The library 'Telephono' is ideal for RPG, horror, or cyberpunk music and was created by 'kulek records.'

I kept the synthetic sound and added some effects to the instrument in the DAW.

In addition to other great libraries, you can download this one for free.

www.pianobook.co.uk

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Midgard is a Germanic term for the world or the earth. The word has survived in this or a similar meaning as Gothic midjungards, Old Norse miðgarðr, Old English middangeard, Old Saxon middilgard and Old High German mittil(a)gart and was used in both sacred and profane language. Midgard, literally "middle court" or "middle garden", actually means the dwelling place of humans in the middle of the world. The gods (Asen) live in Asgard.

In contrast to the vertical world view of the world tree Yggdrasil, in the Norse imagination Miðgarðr (west) and Útgarðr (east) describe a horizontal, circular world view as two interrelated poles. This corresponds to the settlement structure of the north up to the time of the industrial revolution, in which the farmstead forms the center of the world.

However, the basic word garðr, which in medieval Scandinavia mainly stood for "farmstead", originally meant an enclosure, a border wall or fence, dividing the world into two opposing areas: an inside and an outside. The enclosed inside is the living area of man, where culture is possible under the protection of the gods, while the demons and giants live on the outside.

In Eddic literature, Miðgarðr is therefore not only the world of men, but also that of the gods. Miðgarðr is created by the gods, who build their castle Ásgarðr in it. They then assign Miðgarðr to the first humans Askr and Embla as their dwelling place. However, Miðgarðr is also sometimes used to refer to the wall or fence that protects the human world from the giants.

Midgard

Dear friends, the forests are the lungs of the world and we must be careful of them. Despite this, the destruction of rainforests continues in several places in the world!!


Love of the Forest

When she moves out to the woodlands
she will find all the miracles that there are
that animals and flowers are feeling well
and they seem to say welcome dear friend
she wants to save all the plants and all the trees

She wonders how modern opinions
may affect the preservation of our life
have we forgotten the meaning of life
well, it seems that we have at present days
she wants to save all the plants and all the trees

Can You imagine the lovely feeling
a sunny day after that rain has fallen down
the scent of the rain is so wonderful
when You walk among the pinetrees in the wood
she wants to save all the plants and all the trees

Love of the Forest

Beyond the horizone

I’ve been living this life … for so long, 
Still ain’t… used … to being myself. 
There’s a lot of things … I’m sorry for what I’ve done. 
Sometimes…I’d trade all my tomorrows, 
To live … one day … of yesterday 
But that ain’t happenin’ … no matter how I try ,all I get is, 
Regrets… Sorrys, …and Whys 

Angry at a lot of things …so sorry …for some 
But it’s too late  to change the past.
Can’t erase the things that’s done. 
Baby, …If I hurt, you even once  …made you cry,
I’d do anything I could …to make it right. 

You asked me WHY so many times,  
Why … I would never settle down. 
I always told you …why,  “WHY you need to do this now”? 
So, you left me … now I’m alone. 
Guess you answered … me so well. 
You left me standing there, with one last word GOODBYE, and all my, 
Regrets… Sorrys, …and Why’s. 

Why was I so foolish? Look at what I’ve done. 
Had the whole world in my hand, 
Can’t outrun the past I’ve run. 
I’d turn the clock back, … to begin, … here tonight. 
So, I’m writing you this song with words I cry. (this time I cry)
Can’t find enough words… in my emptiness, …tonight, 
to make it right, … to make it right. 
Just my, … Regrets, …  Sorrys and Why’s …(wo, wo, wo, why’s). 
MY  REGRETS, …, MY SORRYS, … and … WHY’S.

Regrets, Sorrys, and Why (still Rough 2nd take)

Peaceful piano pieces composed during a trip across Europe, from Paris to Kyiv, with tracks about places in France, England, Wales, Scotland, Ireland, Iceland, Germany, Netherlands, Switzerland, Poland, Czech Republic, Hungary, Italy, Spain, Portugal, Norway, Sweden, Estonia, Latvia, Ukraine & more

Amsterdam

4 HOUR FLIP.
Originals tracks - many. will be listed. Samples selected y @mreguest
MOSNAR DET - Remixing, Drum & Bass & Horns Programming

Loop Diggers SRC 149 Mreguest 2 - B R U T H A S _ D O T _ G O V

Thanks to Hendrik @cosmic-ratzzz for his always joyful & cool tracks !
I have no idea how the British Lady came into this track, feels like a Cuban affair :-)
Sax solo ...and  my digital art be a dedication to the best Marple I've ever seen <3

Lunatics 134 / Miss Marple goes hunting / Ratzzz & joerxworx

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by
Carlos Vivanco & Jason Mowry
Final mix by Jason Mowry
@asleepwithheadphones
@lazydadamusic

Sungazing

Sungazing by Jason Mowry & Carlos Vivanco

Iris


There was an iris in the way that I saw you smiling,
dancing to the London song, crying in my mind..
It is so quiet now that the music has faded into night
now that the hymns have gone away, the gardens broke in two

Hold me in the wild winds, calling in the night
tomorrow all these angels gone away
And who we love and what we love, don’t mean a thing to me
it’s just the lights and how they rumble in your head

Iris deeping blue and closing
wrap your body round me mind
drying drowning slowly falling 
gentle show me the unwind...
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[I wrote this song a long time ago, back in the ‘80s when I was living in London and signed up to EMI... it was not a ‘suitable’ song for recording back then... heh, no hooks and a loose groove..  but I unearthed it the other day and it just seemed to flow in my own wee studio.  It’s virtually all acoustic, with a light layer of synth... and a few sonic gaps filled here and there...   I played my upright piano and blended that together with the vst piano, kicked a few bottles around and then pretended my poor cello was a jazzy bass...  it gave me a great blister to play it that way!   

It feels like quite a journey, to remember this song from back in another very different part of my life and now to re-claim it... as all my own work.    :-)]



Iris

Our story begins with Jorrit disembarking at Boston Harbor with the ambition to give up life on the sea.
He's a salty ol' dog and it might be a difficult transition but his mission is to make it to the west coast of the United States.
Jorrit has some wild adventures and drunken debauchery in Boston before eventually making his way west into Pennsylvania where he buys a used Conestoga wagon and a team of horses
and sails off into the sunset towards his new life.

Hailing from Vondelingenplaat Netherlands, Jorrit Brouwer, son of a brew master, is frightened of large four legged animals because as a child he was kicked by a drunken donkey.

Conestoga Schooner - The Drunken Sailor Song

I'm a german media designer, developing indie video games and composing music. Here you can listen to my musical works.

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Daniel Carl