Amazingly delicate, the name is literally perfect for this piece, so good

love these vibes check me out too so can share you drop links anytime

Incredible emotion expressed in perfect minimalism, you are so talented

Brilliantly Captivating....
Beautifully Produced..
Bravo
👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏

This style reminds me a bit of Vangelis! Nice miniature, very touching!  I like the image of the tree shedding its leaves🙏👏

@ghettoartiz: Thanks, I will check Your tracks! 🙏🏻💛

WASH YOUR EYES IN THE WAY TO VENUS

I'm very glad to share this great piece, came through an intense step by step collaboration with Jowwwafi. It started by fitting one of my old poems to some chords he sent to me, then... well you'll get the best description by listening to it 5 or 6 times ;)
Feel free to check our previous collab https://soundcloud.com/jowwwafi/nowhere, and his whole cloud @Jowwwafi.

Letras / Lyrics

Escucho tu risa  /  I listen your laugh
y oigo tus pasos, espero.  /  and hear your steps, I wait.
Te miro, y al ver tu sonrisa,  /  I look at you, and seeing your smile,
no dudo, te quiero.  /  I don’t doubt, I love you.

La suave fragancia en tu cuerpo jovial,  /  The soft fragrance in your cheerful body,
llegó el amor, tu perfume me excita,  /  love came, your scent excites me,
tu cálido aroma, es primaveral,  /  your hot aroma, is from springtime,
y versos de amor sobre tí me recita.  /  and verses of love about you it recites me.

Tu risa sincera,  /  Your laugh is honest,
tu risa, hermosa,  /  your laugh, beautiful,
tus labios, preciosa,  /  your lips, precious,
hacen que te quiera;  /  they make me to love you;
si bien yo quisiera  /  Though I wanted
con ellos hacer otra cosa:  /  with them to do another thing:

¡Ay si yo pudiera  /  Ay if I could
besar, tan siquiera,  /  kiss, at least,
tan maravillosa,  /  so wonderful,
tu boca,  /  your mouth,
color de la rosa!  /  color of the rose!

©2014 JOWWWAFI & E-RUIZZO – ®2014 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;P

Tu boca, color de la rosa (with Jowwwafi)

words and music K Gennery


little bird, guess you have flown
over many an ocean exploring the globe

please be my eyes cause ill never see
the seven wonders of the world describe them to me
when you come back
ill be waiting for you

little bird tell me where have you been
have you circled the earth hey what have you seen

good or bad happy and sad
does it make you confused as the news does to me
when you come back
ill be waiting for you

tell me is it true what they say
that the lungs of our planet are being cut away

when you come back
ill be waiting for you
when you come back
ill be waiting for you

Little Bird

I am very grateful for the over 1,200 plays of this very personal track. To think I was hesitant to even post it... Thank you so much! ❤️

In our lives, we are granted the opportunity to witness the departure of our loved ones. Some depart through doors, never to return, yet still exist somewhere. Others leave suddenly, unexpectedly. Yet some depart when we are somewhat prepared, for their age predisposes them to it. However, there are also departures more challenging... when we observe the tree of the mind of a beloved, from which memories' leaves fall, and even the freshest, youngest cannot hold on to it. We cannot help, we can only watch how they fall...

Composing this little piece was very personal. It was combined with the realization of a fact from my immediate surroundings. I left all imperfections of my playing because of how I felt at that moment. It wasn't an improvisation, it was an interpretation of a theme that I've developed few minutes earlier. All done on Autograph Grand from Spitfire LABS free libraries collection @spitfire-labs
https://labs.spitfireaudio.com/?sortBy=prod_products_labs_popular

Cover picture by A.I. Dall-E (through Microsoft Copilot)

The Last Falling Leaf

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https://soundcloud.com/windscaleblues: flute x10; clarinet x6; tenor sax x3; soprano sax x2; alto sax x1; oboe x1; bamboo flutes x2; synth; beats (Inspiring original track https://soundcloud.com/windscaleblues/cryptoblues).
RUIZZOIDMAN: lyrics, vocals, guitar.

VENTOSO BLUES A LA PRADERA  /  WINDY BLUES FOR THE PRAIRIE

Pradera, salgo de viaje,  /  Prairie, I go on a trip,
te dejo aquí prisionera.  /  I leave you prisoner here.
Salgo sin prisa, pradera,  /  I leave without hurry, prairie,
seca de hierba salvaje.  /  dry from wild grass.
Dejo este bello paraje,  /  I leave this beautiful place,
este río y su ribera,  /  this river and its bank,
atrapados en la espera  /  trapped in the wait
de recibir su folaje,  /  to receive its foliage,
su frescura y su coraje  /  its freshness and its courage
verde de la primavera.  /  green of the springtime.

Este tren que con seguro  /  This train that with confident
traqueteo de ti me lleva;  /  rattling takes me away from you;
surge el humo de su cueva  /  the smoke arises from his cave
ensuciando tu aire puro.  /  polluting your pure air.
Ya la vía, acero oscuro,  /  So the railway, dark steel,
ya la vía es la prueba,  /  so the railway is the proof,
ya la vía, nieve o llueva,  /  so the railway, may it snow or rain,
debil tú, el acero duro,  /  weak you, the steel hard,
tú la brisa, él el muro,  /  you the breeze, it the wall,
tú la suave, mi pradera.  /  you the soft, my prairie.

De tus flores, la frescura,  /  From your flowers, the freshness,
quieren apagar el fuego  /  they want to extinguish the fire
de la marcha, y así luego  /  of the pace, and so then
mantener fragancia pura,  /  maintain pure fragrance,
mas es tal tu desventura,  /  but your misfortune is such,
tal fuerza del enclavado  /  such strength of the interlocked
metal, que te ha fallado  /  metal, that has failed you
tuya la verde dulzura  /  yours the green sweetness
bajo la realidad dura  /  under the harsh reality
de los rieles plateados.  /  of the silvery rails.


Pic from https://www.thoughtco.com

Ventoso Blues A La Pradera (with The Windscale Blues Experiment)

  Thanks to Francesco (@francescocartocci)
for the wonderful interpretation of the guitar part ( this brought life to my initial digital sketch),  and for the skillful mix.
Our other collaborations:
@soundcloud.com/rosindust/sets/grazie-francesco


Summer Tram - with Francesco Cartocci

Why not have a dance with the creatures of the night? Have fun! 👿

Free download if you like it.

Thank you for listening ♥

Shadow Dance

Orchestral music !
The entire album can be heard on all major streaming providers. It also has collaborations with SoundCloud musicians on it.

Orchetastic

Rode to the fairytale castle

Rode To The Fairytale Castle

I was thinking maybe it's been too long since I've done a nautical themed track...

Washed Ashore

February brings a slower, pensive, ballad from the WAG fellas. Perhaps we're feeling a little sentimental, or reflective in the bleak midwinter?  Maybe it is the approach of Valentine's Day slowing things down, or is it simply age, and the desire to capture anew, the childlike wonder of looking up in a gentle snowfall?

Change is the key to being fresh in our creative approaches to music. One For The Eye is a poem I wrote in celebration of the winter season. It was adapted by Keith to better fit an easy listening composition I had sent to him earlier. Keith ran with the challenge to make a song out of these parts and delivers a song that, we trust,  gives one pause to conjure up those moments from childhood in the snow, and smile. 

Two observations offer a frame for this song:
This week, Nova Scotia, where I have family, received a record setting dump of snow (Sydney N.S. received 1.5 m), and that is where the muse opens.
The other observation is that in the west, in Alberta and Saskatchewan, where I also have family, there is too little snow accumulation leading to worries about water tables, crops, and forest fires this summer. Too much or too little is not good.

Lyrics:
One for the Eye 

Too much can be an undesirable burden
Too little leave all hopes abandoned.
One at a time,
One on the tongue,
and one in the eye.

Or could it be a warm iconic postcard?
Or would it be much better left just as Mother intended
One at a time
One on the tongue
and one in the eye

A light descent from heaven
It may be euphoric
Though always seen,  
never heard in the falling

One at a time
One at a time
One for the tongue
One for the tongue
…and one in the eye


Wigmore: Original poem, music, production
Allen: adapting lyrics, vocals, bass.

One For The Eye

Music. People's Choice

Cover of this classic 1970's disco funk....which I have fond memories of from my youth in clubs in London

I've used a bit of trickery & managed to extract the original vocals )) Apart from that all instruments by me (apart from drum loops)

Do It Any Way You Wanna (cover)

Play it loud 🔥

This is  the first one of the Debussy punk serie, instrumental pieces composed throughout these two latest decades !


Loony De Bussy : composition , guitars, bass, drums programming 

Nataly NGM : art cover 🧡

VENUS ON MARS / Debussy punk n°1

Pour tous ceux qui sont nostalgique du combi Volkswagen des années 70 , le fameux Bulli , et qui ont voyagé avec lui dans leur jeunesse 😃
For all those who travelled in a Volkswagen combi in their youth 

Compositeur : Philippe SEGUINARD  Auteur : Guillaume DULER

J'ai roulé ma bosse 
Quand j'étais un gosse
Dans un combi couleur de l'arc en ciel
Une fenêtre sur le monde
Pour moi petite tête blonde
Avec mon père , ma mère et l'essentiel

Bulli ma maison on the road
Bulli ma maison d'évasion
Bulli ma jeunesse on the road
Bulli ma jeunesse d'horizon

J'ai traversé des frontières
Croisé des sœurs et des frères
Qui m'adoptaient en jouant simplement
Des amitiés sans ombre
Et qu'importe la langue et le nombre
Y'a de la place dans le cœur des enfants

REFRAIN

J'ai grandi sur les routes
Passé entre les gouttes
De rivières sauvages en océans
Une vie sous tous les temps
Partir où nous portaient les vents
Et s'endormir autour d'un feu de camp

REFRAIN

Je voudrais tant retrouver
Ces années de liberté
Kerouac tes pages s’effacent doucement
Mon vieux Bulli est parti
Roule t'il encore aujourd'hui
Au petit bonheur la chance comme avant !

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER Février 2024

I've lived through a lot of things
When I was a kid
In a rainbow-colored van
A window on the world
For me little blonde head
With my father, my mother and the essentials

Bulli my home on the road
Bulli my escape house
Bulli my youth on the road
Bulli my youth on the horizon

I crossed borders
Crossed paths with sisters and brothers
Who adopted me simply by playing
Friendships without shadow
And no matter the language or the number
There's room in every child's heart

CHORUS

I grew up on the road
Passed between the drops
From wild rivers to oceans
A life in all weathers
Wherever the winds took us
And fall asleep around a campfire

CHORUS

I would so much like to return
Those years of freedom
Kerouac your pages are slowly fading
My old Bulli is gone
Is it still rolling today
Just like before!

Bulli  TRANSLATED

A few months before my dear friend and collaborator Pat Howell passed away, he shared a chord progression with me (heard at the beginning) that became the song's foundation and wanted to see if I could make something of it.  I fleshed out the progression into a song, but by then he had become too ill to help me finish it.  The song languished for months and then I thought maybe Seagull could finish the thought Pat and I started.  His additions were superb and not only completed the song, but a weave of friendship that started with Pat's inspiration. Rest in peace my friend, and thank you dear Seagull for making our initial weavings a reality.
Hear more of Seagull's finely crafted music @farout-music-studio

Weave Of Friendship

Art Expressed in Music – Dali's Eccentricity, Feat. Belial Pelegrim
March 2024
Duration: 3:30
Listen to the Playlist: soundcloud.com/bruce-klepper-1/sets/art-expressed-in-music-i
Painting:  The Persistence of Memory
Bruce Klepper: music composition with melting clocks (“soft watches”) and sound effects
Belial Pelegrim: sound design
Listen to Belial's brilliant electronic music: https://soundcloud.com/belial-pelegrim
John-Marc Ventimiglia: tool to create the melting clocks (“soft watches”), gliss and panning tools, Dali sound clips Visit: https://soundcloud.com/john-marc-ventimiglia
Salvador Dalí (May 11, 1904 - January 23, 1989) was a Spanish surrealist artist renowned for his technical skill, precise draftsmanship, and the striking and bizarre images in his work. Born in Figueres, Catalonia, Spain, Dalí received his formal education in fine arts in Madrid. Influenced by Impressionism and the Renaissance masters from a young age he became increasingly attracted to Cubism and avant-garde movements. He moved closer to Surrealism in the late 1920s and joined the Surrealist group in 1929, soon becoming one of its leading exponents. His best-known work, “The Persistence of Memory” was completed in August 1931, and is one of the most famous Surrealist paintings.  “The Persistence of Memory” epitomizes Dalí's theory of "softness" and "hardness", which was central to his thinking at the time. As one art historian wrote: "The soft watches are an unconscious symbol of the relativity of space and time, a Surrealist meditation on the collapse of our notions of a fixed cosmic order". This interpretation suggests that Dalí was incorporating an understanding of the world introduced by Albert Einstein's theory of relativity.  In August 1929, Dalí met his lifelong muse and future wife Gala, who was a Russian immigrant ten years his senior.  Dalí and Gala lived in France throughout the Spanish Civil War (1936 to 1939) before leaving for the United States in 1940 where he achieved commercial success. He returned to Spain in 1948 where he developed his "nuclear mysticism" style, based on his interest in classicism, mysticism, and recent scientific developments. Dalí's artistic repertoire included painting, graphic arts, film, sculpture, design and photography, at times in collaboration with other artists. He also wrote fiction, poetry, autobiography, essays and criticism. Major themes in his work include dreams, the subconscious, sexuality, religion, science and his closest personal relationships. His eccentric and ostentatious public behavior often drew more attention than his artwork. In 1968, Dalí bought a castle in Púbol for Gala, and from 1971 she would retreat there for weeks at a time, Dalí having agreed not to visit without her written permission. His fears of abandonment and estrangement from his longtime artistic muse, Gala, contributed to depression and failing health. In 1980, at the age of 76, Dalí's health deteriorated sharply and he was treated for depression, drug addiction, and Parkinson-like symptoms, including a severe tremor in his right arm. Dali was obsessed with death. Feeling that any every moment he needed to be alive. At the end of his life, he is quoted as saying he was eccentric because he needed to show that he was alive as versus his brother who died very young and his family always referred to him as his brother. On the morning of January 23, 1989, Dalí died of cardiac arrest at the age of 84. He is buried in the crypt below the stage of his Theatre- Museum in Figueres. 
For strings, flute, trumpet, trombone, virtual instruments, sound effects and percussion.

Art Expressed In Music - Dali's Eccentricity, Feat. Belial Pelegrim

Solo Piano.   Created in Real-Time in the Recital Hall of Midwest Music Conservatory, St. Louis MO.

Photo by Brad Wright, www.BradWrightPhotography.com.

Year of Music I

Year of Music: May 11, 2011

For now I'm not using A.I. while creating my music. I share songs generated by A.I. only for informational purposes to make the unaware aware of the coming revolution in music.

At the beginning I would like to sincerely apologize that I am responding to comments late and I am sometimes unable to keep up with listening to your work, but I still work full-time in a profession that has absolutely nothing to do with music and I have my duties towards family and home.

To everyone who flew into my corner on SoundCloud: I am grateful for your support with likes, shares and thank you for the great comments. Please don't hesitate to suggest changes to my music in them. Thanks to this, the next songs will be better and better.

All my music is MIDI (except some drum loops), played/created by me and edited in Ableton Live.

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Born in 1970. Music fan since 1985. Now heaving fun with making music. I'm self-taught, playing everything by ear. Started in 1990's but due to certain circumstances left until April 2022. My music is created in Ableton Live Intro (until december 2022) and Standard with mostly free plug-ins. Fan of soundtracks (my personal heros are John Williams, Clint Mansell, Philip Glass, Thomas Newman, Hans Zimmer and much more), world music (Dead Can Dance), chillout (Bent, Zero7, Groove Armada, St. Germain, Air, Röyksopp, Kosheen and more), trip-hop (Massive Attack, Portishead), acid jazz (Us 3), fusion (Pat Metheny Group, Dirty Loops), progressive rock (Porcupine Tree), classical (Tchaikovsky, Mozart, Debussy, Orff, Mussorgsky) electronica (Imogen Heap), IDM/House (Moderat, Apparat, Plaid) and electronic music (Vangelis, Kraftwerk, Isao Tomita, Marek Biliński, J.J. Jarre).

Still learning how to produce music.

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