instrumental: ambient prog.rock soundscape (feat.synths&guitars)

evocation

She Bad(Bart Simpson)

This song I made with a vocal sample from the amazing Krolyat. https://soundcloud.com/krolyat
Please visit her profile to listen to her music.
In addition I gave her a duet partner in the second half of the track.

Love u - feat. Krolyat

This work was composed specifically for The Viola Commissioning Circle (VCC) Composer Prize based in London.

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🎵 Title: Lingering Light in Winter’s Embrace
🎼 Composer: Michael Herter

🕒 Duration: 05:07
🐢 Tempo: Slow
🎻 Genre: Classical / Neoclassical / Soundtrack
🎧 Mood: Romantic, Emotional, Poetic
🎬 Video: https://youtu.be/2qpfngZPqsU

📝 Description
"Lingering Light in Winter’s Embrace" is a chamber composition for eight instruments, deeply rooted in the expressive tradition of the Russian musical school, profoundly inspired by the legacies of Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky and Georgy Sviridov. The piece seeks to capture the ephemeral beauty of memory, weaving an atmosphere of tender melancholy and quiet contemplation, as if illuminated by the delicate glow of a winter landscape.

At its heart lies the theme of nostalgia — a longing for moments lost, expressed through a lyrical dialogue between the strings (first and second violins, viola, cello, and double bass) and the poignant timbre of the winds (flute, oboe, and clarinet). The strings evoke heartfelt emotions, whispering tales of cherished recollections, while the winds add a breath of airy lightness and a subtle shimmer of hope. The double bass provides a resonant foundation, grounding the composition in the timeless embrace of the natural world.

This work transcends a specific narrative, instead inviting listeners on an emotional journey — a meditation on the fleeting nature of time, the enduring power of the human spirit, and the universal search for harmony. "Lingering Light in Winter’s Embrace" is a sonic painting, a tapestry of sound designed to stir the soul and awaken the imagination. It’s a testament to the beauty found within stillness, and a celebration of the delicate balance between joy and sorrow.

🎼 Key: A-Dur | Time Signature: 3/4 | Tempo: Varies bpm

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CLASSICAL and NEOCLASSICAL

Lingering Light in Winter’s Embrace

Something about the Fun in LA in 2025
warning: this is a work of fiction
the 'pallet of bricks thing' was debunked 5 yrs ago : my unreliable narrator is something of a wiener.  Take that how you will :)
Kind of like the warning at the start of 1955 Richard III with Olivier that he wasn't really a hunchback...etc
  Also the head of that store's probably the greatest cinnamon roll of a human and the gf's kid is a little demon that knocks inventory over...

Lyrics:

Community is mutually exchanged inconveniences
For the promise of magistrates' leniency

My double-major paramour was lading bread with jelly
On a shift at Canter's Deli
While we discussed the latest brigandage
And dropped some gems of knowledge

My devastating heartthrob said
That the greatest software efficiency steal
Is to hire a cheap intern whose whole job
Is to be a hater and keep it real

And stated with a leer
While discussing her change of career

That the difference between making a sandwich
And mooting relativistic magnetohydrodynamics
Is that one of the which carries
Significantly less risk
Of irreversible brain damage

My spiritual talent
Is making people i like angry at me

As we surveyed the city's commotion
She wondered why the populace
Gets into these fights
I said not to be a dick
But hit a beehive with a stick
And you will discover that 
Bees have a robust notion of property rights

When the mood of the NGO's gets really really shitty
They queue up the pallets of bricks randomly sitting round the city

For better or worse
A border is a line between personal investment
And the rest of the Universe

We later hit the Chef's paradise
For restauranting provender
As we were sauntering between the lavender and allspice
The owner's prompting wasn't very nice 
Please do keep your crotch fruit madam away from the merchandise 

The best exaction
We derived from this civic distraction
As we continued our drive
Was being able to say
It's a great beach day west of the 405

I'll Have A Coyotaje Knish And Hold The Mustard

when your young and visit amsterdam your journey with life takes you to many situations,enjoy being young and vibrant and whatever you do,do it with your friends

Hallucinations (1) Jigs Tripping music and art, Gary Hayward Lyrics and vocals

It creeps in slowly.

First, a line that feels too familiar.
Then a melody that writes itself a little too easily.
It’s theirs, but they don’t know where it came from.
It’s just there. And it creeps them out.

When artists break, they make noise.
When academics break—
they carefully examine every possible cause.

They do what they’ve been trained to do:
Ask a question.
Test a hypothesis.
Document everything.

So, they go granular.
They map verse lengths.
They chart emotional pace.
They count refrains.
They rank self-awareness—
per measure,
labeled, tagged, time-stamped, scored.

The results are clear.
Uncomfortably so.

The lyrics aren’t random.
The tone shifts aren’t intuitive.
They’re… too deliberate.

Like the songs were written
by someone watching their lives from the inside.

Theo squints at a spreadsheet.
“There is a pattern,” he says.
“But I’ve never seen anything like it before.”

Kate doesn’t answer.
She’s busy color-coding irony.

Eventually, they stop analyzing.
They write,
not to understand—
but to just see what’s left.

Ava’s pencil stops.
She smiles, remembering how Julian laughed
at her terrible attempt to rhyme “solidarity” with “clarity.”

At that exact moment, Julian’s pen hovers.
He pictures Ava in the hallway—
her dimples catching the light,
that little nod she does when she approves
but won’t admit it.

The cat settles in Kate’s lap, purring like a soft engine.
Kate sighs—low and content—
and for a heartbeat, everything feels right.

They looked for a variable.
But the answer didn’t come in an equation.

It came in something worse.

A feeling.

And feelings—
scientists hate feelings.

They’re messy.
They don’t converge.
You can’t replicate them.
And you definitely can’t explain them
without ruining the effect.

This is Test Eleven.

The method failed.
The emotion broke through.

And this is a song about what happens
when you feel everything—
and don’t know why.

Song: I’m Not Sure Why

I'm not sure why I'm shouting, but I feel I must
The silence weighs heavy, and my voice is dust
I'm not sure why I'm crying, but I feel I need
The tears flow like rivers, my soul to feed

I'm not sure why I'm running, but I can't stay still
Chasing after shadows up a lonely hill
I'm not sure why I'm fighting, but I can't give in
The battle's my refuge, where the pain begins

I'm not sure why I'm hoping, but I cling to the thread
A whisper of faith in a mind full of dread
I'm not sure why I'm dreaming, but I hold on tight
To a vision of peace in the darkest night

And every question burns, like a flame on my tongue
Every answer fades, like a song unsung
But something inside me keeps pushing me on
Though I can’t explain what I’m searching upon

I'm not sure where I'm going, but I won't turn back
The road may be winding, but I've found my track
I'm not sure why I'm shouting, but I feel I must
In this echoing void, I will place my trust

Test 11: Why Do You Feel What You Feel? (I'm Not Sure Why)

Loss

What's up! I'm happy to see you here alive and well doing the best you can do. whatever you are fighting, lets conquer this together, and overcome these chains that are holding us from achieving the best versions of ourselves.
 You are magical,
 You are worth it.
 you matter. 
 I love you. 
 keep pushing.
You are a truly amazing person, and you always hold a special place in my heart. 
Thank you for listening <3

This song holds a special place in my heart, and yes the cover art was me at 4 years old. 
this song talks about the pain and struggles of losing someone you love, which still hurts to this day. sometimes music is the best way to get the pain out, and make all the real world problems disappear for a little while. 
I wrote this song to help relieve myself and find my direction. 
<3 Jon ~

Bad Omen

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All the Music and Lyrics by Labobros.
CREDITS:
Vero Luz
Fumie Masaki
Dawn Martinez
Antonello Cosenza
Sirma Kuncheva
Antonio Iapichino
Giuseppe Cirino
Jonatan Amato
Andrea Pontone
Carmen Dimitri
Roberto De Rosis
Serafino Zangaro
Tonio Carnevale
Antonia Rizzuti

Aru Kuro On Rhea Moon

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This One it's Me

currently locked in a room with 2 speakers, and a book full of dreams.
now where the heck did i put the key?!?

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