SCHUDYJJ

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Forgotten

If I had to choose two or three of my compositions out of all of them, this would be one of them.

Like every composition, this one has a story...or rather two.

The first tells how it was done.

The advantage of making music with an iPad is that you can take your "studio and instruments" anywhere. Thanks to that, I started composing it in France, a country that, as many know, I visit frequently for family reasons.

The main instrument that defines the melody is a bell-type synthesizer and was taken from the defunct Alchemy.

It was 2015 and I was still not able to equalize properly (And I think today, although I have improved, neither).

So in 2019 I decided to improve it, but I discovered that I had accidentally deleted the master.

I didn't know very well what to do and finally decided to recompose it from the beginning, but looking for the most similar sounds on another synthesizer (kv331).

The second story has to do with what I want to convey.

Where I live there is a nursing home. I see the families who come to see the people there.

I remember my grandfather, with whom he spent entire days and showed me all the books he read... I remember it as if it were yesterday (My other grandfather died when I was very young). What I learned most from him was respect and discovering the wonderful stories behind them from which you can learn authentic life lessons.

This composition is for these people who suffer and do not have the love and respect they deserve.

Today I also dedicate it to all these wonderful musicians of a certain age who are in this community and to anyone who suffers for any reason and believes that no one remembers them.

Merry Christmas to all the people.

Paco.


FORGOTTEN.

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Cover art. Pixabay by Sabinevanerp
Hardware. iPad 
DAW. Music Studio 2 
Mix. My car.

20 Tracks native instrument and taken from the xewton forum.

1 Track XPad.

4 Tracks kv331 Synthmaster.

Forgotten (2023)

This song is for all people who are fed up with role expectations. A neoclassical death metal ragequit with a haunting harpsichord and heavy guitars. I am very happy to turn these important lyrics into a song with an international and diverse band. 
Happy women's day! 

Nadine de Macedo: composition, screams, keys, solo, lyrics, arrangement, production
J. P.: guitars, solo
Rin Greywolf: bass
Peter Watkinson: drums

Cover design: Nadine de Macedo (typography), y.ersinia (photo)

Where to find us:
https://nadinedemacedo.bandcamp.com
https://hollowwoods.bandcamp.com
https://www.instagram.com/yers.iniaspictures

==== LYRICS ====

To the highborn 
Raise your horns
Thy hope forlorn 
Thy borrowed plumes adorn

Don't wanna be a princess
I'm not damsel in distress
Slave to the hierarchy
Is not who I want to be

Your descendants
Preach untruth
Fake transcendence
Psychological abuse

Don't wanna be a princess
I'm not your f*cking hostess
Slave to the hierarchy 
Ain't nothing for me

Don't wanna be a princess
I'm not damsel in distress
Slave to the hierarchy
Is not who I want to be

Slave to the hierarchy 
Ain't nothing for me

Princess

Played on a Tom Doerr (RIP) Legacy- LS Redwood/Cocobolo. 
This little tune gradually grew on me over some time period ahead of the final recording including little changes on the evening it was recorded. Sometimes that's the way things work!!
 Played in CGCGCD tuning capo #1. 
The melody seemed to convey to me a hopeful, thoughtful day ahead where good things might happen! 
The picture is of my son in law looking out over the harbor on a fabulous summer evening sunset!
Thanks for taking time to listen!

MAYBE TOMORROW

original: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=k6TSH74h2ug&pp=ygUcVGhlIHN0cm9rZXMgc29tZWRheSAyIGRvbGxhcg%3D%3D

another hasty cover amidst a (hopefully) temporary lapse in creativity.

someday (the strokes cover)

A song i'm proud of.
produced by Ivan Anchant.
Katy Anchant backing vocals.

Only Love

An Spiorad

404. imagine (lennon).mp3

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l1skv9IWToY

Adaptation

[Chorus]
Nous pouvons nous adapter aux difficultés de tous les jours.
[Verse]
Comme la souplesse de la branche d'un arbre.
[Verse1]
Comme les nuances d'une palette de milliers de couleurs.

Adaptation
[Chorus]
We can adapt to everyday difficulties
Find the light in the running shadow
Navigate the storms with love
Adapt to changes head-on

[Verse]
Like the flexibility of the branch of a tree
Which bends but never breaks with the wind
Our hearts are forests full of charm
Resilient to growing challenges

[Verse 2]
Like the nuances of a palette of thousands of colors
We find wonders in our mistakes
Each ordeal builds inner strength
A rainbow after every pain

[Chorus]
We can adapt to everyday difficulties
Find the light in the running shadow
Navigate the storms with love
Adapt to changes head-on

[Bridge]
The stars guide us in the night
They shine despite all adversity
The simple beauty of small things
Helps us get through the roses

[Chorus]
We can adapt to everyday difficulties
Find the light in the running shadow
Navigate the storms with love
Adapt to changes head-on

[Chorus]
Nous pouvons nous adapter aux difficultés de tous les jours
Trouver la lumière dans l'ombre qui court
Naviguer les tempêtes avec amour
S'adapter aux changements sans détour

[Verse]
Comme la souplesse de la branche d'un arbre
Qui plie mais ne rompt jamais avec le vent
Nos cœurs sont des forêts pleines de charme
Résistants aux défis grandissant

[Verse 2]
Comme les nuances d'une palette de milliers de couleurs
On trouve des merveilles dans nos erreurs
Chaque épreuve forge une force intérieure
Un arc-en-ciel après chaque douleur

[Chorus]
Nous pouvons nous adapter aux difficultés de tous les jours
Trouver la lumière dans l'ombre qui court
Naviguer les tempêtes avec amour
S'adapter aux changements sans détour

[Bridge]
Les étoiles nous guident dans la nuit
Elles brillent malgré toute adversité
La simple beauté des petites choses
Nous aide à passer à travers les roses

[Chorus]
Nous pouvons nous adapter aux difficultés de tous les jours
Trouver la lumière dans l'ombre qui court
Naviguer les tempêtes avec amour
S'adapter aux changements sans détour

Inspired & Written by @schudyjj Made with SUNO and CUBASE

Adaptation

Going Out Of My Mind

Ho. Ho. Ho.
Here's a sequel to last year's xmas magnum opus, 'Santa Got Wankered', cunningly named 'Santa got Wankered pt.2'

Hope everyone has a wonderful *(insert religious/atheist/spiritual/animistic/whatever festival of choice)*

See you in 2025 :)

Santa got Wankered pt.II

Hiding

End Of The Year

Forgive and Walk Away


The oracle's eye is weeping
Black rain on silver stone
The scarlet clock is ticking
Beneath the blood bound throne

There's a door we shouldn’t have opened
Beyond, the trackless void
It’s too late now to close it 
The key has been destroyed

Sing a song of ending
The world we built is breaking
Sing a song of sleeping
The world we know is weeping

Seven signs and seven seals
Broken, smashed and red
Seven signs and seven seals
Raising the sleepless dead 

Seven signs and seven seals
Branded in the skies
Seven signs and seven seals
Pray God tell us why 

The animals are leaving 
Swimming out to sea
They can sense the desperation
What we refuse to see

The moon is hanging lower
Pulling at the tide
Something's being born out there
Dark with many eyes

Sing a song of ending
The world we built is breaking
Sing a song of sleeping
The world we know is weeping

Seven signs and seven seals
Broken, smashed and red
Seven signs and seven seals
Raising the sleepless dead 

Seven signs and seven seals
Branded in the skies
Seven signs and seven seals
Pray God tell us why 


Seven Signs and Seven Seals

Guitar driven rock.... a work in progress

THE THINGS THAT YOU DO WIP MIXX 053119 L2 01

Music producer and music artist: electronic, instrumentals, dance, pop, R&B, hip-hop, alternative rock, funk, ambient, and slow chill vibes.

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