Name: A quiet kind of freedom by Mad Mountain Luthier in Life And Its Baggage
Duration: 5 min 41 s
Description: Work to live, Don’t live to work. Made using AI on https://fadr.com.

Life And Its Baggage

Built to Last

Dramatise

Get out of My Way

Work to live, Don’t live to work. Made using AI on https://fadr.com.

A quiet kind of freedom

Live and love forever

Live and love forever (feat. Peter Ferguson & Chris Donohue)

Long road

Something to believe in

Chill, vibey, somber indie song with a soft bass thump and a mellow rubber bridge electric guitar riff carrying it. Emotive, warm vocals with haunting harmony. It's about goodbyes, and how memories can be recolored or changed. Hence, ghosts. 

Ghosts

Another scammer alert , again from " RCA " Yeah right ! Why don't these lowlife idiots use a bit more imagination , if only hanging was still allowed in this country !
Anyway , back to reality . Dave Cooper sent me some brilliant lyrics to put together a Country song , so here it is , we hope you like it ! We've just finished a great song together , and we have an album coming out mid November .
Much more to come with Gaz and Kim , me and Kim , me and Dave , me and Tony , Charlie and the Fox , oh the list goes on and on !
Thank you as always for the support you give me .
Here's the links to me and Charlotte's album , it's definitely worth a listen !
www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLA…L7MJ_1UTdMo0MjJLM
open.spotify.com/album/78ewrWZjS4…DSSrOdWlanz6UPMw

You’re my one and only girl and you dominate my world

You’re my life, you’re my love

Through and through

 

The Mona Lisa is nice

But she comes at a price

And she don’t hold a candle to you

 

Chorus

 

You‘re my soul, you’re my heart

In my play you’re the lead part

And without you I don’t know what I’d do

You’re my reason to live

For the love that you give

And I’ll never find another you

 

They said Helen of Troy

Could wow all the boys

But she could not take me away from you

 

Cleopatra, it seems

Could hold all mens’ dreams

But she don’t come a close second to you

 

Chorus

 

Solo

 

Oh Marie Antoinette

Could enchant all she met

But she don’t do a thing for me

 

For you know I love you

And my feelings are true

And without you I don’t know what to do

 

Chorus

 

And I’ll never find another you to end

I'll never find another you

I'll Never Find Another You

An Excuse To Kill Myself

This track dives deep into how our actions define who we are. It’s all about making your mark—when you do something special, your name gets tied to that legacy. That’s real mastery, right there. It’s a grind, too—skills don’t just appear; they’re built through hard work and long nights hustling to get it right. It’s about showing up, staying disciplined, and pushing the limits to elevate yourself. We’re all on a journey of growth, and through that hustle, we’re reaching new heights in our art. Keep grinding, and let your passion speak

Artistic flair

◉ Follow Magdalena Meisel:
@magdalenameisel
Malovana website : https://malovana.eu/

November 1st is a time for remembrance and remembering those who have passed away. On this special day, we have something for you that we've long held close to our hearts. "Dad" is our musical dedication to all those who are no longer with us, but whose memories live on.

We invite you to listen to this track from the #Malovana project.

The sun is setting already
After night, there is no day
I won't look into your eyes
They are distant as fog

Don't be afraid to dream
Trust me
No one will
take your peace
Don't be afraid, even though
It's the end and drown
In the land of shadows,
In the land of beliefs

Darkness has flooded the world
And tears on my cheek
There will be no dawn tomorrow
Serene, just like you

Don't be afraid to dream
Trust me
No one will
take your peace
Don't be afraid, even though
It's the end and drown
In the land of shadows,
In the land of beliefs

I was sure you'd come back
I was already counting down the days
Incorrigible optimism
He laughed in my face.

Don't be afraid to dream
Trust me
No one will
take your peace
Don't be afraid, even though
It's the end and drown
In the land of shadows,
In the land of beliefs

Vocal : Magdalena Meisel
Music : Magdalena Meisel, Jarosław Toifl, Artur Wypich
Lyrics : Sylwia Lizoń
Producer/publisher : Krzysztof Wartak, Malovana

Malovana is a band in its musical form, inspired by the works of painters, concept artists, and designers.

Imagine approaching the painting "Demon" and hearing the buzz, conversations, and music. Krzysztof Wartak's inspiration for "Malovana" brought selected works of art to life through sound, emotion, and narrative. The songs encompass a wide range of texts, also touching on vivid historical figures and timeless events. The results of this unprecedented project will be experienced during concerts organized by the Malovana band in 2025, where outstanding musicians will perform. Their interpretations will transform many works of art and historical events from now on.

Tato | Dad

Lyrics:

Wir standen längst am Rand, kein Wort hat mehr gehalten,
zwei müde Herzen, die zu lange Stille fest umarmten.
Ich dacht, wir hätten Zeit, noch irgendwas zu retten,
doch jeder Schritt von dir klang mehr nach letzten Schritten.
Und ich war stur, hab mich an meinen Stolz gekettet,
hab deine Müdigkeit gefühlt, doch wieder weggedrückt.
Jetzt lieg ich wach, such Fehler in den falschen Ecken,
frag mich, ob einer weniger Streit dich länger bei mir hält.

Alles zovorbei wie kaltes Licht,
und ich war blind, doch du zerbrichst.

Warum hab ich nicht nachgegeben,
als wir noch hätten reden können?
Warum ließ ich dich im Regen stehen,
wo du doch längst am Ende warst?
Jetzt bleibt nur dieses leise Beben,
ein Schatten deiner letzten Tage.
Ich würd so gern noch einmal sagen:
Es tut mir leid… zu spät gesagt.

Dein letzter Blick war warm, doch irgendwie so weit,
als würdest du schon gehen, während ich noch blieb am Streit.
Und alles, was wir nicht gesagt, hängt schwer in meiner Brust,
als wär die ganze Wohnung voll mit deiner letzten Luft.
Ich hasse diesen Spiegel, der mir zeigt, wer ich dir war:
ein Mensch, der zu viel wollte, während du zerbrechlich warst.
Wie oft hab ich gedacht, wir beide schaffen’s nicht –
doch niemals, dass der Grund dein letzter Herzschlag ist.

Du gingst so leise aus dem Raum,
und ich steh da in unser’m Traum.

Warum hab ich nicht nachgegeben,
als wir noch hätten reden können?
Warum ließ ich dich im Regen stehen,
wo du doch längst am Ende warst?
Jetzt bleibt nur dieses leise Beben,
ein Schatten deiner letzten Tage.
Ich würd so gern noch einmal sagen:
Es tut mir leid… zu spät gesagt.

Wenn Liebe gehen will, hält keiner sie zurück,
doch hätt ich deine Hand noch einmal fest genug gedrückt?
Verzeih mir, wenn ich’s damals nicht erkannt hab:
Nicht wir – nur deine Zeit war knapp.

Warum konnt ich nicht mehr vergeben,
als deine Kräfte kleiner wurden?
Warum hab ich uns nicht hochgehoben,
als du zu müde für uns warst?
Jetzt lebt von dir nur dieses Beben,
ein Herzschlag, der in mir noch nagt.
Ich hoff, du hörst mich, wo du jetzt bist:
Es tut mir leid… zu spät gesagt.

Zu Spät

"I didn't know what I know now, was it sure, till I poured out..."

If you've ever felt the need to just release everything, this song is that moment. "Heaven" is one of the most personal tracks on the album. I took all that heavy reflection and channeled it into this feeling of walking right into the water and letting the ocean take it.

It's about finding freedom when you're completely vulnerable ("I took off all my clothes, walked into the ocean"). The sound is that deep, soulful R&B that pulls you under, letting you sink into that space where tears become healing, that "river of tears drawing lines down my chest."

This track is the realization that Paradise isn't a place you go to, but a feeling you find when you finally allow yourself to be held and learn the true meaning of self-love. It's letting go, knowing that only by pouring out your truth can you discover what's sure.

I hope it brings you the same sense of release it brought me. Turn it up, close your eyes, and let it float you away.

Tasha -  Heaven

Slumber

une chanson de Stéphane Jacques et Alban Jacques Bouquette .
Un petit côté " Les Pères Jacques " sous acide » !
interprétée et réalisée par Stéphane (chant)et moi-même (instruments et programmations)au Studio d’Azy.

d'autres productions du Studio :
Alban Jacques Bouquette; Crime scene do not
https://open.spotify.com/album/0u2I9asjlocBHFpkhcanHe?si=plTAM01yTKG1WZsUGD_SNQ

Les Pères Jacques : Gare aux morilles
itunes.apple.com/fr/album/gare-au…lles/id349787488
www.deezer.com/album/475803
youtu.be/saM0FZ5LllM

Princesse jazzy

I’m a luthier who found songwriting later in life. Though I build instruments, I’ve never claimed to be the best musician — but I do have a voice that crosses genres and carries the stories I want to tell. My songs are rooted in personal experiences, reflections, and the stories life leaves behind.

I began using AI as a springboard to bring my ideas to life, but my ultimate goal is to record and release music in my own voice. Every track is part of a journey — from craft to song, from tools to tales.

A quiet kind of freedom

Mad Mountain Luthier

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