House Of The Rising Sun REKHA IYERN FE + Wet Dogs Music

The Wild Power, #FullContactCompetition
The YT video with this soundtrack was released 18.07.2021: 

https://youtu.be/Lk7mqXEpl70 

Resources used for this track;

Orchestral Tools - Full-Contact competition free sample pack
Spitfire Audio Labs   - Organic Textures
Sonuscore             - Lyrical Cello
Pianobook library for Kontakt - Soft String Spurs
Evolutionseries  - Clar - Duduk
Heavyocity      - Vocalise 2
ProjectSAM Free Orchestra - Pandora Bursts
Xant Audio - Uilleann pipes  
Blackoctopus-sound Nemesis - War of the Gods

The Wild Power

Illusory (Alternate Version)

G&L Tribute ASAT, flange pedal, Amplitube/Cubasis

Fields of Open Fields

Rock(s) From Outer Space 

Icebergs In The Night

I was in the mood to write something heavy and came up with a song inspired by the dread of a diminished 7th chord.  However, there is a counter point to pull it up out of the gloom and impart some beauty.

- Music by: Robin Benjamins, @blunt-force-serenity, BluntForceSerenity.com
- Arranged and produced by: Robin Benjamins
- Photograph: " Black Hole Image of M87" by NASA

Key: C minor, C# minor
Time signature: 15/8
BPM: 67.3

Instruments:
- Arturia KeyLab 88

DAW:
- Mac Pro 12 Core, macOS 10.15.7 (Catalina)
- Apple Logic Pro X 10.6.0
- Plug-ins: Logic Stock, Spitfire Audio – BBC Symphony Orchestra, Ez Drummer, AIR VacuumPro, AIR Loom 64, AIR theRiser
- Focusrite Saffire Pro 40
- Mackie Control Universal

Total Aquarium

Singularity

Mise en ligne: 08/12/2020
Musique, arrangements, mastering, claviers, basse: Cyril MENDEZ

© Cyril MENDEZ 2020, All Rights Reserved.

Immortality

Special music request of Godzilla & his mate 😏:
A monster groove for their city sightseeing tour
👊⚡💥 😱🔜💃🕺 ...

"Feel That Groove,😼Ogre Bro!" created by DudellicAh! (2020)
> musically fragments by MatiniOh! (2003-2008)

MEGALO😈MANIA [Feel That Groove, Ogre👹Bro!]

The astronaut is ambushed by a gang of space pirates while navigating an asteroid field.

Part four of a concept project I'm working on called 'The Astronaut'.

Space Pirates

Another bluesy tune...

Someday somebody’s gone get wise to you
They gone see right through all the things you do
Someday somebody’s gone realize it’s true
Open up your eyes of blue, show your worth to you

What makes somebody want to shut it down, build a wall all around you
And it’s going nowhere, but there’s someone, my dear
Who can see that a light surrounds you
One day you’re find out who...

We all have songs in the past we’ve sung
That can’t be undone, so you move along
Don’t get hung up on mistakes you own
We have surely grown and we’re not alone

If I could find a way to tear it down, take a look around inside you
But I’m outside looking in, and I don’t know where I’ve been
And I can’t give you this love that’s denied you
But somebody’s gonna make your make your dreams come true…

Give you all that you need, give you love, give you peace,
Give you life, help you breathe, give you pride, give you dreams,
Give you hope through it all, help you tear down the wall,
And you know this much is true, that somebody’s you!

It's You

Contenders Lyrics

Kind of an old drunkards lament. Kind of.

Lyrics;
Monday night the bar to myself
One more shot and call it a night
Never noticed the big man in the corner
Who drank in the shadows and kept out of sight

He spoke out of nowhere
Guess he had something to say
Putting down an empty glass
An old scarred face looking my way
And said;

We all are born contenders
With dreams of being champ
The life that you render
Gives you the chance

The bell is rung the day you're born
And it's round one right away
Life will surely test you
Every night and every day

You're gonna feel the blows
Might even knock you down
Pick yourself back up
And fight on for the crown

With that the big man stood
And staggered toward the door
Broken hands held it open
then turned to say one thing more

Yes, I was born a contender
Now I'm a vagabond and tramp
Once a fighter now pretender
Who dreamed he'd be champ

And with that he was gone
And I drank one more shot
As the whiskey went down
I sat there and thought 

There goes a contender
To the night, cold and damp
Then, asked the bartender
One more round, champ?

He smiled and I laughed
It had all seemed absurd
But so heavy in my mind
Were the weight of those words

We all are born contenders ...

Contenders

I don’t have as much time at the moment to be on Soundcloud. I always appreciate listens and feedback and will respond when I can. 
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Thank you for visiting. It’s always appreciated. 
You’ll mostly find blues colliding with other sounds, styles and traditions here. Lots of improvisation. Lots of guitar and some other instruments. Hope you find something to enjoy!

Fields of Open Fields

Lorenzo Quant