Pure Diamonds | part I

Ancient Starlight Reflections

The Cailleach Chant (She of a Thousand Names)

Bandcamp: https://expansionoftheauralcognizance.bandcamp.com/track/reality-exists-within-your-mind
Youtube: https://youtu.be/MQFchD38uqM

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Bandcamp

Reality Exists Within Your Mind

I composed this music last year and I have to thank my friend S.Gurunathan who has programmed in Logic Pro X and Kumar who has done mixing  at Vishnu Studio.Hope you all like this.Thank you

Classic Melodious

Hypnosis

Bandcamp: https://expansionoftheauralcognizance.bandcamp.com/track/flow-and-ebb
Youtube: https://youtu.be/iHCFjmFTP7o

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Flow and Ebb

This composition started with a few earnest and honest piano chords. What emerged was a personal attempt to deal with loss through electronic symphony. 

More will come...

Art by Jane Langvee.

The Way [DEMO]

One Last Dance (Bittersweet Memories)

Thank you for listening!

Vocals: Clara Sorace

soundcloud.com/emilio-gs/sets/cinematic-music-by-emilio-gs

The Chosen One

In the enchanting scene of a moonlit night, a young girl immerses herself in the pages of a mystical book, weaving her vivid imagination into a whimsical tale that conjures up playful, skeletal apparitions.

Set to a lighthearted triple-time signature, the piano guides the melody, lending a delightful charm to the composition. Complementing this whimsical journey, the glockenspiel and synthesizer mallet harmoniously dance together, evoking the amusing and endearing image of comical skeletons.

Links: https://links.sounds-m.com/Night-with-Skeletons

Night with Skeletons

Links

Night With Skeletons

The Traveller From Nowhere.

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When I was a teenager I loved to write. Sometimes it was poetry, other times short stories, other times it was songs, and I even imagined their music, accepting that perhaps I would never hear them performed. Finally, he also expressed moods, experiences, concerns and desires through simple strokes.


Based on a written line, 5 years ago, I composed music about one of those texts.

Now, thanks to the collaboration of my friend Peter, his impeccable translation, diction and correction of the text, I have been able to incorporate and modify said composition, but, obviously, with text in English.

Thank you Peter, again, for your enthusiasm and help.

Lyric.

The Traveller from Nowhere

Like a whisper that drifts on the breeze. Our eyes fixed on each other,
watching time slither by. Time that ends beyond the lifespan of people and
the backdrop of their murmuring.

It seems I don't know where I'm from or where I'm going. I think and feel like
the traveller from nowhere, either crossing great distances, or, perhaps,
locked in a tiny room. Never to leave.

I imagine I am someone I am not, incarcerated and blind, ignorant of the
counting of the days, a spectator watching his own life trickle past himself,
wasted.

Thus I become a random observer from here, my place, failing to understand
with my diffuse logic all that surrounds me, and the banalities of the human
condition: evil, value, love, desires, and countless other emotions, character
traits.

Indeed, I am suffused with these emotions, emotions on which I greedily
feed, trying to comprehend, dissect and analyse the secret triggers that
generate them, all within an eternal search whose horizon is infinite. So, in
the end, when all is said and done, I realise that I know neither where I'm
from nor where I'm going... then, and only then, finally, do I grasp my destiny.

I am the one who once was somewhere, or possibly not. The one who
imagines worlds and lives but never really lives them. The nomadic one who
becomes that curious traveller from nowhere; surreal, anonymous, ethereal,
imaginary……drifting on the breeze.


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13 tracks of native instruments and the Xewton forum.

4 imini Arturia tracks.

4 track flowtones synth

1 xpad track

3 tracks kv331

DAW. Music Studio 2

Hardware. ipad.

Thank you for your comments.

Paco

The Traveller From Nowhere (2023) Narrated By Peter

“Calling winter”

Art work: Pexels via Pixabay

しみ透れ、つきぬけ
火事を出せ、雪で埋めろ
刃物のやうな冬が来た

高村光太郎（1883-1956）「冬が来た」より

Cold air, soak everything, penetrate everything.
Start a fire. Cover everything with snow.
Winter has come like a blade.

The lyrics are taken from the poem "Winter is Coming" by Kotaro Takamura (1883-1956).

Calling Winter

Composed, arranged, performed and produced by:
Leon Pajer

orlando51music © 2023

After The Rain

A TOUCH OF AUTUMN

The Coming Of The King

Audio example to accompany the November 2023 Sound On Sound magazine article.

Strezov Sampling Jade Evolutions - Silver Dawn By Henri Vartio

opus 130 - Streichquartett Nr. 9 h-moll 2. Satz Andante moderato - Adagio

Going Home to family, peace, comfort, nostaglia, and finally a place of rest.  I hope you enjoy this piece and find the comfort and remember the happy memories in your life.

Going Home

Shredded an old instrumental track I wrote a couple of years ago & added a few extra instruments, new sections & some vocals 😊

Free download if you like it.

Thank you for listening ♥

I Let You Go Again

"Ar Hyd y Nos" (English: All Through the Night) is a Welsh song sung to a tune that was first recorded in Edward Jones' Musical and Poetical Relics of the Welsh Bards (1784). The most commonly sung Welsh lyrics were written by John Ceiriog Hughes.

soprano - Diane
alto - Teghan
tenor - Gideon
baritone - Rob

This is our take on "personal worship" :)

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Lyrics:

Cymraeg:

Holl amrantau'r sêr ddywedant
Ar hyd y nos
"Dyma'r ffordd i fro gogoniant,"
Ar hyd y nos.
Golau arall yw tywyllwch
I arddangos gwir brydferthwch
Teulu'r nefoedd mewn tawelwch
Ar hyd y nos.
Hyd y nos.
O mor siriol, gwena seren
Ar hyd y nos
I oleuo'i chwaer ddaearen
Ar hyd y nos.
Nos yw henaint pan ddaw cystudd
Ond i harddu dyn a'i hwyrddydd
Rhown ein golau gwan i'n gilydd
Ar hyd y nos.
Hyd y nos.

English:

All the stars' twinkles say
All through the night
"This is the way to the realm of glory,"
All through the night.
Other light is darkness
To show true beauty
The Heavenly family in peace
All through the night.
Through the night.
O, how cheerful smiles the star,
All through the night
To light its earthly sister
All through the night.
Old age is night when affliction comes
But to beautify man in his late days
We'll put our weak light together
All through the night.
Through the night.

Ar Hyd Y Nos (All Through The Night - Welsh Trad - SATB)

A small note on my own behalf: I have noticed that my playback figures have dropped dramatically. The statistics show that the number of playbacks has dropped from 2000 per week to just under 200.
On the one hand, this is frustrating, as everyone sees this as an indicator and confirmation of their work. On the other hand, figures are not particularly important, but one wonders what is wrong. In my opinion, SC has changed a lot, uploading tracks has become more complicated and constant security queries are annoying.
In addition, great artists are disappearing from the platform, partly by their own choice, partly because they have been banned, the algorithm has “recognized” them as spam and mercilessly deleted their account. I'm still a paying member, but my attitude towards this has changed...

Please let me know your experiences and impressions.

😮‍💨😔


When I don't have the time to actively listen to my favorite artists on soundcloud, I just leave the stream running...while washing up in the kitchen, for example 😆

By the way: this user-92853963 was my old link address and leads to the empty.... I AM NOT A ROBOT!

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A long, long time ago, there was an organ in the Christmas-decorated living room in his parents' house, where Frank grew up. Originally bought by his father for his two older siblings, they showed no interest in playing the organ. Frank, however, did. White and black keys and giving off strange sounds. 

So at the age of 9 he began to let his fingers circle on this instrument, searching for the right keys like on a typewriter. And another 9 years would pass before he could buy his first own instrument. Already at the age of 13 he made notes about the then current synthesizers, bought one magazine after the other and visited music fairs in Frankfurt, Germany.

His first keyboard was the Yamaha DSR-2000, which he bought in a music store near his hometown Biebertal. In installments! Finally he could develop himself further - away from the limited tonality of the small organ. The built-in 8-track sequencer helped him to reach unimagined heights. 
Little by little his equipment expanded and his ambition to create music like that of Jean-Michel Jarres came closer. Influenced by this and countless other musicians of the time, his interest grew, but he taught himself everything. Not even having attended a music school or being able to read music at all, he wrote one song after another and recorded them on the only medium available to him at the time: audio cassettes.
Many of these recordings are unfortunately lost forever, because cassettes are and were not the best recording medium. He has to try to play many of his songs from memory. 

In 2007, he fulfilled a long-awaited wish: to buy a KORG. He had always wanted to own one, but with the latest synthesizers at the time of their release having a purchase price of over 6000 D-marks (the currency of the time in the 1980s and 1990s), that dream of owning one was far away. So in 2007 he bought a used KORG 01W/FD at ebay. And as before with the purchase of the Yamaha keyboard, a completely new world opened up to him.

In addition, there were expanders and sound modules from Kawai, Roland and Yamaha (K1m, SC-55, QY10). Six years later his enthusiasm for making music ebbed and rediscovered his hobby (which it always was and still is). In 2018 in April he decided to present his music to a wider audience and uploaded his first song on the platform soundcloud. Since that time, thanks also to the ever-evolving software, he continues to evolve, experiment and relive his times through music.

Pure Diamonds | part I

Frank Mehl