Lyrics & Vocals by me

Produced in the 
ARAPA Music Studio
Sydney - Australia

Artwork:  #azcreativestudiosydney

Sudden Revelations

Honour to be collaborating & producing the music for IPG1

Produce in the ARAPA Music Studio
Sydney - Australia

Artwork:  #azcreativestudiosydney

Funky Flow (Feat. IG) - Produced by ARAPA Music

The old bookstore hummed with a silence deeper than the absence of sound. It was the silence of untold tales, of adventures yet to be lived, of wisdom waiting to be gleaned. Elara, a young woman with ink-stained fingers and a heart that beat in rhythm with turning pages, knew this silence intimately. To her, the towering shelves weren't just wood and paper; they were a sleeping city of narratives.

Today, her gaze drifted along a particularly dusty row in the back, a forgotten corner dedicated to forgotten authors. A small, leather-bound book, its spine cracked like an old smile, caught her eye. It had no title, no author listed, only the faint impression of a gilded flower on its cover.

Curiosity, a familiar companion, tugged at her. Carefully, she pulled the book from its slumbering spot. The leather felt soft and worn beneath her fingertips, whispering of countless hands that had held it before. Back at her usual corner table, bathed in the gentle morning light filtering through the window, Elara hesitantly opened the book.

The pages were yellowed and brittle, filled with elegant, looping script in a language she didn't recognize. Disappointment flickered within her. Another mystery, another silent story she couldn't unlock. But as her fingers traced the unfamiliar characters, a faint shimmer seemed to emanate from the page. The air around her grew still, and a whisper, soft as the rustle of autumn leaves, brushed against her ear.

Suddenly, the script on the page began to shift, the unfamiliar symbols morphing into words she understood. The story unfolded before her eyes, not through reading, but through a vivid, almost tactile experience. She was no longer in the dusty bookstore; she was in a sun-drenched Tuscan villa, listening to the laughter of children playing in a lemon grove. She felt the warmth of the stone beneath her bare feet, smelled the sweet scent of blooming jasmine, and heard the passionate declarations of a young artist to his muse.

The story was a simple one, a slice of life from a bygone era, filled with love, loss, and the quiet beauty of everyday moments. Elara lived it, breathed it, her heart aching with the characters' joys and sorrows. When the last "word" faded from the page, she blinked, finding herself back in the quiet bookstore, the mysterious book still open in her hands.

The unfamiliar script had returned, the shimmer gone. But the story lingered within her, a vibrant memory etched onto her soul. She understood then. The book hadn't needed a language she knew; it had its own way of speaking, a way of sharing its soul directly with a willing heart.

Smiling, Elara carefully closed the book, its weight feeling significant in her hands. The shelves around her no longer seemed silent. They were humming with potential, each volume a universe waiting for the right touch, the right moment, the right heart to unlock its hidden voice. And Elara knew, with a certainty that warmed her from the inside out, that her own adventure of discovery had just begun. The bookstore wasn't just a repository of stories; it was a garden where they bloomed in silence, waiting patiently for someone to hear their whispered secrets.

Whispering Shelves

Welcome to my original composition where I play the piano, cello, bassoon and flute.

Together, the piano, cello, bassoon, and flute embarked on an enchanting journey, their interwoven voices creating a serene atmosphere that invited each soul in the room to turn inward, to ponder the unspoken pressures of conformity and the quiet, persistent longing to be seen, truly seen, for the unique melody that resided to "Be Just Like Me".

Recorded and Produced in the
ARAPA Music Studio
Artwork by #azcreativestudiosydney



Be Just Like Me

Massive shoutout to #Hermanifezt for dropping these fire acapellas for us producers to work with!

Check out his profile on:
https://www.looperman.com/users/profile/120308

Produced in the
ARAPA Music Studio
Sydney - Australia

Artwork:  #azcreativestudiosydney


No Debating (Feat. Hermanifezt)

Massive shoutout to #michaelmayo for dropping these fire acapellas for us producers to work with!

Check out his profile on:
https://www.looperman.com/users/profile/2819430

Produced in the 
ARAPA Music Studio
Sydney - Australia

Artwork:  #azcreativestudiosydney

Someone That I'm Not (Feat. Michael Mayo)

AI Generated Lyrics

Immer wieder das Gleiche, 
es ist echt zum Verzweifeln 
Wie ihr euch benehmt, 
da fehlen mir die Worte, 
ehrlich 
Ihr trampelt hier rein, 
macht Lärm und Dreck Null Respekt vor irgendwem, 
das ist doch ein Schreck

Oh, welch ein Glück, 
dass ich euch heut' wiederseh' 
Eure ganz spezielle Art, die find ich so apart, 
oh je 
Ihr rempelt und ihr drängelt, 
kennt kein "Bitte" und kein "Danke"
Eure Manieren sind so fein, 
die versteck ich in der Schranke
Sie haben einfach keine Manieren, 
das ist doch klar Benehmen sich daneben, 
ist doch jedes Mal so wunderbar Stoßen sich nicht dran, 
wenn sie andere verletzen Hauptsache, 
sie kriegen ihren Willen, 
ohne sich zu hetzen

Sie haben einfach keine Manieren,
 das ist doch klar 
Benehmen sich daneben, 
ist doch jedes Mal so wunderbar 
Stoßen sich nicht dran, 
wenn sie andere verletzen Hauptsache, 
sie kriegen ihren Willen, 
ohne sich zu hetzen

Und dann die laute Musik,
 ungefragt für jeden 
Als ob die ganze Welt auf ihren schlechten Geschmack steht, 
verwegen Telefonieren lautstark,
 private Dinge überall Kein Gefühl für Grenzen, 
ist das denn wirklich normal?


Vocals by Heidi-Marie
Vocal Chops created from Rammstein Acapella "Du Hasst" 
Music played & Produced in the
ARAPA Music Studio
Sydney - Australia
Artwork:  #azcreativestudiosydney

Du Hasst Einfach

https://soundcloud.com/arapamusic/reboot

Mic check
One, two
Story about to unfold
Soundcloud Veteran vanished,
now the truth gets told
Why the ghost? 
Why the silence?
What made them disappear?
Was it the pressure cooker, fuelled by doubt and fear?
Creative burnout, the fire turned to ash
The constant grind, 
a never ending dash
Passion faded,
the joy took flight
Needed space to breathe,
escape the digital night
Or maybe the sound shifted
the vibe took a turn
Old tracks felt dusty, lessons they had learned

Frustration with the past,
a sonic divide
A new direction calling,
nowhere left to hide.

That's the "why"
of the exit, the reason for the fade
A chapter closed, a different path they made
But hold up, wait a minute, the story, ain't done
Cause a new profile's poppin, a brand new sun

Now the comeback question
the reason they ignite
What sparked the flame again, burning ever so bright?
Renewed inspiration, or a bad conscious
a melody in the soul

A creative breakthrough taking back control

Nostalgia for the rhythm, the community's embrace
Missing that connection,
longing for 

A new message bring,
tearing their world apart 
Unfinished business, lingering
a story left  untold
Reclaiming their voice brave and bold

Thats the "why" of the exit
the reason for the fade
A chapter closed, a different path they made
But hold up, wait a minute
the story ain't done
But why the fresh account the brand new name?
Leaving the old profile lost in the digital game
A clean slate strategy, breaking from the past
No old baggage weighing, built to truly last

New branding, new visuals a whole different vibe
Targeting new listeners, watching the numbers climb
Could be technical glitches, a password gone astray
So they hit the reset button, a digital rebirth
Planting new roots, deep in the Soundcloud earth

Yeah the "why" is layered, complex and deep
From the reasons they left to the promises they keep
A Soundcloud saga, a comeback in the making
Keep your ears peeled, the new sound's awakening?  Word





Produced in the
ARAPA Music Studio
Sydney - Australia

Artwork:  azcreativestudiosydney

REBOOT

Techniques used are:  Vocal Chopping 

This composition is a true story..... he has emerged again..... 

Vocals & Lyrics by Heidi-Marie

They try to bury truth
six feet deep
Whisper about the past
while the shadows
Creep

But we the echoes rising
from the concrete floor

Don't let him forget
what he did before

Every scar, every name, etched in the flame
Don't let him forget
Keep callling his name

Remember empty promises
painted in gold
The stories that shattered
left us out in the cold
He walked away clean,
hands washed in the fake

While we picked up the pieces, 
for goodness sake

Now he stands on a platform
preaching a brand new lie
But the cracks in his foundation
reaching for the sky

We were there in the trenches
felt the bitter sting
Now our voices unite,
the truth we going to bring

They try to rewrite history
spin it around like we ain't got the receipts
the documented sound
Each broken vow,
each underhanded deal

The pain that we carried, 
how it felt so real

He built his empire on the backs of the weak
Thought silence was golden
the secret's we'd keep
But the fire's ignited,
can't be contained no more

Knocking on his gilded door,
settling the score,
settling the score

From the whispers in hallways to shouts in the street
The memory's alive, can't admit defeat
Every face that he wronged,
every tear that fell
A story that's burning, a story to tell
He might try to erase it,
buy it deep inside
But the truth has its roots, nowhere to hide

So we stand as a witness
a united front
Planting the flag 
so he can't abscond

Time might fade
but the scars remain
A constant reminder of the hurt and the pain
We carry the weight, the lessons we learned
Now its his turn to feel the tables are turned

They try to bury truth six feet deep
Whisper about the past
while the shadows creep
But we the echoes rising
from the concrete floor
Don't let him forget what he did before
Every scar, every name,
etched in the flame
Don't let him forget
Keep Calling his name


An original production
Produced in the
ARAPA Music Studio
Sydney - Australia
Artwork:  #arapamusicstudiosydney

Don't Let Him Forget - But The Truth Has It?

We Are The Weavers (Architects of This New Age)

Original production, vocals & lyrics by Heidi-Marie

The old world's fading
shadows grow long
A new dawn is breaking, a different song
Not just a changing, of nights into day
But hands re-arranging the world's display

We are the weavers, the words on the page
The Architects of this new age
Not just observers, in a world reborn
But the voices that rise with the break of the morn

We'll bend the Future, with hearts open wide
Shatter the silence, let the truth be our guide
From every corner, a symphony rings
Of artists and dreamers, with hope on their wings

We are the weavers, the words on the page
The architects of this new age
Not just observers, in a world reborn
But the voices that rise with the break of the morn

So let the colours of change paint the sky
As we raise our voices, together we'll fly
Through the storm and the fire, our spirits ablaze
We'll build a new world in a million ways

We are the weavers, the words on the page
The architects of this new age
Not just observers, in a world reborn
But the voices that rise with the break of the morn

Produced in the
ARAPA Music Studio
Sydney

Artwork by:  #azcreativestudiosydney


We Are The Weavers

Heidi-Marie Arapa, known online as #ARAPAMusic, has cultivated her creative world on Soundcloud since discovering the platform in 2012. This space serves as the outlet for her diverse musical talents, where she composes, plays, and produces a wide spectrum of genres. Proficient in piano accordion, piano, and two synthesizers, Heidi-Marie orchestrates her sonic visions using Logic Pro X DAW. While her journey on Soundcloud unexpectedly led her into electronic music production, she also enjoys lending her voice to a touch of jazz. Since 2012, she has dedicated herself to music composition, production, and sound, undertaking orchestration and global collaborative projects. Heidi-Marie shares her creations openly, appreciating any resonance her music finds, and understanding when it doesn't.

New Album Released 29 August 2024

https://heidimariearapa.bandcamp.com/album/classical-compositions-2024

Album "Greetings From Australia" with my dear friend Wiesenberg 
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/31YvZRb2A16PoZBUmx5y0s?si=0c13ba6b19494de0

https://vimeo.com/846466472

I also feature my talented friends whose profiles I occasionally rotate on my profile since joining the Soundcloud Community, they have encouraged & supported  musicianship & creativity.  I cannot thank them enough #greatfriends #trust #respect

https://spotify.link/1e82g87w3Db
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6L1qFzNenl1bRHGtDkK6gW?si=4ba561ca84df41a1

https://www.instagram.com/arapa_music/

https://linktr.ee/ArapaMusic

My parents listened to Franz Liszt - I still have the original record so I ended up a fan.  My music teacher was the late: Anatoly Miroshnyk (born August 19, 1923 - died July 14, 2011) was a Ukrainian composer, pianist, teacher, musician and public figure.
https://musical-world.com.ua/en/artists/miroshnik-anatoly-mikhailovich/

We often think of talented musicians as folks who start young and advance their skills via the finest education available to them. While this is certainly true in some cases, there are plenty who realised many of their artistic capacities without the aid of specialised instruction or a degree in music. 
#patience #perseverance #persistence #perspiration #nevergiveup

Thank you for visiting my profile. 

https://www.abc.net.au/triplejunearthed/artist/heidi-marie-arapa/
https://youtube.com/@ARAPAMUSICPRODUCER

Where words leave off, music begins.. Not everyone has the ability to compose music I also sing Jazz & Blues with musicians on Wikiloops a truly amazing community.

 I've always been passionate about music composition and fortunately the internet & technology made it possible to build a community in the clouds.

Find my global music journey since 2012 below:

https://linktr.ee/ArapaMusic

I've been tested by an examiner from the Australian Conservatorium of Music & apparently I have perfect pitch and blessed with the ability to accompany any musician, add hooks to any genre - as a singer I’m not great but who cares thats why most is spoken word.

I have my own style - either you like it or not -  always open for collaborations

🎤I have no fear of perfection - will never reach it 🎧   I don’t have the perfect voice nor am I aiming to be the best I'm only human with a passion for what I love music is in my heart.

Thank you to all who believe in me and MOST OF ALL my amazing Mentor thank you Sir for encouraging me to NEVER GIVE UP it all takes time and practice.

My mixing & mastering techniques have been learned from Youtube tutorials & experimenting with Logic Pro X.   I love the creativity and flexibility music production - a continual learning journey  of #passion #persistence #perspiration #patience
 
Having begun her musical journey at the young age of five with the piano accordion – an instrument initially more of an expectation than a choice, yet one for which she now holds deep gratitude – Heidi-Marie eventually transitioned into the captivating world of electronic music production a few years ago. This discovery led to the gentle retirement of her accordion, making space for her true passion: composing, producing, and sharing her sonic creations with the world. For Heidi-Marie, music is not just a pastime but a lifelong dedication, a constant until her final days.

Appreciate a like, repost or comment.  ❤️ 🌈🇦🇺

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