Piano Dreamers Play Benson Boone

What Was (Instrumental)

Three concertos for clarinet, bassoon, and piano respectively

Clarinet Concerto - 1st Mvt.

I composed Ayúdame during a time when loneliness weighed heavily on my heart. Through this melody, I release a silent plea—a cry from deep within, holding on tightly to what I love most. It's an intimate piece, filled with vulnerability, fear, and hope. Each note captures that moment when, even as everything seems to fade, there’s still a fragile hope of being heard.

Ayúdame

Solo Piano in F Major

Dedicated to most adorable and cute birds — parrots, especially the rosy-faced lovebirds 🦜💖🦜 #classical #like #follow #comment #original #trending #art #artist #lit #share #banger #music #vibe #producer #instrumental  #newmusic

Parrots

Un nocturno encantado que mezcla misterio y serenidad. Enchanted Nocturne es un piano atmosférico ideal para soñar despierto.

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An enchanted nocturne blending mystery and serenity. Enchanted Nocturne is an atmospheric piano piece perfect for daydreaming.

Enchanted Nocturne

The Changing Winds
Poem and Music by Jennifer L. Jones

The skies are clear; the winds are calm.
I trust the sea to cradle me from harm.
Through playful gusts, I grip and slide.
Yet, the fickled winds, they twist and churn.
I’m out of control at every turn.
The skies have darkened; waves of doubt arise.
Fear and fright sit at my side. 
Yet through the storm, I remain,
Clinging to hope, through fear and strain.
Holding tight, through every bend, 
I whisper to the changing winds:
Let it be smooth—let peace begin.

Jennifer L. Jones
Music Dreams Poductions
September 2025

Changing Winds

Undiscovered Debussy

Debussy String Quartet No 2 - Movt 1

Story
Pulau Terapung... The Guardian of the Green Silence
In the deep waters of the Belait River, where the mist dances like a wandering spirit and the trees whisper ancient secrets, there exists an island that does not obey the laws of the world. Pulau Terapung, the Floating Island, appears only when the jungle allows it, when the balance between humans and nature is shaken.
The kampung elders tell us that the island has no roots in the earth, but in the soul of the forest. Its guardian, Penjaga Hutan Larangan, is neither man nor beast, but an ancestral spirit born from the first tree that sprouted when the world was still dreaming. He has eyes like fireflies and a voice like the crackling of branches. His duty: to protect the forbidden forest, where no axe should sing, where no fire should dance.
One day, an ambitious young man named Rafiq, eager for fame, sailed up the Belait with the intention of mapping the island. He carried drones, machetes, and promises of progress. The jungle watched him silently. When the mist parted, Pulau Terapung emerged, shining like a wet emerald. Rafiq disembarked, ignoring the warning chants the wind brought him.
He cut a branch. The river stirred. He stepped on a sacred flower. The sky darkened. When he tried to take a stone from the guardian's altar, the island shook. Trees rose like giants, roots tangled around his feet, and the spirit appeared, wrapped in living leaves and ancient shadows.
"What breathes without your permission is not yours," Penjaga said. "The jungle is not conquered. It is honored."
Rafiq disappeared. His boat was found empty, floating downriver. Since then, fishermen leave offerings of fruit and flowers as they pass through the Belait. No one dares to search for the island. No one dares to challenge the guardian.

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Sonic Universe III

Pulau Terapung IV

Her eyes

A warm and peaceful Christmas instrumental that captures the quiet emotion of the season. Gentle melodies and a cozy winter atmosphere make this track perfect for relaxing, reflecting, or creating a calm holiday mood — Christmas just the way it feels.

Christmas Just The Way I Feel It

Independent music producer turning every emotion into sound.
My music is born from real moments—late-night sparks, days of searching, and silences that speak louder than words.

Here I share ideas, demos, and songs that travel with me along the way.
If any of them resonate with you, we’re already creating something together.

Ayúdame

Dorbax