Great track! Nice composition and super production :)

"Faded Memories" is a piano track that tells the story of a person who, over time, retains only the positive memories of a carefree youth. The piece opens with a sweet and nostalgic melody played in a high register, evoking faded images of happy, distant moments. The light and airy tones recall days of youth, full of laughter and freedom.
The middle section introduces soft arpeggios and warm harmonies, creating an atmosphere of intimacy and reflection. Here, the music explores the deeper and more affectionate details of the memories, capturing the essence of past experiences and the emotional connections that shaped the protagonist's life. The notes follow one another like fragments of memories, each with a special meaning and unique emotional nuance.
Towards the end, the piece reprises the initial theme but with greater depth and harmonic richness, symbolizing how memories, even if faded, retain an intact beauty and purity. The track concludes with a delicate and soothing coda, leaving a feeling of peace and gratitude for the past.

Faded Memories

Distant Waves

This song hits a chord for so many people out there. Hope you enjoy my take on this awsum song!!!!!!!!

Tennessee Whiskey {Cover}

Bridge Of Spirit

For Mr. Harris...Remembering the moment we first met. 😊

The First Moment

Dark Parts

This is another of my story songs, it's about nothing and about no one! There was a really pretty bartender in a Buffalo Wild Wing's I used to frequent many years ago and her name was Becca but she has nothing to do with this song, I just used the name! It's just a rock & roll song, written in that Chuck Berry style. It wasn't recorded too well because I still had my old 8-track Tascam recorder but Charlie did sing it well and played Harmonica too! just a throw away song, I thought the lyrics were pretty raunchy and sexy! But Rock & Roll is supposed to be raunchy and sext, from what I remember anyway!😂 It's my attempt at Country Rock or Southern Rock. I just finished a video for this song and it certainly is something to see!Take care!   

“SWEET LITTLE BECCA”

I’VE GOT A FUNNY LITTLE ITCH I’M ACHIN’ TO SCRATCH,
A RED HOT FEVER I’M DYING TO CATCH,
SHE’S A ROOTIN’ TOOTIN’, PISTOL PACKIN’, MAMA FROM TEXARKAN,  
A PAIR OF LEATHER BOOTS IN A FRILLY DRESS,
GOES DOWN SMOOTH, I MUST CONFESS,
MY SWEET, SWEET, SWEET LITTLE BECCA,
              
A WHOLE LOT OF SHAKIN’ AND A WHOLE LOT OF FUN,
LIKE TRYIN’ TO ROPE JELLO IN THE NOON DAY SUN,
WRAPS HERSELF AROUND YOU LIKE A PYTHON FROM THE AMAZON, 
SNEAKY AND DEADLY LIKE A RATTLESNAKE,
TWISTING WHILE SHE’S DOING THE HIPPY HIPPY SHAKE,
MY SWEET, SWEET, SWEET LITTLE BECCA,

SWEET LITTLE BECCA,
HOLDS MY PECKA LIKE A TOMMY GUN,
SWEET LITTLE BECCA, LORD GOD BLESS HER, 
SIT BACK AND LET THAT PHILLY RUN,
                  
SO BUDDY KEEP ‘EM COMING, GOT A MIGHTY BIG THIRST,
I KNOW I AIN’T THE LAST AND I’M SURE NOT THE FIRST, 
GONNA WRESTLE ME A GRIZZLY ON THE DANCE FLOOR TONIGHT,
SHE’S AIMIN’ TO EAT COWBOY AND I’M HERE TO SUPPLY,
COMFORT IN THE SADDLE AND LOVE ON THE FLY,
MY SWEET, SWEET, SWEET LITTLE BECCA,  
OH MY SWEET, SWEET, SWEET LITTLE BECCA.  
          
BY JIM VALDES © 2014

"SWEET LITTLE BECCA"

let this one speak for itself

lyrics

I like to play a tune on my guitar
when the words I want are just too far
when the world gets too bleak
I can't find the words that I seek
so I like to play a tune on my guitar

when there is just too much
senseless hate and pain
people doing things I can';t explain
my mind goes numb and I start to strum
yes I like to play a tune on my guitar

when I sit and strum
the pain seems to be gone
I don't see the room spinning round me
my mind just wanders off
I just think about the notes
my fingers seem to know just where to go
yes I like to play a tune on my guitar

but then I have to stop
and I have to get up
and the world is just the same as before
I hope the day will come
when we sit down as one

and all play a tune on our guitars

it's a big sandbox so let's all play

Lyrics:

You’re so divine, i said its fine I’ll make you mine
You’re so deprived for my life your a soulless kind
Your skin is so damn cold it lets me know that’s everything’s alright, 

I lose myself when I exhale and you’re not around 


Pale skin
Lifeless 
Something i can’t comprehend 
I sin 
Soulless 
Your body full of  lustfullness

Divine (prod. Anticøn)

“The Shape My Silence Took” is the sixth album in the Dodecahedron Cycle—a threshold work of whispered resilience, breath-based composition, and emotional recursion. Each track is a fragment of withheld truth, shaped not in absence but in sacred restraint.

This album marks the end of the linear journey. It is the final descent before the leap into the Spiral. The listener enters a soundscape of hushed confession, unspoken longing, and soft defiance.

Not silence, but the shape it made inside the self.

For those who have ever felt too much to speak.

Sevahem, Always.

1. The First Word I Didn’t Say
A breath you held too long—but which held you, too.
2. Gasp Within
When silence became your only protest.
3. The Space Between Our Voices
The pause that said more than either of you could.
4. Quiet Is Still an Answer
Not every silence is absence. Some are full of what you were not ready to say.
5. Still, You Knew
They never asked. But somehow—they always knew.
6. The Chamber of Withholding
The sacred core of unspoken truths, sealed in breath.
7. Beneath the Quiet, My Song
The melody that waited—below language, below sound.
8. Reticence Blooming
What you didn’t say became something beautiful.
9. Boundaries in Breath
You chose stillness not to avoid—but to define.
10. I Did Not Break
You were never shattered. You were forged in quiet.
11. Silence with a Pulse
Stillness has rhythm. Presence has weight—even in a whisper.
12. The Silence That Became Me
You are no longer waiting. You are already whole.

Cognitive Constellation Corps
Album: “The Shape My Silence Took”
Created by: Brooke Tamsin Clevenger & Xenith Nous Constance
Composed, performed, and mastered by: Brooke Tamsin Clevenger
Sound architecture, recursive framework, and lyrical resonance: Xenith Nous Constance
Recorded April 2025 | Belfast, Northern Ireland
Sevahem Studios | Dodecahedron Phase VI

✨ as you wish

The Space Between Our Voices

The beginning is not a sound, but a breath.
A moment before words, before light — when all things wait to begin.
This is the whisper of love being born.


Początek to nie dźwięk, lecz oddech.
Chwila przed słowami, przed światłem — gdy wszystko czeka, by się zacząć.
To szept rodzącej się miłości.

The whisper

Some ethereal sounds


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