A small tribute to Wolfgang Palm! I didn't really put much effort into the composition and to be honest I composed it in a hurry! I didn't touch the oscillators at all and there was no change in frequency. The sound was made with the random function of this excellent virtual synth! Next time I'm going to try harder with my limited musical knowledge!

Sesion 2 - PPG Wave Mapper 2

“Who stole Teddy’s cookie jar” short movie main theme. Now on Fetchflix

Teddy loves cookies and jealously guards his recipe for himself. He gets help from a team of tiny bunnies and cats because his fur makes him rather clumsy. However, yesterday’s batch was stolen. Will Teddy and the tiny rabbits and cats team be able to recover the cookie jar? 

“This story is a work of fiction. Any similarity to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events, is purely coincidental. Ho and for those who did not get it, Fetchflix TV is also fictitious.” 

Music: Syrel
Photography: Syrel, Book Cover (1987)

Musical notes: This theme could have been the main theme of the series “Only Murders in the Building.“ but hey, Siddhartha Khosla did such a wonderful work composing her theme that it would be a sacrilege pretending I could do better. Thanks to Tchaikovsky and Saint-Saëns for their help on mine ;o)

Who stole Teddy's cooky jar

Vedran - I’ve Been Waiting for You

So soon just after you've gone
My senses sharpen
But it always takes so damn long
Before I feel how much my eyes have darkened
Fear hangs a plane of gun smoke
Drifting in our room
So easy to disturb, with a thought, with a whisper
With a careless memory, with a careless memory
On the table, signs of love lies scattered
And the walls break, with a crashing within
It's not as though, as though you really mattered
But being close, how could I let you go
Without some feeling, some precious sympathy following
Fear hangs a plane of gun smoke
Drifting in our room
So easy to disturb with a thought, with a whisper
With a careless memory, with a careless memory
With a careless memory, with a careless memory
Oh, I walk out into the sun, I try to find a new day
But the whole place just screams in my eyes
Where are you now 'cause I don't want to meet you
I think I'd die, I think I'd laugh at you
I know I'd cry, what am I supposed to do, follow you?
Outside the thoughts coming flooding back now
I just try to forget you
So easy to disturb with a thought with a whisper
With a careless memory, with a careless memory
With a careless memory, look out
With a careless memory
With a careless memory
Look out, look out, look out, look out

Careless Memories - purpleclaire (Duran Duran cover)

J'ai le plaisir de partager avec vous mon morceau - Amor Fati ?
Issu de mon nouveau set 
Projet intimiste jazzy/rock/blues/funk/hiphop, qui jongle entre old school et modernité, porté par un son de guitare rond, vivant, chaud, organique
Ici l'objectif est d'arpenter des terrains cosys, calmes et poétiques.

Amor fati ?

Just patterns converging and diverging in many subtle ways.

Ok so I decided to leave this as an instrumental for now. I think this final version is the best mix. Feel free to leave a comment.



Switching Lanes

Da Alm

Flora Pines

Guilt and Consequences

A Re-score of an Albion Colossus trailer . #colossusrescore 

You can view the video here 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CIDUY0Zyc_o

Albion Colossus Re-score

Collab with Wilfried Hanrath; https://soundcloud.com/wilwilwil

Reimagining Below the Sky (Wilfried Hanrath & Hega)

A song for a forgotten hero.

Lyrics;
The Kid's been everywhere
that he's ever gonna go.
Had a real rough reputation
That no one here would know
He has a home to rest his head. 
He's too old for moving on
And no one here will shed a tear
the day The Kid is gone

The things that you rely on
In time are bound to change
Live long enough your world begins
To look and feel real strange
These youngsters acting up
Living life without a care
He'd watched them from a distance
As they turned his world to theirs

Sitting in his chair
drinking applejack
He knows that life's a gift
But in time he'll give it back
Hot blooded in his youth
But now his blood runs cold
The Kid is still The Kid,
but The Kid is growing old

The Kid a tough and fearless man
Was not one to back down
And in his day they showed respect
When The Kid would come to town
But today it doesn't matter
what The Kid once said or did
No one here remembers
The man known as The Kid

Rocking in his chair
drinking applejack
He knows that life's a gift
But in time he'll give it back
Hot blooded in his youth
But now his blood runs cold
The Kid is still The Kid,
but The Kid is growing old













The Kid

Thanks to  the music-makers ,theirs is the universe of bass and treble ,space and time ,creators of new energies ,free to imagine a world of harmonic structure and dissonant entropy.
I love listening to all the music posted and thanks for listening to mine.
Grian Óg