Club Remixes

Artist with no name (Club Version 2025)


https://music.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_kNAN66bOTeKpEzVAo-JfTlqQBgXgZr75o&si=FckAvK7-958S57vX


https://open.spotify.com/album/6ChzlMnioozzWw3Xbgffw6?si=O52HYtX2Q76U9sUr1G98Ew



https://music.apple.com/us/song/in-volo-instrumental/1850372064



In  Volo.mp3

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.  Featuring Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Flute solo. Steel Drum solo. Roland Synthesizer Bass. Yamaha Synthesizer Bass. Korg Synthesizer Bass. Roland Synthesizer Plucking Rhythm. Gibson SG Electric Guitar Rhythm. Roland Synthesizer Muted rhythm. Acoustic Full Drum kit. Percussion Tambourine, Cowbell, Bongos, Zildjian 22" Ride & Crash Cymbals.

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Cool Kat

Move your body (Remix) feat. Martin Jansen & joerxworx

Where Shadows Cried is an introspective reflection told through the eyes of someone who grappled with depression and inner turmoil. Seen from the perspective of a mind submerged in darkness, the track blends atmospheric textures and emotional resonance to evoke the silent struggle fought beneath the surface, echoing the weight of isolation. It stands as a tribute to those who’ve been to that inner place-where shadows cry.

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Where Shadows Cried

This is the 13th track made from my Grandad's poetry.

The others are here👇🏾
https://on.soundcloud.com/7RWUlc4x5lMqOxNecd
🧓🏼Papa's Poems ▶️ Songs ♾️

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Tuning 432Hz A Standard
Capo 6

Instruments
-Vocal and acoustic live
-Additonal backing vocal runs x 4
-Acoustic lead
-Acoustic picked rhythm
-Piano played on keys
-Native Flute played on keys
-Lost Reverse Alchemy pad played on keys
-5 String bass
-Marimba played on keys
-Cajon bass & snare played on keys 

To do
-lower bass in mix
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Papa 's notes on the poem are below the poem 🍃🍁🍂❤️
It's another real gem to have and I really adore how laser focused to nature he was.

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Sentenced without Trial (A poem by Bill Stapleton)

The executioner has come to cut thee down.
I know not for what crime.
The human race needs living space
And you have little time.

No counsel for your defence
No witness to your beauty
No guardian of your civil rights
It matters not - you're guilty!

Where are the lovers you shaded
When summer hearts were wed
Speak now for your leafy friend
Before his life is shed

Did no one see you in Springtime
When your buds were awake in bloom
Did no one pass last Autumn
On your golden carpet, strewn

Why don't you run away?
The humans are coming fast
Don't just stand there and be acquired
Your security is past

Dumb innocence give me your seed
And let me away to sow
In some undeveloped land
Where the crocuses can grow.
......
Where are the lovers you shaded
When summer hearts were wed
Speak now for your leafy friend
Before his life is shed

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23 February 1975
Bill says, " A considerable time had lapsed since I had written any poetry probably due to the shock of my heart attack. In fact I was not sure whether I could still do so. It was a great comfort to me therefore to achieve this poem after an elapse of nearly five years.
The theme of civil rights comes from the northern troubles. I got the idea while out for a walk around Silverpine, the lovely little roads now sadly changed by housing development. Many lovely old trees cut down while others await their fate with 'Security' and 'Acquired' boards ignominiously nailed to them.
The last verse is a lesson on how we can co-operate to save the situation by planting a new tree"

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Bill lived for nine more years after writing those words. It's interesting how the health shock effected his creativity and so nice he re-found it. Maybe a nice reminder to use our time well 🔆


I really love the third stanza. "Where are the lovers you shaded?..." Bill is looking at these condemned trees and wondering about the beautiful unconditional love it showed to people who are now no where to be seen when the trees need them. For me this wraps up what I've learned and had confirmed from Papa's poetry. Humans use the planet but get lost in our own pleasure and forget about what actually keeps us alive and what makes this such a wonderful planet to be on and that we do get to share. We share it with all the trees and eachother. We are however the only ones with either the intelligence to save it from ourselves or stay blinded and condemn it like these trees were condemned to their doom. Thanks Papa


This in my opinion is why laws against single use plastics and similar environmental saviours are so important. When idiosy decides to reverse them on a whim and because of only economics the indifference grows collectively and we lose our focus on the tree and the system as a whole. We then also forget that in focusing on the welfare of the tree, we focus on our own welfare. It's easy to forget this when we don't experience a direct relatable suffering however compassion towards the system still has our answers to a smoother future along side our dear tree friends 🫛

Sentenced without Trial

“Smokey Hornz” by Luke

I figure I’d experiment using my old piano & my old trumpet my old skins and a touch of synth’s ..
it’s definitely a unique  piece

Keys & Piano & Synthesizer & trumpet & Drums  by Luke
Created & Composed & Produced by Luke
Music & Track & Album Photos by Luke
Photography by Luke
I use Open A.i for Album art pictures 

                           Beats by Luke©️
                         S c h ü ß m a n n©️

“Smokey Hornz” by Luke

TRICK and TREAT

Vocal performance by Sofia @sofia-152496299
Sounds by Box Number Twelve
Image by Sofia

Godisawoman

Olttaoff – “Usual Error”
A post-rock piece that drifts between calm introspection and quiet unrest.
Delicate layers of guitars repeat like fragments of memory, while restrained rhythms trace the patterns of thought we can’t quite escape.
The title “Usual Error” reflects the small, recurring mistakes we make—the familiar loops of human nature that shape our days.
Rather than seeking resolution, Olttaoff embraces ambiguity itself, turning uncertainty into sound.

Usual Error

On the run

Hi! I’m sharing original tracks that blend pop melodies with electronic textures. Every piece is composed and produced entirely on my Roland FA-07 — no DAW, just pure inspiration and hands-on creation. Thanks for listening and supporting independent music!

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