nice and relaxing... it's good to slow down from time to time and just relax!!! perfect music to do just that!! thank you

Great Track, full of emotional harmonies and a really cool heartbeat! 👍

A choral track to relax.

I made a video for this track: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6cldSYFlrqw

Thanks for listening and have a nice life :-)
Marco

Check us out on: https://linktr.ee/legacyofthought
Release date: 03-11-2023 on Legacy of Thought label:

Artwork & mastering: Chris Held

Time Away: https://soundcloud.com/timeaway
Elvya: https://soundcloud.com/elvyadulcimer

In the bustling city of Neverwinter, Riven found himself engrossed in the daily routines of the townsfolk. As a druid, he was often drawn to the natural beauty surrounding him, finding solace in the forests and parks within the city. On this particular day, he strolled through the Moonstone Mask district, where merchants peddled their wares, and performers entertained the passing crowds.

Unbeknownst to Riven, a strange energy hummed in the air, and an eerie stillness seemed to settle over the city. The sunlight waned, casting a shadow over the landscape. It was then that a sudden flash of light burst before Riven's eyes, momentarily blinding him. As the light faded, his surroundings blurred, and he felt a strange force pulling him into the depths of his own mind.

In an instant, Riven's consciousness seemed to detach from his body, and he found himself hurtling through a dark void. He tumbled through a sea of memories and emotions, lost in a realm of dreams and visions. As the world around him spiraled, a distant voice called out to him, faint yet unmistakable.

His mind traversed the boundaries of reality, plunging into the depths beneath the Trackless Sea, carrying him far beyond the familiar shores of Faerûn, and he found himself standing in the heart of a dense jungle on the far away continent of Maztica. The air was thick with humidity, and the scent of exotic flowers filled his senses. Towering trees loomed above, draped with moss and vines, creating an otherworldly atmosphere. In the distance, he spotted a clearing surrounded by dead trees. Intrigued and with a sense of foreboding, Riven pressed on, drawn to the heart of the glade where an aura of power pulsed like a heartbeat. 

She appeared before him like an apparition, her form shrouded in the flickering glow of magical flames. Her eyes gleamed with an ageless wisdom, and her voice carried the weight of centuries. She wore a living lizard skin, its scales glistening with ethereal fire, and adorned by the majestic head of a creature from the deepest recesses of the jungle, now a crown upon her brow. The lizard's eyes seemed to hold a mesmerizing power of their own, and the creature's spirit appeared to dwell within the very fabric of the skin. It was a sight both awe-inspiring and mysterious, an enigma that defied understanding, just like the prophet herself.

"Riven of the Earth," the voice echoed through his mind, reverberating like distant thunder, "I have sought you in the realm of visions, for the darkness listens even in dreams. I must speak with you, but only in person, where the shadows cannot eavesdrop."

Startled, Riven tried to respond, but his voice failed him in this ethereal realm. Instead, his mind throbbed with unspoken questions and uncertainty. What did this ancient being want with him? And how did she know his name and connection to the earth?

Before he could gather his thoughts, the vision swirled and distorted, and Riven felt an invisible force pulling him back to the waking world. The presence of the mysterious prophet faded, leaving him with a sense of urgency and intrigue.

With a gasp, Riven jolted back to consciousness, his heart pounding with the weight of the vision. He looked around, disoriented and dazed, his surroundings returning to focus. Neverwinter's lively streets surrounded him once more, but the city now seemed shrouded in a veil of uncertainty.

The druid knew he had to act swiftly. He couldn't keep this vision to himself. If there was one thing he learned on his many journeys, it was the value of true friendship. And so, he turned to his closest allies — Ariann and Lucksy.....

To be continued.....

Echoes of Maztica

Time Away & Elvya - Echoes Of Maztica Radio Edit

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The album: Time Away - Xochitl
Release date: 02-02-2024 on Legacy of Thought label:

Story: 
In the hush of the night, when the celestial tapestry adorned the skies, a couple, weathered by the weight of six decades, made their way to the heart of Nexal, the capital city steeped in the ancient traditions of Maztica. Their journey began in the distant coastal town of Azcat, but an unexpected storm, fierce and untamed, had swept in from the west, delaying their progress.

Their purpose: to lay offerings at the grand pyramid of Zaltec, nestled on the holy island of the Roses. However, their footsteps fell into the rhythm of fate, and as the sun dipped beneath the horizon, casting long shadows over Nexal, the couple found themselves wandering the deserted grounds of the sacred site.

In the quietude, far removed from the fervor of daylight worshippers, they discovered a sight that would etch itself into the annals of mystery. Within a basket meticulously woven from the supple branches of the Tzalam tree, cradled a babe, a mere whisper in the symphony of the night.

Xochitl, a name whispered by destiny, lay nestled within the woven cocoon. The child, no older than two moons, held secrets only the stars above could fathom. The couple, drawn to her innocence and touched by the celestial magic lingering in the air, brought her down from the temple atop the pyramid.

For over two weeks, the elderly couple immersed themselves in the labyrinthine city of Nexal. They sought tidings of the parents of the babe, making inquiries in every corner, and each evening returning to the summit of the pyramid, hoping for a reunion that seemed destined to elude them.

On the fifteenth evening, as the sun cast its final golden hues over the grandeur of Nexal, the couple stood once more at the apex of the pyramid. A profound stillness draped over them, and in that sacred moment, a voice, soft as a zephyr yet mighty as a tempest, resonated behind them. It was a woman's voice, the embodiment of celestial love, which both froze and warmed their bodies simultaneously.

The voice spoke of destiny woven into the fabric of the cosmos. It commanded them to be the parents that fate had chosen them to be, to take Xochitl under their wings and cherish her as their own. As the celestial command unfolded, they found themselves unable to turn, their gaze fixated on the city below. The voice whispered the name "Xochitl" like a gentle breeze through the leaves, leaving an indelible mark on their souls.

When they could finally turn, the city sprawled before them in quiet reverence. Yet, on the altar behind them, a rose bush had bloomed, its petals unfolding in celestial harmony. From its branches dangled two feathered daggers, as if they were the fruits of this mystical plant. A silent understanding passed between the couple as they approached, taking the daggers as both a birthright and a legacy.

With Xochitl cradled in their arms, they embarked on a journey back to Azcat, guided by the echo of the celestial voice and the celestial daggers, carrying the weight of an ancient destiny.

Read the entire story here: https://docs.google.com/document/d/e/2PACX-1vQ9f7qyh144Ri3oW64PTwWdirm4zrHC8pNLjiMO3cwBuUEXYZagIp8K6bUrZgu1Kc7MXq2hBOqOBrtk/pub#h.psouja3n3nbr

Xochitl

Time Away - Xochitl

Our musical composition takes inspiration from our experiences as an artist immersed in the dynamic atmosphere of the Fullmoon Festival, a biennial extravaganza in the Goa/Techno scene here in Germany. 

This event holds much more significance than just being a gathering; it serves as a thriving community of individuals and families who actively engage in this movement. While we often refer to them as "Neo-hippies," their essence surpasses any particular label.

What truly fascinated Sven and I about this community is the enchantment that permeates every aspect of their existence. They not only revel in dance and celebration but also exhibit genuine care for one another. It warms our hearts to witness the way they look after each other, especially the children. They go above and beyond by providing oversized, adult-sized ear protection to shield the delicate ears of the little ones. They make a concerted effort to bring the children along during appropriate hours, when it's not excessively crowded and the music is somewhat subdued, creating a collective dance amidst these meticulously adorned realms.

These individuals are more than just acquaintances; they form a tight-knit tribe. They share not only sustenance but also their sorrows, happiness, and life narratives. 

Together, they embark on a journey along the "Goa Highway," traveling from Hamburg to Berlin, tracing the festival's path. Not just limited to the Fullmoon Festival, this nomadic tribe can be discovered at Antaris, Fusion, and Spiritual Healing...

all of these events draw their presence.

With our composition, we strive to capture the very essence of this community, their spirit of unity, and their profound connection to the festival. 

Through music, we endeavor to convey the enchantment and strong sense of togetherness that define the Fullmoon Festival and the remarkable individuals who contribute to its special aura.

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Behind the track: Listen in to Keith's pattern. It starts with just the snare and rhythmic hats going on a nice hypnotic ride. The break comes, and in comes the kick. 

With the beat now up and running, it is a steady cut time groove, with an anchoring kick pattern, that sticks with the bass, Queensryche-style of notoriously having the Bass and bass drum always hit together.

And it ends.... the exact oppiste of the snare intro, now it is only the kick and the hats.....on your way out.

Full-Moon Stories - Final Remaster

Here

The Synthwave Sessions With Luna Coverdale Episode 91 Featuring

01. 0:00:00  - Synthwave_Sessions_with_Luna_Coverdale
02. 0:00:20 Dominus Lux - The Aethyrs Have Opened
03. 0:06:06 Electric Sol - Even Ghosts
04. 0:09:36 Damokles - Come out and Fly with Me
05. 0:13:46 ZØMB - After All
06. 0:16:02 W O L F C L U B - Tears
07. 0:19:14 elxAr - Dust
08. 0:24:16 Von Kaiser - Amber
09. 0:30:00 Eric C. Powell, Andrea Powell - No Time to Love, No Time to Die
10. 0:33:36 Le Groupe Fantastique - Deathbed Confessions
11. 0:37:36 Alex Lightspeed - Evil Arcade (feat. Siren Nephilim)
12. 0:42:52 Michael Oakley - Rabbit In The Headlights (Elevate The Sky REMIX)
13. 0:48:14 Honey Beard - Like A Fire
14. 0:52:18 Memory Design - Who Could Ask For Anything More
15. 0:56:42 Robert Parker - A Light in the Dark (feat. Doubleboy)
16. 1:01:16 FM Attack - Mixed Emotions (ft. Vandal Moon)
17. 1:04:16 Trevor Something - Do It Again
18. 1:08:20 Fuzzle - New Wave Jacket
19. 1:11:42 The Midnight - River Of Darkness  (All The Damn Vampires Remix)
20. 1:16:58 The Motion Epic - Let It Die
21. 1:22:52 Chill Collins - Predator
22. 1:26:34 Andrew LeSynt - Electric Parallelogram
23. 1:29:24 Star Madman & Blue Nagoon - Hindsight (Radio Edit)
24. 1:34:28 Jonny Fallout - On Fire
25. 1:37:50 Sandor Gavin & Horizons 1982 - Energy Fields (Feat. Trenton Original Mix)
26. 1:44:02 Earthshifter - Love Again
27. 1:48:42 SelloRekT LA Dreams - Nightwaves feat Roxi Drive
28. 1:52:44 DanSTAR - Power Of The Night
29. 1:59:02 Dr Chrispy - The Great Unknown (Color Theory Remix)

The Synthwave Sessions With Luna Coverdale Episode 91

Photo by Anna Saveleva
https://unsplash.com/@paneva
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Original track is here:
https://sorrowgarage.bandcamp.com/album/all-is-silent

Cover art by Tru.anT

Watch the music video:
https://instagram.com/reel/C3x_CZTNSAc

All Is Silent

Sorrow - All Is Silent (Tru.anT Remix)

And because I almost forgot Trance Pacific, I almost forgot this one too.

Trance Pacific - Long-Haul Flight Final Remaster

This is a small part of a recent session. Thank you 💜

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poddi musik = Sensibly strung together sounds and more

Hope you enjoy what i do and thank you very much for listening.

Marco

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