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Piano/instrumental composition, and piano: Debra Buesking @debra_buesking
Melody composition for the voice, photo and voice: Oddrun Eikli
Studiowork: Arne Hiorth
Poem: Robert Frost (1874-1963)

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Robert Lee Frost (født 26. mars 1874 i San Francisco i California, død 29. januar 1963 i Boston i Massachusetts) var en amerikansk poet. Han ble tildelt Pulitzerprisen fire ganger, henholdsvis i 1924, 1931, 1937 og 1943.

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening. Debra Buesking and Oddrun Eikli.

Slippin

Small Song

Dingo Ate My Baby

Composed and played by Loony De Bussy 

Art cover : Pearl by Nataly NGM 

Recorded on Korg D16
Mastered with Audacity

PERLE / Debussy Punk nº2                                 (for 2 guitars & 1 bass)

Anteprima Mouettes Soundcloud

Some new acoustic guitar stuff is under construction, but meanwhile here’s a very different beast, called 'Relentless'. About the relentless assembly line of life.

Relentless

Grave : music, acoustic guitar, vocals & lyrics

15 Min City W/ Grave

poor bastard it’s on your face
the permanent frown
we’ll give it the coup de grâce
the jolly smack down

in the morning… slip away
on the move… going

cracked windshield don’t block the way
to getting around
start picking the weed bouquet
we’re heading for town

in the morning… steal away
on the move… going

cat mother she wrings her hands
just leave us alone
she never did understand
a house ain’t a home

in the morning… slip away
on the move… going
california… get away
gonna move… going

last round up around this place
you dig up the bones
raise canvas for anyplace
the skull and crossbones
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Thanks to Janine Levinson, Cheesemont Paisely-Paisely, David Weiss, and Wheelwright for early listening and massively good suggestions.

Image by Spencer Davis via Unsplash.

California Leaving

Trance feat. Ryder
Vocals and Lyrics:
Ryderofficial:
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/22300/trance-travis-scott-type-vocal-160bpm-trap-acapella
Paploviante: E-Bass, Composing, Arrangement, Mix and Mastering

Trance feat. Ryder - Paploviante

"Starting Over" (demo v2)

Made and played by me on August 16 and September 12, 2024, using sounds e.g. from Yamaha Montage 8 (TX816 Electric Piano), Keyscape (Roland MKS-20 EP sound), Arturia Jup-8 V and UVI SonicPass (Emulator II, Marcato Strings sound).

Edited a little on September 12, 2024 (changed melody a bit & added and modified some chords, added some chorus etc.). Mastered with Ozone 11 on September 12, 2024.

I'm also working on an instrumentalized version. Also, this song could maybe use some lyrics, and it is still something I have to look into. All comments would be more than welcome, especially regarding the melody (it seems that good melodies are pretty challenging to develop).

As two sources of inspiration here I could name Luis Miguel's versions of the songs "Toda una vida" (by the great Osvaldo Farrés) and "Ese momento" (by the great Armando Manzanero).

Starting Over (v2)

LYRICS 
I heard her coming in at midnight
I said honey where you been
She said I've been to the movies
With Sue and my best friend Janine

She said we been talking
Seemed like for hours and hours
I said why don't you call me
You know that I worry, She said I'm sorry

I said what was the movie
And she said I don't know
I didn't take no notice
It was just somewhere to go

And she said we been talking
Seemed like for hours and hours
I said why don't you call me
You know that I worry, She said I'm sorry

Instrumental

And she said we been talking
Seemed like for hours and hours
I said why don't you call me
You know that I worry, She said I'm sorry

I said why was you talking
Is there something I should know
She said now honey don't be silly
But her face just let it show

And she said we been talking
Seemed like for hours and hours
I said why don't you call me
You know that I worry, She said I'm sorry

I heard her coming in at midnight

Fade




Coming in at Midnight

"For My Lady" is a song written by Ray Thomas that was released on the Moody Blues 1972 album Seventh Sojourn. It was also released as the B-side to the single "I'm Just a Singer (In a Rock and Roll Band)"
The lyrics to "For My Lady" are about the singer's desire for true love.The lyrics may have been inspired by Thomas' recent divorce at the time he wrote the song.

Music journalist Geoffrey Freakes described "For My Lady" as an "uncomplicated, uncluttered and blissfully romantic song" that is "supremely elegant." Moody Blues biographer Marc Cushman felt that "the melody and heartfelt vocal performance convey a sadness despite the positive nature of the lyrics. Tampa Tribune critic Ralph Harold described the song as "an elegant love song, almost Elizabethan, although somewhat gimmicky with a cymbal sound of ocean waves and a nautical harmonica and organ background.

At one point Justin Hayward plays a guitar note that had some listeners thinking that the guitar string broke. But according to Hayward that it was not a broken string but merely an emphasized pluck to accompany the lyrics "and slowly bow her head."                          Wikipedia

Mastered Track: Distrokid Mixea

For My Lady - The Moody Blues (Cover)

An excuse to use an E sus4#9#13 or maybe just F Maj7/E

Crisis Averted

Preludes for a Luminous Wanderer is a single journey, told in sixteen fragments of light and shadow.

Recorded in complete improvisation.
Each one is a moment caught in motion — a step on an unmarked road where the horizon walks with you.

From the first note in the pale light of dawn,
through silent seas, distant bells, and rain that falls like glass,
to the warmth of a luminous memory and the final drift into feathered light —
this neo-classical piano album is both a map and a mirror.

It is for those who have wandered,
for those who are still wandering,
and for those who have finally found that the wanderer was always themselves.


Prologue

There is no map for this journey.
It begins before the first step —
in the hush before dawn,
when the air itself seems to wait
for something only you can hear.

You carry no luggage,
only the weight of moments
you never thought would matter.
The road before you is not paved,
but made of light and shadow,
of rain that falls upward,
of waves that whisper your name.

And somewhere ahead,
a figure walks, luminous against the horizon —
not a stranger,
but the shape of your own becoming.


The Cycle

1. Prelude in the First Light
In a ray that has yet to touch the earth, the first note awakens.

2. Prelude to the Awakening Shore
The sea opens its eyes, and every breath becomes a wave.

3. Prelude in Wind-Carved Clouds
The wind shapes the sky into forms no one else will see.

4. Prelude for the Wandering Tide
The tide carries away footprints to where the land forgets all names.

5. Prelude in Raindrop Glass
Every drop holds an entire world, inverted and shimmering.

6. Prelude in the Language of Distant Bells
Faint chimes drift across the horizon like fragments of memory.

7. Prelude in Shifting Shadows
Shadows dance with light as two eternal companions.

8. Prelude to the Silent Sea
An ocean where you can drown without fear, without touching the water.

9. Prelude in the Shape of Wind
Invisible hands carve paths no one can follow.

10. Prelude in Broken Ivory
Keys with cracks where stories live.

11. Prelude to the Last Star
A fire in the sky that burns only while someone is watching.

12. Prelude in the Language of Waves
The waves whisper words that cannot be translated.

13. Prelude for the Unreturning Path
A path that leads into the light, leaving no trace behind.

14. Prelude for a Luminous Memory
A memory that warms, even when the world has gone cold.

15. Prelude Beneath the Glass Horizon
The horizon lies under your feet, glimmering like water.

16. Prelude in the Feathered Light
Light drifts like feathers, carrying the weight of silence.


Epilogue

You do not arrive at a place.
You arrive at a self
you did not know you had been searching for.

The luminous figure ahead
turns to face you —
and you see it has your eyes,
your hands,
your voice when you speak in dreams.

The path behind you is already gone,
swallowed by light.
You are both the wanderer and the home.

And the sea,
the wind,
the bells in the distance —
all of them play your name,
until there is no name left,
only music.

Prelude Beneath the Glass Horizon

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