Not everyone is on holiday, even in the heat of summer. Some still work while the city falls silent, stretched under a long, empty day. I can’t tell if the man expects something to happen; to me, it feels like nothing will happen today either. Anyway, everything's good.

This is the third in a series of eight easy, acoustic, rather short, and deliberately inconclusive tracks, assembled by combining new ideas with reworked older material, adding parts and sounds along the way.

Part 1 here: https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/in-case-nothing-happens-part-1-night
Part 2 here: https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/in-case-nothing-happens-part-2-dawn
Part 4 here: https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/in-case-nothing-happens-part-4-late-afternoon
Part 5 here: https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/in-case-nothing-happens-part-5-night-again

Composed by Michele Ansani (2020-2025 - this is a remake with a lighter sound and standard guitar tuning of a piece I already posted last year: https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/imperfections).
All the ambient noises are taken from public sound archives. Female vocals are courtesy by Black Octopus.
Posted on SoundCloud: 2025, August 23.

In case nothing happens - part 3 (noon)*

There's a time for silence, and there's a time we really should talk...

Teu silêncio é uma nau com todos os mastros quebrados.
O teu sorriso flutua entre os homens de vigia,
exemplo paradigmático de eficaz ortodontia.
Teu semblante eletrostático é uma escada para as nuvens,
irritante enciclopédia de problemas insolúveis.
Eu até senti paixão ao ler o enunciado:
"Dado um muro, determine o que está do outro lado."
Fiz as contas, pressupondo seres tu excelente pessoa.
Mas o muro inexpressivo aborrece, e até magoa.
E quanto mais eu persisto, esforçando a mente cansada,
mais me invade uma suspeita de a resposta, ao fim, ser nada.
E nada é o que diz o mar ao homem que nele se afoga,
enquanto lhe nega o dom de um colete ou uma piroga. 
Bem-aventurado o homem a quem mulher sem mistérios
exibe o que tem na alma, com beijos ou vitupérios.

Your silence is a ship with all its masts broken.
Your smile floats among the men on watch,
a paradigmatic example of effective orthodontics.
Your electrostatic countenance is a ladder to the clouds,
an irritating encyclopedia of insoluble problems.
I even felt passion when I read the problem statement:
"Given a wall, determine what's on the other side."
I did the math, assuming you were an excellent person.
But the inexpressive wall annoys, even hurts.
And the more I persist, straining my weary mind,
the more I am seized by a suspicion that the answer, in the end, will be nothing.
And nothing* is what the sea says to the man drowning in it,
while denying him the gift of a lifejacket or a canoe.
Blessed is the man to whom a woman without mysteries
displays what she has in her soul, with kisses or insults.

* In Portuguese "nada" means both "nothing" and "swim"

Teu Silêncio

Mi versión de esta potente canción del grupo de rock PIXIES.
He usado:
DAW: Cubase 14 Pro
Mastering: Ozone 11 Standard
Batería: Groove Agent 5
Plugin de sintes y bajos: HALION 7 Y KONTAKT.

My version of this powerful song by the rock group PIXIES.

I hope you like it.

Gouge Away (Pixies) COVER BY DELAFLOR

This is my first attempt at techno.  Hope you enjoy!

What Tomorrow Will Bring

｢アメリアのもう一つのテーマ～MELLOW MEMORIES」

Concept music for a graphic novel.

Music composed and performed by Thomas O'Higgins Horna.
Produced at Kolima Forest Studios.

Cover art: "Birthday of the grandmother" (c. 1890), by Olga Boznańska.
Edited by me.

This track is not to be used to train AI.


L'AUTRE THEME D'AMELIA

Ｌ＇ＡＵＴＲＥ･ＴＨＥＭＥ･Ｄ＇ＡＭＥＬＩＡ

F-Sleepy Coffee

Cast of Characters:
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Warwick fretless four-string bass and Fender Stratocaster
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – electric piano 
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken -- drums
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark –- percussion, VST flute, and production editing
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender Stratocaster electric guitar
The Beautiful Dark -- @thebeautifuldark -- Carl --  vocals and lyrics
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen — production, mix, and mastering

This song began more than a year ago, when Josh created a song out of a looper beat with his four string fretless bass. It sat on the shelf until a few weeks ago, when he shared it with JJ, who was in creative mode one Saturday evening. Josh had actually forgotten that he'd added a bass line to it, and thought he was just passing on a looper beat for JJ to play with. 
  However, JJ heard it, and was so excited that added his magical electric piano part, making it sound like a real song, instead of just drums and a bass. Ken also heard some magic in here, because he came up with his own brilliant beat to replace the looper that was used in for the seed. Mark was next to throw in, adding the striking drum pattern breakdown, and the thrilling flute solo, as well. Tez came in shortly after, adding his thrilling guitar to the mix. After everyone had added their parts, Josh came back and added two guitar parts, the simple low end line, as well as the high strumed triads. At this stage, Mark did some editing, as it is in his skill set, and made it less dense and easier to listen to. 
  Now that the song was musically complete, out newest member, Carl, dropped the amazing vocals you hear, singing his original lyrics. After Carl was done sprinkling his magic in it, we needed an able producer to bring out the magic of the recordings. Good thing we have a trained producer to do the job in Stephen, who mixed and mastered it superbly, as always. 
  This is Eclectic Collective's first fore into the afrobeat genre, although a few of us are really big fans already, and Josh has a few other originals in this genre buried on his page, as well. As always, we all enjoyed the process of hearing this one come together. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed making it.

Lyrics

Juice our Jah
Chalice of chime
Shooting star
Great rhythm
There's blood in the brine

Suture Sun
Grand heaven high
Some clan gone cruel
Needing collective eye

Eclectic host
Hoist our hale
Mused healing feast
Musical breeze as gale

Afro beat
Oh melody sweet
Beat afro
Show us where to go

Kalakuta Kingdon - [Eclectic Collective]

Cast of Characters:
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Warwick fretless four-string bass and Fender Stratocaster
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – electric piano
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken -- drums
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark –- percussion, VST flute, and production editing
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender Stratocaster electric guitar
The Beautiful Dark -- @thebeautifuldark -- Carl -- vocals and lyrics
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen — production, mix, and mastering

This song began more than a year ago, when Josh created a song out of a looper beat with his four string fretless bass. It sat on the shelf until a few weeks ago, when he shared it with JJ, who was in creative mode one Saturday evening. Josh had actually forgotten that he'd added a bass line to it, and thought he was just passing on a looper beat for JJ to play with.
However, JJ heard it, and was so excited that added his magical electric piano part, making it sound like a real song, instead of just drums and a bass. Ken also heard some magic in here, because he came up with his own brilliant beat to replace the looper that was used in for the seed. Mark was next to throw in, adding the striking drum pattern breakdown, and the thrilling flute solo, as well. Tez came in shortly after, adding his thrilling guitar to the mix. After everyone had added their parts, Josh came back and added two guitar parts, the simple low end line, as well as the high strummed triads. At this stage, Mark did some editing, as it is in his skill set, and made it less dense and easier to listen to.
Now that the song was musically complete, out newest member, Carl, dropped the amazing vocals you hear, singing his original lyrics. After Carl was done sprinkling his magic in it, we needed an able producer to bring out the magic of the recordings. Good thing we have a trained producer to do the job in Stephen, who mixed and mastered it superbly, as always.
This is Eclectic Collective's first fore into the afrobeat genre, although a few of us are really big fans already, and Josh has a few other originals in this genre buried on his page, as well. As always, we all enjoyed the process of hearing this one come together. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed making it.

Juice our Jah
Chalice of chime
Shooting star
Great rhythm
There's blood in the brine

Suture Sun
Grand heaven high
'Some clan gone cruel
Needing collective eye

Eclectic host
Hoist our hale
Mused healing feast
Musical breeze as gale

Afro beat
Oh melody sweet
Beat afro
Show us where to go

Kalakuta Kingdom (Eclectic Collective)

Hey girls, ever had a crush in the gym locker room ?
Lyrics:
The gym lights hum low as she steps close,  
her sun-tanned skin glistens of recent sweat.  
I breathe her in, deeply like a tropical rose 
Her curly hair cascades, dark and wet.

Her white tank top clings, like a second skin,  
outlining the mounts and valleys of her six pack.  
Burning of desire, my fingers itch to begin,  
A sweet and sexy game with no turning back.  

(Chorus):
I’d like to lick your body.
I’d like to sink in your sweat. 
Let me worship your beauty.
I’d like to be your pet !

Her breath still ragged, her chest still rising,  
I watch the drops slide down her breast.  
I’d like to catch them, taste their salty tracing. 
Would I shiver when she’ll be undressed ?

She peels off her socks, smiling at my gaze,  
Sore muscles flexing beneath the sheen.  
The white room hums with her sexy blaze,  
Like a furnace of desire I’d gladly burn in.  

(Chorus):
I’d like to lick your body.
I’d like to sink in your sweat. 
Let me worship your beauty.
I’d like to be your pet !


(Bridge)
The locker room is quiet, waiting,  
steam curls around her like a veil.  
I ache to be the towel embracing,  
to worship where the heat is frail.  

She turns, naked, her eyes a slow ignition.  
She smirks at the way I stare too long.  
No words—just sweat and my submission,  
Her muscular body, the place I belong.

Sweat and Desires

I don’t sing well! I’ve been told I can’t hit a pitch! .. If you agree.. okay .. if you enjoy.. okay! Not reinventing the @ wheel! .. Just trying to sing! Not anywhere true singers.. just for fun!🙌🙏🕺🏼

Is It My Move,Yet?  Mostly Vocals

For Alan Turing [2011]

Played by the composer

For Alan Turing [part three]

I'll follow you back when SC lifts the follower limit (!)
Loving listening to everyone's music on here :-))))))))))

For Alan Turing [part three]

Matthew Lee Knowles