Name: Intro to a "Tribute to LMK" by pauloventura
Duration: 41 s
Description: Working on this... Starting just with this INTRO... Will be my tribute to Leah Marie King...

wicked riff dude, like to hear what else you add to this

@allectric_music: You ROCK as well !!! Thanks

@richard-clinton-davis-1: Thanks !!! ...I have to finish it one of these days

Still have to complete it with 2 or three more phrases ... Thanks !!!

yeah - great intro idea - cool tone, is that from the Gretsch/

Great intro idea - really like the tone, lots of low-end - is that from the Gretsch/

@scorebroad: Thank you !!! This is an unfinish work... I have to work it out some of these days.

Working on this... Starting just with this INTRO... Will be my tribute to Leah Marie King...

Intro to a "Tribute to LMK"

My piano version of the wonderful "Chandelier" by Sia.

Licia Missori - Chandelier (Sia)

Aqui está ele, meu peeps! Obrigada por ouvirem e beijooooooos

Ep.48 - Mariscada de Cu

I was in a songwriting mood this morning

so here it goes......

Original Lyrics, Vocals & Music by Heidi-Marie

Do you see what I see
Do you hear what I hear
Do you feel what I feel

I hope its just the same
For You


I know your thinking
I know your hearing
I know you feel the same
Do you feel the same

Do you see what I see
Do you hear what I hear
Do you feel what I feel

I hope its just the same
For You

Do you
Do you
Really see it too
Do you
Do you
Really hear it too

Do you
Do you
Really think it too
Do you
Do you
Really feel the same
Or am I 
JUST A FOOL

Produced in the ARAPA Music Studio
Sydney, Australia

18.12.2024

Artwork:  #azcreativestudiosydney

Do You

I have been accompanying many Dirty Nano Productions for many years.

I just love their music & felt a remix was well supported.  Hope you like it

Please make sure you visit and support talented DJ's Dirty Nano on their remix.

https://soundcloud.com/dirtynano

I have accompanied with Piano Accordion
Produced in the
ARAPA Music Studio
Sydney - Australia
21.12.2024

Viata X Mwaki (Dirty Nano Mashup) Feat. Heidi-Marie on Accordion Remix

Presenting my Instrumental Classical
"The Promise of D Flat Major"

Welcome to my first upload to Soundcloud for 2025.

I have spent the last 24 hours carefully unfolded a woven tapestry of sound, where each instrument plays a vital role in crafting its emotional narrative.  The composition begins with the ethereal shimmer of a vibrating atmospheric alchemy pad, immediately establishing a sense of vastness and anticipation.  A lone cello enters, its rich tone grounding the listener in a space of intimate reflection before the warmth of the accompanying orchestral string ensemble gently swells, adding layers of depth and texture.  A delicate marimba melody then emerges, like a whispered secret, weaving its way through the harmonic landscape.  As the piece progresses, the cello returns, this time with a flowing legato melody that soars above the ensemble, expressing the heart of the promise.  Piano melodies interweave with the cello's song, adding moments of playful introspection, while the pizzicato cello provides a contrasting rhythmic pulse.  The subtle rumble of timpani and the crispness of the beat and topper add a contemporary edge, grounding the composition in the present while still allowing the emotional weight of the promise to resonate.  The interplay between these diverse elements creates a dynamic and evocative soundscape, ultimately culminating in a powerful and moving experience.

Hope you enjoy my composition.

Artwork by #azacreativestudiosydney

Composed and Produced
in the
ARAPA Music Studio
Sydney - Australia

The Promise Of D Flat Major

The old bookstore hummed with a silence deeper than the absence of sound. It was the silence of untold tales, of adventures yet to be lived, of wisdom waiting to be gleaned. Elara, a young woman with ink-stained fingers and a heart that beat in rhythm with turning pages, knew this silence intimately. To her, the towering shelves weren't just wood and paper; they were a sleeping city of narratives.

Today, her gaze drifted along a particularly dusty row in the back, a forgotten corner dedicated to forgotten authors. A small, leather-bound book, its spine cracked like an old smile, caught her eye. It had no title, no author listed, only the faint impression of a gilded flower on its cover.

Curiosity, a familiar companion, tugged at her. Carefully, she pulled the book from its slumbering spot. The leather felt soft and worn beneath her fingertips, whispering of countless hands that had held it before. Back at her usual corner table, bathed in the gentle morning light filtering through the window, Elara hesitantly opened the book.

The pages were yellowed and brittle, filled with elegant, looping script in a language she didn't recognize. Disappointment flickered within her. Another mystery, another silent story she couldn't unlock. But as her fingers traced the unfamiliar characters, a faint shimmer seemed to emanate from the page. The air around her grew still, and a whisper, soft as the rustle of autumn leaves, brushed against her ear.

Suddenly, the script on the page began to shift, the unfamiliar symbols morphing into words she understood. The story unfolded before her eyes, not through reading, but through a vivid, almost tactile experience. She was no longer in the dusty bookstore; she was in a sun-drenched Tuscan villa, listening to the laughter of children playing in a lemon grove. She felt the warmth of the stone beneath her bare feet, smelled the sweet scent of blooming jasmine, and heard the passionate declarations of a young artist to his muse.

The story was a simple one, a slice of life from a bygone era, filled with love, loss, and the quiet beauty of everyday moments. Elara lived it, breathed it, her heart aching with the characters' joys and sorrows. When the last "word" faded from the page, she blinked, finding herself back in the quiet bookstore, the mysterious book still open in her hands.

The unfamiliar script had returned, the shimmer gone. But the story lingered within her, a vibrant memory etched onto her soul. She understood then. The book hadn't needed a language she knew; it had its own way of speaking, a way of sharing its soul directly with a willing heart.

Smiling, Elara carefully closed the book, its weight feeling significant in her hands. The shelves around her no longer seemed silent. They were humming with potential, each volume a universe waiting for the right touch, the right moment, the right heart to unlock its hidden voice. And Elara knew, with a certainty that warmed her from the inside out, that her own adventure of discovery had just begun. The bookstore wasn't just a repository of stories; it was a garden where they bloomed in silence, waiting patiently for someone to hear their whispered secrets.

Whispering Shelves

Вийняті Очі (Removed Eyes)

Доля Буде Чекати До Смерті Твоєї... (Fate Will Expect Your Death...)

Recorded, produced, mixed, and mastered by Vinnie Castaldo at The Tone Factory Las Vegas.

Written by Leona X

Vocals and all guitars - Leona X
Bass -  Danny Miranda
Drums - Chris Bishop

Photo by Julie Bergonz

We would like to give a very special thank you to all the people who helped make this happen.  It's people like you who make a difference.

The Woman In Me

New Orleans

Cello Cover: Just the Way You Are by Bruno Mars

Automation Sp... Playing guitar on my very rare free time... Practicing some covers and composing original music as well.
Usually listen to Hard Rock, Metal, Progressive, Blues and Classical, however I like almost all musical genres.
My music is recorded directly from my home's gear without any sound production's work.

Intro to a "Tribute to LMK"

pauloventura

Recent comments

mena3 (Dj Mena)

pauloventura

Gordon M

Gordon M

Related tracks