This has a great sixties vibe Dorian - A great listen

Outdated music for dead folks

A song about the dying planet.

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Lyrics
Noah’s ark, on a collision course
Adrift through unknown space
We might have caused the flooded lands
No one truly cared for this place

Are we still here to see the day
when the ship arrives back home
Will there be singing birds in Eden
Or have they gone extinct

Drifting beyond the event horizon
Where it all comes to an end
The memory slowly fading
With every new born child

Are we still here to see the day
when the ship arrives back home
Will there still be an Eden
Or did we dim the light

The ship
Lost in space
Adrift

Lost, lost in space

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Instruments
• Guitars: Les Paul
• Bass guitar: Cort fretless
• Rhodes: M-tron pro
• Trombone: M-tron pro
• Space synth: Microbrute
• Drums: AD2
• Shaker: Skaka
• Gong: Chau
• Birds (start of song): Quick sounds
• Spaceship (end of song): original Arp Odyssey 1978

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Disclaimer
Dorian Urac is the artist name of a real human being with a pulse. Dorian sings, composes, mixes, writes his own lyrics, creates his own artwork and he plays several acoustic, electric and digital instruments.

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© Dorian Urac 2022 (remixed Oct. 2024)

The ark (lost in space)

The Ark (lost In Space)

A creepy fun song about someone who's burried alive because of their will and testament.

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Lyrics
I am alone in the dark
Thinking of my love
So hungry and cold
You left me with the creepers

You are so warm and alive
I should have dragged you with me
6 feet under, in the ground
You truly are a keeper

I need to get out of this confined space
But you locked the coffin’s lid with nails

Under a stone in the yard
Thinking of my will
How could you be so heartless
You truly are a weeper

I am alone in the dark
Thinking of my life
Sunken in the mould
Forgotten by the reaper

Used to be warm and alive
I should have brought a whiskey
6 feet under, in the dark
Could not sink any deeper

I need to get out of this confined space
But you locked the coffin’s lid with dozens of nails
Now you’re dining under my chandelier
I just need to get out of here

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Instruments
• Guitar: Jazzmaster
• Bass guitar: fretless Jazzbass
• Drums: AD2
• Casio SA-38 keyboard
• Alt sax: M-tron pro

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Disclaimer
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Black widow

A song about remorse, after being angry at someone for (what turned out to be) the wrong reasons.

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Lyrics
I am so sorry
For the trouble that I caused
Truly, truly sorry
You must be at a loss

I wrote you a letter at my darkest hour
To get things of my chest
Ever since I’m worried
Should’ve laid things to rest

I’m so sorry for the things I said out of anger
I just didn’t know
That you were living with this demon
In your head and in your soul

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Instruments
• Electric guitar: Telecaster
• Bass: M-tron pro
• Drums: AD2
• Organ: M-tron pro
• French horn: M-tron pro
• Brass: OT Sine
• Lofi effects: Audiothing & Klevgrand

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Disclaimer
Dorian Urac is the artist name of a real human being with a pulse. Dorian sings, composes, mixes, writes his own lyrics, creates his own artwork and he plays several acoustic, electric and digital instruments. In this production, sampled notes of acoustic instruments are used, arranged into music by Dorian playing a keyboard. The samples come from companies that pay musicians providing content.

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© Dorian Urac 2023

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Truly sorry

Truly Sorry

the wonder that precedes the thunder

I haven't got what it takes to quit
'just play my hand n' get on with it
some might pray or say it's written in the stars
holding up answers with exclamation marks
toss an easy catch, all passions run from me!
strike another match, noncommittal and care-free

Ooh hooo...

you wanna' slow 't down, then I'm gonna' get off
'paid for my ticket, now I'm not gonna' stop
'swear it's like a habit to be hoodwinked, short changed
this time we're gonna' go the whole, damn way
this time we're gonna' go the whole, damn way

down in the valley we were almost lost
with the songs of the river n' the light so soft
th' jury dispersed when the judge didn't show
th' accused left standing n' th' case was never closed
deft slight of hand, murder in the first degree
void of reprimand, footloose n' fancy-free

Ooh hooo...

the wraith on your mast and your blinking cunt
will guide these stars 'til my days are done
but did you ever stop for a moment t'ponder
the loneliness of the wonder that precedes the thunder
the loneliness of the wonder that precedes the thunder

Ooh hooo...

the loneliness of the wonder that precedes the thunder
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the Wonder that Precedes the Thunder

CLUTCH

A song about know-it-all egos, as inflammatory as the sun.

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Lyrics
Every now and then 
A saint comes from the sun
Always right about moral virtues
Yes, he knows it all

He’ll come to your doorstep
To blast defences away
A lovin’ kind of hatred in his eye
It’s with love from the sun

Sun ray through your window
It boils the house
If you don’t take up his kindness
You’ll be toast in the sun

Oh how his knowledge is so great compared to us all
Feel your own insignificance
in the shadow of the man from the sun

Oh so bright in his wisdom
He burns away the doubt
There’s no reason to have any fears
Unless you say he’s not right

A crack in your window
It’s too late to run
You’ll be cooked and grilled
By the man from the sun

A stone through your window
Storm wrecks town
He’ll never be sorry
For the man from the sun
He knows it all

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Instruments
•  Acoustic guitar: Ample
•  Bass: EZbass
•  Rhythm guitar synth: UVI
•  Solo guitar synth: UVI
•  Theremin: Arturia sem
•  Music box: UVI
•  Drums: AD2
•  Electronic drums: Audiothing & Bucket
•  Brass: OT Sine

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Disclaimer
Dorian Urac is the artist name of a real human being with a pulse. Dorian sings, composes, mixes, writes his own lyrics, creates his own artwork and he plays several acoustic, electric and digital instruments. In this production, sampled notes of acoustic instruments are used, arranged into music by Dorian playing a keyboard. The samples come from companies that pay musicians providing content.

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The Man from the Sun

Nope, this spaghetti-western surf rock song is NOT about megalomania. It's about taking back control when someone treats you badly.

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Lyrics
I put a crown on my head
The throne is all mine
You’d better say you’re sorry
For the thing you did

I am king
So don’t you try
Don’t you try

Don’t you have any shame
What did you try to achieve
You put a knife in the back
Of the one you adore
Well, that would be me

I am king
So don’t you try
Don’t you try

I’ll be on the throne at my place
The pleasure’s all mine
You may come into my court
If you keep your mouth shut
If you don’t do as I please
You’ll be sorry
So don’t even try

You just crawl
You just crawl
For the king that I am
You just crawl
Crawl
Crawl
Crawl for me

I have this crown on my head
Decisions are mine
You’d better lay at my feet
And hope I’ll forgive you

For I am king
So don’t you try
Don’t you try

The pleasure’s all mine

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Instruments
• Surf guitar: Jazzmaster
• Acoustic guitar: Ample
• Bass guitar: Ezbass
• Drums: AD2
• Silly toys: UVI
• Brass: OT Sine

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Disclaimer
Dorian Urac is the artist name of a real human being with a pulse. Dorian sings, composes, mixes, writes his own lyrics, creates his own artwork and he plays several acoustic, electric and digital instruments. In this production, sampled notes of acoustic instruments are used, arranged into music by Dorian playing a keyboard. The samples come from companies that pay musicians providing content.

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The mad King

A dark humor themed boogie woogie about a certain goth cult spinster from the Victorian era, who was accused of brutally murdering her father and stepmother with a hatchet. It wasn’t proven in court, so she went free. 

The lyrics contain references to details of the case, leaving open whether Lizzie was indeed the murderer, but also on whether she might or might not have been a lesbian. The latter was a rumour derived from the 19th century misogynistic believe that a refined woman of middle-class upbringing wouldn’t be capable of such a heinous act, unless of course (sigh…) the 32 year old spinster secretly was an angry lesbian (an imagery which was later adopted as a trope in modern pop-culture). Perhaps Lizzie simply wasn’t interested in marriage, or she did not have any luck in finding love, or she found the ideal of virtuous Victorian womanhood oppressive, or she was kept on a short leash by her parents, or perhaps she fell for women after all. Who knows? 

And why did Lizzie (according to the police reports) not show any emotions when she was confronted with her dead parents? Is it indeed ‘proof’ she was the murderer, as the police liked to think? Or was she simply in shock and did the whole situation feel unreal to her? I’d personally like to think Lizzie might have been on the spectrum (therefore lacking the emotional response bystanders would expect), but since I’m apparently drawn to neurodiverse folks, I might be projecting my own preferences on her as well.

In the end, we’ll never know the true story of Lizzie Borden, which is all part of the intrigue. Nevertheless, Dorian went on a virtual date with dressed-in-black Lizzie 132 years after the murders took place. It was a joy to write this song about her while reading her background story.

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Lyrics
I went on a date with a girl named Lizzie Borden
The loveliest creature I had ever seen
The first time I saw her she was cutting down a tree
Forty whacks should do it, she said to me

Lizzie Borden
She’s my date

I went to the house of the spinster Lizzie Borden
Her dad wasn’t home, so I guess he was gone
She said she had a fight with her mum
But she buried the hatchet
I guess me and Lizzie, we were home alone

Lizzie Borden
She’s my date

Lizzie whispered in my ear: close your eyes
I guess I was in for a big surprise
There was a tension in the air
As if she was sharpening blades
Oh Lizzie Borden, you won’t leave me in one piece

Lizzie Borden
You wicked girl

Lizzie Borden
My final mate

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Instruments:
• Electric guitar 1: Telecaster
• Electric guitar 2: Les Paul
• Acoustic guitar: Ample
• Rhythm pick guitar: UVI
• Bass guitar: Ezbass
• Drums: AD2
• Brass: OT Sine

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Disclaimer
Dorian Urac is the artist name of a real human being with a pulse. Dorian sings, composes, mixes, writes his own lyrics, creates his own artwork and he plays several acoustic, electric and digital instruments. In this production, sampled notes of acoustic instruments are used, arranged into music by Dorian playing a keyboard. The samples come from companies that pay musicians providing content.

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A date with Lizzie Borden

Remember How We Were 

You lying in the sun
Staring at the sky and all the clouds that drift away
Fun, we had so much fun
Endless lazy days with nothing else to do but play

Looking back
Remember all the things I used to say to you

Remember how we were 
Remember how we were

Endless days in the sun

Remember how we were 
Remember how we were

Remember How We Were

Jesus loves you

Jesus loves you, God's only son
ev'rybody else thinks you're a cunt
say what y'will, do what y'must do
Jesus forgives, somebody has to

bigger than Elvis, it's true what they say
off for the weekend, back on Sunday
he died for our sins, the kids made a fuss
and so it begins, if that's not enough

Jesus loves you, 		
       somebody has to

heavily burdened, going down slow
the final curtain, fire n' brimstone
eternally damned, better believe it
it's out of your hands, repent, release it

the rising damp, 'church needs a new roof
th' basement is rank, th' pidgeons won't roost
'not just th' money, your body and blood
children are useless, your soul if you would

Jesus loves you, 		
      	somebody has to

 days of the empire, with unquenchable thirst
lived by the sword, killed by the word
Jesus loves you, 		
        somebody has to

Jesus Loves You

Seizure Warning

Wrote about a forest from home that got cut down lmao

Bird song

MIDNIGHT MOON
copyright 2025 Vicki Morrison Goble

VERSE 1
Oh, crystal moon, you rise with grace to rule from starry height
Your silver trail on ocean waves reflects your gentle light
A night breeze whispers through the trees and echoes in my dreams
My waiting, aching heart grows more resilient in your beams

CHORUS
Midnight moon, shine so bright
Your beauty lights the sky
Your silver glow in quiet night
Becomes a lullaby
Midnight moon, sing to me
Midnight moon, sing to me

VERSE 2
No earthly tongue is ever heard among those radiant spheres,
And yet their song at midnight's hour is music for my ears.
They whisper truths of ancient paths, where destinies unfold,
But I am drifting far from shore, my story still untold.

CHORUS
Midnight moon, shine so bright
Your beauty lights the sky
Your silver glow in quiet night
Becomes a lullaby
Midnight moon, sing to me
Midnight moon, sing to me

BRIDGE
Silver glow upon the waves
A hush across the sea
You light a path through silent night
And set my spirit free

CHORUS
Midnight moon, shine so bright
Your beauty lights the sky
Your silver glow in quiet night
Becomes a lullaby
Midnight moon, sing to me
Midnight moon, sing to me

Midnight moon, guide my way
Show me where to go
Sparkling droplets on the waves
Help me find my home
Midnight moon, sing to me
Midnight moon, set me free

Midnight moon, sing to me
Midnight moon, set me free


PS: I know there are mistakes in this demo. A future recording will take care of that. I hope. --vmg

Midnight Moon-demo1

made in Cubase Pro 14

- 3 instances of Physical Audio Tetrad; 2 played with MPE, 1 has as source a violin recording, played by Kamiel Choi.

- 2 instances of Madronalabs SUMU, MPE

- 1 instance of XFer Serum 2 (spectral oscillator), MPE

- 1 instance of Sonic Charge Synplant 2, MPE

all presets by sadà, including samples.

vocal by sadà
female vocal by sadà as source, timbre by Dreamtonics Vocoflex, model of Vocal Artist nr. 1, used with permission of course

vocals have both as insert Stratus, as reverb....

Post-Production in Wavelab Pro 12

(Water (Prophecies))

Dorian Urac is inspired by 80s new wave, alternative rock, nostalgic lofi recordings and cheesy outdated music from the 50s and 60s. 

Dorian's first and only gig was in 2007, at a closed playground, where a shady intergalactic convention of evil overlords took place. (True story, obviously they were not quite right in the head.) Ever since, Dorian decided to remain a cozy stay-at-home rock star.

The Man from the Sun

Dorian Urac

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