Le Cri

une petite  ballade jazzy, dans laquelle j'ai tenté de laisser les boucles pour jouer chacune des sonorités ( vocales ou instrumentales) du morceau

petite balade sous la pluie

Waiting

Verse 

I fed the algorithm heartbreak and beer,
It gave me a fiddle and a crowd to cheer.
Lines of code with a honky-tonk beat,
Digital dust on these boots of my feet.

Verse 

I asked the chatbot for a cowboy rhyme,
It gave me a lasso and a pickup line.
Silicon saddle on a digital horse,
Riding the future on a country course.

Chorus

My DAW’s got more twang than my drawl,
Suno’s spitting banjos down the hall.
I’m coding heartbreak with a steel guitar,
A I meets country — and it’s who we are.

Bridge 

Plugged-in banjos, neon skies,
We’re boot-scootin’ through the cloud tonight.
Tradition’s heartbeat, future’s spark,
A I meets country — lighting up the dark.

Chorus

My DAW’s got more twang than my drawl,
Suno’s spitting banjos down the hall.
I’m coding heartbreak with a steel guitar,
A I meets country — and it’s who we are.

Outro

So raise your phones and stomp your boots,
A I’s got roots in country roots.
Legacy and laughter, heartbreak and cheer,
A I meets country — the anthem of the year.

ai-meets-country.mp3

156 - In The Wake Of A Whispered Spark

Space Transfusion

Wicked Game LIVE cover

Composer: Johannes Ockeghem (1410-1497) from the book The Medieval Collection. Recorder trio for 2 sopranos and 1 Tenor. 

D'un Aultre Amer

Yes, my page is fucking comedy. If you cannot figure it out then just leave. It's free for now, but that all depends. Honestly, I look at Insights and just laugh at whoever listens, that means you if you listen and if you listen multiple times then I just laugh harder and harder.


well
i'm alone
and my husband
out fuckin someone 
i guess
probably payin for some pussy
even though mine 
is the best

stupid mother fucker
somethin he don't  see
wasting all our money
on sloppy pussy

i tell him
i know you
mother fucker
and you can beg
say please
but you ain't fuckin me
i ain't getting no disease

so you fuck off now
get the fuck away from me
get your ass out the door
go fuck your fuckin whore
don't want you no fuckin more
and you are a fuckin bore
fuck you and your fuckin chores
and your mother is a whore
and you got a little dick
and you make me fucking sick
your fuckin father is an ass
and you got no fuckin class
and you horrible at math

and then i told him

i really never loved you
and you never a good screw
pretty useless,that is you
did i say
fuck your mother too
and your sister is a slut
she take it up the butt
you know exactly what I mean
that's why your soul ain't fucking clean

and God is watching you
and He know just what to do
if you cannot fucking tell
your ass will burn in fucking hell
your fucking family as well

he looked at me
and 
he said

baby, i love you

and i said

ain't that nice

but, honey

why the fuck are you still here
did i not make it fucking clear
get the fuck out of my face
i mean, right now please leave this place
and i think it's fucking funny
but you  no longer have any money


and

baby

know this

you know longer have a job
i told your boss you're a worthless slob
and then i learned about his life
and that he doesn't have a wife
so we went out on a date
actually, we just fucked. yes we mate
can you fucking comprehend
i'm serious. this ain't pretend

baby

life is nowwwwwwwwww

absolutely

mother fucking just over for fucking you
there aint shit that you can do
you gonna be livin on the streets
fuckin anyone to eat
but you never will
because you ain't no fuckin thrill

seriously, baby

fucking look at you
and the stupid shit you do

and i must ask, honey

why the fuck are you still here

you're so fucking stupid
i truly fear
that you have fucking sisters
fucking brothers
so i wonder about the others

please baby

now
get the fuck away from me

and i truly hope

you

i never ever will see

My Last Words He Ever Heard

"Break on Through to the Other Side" | The Doors Cover (2025).

Lush film orchestra textures—strings, harp, and subtle woodwinds—the piece unfolds episodically, each section exploring shifting moods, Baritone and tenor saxophones trade soaring, expressive solos over romantic, sweeping harmonies, entwined with mysterious undertones from muted brass and low percussion, Bridges feature haunting orchestral swells, maintaining a cinematic, immersive atmosphere throughout.

Prescience

Composing 50 years.  You will find every genre here.

A note about AI assist:

Regarding all my instrumentals, I composed the original works and possess the original manuscripts.  

My compositions are the source material, and for AI assist where used, I create the prompts and style instructions (which is time consuming and require hours of trial and error) at suno.com to produce the final version of the works which I feel are best. What you hear finally is at times the best of perhaps dozens of variations after much work is put in to produce the final outcome.  I try to find the right balance between what I composed originally, and what I envision is perhaps a better result with the assistance of AI.  I also aim for a realistic reproduction should live performance ever be a consideration.

For songs with Lyrics, I am the lyricist in every case, and the music is built from AI where I provide specific instructions as to style, genre, tone, key, and so forth. 

Some tracks are exceptions to the above descriptive process, and when this occurs that track itself will include how the track was developed in its description.

Prescience

Mark_Bloss

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