Nostalgic trip to the 70s :)

Written, performed, mixed & mastered by
André "pixelorb" Brandes © 2025

Image: pixabay.com (CC0 Creative Commons)

Instruments:
- AmpleSound "Taylor 714CE"
- Toontrack EZdrummer2
- Toontrack EZkeys
- Synapse "The Legend"
- Synapse Dune 3
- PG-8X
- FL Studio FLEX

Farewell To A Hope

Nu Jazz chill music with a throbbing beat at varying tempos. I used the same "tick-tock" synth from tracks on my Time Machine EP.

Happy Samhain! 🔥

Hour Glass is about time ⏳

An original composition, no AI, digital music created MIDI to DAW by a human

HOUR GLASS
I have an hour glass in my mind 
It measures life in bits of time 
Like TikTok videos
Showing how the sand flows 
All in a trickle 
Dancing Wu-Li masters remind
The consequence of time 

While the force of gravity 
can bring me to my knees 
The hour glass remains to hold
Above and below 
Before and behind 
Carry me forever
In the consequence of time 

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70-52 bpm
Variations of Cm, Am, Fm, C7, G7
DAW: Apple Logic Pro X
MIDI: Akai Professional Keyboard
VST or E-INSTRUMENTS:
Concert Grand
Boesendorfer Grand
Ambient Lead
Clarinet Solo
Ethereal Mallets
Lunar Chords
Phantom Winds
Cellos
Modern Strings
Studio Double Basses
Deep Round Synth Bass
Upright Ballad Bass
E-PERCUSSION:
Timpani
Indian & Middle Eastern Kit
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COVER ART is a surrealistic interpretation of the song as original CGI by SUNNYBECK using a composite derived from original and AI-generated images rendered by the DaVinci app, then altered, retouched, and designed in Photoshop.

Released on SoundCloud
October 31, 2025, 11:12 PM ET

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Hour Glass

Lyrics:
Ma belle, viens graviter dans mon orbite
Captive de mes attracteurs étranges.
Mes mots et mes gestes doux t’invitent
Pendant que nos regards se mélangent.

De ton rêve pelucheux comme une lépiote
Je parcours les étoiles noires et palpitantes
Ployée sous le poids conquérant de mes bottes
Tu quémandes mes caresses enivrantes.

(Chorus)
Minette astrale de rosée carnivore
Chair corail ruisselante de tes envies
Le temps se cache mais nous dévore
Dans notre jardin palpitant d’infini

Foufoune power, rêves concentriques
Guerrière lubrique,  matriarche adorée
Goudou doll, ma figure métaphorique,
Dans tes parfums chauds et mordorés

Et ta puissance est un divin présage
Un frémissement doux et gynarchique
Les chiens se dressent sous l’orage
De tes folles émulsions alchimiques

(Chorus)
Minette astrale de rosée carnivore
Chair corail ruisselante de tes envies
Le temps se cache mais nous dévore
Dans notre jardin palpitant d’infini


Ergot satanique, fruit gorgé de sang
Ton plaisir frémi en langues éclectiques.
Il se noie dans des arômes évanescents
De candeurs et d’extases métalliques.

Trente centimètres de latex et de plaisir
Se tendent à mon bassin souple et ondulant
Ta croupe s’offre, j’ajuste mon harnais de cuir
Et, amoureuse, je te prends tendrement.  

(Chorus)
Minette astrale de rosée carnivore
Chair corail ruisselante de tes envies
Le temps se cache mais nous dévore
Dans notre jardin palpitant d’infini


Minette astrale

Hanging on

Video; www.youtube.com/watch?v=HKwkMvCMepI
In this track and video I was inspired by dreams, mysteries etc.
Made in 2023.

The Way Of Dreams

Sospiri di un Incontro Mai Avvenuto” is a touching song that captures the longing and melancholy of a meeting that never happened. It tells the story of a love that exists only in thoughts, full of unspoken words and missed opportunities.

Sospiri di un Incontro Mai Avvenuto.mp3

…2, 3

[Verse]
Was it just wishful thinking leading me to the ledge?
You resemble September
The flush, to the frost, surrenders
And your colours fall

[Pre-Chorus]
I can't help my heart
Tell me 'bout your dreams 'fore you go
I'll unlearn my life
To be part of your world

[Chorus]
I thought it was a fable
You, sittin' at the table
Me grieving our near farewell
I made you my aurora
Now mornings are colder
Without you
And I don't know how to leave you in the past
After all the scars that we've shared
One day you'll be a story I tell in some bar
"Fifty years ago I met a star…"

[Verse]
Every mouth after yours was an echoing dirge
Dew dying in the dirt
Don't know what kills more
To recall or being forced to let go

[Pre-Chorus]
Time can't cure my mind
But give me one more season
Keep me believing
I'm terrified
To go back to where I'm from

[Chorus]
I looked in wrong places, fake glories, lost people
A rush that could cure my wounds
You left like a nova
But now that I saw ya
How can I unsee you?
And I don't know how to leave you in the past
So my door stays ajar, I can't accept
That you won't be my Mondays and the rest of my life
"Fifty years ago I held the Sun…"

[Outro]
I did hold the Sun
But ended up in 'maybe later',
Like my most soulful letters
Whoa (don't give up on me)
Same jobs, friends and weather
But my world's changed forever

auburn

Who are you?

Written by Danny Flowers performed by Eric Clapton 1978

Bass, drums, vocal & mix : Little Man
All other instruments : PdB Orchestra

Tulsa Time

Back to You
By Dj Exce3d 

Lyrics 

I swear I’m walking out, but I circle back again,
Picking tiny battles from the noise inside my head.
You’re calm, you’re quiet, never pushed me to the edge,
But I still paint you guilty for the wars I never said. 

Every time I say I’m done, I fall back into you.
You’re not the one who hurt me, it’s the shadows that I brew.
I know the fault is mine, but I hand it all to you…
Every time I say I’m done, I fall back into you. 

I chase my own reflections till they twist into a lie,
Then pin them on your shoulders just to justify the cry.
You stand in all the crossfire of a storm you never made,
While I keep blaming you for all the monsters that I shaped. 

Every time I say I’m done, I fall back into you.
You’re not the one who hurt me, it’s the shadows that I brew.
I know the fault is mine, but I hand it all to you…
Every time I say I’m done, I fall back into you.

Back to You

First track of a forthcoming album called "Sweet songs for Winter", full of sassy, naughty and hot tracks for the cold days.
Lyrics:
I sprawl across the sheets, half-dreaming,  
Comfy socks on, the fan’s soft humming.  
Old t-shirt pulled-up, a beat in my veins,  
My fingers trace where heat remains.  

The gold through half-drawn blinds,  
a lazy dance of lust and time.  
My breath is slow, my thoughts adrift,  
a sigh escapes—A pleasure’s gift.  

(Chorus)
I love this lazy afternoon gooning
On my old T-shirt your smell lingers
Girl, thinking of you, I can’t stop edging,
I love the caress of my slick fingers

The mattress dips where shadows play,  
My body sweaty, my attention astray.  
I stretch long, a cat’s slow grace,  
While my fingers follow the trace.  

The air is thick with summer’s weight,  
My scented skin alive, my moves innate.  
I linger gently where the desire grows,  
a dampness that the pleasure follows.  

(Chorus)
I love this lazy afternoon gooning
On my old T-shirt your smell lingers
Girl, thinking of you, I can’t stop edging,
I love the caress of my slick fingers


No rush, no want, just warmth and light,  
Afternoon dissolves,  orgasm takes flight.
My socks still on, my thoughts askew,  
I drift where pleasure hums its tune.  

And when the dusk begins to creep,  
I stir but doesn’t leave the heat.  
The bed still holds me, loose and sweet,  
a gooning day—my bliss complete.

Lazy afternoon

Cheeky, sassy, kinky and playful songs exploring several styles and themes: grunge, bossa, pop..

Lazy afternoon

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