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The Feather

more experimenting with arranging sampled sounds & loops. a little slow to build up, but once the horns and hammond organ kick in, it's pretty funky.

-sampled instruments include: rhythm & lead electric guitar, some bass, filtered piano, horns, some drums & perc
-instruments played by me include: organ, drums & perc, a tiny bit of electric piano and bass at the transitions  

All comments welcome, and don't be shy to be critical or suggest ideas to help me improve. :)

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here's some pictures I took: www.flickr.com/photos/mark_boucher/
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Mark's Album (post-2020)

Sneaky Reggae

Lyrics 

Wheat fields shine like golden sheets
In your mind you still believe
You’re different from all the grain
Only you can feel this certain pain

Window’s open to your street
You hear the gentle sigh of the breeze
No traffic there to clutter up
What once was there to shut you up

Free from the ego
Free from the pride
It’s simple to just be alive

Free from the ego 
Free from the pride
It’s simple to just be alive

In the mirror you sustain 
A glaring at your simple frame
This wishing for a better you
Is all that you seem to do

Free from the ego
Free from the pride
It’s simple to just be alive

Free from the ego 
Free from the pride
It’s simple to just be alive

Just be alive
Don’t bite the apple

You are just as meant to be 
A perfect mix of biology
There’s no peace you can’t achieve
You just have to change what you see

Free from the ego
Free from the pride
Simple just to be alive

saving up the things

Eden

A short tune with a seasonal vibe. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays everyone!

A Night of Magic

He walked the world with no socks and no shoes
Everybody be calling him the King of the Jews
He's got a whole damn church
You'd think that'd be enough
Things were good 'til Jesus messed it up

There's a hundred different ways
To have a little fun
But to walk the path of righteousness
There's only one
I was the favorite son until the day I wasn't
Things were good 'til Jesus messed it up

I get no pleasure from causing wreckage and ruin
It just happens to be the one thing I'm so good at doing

For centuries people been falling for me
Through greed, ambition, and lust
You'd think there'd be a little respect for Uncle Beelzebub
But for me they got scorn while for Him they get reborn
Things were good 'til Jesus messed it up

Take any ten souls together have 'em standing in a line
Take any ten souls together, eight of 'em are mine
Yet I cannot break free from this inadequacy
Things were good 'til Jesus messed it up

I get no pleasure from causing perpetual doom
It just happens to be the one thing I'm so good at doing

Had a girl in Cincinatti everything was going grand
Until Jesus comes along says take my hand little lamb
I had endless weed and coke
He had endless love and hope
Things were good 'til Jesus messed it up
Everything was going well
Everything was going to hell
Things were swell 'til Jesus messed it up.

Jesus Messed It Up

Recording sessions from 23/11/2024 - 26/01/2025.
presets, mixing, processing and editing: Pier WILL.
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- Made with MOOG & Modular / Multi-tracks / Without AI
- Composed, arranged, performed, produced by Pier WILL & Studio 4H09
- Artwork : Pier WILL
- Acknowledgements : Ableton-AKG-Arturia-Audacity-Cantabile-Focusrite
  Korg-M-Audio-MSI-Sony-SoundCloud-Teac-Techniks-Yamaha.
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#Ambient #Movies #Experimental

Aftermath

Aftermath  °!° ❤️🕊️🙏 °!°

Spectral Lights

🔳P⭕️WER UP and Feel The P⭕️WER 🔳

Hope, your on this playlist, sorry
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The whole

🤨⁂©All Rights Reserved 04-2025
©Lyrics, Mixer, Mastering, Pro License & Creator: Lady ElectroTrek 
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TITLE: STRUNG & RUN
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LYRICS:

(Verse 1)
I gave you love
It filled the air
You vanished quick
Like you weren’t there
You left me tangled
Threads undone
You keep me strung
But then you run

(Chorus)
Life ain’t sweet like candy dreams
No Good & Plenty
Bursting seams
I need someone who truly sees
The hidden worth inside of me

(Verse 2)
I asked for care
You gave me none
Your silence weighed a thousand tons
I held my heart out in the sun
You keep me strung
But then you run

(Chorus)
Life ain’t sweet like candy dreams
No Good & Plenty
Bursting seams
I need someone who truly sees
The hidden worth inside of me

(Bridge)
Was I a moment
Just a fling
A song you hum but never sing
I won’t be left
Undone
Unsung
You keep me strung
But now I’ve sprung

(Chorus)
Life ain’t sweet like candy dreams
No Good & Plenty
Bursting seams
I need someone who truly sees
The hidden worth inside of me

The Hidden Worth Inside

Strung & Run

Story:

Colonel Kidrick's squad disembarked from the dropship. Sent to secure a colony that had gone silent, they were prepared for insurrection or bandits — not what they found. Suddenly the sand erupted. Spindly, insect-like creatures the size of horses, their exoskeletons glinting in the light, attacked. Kidrick calls for reinforcement but nevertheless fought at the frontline with his team in a merciless combat. They fought through the night, holding their ground despite mounting casualties. Though their numbers dwindled, their spirit burned bright as Colonel Kidrick yelled the directive:

Surrender Is Not An Option


Music:

The tracks starts with some synths that melt into soft and slow string harmonies to express the calm trip to the colony. The encounter of the aliens is sonically expressed with synth braaams, low brass and a string ostinato. A bright horn melody and rhythmic short strings should match the heroic vibe. The following part with mainly minor chords show the loss and sorrow of fellow soldiers. The battle continues with even more intensity of the utilized instruments in full dynamics. Aggressive bass pulses support the string shorts, trumpets and horns play a strong melody passing their role to octaved strings. Choir shorts and a drumkit enforce the rhythm until the intro reoccurs at the end.

Video: https://youtu.be/bwDX-SBET7w

Surrender Is Not An Option

On a Cool Night Sound Travels Far

There’s a room in this house I never asked for,
Walls built from things people swore they knew.
Whispers stacked like bricks in the corners,
Laid down by mouths
That never spoke the truth.
Every story someone told about me
Got plastered in the paint before it dried.
I walk inside and feel the heat of judgment,
Like the walls are breathing
Every lie.

And I hear footsteps I don’t recognize,
Echoing things I never said.
Funny how rumors fill a house
Faster
Than anything I’ve lived instead.

These rooms built from rumors,
They creak with every name they said.
Every whisper shapes a corner,
Every lie gets carved in the bed.
These rooms built from rumors,
Where the walls repeat what isn’t true—
I try to tear the stories down,
But they rebuild
Just like they do.
I’m trapped between the shadows
Of who they swore I’d be—
These rooms built from rumors
Aren’t even rooms
Of me.

I see faces scratched into the drywall,
Drawn from words they passed around too fast.
People love to build you wrong
As long as the version fits
Their past.
I touch the wall and feel it tremble,
Like it wants to break but won’t let go.
Rumors age like water damage—
Ugly stains
That always show.

And I fight the urge to shout at ghosts,
But ghosts don’t care to hear the truth.
They only know what someone told them—
Not the me
I grew into.

These rooms built from rumors,
They creak with every name they said.
Every whisper shapes a corner,
Every lie gets carved in the bed.
These rooms built from rumors,
Where the walls repeat what isn’t true—
I try to tear the stories down,
But they rebuild
Just like they do.
I’m trapped between the shadows
Of who they swore I’d be—
These rooms built from rumors
Aren’t even rooms
Of me.

People build whole stories
Without a single brick of fact.
And I’ve been living with their versions
Stacked on top
Of how I act.
And every time I breathe too loud,
The house repeats their claims—
Proof that words can build a prison
Out of nothing
But my name.

These rooms built from rumors,
Holding voices I can’t erase.
Every false piece laid about me
Still lives inside
This place.
These rooms built from rumors,
Shaking with the lies they keep—
And no matter how I fight them,
They settle
Into deep.
I’m stuck inside the blueprint
Of who they made me be—
These rooms built from rumors…
Won’t let me
Leave.

I try the door—
It sticks,
Just like the story did.
And the rumors whisper on,
Even when
I don’t
Respond.

Rooms Built From Rumors

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ZONE.

This is a slow tempo pop ballad with a melancholic yet hopeful tone, The instrumentation features a prominent piano, a subtle string section, and a light drum beat, The piano plays a arpeggiated chord progression, providing a gentle harmonic foundation, The female lead vocal is clear and expressive, utilizing a breathy, intimate delivery with occasional sustained notes and subtle vibrato, The song structure follows a typical verse-chorus format, with a bridge and outro, Production elements include a warm reverb on the vocals and a balanced mix that highlights the piano and vocals

Sweet Pleasure - Anthemic Ambience

This track was inspired while Stevie was on passage through the Panama Canal on board the "London Clipper"  and a run ashore in Panama City.

Panama Red ..Stevie Wright..Vocal/Harp

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Strung & Run

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