Mag  nolia

Dark Symphony is a dark yet elegantly unfolding cinematic composition that thrives on tension and emotional depth. Its sound design feels made for motion picture: slow-building dynamics, gradually layering textures, and subtle dramatic crescendos draw the listener into a vivid world of imagery.

The track evokes powerful visual emotions — it could easily underscore a post-apocalyptic landscape, a tragic hero’s journey, or a deep inner transformation. The mix provides a wide spatial dimension, allowing each element to breathe while maintaining a cohesive dramatic flow.

The composition reflects professional cinematic sensibility — reminiscent of Hans Zimmer or Jóhann Jóhannsson — yet with a distinctly modern, personal touch. Dark Symphony stands out as an atmospheric score that balances beauty and darkness in perfect harmony.

Contact for use: federicopagianni@gmail.com

Dark Symphony

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Frei Wie Kinder - Rock Flexible
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Weich, Glatt und Rein
Heut Wellig, Alt und arg Zerschunden
Du warst doch einst so Fein
brav trägst Du die Narben deiner Wunden

Grau, Blass und Fad’
Versteckst was Du nicht mehr zeigen magst
Gedeckt sind Deine Farben
Aus Träumen wurde Kraterland

Flieh, flieh, 
flieg mit mir davon …
Lass uns noch mal wie Kinder sein
Verdräng’ den Schmerz, 
kein Leiden hält uns auf! 
Lass uns frei wie Kinder weinen!

Du glaubst Du bist am Ende
Für Neues ist’s schon viel zu spät
Du meinst das war’s gewesen
Im Einerlei Deiner Tage hast Du alles schon erlebt

Flieh, flieh, 
flieg mit mir davon …
Lass uns noch mal wie Kinder sein
Verdräng’ den Schmerz, 
kein Leiden hält uns auf! 
Lass uns frei wie Kinder weinen!

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>> English Google Translation:

Soft, smooth and pure
Today Wellig, Old and bad scratched
You were once so fine
good you carry the scars of your wounds

Gray, pale and cool '
Hide what you do not want to show anymore
Covered are your colors
Dreams became crater land

Flee, flee,
fly away with me ...
Let's be like children again
Repress the pain,
no suffering stops us!
Let us cry like children!

You think you are in the end
It's too late for something new
You mean that's it
In one of your days you have already experienced everything

Flee, flee,
fly away with me ...
Let's be like children again
Repress the pain,
no suffering stops us!
Let us cry like children!
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Production Info
- Drums: Linndrum, Drumbrute, TR09, Volca Sample
- Bass: Volca FM + Bass, TB-3
- Synths: Volca FM + Keys + Bass, Kaoss Pad 3
- Charvel + Ibanez Guitars, Eleven Rack
- Ableton Live + Push2
- Vox: SM7B - SPL Goldmike - WA67 - Soundcard
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(c) 2019 - all rights reserved - rock_flexible

Frei Wie Kinder - Rock Flexible

All sounds and beats created and produced without samples by Marcus Swambo for Fudge Nutz productions

Unknown album (30/03/2020 20:01:03)

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Another one inspired by the great Terence McKenna.
Samples from here:
https://psychedelicsalon.com/members/terence-mckenna-sound-bites/

noxpox - reality is a naive concept

For some reason I always think about the person in this image when I think about this song. I used to see him at the same time each night - around 3am - as he walked towards the train station in Springwood. He had a really big limp and watching him walk was a hard thing to do (although of course how hard was it for him to actually walk like this each night??). I was driving a delivery van at the time and I would often pass him along the main street as I headed towards my next delivery which was maybe 2 or three hundred metres further down the street. Quite often I would have finished my delivery - unloading the van and locking up the place I was delivering to - by the time this guy caught up to me again, so maybe 10 minutes had passed for this stoic looking person to travel that short distance. I often wondered if I should have offered him a lift each night when I passed him (I should note I often didn't actually have room for him in the front seat!) but how would he have reacted to that even if I could have? Grateful? Offended? Ashamed? Perhaps he was just used to carrying that cross he bore each night?

Fade

Production Note
https://furicomusicteam.blogspot.com/p/mood-of-five.html
Voice sampled from Emma Jack's 'Climbing'.
https://soundcloud.com/emmajack/climbing-the-furico-music-team-version-1

MOOD OF FIVE

Listen to my new album "No parties in the afterlife"
Dark techno, hard techno, Acid  techno, EDM
https://insidefromoutside.bandcamp.com/album/no-parties-in-the-afterlife

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