Name: Unterwegs by Karin-Maria Brunner in Paul William
Duration: 3 min 56 s
Description: Can be heard on the first album "Neustart". Enjoy it!

🎭🎭 Beautiful Performance.. Karin 🎭🎭
🎭over a year ago I listened and left a comment below 
🎭it’s still sounds so captivating & fresh
🎭i always like to hear beautiful songs over and over again..
👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻Bravo👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

This is a moody, cinematic piano journey with real gravity, not dramatic for the sake of it, but built with purpose and depth 🎹 This piano piece breathes, it doesn’t rush, doesn’t crowd, just unfolds like a story told with fingers instead of words 🎹 The pacing lets every chord land, and the tension between restraint and release keeps your focus locked. There's a sense of something unfolding beneath the surface, not chaos, but control with emotion humming underneath. A steady hand, a focused voice, no words needed. 💨 The kettle exhaled slowly and said, “Some pieces talk, but this one listens first” 🧊 The ice dispenser murmured, “It’s cool, composed, but not cold, there’s something tender under all that control” 🍳 The frying pan tilted just slightly and said, “No flash, no flame, just heat that knows exactly where it belongs.” Four minutes of slow burn power, and it holds. Respect. 💜

Very creative exquisite song that has an infectious & captivating sound experience..magnificent piano work..fantastic mix & recording production!

Such a treat to take this wonderful journey with you, Karin-Maria...wonderful work, my friend!

stunning, absolutely love the structure, chord choices flows so beautifully a💟 🎶

Paul William

The World should care for the Children, they need a better present & a better futur... 

Lyrics & Vocals : Special Cecilia

Musicians Beatmakers, if you want you can remix this song adding some instrumental. 
The file is on Freedownload.
Let's Keep spreading positive vibes...

PRAY FOR THE CHILDREN

The Crows of West Georgia Street

Dots of coal on the horizon
Gliding in the morning sun     
In the fountains and blossom trees
The crows of West Georgia Street
   
Rain or shine they’ve always been there
From the brickyard, they’ve come to share
Happy to see me, but they just don’t care
Those crows on West Georgia Street

Sleek and beautiful, rainbow black
Too smart for a cage, they always come back
They ease my pain by showing me
The point of life is just to be…..just to be

A tight knit murder; this family Crowe
Knowing well who’s friend or who's foe
Together forever like you and me
The crows on West Georgia Street

Sleek and beautiful, rainbow black
Too smart for a cage, they always come back
They ease my pain by showing me
The point of life is just to be…..just to be

Cover Art: Time, Space and Terrorism, Todd J McLean

All rights reserved

The Crows of West Georgia Street

The Crows Of West Georgia Street

Can be heard on the first album "Neustart". Enjoy it!

Neustart

Unterwegs

Inspired by a hike to the Pico Ruivo on the portuguese Island of Madeira with my son David.  When it is cloudy at the sea level and you pass the low level clouds on the way up to the summit then you feel like heaven's gate is opening and you look the from the mountain tops down to the sea of clouds. The spirit of the olympic gods seems so close (except that Greece is not just around the corner ;) ).

Sea of Clouds

My homage to John Frusciante. Need to record the vocals!

Ode To John (no vocals)

Jesse

Ostateczny mix w FL
obydwie gitary (akustyczna i elektryczna) zgrane etapami na żywo ... 
elektryczna gitara (fender stratocaster - replika) modulowana w Guitar Rig w celu uzyskania brzmienia, na którym mi zależało ... mam nadzieję, że się spodoba ... pozdrawiam Przyjaciół ! ... 

Final mix in FL
both guitars (acoustic and electric) recorded live in stages...
electric guitar (Fender Stratocaster - replica) modulated in Guitar Rig to obtain the sound I wanted... I hope you like it... Greetings, Friends! ...

No More Lies

Melodic, indie, progressive house. Music & photography, D.k.A Spencer. (Dedicated to Diamond. 🐈.

Do You Love Me

Entre la peur et le courage que ferions nous si nous devions choisir un camp .
Between fear and courage, what would we do if we had to choose sides?

Compositeur : Philippe SEGUINARD  Auteur : Guillaume DULER
Lyrics :
Pour une vraie salope combien d'amoureuses
dont le crane rasé portait la croix gammée
sous les rires vengeurs d'une foule odieuse
d'un peuple libéré suant la lâcheté

Pour un patriote combien de collabos
ont fait sonner les cloches de la liberté
sombre chant d'amnésie ou douloureux échos
mais soufflé par un vent chargé de lourds secrets

pour une rébellion combien de soumissions
dans un pays rongé par les rats de l'histoire
ils ont crié leur haine à la libération
cela même dénonçaient les humbles de la gloire

Pour un juste oublié combien de faux héros
Justiciers de papiers bataillons d'aboyeurs
Fossoyeurs d'innocents vipères de bistrot
Résistant de la dernière heure

Moi qu'aurais je été en ces temps là
Qu'aurais je fait sauver mon âme ou ma peau
Lâche ou héros...

For a real slut how many lovers
whose shaven heads bore the swastika
under the vengeful laughter of an odious crowd
of a liberated people sweating cowardice

For one patriot, how many collabos
rang the bells of freedom
a dark song of amnesia with painful echoes
but blown by a wind laden with heavy secrets

for one rebellion, how many submissions
in a country eaten away by the rats of history
they shouted their hatred at liberation
that even denounced the humble of glory

For a just forgotten how many false heroes
Paper vigilantes Battalions of barkers
Grave-diggers of innocent bar vipers
Resistance fighters of the last hour

What would I have been in those days
What would I have done to save my soul or my skin
Coward or hero...
© Philippe SEGUINARD / Guillaume DULER  Février 2025

Lâche ou Héros TRANSLATED

A Jeff Beer composition, performed live for SWR radio at the Baden-Baden SWF studio.

Life Is Only (SWR Session - 1973)

I hope isn't an Omen....

J'espère que ce n'est pas un présage...

Scarlet Dawn

“ Colpi Dritti “  by Luke 

During Medieval & Renaissance days the fencing word..
“Colpi Dritti”…means: “Vadi blows from the right side used to defend one self” as the warriors had to do…

Just a fun experimental piece …

Keys & Piano & Synthesizer & Guitar & Drums  by Luke
Created & Composed & Produced by Luke
Music & Track & Album Photos by Luke
Photography by Luke
I use Open A.i for Album art pictures 

                           Beats by Luke©️
                         S c h ü ß m a n n©️

“Colpi Dritti”  by Luke

The Vibe 170 BPM

Just a simple song for the lonely. Old fashioned human music for this modern age.

Lyrics:
I'm bringing you my honest confessional
I'm dying out here, don't you know?
I've been walking the internet at night
I don't know why I always fall for the tawdry
I always fall for the pills
I fall for your sweetest thrills
I'm dribbling down here at the end of the bar
Falling in
(falling in and out)
Falling in and out of love
I'm in the valley of the lonely
Don't look into the corona eye
You know that I always lie

I could be anything you need
I could be that book that you've been working on...
A paperback. Dog eared and worn...
A book you put up on the shelf...
A book you read that changes your sense of self...
I'm in the valley of the lonely
Don't look into the coronas' eye
The valley of the lonely...

The Valley Of The Lonely

Vidéo : youtu.be/z-aae0BK5p8

Brande (Translated after the French text )

Texte : Sanzen
Chant : Desdanova ( @denis-rousseau-182743563 )
Musique : Alain Illos

Sans un bruit, ce matin,
une rose est éclose.
Perdue en ce jardin
où mon coeur agonise.
Au milieu de hautes herbes,
c'est elle survivante.
Soudain dans l'air vibrant,
mes souvenirs voltigent.
Dans la chaude lumière,
de cette beauté naissante;
perdues dans ma mémoire,
de sinistres images...
Sans un bruit ce matin,
mon coeur s'est lavé.
Perdu en ce jardin,
dans la chaude lumière.
Au milieu de mes souvenirs
qui voltigent.
Des hautes herbes
et d'un été naissant.
C'est ma joie survivante,
sur la brande, ce matin.
Aux vies agonisantes,
à la beauté naissante.
Aux images oubliées,
soudain, dans l'air vibrant.

Brande
Without a sound, this morning,
a rose bloomed.
Lost in this garden
where my heart agonizes.
In the midst of tall grasses,
is the surviving rose.
Suddenly, in the vibrant air,
my memories flutter.
In the warm light,
of this emerging beauty;
lost in my memory,
of sinister images...
Without a sound this morning,
my heart washed.
Lost in this garden,
in the warm light.
In the midst of my fluttering memories
.
Tall grasses
and a budding summer.
This is my surviving joy,
on the heather this morning.
To dying lives,
to emerging beauty.
To forgotten images,
suddenly, in the vibrant air.


Brande avec Desdanova

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There is a great community here. I really enjoy listening to your music. I'm also happy when someone listens to mine :)

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