01/17/2025 There was a time I thought my little songs could actually "change the world"; that perhaps music could make us all more kind, compassionate, tolerant, empathic, less violent, less greedy, or at a minimum, happier. 

I have always hoped we could navigate our differences with words rather than weapons and that humanity could as a whole, truly practice reverence for the planet and all the living creatures who share it with us. 

But, I see now how absolutely naive I was. The despair, suffering, destruction, and apathy that continues now, many years after I wrote this song, has not changed. Some things, are better but many things, are not; however, I remain hopeful that humanity will eventually work things out and I, in any way that I can, will keep trying to make things better. And so I decided, I would finish producing this song and include it in my first album; an album which on many days might be the continuation of a journey, or on other days, the end of a journey.

Track 5 from my album. I hope you enjoy it.

© 2024 Lyrics, Music, Content By Brenda Doss

I should be happy  
With all of my life
I should be satisfied 
But I’m not
Why do I carry 
The weight of the world on my back
Why should I care
When no one else does

I am a slave 
To the thoughts that I have
I need to change the world
With these tired hands 
Don’t turn me off 
Don’t turn me down
Don’t shut me in 
Don’t throw me out
And I might go crazy
But you might come around
       
At the back door 
You will find me
And I might never leave
At the back door 
You will find me
These tired hands are bleeding
 
Should I worry
If it all goes to hell
Can I live my life in apathy
Like everybody else
Why am I here 
What can I change
These reckless times  
I’m not to blame
Isn’t anybody out there
Isn’t anyone afraid

At the back door 
You will find me
And I might never leave
At the back door 
You will find me
Begging on my knees
At the back door 
You will find me
These tired hands are bleeding

I’m your disease
I’m  your despair
I’m like a flea
I’m in your hair
I’m breeding in your conscience
When you don’t want me there

At the back door 
You will find me
And I might never leave
At the back door 
You will find me
Begging on my knees
At the back door 
You will find me
A wounded heart grieves
At the back door 
You will find me yeah yeah yeah

At the back door 
You will find me
And I might never leave
At the back door 
You will find me
Cause I'm begging on my knees
At the back door 
You will find me
A wounded heart grieves
At the back door 
You will find me
These tired hands are reaching

Debut

Back Door

Lost in the Void" is an immersive journey into the depths of melancholy and solitude. With haunting melodies, deep atmospheric textures, and a cinematic arrangement, the track captures the feeling of drifting through an endless abyss. The orchestral layers intertwine with ethereal harmonies, evoking emotions of loss, longing, and the search for meaning in the vast unknown. A piece that speaks to the soul, inviting the listener to embrace the beauty of the void.

Lost in the Void" ist eine eindringliche Reise in die Tiefen der Melancholie und Einsamkeit. Mit eindrucksvollen Melodien, tiefen atmosphärischen Klängen und einem cineastischen Arrangement fängt der Track das Gefühl ein, durch einen endlosen Abgrund zu treiben. Orchestrale Elemente verschmelzen mit ätherischen Harmonien und rufen Emotionen von Verlust, Sehnsucht und der Suche nach Bedeutung in der unendlichen Leere hervor. Ein Stück, das die Seele berührt und den Hörer einlädt, die Schönheit der Dunkelheit zu entdecken.

🎶 Album: Tides of Melancholy
🔗 Folge mir für mehr Musik.

Note: This track was entirely composed, performed, arranged, and produced by myself – without the use of artificial intelligence.
Creating authentic music with real emotion and personality is important to me. Thank you for listening and for your support.

℗ 2025 DestKorn | © 2025 DestKorn. All rights reserved.
Unauthorized use, reproduction, modification or distribution of this track is strictly prohibited and will be prosecuted under applicable law.
℗ 2025 DestKorn | © 2025 DestKorn. Alle Rechte vorbehalten.
Jegliche unautorisierte Nutzung, Vervielfältigung, Bearbeitung oder Verbreitung dieses Tracks ist untersagt und wird rechtlich verfolgt.
Artist & Publisher: Matthias K. / DestKorn
SenneRecord – established 2012

Lost In The Void

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l'art pour l'art - Chiaroscur
April 2025
Duration: 3:10
Listen to the Playlist, l'art pour l'art: https://soundcloud.com/bruce-klepper-1/sets/lart-pour-lart
Cover art painting: Carol Klepper
Cover art lettering: John-Marc Ventimiglia
For guitar, harp, bansuri, Bhutan bells, Tibetan singing bowls, brushed gong, gong, virtual instruments and percussion

l'art pour l'art - Chiaroscur

Cogito Vestrum - The Day After
when a heart falls silent, one that walked beside you for so long.
When the place once filled with life now echoes with absence.
When even the wind seems to whisper,
because silence suddenly says everything.

“The Day After” is a musical farewell.
A journey through emptiness, memory, and grief –
for any soul that once brought light
and now lives on within our hearts.

A continuation of Cogito Vestrum –
a quiet tribute to the beings who touched our lives
and left behind a soundless ache.

Part of the album Tides of Melancholy.
No AI.
Just feeling. Just music. Just truth.

Created with the following instruments:

EastWest Hollywood Strings: Chosen for their cinematic depth, creating grandeur and melancholy, perfectly expressing the contrast between loss and the lingering presence of loved ones.

Spitfire Audio Solo Violine: A solo violin that evokes vulnerability and sorrow, ideal for quiet moments of reflection and grief.

Virharmonic Bohemian Cello: With its warmth and expressiveness, it captures the human element of grief, adding depth and continuity as the cello’s voice lingers on.

Note: This track was entirely composed, performed, arranged, and produced by myself – without the use of artificial intelligence.
Creating authentic music with real emotion and personality is important to me. Thank you for listening and for your support.

Cogito Vestrum - Der Tag danach
wenn ein Herz schweigt, das dich so lange begleitet hat.
Wenn der Platz leer bleibt, an dem einst Leben war.
Wenn selbst der Wind zu flüstern scheint,
weil Stille plötzlich alles durchdringt.

„The Day After“ ist ein musikalischer Abschied.
Eine Reise durch Leere, Erinnerung und Trauer –
für jedes Wesen, das gegangen ist,
und doch in unserer Seele weiterklingt.

Die Fortsetzung von Cogito Vestrum –
ein stiller Tribut an all die Seelen,
die unser Leben berührt haben und uns fehlen.

Teil des Albums Tides of Melancholy.
Ohne KI.
Nur Gefühl. Nur Musik. Nur Wahrheit.

Erstellt mit den folgenden Instrumenten:

EastWest Hollywood Strings: Für cineastische Tiefe und Ausdruck von Verlust und bleibender Präsenz.

Spitfire Audio Solo Violine: Eine Solo-Violine, die tiefste Emotionen wie Trauer und Sehnsucht ausdrückt.

Virharmonic Bohemian Cello: Wärme und Ausdruckskraft, die das menschliche Element des Abschieds verstärken.

Hinweis: Dieser Track wurde vollständig von mir komponiert, aufgeführt, arrangiert und produziert – ohne den Einsatz künstlicher Intelligenz.
Echte Musik mit authentischen Emotionen und Persönlichkeit zu erschaffen, ist mir wichtig. Vielen Dank, dass du zugehört hast und für deine Unterstützung.

℗ 2025 DestKorn | © 2025 DestKorn. All rights reserved.
Unauthorized use, reproduction, modification or distribution of this track is strictly prohibited and will be prosecuted under applicable law.
℗ 2025 DestKorn | © 2025 DestKorn. Alle Rechte vorbehalten.
Jegliche unautorisierte Nutzung, Vervielfältigung, Bearbeitung oder Verbreitung dieses Tracks ist untersagt und wird rechtlich verfolgt.
Artist & Publisher: Matthias K. / DestKorn
SenneRecord – established 2012

Cogito Vestrum - The Day After

I wrote this song 15 years ago for close friend and guitarist Elmer Stone. Elmer and I have collaborated on three songs on Soundcloud but this one is purely a tribute to him and the friendship we have shared for the past thirty-plus years.  It is also a memorial for his wife Bonnie who he lost two years ago. She was a core contributor to his music, life partner, and his best friend.
I am indebted to Mike Fox and Axel Meningen for taking my rough demo of the song and making it a broadcast quality production.  Thank you gentlemen for your time, talents, and belief that the song could be more than I could ever make it on my own.  Hear more of their amazing music @michael-fox-925325997 and @axel-m-501052973  
Good Ol' Boy
Lyrics:
He's a good ol' boy with his good ol' toys,
He likes a beer now and then.
He picks a guitar and dreams of going far,
Don't know the how, or the where, or the when.
The boys in the band play as hard as they can.
And they hitch their wagon to the star,
Of this good ol' boy, this good ol' boy.

He keeps house with his wife, the love of his life,
The kids are all grown and gone.
By the gray in his hair you can tell he still cares
'bout the things that are right and wrong.
And the question comes does it get better than this,
A hard days work and a goodnight kiss,
For this good ol' boy, this good ol' boy.

Bridge:
Well it hasn't been easy, no it's never been easy
But he keeps on keepin' on.
And what hasn't killed him he finds a way
To put into a song, 'bout this good ol' boy
This good ol' boy.

Instrumental break, repeat bridge.

He's a good ol' boy with his share of joys,
And his share of the cares of this world.
When it's all said and done, and his race has been run,
And he rests in the arms of the Lord
Of this good ol' boy, this good ol' boy.
Instrumental to the end.

Good Ol' Boy (Mike, Axel, David)

Additional vcls B.Browning

SOMEONE SAID
DON’T GO MISTAKING PARADISE WITH A HOME ACROSS THE ROAD AND I SAY
DON’T GO MISTAKING WICKED.COM WITH WICKEDMOVIE.COM OH NO
IT MIGHT LEAD YOU INTO A MATTEL GLITCH SOMETHING YOU DON’T REALLY WISH EVEN IF YOU’RE OVER 21
BREAK A LEG DON’T BREAK AN ARM SKIING IN THE TELLURIDE
ET CAETERA MAN AUX ARMES SOUVIENS-TOI, BONNIE AND CLYDE
BEING OVER SEVENTY ONE
I THOUGHT I MIGHT CLICK ON THE LINK COULD I BELIEVE I SAW ? OH NO
OVER 6000 WICKED SCENES
HOW CAN THEY ALL FIT IN ONE SCREEN? OBSCENE MAN OBSCENE
I’D RATHER HAVE THE LAND OF OZ A TALKING GOAT WITH A POINTED HAT A FEMALE CHILD GLINDA THE GOOD ELPHABA GALINDA TIT FOR TAT
SANS COMPTER MADAME MORRIBLE WHAT IS LIFE BUT A SILLY RIDDLE ENFIN BREF
AU FESTIVAL DE TELLURIDE
OU QUE TU SOIS OU MÊME AILLEURS MES MEILLEURS VŒUX DES INVALIDES DE MÉNILMUCHE, DU SACRÉ CŒUR
OUI CAR TOUT ÇA C’EST D’LA BROUTILLE L’IMPORTANT MAN, C’EST LA FAMILLE PAS VRAI ?
REMY MAGALI REBECCA REBECCA REMY MAGALI AND PHYLLIS OF COURSE
HERE’S TO THE SOCCER PLAYERS BON ANNIV BON ANNIV EMMANUEL

Shhh...

Milli Maddox - Habitchual

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