really love that sunset yet nostalgic vibe! great creation!

Haunting atmosphere, great piece....excellent!

Love this. Kind of had an Explosions in the Sky vibe. Strong, but beautifully restrained guitar playing. Nice work!

Great atmosphere and melody, warm feel and tone, excellent song!

Gravity 140 BPM

You may notice some similarity to „Charlie”, song by The Mysterious Town of Oak Hill. 

There's nothing violent and dreadful about this one. Since I had no idea how to name it, I've opened the book of stories by H. P. Lovecraft at random page (again), and read the part of sentence that goes like this. It's from „The Shadow Over Innsmouth”.

Violently Dreading the Fall of Night in This Decaying and Half-Unlighted Town

Succubus Maximus

5 - 7-2024 Composição

Greensleeves

SOLITARY CRUX

The Pièces froides are two sets of piano pieces composed in March 1897 by Erik Satie. Unpublished until 1912 when Ravel played them publicly, they marked Satie's break from the mystical-religious music of his Rosicrucian and Gymnopodies period (1891–95), and were a harbinger of his humoristic piano suites of the 1910s. 

The title Pièces froides, translated as Cold Rooms or Cold Cuts, is a punning allusion to the dire poverty Satie experienced during his last years living in Montmartre. In July 1896, he had been forced to move into an unheated ground floor closet (he called it a "cupboard”. The space was so small that Satie's camp bed all but blocked the door shut, and on frigid nights he kept warm by sleeping fully dressed with the rest of his clothing piled on top of him.

This the second of the two cold pieces: Danses de travers (Crooked Dances)
1. En y regardant à deux fois (Give it a good look)
2. Passer (Go on)
3. Encore (Again)

Here i've arranged the original solo piano for 2 classical guitars, 12-string, celeste, woodwinds & strings.

cover art: Le Repas Frugal by Picasso

Erik Satie, Pièces Froides

Bother

Chorus
Got a few concepts 
Life serves a purpose
Let’s not shift our focus
My pockets have no surplus (X2)

Left lane right lane
No choice, when it’s all the same
Same game, no picnic 
Systems broke, they won’t fix it
Life is work, what shift is this
Just take up your lane
And mind your own business
No outlet, just gridlock and lockstep 
An influx of Notifications to obligations, not met
Forced to live your pain, then accept your death
Will anyone listen, about the changing climate 
No one hears a silence threats 
Two steps back, why the hell is that
Never really had my footing, and that’s a fact
If it’s established that’s a good thing
But how do we get there from the very beginning

Chorus
Got a few concepts 
Life serves a purpose
Let’s not shift our focus
My pockets have no surplus

Living for a payday, just ain’t good business
It don’t mean wealth or riches
Equal time or payment
That one percent is ruthless, 
Gatekeepers to key places
Holding all the leverage
Been this way for ages
Maintaining just how things are
So no one cannot change it
A never ending circle of henchmen, different faces
political power to start wars
If things ——don’t go their way
That a constant state of play
Armed with well aimed projectile
That can, ruin your whole day
Make no waves, make no mistake,
We’re all in a state of play

Chorus
Got a few concepts 
Life serves a purpose
Let’s not shift our focus
My pockets have no surplus

Got A Few Concepts

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OUTSIDE THE BOX THAT'S OUTSIDE ALL THE BOXES

Passing Time

„Then I looked on all my works that mine hands had wrought, and on the travail 
that I had labored to do: and behold, all is vanity and vexation of the spirit: and 
there is no profit under the sun“.  
(Ecclesiastes, 2:11)

Violently Dreading the Fall of Night in This Decaying and Half-Unlighted Town

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