And I should be feeling something
But there's nothing at all
Oh be still, my heart is pumping
And I'm starting to drawl
Oh please me
Looks like I've been in a brawl
I'm going out in a blaze of gory

CHORUS
And your eyes
They're like something from the movies
And your smile
So I smiled back and kept on moving

And I couldn't choose the weapon
I couldn't think of a time
These big shoes are too big to step on
I'm too small for this crime
Oh please me
This end is no damn fault of mine
I'm going out in a blaze of gory

CHORUS

I've been told something that is nasty
And it stuck in my throat
Now you've started to look so crusty
Or is it something I smoked?
Oh please me
These are the last damn words I wrote
I'm going out in a blaze of gory

CHORUS

Going Out In A Blaze Of Gory

This is my first try to compose a song with lyrics in my native language (german). 

It is about chasing a dream. Split in two parts. 
part one tries to describe how dreams invade us. chemical neuronal.
part two tries to capture a dream to keep it in memory.

The song is based on a complex melody model in which two different main parts exist in different keys. To add to the transition, I had to go back a long way and string a lot of chords together.
Video: https://youtu.be/mHqZyrGvtw4

Lyrics:
Part 1:
Hast du gesehen wie die Sterne heute stehen?
Die Konstellation aus der Träume entstehen
Wie leuchtende Speere durchdringen sie die Sphäre
Der Angriff auf unser Bewusstsein beginnt

Die Kristallklare Luft verbreitet den Duft
von Pheromonen die unsere Sinne betrübt
Orientierungsverlust, ganz unbewusst
Wechsel von Realität zu Fiktion
Physiologische Korrelate
von Verstand und Vernunft außer Kraft
unreales Geschehen
ergreift über uns seine Macht

Ein Abbild aus unserem Leben
So sinnlich und doch so lebendig
oh - könnt ich nur - ständig - diese Klarheit sehen
Um Zusammenhänge verstehen
Ohne Bedeutung für mich   von Zeit und Raum
mit dir zusammen, in      deinem Traum

Könnt ich nur - bis in alle Zeiten
durch das Universum gleiten
Doch wenn der Traum einmal entrinnt
und du dich kaum an ihn entsinnst
bleibt nicht viel Zeit ihn zu erzählen
man muss ihn in deinen Augen lesen

Und das Licht, welches au deinen Augen strahlt
fällt wie ein Pinsel, der Farben auf die Leinwand malt
doch die Farben die du wählst,
verblassen in der Realität
Sie sind gewählt aus den Weiten des Traum’s wo sie schweben
Sie erzählen von den Zeiten, wo alles Glück in deinem Leben
einfach wie ein Apfel
an den Bäumen hing


Doch die Säure und die Kerne
gehören dazu - oh wie gerne
wäre ich die Frucht an diesem Baum
zusammen mit dir - in deinem Traum

PART TWO
Was wir auch tun, um uns auszuruhen
unsere Gedanken zum schlafen zusammentun
So sehr wir versuchen die Traumwelt zu besuchen
Es will nicht gelingen dorthin zu springen

erst mit Halluzinogenen Substanzen 
versuchen wir gemeinsam in den Schlaf zu tanzen
Durch Opferbereitschaft, mit voller Hingabe
fördern wir Unterbewusstsein zu Tage
kognitiv luzide Momente
bringen symbolische Fragmente
setzen Akzente aus dem Zwischenraum
entrissen aus unserem Traum

Die Süße an diese Erinnerung
so flüchtig und vergänglich
Vielleicht gelingt es mir mit dir zusammen
einen Zaubertraum zu fangen
der bis in alle Ewigkeit uns verbindet und vereint 
eine Erinnerung die uns zusammenhält

Ein Funke aus unserer Vergangenheit
Der unser Feuer am Leben hält
Doch wenn die Sonne den Tag erhellt
und wie ein Pfeil vom Bogen nach oben schnellt
ist es wieder die Zeit, die rinnt
und die Suche nach dem Traum beginnt von neuem

Wenn deine Hand am Morgen, neben mir, durch meine Haare fährt
sehe ich das strahlen in deinen Augen, und weiß, es war die Mühe wert
gemeinsam haben wir es vollbracht
unseren Traum gefangen,  mitten in der Nacht
Er geht nicht erneut verloren, wir haben ihn geboren
er gehört zu unserem Leben genauso wie das Streben
nach Glück und Zuversicht
und unserer Zweisamkeit

Und neben dir sitz ich so gerne
schau auf die Sterne in der Ferne
Soweit das Auge reicht so glitzernd und so seicht
ist die Erinnerung an unseren Traum.

Oli Boli - Traumjagd

Traumjagd

Zaubertraumjagd (Chasing the spell of a dream) - by Oli Boli

WEEPING IN THE VALLEY			
Songwriting, Lyrics - Tony Harris			
Song Project in Collaboration with Brave Beach			
Music Creation & Production - Bravei			
Vocals - Riff Beach			
			
WEEPING IN THE VALLEY			
NOWHERE TO TURN			
WEEPING IN THE VALLEY			
NOWHERE TO RUN			
DOWN IN THE VALLEY			
COVID HAS CARVED			
A DEADLY PATH			
LIKE A MAD PSYCOPATH			
DOWN IN THE VALLEY			
THE DEADLY VIRUS			
LAYED PEOPLE DOWN			
IN THE COLD...COLD GROUND			
DOWN IN THE VALLEY			
WORRIED ABOUT FAMILY			
FEELING FORGOTTEN,			
SICK AND DOWNTRODDEN			
DOWN IN THE VALLEY			
NOT ABLE TO SEE FAMILY			
FACE TIME WAS NOT 			
THE SAME AS REAL TIME			
DOWN IN THE VALLEY			
SOME WERE PRAYING			
SOME  LOST ALL HOPE			
MANY ARE STILL CRYING			
DOWN IN THE VALLEY			
GOOD THINGS CAN HAPPEN			
SPRINGS OF BLESSINGS			
CAN STILL FLOW IN THE VALLEY			
DOWN IN THE VALLEY			
DON'T FEEL DOWN AND ALONE			
JUST CALL OUT HIS NAME			
THE ONE WHO OWNS THE CROWN AND THRONE
DOWN IN THE VALLEY			
			
2021 © Lyrics by Tony Harris

Weeping In The Valley - Collaboration by Tony, Riff & Bravei - Original

The Final Track on my Rooftops album. The 1st track can be heard here:
https://soundcloud.com/orbiting-freakshow-orch/rooftops-and-chimney-pots-part-1

Rooftops and Chimney Pots

The End (1993)

Long before September 11, 2001, there was a September 11, 1950; the birthdate of my wife Terry.  This song started out as a very personal musical portrait of her.  Debra became interested in the track after I sent it to her for collaborative consideration.  The result is something very special for the both of us and we hope you too.  In my playing, I address the intimate side of the song and day. In Debra's playing, she addresses the now much larger meaning of the day for our nation and the world. Ultimately I think what we are saying is that 9/11 is profoundly personal. Each of us, if were old enough to remember, know where we were, what we were doing the day the attacks occurred. The attacks also shook the world, world markets, world travel, and any and all sense of security.   Profound sorrow was draped over our country and any nation that called us friend.  "Stay With Me" is another way of saying "hold me close", "we need each other", and as the track picture suggests "forget me not".    A big "thank you" to Debra for lavishing her talent on this very personal song.    More of her beautiful music can be heard @debra_buesking.

Stay With Me (featuring Debra Buesking, piano)

Video 👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻
https://youtu.be/MJXiffSYsGI

That's how it is in the lives of saints and heroes: there are hours of delusion, of confusion, of succumbing.

Alphonse Daudet (1840 - 1897), French teacher, then journalist in Paris; wrote short stories, several novels and the play "L'Arlésienne

Das ist so im Leben der Heiligen und Helden: es gibt Stunden der Verblendung, der Verwirrung, des Unterliegens.

Alphonse Daudet (1840 - 1897), französischer Lehrer, dann Journalist in Paris; schrieb Erzählungen, mehrere Romane und das Schauspiel »L'Arlésienne«

🎞️ Video

The Sword Of The Downfall (Part I)

YOU’RE SO LUCKY NOT TO LIVE WITH SOMEONE WHO DOES’NT SQUEEZE
THE TOOTHPASTE FROM THE END OF THE TUBE I HEARD YOU DON’T MIND PLAYING OLDIES
AND WATCH A SHOW FOR A QUIZ
HOW DIFFERENT IS A SPHERE FROM A CUBE
THIS A MESSAGE KIND OF A LETTER OF LOVE
WHO IS IT FROM I GUESS YOU KNOW BY NOW
AS FOR BOOKS THE MORE THE BETTER FROM A QUESTION TO AN ANSWER
NO TOPICS THAT YOU LEAVE ASIDE WISH I WAS YOUR INTERLOCUTOR
AND YOU WOULD BE MY MENTOR
I SURE COULD USE A LEADING GUIDE
THIS A MESSAGE OF LOVE
A LETTER KIND OF
DRESSED UP AS A SONG OR SO
INVISIBLE BUTTERFLIES
FLYING ‘FORE YOUR EYES
INKY SCRATCHES HEAPS OF PAPER ALL NOTES FOR THE FUTURE
THIS A MESSAGE KIND OF A LETTER OF LOVE
WHO IS IT FROM I GUESS YOU KNOW BY NOW
TAKE CARE OF WHO YOU LOVE SOMEBODY CARES FOR YOU

NOTES FOR THE FUTURE (Lyrics) Song for Jeremy

Solo played with Akai EWI / Respiro - all else is Danmoi & VST instruments
photo by Marek Piwnicki, unsplash

stone witness

🌌 SoundCloud Description (English)

“The Infinite Signal – A Journey Beyond the Edge of Time” is a journey into the unknown - a sonic universe where synthwave, space ambient, and film score collide. Deep analog bass pulses, haunting arpeggios, orchestral swells, and subtle vocoder whispers merge into an expansive soundscape that feels like a transmission from the stars. Dramatic builds, unexpected drops, and cosmic sound design elements create evolving tension, culminating in a massive hybrid climax worthy of a science-fiction epic.

🎬 For filmmakers & game developers:
Perfect for trailers, sci-fi scenes, cinematic cutscenes, and futuristic game worlds that demand atmosphere, mystery, and cosmic drama.

✨ Mood: mysterious · futuristic · awe-inspiring · extraterrestrial
🎧 Genres: Cinematic Synthwave · Space Ambient · Hybrid Sci-Fi Score

The Infinite Signal – A Journey Beyond the Edge of Time

Taken from Kostas Maskalides’ ninth studio album Soundscapes, For Every Lost Hope blends ambient textures with subtle experimental layers, creating an atmosphere that feels both immersive and deeply emotional.

Carefully sculpted sound design and expressive detail invite listeners into a world where calmness meets intensity, harmony flows into chaos, and every note carries meaning.

Soundscape

For Every Lost Hope

In the Highlands

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.

The Sword Of The Downfall (Part I)

Frank Mehl