Name: L'Ombra della Terra by Giuseppe Bonaccorso in Ladat’s Support Sep’25 vol.1
Duration: 4 min 11 s
Description: The inner journey of a man who, starting from his observation of reality, rediscovers his inner rebellion and embarks on a journey that will lead him to absolute emancipation.

ottima composizione, molto originale.....atmosfera molto interessante.

Bro nice music, that experimental EDM is good!

Not for everyone but definitely for me :) The cover is also so cool

Love the way the song takes you on a story. It sounds like a soundtrack to a movie or something. Very cool!

Interesting conception, structuration of destructuration. A real sound experience!

Ladat’s Support Sep’25 vol.1

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‘ONE MoRE TRiP (ft. IAMDevante’)’ is a HUGE, genre-defying, track, combining atmospheric hip-hop, with alternative dance. 

Driven by an incredible, passionate vocal, from the ever-profound; IAMDevante', this unique and multidimensional production, takes us on ONE MoRE TRiP down memory lane… and conveys a commanding message of introspective self-discovery… acceptance… and empowerment…


Check out and follow the mythical, multi-talented, IAMDevante' :

https://on.soundcloud.com/VM5JYlbEyKuHDwH8mI

https://www.instagram.com/iam.devante_?igsh=MThycTYwb3p2dDY4dg==

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ONE MoRE TRiP (ft. IAMDevante’)

Der Schwellenwind (Auszug aus dem Buch "Schwellenwind")

Der Wind ist da, und er ist nicht zu übersehen. Nicht, weil er laut wäre – sondern weil er alles verändert, ohne je sich selbst zu zeigen.
 In den Baumkronen beginnt es. Ein Flüstern, kaum hörbar. Die Blätter zucken, als würden sie sich erinnern. Dann ein Ruck – nicht mechanisch, sondern plötzlich lebendig. Die Äste schwingen nicht im Rhythmus, sie verhandeln mit der Bewegung.
Das ist der Schwellenwind. Nicht Wetter. Nicht Meteorologie. Eine Haltung der Luft. Er weht nur dort, wo Dinge bereit sind, sich zu verändern.
Man erkennt ihn an der Grenze: Zwischen Schlaf und Wachsein. Zwischen Feuerstelle und Wald. Zwischen gestern und gleich.
Er ist mal seicht, ein Hauch, der wie Zuspruch klingt. Ein Kinderatem, ein Seitenwechsel. Er streichelt die Fenster der Wagen, und für einen Moment vergessen alle, dass Glas trennen kann.
Aber dann – kommt der Druck. Nicht Sturm. Kein Orkan. Ein gezielter Riss durch die Luft, der alles aufhorchen lässt.
 Die Bäume biegen sich. Nicht aus Angst. Aus Zustimmung. Als wüssten sie: Jetzt entscheidet sich etwas.
Der Wind ist nicht zerstörerisch. Er ist Prüfung. Er rüttelt nicht an Wänden, sondern an Ideen.
Zelle B – der nun nur noch einer von vielen ist – steht am Rand des Hofs und sieht in die Bäume. Er weiß: Wenn der Schwellenwind kommt, muss man hören, nicht antworten.
 Denn er spricht in Bewegungen, nicht in Sätzen. Er sagt:
„Ihr seid bereit.“ „Oder noch nicht.“ „Aber ich komme trotzdem.“
Und in diesem Moment – in drei Uhr Licht, in Glut, in Moos, beginnt die Umgebung sich zu dehnen.
Nicht nach außen. Nach innen.
Der Hof denkt. Die Wagen horchen. Die Schlafenden träumen anders.
Und der Wind? Er lässt los, nachdem er alles berührt hat, was sich erinnern wollte.
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Die Fortsetzung folgt am nächsten Sonntag um 10:00h.

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Der_Schwellenwind

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Quick acoustic cover of rock and roll star by oasis

Rock and Roll Star (oasis acoustic cover)

Velvet Reverie

No Love For A Thug ft Marny

This is my latest pop song with male AI vocals. Lyrics are taken from a poem by William Shakespeare. Listen with headphones...

Out now on all streaming platforms and distribution sites.

https://open.spotify.com/intl-de/track/19TSGR6UfVhBZGm0KTZl8y?si=4eff4cbdc8454a7c

William Shakespeare - "To me, fair friend..." (sonnet 73)

"That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou see'st the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth in the west,
Which by and by black night doth take away,
Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire
That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,
As the death-bed whereon it must expire,
Consum'd with that which it was nourish'd by.
This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong,
To love that well which thou must leave ere long."

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Constellation Lyra - Thy Love [out on Spotify now]

Submarine

I thought I’d build a submarine to travel deep under the sea
My computer drew some custom blueprints just – for - me
It will have a viewing port below and a periscopic view above
And a captain’s chair in calfskin leather that will fit me like - a – glove

My submarine is sleek and gold a fantastic sight to behold
Passersby who saw it couldn’t help - but – gawk
I put it on my old trailer and hitched it to my new volvo
And headed out for its maiden launch from the public City dock

I’m gonna see this world like I have never seen before
I’m gonna see this world like I have never seen before

I don’t have any deep sea knowledge as I head into the blue
But I have a clever chatbot that can tell me what – to – do
My friends seem somewhat skeptical; they’re clearly jealous I can tell
that none of them has thought of such a great idea too

When I return, if you’re lucky I will tell you all the things I saw
Cuz surely I’ll have stories that will fascinate and awe
Before I go let me tell you one thing you can know
You’ll never see what’s outside if you don’t open up the door

I’m gonna see this world like I have never seen before
I’m gonna be in this world like I have never been before


Submarine

Still close to you

The inner journey of a man who, starting from his observation of reality, rediscovers his inner rebellion and embarks on a journey that will lead him to absolute emancipation.

L'Ombra della Terra

Stacks

Para escuchar la versión con MV  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/mangalis-bossa-feat-mv
Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/mangalis-bossa

Mangali´s bossa

Con pasión me das tu luz, mi vida,
y también la voz que me anima
en la diversión y en la soledad.

Miro el fulgor de tu sonrisa,
que al pesar de mi interior eclipsa,
y entonces sé lo hermosa que es la felicidad.

Estribillo

Sé el arcoíris y la tormenta se irá 
sé la suave brisa y el mar se calmará
y eso hará que estemos aún mejor.

Sé esa simiente que un día germinará
sé como el abono y la flor más crecerá
y nos dará olor y frescor.

———————————-

Con amor asaltas mi guarida
para que me trate con la vida
y poder tener alguna acción social.

A pesar de que mi rostro irradie,
porque yo no necesito a nadie,
la satisfacción de autosuficiencia emocional.

Estribillo

Mangali´s bossa

With passion you give me your light, my life,
and also the voice that encourages me
in fun and in solitude.

I look at the glow of your smile,
that eclipses the pain of my interior,
and then I know how beautiful happiness is.

Chorus

Be the rainbow and the storm will go away

Be the gentle breeze and the sea will calm down
and that will make us even better.

Be that seed that one day will germinate
Be like the fertilizer and the flower will grow more
and will give us smell and freshness.

———————————-

With love you attack my lair
so that I treat myself with life
and be able to have some social action.

Even though my face radiates,
because I don't need anyone,
the satisfaction of emotional self-sufficiency.

Chorus

Mangalis bossa AC

Introduction in English:

People often tell me that when they are with a loved one who is about to die, they feel particularly close to them. 
Sometimes, in such moments, the history of their relationship flashes before their eyes. 
Some report reaching a deeper peace with the person in question shortly before their death. Often, the dying say things they have never been able to say in their lifetime. For example, a father who, shortly before his death, is able to tell his daughter for the first and only time that he has always loved her.
Many of those left behind tell me that they did not want to let the dying person go, but that they somehow realized that they had to let go of their loved one so that they could pass away as peacefully as possible; that they could not “die with them,” but had to continue living alone. 
And it is not uncommon for those who are approaching death to tell their accompanying relatives that they should continue to live well and in peace.
All of these stories inspired me to write the song “Mourir (Dying).” And as always, for such fundamental existential experiences, I choose the language that best expresses these radical moments of transition: French.


Lyrics (for those, who don`t speak French)

Dying

I watched over your bed 
Sat here with you night after night

Your breathing is very laboured
And it's been a long time
Since I spoke to you

The cancer has destroyed you 
You lie there, powerless and limp

You've lost the fight 
No, you won't be reborn

The thread of your life is increasibly breaking

Your gaze is so empty
Come on, please look at me again 

One last time
Don't go yet
Come on, turn around one last time.

Your heart is beating so weakly
So stay awake a little longer

I'm really letting you go
But let us look at each other once more
A farewell glance before you pass over

It's already too late
I'm saying a prayer for you.

So go in peace
Without pain

Forever my great Love

Französischer Text

Mourir

J'ai veillé à ton chevet
Je suis restée avec toi nuit après nuit
Ta respiration est tres difficile
Et cela fait tres longtemps
que je t'ai parlé

Le cancer t'a emporté
tu es là, sans force et sans vigueur
Tu as perdu la bataille 
non, tu ne renaîtras pas
Le fil de ta vie se rompt de plus en plus

Ton regard est si vide
Viens regarder encore une fois
Une dernière fois
Ne pars pas encore
Tourne-toi encore une fois

Ton cœur ne bat plus que très faiblement
Mais reste encore un peu éveillé

Je vais vraiment te laisser partir
Mais regarde-moi encore une dernière fois
Un regard d'adieu avant la transition

Il est déjà trop tard
je fais une prière pour toi

alors va en paix, libre de toute douleur
Pour toujours mon grand amour

Mourir (Dying)

Just another song (of mine) that makes no sense.

Copyright: 1984

Watch our dog catch a Frisbie to the jam part of this song:
http://youtu.be/czhxwiaZ9A4

Main Channel:
http://www.youtube.com/user/SnyderRon

This song was recorded in 11 hours on a 4-track recorder in October of 1984.
Remastered with Soundcloud in 2021.

Ron Snyder - Shoot The Bull (1984)

As a composer, guitarist, and poet, Giuseppe Bonaccorso is firmly attached to atonal, avant-garde, and highly experimental music. A countercultural artist, he works out his music through original compositional processes never tied to mainstream culture.
#Guitar #Composition #AvantGarde

Ladat, born Ladislav Tesar, is Litomerice (Czech republic) native, body and soul, who writes and composes his music in Chatel-St-Denis, Switzerland. Ladat is not a band in the true sense of the word, but rather a musical project that emerged in 2019 as an escape from reality, because things go better with music.

Ladat's musical odyssey defies conventional labels and freely blends elements of rock, folk, country, and jazz into a rich and genre-bending style that invites listeners to explore the diverse spectrum of influences that shape his emotional and diverse compositions.
As an experienced composer and lyricist, Ladat weaves stories that deeply resonate with audiences and offers a captivating and immersive musical experience, where each song is an expression of boundless passion, creativity, and an unapologetic celebration of musical diversity.

Since 2021, Ladat has been collaborating freely with the Slovenian A7 Recording Studio and musicians around guitarist and drummer Blaž Pavšič, such as Uroš Mohorič (guitar), Gregor Alič aka Hanson or Peter Beznec (bass), and singers Anton Premec, Kristina Jelić, Maja Štebih, Hana Pavšič or Oliver Neff aka Titanic Jack.

L'Ombra della Terra

Giuseppe Bonaccorso

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