Pop indie Band

Midi Mansion

Super relaxed vibey track in the releaxed style of Jack Johnson, Donovan Frankenreiter with a slight African and Latin touch.  Lyrics Co written by Victor van Remoortere and Lo Vera 
Vocals Lo Vera 
Backing Vocals Victor van Remoortere
Electric guitars by Chaim Eysten 
Bass Javier Garcia Vicente 
Acoustic guitars Vincent MacDonald 
Drum programming Vincent MacDonald 
Composition Vincent MacDonald
Mixed by Rogier Grosman
Master by Emastering

Waste Your Weekend - Lo Vera , Victor, VMD

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Lyrics:

The scars on my lips are melting in a deadly kiss
No time to spare when no one's there.
I cannot escape the fear 
That's hiding behind my skin
Like shadows dancing on a grave
 chasing me down for days,
It has been chasing me down for days.

‌Nothing is meant to last forever and in the end we'll find ourselves alone,
Our eyes are forced to see the reason why we're falling back into the darkness we came from when we were born.

‌A black veil covers my face in lace,
Vocal crows surveilling the space,
Following me in the wrong direction
On the cold morning sky
The clouds are bursting into tears
Freezing in time the fears,
The past and the future do not exist.

‌Nothing is meant to last forever and in the end we'll find ourselves alone,
Our eyes are forced to see the reason why we're falling back into the darkness we came from

Freezing in time the fears,
The past and the future do not exist.
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The Past And The Future (Do Not Exist) - with Under a dark light

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I feel you, you're a dark matter that invades my lungs, ravishing inside,
You drag me deeper into space like a satellite
Haunting me backwards, 
A hundred birds of prey with eyes closed forever.

Locked doors, no way to return to catch a glimpse of the Universe as it once was
As I once thought it should be.

I drown into your darkness
Your hand is cold as ice as you grab my waist and take me to your castle.
I watch the flames expand their heat,
Show me the street where the creatures meet in a siamese dream,
 Eternal kiss made of velvet blood and burning tears.

"Thy corpse shall from its tomb be rent:
Then ghastly haunt thy native place,
To suck the blood of all thy race" (Lord Byron)

I drown into your darkness
When I reach for the stars and I can't find those hungry eyes,
Your power over me is nothing but a disguise

And the truth grows by itself, hanging in a solitary tree,
Like candels in a pitch-black winter  
Fades out in cryptic philosophy.
I drown into your darkness
Your hands in leather gloves are covering my eyes and you take me with you...
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Vampire Lullaby (with The Eyes Of Heisenberg)

Last night as I was lying in my bed 
I heard a noise, it must have been your voice
Loud and yet so insignificant
For multiple times you were screaming to be heard
In a silent echo.
And the walls were crumbling down
As I was patiently observing them lose their shine,

The empty shell of all your secrets
Finally fell to the ground
Breaking in pieces
Until I heard no sound.

Suddenly the knocking on the door sent me into a state where I felt alert,
But nothing serious, really,
I knew what it was, 
Insatiable need for Supply,
And me, the Passenger.
I laughed to myself and turned off the electric power,
There were a couple of candles left on the nightstand
That slowly burnt in less than an hour.

The empty shell of all your secrets
Finally fell to the ground
Breaking in pieces
Until I Heard no sound.

After a while I got used to the faux-distressing absence of it
Because nothing hurts like before,
Nothing feels better than this renewed freedom I got,
Watching outside the window I see fragments of a dead season.
Chapter closed, healthy sense of humour,
Though I tried to make amends
I was talking to the wall or what was left of it
Beauty queen, Hairstyle of the Devil,
Once intense, pure fragrance turned to bittersweet white-noise
Like words you couldn't say when you lost your voice.
And I merely lost my mind,
But it was not my game to play and the ship sunk in a short while.

The empty shell of all your secrets
Finally fell to the ground
Breaking in pieces
Until I Heard no sound




Silent Echo

Set Me Free

Changes

Created this song when I was heavily influenced by Bonobo and Odesza.

Palace Talk

This is a homework beat with some asian flair to it. Enjoy!

Haninasuta

Wanted to make a song that has a lot of panning fx to build a unique world. The brass in the track reminds me of walking down Wall Street or something. Check it out and thanks for listening. I appreciate all the support.

This song originally had me talking in different spots and also guitar but I took them out. Let me know if you wanted to hear the original mix.

Tenth Life

Its been a while since I sang on a track. Wanted to try and write some lyrics. The idea is actually like 15 years old but I dusted it off and started working on it again. 

Mixed by Dylan Margerum

The Last Thread

Cover version Fleetwood Mac - Dreams  Simone (prod VMD)

Dreams Cover Fleetwood - Simone (prod VMD)

Hello and welcome to my page! I make all kinds of music and can't stick to a genre but I suppose I'm mostly electronic/indie. I love classical music too and dabble in it every once and a while. 

Thank you for listening and supporting this project! I really appreciate it. 

Enjoy!

The Last Thread

Midi-Mansion