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Absolute Control And Profit (Part Three - Welcome to 2030: The Terminator Sequel)

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this is the third single of the reworked long form audio drama to be released now drop by drop day by day

the album as well as previous excerpts are compiled here
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Welcome To 2030:
The Terminator Sequel - Live And In Living Colour
The Album and Singles Compilation
soundcloud.com/fictionalive/sets/welcome-to-2030-the-terminator-sequel
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story written and album produced by fictionalive

music, carefully used, written, arranged, played, mixed, produced, and provided by courtesy of mobygratis and its crew, licensed and curated by fictionalive //
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vocal production, arrangement, and final mix by fictionalive

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artwork photography and image editing by fictionalive

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fusion of it all -
fictionalive with the popoems series and the hyper media reports.
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Absolute Control And Profit (Part Three - Welcome to 2030: The Terminator Sequel)

90_ Grandbrothers II Dance (inspired) - released on 11 November 2025

Finally, the time had come and I got to see the Grandbrothers live. At Huxley's Neue Welt in Berlin on 6 November 2025, they presented themselves in a very dance club-like manner. And I was immediately inspired to create this next tribute track. Enjoy this classic dance! 🕺
#dance #house #modernclassic #piano #liverecording

(produced with BlocsWave & LaunchPad)

Grandbrothers II Dance (inspired)

“Spring Noir” es un viaje suave y melancólico donde la primavera se filtra en tonos oscuros. Un entramado de melodías se entrelaza con naturalidad, como si cada línea musical encontrara su propio camino para unirse a la siguiente. El sinte guía toda la atmósfera, creando un clima sereno e introspectivo.

Es un track que respira lentamente, que invita a escuchar cada detalle, cada enlace entre las melodías, y a dejarse llevar por esa sensación de calma con un toque nostalgico.

También disponible en YouTube y Bandcamp.

Spring noir

Deep Slot

Maison D’Être (House of Being)

A proper production of a demo I put out last month. Credit and thanks to https://soundcloud.com/sparky-bonehead for the line "I can see my house from here" ✌️

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Lyrics:

Today is my birthday
No wrapping paper on the floor
Because I am fifty
No one buys me presents anymore

But it’s ok, I’ve had a few before
I wipe the tears from my eyes

And think back
To that little boy
Surrounded by boxes of joy, and
He’s sitting there wondering what
His life will be like
When he’s fifty

The clouds are gathering
We’re all just flowers in the rain
I’m getting used to it
Well, I’m good friends with the pain

But it’s ok, I know there’s not long left
I wipe the tears from my eyes

And think back
To that little boy
Surrounded by boxes of joy
He’s sitting there wondering what
His life will be like
When he’s fifty
When he’s fifty

When you’re fifty
Life is strange
When you’re fifty
When you’re fifty
Life is strange
When you’re fifty
I can see my house from here
Life is strange
When you're fifty
Life is strange
When you get here

But it’s ok, I've had a few before
I wipe the tears from my eyes

And think back
To that little boy
Surrounded by boxes of joy
He’s sitting there wondering what
His life will be like
When he’s fifty

Fifty (I can see my house from here)

Written, Arranged, Performed, and Produced by Kyle Bolan

An instrumental version of the well known song.

Instrumental Orrery

every day problems

Just finished this afternoon. Looks can be deceptive. Never judge someone without knowing them !

Beneath the tartan sky so grey 
A heart can sing A heart can stray 
You see my face But nae my soul 
Do ye ken the part that makes me whole  

Don’t judge a book by its cover My dear
 The truth’s in the pages The love’s in the tears 
A glance won’t tell you The depth of the sea 
Look closer Love And you’ll truly see me  

The heather blooms on hills of green
 But thorns lie hidden Sharp Unseen 
A voice can charm A smile can glow 
But the story’s more than what it shows  

Turn the pages Take your time 
Feel the rhythm Hear the rhyme  

Don’t judge a book by its cover My dear 
The truth’s in the pages The love’s in the tears 
A glance won’t tell you The depth of the sea 
Look closer Love And you’ll truly see me  


Like a kilted breeze that whispers low 
There’s more to me than I let show 
Unravel the threads Weave the truth anew 
And find a heart that beats for you

Spring noir

Oru AM