A selection of the excellent works of awesome artists, friends and supporters.
Thank you!! :)

Great tracks (multi genre) - June 2020

Check out Darren Sullivan Clownfest 5 https://www.clownfest.live
set Saturday April 3rd 4:20pmPST, 7:20pmEST, 2420 UK. Three unreleased tracks. 5 Films with 5 tracks. Live Chat

CLOWNFEST 5 April 1st-5th, 2021

FREEDOM AT THE MAGIC TULIP GARDEN

Related tracks: Dance A Little Closer

[UNDER CONSTRUCTION]

Tradacoustic series no. 361

Music, mostly recent, a few days, a few months...

created: 2025/03/05

hk_tradacoustic_361

Vol. 2

Some great songs from some Fantastic Artist's/Bands and a few of my own.

AB Playlist 035 Part 2

NEW PLAYLIST 03 03 2019 ENJOY THIS MUSIC

STRANGE FRIENDS

From the album (Parenthèse) 10 tracks in 1 by Imre Lodbrog et sa Petite Amie
https://music.apple.com/us/album/parenthèse-ep/1562536622

MAGIC CARPET FLYING ABOVE YOUR LITTLE HOMES
PRETTY BABY SMILING AS THE MONSTER GROANS

EVERYTHING’S SO PERFECT IT’S HARD TO BELIEVE
WHAT ELSE CAN WE EXPECT MORE THAN JUST TO LIVE

MAGIC MUSHROOMS FLYING FUNNY LITTLE DRONES
WHILE YOU PEOPLE SNORE IN YOUR LITTLE HOMES

EVERYTHING’S SO PERFECT IT’S HARD TO BELIEVE
WHAT ELSE CAN WE EXPECT MORE THAN JUST TO GIVE

MAGIC CARPET FLYING ABOVE YOUR LITTLE HOMES
PRETTY BABY SMILING

MAGIC (Lyrics + link) from the album (Parenthèse)+ Barbara Browning

Paroles

Je suis né le jour de sa mort 
Il est enterré dans ma ville 
Il me parle dans mon sommeil 
Je crois déraisonner 
Il me parle dans mon sommeil 
Je crois déraisonner 

ouais !

Comme lui, un reptile se cache en moi 
Comme lui, je compte mes écailles 
Nous avons le sang froid 
Nous avons le sang froid 
Brûlant dans la colère 
Nous avons le sang froid 
Brûlant dans la colère 

Cinquantième année qu'il me hante 
Cinquante ans que fleurissent des fleurs noires 
Cinquante fleurs noires 
Cinquante tulipes noires 
Cinquante fleurs noires 
Cinquante tulipes noires 

J'ai écris cinquante poèmes 
A cinquante femmes 
Avec des plumes ou des craies 
Cinquante poèmes désespérants 

Attendant le soleil 
Regardant les ombres tourner autour de moi 
Regardant le jour qui se lève 
Dans mes nuits hantées sans sommeil 
Dans mes nuits hantées

Cinquante années qu'il me hante 
Cinquante ans que fleurissent des fleurs noires
Cinquante fleurs noires 
Cinquante tulipes noires 
Cinquante fleurs noires 


J'ai bu le sang du taureau 
Un rapace sur mon épaule 
Me disait.
Il faut continuer, la route  est longue
Il faut continuer, la vie est courte 
Il faut continuer,  la route  est longue
Il faut continuer, la vie est courte 
La vie est courte !
La route est longue !


J'ai prié pour qu'il m'entende 
J'ai crier si fort que la nuit s'est déchirée 
J'ai cru apercevoir, ses yeux dans mon regard.
J'ai cru apercevoir, ses yeux dans mon regard. 

Cinquantième année qu'il me hante 
Cinquante ans que fleurissent 
Cinquante fleurs noires 
Cinquante tulipes noires 
Cinquante fleurs noires 


Cinquantième année qu'il me hante 
Cinquante ans que fleurissent des fleurs noires 
Cinquante fleurs noires 
Cinquante tulipes noires 
Cinquante fleurs noires 
Cinquante tulipes noires

Misanthrope

Cinquante tulipes noires

Cinquante Tulipes Noires

Thursday's Child

The Secret Garden

https://open.spotify.com/track/1RzjhetgXC27i7AO5fF914?si=71a5b00098f94d1a
"Time Far Away" electronic music with vocals
image from my photo art
"There's a time far away"

Time Far Away

Once I wrote a description here !!!

Ok let's say I started adding layers to the great music https://soundcloud.com/progrockdan1 sent to me.

Letra (translated lyrics below)

Se arrastró bajo los muros,
llorando.
Se filtró por las ranuras,
buscándome.
Y miró entre las fisuras,
deseando:
mucho claro, nada oscuro,
llamándome…
 
Mas el centinela mágico
de quijadas relucientes,
descarnado por los dientes
de mil y un gusanos cárnicos,
por la acción más degenérica
de venenos de odio y muerte,
este ser, cerebro inerte,
la detuvo, niña histérica…
 
Pero huyó,
vio sentada su promesa de llamarme.
Y escapó,
Vio prendido su deseo de amarme.
Sensación
de saber que era la presa, fuego y carne,
y en la intensa luz de vida vino a hallarme;
y me encontró.
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She crawled under the walls,
crying.
She filtered through the grooves,
searching for me.
And she looked inside the fissures,
wishing:
much clarity, no darkness,
calling me…

But the magic sentry
of shining jawbones,
eaten to the bone by the teeth
of thousand and one meat worms,
For the most degenerated action
of poisons of hatred and death,
this being, inert brain,
detained her, hysterical girl …

But she fled,
found assured her promise of calling me.
And she escaped,
found on fire her willing to love me.
Sensation
of knowing that she was the prey, fire and flesh,
and in the intense light of life she came to find me;
and she did.

Ella huyó - She fled (with ProgRockDan1)

a slow burn still in progress, as music should be...in a fluid state

a slow burn

Opus80

This dancefloor was empty until you showed up, but there's one more thing you can do...

Dance a little closer!

Dance A Little Closer

Theres Music In My Veins

Using Arturia new Synth Module Yangtze.
Using Augmented Synthesis on this Chinese Traditional Instrument.
One Windy Day

One Windy Day

Cloud Shadows - With Stan Magendanz - lyrics by Simone Maffescioni

All sounds produced by the Fudge Nutz. Played live around 95

Oak Bark Mixed With Toad Live

One of the more enriching aspects of a collab' project like this, is the exchange of ideas, drivers and perceptions about the topic at hand;  please note that those which follow are mine alone.

Find Seagull's brilliant music here: https://soundcloud.com/farout-music-studio
Find David's beautiful guitar work here: https://soundcloud.com/david-dunhamuser589535203
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And so it rains… here, in the pile of moral and cultural rubble roughly where a place called England used to be.  Rain that is not acid, but acrid, coming, as it does, from the persistent shower of vile spittle emanating from the crooked mouths of the horde of liars, cheats, frauds and fornicators at Westminster.  Their policies as illegitimate as their credentials (and certain other aspects of their lives), these creatures shuffle about at the feet of their gay muslim billionaire benefactor / puppetmaster, shamelessly lapping up his tossed treats and trinkets in return for unfettered access to the heart of an executive whose mission is as fraudulent as its mandate: the eradication of the indigenous population, its culture and its history.  Their tools of the trade familiar to any rapacious despot of a failed state: fabricated manifestos; indoctrination to brainwash; history rewritten; injunctions to stem free speech; cancelled elections;  suppression of mainstream media through litigative threat;  transformation of the national broadcaster to the faithful puppy propaganda mouthpiece of the party machine; and hands-on directive control of judiciary and police functions to impose a vindictive and vicious two tier justice system within which peaceful protestors are handed brutal custodial sentences leading to a (no doubt welcome) uptick in prison suicides, as others, of a different ethnic background, violently assault a female police officer or stand on podiums with megaphones, exhorting the crowds before them to slash throats, and then walk free with police protection whilst the precious human rights of convicted terrorists are nurtured even as the mouths of their victims’ loved ones are sealed with gagging orders.  Oh, and should you wish, in this crumbling Year Zero aspirational autocracy, to publicly reject the learned principles underpinning any particular religious faith, then the aforementioned politically directed police will happily offer you a light for any holy text you wish to burn in order to make your point.  With one exception.  And it isn’t the bible....

And so it rains….
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Photo by Norbert Tóth on Unsplash

Rain ... with Seagull and David Dunham

This track is the result of a jam session and experiments with various mixing techniques.

Devil's Finger

Bill Liggett Vocals and Acoustic Guitar
Single Use Electric 

I really dig the vocal delivery and musicianship of Mr. Liggett.  Thanks Bill for letting me tag along this one.  

Hope you enjoy!   
Please note I only added the electric and logic drums

All You Need To Know (all Bill Liggett w/SU&R)

I had a dream, and I wrote this song not to forget it. 

Technical highlights: hand played bass, slightly odd riff on chorus (15/2) & some extra psychedelia.

Pic & sounds taken with my phone during a recent experience which could help me understand the dream, maybe…

Letra  /  Lyrics:

NÍMOR (No sé dónde estoy)  /  NÍMOR (I don’t know where I am)

Entré en la sala sin hacer ruido,  /  I entered the room making no noise,
los pocos que vi eran desconocidos,  /  the few ones I saw were strangers,
busqué una cama que estuviera libre y dormí.  /  I looked for a spare bed and slept.

Al día siguiente no encontré mi sitio,   /  The following day I didn’t find my place,
todo estaba lleno de desconocidos,  /  the whole room was full of strangers,
me di la vuelta para salir y te vi.  /  I turned around to leave and I saw you.

Nímor, no sé dónde estoy...  /  Nímor, I don’t know where I am...
Nímor, no sé quién eres…  /  Nímor, I don’t know who you are …

La cama de al lado estaba vacía,  /  The bed at your side was empty,
y me preguntaste si la quería,  /  and you asked if I wanted it,
la quise y pronto nos hicimos amigos,  /  I did and soon we became friends,
desconocidos.  /  strangers.

Nímor, no sé dónde estoy...  /  Nímor, I don’t know where I am...
Nímor, no sé quién eres…  /  Nímor, I don’t know who you are …
Nímor, no sé qué pasa…  /  Nímor, I don’t know what’s going on...
Nímor, no sé dónde estoy...  /  Nímor, I don’t know where I am...

Te pregunté “¿cómo se llama este sitio?”  /  I asked you "what’s the name of this place?"
y me contestaste que estaba contigo,  /  and you answered that I was with you,
y sin darme cuenta te quise mucho y dormí.  /  and unconsciously I loved you so and slept.

Ahora del sueño ya me he despertado,  /  Now from the dream I’ve already woken,
tu nombre lamento no haber preguntado,  /  your name I regret not having asked,
te llamaré como el sitio en que te conocí.  /  I’ll call you like the place where I met you.

Nímor (…)  /  Nímor (…)

ER27HC06 ©1995 ®2015

Honorable broadcast (34:47 - 40.00): http://jeffhickmott.podomatic.com/entry/2015-09-18T05_02_20-07_00

Nota para el oyente español: ninguna influencia de Chiquito de la Calzada en el título; lo pongo tal como lo soñé y punto.

NÍMOR (No sé dónde estoy)

Piano Story

@radder-productions-mainpage
@radder-productions

R E A L L Y   C R A Z Y 2

Texte Français et Google traduction

Des mots sans paroles, des mots regard
Des mains qui frôlent, des mots du soir
Des mots en douce, des mots flatteurs
Des mains de mousse, des mots rêveurs.

Des mots de tendre, des mots si doux
Des mains qui tremblent, des mots de fou
Des mots de charme, des mots qui rient
Des mains sans armes, des mots choisis.

Des mots et des mains
Des mains sur des mots
Des mots et des mains
Des mots pour demain…
Des mots… Des mots pour demain

Des mots qui chantent, des mots de vie
Des mains pressantes, des mots aussi.
Des mots je t’aime, des mots baiser
Des mains qui traînent, des mots osés.

Des mots et des mains
Des mains sur des mots
Des mots et des mains
Des mots pour demain…
Des mots… Des mots pour demain

Des mots de couche, des mots de corps
Des mains qui touchent, des mots encore
Des mots d’Eden, des mots qui crient
Des mains qui prennent, des mots d’envie.

Des mots du cœur, des mots en miel
Des mains en sueur, des mots du ciel
Des mots silence, des mots bonheur
Des mains en transe, des mots d’ailleurs.


Des mots et des mains
Des mains sur des mots
Des mots et des mains
Des mots pour demain…
Des mots… Des mots pour demain

WORDS AND HANDS

Words without words, words look
Hands that graze, words of the evening
Sweet words, flattering words
Hands of foam, dreamy words.

Words of tender, words so sweet
Shaking hands, crazy words
Words of charm, words that laugh
Unarmed hands, chosen words.

Words and hands
Hands on words
Words and hands
Words for tomorrow ...
Words ... Words for tomorrow

Words that sing, words of life
Strong hands, words too.
Words I love you, words kiss
Hands lying around, daring words.

Words and hands
Hands on words
Words and hands
Words for tomorrow ...
Words ... Words for tomorrow

Layer words, body words
Touching hands, words again
Words of Eden, words that cry
Hands that take, words of desire.

Heart words, honey words
Sweaty hands, words from the sky
Words of silence, words of happiness
Hands in a trance, words from elsewhere.


Words and hands
Hands on words
Words and hands
Words for tomorrow ...
Words ... Words for tomorrow

DES MOTS ET DES MAINS (L'amour heureux)

Vintage Love 
Available on Bandcamp, iTunes and Spotify

Vintage Love (EP)

Darkside - Melancoholic

SOMEONE LIKE YOU
Written, Performed & Produced
by Andrew Borderick Copyright 2018/2020
Re-Mastered by Andrew Borderick OCT 2020

MAY'BE IT'S ALL FOR YOU,
MAY'BE IT'S ALL FOR ME,
TELL ME WE DID'NT SAY,
THIS IS THE GAME WE PLAY,

I'VE JUST TAKEN YOU FOR YOU,
MAY'BE WE'LL FADE AWAY,
THERE'S NOTHING LEFT HERE TO STAY, BUT

IT'S ALWAYS ABOUT THE TRUST,
IF YOUR LOOKING FOR LOVE AND LUST,
LOOKING IS HARD TO DO,
WHEN YOUR LIVING IN AND OUT OF THE BLUE,

IT'S BEEN RAINING HARD WITH TRUTH,
IT'S NEVER GONNA FADE AWAY,
THERE'S NOTHING LEFT HERE TO SAY, BUT

YOU'RE LOOKING FOR, I'M LOOKING FOR,
YOU'RE LOOKING FOR SOMEONE LIKE YOU,
(break)
MAY'BE IT'S ALL FOR YOU,
MAY'BE IT'S ALL FOR ME,
TELL ME WE DID'NT SAY,
THIS IS THE GAME WE PLAY,

I'VE JUST TAKEN YOU FOR YOU,
MAY'BE WE'LL FADE AWAY,
THERE'S NOTHING LEFT HERE TO STAY, BUT

YOU'RE LOOKING FOR, I'M LOOKING FOR,
YOU'RE LOOKING FOR SOMEONE LIKE YOU,
YOU'RE LOOKING FOR, I'M LOOKING FOR,
YOU'RE LOOKING FOR SOMEONE LIKE YOU,






not every thing is always as it seems.

2018 PRO TOOLS

Someone like you

SOMEONE LIKE YOU

The Unquiet Grave

Video: https://youtu.be/5ffk_-7VzYY
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Enjoy this moody autumnal track from the newly released album "Where Giants Roam The Earth"!

The last couple of weeks have been quite intense. We had an amazing trip to Berlin where I got the chance to perform on the stage of Berlin Philharmonie and meet with many extraordinary pianists from Enlightened Piano Radio. It was a wonderful surprise and a honor to receive "Best Solo Piano" Award for my previous album "Yet Another Love Story". And then, the next morning right after coming back from the trip, Arty and I had an interview with a local newspaper, talking about the new album "Where Giants Roam The Earth".

* iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/album/where-giants-roam-the-earth/1431530487

* Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Where-Giants-Earth-Milana-Zilnik/dp/B07GMWQSRD/

* BandCamp: https://milana.bandcamp.com/album/where-giants-roam-the-earth

* CDBaby: https://store.cdbaby.com/cd/milanazilnik4

* Stream it on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/35tpF1wSnXrNbJOFsYM5eM

The album has received some terrific reviews already!

* Pam Asberry: https://pamasberry.com/2018/09/26/album-review-where-giants-roam-the-earth-by-milana-zilnik/

* Kathy Parsons: https://mainlypiano.com/reviews/milana-zilnik-where-giants-roam-the-earth

I still have a dozen CDs (out of 100) and a couple of sheet music books (both perfect and spiral binding) on my hands that I will personally sign for you if you order via BandCamp. Thank you very much for your support! Any proceeds from album sales go back into music  - we got some plans already for the next musical project that will take about a year to complete.

#piano #autumn #Ottawa #pianoalbum #pianosolo #solopiano #pianocomposer #pianist #composer

Where Giants Roam The Earth

Autumn Tale

"Autumn Tale" by Milana Zilnik

All Guitars By Martin Reed,
Bass By Tophonicus,
Drums By Breaks Watts.
Produced By Martin Reed.

Hiya Folks.
This Track Is A journey Into My Past,
the 1st Half Is A Song I Composed In 1992,
The 2nd Half is a solo I Improvised Tonight.
The Middle Section Features the amazing Talents Of
Chris weber & Tante meli. https://soundcloud.com/christoffersen-weber https://soundcloud.com/tante-meli

A Polish Vacation

If you like this track pls like, comment and share :)

Enjoy!

Aurora

Aurora (Emotional Inspiring Piano, Cello & Strings)

This song is a true Finnish classic, originally called Paratiisi, and written and performed by the legendary singer/songwriter Rauli Badding Somerjoki (original lyrics  he wrote together with a famous Finnish poet Arja Tiainen).
I always thought this song deserves to be heard by non Finnish speakers too, in its whole glory. 
I happen to be very lucky to have met Ari Jaakko Savinainen, who wrote and recorded the awesome  music track, that finally gave me a reason to finish the English lyric I had been working on. It was not an easy job, as the original lyric has this very dreamy, magical feel to it. 
I wanted to keep the feel, ad the story, though ofvcourse  it was rhythmically impossible to translate from word to word.
We are quite pleased with this piece of work, hope you like it too. And maybe it will make you curious, so you will get to know more of Badding´s songs in the future.
Rest in peace Rauli Badding Somerjoki. You are always in our hearts.

Love-Krissi

Rauli neklace in the picture courtesy of Margit Paloviita.

Paradise- Krissi Treganna & Ari Jaakko Savinainen

The Groover

Track written for my mom. To late I learned, forgive-forget. Miss you.

Ruby LaRue

Mama's Star

MAMA'S STAR (Where does time go?)

My particular choral version (with plugins) of the famous song Summertime from the opera Porgy and Bess ....

Composed by: George Gershwin
Adaptation, arrangements & producction: Chivicke Home Studio/2019

Summertime (George Gershwin)

Houman - Angeli

Remastered by Houman (https://soundcloud.com/houmans)

Show your support

Ethereal

Silence...can speak louder than a thousand voices...

Video :https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OSx-Is_hPxU

Video

Prelune

"Chanson de la pluie" / composition originale : Maxime Raynal
Réalisation : 2laprod www.2laprod.com/

Chanson de la pluie

TWO WORLDS - Re-Mastered Sept 2020
Written, Performed & Produced by Andrew Borderick
Copyright 2019/2020 AB Music
Mastered by Soundcloud Sept 2020

I'VE HIT THE MOON, LOOKING FOR YOU
IF YOU SEE ME SHINING IN YOUR LIFE,
PLEASE DON'T BE FOOLED

MAY'BE I'LL FALL, WAY BACK TO EARTH
BUT LIVING ON THE OTHER SIDE IS JUST A STEP AWAY

I THINK I'VE HEARD IT ALL BEFORE
I GUESS THE WRITINGS ON THE WALL
I'M HEARING YOU, YOUR HEARING ME
BUT NOTHING TO SEE

MAY'BE WE WILL FALL, LIVING IN TWO WORLDS

I'M HYPNOTIZED, THE BEAUTIFUL LIES
THE BLINDING WORDS THAT I CAN'T HEAR
BECAUSE I FEEL ALIVE

I THINK I'VE HEARD THIS SONG BEFORE
I GUESS THE WRITINGS ON THE WALL
I'M HEARING YOU, YOUR HEARING ME
BUT I CAN'T BELIVE

MAY'BE WE WILL FALL
LIVING IN TWO WORLDS
MAY'BE WE WILL FALL... FALL
(break)
MAY'BE WE WILL FALL
LIVING IN TWO WORLDS
MAY'BE WE WILL FALL
(LIVING ON THE OTHER SIDE IS JUST A STEP AWAY)
LIVING IN TWO WORLDS
MAY'BE WE WILL FALL
LIVING IN TWO WORLDS
MAY'BE WE WILL FALL
(LIVING ON THE OTHER SIDE IS JUST A STEP AWAY)
LIVING IN TWO WORLDS

2019 PRO TOOLS

TWO WORLDS

Please welcome to join Syntaleta community on www.patreon.com/syntaleta
Remastered by Houman (https://soundcloud.com/houmans)

Taken To Heaven

Texte français et Google traduction

QUI SERAS-TU MON ENFANT ?

Je caresse ton ventre, comme on caresse la vie.
Déjà son attente me semble infinie.
Tu te marques d’une rondeur
Qui serait indécente,
Si tu n’étais une jolie fleur
Ou une bien belle plante.

Je caresse l’espoir, comme on caresse la nuit,
La vigueur d’un soir chassée de l’ennui.
Tu me donnes la fièvre
De celle qu’on supporte.
Quand ce sont des beaux rêves
Qui frappent à la porte.

Qui seras-tu mon enfant ?
Un coquelicot des champs
Où une rose des vents ?
Viens nous vite on t’attend.
On manque d’impatience,
Ta vie est une chance.
Encore un petit mois
Et on te serre dans nos bras.

Je caresse ta lumière, comme on caresse le feu
Closes mes paupières, je te vois bien mieux.
Il me donne des coups
Et de pieds et de bras,
Dans ton ventre, il se joue
Et s’amuse déjà.

Je caresse mon désir, comme on caresse le jeu.
Des instants de plaisir qu’on ne fait qu’à deux.
Le temps paraît bien long
Comme une éternité,
Pour perdre un ventre rond
Dans une maternité.

Qui seras-tu mon enfant ?
Un coquelicot des champs
Où une rose des vents ?
Viens nous vite on t’attend.
On manque d’impatience,
Ta vie est une chance.
Encore un petit mois
Et on te serre dans nos bras.

CHORUS

Dernier refrain.

WHO WILL YOU BE MY CHILD?

I caress your belly, as you caress life.
Already his expectation seems infinite to me.
You show a roundness
Who would be indecent,
If you weren't a pretty flower
Or a very beautiful plant.

I caress hope, as we caress at night,
The vigor of an evening driven from boredom.
You give me fever
From the one we support.
When these are sweet dreams
Who knock on the door.

Who will you be my child?
A field poppy
Where a wind rose?
Come quickly, we are waiting for you.
We are impatient,
Your life is a chance.
Another little month
And we hug you.

I caress your light, like we caress the fire
Close my eyelids, I can see you much better.
He hits me
And feet and arms,
In your belly, it is played
And already having fun.

I caress my desire, as we caress the game.
Moments of pleasure that we only make for two.
Time seems very long
Like forever,
To lose a round stomach
In a maternity.

Who will you be my child?
A field poppy
Where a wind rose?
Come quickly, we are waiting for you.
We are impatient,
Your life is a chance.
Another little month
And we hug you.

CHORUS

Last refrain.

QUI SERAS - TU MON ENFANT (L'attente d'un être cher)

When I Was Done Dying

The serpents deception.

Composed & produced by :
Chivicke Home-Studio/2020
image: Pinterest

Caribe

"Changing Sky" electronic music with electric guitar and vocals. a change in the sky , a change in fortunes?  just playing around with ideas for a song,
"and I got a head that´s full of dreams
is it any wonder.
And at last a changing sky
waiting in the future
where to go, when you don´t know where to go?
where to go, when there is no where to go?

Changing Sky

Flock Of Zombies! - The Beginning Of The Festival
https://soundcloud.com/jcs-807293158/flock-of-zombies-the-beginning-of-the-festival

Zombie Hunter's Grief IMAGE ALBUM
https://www.amazon.com/Zombie-Hunters-Grief-IMAGE-ALBUM/dp/B0912B56C5/

amazon

Zombie Hunter's Grief

Composé, réalisé par Jacques Lemaire alias Idematoa, Novembre 2020 via Studio One

Free Download : https://idematoa.bandcamp.com/track/red-planet

- Heavyocity - Intimate Texture
- Spitfire Audio - Original Intimate Strings - Long Half Section
- Spitfire Audio - Original Cinematic Soft Piano
- Spitfire Audio - Oliver Patrice Weder - Oliver's Piano, Glacier Piano
- Spitfire Audio - Fragile String Evolutions 
- Spitfire Audio - Hans Zimmer Strings - 60 Cellos- C. Sord pp (Long Soft CS)
- Spitfire Audio - British Drama Toolkit - Flute & Pic Soft - Cello Long
- Spitfire Audio - BBC Symphonic Orchestra - Violins 2 Pizzicato - Violas Staccato - Clarinet - Clarinets A3
- Spitfire Audio - BBC Symphonic Orchestra - Strings Long - Violins 1S (16), Violins 2S (14), Violas (12), Celli (10),Basses (8) 
- Spitfire Audio - LABS - Textural Pads, Granular Piano
- Spitfire Audio - Lea Bertucci - Acoustic Shadows
- Spitfire Audio - Earth
- Spitfire Audio - Ólafur Arnalds Stratus
- Orchestral Tools - Layers
- Orchestral Tools - ARKHIS
- Sonuscore - The Orchestra Complete
- Session Guitarist - Picked Acoustic & Strummed Acoustic 2

Red Planet

Towards Dawn

Close your eyes
Open your eyes
made by,
openingneedleprogress can be found here, https://soundcloud.com/openingneedleprogress
Orieliel Watcher can be found here, https://soundcloud.com/orieliel-watcher
numbers in the dream is here, right here

The Love From The First Sight

The Love From The First Sight (openingneedleprogress/Orieliel Watcher/numbers in the dream)

My new song The Box is inspired by Stephen Hawking.
- If we were large enough to cross The Box in one step, how long would it take?

The Box

Lady Loneliness

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Just a couple of songwriters trying to find our way. Blessed with some INCREDIBLE musician friends (Tim Pierce, Matt Laug, Jimmy Z, Arlan Schierbaum, Bill Churchville, Rafael Padilla, Michael Parnell) that create the musical magic of Ruby LaRue!  Steve Valenzuela is our trusted engineer and studio Producer Guru. We'd be lost without them. We share our music during the mix process and welcome everyone's 2 cents. Thanks for listening! Rock on......Follow us on Instagram : https://www.instagram.com/rubylarueofficial/