SPICY BLUNT

Another track from my upcoming Time Machine EP with music similar to Hidden Room, Time Machine, and Enigma.

An electro atmosphere with pop & hip hop beats at a chill 80 bpm

In contemplation of butterflies — to making the best of every moment of life. 

An original composition, No AI, written MIDI to DAW

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With a lifespan of only two to four weeks, time is precious to butterflies, and it highlights a secret — butterflies possess timekeeping abilities in their antennae. 

They also can track the sun’s position with their eyes, a navigational skill used for migration, and their vision includes ultraviolet light, something humans cannot see. 

Of their many secrets — the sense of taste is in their feet, their wings are dead cells, they have existed for 60 million years, are biologically diverse with 20,000 species, and can fly as fast as 37 MPH or 59 KM/H — the fact that some butterfly species migrate thousands of miles during their short lifetimes is astonishing. 

Short lives necessitate making the best of every moment of life, and perhaps that’s the secret to the longevity of 60 million years of the butterfly species.
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Chill at 80 bpm
DAW: Apple Logic Pro X MIDI: Akai Professional Keyboard E-INSTRUMENTS: Concert Grand Ambient Lead synth Lunar Chords synth String Cycles synth 
Anthem Chord Arp synth
Crystals & Voices synth Fingerstyle Electric Bass
Deep Round Synth Bass
Minimal Techno Pattern bass
E-DRUM KITS:
Drum Synth Kit 
RnB Remix 
Hip Hop Kit
European Folk Kit

COVER ART is a composite using AI-generated images created by the DaVinci app to create original CGI designed in Photoshop.
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Butterfly Secrets

EDIT 2025-07-16: I am very happy to announce that thanks to this piece I won first place in this competition! 😍🥂🥳

EDIT 2025-07-07: I reuploaded track because I've messed a little in "original" part. Now "my part" is much more different from the original

No AI was involved in creation of this track.

Track made for Spitfire LABS Discord competition.

At the beginning (up to 0:18) and at the end (from 2:23) – a short fragment of the theme song for the AppleTV+ series "Severance" by Theodore Shapiro which can be heard in its entirety at the link below. I highly recommend it! The opening credits of this series, as well as the entire series, are worth seeing.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NmS3m0OG-Ug
Yes, I know, I've bite off more than I can chew, but whatever... I guess it's worth tackling such a great and catchy musical theme ;)

The idea was to "Write a short piece (1-2 mins) that starts with a recognizable melody in it’s original form, and then take that melody and reinvent it in your own style. Use one or more of the first 10 LABS packs that were released for this, but feel free to incorporate any other tools you’d like."

To made this track I used:
Ableton Live 11 Standard
Spitfire LABS Libraries:
(Original Theme)
Soft Piano
(Reimagined Theme)
Amplified Chello Quartet
Strings
Electric Piano
Intimate Piano
Lap Steel
Wurli
Beside LABS I used:
Strezov Diamond Jazz Trio Freebie
and two MIDI loops (both from Ableton Live packs)
Gravity Werks Kit - 105 bpm and
Shaker Chance 126 bpm

Picture in thumbnail is a part of original poster from the show: http://www.impawards.com/tv/severance_ver2_xlg.html

Severed ("Severance" Theme Reimagined for Spitfire LABS competition)

A new song ...

2025

du sitzt da, siehst mich nicht (mehr)
in deiner hand das telefon 
zeigt dir die welt die neu und schmerzfrei scheint
letzte begegnung letzter hauch
schon lange her, so lange her … 

du hast gefragt, das nicht nur einmal
hast versucht mich zu verstehn
hast gerüttelt, mich genervt - ich hab gedroht ich werde gehn
ich bin der verlierer
der dem alles fehlt
deine nähe
deine wärme
deine exklusivität.

dieses jahr ist mein jahr
dein jahr unser ganz allein jahr
dieses jahr ist uns besonders schlecht geglückt
dieses ja war dein ja
meins war nur ein nein ein kein-ja
keine fragen kein zurück

jeder tag wird zur qual
wenn ich seh, wie du dein glück 
von neuem suchst 
und ich muss hier einsam leiden 
will leiden, muss leiden
bin ich doch an allem selber schuld …
Bin selber schuld.

dieses jahr ist mein jahr
dein jahr unser ganz allein jahr
dieses jahr ist uns besonders schlecht geglückt
dieses ja war dein ja
meins war nur ein nein ein kein-ja
keine fragen kein zurück



Rock _Flexible - 2025

This is the lyrics version of my piano piece (https://soundcloud.com/konrad-spittelberg/the-clap-of-one-hand). (Roughly) same melody, but now with lyrics. 
If the melody left you puzzled about the title, maybe the lyrics will connect the dots. Hope you enjoy it — drop me a comment, I’m curious what you think!

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The Clap of One Hand - Lyrics
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The high priest looked the monk straight into the eyes 
“You search for wisdom, want to see through disguise 
Then hear the clap of only one hand, 
Imagine tasting the kiss of only one lip!”

The monk was puzzled, did not know what to make of this question 
His mind was racing without the slightest suggestion 
The meaning was hiding so deep 
He could as well go to sleep

And as he lay down he thought and he thought some more, 
And soon he’d snore a Monkish snore 
Deep in his dream he saw the cosmic law 
As it is and will be and has been before

To find the truth you need to see the world through different frames,
As place and motion, time and energy play Heisenberg’s games
The one single truth, the clap of one hand deceives the ancient lore

And then his dream shifted to our world
Where flags of dogma are unfurled
Where it’s en vogue to scorn the views of those 
Whose minds are differently curled

They yell their slogans convinced that it's only their kind who knows truth
They silence doubt and debate to keep everything smooth
They vote in blocs convinced others mean harm
They don't want to discuss they don’t want to disarm
They spit poison and phlegm - 
Them is us, us is them

The monk awakened quite surprisingly rested – and something like pride filled his chest 
The dream had opened his eyes and he knew the deep meaning that the koan expressed 
And so as fast as his feet could carry him he ran to the temple ground Requesting to see the high priest and as soon as he met him he told him the solution he found:

“Avoid the clap of one hand 
'Cause you can not understand 
The world in all its true colors if your mind cannot bend 

Every Current or Tide 
Must with others collide, 
A single stream is quite boring, nothing happens inside.

Seek out the voices that are not like your own – 
Don’t guard your comfort like a dog protects its chewed upon bone 
Be cautious if all of your friends do agree – 
You might discover greeater insights without cheap harmony

A field of only one crop may spark in sunlight like gold, 
But slight disease might turn these fragile monoculture to mold 
No coral alone can just survive with it’s kind – 
Reefs only thrive when hundredthousand curious creatures entwine

Don’t flatten the ground so that your pace can be faster –
'Cause if you don’t train your balance each false step means disaster 
All life, all vision needs to ripple and bend – 
Not frozen in uniformity but free to transcend”

The monk fell silent, his speech was complete - 
He wanted praisal, but the priest kept his seat. 
An awkard silence filled slowly the air, 
The priest just sat there with a calm, timeless stare

“I like your thinking—it rings wise, it rings bold, 
It has reason, it's crafted, it's gold. 
But, dear monk, there might be one subtle twist: 
There is one aspect that you seem to have missed.

You see the truth where opinions compete, 
That wholeness only grows where none is complete. 
But if no single view should stand out alone 
Then even your own view must be overthrown

You praise duality, the joining of two - 
But what if your view in itself is not true? 
What if the world isn't built as you claim? 
What if we’ll never know the rules of the game?"

Hear the clap of one hand 
Avoid the clap of one hand 
Hear the clap of one hand 
Avoid the clap of one hand 
Hear the clap of one hand 
… Reflect on the clap of one hand

The Clap of One Hand (Piano Poetry)

Poems and lyrics aren’t the same. In many ways. This made me even more interested in setting a poem I wrote ages ago to music. The story isn’t based on a personal experience but relates to a most personal and emotional topic. It’s about a classic source of human conflict and a major killer of relationships. An overinflated ego. Very complex, very human – a perfect subject to challenge the expressiveness of the machine and its skills to not just repeat words like a parrot or a voice robot but to give them the full depth of their meaning. 

Lyrics, music and production by © Hans-Michael Albers, vocal performance by suno 4.5, cover image by keenan constance 

Translated with DeepL.com (free version)

You're like a movie I'll never see again
Last scene, last scare 
End, over, switch off
Cursed from the beginning, but held on till the end

Never again and again you
Never again and again
Never again lose my head 
That will never happen again
Never again like this, never again you
I'll never get involved with you again

Your world is a self-satisfied dream
The perfect ego planet
That revolves around itself
Your only feeling, nothing but a cold game
You love only yourself and will never be different
A black hole
And I fell in, and I fell in

Never again and again you
Never again and again
Never lose my head again 
That will never happen again
Never again like this, never again you
I'll never get involved with you again

Your only feeling, nothing but a cold game
You only love yourself and you'll never be different
A black hole
And I fell in, and I fell in

Never again ever again you
Never again ever again
Never lose my head again 
That will never happen again
Never again like this, never again you
I'll never get involved with you again
Never be just your mirror again
I won’t fall for you anymore

Never, never, never again
Never, never, never again
you

 

Du bist wie ein Film, den ich nie wieder seh 
Letzte Szene, letzter Schreck 
Ende, Aus, ich bin weg
Von Anfang an geflucht, doch bis zum Ende versucht

Nie wieder immer wieder du
Nie wieder immerzu
Nie wieder meinen Kopf verlier‘n 
Das wird nie mehr passier‘n
Nie wieder sowas, nie mehr du
Ich lass dich nie mehr zu

Deine Welt ist ein selbstgefälliger Traum
Der perfekte Ich-Planet
Der sich um sich selber dreht
Dein einziges Gefühl, nichts als ein kaltes Spiel
Du liebst nur dich allein und wirst nie anders sein
Ein schwarzes Loch
Und ich fiel rein, und ich fiel rein

Nie wieder immer wieder du
Nie wieder immerzu
Nie wieder meinen Kopf verlier‘n 
Das wird nie mehr passier’n
Nie wieder sowas, nie mehr du
Ich lass dich nie mehr zu

Dein einziges Gefühl, nichts als ein kaltes Spiel
Du liebst nur dich allein und wirst nie anders sein
Ein schwarzes Loch
Und ich fiel rein, und ich fiel rein

Nie wieder immer wieder du
Nie wieder immerzu
Nie wieder meinen Kopf verlier‘n 
Das wird nie mehr passier’n
Nie wieder sowas, nie mehr du
Ich lass dich nie mehr zu

Nie wieder nur dein Spiegel sein
Nie wieder fall ich rein
Nie, nie, nie wieder
Nie, nie, nie wieder
du


Nie wieder immer wieder du

La Promenade

“Stroll-N-Keys”  by Luke

As promised here’s the sequel to “180 Bars of Solitude”
my favourite sequel, it’s very detailed with lots of depth…
I will reply to all the comments after I return from my family emergency… 

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©️

“Stroll -N- Keys”  by Luke

Music: Little Man & Janne Hennie
Lyrics & Vocals: Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix: Little Man

Little Mans music: @user-474544459

Lyrics:

I quit smoking today...
What can i say...?
Don't know what to do
Use to smoke when I miss you
Now I have nothing at all..

I have to find another way
When I can't smoke all day
Going crazy missing you
Without the smoke, what can I do?
Holding my breath as long as I can..

3... 2...1...

Oh, I'm dizzy, feeling weird
Maybe I should have a drink instead?

I have to find another way
When I can't smoke all day
Going crazy missing you
Without the smoke, what can I do?
Holding my breath as long as I can...

3...2...1...

Oh, I'm dizzy, feeling weird
Maybe I should have a drink instead?

Holding My breath as long as I can..
3... 2... 1... 

Oh, I'm dizzy, feeling weird
Maybe I should have a drink instead?

Quit Smoking

My EP SUPERNOVA contains two Japanese songs, and this is one of them. I have never released a song in Japanese before, but I took the plunge and decided to release these. It's a song recorded in one take with my acoustic guitar and vocal. The tempo is middle tempo (I didn't use the metronome function so I don't know the BPM). 3m58s. The main genre is Folk. This is a gentle and slightly blue song. Link to major platforms : https://linkco.re/E2aRhZS6

Lyrics : (Alright)

悲しい湖を通り過ぎ
僕は明日へと辿り着く
もし僕が人生を捨てたなら
あなたは三度笑うでしょう

Let forever be
Let forever be
Let forever be
Let forever be
Let forever be
Let forever be
Let forever be

見知らぬ人に笑われて
僕は明日から戻るでしょう
僕の果てなき探究は
きっとあなたへと帰ってゆく

Let forever be
Let forever be
Let forever be
Let forever be
Let forever be
Let forever be
Let forever be

涙を見たくて
涙を流したくてOh
僕は僕は
きっと戻るね

悲しい湖を通り過ぎ
僕は明日へと辿り着く
もし僕が人生を捨てたなら
あなたは三度笑うでしょう

Let forever be
Let forever be
Let forever be
Let forever be
Let forever be
Let forever be
Let forever be

FOREVER BE

loops

The piano is not just an instrument; it is a storyteller. My lifelong companion. Each piece holds the memory of a moment in time, of a period in life. Here, I share my personal journey—one miniature, one experiment, one story at a time.

I’m Konrad Spittelberg, 52 years old. Though I’ve always called Vienna my home, I have pursued various interests, building an interdisciplinary background that spans education in Latin and Greek, studies of Mathematics, Physics and Economics and a carreer in Consulting and Risk Management. Sometimes, you might also find me immersed in games of Go, Chess or D&D. 

But only when I’m not making music. Of course. Still then, all of my interests have shaped the way I think — and, in turn, the way I compose.

The instrument of my life is the piano. I play it since the age of six, the first 16 in music school with my dedicated teacher Margarete Gerlach (and also thanks to the city of Vienna to the incredible publicly funded music schools!). My piano playing saw multiyear interruptions due to travel and workload. But in recent years I’ve found the time to pursue my passion again—with renewed joy. I devote many of my evenings to developing, refining and rehearsing my piano miniatures. 

I inhale music wherever I find it. In the echoes of Renaissance motets or contemporary cluster music with my local choir, which I joined 30 years ago. In music running in the background of a fashion store which I Shazaam for later enjoyment. Or live concerts - there are so many gifted artists in the world! 

My music is a dialogue between tradition and exploration. Rooted in classical and romantic traditions, it ventures into jazz, rock, and pop.  I love to experiment—playing with unexpected tonalities, syncopated rhythms, and dynamic contrasts. My compositions often evolve through shifts in tension, rhythmic complexity, and harmonic modulations, sometimes venturing across the circle of fifths. I’m also diving deeper into the art of mastering, an area where I still have much to explore.

If my music speaks to you, I’d love for you to follow my journey. Follow along, share your thoughts—whether in appreciation or in challenge. Music, after all, is meant to be a conversation—and I’d love to hear your voice in it.
Enjoy your time with my music! 
Contact: konrad.spittelberg@gmail.com
Spotify and Youtube: https:\\konrad-spittelberg.carrd.co