yourself in the heart of the Sierra Norte Mexico, surrounded by the lush, enigmatic cloud forest. The air is thick with the mystique of the night, and the russet nightingale-thrush serenades your very soul.

Now, this ain't your average tune; it's an amalgamation of sonic wizardry. A concoction of synthesizers, electric guitars, and a chord progression inspired by none other than Wolfgang freakin' Mozart. We're talking about strong tensions and releases that'll have your mind doing backflips.

But that's not all. It's a psychedelic trip through the cosmos of emotions. You'll find yourself swimming in calmness, basking in contentment, and drowning in relaxation. Relief washes over you, and serenity wraps you in its warm embrace. Suddenly, surprise dances in, followed by hope and a friendly, delightful joy that'll send shivers down your spine. Pleasure is the name of the game, my friends.

And it's all delivered with jazzy harmonies, in a waltz time signature that'll make you feel like you're waltzing through the ethereal haze of the Sierra cloud forest.

So, hit that play button, my dear compadres, and let "Sierra's Musical Embrace" take you on a wild ride through the depths of your very soul. It's music, it's madness, it's a trip you won't soon forget. Welcome to the sonic frontier, my friends. Embrace it.

Sierra's Musical Embrace

Compositeur, interpète : Chris Cost
Auteur : Claude Soulet
09/01/2021 @ Tous droits réservés
Release Mon Garçon - 06 20240223 152 Bpm 44.1 32bf 10.5LUFS

Lyrics " Mon garçon "

On dirait que tu voles
N'en perd pas la boussole

Si un jour tu ressens que ton cœur qui se balade
S'Il se met carrément à battre la chamade
Si tu as quelquefois le feu qui brule ton âme 
Que tu t’sens hors la loi, tout feu tout flamme

C'est que tu es touché, t'es plus dans la préface
Cupidon t'a fléché, le cœur à marée basse
Ne cherche pas plus loin l'amour a frappé à ta porte
Il va prendre tes mains et te passer les menottes

Oh mon garçon méfie - méfie toi
Méfie - méfie toi
Oh mon garçon oh oh
Cette fille n’est pas pour toi - méfie toi

Oh mon garçon méfie - méfie toi
Méfie - méfie toi
Oh mon garçon oh oh
Cette fille n’est pas pour toi - méfie toi

Quand tu r’sens l'amour et que tu sens ce voyage
Tes idées sont glamour et le cœur en partage
Quand tu t’sens des désirs parfois inavouables
Tu ne peux plus réfléchir, tout devient insaisissable

C'est que tu es touché, t'es plus dans la préface
Cupidon t'a fléché, le cœur à marée basse
Ne cherche pas plus loin l'amour a frappé à ta porte
Il va prendre tes mains et te passer les menottes

Ya pas que dans la chanson que court la maladie si belle
Mais méfie toi mon garçon elle peut être cruelle
Elle fait beaucoup de bien, on dirait que tu voles
Mais reste bien serein, n'en perd pas la boussole

Quand tu r’sens l'amour et que tu sens ce voyage
Tes idées sont glamour et le cœur en partage
Quand tu t’sens des désirs parfois inavouables
Tu ne peux plus réfléchir, tout devient insaisissable

C'est que tu es touché, t'es face à toi même
Cupidon t'a fléché, le cœur à marée basse
Ne cherche pas plus loin l'amour a frappé à ta porte
Il va prendre tes mains et te passer les menottes

On dirait qu’tu voles

Oh mon garçon méfie - méfie toi
N’en perd pas la boussole
Oh mon garçon oh oh
On dirait qu’tu t’envoles

Oh mon garçon méfie - méfie toi
N’en perd pas la boussole
Oh mon garçon oh oh
On dirait qu’tu t’envoles

Ya pas que dans la chanson que court la maladie si belle
Mais méfie toi mon garçon elle peut être cruelle
Elle fait beaucoup de bien, on dirait que tu voles
Mais reste bien serein, n'en perd pas la boussole

On dirait qu’tu voles

Oh mon garçon méfie - méfie toi
N’en perd pas la boussole
Oh mon garçon oh oh
On dirait qu’tu t’envoles

Oh mon garçon méfie - méfie toi
N’en perd pas la boussole
Oh mon garçon oh oh
On dirait qu’tu t’envoles

Mon garçon

Mon Garçon

Well , this is the 1st track by fabulous New York Lyricist Andrea Brennan and myself , I hope the sense of menace comes across like planned , and we really hope you like it ! We have another one out on the 15th , totally different ! On the 9th and 22nd are remixes of 2 of my older songs , after that , and when completed are songs by Charlie and the Fox and me and Tony Harris with Sax by Greg Willis . Thank you for donating your time and ears !

No Album

Gypsy Gale

Gypsy Gale ( Fox and Brennan )

Zoo lo-tech

Blue Captain

Emplaze unight

Presenting a Tech Savvy Treat...

"Gingerbread Glitch"

As the story unfolds in the digital age.......

The oven door hissed open, and the sweet aroma of gingerbread filled the air. Mrs. Higgins, her flour-dusted apron a testament to her baking prowess, carefully removed the tray, revealing a perfectly golden gingerbread man. He winked at her, a mischievous glint in his sugary eyes. "You can't catch me!" he declared, his voice a surprisingly deep baritone.

Mrs. Higgins, startled, dropped the tray. The gingerbread man, seizing the moment, leaped from the counter and landed gracefully on the floor. He scurried across the kitchen, dodging a startled cat and leaving a trail of crumbs in his wake.

Out the back door he bolted, a blur of gingerbread against the lush green lawn. He encountered a bewildered dog, a curious squirrel, and even a bewildered old lady watering her roses. Each tried to stop him, the dog with enthusiastic barks, the squirrel with chattering demands for a crumb, and the old lady with gentle cajoling. But the gingerbread man, with a mischievous grin and a burst of surprising speed, evaded them all.

He raced through the park, a legend in the making. Children pointed and gasped, their parents chuckling. He even made the local news, his escape becoming a minor sensation.

The gingerbread man, however, had bigger plans. He discovered the joys of technology, learning to navigate the internet and even compose his own rap songs (which, admittedly, were more enthusiastic than melodic). He became a social media star, his antics captivating millions.

He traveled the world, tasting exotic spices, experiencing different cultures, and even attending a gingerbread man convention in Germany. He became a symbol of freedom, a reminder that even the most seemingly fragile can achieve extraordinary things.

And so, the gingerbread man, the runaway confection, lived a long and adventurous life. He never forgot his humble beginnings, but he also embraced the unexpected twists and turns that life, and the digital age, had thrown his way. He proved that even a simple gingerbread man could break free from the ordinary and live a truly extraordinary life.

Produced in the ARAPA Music Studio
Sydney - Australia
14.12.2024

Artwork:  #azcreativestudiosydney

Gingerbread Glitch

The first volume of "Journey" calls for contact with nature. It creates a space for awareness, allows you to focus on little things. 

Take your time and please, listen to this album with caution.
Let your journey begin.

Journey vol. 1

Little Things

Frozen thoughts float in offline spaces. Each failure, a memory too subtle to name. In this mental loop, fragments of emotion collide with a synthetic stillness, where serenity and restlessness share the same breath.

Hollow Routine

Royal Lake

Bike Under the Stairs

Spitfire Audio - Kepler Orchestra : 
01 - High strings Grid : Septuplet Time [Double Croche],
02 - Celli Grid : Septuplet Time [Double Croche],
03 - High Brass Grid : Septuplet Time [Noire],
04 - Basses - Momentum Grid : Duplet Time [Blanche],
05 - Woodwinds - Momentum Grid : Duplet Time [Noire].

I'm Just Passing By

Hanging out in the cloud forests of the Sierra Juárez mountains in Oaxaca, I’m tapping into the sounds of the universe like a mushroom-drunk nahual, reaching into the heart of nature to grasp at the mysteries of existence.

You’ll hear influences from deep time and across as many cultures as I can get my hands on. I get obsessed, man. Seriously, everything else melts away around me. I can spend days absorbed in an idea, like that stone statue guy—but with a stone guitar instead.

My approach to music? About as unpredictable as my ability to remember where I last saw my passport (pretty crucial when you live abroad all the time, right?). Some say I’ve got a “touch” of inattentive ADHD. Me? I call it an avant-garde approach to life. And yeah, maybe there’s been a mushroom-induced revelation or two along the way, but who’s counting? I don’t need a million-dollar studio—just a good instrument, a decent interface, a computer, and some monitors that hopefully survive my absent-minded chaos.

I’m a multi-instrumentalist who loves complexity, especially when it sneaks up on you through unexpected rhythms or harmonies from the far corners of the globe. From Carnatic ragas to garage rock grooves—why not just mix every cool sound and see what happens? Maybe I’ll start with a harmonic progression from Bach’s Goldberg Variations and slap it into a Hindustani 7/4 thaal (that’s rhythm, if you’re wondering). It’s a bit technical but, trust me, as cool as—well, let’s just say it’s the kind of vibe that might inspire a dream-like hallucination about nailing the perfect groove.

Yeah, I am a Ph.D. trained evolutionary biologist, and...   that sounds impressive until you find out I bailed on it the second I landed a good job. I was bored out of my mind. People look at me like a guy who won the lottery and then spent it all on the greatest collection of rare video games (I mean, I’m not that bad, right?). But switching from science back to music wasn’t just quitting—it was finally tuning into something deeper. Music and science might seem like distant cousins, but to me, they’re intertwined—both ways to unlock the secrets of the universe.

Now, I live in Capulálpam De Méndez, a mystical town in the Oaxacan mountains. The ancient Zapotec culture runs deep here, and creativity flows as freely as the mezcal at the fiestas (and trust me, there are plenty of fiestas).

Art is for everyone, and I’m always pushing to create something that connects—whether it’s a complex harmonic structure or just the right amount of groove to make you forget your troubles (or your keys, in my case).

So if you’re into music that teeters on the edge of chaos but mostly lands right where it needs to be—well, welcome. Just don’t expect me to remember how I got here, or where I left my bag. Seriously, my passport might’ve been in there… Was it the tuk-tuk? (sounds like a joke right...  Err..  its not....)



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Relajándome en los bosques nublados de las montañas de la Sierra Juárez en Oaxaca, estoy sintonizando los sonidos del universo como un nahual borracho de hongos, llegando al corazón de la naturaleza para intentar comprender los misterios de la existencia.

Escucharás influencias de tiempos profundos y de tantas culturas como pueda explorar. Me obsesiono, hermano. En serio, todo lo demás desaparece a mi alrededor. Puedo pasar días absorbido en una idea, como ese tipo de las estatuas de piedra—pero con una guitarra de piedra en su lugar.

¿Mi enfoque hacia la música? Tan impredecible como mi habilidad para recordar dónde dejé mi pasaporte (bastante crucial cuando vives en el extranjero todo el tiempo, ¿verdad?). Algunos dicen que tengo un "toque" de TDAH inatento. ¿Yo? Lo llamo un enfoque vanguardista de la vida. Y sí, tal vez haya habido una o dos revelaciones inducidas por hongos en el camino, pero ¿quién está contando? No necesito un estudio de millones de dólares—solo un buen instrumento, una interfaz decente, una computadora y unos monitores que, con suerte, sobrevivan a mi caos despistado.

Soy un multiinstrumentista que ama la complejidad, especialmente cuando te sorprende con ritmos o armonías inesperadas de los rincones más lejanos del mundo. Desde ragas carnáticas hasta los grooves del garage rock—¿por qué no mezclar todos los sonidos geniales y ver qué pasa? Quizás empiece con una progresión armónica de las Variaciones Goldberg de Bach y la meta en un thaal hindú de 7/4 (es decir, un ritmo, por si te lo preguntas). Es un poco técnico, pero créeme, es tan genial como—bueno, digamos que es del tipo de vibras que podrían inspirar una alucinación soñadora sobre encontrar el groove perfecto.

Sí, tengo un doctorado en biología evolutiva, y eso suena impresionante hasta que descubres que lo dejé en cuanto conseguí un buen trabajo. Estaba aburrido como una ostra. La gente me mira como a un tipo que ganó la lotería y luego lo gastó todo en Beanie Babies (no soy tan malo, ¿verdad?). Pero pasar de la ciencia de nuevo a la música no fue simplemente abandonar—fue finalmente sintonizar con algo más profundo. La música y la ciencia pueden parecer primos lejanos, pero para mí, están entrelazados—ambas son formas de desentrañar los secretos del universo.

Ahora vivo en Capulálpam De Méndez, un pueblo místico en las montañas de Oaxaca. La antigua cultura zapoteca corre profundo aquí, y la creatividad fluye tan libremente como el mezcal en las fiestas (y créeme, hay muchas fiestas).

El arte es para todos, y siempre busco crear algo que conecte—ya sea una estructura armónica compleja o solo la cantidad justa de groove para hacerte olvidar tus problemas (o tus llaves, en mi caso).

Así que si te gusta la música que oscila en el borde del caos pero que la mayoría de las veces aterriza justo donde debe estar—bienvenido. Solo no esperes que recuerde cómo llegué aquí, o dónde dejé mi bolsa. En serio, creo que mi pasaporte estaba allí... ¿Fue en el tuk-tuk? (suena como una broma, pero... ehh, no lo es...).

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