The composition combines bass clarinet and saxophone with folk instruments — Georgian salamuri, Armenian duduk, and Armenian dlol drum. The culmination unfolds into layers of electronics and orchestral brass, balancing between intimacy and grandeur.

Compose, record, produced, mixing by Ni!
Cover photo by Aspo Manukian

Ni! - Moments of Blossom

C'mon....grab your walker and shake your booty  😄

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Old Folks Techno

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gfvSWqG7omg

Black Sabbath - planet caravan NOXPOX remix

Grand Day Remastered (2025)

Within the Radiant Glow of a Campfire far from home ,
I am Warmed...
and Relax into the velvety dark beauty of the night ...

My mind floats effortlessly,
Upstream... into the Plethora of Light
that is The Milky Way...
and Within that Current Between The Notes,
i Find mySelf
At Peace...
and Whole.

But far from Dreaming,

And as the primal Rhythms whisper of Wonders beyond the crackling fire,
and Fan the momentum of this moment within the Stillness of this Wondrous Night,
a perspective is painted that I've never seen,
or known before...

and I am Drawn wholy into The Magic of a Cosmic Consciousness.

and Above...
a glittering Treasure Chest of Stars
Spills Light across the Velvet Sky...
and twinkles out a Radiant message to all who behold their Glorious Light,
and Feel within that Resonant thrum,
That Yes!
All is Well in Heaven
and Earth!

And no matter what i think,
that I Am indeed the Music,
for as long as it Plays
Within my L i s t e n i n g loving soul.......

Musical Theme composed and Arranged
by Gary Courtland-Miles

© Gary Courtland-Miles 2018, 2025
℗ Gary Courtland-Miles 2018, 2025

Under Starry Skies  *

Surfers like Us ….. composition, all guitar parts, arrangement, mix and cover picture 

Hey Everyone! 
This is how the surfers celebrate the first snow! 😊 Winter unexpectedly arrived today and immediately showed its charming side! And so this song was created…
I hope you enjoy the winter vibe! ❄️🎸

Many thanks for listening and support!
 Artur

First Snow

In this track I used harmonica, electric guitars, Rhodes, synths, B3, congas, shaker, drums & electric bass.
Thank you for listening !

Composition: Julien Apelian
Recording studio: Audio Colors
November, 26th, 2025

On the Road

_Vanish to La Vida! (KenRoby DJ Remix)

This version is a self rearrangement in acoustic folk style tradition.
Heyr, himna smiður is the oldest nordic hymn which has survived. Wrote in 1208 by a viking Kolbeinn Tumason at his deathbed.  Song was written by Þorkell Sigurbjörnsson in the 20th century.

Heyr himna smiður
hvers skáldið biður.
Komi mjúk til mín
miskunnin þín.
Því heit eg á þig,
þú hefur skaptan mig.
Eg er þrællinn þinn,
þú ert Dróttinn minn.

Guð, heit eg á þig
að þú græðir mig,
minnst, mildingur mín,
mest þurfum þín.
Ryð þú, röðla gramur,
ríklyndur og framur,
hölds hverri sorg
úr hjarta borg.

Gæt, mildingur, mín
mest þurfum þín
helst hverja stund
á hölða grund.
Set, meyjar mögur,
málsefni fögur,
öll er hjálp af þér,
í hjarta mér.

Heyr, Himna Smiður (live acoustic folk performance, trad. Icelandic hymn)

Lyrics: 

You made love feel
like a minefield 
always watching my step
always in hyper-alter

You covered 
your violence well 
with honey and silk 

Now I'm left alone 
to dwell
with the raging wars you built 

was it just a dream
i never woke up from?
Who am i now that 
you killed who I was?

i think i'm turning bitter
i thought i could stay soft 
but its getting dark and cold out
and all my inner skies dusked 

I’m praying for the sun 
to rise within 
my bones

but it never interrupts the night
i can’t seem
 to rise above

all i can do is 
worship the shadows 
that teach me little things about myself

was it just a dream
i never woke up from?
Who am i now that 
you killed who I was?

I’m standing in the twilight,
half alive and half erased
learning how to love myself
in the ruins of your name.

If I ever get my body back
from the places you controlled,
maybe then the dusk will lift
and I’ll stop feeling so wrong.

There’s a chapel in my ribcage
where your echoes never die.
I light candles just to warm myself
but they only make me cry.

If salvation ever finds me,
let it find me on my knees
praying to a future
where your hands are no longer haunting me.

was it just a dream
i never woke up from?
Who am i now that 
you killed who I was?

i think i'm turning bitter
i thought i could stay soft 
but its getting dark and cold out
and all my inner skies dusked

Dusk (Demo)

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Don't Wait For Validation - Heal Arms Short Mix


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Don't Wait For Validation - Heal Arms Short Mix

Brain Hop

fictionalive /
popoems series / hyper media reports 
2001 / 2011 / 2024

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An artist is someone who creates or expresses ideas, emotions, or visions through a chosen medium, aiming to communicate, inspire, or evoke a response.

This definition embraces all forms of creativity—visual, musical, literary, or performance—and emphasizes the purpose of connection and expression rather than formal titles or external validation.

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Brain Hop

Brain Hop is a musical genre invented by the artist fictionalive on Monday, December 1st, 2025, at 1:24 PM. The genre seeks to bring depth, intellect, and philosophical reflection into (hip-hop) music, emphasizing thoughtful lyricism and cognitive engagement. Brain Hop differentiates itself from mainstream (hip-hop) by prioritizing meaningful content, complex themes, and a cerebral approach to rhythm and rhyme.

The creation of Brain Hop responds to criticisms that contemporary (hip-hop) often lacks intellectual depth. It aims to provide an artistic space where artists explore profound social, political, and existential issues through innovative beats and poetic lyrics. Brain Hop is positioned as part of a movement to elevate (hip-hop) culture into new territories of artistic and cultural significance.

As of its inception, Brain Hop is recognized as an emerging genre within underground and alternative music scenes, promising to attract listeners and creators who value music that stimulates both mind and soul.

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