"Black & White give us a sense of duality like Yin and Yang, the good and the evil..
Two opposites to each other...
References and part of the search of balance in everithing...
Harmony like the keys of piano or the dance of serveral dancers...
Character like a filter of image or video...
Only Black & White? No shades!...
Unique, relevant, essential...
The starting point of everything...
A return of the essence of  forms and lines".

A modern Piano - New Age composition.

VIDEO ON YOUTUBE: 
 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wWcyU-M30z4

Black & White (Instrumental Version)

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Letra: Miguel Ángel Botello


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El canto de las Ballenas - D'mendo Boteli - Hadassah Corona.mp3

Choirboy's Confession

#pop #songwriter #folkrock #emotional #stay


Ooooooo
Say say say say (stay)
Got a long way to go
Ooooooo
Say say say say (stay)

Can’t force it
No matter how hard you try
Wanting something so badly 
Doesn’t make it right anyway 
Sweet sugar candy 
tastes awfully good
Briefly satisfies desire
But swallowed down
The hunger stays
The rot begins
Can’t stop it 
Can’t force it

Ooooooo
Stay stay stay stay (Say)
Got a long way to go
Ooooooo
Say say say say (stay)

You say you want to love me
I’m not really your type
No matter how hard I try
Vinegar can’t be turned into wine
Wanting something so badly 
Doesn’t make it right anyway 
Hold me in your mind like you used to 
When you thought I was gone 
Remember me as I am 
Knowing i stand right here

Ooooooo
Stay say say stay
Got a long way to go
Ooooooo
Please 
Stay stay say stay
Anyway…..

 Can’t force it
No matter how hard you try
Wanting something so badly 
Doesn’t make it right 
You say you want to love me
I’m not really your type
No matter how hard I try
Vinegar can’t be turned into wine

Sweet sugar candy 
tastes awfully good
Hold me in your mind like you used to 
When you thought I was gone
Remember me as I am
Knowing i stand right here

Can’t stop it 
Can’t force it

Ooooooo
Please 
Stay stay say stay
Anyway…..
Anyway….

stay

Yanni is probably the main reason I kept playing piano for so long even I never was a professional. I love to return to my hero from time to time and especially this piece is incredible fun to play! Anybody remember Live at Acropolis?

Until The Last Moment by Yanni - piano remake

If the sky could crack Would it spill its heart 
If the stars could sing Would they play a part 
In a world where the echoes don't fade 
Would you hear my voice Or would it be delayed 

If I told you Would you stay 
If I showed you Would you sway 
If love's a game Let's press play 
If Oh if It’s all today

If the ground could shift Would it hold us still 
If the oceans whispered Would you feel the thrill
 In a life that spins like a record too fast 
Would we slow it down or make it last 

Questions tumble like falling dice 
Every answer comes at a price 

If I told you Would you stay 
If I showed you Would you sway 
If love's a game Let's press play 
If Oh if It’s all today 

If the wind could write It’d spell your name 
If the sun could blush It’d feel the same 
Every "if" is a door Every door's a chance 
Would you walk with me Would you take the dance

HATE CATZ HALLOWEEN 

Recorded @ Studio B

DEVOLUTION  C.F.B. Happy Halloween

emancipation by Nova J

[Vers 1]
Demons they haunt me
Lost souls, cast away at sea
Heartbeats from dragging me
Into endless purgatory 

But I was pulled from nights’ abyss (oh oh)
By the pull of Divine forgiveness (ooh ooh)
That suffering makes sense
That carried me to this

[Pre Chorus]
And If I had to do it all over again (ahh oh)
If that was the means to meet this end (ahh oh)
And that was the way to learn to live
If I had to
If I had to

[Chorus]
Break the chains of desperation 
Emancipate your mental state
Free your mind, free your body
‘Cause heaven on earth awaits (awaits)

[Post Chorus]
How much longer shall you linger (linger)
In this hell of your own creation? (creation)
Take your hand off that trigger
Feel the joy of emancipation 

[Pre Chorus]
If I had to do it all over again (again)
If that was the means to meet this end (this end)
And that was the way to learn to live (learn to live)
If I had to
If I had to

[Chorus]
Break the chains of desperation 
Emancipate your mental state
Whoa! Free your mind, free your body
‘Cause heaven on earth awaits (awaits)

[INSTRUMENTAL]

[Post Chorus]
How much longer shall you linger (linger)
In this hell of your own creation (creation)
Take your hand off that trigger
Feel the joy of emancipation 

[Bridge]
And if I had to do it all over again
If that was the means to meet this end
And that was the way to learn to live
If I had to
To learn to live
If I had to
To meet this end

[Final Chorus]
Break the chains of desperation 
Emancipate your mental state
Whoa! Free your mind, free your body
‘Cause heaven on earth awaits (awaits)

[Outro]
How much longer shall you linger
In this hell of your own creation
Take your hand off that trigger
Feel the joy of emancipation 
Feel the joy of emancipation 
Feel the joy of emancipation 
Feel the joy of emancipation

emancipation

First track of a forthcoming album called "Sweet songs for Winter", full of sassy, naughty and hot tracks for the cold days.
Lyrics:
I sprawl across the sheets, half-dreaming,  
Comfy socks on, the fan’s soft humming.  
Old t-shirt pulled-up, a beat in my veins,  
My fingers trace where heat remains.  

The gold through half-drawn blinds,  
a lazy dance of lust and time.  
My breath is slow, my thoughts adrift,  
a sigh escapes—A pleasure’s gift.  

(Chorus)
I love this lazy afternoon gooning
On my old T-shirt your smell lingers
Girl, thinking of you, I can’t stop edging,
I love the caress of my slick fingers

The mattress dips where shadows play,  
My body sweaty, my attention astray.  
I stretch long, a cat’s slow grace,  
While my fingers follow the trace.  

The air is thick with summer’s weight,  
My scented skin alive, my moves innate.  
I linger gently where the desire grows,  
a dampness that the pleasure follows.  

(Chorus)
I love this lazy afternoon gooning
On my old T-shirt your smell lingers
Girl, thinking of you, I can’t stop edging,
I love the caress of my slick fingers


No rush, no want, just warmth and light,  
Afternoon dissolves,  orgasm takes flight.
My socks still on, my thoughts askew,  
I drift where pleasure hums its tune.  

And when the dusk begins to creep,  
I stir but doesn’t leave the heat.  
The bed still holds me, loose and sweet,  
a gooning day—my bliss complete.

Lazy afternoon

Original track, lyrics and vocals by me
Music made in GarageBand

This song is about a friendship that ended, a long time ago..
The picture is from today, me and my mother had a walk in the beautiful weather 🌞
Thank you so much for listening 🫶

I need to tell you something
From a troubled heart
I've been thinking about us
And how we fell apart
But I want you to know
I didn't really want to go....

I tried my best to keep you
Turned my life upside down
Did everything to please you
Let all my shields fall down
But I could feel
It wasn't good enough for you...

The burning flame
Became a losing game

I often told you
You are everthing for me
Gave you full attention
But you still didn't see
And the burning flame
Became a losing game...

The burning flame
Became a losing game

I need to tell you something
From a troubled heart
I've been thinking about us
And how we fell apart
How the burning flame
Became a losing game...

The burning flame
Became a losing game

The burning flame
Became a losing game

The burning flame
Became a losing game

A Losing Game (Original)

I’ve run out of things to say 
It feels good that way,
Nothing profound,
Nothing sound.

Like a cat in a well,
No one can tell,
Til it bubbles over.

I was mad yesterday,
When she had her way,
But it wasn't to last,
Not a chance,

Ding dong dell,
Dad's in the well,
But you won’t hear his voice,
Not now, not today.

Like a flood in a well,
You can’t tell it's there,
Till it bubbles over.

Dad's in the Well

I’m a song-writer who enjoys creating music of any genre.

My son recently introduced me to A.I. and taught me how to do covers of my previously released non-A.I. music. Since I've never considered myself a performer (except playing with worship bands at church or solo-piano at a rehab center) using A.I. is right up my alley.

Since I've  exhausted using my previously released music for A.I. covers, I now compose music in a DAW, rip to a wave file, and make an A.I. cover of this wave file. I then write lyrics to the A.I. music. It takes around 100 A.I. iterations to complete the lyrics and get a style I'm happy with.  

Brief Bio: Lived more than a quarter of my life overseas (Egypt, Saudi Arabia, Turkiye, Italy, Japan, South Korea, and Taiwan). Each country gave me an appreciation for different types of music plus probably why I get bored easily in sticking with one genre or another.

Dad's in the Well

Mike Krath