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Flow of Thoughts is a Francesco Adornetto’s solo piano piece that captures the essence of moving thoughts, evoking a sense of nostalgia. The notes intertwine in a continuous flow, similar to a stream gently flowing through a landscape of memories.

The melody begins with sweet and melancholic tones, evoking images of past moments. The rhythm is delicate yet steady, akin to a thought that gradually develops. The harmonies are rich and complex, adding emotional depth and a sense of introspection.

As the piece progresses, the intensity grows, reflecting the energy of a stream of thoughts that becomes increasingly lively and turbulent. Fast and arpeggiated passages convey a sense of urgency, as if memories and reflections are emerging with force.

Towards the conclusion, the music returns to a reflective calm, closing the circle and bringing the listener back to a state of peaceful contemplation. "Flow of Thoughts" is an emotional journey, a musical meditation on the thoughts and feelings that surface from the depths of the mind, offering an immersive and touching experience.

Flow Of Thoughts

"Starting Over" (demo v2)

Made and played by me on August 16 and September 12, 2024, using sounds e.g. from Yamaha Montage 8 (TX816 Electric Piano), Keyscape (Roland MKS-20 EP sound), Arturia Jup-8 V and UVI SonicPass (Emulator II, Marcato Strings sound).

Edited a little on September 12, 2024 (changed melody a bit & added and modified some chords, added some chorus etc.). Mastered with Ozone 11 on September 12, 2024.

I'm also working on an instrumentalized version. Also, this song could maybe use some lyrics, and it is still something I have to look into. All comments would be more than welcome, especially regarding the melody (it seems that good melodies are pretty challenging to develop).

As two sources of inspiration here I could name Luis Miguel's versions of the songs "Toda una vida" (by the great Osvaldo Farrés) and "Ese momento" (by the great Armando Manzanero).

Starting Over (v2)

Why entropy? Entropy is a measure of disorder and there are always more messy than tidy variations. Entropy is chaos. In art, we strive to bring order and symmetry and thus create an aesthetic beauty that the universe would never create by itself. So, out of the sea of ​​random combinations, the artist must create something meaningful. An artist always tries to bring order to chaos.

Entropy (For more than one guitar)

Axel sent me a tune he had and said " can you do anything with this ? " So I contacted Charlotte and the 3 of us created this super alternative Country song , we do hope you like it ! Well after this one everything is nearly completed but nothing actually is , if you see what I mean , 2 songs with Axel , one with Charlotte , and one with Dave Cooper , who is sunning himself on a Med cruise at this moment in time , lucky bugger ! I might do a couple of remixes just to keep things going , don't know yet , please stay tuned !

Together Again

File Updated: 30th Jan 2025 @ 17:16 GMT

Timing 7/8
Tempo 77bpm
Tuning 440

Lyrics
Are you lost?
Feel beaten?
Wrapped in film…
The costs unreasoned?
Do they matter, the green ones…
Materials, plastics, drones of dream on

Who lost?
Who's been beaten?
Insular sued
The cost for freedom
Be your boss
Make matter mean more
Dreams is on
With Sun we soar

I've not lost?
Feel unbeaten?
Wrapped in film…
The costs unreasoned?
Do they matter, the green ones…
Materials, plastics, drones of dream on

We’ve landed
We’re here
Alien deities with no fear!

Drones of Dream

My son came over and asked to help him revamp an old song of his to a Killer's sound.  Here's our attempt.

I'm a Real Vampire
Song and Lyrics by Matt Krath
Mix by Mike Krath
artwork from hotpot.ai/art-generator
artificially enhanced using SUNO

Lyrics

I’m a real vampire,
You are just a dreamer,
You can never, never, never, never, ever,
Be a real vampire,
Cause you’re just a dreamer,
You can never, never, never, never, ever,
Be like me.

Do you want to be like me?
Do you want to be like me?
You need to sleep all day,
And then we dance all night.
I’m saying…
Do you want to be like me?
Do you want to be like me?
You need to sleep all day,
Then we dance all night.
I’m saying…
Do you want to be like me?
Do you want to be like me?
You need to sleep all day,
Then we dance all night.
I’m saying…

I'm a Real Vampire

I wrote and revised this song based on a short story I wrote about a date gone horribly wrong.

“No! She can’t be here already!” He ran into his bedroom, slammed the door and fell on his plush, king-size bed. He started to breath heavy and then…then…he started to flap his arms in excitement—a very rare type of involuntary movement. “Quack! Quack!” 

Frank Loves Chara
Music and Lyrics by Mike Krath
artwork from hotpot.ai/art-generator
artificially enhanced using SUNO

Lyrics

Frank loved Chara
And Chara loved Frank
But when the doorbell rang,
Frank’s heart sank
His poor heart sank.
And he ran upstairs
And started to quack.

Chara was coming
Chara was coming for dinner
And she was thirty minutes early
And he hadn’t cooked one dish
Much less two.
And he couldn’t stop flapping his arms
This was not the start of best date for two.

Frank loved Chara,
And Chara loved Frank
And Chara smiled
And Chara clapped
And she knocked on the door
Waiting for Frank to open.

But Frank was upstairs,
Locked in his room
Flapping his arms
Frank had quacked up
This was not Frank’s day.
But Chara she just stayed.

Chara was coming
Chara was coming for dinner
And Frank was flapping his arms upstairs
And there was not much they could do
Except have the worst start of a date for two.

Frank loved Chara

Frank Loved Chara

Life ain't fair, no, 
it ain't a level game 
Some get all the sunshine,
 some just feel the rain.

 We're dealt these random hands, 
and play the cards we're given 

But the house is always winning,
 the odds are always driven. 

Life ain't fair, 
a bitter truth I know
 But somewhere in the chaos,
 a flicker starts to grow.


Life ain't fair, 
no, 
it ain't a level game Some get all the sunshine, some just feel the rain. 

We're dealt these random hands, 
and play the cards we're given 

But the house is always winning,
 the odds are always driven. 

Maybe it's not about winning, 
or reaching some grand prize 
Maybe it's finding strength, 
in the tears that fill our eyes. 

Maybe it's building bridges, 
with others lost and weak 
Maybe it's finding meaning,
 in the words we barely speak.

Life ain't fair, a bitter truth I know

Life ain't fair, a bitter truth I know


Produced in the
ARAPA Music Studio
Sydney - Australia

Bitter Truth

A country version of my original song.  I think country better expresses the singer's lament.

I Saw a Man in the Dark
Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath
artificially enhanced using SUNO

Lyrics

I saw a man in the dark
last night
It wasn’t me,
Couldn’t be,
Shouldn’t be,
Oh no. 

I saw a man give in
to himself
It wasn’t me, 
couldn’t be,
Shouldn’t be
oh no.

Days and days
And months between
And years and years
And no between
And what is left
But solid thoughts
Of wasted opportunities 
And life goes on,
Keeps going on
When I just want to quit

Did I love my children,
their friends,
my spouse,
will my love be
in their memories
when I'm gone?

I saw a man in the dark
last night
It wasn’t me,
Couldn’t be,
Shouldn’t be,
Oh no.

I Saw a Man in the Dark

This is based on an old short story of mine, shortened to make it into an AI song. What I like about AI is the instant ability to see what styles you can strive for.  In this case, this is Comedy Rock. 

Hot Dish
Lyrics: Mike Krath
AI generated art, music and vocals by Suno

Lyrics:

"I hope you enjoy my hot dish,” Mrs. Anders said to Eddie and his girlfriend, Marge.
     “I’m sure I will,” Eddie said. “I love spicy foods.” 
"Me, too!" Marge cooed.
Eddie took a fork and shoved a heaping portion of the steaming dish into his mouth, but suddenly he spit it across the table. “Ow! It’s hot!”
    He dropped his fork so that a little splatter of the food hit Marge’s arm and gave her a  third-degree burn.
     “What ish thish stuff,” he asked with a swollen tongue.
     “It’s my hot dish,” Mrs. Anders said.
     “What type of food?”
     “Nothing special," Mrs. Anders said, "a few things here and there. Why? You want the recipe?”
     “It’s doesn’t have any taste, "Eddie said, "It’s just hot.”
    "You really can't taste it?" Mrs. Anders dished out more steaming substance from the bottom of the dish and brought it close to his face, burning his eyebrows. "Here, try it again."
    Eddie's eyes bulged out.
     He spit the food all over  Marge who suffered her second third-degree burn. He took the pitcher of water off the table and guzzled it down. “Gulp, gulp, gulp.”
     “What are you trying to do?” he demanded. “Kill us all?”
     “I don’t know what happened,” Mrs. Anders said. “I must have kept the food on high too long in the oven. Forgive me, I didn’t know it was that hot.”
     “Oh… alright,” they said. “All is forgiven.”
     “Really?” Mrs. Anders said.
  She rushed to the kitchen and came out with a plateful of small white pastries. “Take one.”
"Finally something cool!" Eddie said, and raced with his  girlfriend Marge to  pop the cakes into their mouths not realizing that in the center of the cake was not just a hot pepper, but one of the hottest peppers known to mankind -- a ghost pepper!
     Mrs. Anders smiled. “Well? How do you like it now? Well?”
      Marge blacked out and fell face down into the hot dish. Eddie lost his sense of taste and  stood with steam coming out of his eyes and ears.
"Well? How do you like it now? Well?"
“Whaaaaahhhh!  Waaaahhhhh!" “Whaaaaahhhh!  Waaaahhhhh!”
Whaaaaaahhhh!  Whaaaaaaahhh!
Whaaaaaahhhh!  Whaaaaaaahhh!
Whaaaaaahhhh!  Whaaaaaaahhh!
Whaaaaaahhhh!  Whaaaaaaahhh!
Whaaaaaahhhh!  Whaaaaaaahhh!

Hot Dish

Music and lyrics: Mike krath 
artificially enhanced using SUNO 

Lyrics

Hey, Hey,
Hey, Hey

The marbles I just got back in my brain,
Have fallen out and rolled away again,
Rolled away again. 

All because you made me mad,
By all you did and said,
You drove me mad again
By all you did and said.

The marbles I just got back in my brain,
Fell out and rolled away, instead.
And now you tell me the sun is shining
To burn away all my gray,

And you stepped on my hands,
Trying to pick myself up,
All in a beautiful disarray. 

Interlude

The marbles I just got back in my brain,
Have fallen out and rolled away again,
Rolled away again. 

Ha-ha, and you're not even sad,
and I'm stark raving mad,
Ha-ha, and you're not even sad,
and I'm stark raving mad,

Ha-ha, you taught me how to laugh again.
And you're not even sad,
And I'm stark raving mad.

The marbles I just got back in my brain,
Have fallen out and rolled away again,
Rolled away again. 
But all in a beautiful disarray,
All in a beautiful disarray.

Rolled Away Again

Here We Are Once Again
Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath

Lyrics

Well…here we are once again,
Alone in this cafe,
The place we began as friends,
All on a sunny day.
While everyone else sat outside,
Watching the world go by,
We sat and fell in love,
Thanks to the by and by.

Chorus 
Here we are once again,
At the table where it all began,
Eating food and enjoying life,
And with you … my wife.

Verse 2
Do you hear the birds outside
Chirping loudly above?
What was passed down from years ago
When we first confessed our love
Overheard when we were young,
And now repeated from the beaks of doves,
Can you hear them? It’s easy.
They’re all singing our song.

Chorus 
Here we are once again,
At the table where it all began,
Eating food and enjoying life,
And with you … my wife.

Verse 3
Oh…I can’t think of anywhere else,
I’d rather be,
Than with the memories of you and I here,
Having our first cup of tea.
And to cherish this very moment,
With the woman I adore,
Nothing could make me any happier,
Or to want anything more.

Here We Are Once Again

The ghost of you

One More Shot of Courage

Bonus Track - See You Next Tuesday (Otherwise I’m Divin’ for Clams)

THE END OF ATLANTIS-instrumental F Bourgouin

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.

Hot Dish

Mike Krath

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