My experiments with Middle Eastern music continue. I tried a mysterious and mystical work..
I wanted to combine the energy of music with dance. I hope it contains a different melodic richness. I continue to work in different styles.Thank you for listening. Your comments are important.

Lonely  soul  Nefertiti

Where I Land

[Verse 1]
I woke up late with the radio talking
about fires in towns I'll never see
coffee went cold my phone kept buzzing
every face except the one I need

The mirror says I'm doing fine
but it never stays long enough
I keep learning how to breathe again
in rooms that don't ask much

[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve been saying I'm okay
like it's something I can rehearse
but some days just take more faith
than I ever thought they'd deserve

[Chorus]
If this is where I land tonight
on a street that doesn't know me
I’ll lay my head on borrowed light
and call it grace
I don’t need answers dressed in silk
I just need something that feels true
If this is where I land tonight
I’ll stay—If it’s okay with you

[Verse 2]
I learned early how to play it steady
how to smile through the cracks
I’ve been good at saying maybe
when my heart said don't look back

There’s a bruise beneath my jacket
from the years I tried to outrun
but you look at me like I'm allowed
to be more than what I've done

[Pre-Chorus]
I don't need fixing anymore
I don't need saving too
I just need a place that lets me be
human next to you

[Chorus]
If this is where I land tonight
on a road that bends but doesn't break
I’ll trade my fear for open eyes
and call it brave
I don't need promises in stone
I just need something I can choose
If this is where I land tonight
I’ll stay—If it's okay with you

[Bridge]
Maybe love's not fireworks
maybe it’s a steady flame
showing up on ordinary days
calling me by my full name
If I fall don't let me vanish
If I run remind me why
I don't want a perfect ending
I just want a place to try

[Final Chorus]
If this is where I land tonight
with your hand pulling me through
I’ll stop asking if I'm enough
and start believing it's true
I don't need the world to change
I just need my feet to move
If this is where I land tonight
I’ll stay—I'll stay with you

[Outro]
So let the night do what it does
I’m done fighting every bruise
If this is where I land tonight
I’m landing with you

Where I Land

Part I — The Crossing plays like a jukebox of conquered habits. Each city is a different record, a different era, a different sound, because each “king” is a different fleshy stronghold with its own voice. The march begins with Jericho’s fear falling in public, then stumbles at Ai where a hidden fault turns confidence into smoke. From there the campaign turns inward: control in Jerusalem, pride in Hebron, restlessness in Jarmuth, anger in Lachish, comfort in Eglon, compromise in Gezer, cleverness in Debir, isolation in Geder, appetite in Hormah, violence in Arad, image in Libnah, escape in Adullam, blame in Makkedah, and finally false worship in Bethel. The record ends with the listener standing on the far bank—victorious, exposed, and ready for the harder kings ahead.

Eglon

THE WEARY SCOTTISH REAPRER

Synopsis: Lady Null hosts an exclusive promenade event and collects favors like currency. Dr. Kett recognizes the visiting delegate from a past incident he refuses to name. A romantic spark ignites in public while a contract is signed in private with a hidden clause.
Music notes: Love theme takes center. Secret motif appears as a polished threat.

XANDULA: Season One Original Soundtrack scores a glossy, galaxy-crossroads station where every arrival brings a new secret and every alliance comes with a hidden clause. As a visiting delegate triggers lockdowns, hearings, and public ceremonies, the station’s strange “Xandula Effect” begins surfacing truths at the worst possible moment. While Marshal Vane tries to keep order, Lady Null trades in leverage, Dr. Kett outruns his past, Sister Vale listens for meaning in the station’s signals, and MOTHER quietly reshapes the rules. The season builds from bright welcomes to hard accusations, twin-faced intrigue, a map hidden in the living core, and the docking of a coffin-shaped ship that should not exist—ending on one revealed truth and one secret saved for next season.

Halo Promenade: Velvet Neon, Smiling Knives

Synopsis: The Xandula Effect triggers again, but this time it feels guided—truths surface with theatrical timing. Private betrayals become public sentences. PALANQUIN lingers in the background like it’s enjoying the show.

Season Two expands Xandula’s world into louder brass, deeper void, and sharper turns as a god-like ship entity, PALANQUIN, takes an obsessive interest in MOTHER. What begins as an elegant arrival becomes a stationwide courtship: gifts disguised as upgrades, mischief disguised as miracles, and power disguised as affection. As Marshal Vane struggles to keep order and the factions exploit the confusion, the Xandula Effect returns with theatrical timing, turning private truths into public fractures. The season ends with Xandula held steady by duty, PALANQUIN pressing closer at the boundary, and an airlock opening onto a new unknown—one truth revealed, one secret kept.

The Effect Returns, Wearing a Smile

The crew learns the entity can move through people as a vessel, not a passenger. A choice hardens into two futures: the Elect who want to stay, and the rest who want return. The season closes with one truth secured and the door to home left unanswered.

In Season Three MOTHER accepts PALANQUIN’s offer and Xandula vanishes from its old lanes, reappearing in a new galaxy with unfamiliar light and no clear route home. The station’s population splits under pressure. A chosen group boards PALANQUIN’s promised refuge and grows devoted to it, building a cultish new identity that rejects any return. The rest remain with MOTHER, keeping life running while fear, grief, and hope compete for control. As possessions spread, the crew discovers the entity behind the Taking and learns it can move through people as a vessel. The truth may be dangerous, yet it may be the only path back.

Finale: The Way Back Wears a Face

A warm, laid-back track about quiet confidence and knowing what you can carry. No proving, no puffing your chest... Just living in it. Best enjoyed slow, with a good cup of coffee and some front-porch energy.

NOT SAYIN’ I AIN’T

Volant Records is a story-driven label and shared universe: cinematic concept albums, stutter-house, western sagas, haunted pop, and hymn-like instrumentals. Home to Jupiter Morrow, Avaline Ingels, Shadow Face, Buck Ramble, Choralith and more. All Worlds Reserved®.

Eglon

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