July

Been feeling emotional lately due to my grandmother's  health. Although she feels like a broken flower, I will always see her as the most beautiful flower 🌷. Because whenever she smiles she blossoms and fills the room with sunshine. ☀️

This song has been produced and dedicated to my incredible grandmother (Nana), who I love dearly with all my heart. 💖

Broken Flowers

No More Tears was one of my favourite songs I have ever worked on as I wanted it to be more intense and different. I started working on it after the release of Live It Up With You, when I came up with the idea to make a Drum & Bass

This song was written with all my emotions of feeling sad and happy at the same time, plus it was made with a burst of sugar, spice and all things nice.

Enjoy, and thank you all for listening!
-Decan Usmic

No More Tears

Hi Everyone! 👋😄
My new song 'Run' is out now. A little change of direction, thought I would have an attempt at making a retro sounding synth-wave instrumental track. 

Been listening a lot to The Weeknd and Dua Lipa's music which has been very inspiring and the main inspiration as to why I made 'Run'. 

Thank you all as always for your support and for listening. 💛
-Decan Usmic

Project 2000
Bateria....Tino Feijo
Bass.... Domingo Lopez
Guitarra...Javier Piñeira

After Hours

Collaboration between Asociacion Volta Do Agro and Javier Piñeira,Project 1997
The pandeireteiras, or cantareiras, are a female musical group, typical of traditional Galician music, which uses tambourines as the main instrumental accompaniment.
Jota de Couto is a song collected by the Asociacion Volta do O Agro, a traditional Galician group. 
It was a collaboration between Javier Piñeira and Victor Villamor with Volta do Agro.

The result is what you are about to hear

Jota De Couto - Volta Do Agro

impatient waiting(Sketch for piano)

Project 2010.

Victor Villamor......Bagpipes
Javier Piñeira ....Guitar and Production

Always Far Away

The Brute Squad  ( Save Me  )

Wont be here for ever what the fuck you standing around for????

MOVE

KISS MY BOO BOO ( MY GRAND EXIT PLAN )

Agent Orange

Debbiezdub

Tendering my confession in advance to the writer's besetting sin of oversimplification, I say: synthesizer technique has two main paths. The first -- call it the Moog approach -- sees the instrument as a tool for the creation of new (if you will) organ stops. The other, the Subotnik approach, is concerned with the generation of SOUNDS -- very few if any of which will be at all expressible in the notation which has developed over the past millennium and served us so well. The two approaches are not mutually exclusive, of course: virtually all synthesists draw from both, as their Muse, mood, and machinery may dictate.
As to my title, it goes back to a chance inspiration scrawled on a balloon at the Fillmore in '67. (Cream, Paul Butterfield, and Charlie Musselwhite, "Three bands for three bucks," eat your hearts out, endebted-out-the-whazoo youngsters!) It was a time and place where the most extraordinary things were said -- and more than might have been hoped or feared were even done -- but this wasn't one of them. But like the good man who can't be kept down (or the bad penny that keeps coming back) here it is in our present day. Lacking the euphony and heartstring-tugging of the Twelfth of Never, perhaps, but equally from that realm of the definitionally impossible, even for this age determined in so many ways to make 2+2=5.
To the technical side: all synth parts from my Roland SH-32. Rhythm (and Reality-grounding) comes from my African drums, assisted by real-world cymbals and the Yamaha DTXtreme.

the 32nd of February

Sommesso lamento della Vergine Maria al Sepolcro di Gesù Cristo

Subdued lament of the Virgin Mary at the Sepulchre of Jesus Christ

Lamento della Madre al Sepolcro (Lament of the Mother at the Sepulchre)

Omaggio a Papa Francesco
Con grandissima riverenza e riconoscente amore
Instancabile fino alla fine della sua vita terrena
Homage to Pope Francis
With great reverence and grateful love
Tireless until the end of his earthly life

Elegia di Pasqua (EASTER ELEGY )

Elegia di Pasqua - EASTER ELEGY

This is a track from my album TALES OF A NOMAD, a collection of impressions from decades of living a nomadic life for professional reasons.

Homesick To Nowhere

The Old Testament Prophets (a very psychedelic crew in some ways) interact with the present day (as they always have) in ways not conducive to a comfortable viewing of either. The following is, if you will, a sonic photomontage of some of my own encounters. E grazie mille a MB por la linea ultima!

Looked up this mornin', saw coming in from afar
Wheels within wheels, like Ezekiel saw by the river Chebar
By this was the prophet made sure he was getting a voicemail direct from on high
I said we needed a cure for whatever they'd put in the water supply.
The AI is dreaming, its nightmares are streaming Netflix and Hulu,
The cancers are scheming, the magpies all screaming at you

Looked up this mornin', to see what i could descry.
Pterosaur wings so huge they blotted out half of the sky
Flying dragons, fell beast with a crown, set up the Apocalypse vibe.
Mountain flaming with fire thrown into the sea was the end of that tribe.
I can't conceive any good coming from things you order me to,
I don't receive what I should from the red or the blue

A third of the stars are quite gone from the heavens, there's blood on the moon
The timelines are hazy, the guessers are crazy, but all sayin' soon
The earth lies polluted, what's been planted uprooted, is it time for the scroll to unroll,
Judgement be executed?

The man clothed in linen stood over the waters and raised high his hand.
Said a time, times, half a time; I heard but did not understand.
You said you'd wait for me, still love and adore me, you who preceded this end,
But if I don't find you there, I may just die again

visions

In English = "My Story, My Experience"

Rap : T Rex feat Cédibul 

Music et Mix:  Vince Ternest  https://soundcloud.com/vincent-ternest/tracks

MON HISTOIRE, MON VéCU / T Rex feat Cédibul

This tune is part of a concept album of mine that never was, but I’m still hoping to complete it in the future (one should never ever give up!). Essentially it is a demo of the main melody for a piece that will always be close to my heart.  

 

Heart of Bieszczady (Demo)

Sitting alone at night around a remote campfire in the Bieszczady Mountains, a fascinating area with free-roaming wolves and bears, you feel much more at ease when you can hear a group of horses grazing behind you and enjoy the peace and coolness of the night after a hot day spent carrying riders on long journeys over hills, fields, and meadows.

Horsepower

INVITO ALLE PACI (Parafrasi di 1 Cor 13, 1-8)

Come il mare è fatto di singole gocce d’acqua 
e se la metà soltanto di queste gocce fosse avvelenata, tutto il mare sarebbe avvelenato,
così la Pace Universale è costituita da piccole paci fra i singoli uomini, 
fra le singole famiglie e, se non vi sono sufficienti piccole paci, 
la Pace Universale è compromessa.

INVITATION TO PEACES (Paraphrase of 1 Corinthians 13:1-8)

Just as the sea is made up of individual drops of water, 
and if only half of these drops were poisoned, the entire sea would be poisoned,
so Universal Peace is made up of small peaces between individuals, 
between individual families, and if there are not enough small peaces, 
Universal Peace is compromised.

“Aspirate ai carismi più grandi.
Vi indicherò la via migliore.
Se parlassi la lingua degli angeli,
se cantassi stupende melodie 
e suonassi mirabili strumenti, 
ma… senza la Carità di Dio!
Nulla sarei, nulla sarei, nulla sarei, nulla sarei:
sono solo un bronzo che risuona.
Se i misteri e la scienza conoscessi
e la fede piena possedessi
e le mie sostanze dessi via,
non sono nulla, nulla sono,
se non vivo la Carità divina.
La carità è benigna.
Tutto spera nel fratello.
La Carità tutto sopporta!”

“Aspire to the greatest gifts.
I will show you the best way.
If I spoke the language of angels,
if I sang wondrous melodies,
and played wondrous instruments,
but… without the Charity of God!
I would be nothing, I would be nothing,
 I would be nothing, I would be nothing:
I am only a sounding gong.
If I knew mysteries and knowledge,
and possessed full faith,
and gave away my substance,
I am nothing, I am nothing,
if I do not live divine Charity.
Charity is kind.
It hopes for everything in its brother.
Charity endures all things!”

Invitation to Peaces (parafrase of 1 Corinthians 13:1-8)

Invitation to Peaces  (parafrase of 1 Corinthians 13:1-8)

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July

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