A nice immersive experience within dark waves...

I like how this track fades into something dark

I'm +capsized within the domain of this epic ominous flow! Highly captivating & with a compelling build of anticipation, Marco! Just Genius! Love the continual suspenseful atmosphere--It just locks one into craving the climactic outro! Standing Ovation, dear friend!! 🔝🔁♾🎥💎💙💙💙💙💙🤗🤟🏻

As the old Soviet joke goes, “In the Soviet Union, we know what the future holds. It’s the past that’s always changing.”      (lyrics below, after the song description)                                             
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In this small, quaint college town, the town-gown relationship, for most of the 150 plus years since the college’s founding, had been productive.  The town benefited economically,  & students appreciated the town's charm, history & heritage.   Often on sunny days, classes of students would visit the park at the downtown square, brought by their history professors to learn not only of the town's history, but also about eleven young local men lost in America's Civil War, memorialized by the modest statue of a lone soldier, who had stood like a sentry at the the park's entrance since 1905.

But times change, don't they...
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More Americans died in the American Civil War than in any other war in our country's history, including each of the World Wars.  In my song, the word "Daughters" references the Daughters Of The Confederacy, a women's civic group formed in the 1890's by daughters (and wives & nieces) of men lost in that war.  The attached picture is the inscription on the base of a statue of a uniformed soldier, standing in a park in Dallas, Georgia, a small town 30 miles northwest of Atlanta.
                                                            



Lyrics....
My name is McKenzie, and Jenkins and Embry,
And eight other names you still hear in these parts,
For over a century, I stood quiet at the entry,
On East Main into Lafayette Park,
A plaque was engraved, told why I was placed,
On those gardened grounds,
In this Small American Town.

Commissioned in 1905,
By the Daughters for fathers who died,
I was erected to honor eleven so bold,
Not a single one knowing he’d never grow old,
On these boys account I’d forever stand proud,
Stand sturdy & stout,
In this Small American Town.

The kids from the college on Heritage Hill,
Would hold class in the park’s warm sunshine,
They learned of this cruel war we waged with ourselves,
How 600,000 had died,
And of eleven from here just about their age,
Small farmers & blacksmiths & craftsmen by trade,
None fought for cotton, not one owned a slave,
And they learned why the Daughters placed me on that mound,
To keep those boys’ memories around,
In this Small American Town.

But enlightened new students don’t meet in that space,
Through new glasses old wars just don’t look the same,
Now scholars say men who went off to that war,
Fought not out of duty, but hate,
I feared I’d be forgotten by Heritage Hill,
Yesterday’s soldiers, obscure battlefields,
But alas, rearranged history determined my fate,
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Wise men have long warned of changing the past,
Of purges & vengeance & iconoclasts,
Then one fateful night there was smoke rolling down from the Hill,

Quickly surrounded by torches of fire,
Cursing & spitting & rage in the air,
Rope round my shoulders, a cheer by the crowd,
I came crashing down to the ground….
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An uneasy quiet in the town since that day,
Hushed conversations about how things have changed,
But up on the Hill it’s all smiles & goodwill,
For it’s the 2nd weekend in May,
Ceremonial speeches, awards all around,
Uncles & aunts & parents in town,
To watch the sweet children who torched & burned me to the ground,
Be awarded their caps & their gowns,
In this Small American Town.

Small American Town

To the beauty of simple things, like that of this beautiful Spanish Sparrow

SPARROW

My Island

This song appears on an album called Synthastic alongside those some other amazing musicians with whom my Swiss friend, the very talented and gracious Karin-Maria Brunner collaborated. It's an album centered around the synthesizer, whatever sounds one can get from it, based on her ideas. I cannot properly express my depth of honor and gratitude to her for including me with musicians I admire, like Frans Beelaard, and for sharing her creative seeds with me. Karin-Maria is a truly exquisite musician, with a very disciplined style and mind for musical precision, as well as beautiful melody. You can find her on here under her name. She actually shared two songs with me for this project, and this is the first of those. I tried to come up with an interesting, modal melody for both, in hopes of impressing her. I hope it has the same effect on you. I also provided the beat and bass line for this song. You can find the entire album on your favorite streaming service. We appreciate your listens! 

Magic Hour (with Karin-Maria Brunner from her album Synthastic)

Opus78

As Winter Holds Me

Listen w Headphones!

Another tribute remix. Bri aka Rocky Mountain Rocks !!!

Often when I remix, stuff just happens. Little bits that sparks a new track.
If I don't act on it, the idea might be lost forever and the realization with it. 
So leaving it for another day is not an option, even when I'm working on other projects these things just randomly happen. Always learning and keeps my creativity snappy!

Stay Save,
LS

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Samples used

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Intro - Animation Music / Ulysses 31 (1981)

Mount Olympus
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gtKrdSP5U34

The curse of the gods
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8DiJDOAL_aU

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Rocky Mountain
https://soundcloud.com/mountain-songs/if-stars-are-the-dreams-of-spacemen

Cripple Club
https://soundcloud.com/mountain-songs/my-atheist-angels-cripple-club

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Sound EFXs

Space Shuttle Launch 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OnoNITE-CLc

Game / Overwatch - Ashe Voice Lines
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7G6nWZ61j_w

info voice actress
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jennifer_Hale

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*No copyright infringement intended*

I highly suggest to check out all the original sources and get inspired just like me. I'm not here to be " on fire " I'm just here to inspire / share and show some love for this artform and the original creators. You can find all my source material in the descriptions.

I'm not signed, all my creations & remixes are just a Hobby and not connected to any money-based profits. However if you use my music to make money I will not be held accountable. When listening to my music you are agreeing to these terms.

Remix by LS / 2023

Space Dreamer feat Rocky Mountain & Cripple Club

Lyrics below...
The song evolved into this naturally and I did not perform it based from any personal life experience. Thank you for giving it a try!
Written by J.J. Terrell all rights reserved.

Artwork: Margaryta Yermolayeva (Ukraninan born artist and wife of good friend)
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I SAW THAT SMILE WHEN YOU GOT OFF THAT TRAIN
WERE THOSE TEARS OF JOY? 
OR DROPS FROM THE RAIN?
COME HERE YOU LITTLE ANGEL
I'LL HOLD BACK YOUR PAIN

ITS BEEN SO LONG
SINCE I HELD YOU IN MY ARMS
AWKWARD, DIFFERENT NOW
TIME’S NEEDLE WILL DARN

IM JUST A CAST AWAY
ON THIS ISLAND IN THE SEA
YOU KNOW I WILL HEAL YOU

STARING FOR A TIME OFF INTO SPACE
GLOWING SHEEN OFF YOUR SLEEPING FACE
YOU POOR THING, YOU’VE BEEN THROUGH A LOT

HILLS THAT ARE GREENER AND TURQOISE SEAS
FLOWERS EVERY NIGHT
BABY CATCH UP ON SOME SLEEP
ILL RUB YOUR BACK WHILE YOU LAY THERE AND DREAM

ITS BEEN SO WRONG
FOR ALL THIS TIME AWAY
FROM ONE ANOTHERS TOUCH
THE WAY YOU SAY MY NAME

IM HERE FOR YOU NOW
BABY I MEAN FOR KEEPS
YOU KNOW I WILL ALWAYS HOLD YOU

YOU ARE THE ONE AND ONLY THING 
MY STARS, MY SUN, MY MOON
MY HEART HOLDS YOUR KEY
LORD GIVE ME STRENGTH AS I GET DOWN ON A KNEE

TRAVELING THROUGH THIS LIFE WITH YOU
UPS AND DOWNS, WOW WE MADE IT THROUGH!
THE KIDS ARE LONG GONE
IT LOOKS LIKE JUST ME AND YOU

WE HAVE ALWAYS PUT EACH ONE FIRST
THATS WHY AS YOU LAY DYING
OH, GOD PLEASE! IT HURTS
JUST A SECOND CHANCE!
OH GOD PLEASE

THE RAVEN FLEW

OOH OHH OHH OHH 

I HOLD NEAR
YOUR VOICE I STILL CAN HEAR
HELPING ME THROUGH TROUBLED TIMES 
SEE YOU SOON GIRL  I STAND IN LINE.

Promise

New & Different

Altrove (Another time, another place)

06. [X - I#IV]

progettosonoro è Marco Mascia, accumulatore seriale (e parallelo) di strumenti musicali e oggetti sonori e (non)musicista. Dal 2007 fa parte (con Manuel Lain) del duo Le Pecorecaramellate che ha all'attivo un Cd (Una botte e via! edito da Sesto Esercizio Records) e ha partecipato (Cagliari, 10 Ottobre 2015, Nuovo Panificio) al Multiversal EXP-OFF. 
Il 1 Maggio 2016, sempre al al Nuovo Panificio, ha partecipato, con la Roaring Pianolas Orchestra, alla perfomance live "pianoltre"

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