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justzackery: Rosyln- Bon Iver, St. Vincent

Once Upon a Time - Austin Farwell

Socrate - Messe Des Pauvres - Poulenc Piano Pieces

Gymnopedie No 1

Napster

This is not my song this song was created by austin farwell.The same guy who made New home.Please check him out he is really cool.

DreamScape - Austin farwell

Claude  Debussy  wanted  to  be  Eric  Satie,  and  Eric  Satie  wanted  to be  Claude  Debussy.
Anyway - Debussy - the  pioneer  who  worked  in Indonesian Gamelan compositions  into  his  own  work or music  of  the  Orient composed  the  Arabesques at  a  time  where the  Orient  had  been  very  influential , culturally  to  Europe.

Bastian Lee Jones  -  with  his  cosmopolitan heritage - loves  to  play  Debussy.  That is  his version of  Arabesque  no.1 -
a  take  which will be included  in his  piano solo classic  album  called: CLIMAXUAL  INTIMACIES

EARMErecords LC 29347
ISRC DE-QB2-14-00039


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Claude Debussy - Arabesque No. 1 (andantino con moto)

Signs of Life

In Your Dreams

Recorded between May and November 2024 at Double V Record Studios in the Swiss Alps. 
All instruments by Van Vernon except electric and lapsteel guitars by Lukas Stalder.
Produced by Van Vernon.

From june to fall

Cover of the classic hit by The Police with a six string bass solo performed by Larry Antonino of Pablo Cruise, Air Supply, Steve Oliver, Ronnie Laws

Every Breath You Take

“Pop’s Bebop!" from Smooth Jazz guitarist Randy Sloan blends delicious grooves with melodic guitar and horns making it the perfect addition to your Summer playlist! www.randysloan.com

Commercial Written & Directed by Sandy Shore; Produced & Voiced by Dave DeAndrea for SmoothJazz.com Global, 2025.

Randy Sloan : Pop's Bebop

A romantic journey through a fateful encounter one Fourth Of July. 

HISTORY

This song lives in the space between a knock and an open door.

It’s about the moment when words aren’t needed when a parent can see, just by looking, that something has changed. Not just a visit, but a return. Not just a man standing there, but a son who’s finally listening again.

When the Wind Remembers is less about memory and more about recognition. The wind doesn’t speak in sentences it moves through feeling, through instinct, through the kind of knowing that passes down long before it’s ever understood.

This song marks the quiet turning point of the story.
No speeches. No forgiveness required.
Just two souls recognizing that the path has led back home.

Some things don’t have to be said.
The wind remembers for us.

[Verse 1]
I hadn’t even knocked
The gravel still settling behind my feet
When the old front door creaked open
Like it somehow knew my heartbeat.

Dad stood there in the porch light
Hands steady, shoulders worn by years
And in the quiet between us
I felt my whole life disappear

[Pre-Chorus]
No words, no welcome home
No questions where I’d been
Just a father reading truth
Beneath my skin

[Chorus]
And he knew
Lord, he knew before I spoke a sound
He saw the man I’d carried
Finally putting all that weight down
In one look, he saw the road
That had twisted me too long
And he knew his son wasn’t just visiting
He was home
He was home

[Verse 2]
His eyes softened like he’d waited
Through a thousand silent nights
Like every prayer he whispered
Found its home in fading light

I tried to play it steady,
Like a grown man standing tall
But something in his knowing
Made the armor start to fall

[Pre-Chorus 2]
He didn’t say I missed you
He didn’t have to try
The wind itself fell quiet
When my father met my eyes

[Chorus]
And he knew
Lord, he knew what I couldn’t understand
That the land had called me back
long before my feet touched this land
In that doorway, in that twilight
In that breath between our bones
He knew his son wasn’t just visiting
He was home
He was home

[Bridge]
Maybe fathers see the truth
Before the world gives it a name
Maybe home is not a place
But the one who whispers who you’ve been

[Final Chorus]
And he knew
In the quiet where the past and present meet
He saw the boy he raised returning
In the man before his feet.
No speeches, no forgiveness
Just a heart that finally found its own

He knew his son wasn’t just visiting
He was home.
He was home.

My Fathers Doorway

I woke to a morning made of quiet grey,
A heaviness sitting where my heartbeat lay.
But there was a whisper in the window frame—
Said “you don’t have to stay the same.”

I walked through the forest in my weathered shoes,
Counting all the shadows I used to confuse
For monsters that lived beneath my tired mind—
Turns out they were only roots and vines.

But I’m learning now, the dark won’t last,
Storms roll through but storms roll past.
I’m finding breath in borrowed time,
Finding light between the pines.
And I’m coming back, slowly this time—
Coming back to life.

Some days I still crumble like uneven stone,
Some nights I still fear I’ll always feel alone.
But hope is a lantern with a trembling flame—
Small, but it’s burning just the same.

And the days I can’t climb, I’ll crawl,
And the days I can’t speak, I’ll whisper it all.
Healing isn’t loud, it’s a quiet sign—
A hand on the door, a spark in the spine.

‘Cause I’m learning now, the dark won’t last,
Storms roll through but storms roll past.
I’m finding breath in borrowed time,
Finding light between the pines.
And I’m coming back, slowly this time—
Coming back to life.

So here’s to the mornings I thought I’d never see,
To the version of me who fought silently.
I’m stepping out where the sunlight climbs—
I survived the night…
Now I’m making it mine.

Light Between the Pines

afterglow (acoustic)

Je te laisserai des mots

Rachmaninoff plays Rachmaninoff: The Piano Concertos and Solo Pieces

Piano Concerto No. 2 in C Minor, Op. 18: II. Adagio sostenuto

The Swan (from Carnival of the Animals - Camille Saint-Saens)

Founded in New York City, Earthquake Lights are a rock band with a focus on vintage tone and genuine instrumentalism. Their upcoming full length debut maintains a more traditional rock and roll sound in the style of Radiohead, Pink Floyd, Beck, and The Who. But the band also draws heavy influences from their classical and jazz backgrounds. Sounds of Miles Davis, Joao Gilberto, and Hank Jones are blended with textures and harmonies from Maurice Ravel and Igor Stravinsky. The LP was written and recorded in New York, Los Angeles, and Abbey Road Studios in London.

In Your Dreams

Earthquake Lights

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