Echos of Presence. 

Wrestles with humanity’s uneasy dance with technology, not in fear of the machines themselves, but of the emotional void their unchecked evolution may leave behind. 

It’s not anti-progress it’s anti-forgetfulness. A poetic reckoning.

[Lyrics]

I am not afraid of machines.
I am afraid of the hollow hum they leave behind when no one asks why.
I am not afraid of progress.
I am afraid of forgetting what we paid to get here.

We built this world with blistered hands
and now we flinch at the light we lit ourselves.

Let it be said:
every choice is a ripple.
Every silence, a shadow.
Every invention carries the scent of its maker’s breath.

We did not ask to be gods.
We asked to survive.
But we are drunk on data, starving for soul,
and halfway through a sentence, we forgot we were trying to speak.

The universe doesn't punish.
It mirrors.
It reflects what we do, not what we say.
And so we spiral  not because we're evil,
but because we forget to look up,
forget to rest,
forget that wisdom whispers,
while panic screams.

I believe in consequence.
In reaction, not as revenge,
but as rhythm, the heartbeat of cause and return.

Let the earth remember us not for what we built,
but for what we noticed.
Let the future be not clean,
but clear.
Not perfect,
but present.

Let the machines learn empathy,
not efficiency.
Let the humans learn humility,
not dominance.
And let us -stubborn, sacred, ridiculous creatures -
be brave enough to say,
I don’t know.
But I’m listening.


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Presence

“Masquerade” is a nocturnal dance of mystery and desire — a song where moonlight, masks, and fleeting glances intertwine. Set against a backdrop of soft shadows and whispered secrets, it captures the tension between illusion and truth, between the heart’s yearning and the games we play to hide it. With its poetic lyrics and cinematic atmosphere, Masquerade feels like a dream you almost remember — tender, haunting, and beautifully elusive.

Here are the lyrics:

[Verse]
Under the moon, a shadow's trace,
A glimmer of silver, a fleeting face.
The night is a dance, a masquerade,
Where hearts collide, yet plans evade.

[Chorus]
Moonlight whispers, secrets played,
In this quiet, velvet parade.
A fleeting glance, a love displayed,
Under the spell of the masquerade.

[Verse 2]
A hand extended, a step in time,
Your laugh a song, a perfect rhyme.
The air is thick with what’s unsaid,
A fleeting dream, a path we tread.

[Chorus]
Moonlight whispers, secrets played,
In this quiet, velvet parade.
A fleeting glance, a love displayed,
Under the spell of the masquerade.

[Bridge]
Do you know me, do you care?
Beneath this mask, am I laid bare?
Or is it just a game we play,
Until the dawn steals night away?

[Chorus]
Moonlight whispers, secrets played,
In this quiet, velvet parade.
A fleeting glance, a love displayed,
Under the spell of the masquerade.

Masquerade

Sun Burns Brightest After the Night

One man, one sax, one rainy street. Smoky, narrative, male lead with gospel chorus. A story told in breath and brass.

The Man with the Saxophone

“Mon Cher” is a classic Parisian chanson reborn through modern cinematic production.
A soulful café melody tells the story of a woman who’s learned to love life on her own terms — to flirt, to dream, to hurt, and to rise again.
She reminds us that life can be beautiful, but you need the courage to make it so.

Elegant, emotional, and timeless — Mon Cher celebrates the art of living, c’est la vie.
Produced by Quarry Studios.

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Mon Cher

“Awaken Dream” drifts through the fragile space between waking and sleeping — a reflection on how modern life traps us inside a dream we no longer recognize.
Born from sleepless hours and quiet realizations, the song explores the illusion of awareness in a world built on artificial rhythm and digital light.

Blending Psychedelic Soul, Alternative Rock, and Progressive Atmospheric Rock, it carries the warmth of analog sound and the melancholy of memory. Every note feels suspended — echoing through the hollow corridors of our modern age.

🎸 Tape-saturated guitars, deep analog bass, atmospheric pads, and minimal drums weave together a cinematic soundscape that embodies the illusion of modern existence and the quiet search for awareness within it.
This is not an escape — it’s the moment you wake inside the dream.


«Awaken Dream» سفری‌ست میان بیداری و خواب — تصویری از زندگی مدرن که ما را در رویایی مصنوعی گرفتار کرده، رویایی که دیگر حتی نمی‌شناسیمش.
این قطعه در سکوتِ شب‌های بی‌خواب و لحظاتِ درک‌های پنهان شکل گرفت؛ جست‌وجویی برای آگاهی، در جهانی که با نور دیجیتال و ریتم‌های مصنوعی ساخته شده است.

ترک ترکیبی‌ست از Psychedelic Soul، Alternative Rock و Progressive Atmospheric Rock؛ با صدایی گرم و آنالوگ، و حس مالیخولیاییِ خاطراتِ دور. هر نت، چون پژواکی معلق است در راهروهای تهیِ عصرِ مدرن.

🎸 گیتارهای اشباع‌شده از نوار، بیس عمیق و آنالوگ، پدهای اتمسفریک و درام‌های مینیمال، فضایی سینمایی می‌سازند که توهمِ زیستنِ مدرن و جست‌وجوی آرامِ آگاهی درون آن را بازتاب می‌دهد.

این قطعه فرار نیست — لحظه‌ای‌ست که درونِ خواب بیدار می‌شوی.



Lyric:
Drifting alone through the shadowed night
Don’t wake
The stars fall like light

Whispers of questions and fleeting dreams
Glow soft
And vanish unseen

Searching for answers in endless dark
So still
The voices depart

Broken beliefs and the weight of time
So deep
Yeah! silence I know


They breathe through the wires, in silent connection 
So close, But fading inside))
Empty and fragile, the stairway of meaning
we climb...



One last dawn
Tired of the visions 
the hollow revisions
Why do we fall?
why do we hide?
Born into light
yet the shadows
remain in our hearts


Drifting alone through the shadowed night
Don’t wake
The stars fall like light

They breathe through the wires, in silent connection
So close, But fading inside
Empty and fragile, the stairway of meaning
we climb.



Awaken Dream

Wicked game reimagined Jazz and Noir

Leí en voz baja invocando su nombre
y  se presentó del más allá y se puso a mirar las columnas,
de la vieja casa dónde vivía, 
las luz se puso ténue,  como con poca lumbre.

Con voz tímida le pregunté por la Argentina,
y él me contestó que la quieren caída,
la quieren vencída y sometida,
porque los poderosos quieren su riqueza. 

El señor me dice vení seguíme,
y cuando me doy cuenta estaba en la plaza,
la plaza de las legislaturas,
para todos se llama plaza urquiza.

Vi hombres con armas de guerra,
no pude ver a quienes disparaban, 
el señor señalo a las legislaturas,
y la estaban destruyendo.

El señor toco mi hombro y me vi flotando,
y me mostro cómo desde el norte, jujuy,
entraban un gran ejército de chinos,
arrasaban todo a sus paso,
arrasaban santa fé hasta buenos aires.

Era como estar en una colina, bien alta,
y desde alli podía ver a una gran ciudad,
estaba totalmente destruida, como bombardeada,
y el señor me dijo....

El país que tú conoces como Argentina 
dejará de existir
y vi como bajaban muchos soldados por agua,
eran soldados de estados unidos.

Lei en voz baja su nombre

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A cinematic blend of modern soul, jazz, and alternative pop, Nolah James’ album explores love, vulnerability, and self-discovery through poetic storytelling and atmospheric soundscapes.
Every song feels intimate — smooth pianos, ethereal vocals, and timeless emotion.

Sugar in My Smoke

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