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MYSTIC PSYCHEDELIC

Luungan Be Punyah

Sebuah Kisah Sebuah Cerita

Broken Radio band. Beli nu dini

MBStudio91 computer programming & keyboards Magilla guitar Trapparappa bass & drum, Trooper keyb and voice 

The dial is turned to off on the static and the chat
I leave the velvet night to settle where I sat
The gossip and the gloss, the complicated smiles
I’ve traded all their noise for these electric miles
A solitary man, behind a keyboard's glow
Is where the only conversation that I know can grow

So don't you bug me now
With your world of how and why
My symphony is found in an engine's hum and empty sky
A perfect meal for one, the rhythm of the road
The velocity of quiet is the only weight I hold
The only weight I hold...

The "sophisticated" dance, I never learned the steps
I watch the fever break from my periphery, and yet
I'm not a ghost, you see, I'm just a different kind
A collector of the moments that you leave behind
The truth in a minor chord, the speed that cleans the soul
A destination's just a trap when you're in full control

So don't you bug me now
With your world of how and why
My symphony is found in an engine's hum and empty sky
A perfect meal for one, the rhythm of the road
The velocity of quiet is the only weight I hold
The only weight I hold...


They call it getting old, this pulling from the fray
I call it curation of what's left at end of day
The luxury of silence, the texture of the dark
A single, steady spotlight on the one enduring spark
And from that spark, a rhythm, from that rhythm, a sound
A simple man's creation from the quiet he has found

Good music on the tape...
Headlights on the street...
Keys beneath my fingers...
The only company I need...
Is the velocity... of quiet...

Sophisticated Dance

This album is a minimalist theatrical song cycle exploring ambition, self-doubt, longing, and the moment of inner arrival. Blending contemporary Broadway emotion with Philip Glass–inspired repetition and modern cinematic pop, these tracks trace the psychology of desire—from endless wanting, to self-sabotage, to the quiet power of feeling whole.

Written for high, exposed male voices (countertenor and male soprano), the songs move through hypnotic piano patterns, gradual orchestral builds, and restrained anthemic releases. Rather than chasing spectacle, the album builds intensity through repetition, incremental change, and emotional accumulation—turning questions into declarations and longing into integration.

This is music for those who have chased dreams, achieved them, dismantled them out of fear, and finally asked what remains when the chase stops. Intimate, obsessive, luminous, and unresolved, the album lives at the intersection of musical theatre, minimalist composition, and modern confessional pop.

Luungan Be Punyah

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