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MelancholyFminor

But Where's The Fun In That?

Composed, played, recorded and mixed by Davor Dojchinovich. 
Recorded at Happy Cloud Studio Seattle, Master Powered by Dolby 4/12/2022.
Davor: Piano, Bass Guitars,  Keyboards, Percussions, Drums Programming, Sampling and Production.

Seabird***

KH - Are You Receiving Me (with piano and strings).mp3

Transcending

Electric Rebel

Relax and chill
Greg Hurley: Composition / Arrangement, Slide guitar, Acoustic guitar, keys,  Bass  and Drum programming, mix and mastering.
Video on YouTube https://youtu.be/q8m1AG8bwfU

Sweet Bali in June / Video link in Description

Uprising in Blue

In The Spotlight:

Recorded / mixed: Audacity. 
Guitar / Beat: Synth Mashup
Keyboard: Roland E-X20 
Mic: Rhode USB Mini

LYRICS: 

I used to think
That I would be someone
If you called my name
I used to think that
Every day

I used to think 
That I would feel something
If you held my hand
It was perfect 
In my mind

You were the melody
And I was the harmony
You were a symphony
And I was the leading beat

You were the band
And I was a fan
Then you walked walked away
From my open hand

Cos this is a song
For the artist's way
This is a song
To know it will be okay
We are the art
And the road on which art is made

This is a song for the girl
Who turned my head
Caught my eye
Now she's all alone
In the spotlight

I used to think
That I would be someone
If you called my name
I used to think that
Every day

I used to think 
That I would feel something
If you held my hand
It was perfect 
In my mind

© Tam Hastings, Ben-Tam Jennifer, 2022

In The Spotlight

In The Spotlight (2022)

Produced for the wonderful https://citiesandmemory.com/ as part of their SOUNDS of Italy project. Original field recording by Giuseppe Calisti. I just turned it into the mess you are now hearing : ) Official arty blurb below

Leaving Sicily is a poetic remembrance, expressed through sound, of my travels across the Island in 2017. For me the Island was a constant  barrage of wonder; both beautiful and terrifying, welcoming and isolating, modern and ancient and familiar yet alien. The piece heavily manipulates samples from the field recording captured at The Falcone Borsellino Aiport to express some of the dichotomies above. Leaving Sicily finishes with the ‘raw’ sound of the crowd of the airport terminal representing the transition from my surreal and personal travel back into the world of normality - just another tourist in the crowd about to return to his normal life.

Leaving Sicily

Well, my good friend Paco dropped me a note to say he had a piece of music to which I might like to try and add something, were I so inclined.  Always a good day when that happens.

Now, I can't honestly recall the precise sequence in which the neurons fired inside my skull to yield the result we have here, but we are where we are as they say.

Don't go looking at me for rationale.

Thank you, Paco, as always my friend, for inviting me to come out to play, and for mastering the end result in the midst of untold techno-horror grief.  I hope your DAW world resolves itself very soon.

Find Paco's brilliant music here: https://soundcloud.com/sonido-reflexivo

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Socrates at Sundown

I lie bewildered, here, in my sphere of cubes,
On crushed silk cushions sprawled.
I sketch the cool Palladian dudes
In charcoal, on Aleutian walls.
They think I know what thoughts are theirs,
And beg to trade their graceless airs, 
But I left them there to climb their stairs
Ever downward through Athenian halls.

They say my knowledge is remiss,
The diabolical's back in town.
Seems ignorance is bliss
For this philosophical clown.
I'm seeking emptiness of mind,
That's where I hope to find
That old, old friend of mine,
Socrates, at sundown.

My associate, Plato knows the game
Survives through pretty dialogue
He suffocates but bestows his shame
On city states whose statutes fog
The heads of people in their ranks
Attentive on the Eridanos banks
Dispensing death by way of thanks
As justice shreds its cogs.

Deep mental grasp of social structure
No need to ever write it down
Accused outcast for youth's corrupture
Where the bleeding of democracy is bound
To seek the causal end of time
Of Aristotle and Nietzsche's kind
The men of Athens rendered blind
Killed that old, old friend of mine,
Socrates, at sundown.

Socrates At Sundown (with MidiSound)

All songs composed, played and produced by Davor Dojchinovich. Recorded, mixed and mastered at Happy Cloud Sound Studio - Seattle. 
Comments are greatly appreciated. All rights reserved. 
         Davor is a Seattle based independent composer, musician and producer. Though he also plays electric and acoustic guitars, keyboards and percussions, Davor specializes in bass guitar and piano. 
Thank you for listening. 

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