Chant totalement maitrisé, et en même temps, trés sensible! il y a de l' âme. respect Moira!

Un superbe morceau, et quelle voix, moi qui suis fan de Karen Mathesson et Karen Casay j'ai adoré

Je suis un inconditionnel de ces musiques folk/trad/celtic . Ici , jolie compo et voix juste parfaite pour le style . Bravo a tous ! 

Hey, I just have to listen to this lovely, lovely song again and again!

Superb work, the vocals are meaningful and really well produced.

Just un arrangement subtil, de bon goût, pour cette belle mélodie interprétée avec beaucoup sensibilité.Bravo a tous. les 2.

absolument superbe! quelle belle voix aussi!

A very pleasant musical journey. Very deliciously arranged and with a wonderful singer. Superb! ;)

Très belle chanson ,superbe musique aux accents celtiques

The last of my revamped tracks for a while. The original was the first thing I recorded with my current interface and DAW so most of the reworking has been a matter of cleaning up the sound quality.

When Words Can Only Hurt (new version)

Funny Kind of Sad

Extract from the Album "Mutations" for The Four Seasons, Concerto No. 4 in F minor, Op. 8, RV 297, L'inverno - Winter - III. Allegro

Neoclassical Version (Electro + Instruments + Percussions)

Here is a 3th excerpt from the 4 seasons of Vivaldi that I renamed "Mutations" because the music is in perpetual evolution. 
I also gave a name (in French - An artistic code that you will find easily) with each movement, it is a personal feeling only. I spent a lot of time in these almost 3 minutes, looking for the power of summer that ends. I hope I have not betrayed that unbelievable great Master whom I admire so much.

Mutations - The Four Seasons

Concerto No. 4 in F minor, Op. 8, RV 297, L'inverno - III. Allegro

Mutations - Four Seasons, Concerto No. 4, Op. 8, RV 297, L'inverno - III. Allegro

The Orchestra Essentials
Free Ethnic Flute
Kontakt - Factory
Ethera Gold Intimate Vocals
Ethera Gold 2.5 lite
Ethera Soundscapes V1.2
Vandria
Kontakt  - Twenty Five

Elvish legends

Don't miss the video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e86QGnhPJeI

Para Lia - Children Of The Flood (Feat. Fady Haddad)
from the album ‘Gone With The Flow’
paralia.bandcamp.com/album/gone-with-the-flow

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words and music by René Methner, Copyright 2020
mix and production: René Methner
mastering: Thomas Heimann-Trosien, TurnstyleMastering, Berlin

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Meeting @fadysporz on Soundcloud back in 2018 felt like a meeting of soulmates. There is a mutual respect for each other’s work and i wrote the track with room for Fadys heavenly synth work in mind and also with the idea that he joins Cindy and me in the vocal work. With Fady having the ability to ‘read’ the way of the songwriting and harmony construction it was effortless to work together - he is a fantastic musician. Thank you Fady for joining us here! 

how can you sleep, did you sleep
how dare you sleep?
when the water already laps your feet
it's time to move offbeat

you are the rider on the withe horse on the dike

gone with the flow
gone with the flow
don't let it all take you away

how would we guard what we love
if we were stuck behind a broken dike
how would we save what has to be saved
without a heart and nothing but an angry mind

we are the children of the flood

gone with the flow
gone with the flow
don't let it all take you away
we are the children of the flood

Children Of The Flood (Feat. Fady)

Music/Arrangement/Production/Vocals/Lyrics by Achazia

Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3nLJyIzD7AE&feature=youtu.be

I guess I went to far,
but I was aching.
For the love that we once forged long ago
I didn't want it to change
cause I was taken
by the story we kept close long ago

Its changes in the air.
I feel it in my heart and soul.
We didn't play it fair
We only played that one-man-show.

No one really cares
That we left eachother long ago,
The love might fade away
'Cause we want to do that one-man-show

I guess you went to far,
but you were tired.
Of all the promises that fell apart.
I think you pushed to far.
But you were trying.
To make another "us", but it fell apart.

Maybe it's the end.
I feel it in my heart and soul.
You're still my special friend
Perhaps we need that one-man-show

What will happen now
I guess we find our way somehow
It's time to say goodbye
In our ownmade one-man-show

One-man show

There were sirens wailing
Fire engines spraying
And a crowd had gathered
Though it was 3 in the morning

CHORUS
The corner hot dog stand burned down
Corner hot dog stand burned down
The corner hot dog stand burned down
Corner hot dog stand bur-ur-ur-ur-ur-ur-ur-ur-ur-ur-ur-ur-ur-ur-ur-ur-ur-ur-ur-ur-urned

The owners were these Mexicans
Who wouldn't pay for protection
From the local gang-bangers
Or from the local police
The thing went up like nothing
It was a wooden bungalow
And the people stood and stared
Some prayed and shook their heads

CHORUS

Now there's a new hot dog stand
Run by these North Shore types
As part of their chain
It's kept sparkling clean
And no one misses the old stand
The family moved back to Mexico
But the blinding neon signs
Make me long for the days before

CHORUS

Burn out the old
Bring in the new
Burn out the old
Bring in the new
Burn out the old
Bring in the new
Burn out the old
Bring in the new
Bring in the new!

Corner Hot Dog Stand [by Øhell]

Here is my new collaboration with MoïRa.  Always a great pleasure !  
And many thanks for her trust again .           
Composer, performer : MoïRa - Arrangements, production : Pascal Basso
Vidéo on YouTube : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2NpNfVzhBXc
To discover more MoïRa : https://www.facebook.com/attrapemoira/              

 Lyrics ( MoïRa )                                                                                                              
I was going down to Glencoe           When I saw an owl settle on a branch                                                                                               So I sat down for a while                  To admire what surrounded me                                                                               
And I saw what I missed so much     Since I moved to Philadelphia                                                                                                         The sound of the wind in the trees   And the soft runoff of rivers                                                                                                                        ...                                                                                                                                                          I kept holding on                                                                                                                          Because I knew that one day I'll be back again                                                                                 In the land of my childhood                                                                                                             The place I feel like home                                                                                                                      ...                                                                                                                                                           I was on the edge of Glory    And everything was smiling to me                                                                           
But the only thing I saw in my dreams                                                                                           Was the greenery and beauty of Scotland                                                                                           I was missing the freshness of mornings                                                                                       And the rain that was falling almost all the time                                                                              The mystery and depths of Lochs       And relaxed rythm of life                                                                                                                        ...    I kept holding on  ...                                                                                                                 And every night             I wished I could open                                                                                                                      The door of my favorite pub       And raise my glass with friends                                                                                   ...  I kept holding on ...                                                                                                                    Now I'm going down to Glencoe                                                                                                    And it's not a dream anymore

Going Down To Glencoe ☘️  ( MoïRa - prod pb )

Hey Everybody!
We hope you all are doing well and you enjoy our new song!
Thorsten & Lammbone https://soundcloud.com/lammbone

Lyrics:
I catch a whiff of sweet aroma from the restaurant across the street
As I tiptoe atop these cobblestones, hoping to get something to eat
Maybe I forgot to tell you I loved you? Or maybe it‘s time for a change?
I’m left with these unanswered questions that I wish would just go away.

Could this be a love song? One that you will never hear
Or am I lonely, and these thoughts are just me being insincere?
‘Cause I just smiled at the waitress, who reminded me of you
So I drop some coins on the counter, tiptoe back across these cobblestones
As far away from you as I can be. 

I don‘t really want to see you anymore
Close my eyes for a moment trying to forget
But there you are in my memories
Where you’ll always be.

Written by Thorsten Schnüttgen and Mark Lamm
All rights reserved.

Could this be a love song?

Pangäa - Could This Be A Love Song?

A memory of Autumn, and more innocent times

Seasons

Autumn

I Go Outside With Death In Sight
 with Gun In Hand and Hate in mind
I Finally Fucking See The Light Well
Fuck you
You Said I had a small Dick
But It's Average 
Check it up on Google I sure Did!
Penis Penis Penis Penis
Vocals Charlie
Guitar Billy
Bass Big Momma
Drums Phil Salot

PEN 15

Hello .  Thank you for your visit . I'm just a modest amateur.  Trying to do emotional music.  Sometimes personal compositions and I also like doing instrumental arrangements and mixing-mastering for collaborations.  Always with heart. Without Ai here for posts (except for some reposts) Hope enjoy your listening.   Pascal :)

Going Down To Glencoe ☘️ ( MoïRa - prod pb )

Pascal Basso

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