Name: Time is a Construct by Remnant60
Duration: 2 min 25 s
Description: Image done with AI, and that's all AI will ever touch...of my creations

could this be the first 'time' I like a song title and description even more than the music?! Tuff call, cause I love the music  :)

Wonderful playing👏👏👏 Beautiful and atmospheric‼️

Sweet, feels like I’m in the middle of a desert

"Fields Of Hay" was quite a challenge indeed. What originated as a simple riff turned into an epic task although most people seem to be happy with the end result.
Due to Covid lockdown restrictions I wasn't able to get any local singers. The song sat incomplete for weeks until a friend introduced me to a website called Fiverr. 
I was able to contact a Pro Session musician called Alex D who helped out with the vocal. He is based in Cyprus on the other side of the planet. We bounced ideas and MP3's off each other until the final mix and song was completed! Thank goodness for technology! Please enjoy!

Fields of Hay

Fields Of Hay

Written, produced and performed by Enijs Maiks
Elektrikana Rekordz, 2022

Quiet Angels (2022) ER TK-174

My version (cover) of Nirvana’s “Something In The Way”.

Something In The Way (Nirvana Cover)

Life and me. Life continues...I put that feeling into it!!

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life and me

Music: Composed, written, mixed, mastered, by: Txmmy Lofi


Vocals/Lyrics: Written, performed, mixed and mastered by: The Mysterious Decibel

Lyrics:

Daydream in the sun
the night may wield the gun
But I'm over it
Over it!
Can't just let go
Let go like crazy eights
I just wanna close my eyes and count the sheep hopping gates
All the weight is there
Dying on a prayer
The corpse on the wall is me and I'm feeling unaware
Daydream in the sun
The night may wield the gun
But I'm over it
Over it

This pillow has never been colder
Staring my own placeholder
Moonlight spare me darkness
Because what we don't see
What we don't see might be more free than the freefall

Txmmy Lofi x The Mysterious Decibel - Nightly Pillows

Ian Greaves vocals @ipg1
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/modern-times

Special thanks goes to @r-u-r-pl for his endless patience and absolute hears. Advices - priceless.

Modern Times - IPG1 vs kavvka (New Soul Project re-edit 2024)

Image done with AI, and that's all AI will ever touch...of my creations

Time is a Construct

Whatever Love Is
(John Stone) May 24
https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=whatever+love+means+interview

The Track has two strands sung simultaneously

Strand 1

Whatever Love Is
(John Stone) 

The Track has two strands sung simultaneously

Strand 1
Whatever love is
Whatever love Breaks
 Gives
 Takes
 Makes
 Fakes
Whatever love is

Whatever love Is
Whatever love Finds
Holds
Binds
Minds
Blinds
Whatever love is

Whatever love Is 
Whatever love Knows
Hides
Shows
Chose
 Grows
Whatever love is

Whatever love Is
Whatever love Kills
Saves
Wills
Thrills
Fills
Whatever love is

Whatever love Is
Whatever love Brings
Loses
Wins
Swings
Spins
Whatever love is

Whatever love Is
Whatever love Knows
Hides
Shows
Sows
Grows
Whatever love is

Whatever love Is
Whatever love Plans
Bridges
Spans
Slams
Bans
Whatever love is

Whatever love is
Whatever love Breaks
Gives
Takes
Makes
Fakes
Whatever love is

Whatever love Is
Whatever love Finds
Holds
Binds
Minds
Blinds
Whatever love is

Whatever love Is 
Knows
Hides
Shows
Chose
Grows
Whatever love is

Whatever love Is
Whatever love Kills
Saves
Wills
Thrills
Fills
Whatever love is

Whatever love Is
Whatever love Brings
Loses
Wins
Swings
Spins
Whatever love is

Strand 2

So you think you could be falling in love
And yet you just don’t know what it is
It might as well be anything you could suppose 
But when it comes to loving someone nobody knows
Although you know there’s a feeling do you know what it is?
Or are you just   sorry for some things that you did
Are you letting out emotions that are better kept hid
You wouldn’t want to hurt her would you heaven forbid
Now sympathy is always such a dangerous call
It can make you feel that you’re maybe getting ready to fall
You’re hanging round her neighbourhood though God knows what for
Maybe hoping just to see her, maybe something much more
Though mother might have told you in emotions we trust
Is it hope, is it fear, is it love, is it lust
Its not that you were looking out for someone for life
You never had that problem never looking for strife
Its not as though there’s never less than plenty on call
And when it comes to living then you’re having it all
But what is that seems to keep you waking at night
You’re not afraid of the dark nor afraid of the light
Is it fear of the future or fear of the past
Or fear that round the corner you’ll be lonely at last
Now you’re tossing and you’re turning waking up soaking wet
And the only thinking that’s on your mind is is something thing you can’t  get
Maybe this is the time that you’re falling for real
But you wish you could be sure that its love that you feel
Its true you want see her almost every day
But when you finally get so see her you’ve got nothing to say
She’s not exactly pretty but you don’t even mind
But maybe that’s a signal as they say love is blind
You shared your private number and you hoped that she’d call
And was happy even if she told you nothing at all
Whatever’s going on you try to keep it inside
But increasingly its something that you can’t even hide
Is it fear of the future or fear of the past
Are you afraid that something serious will happen at last
You know you can’t remember ever feeling this way
You want to tell her something but don’t know what to say
Is it love, is it love …

Whatever love Is 
Whatever love Knows
Whatever love Hides
Whatever love Shows
Whatever love Chose
Whatever love Grows
Whatever love Is

Whatever love is
Whatever love Breaks
Whatever love Gives
Whatever love Takes
Whatever love Makes
Whatever love Fakes
Whatever love Is

Whatever love is…

Whatever Love Is

The second song in our summer series; "A Shared Horizon..." takes us from the bare existence of cave dwelling and primitive art; to tribal society, city/state, and advancing civilization. But it has its pitfalls. Just as basic moral values are amplified for the good of society, there lurks in the shadows a growing evil of greed and lust for power, often by the very leaders placed in power.  It would become for mankind "the best of times and the worst of times".
A huge thank you again to Seagull and Peter for their vision, creativity, and production expertise in making this series possible:) 
Oddrun;
Lead us on
To a golden dawn
A warming place
Of hope’s embrace
David;
And lo! Established as it was, the platform of our species from caved ashes so to rise
Though needs of leaders quite because of traits depraved that good Gods may despise.
But why in aeons’ sequence led you must as always to the route of social harms?
We placed therein our sacred trust of democratic fruits within your grasping scaly palms.
Each brave insanity’s crooked generation of your leadership has truly failed.
As the slave galley of humanity to the devil’s veneration unto hellish waters duly sailed.
Oddrun;
Save us now
Help us breathe somehow
You sate your greed
While our future bleeds
David;
On every front we count your preachers labouring ‘neath our own travails,
Freedoms, equity, justice, truth, each our moral sense assails,
Education, nurtured health and social care just as with security, were never profit counted there,
All ghosted children’s wealth stolen with impunity whilst you, despotic, thrive on bountied fare.
No plans for the good, the safe and caring, where parental ties ever fearful, are left despairing.
For every future you have raped, baring lies bequeathed upon the tearful bible of your swearing.
Oddrun;
Buried alive
‘Neath your craven lies
Your cataract eyes
The blinding fog of our demise
David;
And now the circle is complete on its infinity of broken planal points,
As to the murk we fall replete, a trinity of cloven hooves profanely to anoint.
And yet, as poverty defines this shrine, wherein within, there’s naught that’s mine,
Not even of old bone and stone, or painted ochre fine
But whilst my furry forebears appreciated well, all that on their back was theirs.
I smell the consequence that all your works regressive lack, for we, the caveman’s heirs.
Music & Narration; Our fine guitarist; David, @david-dunhamuser589535203
Vocals; Soundcloud's most wonderful voice; Oddrun, @oddrun-eikli
Lyrics; Our dear poet Peter, soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Compilation, Mix and Production; Our gifted Seagull, @farout-music-studio

Developing Man (Seagull; synths, Oddrun; vocals, Peter; lyric/poetry, David; guitars, narration)

Sparkles (2018) Anthology CD3 Track 04

Soft piano music for sleeping, relaxing, studying and meditation.

Rainy_Day_In_Paris_Take12_2AUG25Braxton

I enjoy mashing sounds together that please me...would love to collaborate with like-minded souls...

The tools I have currently are a Samson Graphite 49 midi controller fed into Logic Pro X run on an @pple Studio. A heavily modified Crate branded Electra Guitar, a Crate branded Electra Bass with Wilkonson pups, an Alvarez-Yairi YM-1 Acoustic, a Vangoa Mandolin, a Kmise Ukelele, a mountain Dulcimer and some other noise-making toys fed into a Focusrite Scarlett 2i2 via various mikes.

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Time is a Construct

Remnant60

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