MBStudio91 crew Trapparappa drum bass guitar  Magilla guitars  Baboo  mixing Trooper voice sampling and computer programming 


The shore I walk is made of sand
That slips away beneath my feet
Familiar paths on shifting land
Where cold and warm Atlantic currents meet
Your voice, a bell across the waves
I know the sound, but not the tune it saves

And I'm reaching through the haze
For a familiar door
I'm learning you again
As I have done before
In this fading light, hold on tight
I'm still your father, I'm still your son
Our tapestry's not quite undone

You show me photographs in gilded frames
And speak of days I cannot see
I feel the love, but not the names
Like a river flowing to a nameless sea
Your hand in mine, a steady grace
A lighthouse beam in this uncertain space

And I'm reaching through the haze
For a familiar door
I'm learning you again
As I have done before
In this fading light, hold on tight
I'm still your father, I'm still your son
Our tapestry's not quite undone

I see the patience in your eyes, the quiet, weary war
The constant, gentle realignment of what we're living for
You rebuild the bridge each morning, though you know it may not hold
A story that we have to write, not one that's simply told
This is not a farewell, it's a different way to love
A puzzle we are solving with the push and pull and shove.


The picture's soft... the edges blur...
But the canvas remains... a comforting stir...
In this fading light... we are enough...
I'm still your father...
I'm still your son...
...We are enough.

Fading Light

Music and keyboards, computer graphic&programming
and some noise...  work on Ableton LIVE, Synapse DUNE and Lennar Digital Sylenth and more Q 
"Music Held in Old Frames,
For Ears That Tame Wild Beats.
60 Years, 3x20 Brains –
Crafting Sound Since ’86."


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Magilla 
Trapparappa

make music make noise make happiness and destroy low budget woofers

Fading Light

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