Elves & Warlocks

Hello everyone,
This is the first of three songs we will present during the first part of the autumn. We wish you a pleasant listening, and maybe they will arouse a thought or two. ;)

Are your pursuits in life leading you to find, maybe only when you are old enough, that you just been running around in circles? That you have repeated your mistakes and assumptions over and over again, without gaining insight and understanding, and learning from them...... and perhaps you even recognize mistakes that your parents made, that you promised yourself you would never make......then you are probably not alone.......

Maybe we are all just echoes of the past, who just running around in a inner world of circles, in a lost touch with real reality, and our perhaps shrinking belief in something more important and more valuable and rewarding than the nonsense and lies of politicians and other jawbones that just chatter without thought..... 
And yet, without thinking, we follow these so-called leaders who shouts the loudest, promises the most, are most visible...... and undoubtedly in most cases behaves like the narcissistic and self-absorbed king in the fairy tale "The Emperor's New Clothes" by HC Andersen........

Does this make us angry....or just resigned......or what?..............Hmmmmmm

Magic guitars left & right; David Dunham; https://soundcloud.com/david-dunhamuser589535203
Superb Poetry/Lyrics, Narration; Peter the Poet; https://soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Music, Mix & Production, Track image - Seagull; @farout-music-studio
Wonderful voice - Clara Sorace

And by the way, there will finally be three songs in this coming playlist that reflect this theme, when everything is ready. We hope you have a pleasant listening to these musical paintings of thoughts and ponderings ;)

A big and very warm thank you, my friends, David & Peter, for another couple of months of wonderful collaboration, conversations, laughter and anecdotes and your superb musical sense. ;)

Web of Circles

…and place the host upon my tongue
as his grace, the bishop did, when I was young
to set life's path as angels sung
since when I've tracked an arcing line
my cracked heart marinades in altar wine
as webbed circles on repeat define
…
……the mirrored threads within my mind.

…and carbon copies as before
in mobius time reflect the score 
while catastrophes gorge today once more
identikits forged on command from yesterday
nothing learned, just press replay
and watch heads in hands as the people pray
…
……for the pendulum to swing the other way

…and certain as the wheeling orbit's path
history founders on future’s aftermath
to sin once more as lucifer belly laughs
run aground we last forget that sacred host
‘neath chancel’s hell he resurrects what aches the most
humanity self-lashed to eternity’s whipping post
…
……by the Father, Son and Holy Ghost

Web of circles - David, Peter & Seagull

Not  Tonight Not Tonight

This song celebrates the beauty of humanity.

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Everybody’s got to find their way
Find their way across The Great Divide
And they gotta do it by theirselves
No, there won’t be anybody walking by their side

I am nervous ‘cos I don’t believe
No one there for me to cling to
No comfort when the time comes
No hand around my shoulder 
No promised land

So you go to the cave on the mountainside
Sit in a circle with your family 'round
As you patiently wait for the spirit to pass
You look up and notice the stars

Your breathing gets slower as time runs down
In the forest, the creatures are still
There is no map for where you’re bound
But the path is well-worn

I was begging for the end
Push that rock up the mountain again
Don’t wrench my soul away
I mourn for the world, it’s such a horrible place

They gather ‘round the fallen man
Hold hands and sing a prayer
Hearing the sound, the medic looks out
And he thinks to himself, "What a wonderful world"

The family lays their bodies on down
Shaking uncontrollably
There is nothing you can say or do
In the scenes that follow the death howl

Well, just a few short moments ago
He was this tough little kid
Now he looks at you
With tears in his eyes
Saying “Please hold my hand
And tell me there, there”

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Credits:
One half of the duelling Hammond Organs played by Michael Berry

Death Howl (a song about humans)

"When I Grow Up" is a heartfelt country ballad produced by Spirit Sound and written by Melinda Klotz Mercer. The song takes listeners on a journey through life’s seasons — from innocent childhood dreams to teenage hopes, into the working years of love, family, and faith, and finally into the peaceful reflections of retirement.

Blending country storytelling with contemporary Christian inspiration, this track reminds us that growing up isn’t just about age — it’s about holding on to hope, leaning on God, and finding joy in every chapter. With simple, honest lyrics and warm melodies, When I Grow Up speaks to anyone who has ever wondered what it truly means to live a life of purpose.

When I Grow Up

King Chico

Misty day .Smooth Jazz.Alt version 3

Frozen Time

Dušičky 1938

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Strands of DNA Unravel the Mystery

Murder Behind The Scenes

Prophecy of a Falling Star is the debut ritual-cycle by Choralith — an all-female contralto ensemble whose voices rise like ancient bells from the dust of prophecy.  Inspired by the Minor Prophets of the Old Testament, the album re-imagines their warnings and laments as a living percussion-driven trance — a sacred performance in eleven movements.

Each song becomes a scripture of sound:
• Hosea opens with a betrayed love turned back to mercy.
• Joel burns with digital locusts and comet fire.
• Amos drops the plumb line straight through the bones of empire.
• Obadiah topples the proud and returns gold to clay.
• Jonah sings from the whale’s heart, reborn through surrender.
• Micah calls justice from the soil.
• Habakkuk waits inside the silence until the flame speaks.
• Zephaniah dances in the ashes of deliverance.
• Haggai shakes heaven and earth until only truth remains.
• Zechariah redraws the dawn.
• Malachi closes the circle in the refiner’s fire.

Recorded as one continuous sonic pilgrimage, Prophecy of a Falling Star moves from mourning to motion, from judgment to joy — blending hand drums, shakers, udu, bowed metal, and three-voice contralto harmony into a world-tribal gospel that feels both ancient and futuristic.

When the falling star returns, the rhythm will not end.
Only the silence will learn to sing.

Misty day .Smooth Jazz.Alt version 3

Juri Rosenfeld

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