Edge Of The Knife

Die Liebe

Amateurish stuff about the Silmarillion, no intent to infringe JRRT


The refrain follows the first four lines of the poem of the Eärendillinwë that Frodo heard when he walked off for a minute during the evening in Rivendell and suddenly heard Elvish voices chanting.  The remainder of the piece is intended to shift into sort of a theme of the Silmarillion overall (sort of a cinematic theme) and doesn't follow the rest of poem's words.
Sharp listeners will note a few influences:

1) the spots where it seems to pause are the short bit of music when Aragorn tries to give back the Evenstar to Arwen, shortly after the halfway point of the Two Towers movie (when we had discs it was a minute or 2 into the 2nd disc after Eowyn gives Aragorn the rabbit stew ("The Evenstar does not wax or wane...").  With a triumphal major-key phrase-ending intended for Beren & Luthien that differs from the Two Towers phrase.

2) a few places I borrow from the Returner's Hideout theme in Final Fantasy 6.

other places for my music:

Repost Exchange link
https://repostexchange.com/users/doug-stoothoff

DistroKid Slaps forum page
https://slaps.com/dougstoothoff

Spotify Artist link
https://open.spotify.com/artist/7EuvIQRQESX9WFtwI6GqWB

Spotify Playlist link
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0bfWQDwIV4MqqsL8mgZbKT

Apple Music
https://music.apple.com/us/artist/doug-stoothoff/1687430940

Amazon Music
https://music.amazon.com/browse/music-items/artist/B0C4YK678Y/chronological-albums

Boomplay
https://www.boomplay.com/artists/70114948

Qobuz
https://www.qobuz.com/us-en/interpreter/douglas-p-stoothoff/18758728

iHeart
https://www.iheart.com/artist/douglas-p-stoothoff-40424070/

Pandora
https://www.pandora.com/artist/douglas-p-stoothoff/ARjZ7nth7x9xvpg

The sheet music of all my tracks is also at MuseScore:
musescore.com/user/59934706/sheetmusic

tracks are downloadable at my Bandcamp at:
https://dougstoothoff.bandcamp.com/

Eärendillinwë 2022 06 13 Rough

You know it's sincere when it's weapons-grade irrationality.
Added drums the next day (2/7/2023) and then released.
A little empathy test to see what I would put a drummer through, manually drummed in 3/4 time.

other places for my music:

Douglas P Stoothoff main site:
https://exedexes1.com/
https://exedexes1.godaddysites.com/

Youtube subscribe:
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC4WSgBZCySWQ-wAQ0GMtXag?sub_confirmation=1
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCL0BaYj4gcMibSa0gVS8WeQ?sub_confirmation=1

itch.io profile link:
https://exedexes1.itch.io/

Feature.fm overall Artist Bio link:
https://ffm.bio/douglas-p-stoothoff

Master Track List on SC:
https://soundcloud.com/doug-stoothoff/tracks

Artist page on Spotify:
https://open.spotify.com/artist/7EuvIQRQESX9WFtwI6GqWB
https://open.spotify.com/artist/4aN8I7Zl7HuhQQC0txGPYC

Artist page on Apple:
https://music.apple.com/us/artist/doug-stoothoff/1687430940

Artist page on Amazon:
https://music.amazon.com/artists/B0C4YK678Y/douglas-p-stoothoff

Youtube Artist Topic Channel (autogenerated):
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC4WSgBZCySWQ-wAQ0GMtXag

Artist page on Bandcamp:
https://dougstoothoff.bandcamp.com/

Artist page on Tidal:
https://tidal.com/browse/artist/39485859

Artist page on Beatport:
https://www.beatport.com/artist/douglas-p-stoothoff/1155579

Artist page on Boomplay:
https://www.boomplay.com/artists/70114948

Artist page on Pandora:
https://www.pandora.com/artist/douglas-p-stoothoff/ARjZ7nth7x9xvpg

Artist page on Qobuz:
https://www.qobuz.com/us-en/interpreter/douglas-p-stoothoff/18758728

Artist page on iHeart Radio:
https://www.iheart.com/artist/douglas-p-stoothoff-40424070/

Weapons-Grade Irrationality

A new song "Special" made by ClockTime.
Listen to it following this link:
https://share.amuse.io/track/clocktime-speranza-1

Speranza

Speranza - ClockTime

en-trance

Lyrics

I just want to stay in your memory
It's all I want to trust not an enemy 
To forget my face cause we had to break
It hurts, but I know that we have to let

As I'm running through, running through 
This jungle I see faces 
I'm looking back at you, back at you
But you won't stop chasing

Don't make me look back no more
No rearview mirrors here 
I am a fool if I run through 
All is there real?
Yeah it is
Don't make me look back no more

I just want to stay in your memory
It's all I want to trust not an enemy 
To forget my face cause we had to break
It hurts, but I know that we have to let

Try to make me fall yeah
Don't make me look back no more
Try to make me fall yeah
Don't make me look back no more

I just want to stay in your memory
It's all I want to trust not an enemy 
To forget my face cause we had to break
It hurts, but I know that we have to let

Don't make me look back no more
No rearview mirrors here 
I am a fool if I run through 
All is there real?
Yeah it is
Don't make me look back no more

Try to make me fall yeah
Don't make me look back no more
Try to make me fall yeah
Don't make me look back no more

I'm Looking Back To You

I'm Looking Back to You

pose

Walking through

Coming soon! We pretend to be fine.
There's a fire in the wastelands. What's mine?
Waste of time.
There's a fire.
We Survive.

There's a crack in the side of the farm.
You would think that they'd run, but they stay.
Waste the light.
Avoid the night.
Stay alive. 

There's a river that's flowing with gold.
That you get, when you're good, if you're old.
Waste of life.
Taste the Night.
Stoke the fire.

All of her maybes, mistaken for definitelys.
All you can do is move on.
All of your sure things, replaced now with possiblys.
You've got no crutch to lean on.

All of his don't knows, revealed to be so lows 
That you didn't see where they came from.
All of the can does, are hollow lists of to does.
Interstellar. Toodle-oo. Now I'm gone.

There's a message we sent to the sky.
Imagine that won't be getting too far.
Trip the wire.
To the stars.
To the stars.

There's a man on the moon, and he's heating a Spoon.
As he looks sadly down on the earth.
There's a cow.
What's that now?
Holy cow.

Wee Willie runs through the town.
Crying loud as he seeks them all out.
Get to bed.
In your head.
Go to bed.

All you've got left are some rust, cans of peaches.
A pile of old vizzes and porn.
A fray bentos pie and your rosy complexion.
There's no one left you rely on. 

A bust of Beethoven, a packet of suet.
A commemorative plate, a Princess Di coin.
An overfilled ashtray, a battered red jumper.
Interstellar. Toodle-oo. Now I'm gone.

All of her maybes, mistaken for definitelys.
All you can do is move on.
All of your sure things, replaced now with possiblys.
You've got no crutch to lean on.

All of his don't knows, revealed to be so lows 
That you didn't see where they came from.
All of the can does, are hollow lists of to does.
Interstellar. Toodle-oo. Now I'm gone.

Interstellar... Toodle-oo

Some Kind of Departure

A therapeutic journey into a mix of jazz, classical, and a blend of types of electronica.  And a wry, gradual observation that promotion tends to only go as far as you push it.  At least I make my fellow musicians laugh a little.

Eärendillinwë 2022 06 13 Rough

Doug Stoothoff