GARDEN OF SENTIMENT

I wanted to write a little love song about people just as they meet sometimes it works out great

It Could be Magic

I am not a religious person
Happy New Year! 

Come gather round people
You won’t believe the news
The war has ended
And there is peace on earth, it's true!

The people made their stand
Arm in arm, and hand in hand
And there is freedom in our land

No more poverty and greed
No more homeless in the streets
No more leaders telling lies
No more borders to divide 

All the world has become one
And we’re righting all the wrongs
Can’t you hear the song
And angels sing above
Songs of grace, songs of love
And it gives us hope again
As they sing their sweet refrain
Throughout the land

“Peace on earth to everyone”

Peace On Earth (Christmas '24)

Live Reflexion#021

12 string guitar and Turkish Saz ..

photo . Me in Türkiye enjoying a glass of Turkish  cáy (tea) 

Dance over sadness

Eine Zusammen Arbeit mit Karin Maria - Brunner
Vielen Dank Karin Maria, dass du mich angefragt hast für dieses Jazz Album. Hat viel Freude bereitet.

Instrumente :  Vibraphone, Drums, Piano, Synthesizer, Bass, Guitar

Veröffentlicht von:

iMD-KMB
Erscheinungsdatum :
11. November 2023
P-Linie:
℗ 2023

Travel to Spring

Chapter 217 of 266

Enter the enigmatic world of "TAFFETA," a musical tapestry woven from the threads of dreams and tragedy. Born from a single night of profound dreaming, this ambitious project embarks on an exploration of the human psyche through the language of instrumental music.

This is a five-year project, comprising of what will eventually end at 266 chapters, each is a standalone piece of sonic artistry, "TAFFETA" unfolds like a novel, with each composition serving as a chapter in a larger narrative. Crafted with meticulous care and creative fervor, every piece is birthed within the span of a week, capturing the essence of inspiration in its purest form.

But "TAFFETA" is more than just a collection of songs; it's a journey of the soul. Set against the backdrop of loss and longing, the project follows the story of a woman who slips into a coma following the untimely death of her husband. Through the evocative power of music, listeners are transported into her world, where emotions ebb and flow like the tides of a restless sea.

Week by week, each chapter of "TAFFETA" unfolds on SoundCloud, inviting audiences to immerse themselves in its haunting beauty. From cinematic compositions to haunting electronic soundscapes, each piece adds a layer to the intricate tapestry of sound, weaving a narrative that transcends the boundaries of language.

As listeners embark on this sonic voyage, they are invited to ponder the mysteries of existence, to confront the depths of sorrow and the resilience of the human spirit. "TAFFETA" is not merely a musical project; it's an experience—a testament to the transformative power of music to touch hearts, stir souls, and awaken the imagination.

If you wish to take a dive into everything that has come before:
The TAFFETA Albums each contain 15 consecutive tracks and are available for free, exclusively on Bandcamp.

TAFFETA VOL. 13 release is out now exclusively on Bandcamp .https://belialpelegrim.bandcamp.com/album/taffeta-vol-13

TAFFETA VOLUMES 1-13 are all available on Bandcamp. 

COVER YOUR TORSO WITH TAFFETA! Check out the official TAFFETA t-shirt!
https://belialpelegrim.bandcamp.com/merch/belial-pelegrim-official-taffeta-design

The TAFFETA Playlist is always kept up to date:
soundcloud.com/belial-pelegrim/sets/taffeta-a-266-part-musical?si=d46fc7ad1b50446dadc7ce3ffe1a1b02&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

TAFFETA | 217

A new composition.......a bit of acoustic blues
Lyrics:

Before I was born, I was just a whisper
Floating through the ether, no pulse, no picture
After I die, I will fade like a dream
Caught in silence, or part of a stream

Born with a silver spoon, or a hand-me-down coat
Every thread of our story, a fragile little boat
We sail through the storms, in this ocean of time
Seeking the answers in verses and rhymes

So, in between, oh what must we do
The choice to be good or let darkness break on through
Are we lost in the shuffle, or dancing by chance
Is it fate that decides, or a scripted romance

Years rolled on, from zero to sixty-eight
Moments like sand, slipping through fate
We count every heartbeat, we measure each year
As the clock starts to tick down, who do we hold dear

In this tapestry woven of laughter and pain
Some say they seek purpose, while others just remain
In the fleeting existence, we search for the light
As we walk through the shadows, till the end of the night


So, in between, oh what must we do
The choice to be good or let darkness break on through
Are we lost in the shuffle, or dancing by chance
Is it fate that decides, or a scripted romance
Is it fate that decides, or a scripted romance

Music and Lyrics by Len Bennati FM Folk 2025

So In Between (Remaster)

THANKGODYOUFOUNDME

Exiled (Early Demo)

Chapter Five of a concept album about a rock band performing their first celebrated gig whilst the world comes to an end.

Ch 05 - There Was a Time - Reflecting on what could have been, with great regret

THERE WAS A TIME
I should have listened to my will
My instincts threw me down the hill

CHORUS1
There was a time when it was all in my hands
The trembling fans in awe
There was a time when I should have taken a stance
That was really my chance but no more

I'm not one to often regret
But I've misgivings I can't forget

CHORUS2
There was a time when I threw it away
Saved it for another day that's gone
There was a time when I'd do what I preach
But that is out of my reach so move on

So gather around I was a star
That glittered just from far too far away

CHORUS 1 & 2

There Was A Time

Prolific musician, author, photographer and oddity.  With influences ranging from the lofi pop of Guided by Voices, the gothic melodrama of Nick Cave, the glam of Bowie and the nakedness of Iggy Pop - this is Marc Freak.  Former frontman of Freak Circus and Dead Joe.  An experiment in DIY and lofi.  The odd bum note here, the even odder bum note there.  But with art do we care?