Related tracks: You Can't Go Wrong!

Photograph / my dear friend Mr. Spike & Satomi(U.S.A.)
Title / Satomi(U.S.A.) Complication or Bless me Father 
Vocal & songwriting / Shinobu
Guitar & arrangement / Hiro

Complication

Capo

Send It With The Wind

Taken from the upcoming full length debut album (TBR mid-2024)
(p) & (c), 2023.
Youtube link: https://youtu.be/F8sinHhDbp8
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Lyrics:
Listen from far beyond
listen you crowd of loss
listen you all, a generation of pain 
that felt destruction so close

listen people who wheep
that you are the chosen sheep
a sheep that will live, forever you will
and without any bleed

and the seasons are changing
and the days are passing by, while fighting the good fight
and the time feels like raging, an unstoppable light 
and now i am saying...you can't go wrong! 

I hear some people sing, 
i hear some people scream,
i know we all, being under the sky  
in this place where we breathe and dream

listen around the globe,
embrace what u  really love
with body and soul you have to give in
 and never let it go!

Rock and Roll Kills

You Can't Go Wrong!

Portal To Another World

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.

Small Song

Epic, Cinematic and Orchestral Music
Picture by jhantares
Franck C Production
Music by Franck Charles ©
ASCAP
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b5vp_FXwNEg
Version 2024

Sandstorm

Why entropy? Entropy is a measure of disorder and there are always more messy than tidy variations. Entropy is chaos. In art, we strive to bring order and symmetry and thus create an aesthetic beauty that the universe would never create by itself. So, out of the sea of ​​random combinations, the artist must create something meaningful. An artist always tries to bring order to chaos.

Entropy (For more than one guitar)

Through The Looking Glass

A great colaboration with @xian3, many thanks man it was a pleasure again...

Stranger

As a stranger i arrived
As a stranger i went

As a stranger i arrived
As a stranger i went
From anywhere close to somewhere
And then back to anywhere again

Well I could tell a thousand tales
Well i could tell a thousand lies

I could tell a thousand dreams
That might not be true
Could formulate a thousand lines
You won’t believe that they’re true

Well, I could tell…
I could run a hundred thousand miles and more…

As a stranger i arrived
As a stranger i went

As a stranger i arrived
As a stranger i went
From anywhere close to somewhere
And then back to anywhere again…

- solo -

As a stranger i arrived
As a stranger i went
From anywhere close to somewhere
And then back to anywhere again

One thing asking myself,
Has it been true ?
Did i really run a thousand miles
Just to get hold of you ?
One thing that i must ask again
Has that been true ?
Did i really run a thousand miles
Just to get hold of you ?

Well, i could tell…
Well, i could tell…

Did i really run a thousand miles
Just to get hold of you ?
Did i really write a thousand lines
Then to get rid of you ?
I could run a hundred thousand miles
Well, i could run a hundred thousand miles and more
With a stone in my shoe…

Stranger (wt xian3, raw edit)

"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)

4th single from my new album NEST! Will be happy if you check it out and tell me what you think of it!

Video - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=inTv59W9sSE&list=OLAK5uy_mjMtKPl5Pn8NjkxkJIk-Nx9nz0EN1LKZw&index=3

Virsotnēs // Mountain Peaks

An uplifting piece with such encouragement as we travel through this life.

Journey to the New World

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 in the Language of Distant Bells

Take A Minute

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!

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