I never knew the world could be this mad

what the cinnamon toast fuck is this (wave mix)

This suite follows the shape of a mind moving from first light into calm and then into renewed motion. The opening movement leans into warmth and memory, where familiar turns in the harmony meet a quiet blues thread carried by the lower voices. The center settles into a gentler world, built on slow patterns and soft colors that ease the breath and steady the thoughts. The final movement lifts everything forward again, drawing on dance rhythms and shared lines to carry the players toward a bright, collective finish. Written for friends gathering to play, it’s music about awakening, resting, and rising together.

Adam Sweet Suite No 1 Op 1: 1st Movement: Awakening

Adam Sweet Suite No 1 Op 1: 2nd Movement: Reverie

Adam Sweet Suite No 1 Op 1: 3rd Movement: Release

Adam Sweet Suite No 1 Op 1: Coda

No Expiration, On My Butt - James Stewart Evans

"All In Your Mind" is a new Seven Sisters swing tune is a swing driven look at a strange and familiar truth. This song takes a modern neuroscience idea and runs it through rhythm and brass, exploring how the brain constantly fills in gaps, stitches reality together, and shows us more than what is strictly there. Written with Seven Sisters in mind, it turns controlled hallucinations into an energetic, playful groove where perception, imagination, and motion all land on the beat. 

"All In Your Mind" is a new Seven Sisters swing tune inspired by neuroscience and the idea that perception is a kind of everyday hallucination. Bright horns, fast changes, and a playful look at how the brain builds the world we think we see.
#adamrsweet #SevenSistersSwing #AllInYourMind 


Verse 1
Ever hear your name in the shower,
 See a flash of light, or a flower?
 Dreams that twist, and colors that spin,
 Your brain’s playing tricks, where to begin?
Eyes take in the world, one side, then the other,
 Brain stitches the picture like no other.
 What you see is real, or so it seems,
 A controlled hallucination, built from your dreams.
Chorus
It’s all in your mind, baby, all in your mind,
 Perception’s a dance, one of a kind.
 Seeing, believing, what isn’t there,
 Controlled hallucinations floating in the air.
Verse 2
Flicker of light, shapes come alive,
 Colors and patterns begin to jive.
 Phosphenes glow, a geometric swing,
 Your cortex joins in, doing its thing.
Not crazy, not magic, just neurons at play,
 Helping you plan, imagine, and sway.
 Your mind sees more than the world can show,
 Everyday hallucinations helping you grow.
Chorus
It’s all in your mind, baby, all in your mind,
 Perception’s a dance, one of a kind.
 Seeing, believing, what isn’t there,
 Controlled hallucinations floating in the air.
Bridge / Call-and-Response
Leader: “Did you see it?”
 Band / Backup: “I saw it too!”
 Leader: “Was it real?”
 Band / Backup: “It felt like you!”
Leader: “A flash, a sound, a shape in the night?”
 Band / Backup: “A trick of the brain, but it feels right!”
Verse 3
From visions of danger in the distant past,
 To dreaming of futures, planning to last,
 Hallucinations may just be the key,
 To seeing what could, what might, what be.
So tip your hat to your clever mind,
 The brain’s little secrets, one of a kind.
 Every day it’s shaping what you see,
 Controlled hallucinations setting you free.
Chorus / Outro
It’s all in your mind, baby, all in your mind,
 Perception’s a dance, one of a kind.
 Seeing, believing, what isn’t there,
 Controlled hallucinations floating in the air.


All In Your Mind

3. A un olmo seco
“Al olmo viejo, hendido por el rayo 
y en su mitad podrido, 
con las lluvias de abril y el sol de mayo 
algunas hojas verdes le han salido. 

¡El olmo centenario en la colina 
que lame el Duero! Un musgo amarillento 
le mancha la corteza blanquecina 
al tronco carcomido y polvoriento. 

No será, cual los álamos cantores 
que guardan el camino y la ribera, 
habitado de pardos ruiseñores. 

Ejército de hormigas en hilera 
va trepando por él, y en sus entrañas 
urden sus telas grises las arañas. 

Antes que te derribe, olmo del Duero, 
con su hacha el leñador, y el carpintero 
te convierta en melena de campana, 
lanza de carro o yugo de carreta; 
antes que rojo en el hogar, mañana, 
ardas de alguna mísera caseta, 
al borde de un camino; 
antes que te descuaje un torbellino 
y tronche el soplo de las sierras blancas; 
antes que el río hasta la mar te empuje 
por valles y barrancas, 
olmo, quiero anotar en mi cartera 
la gracia de tu rama verdecida. 
Mi corazón espera 
también, hacia la luz y hacia la vida, 
otro milagro de la primavera.” (A. Machado)

Soñando caminos

A un olmo seco

compo20250820 (A un olmo seco)

Le Fabuleux destin d'Amélie Poulain (Bande originale du film)

Comptine d'un autre été, l'après-midi

Le moulin

My passion from a very young age has been composing music on the piano as an amateur.

compo20250820 (A un olmo seco)

Juan Manuel Armenteros

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