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There are forests on Earth that endure extreme winters, places where temperatures can reach up to -40/-50C.
They are called Taiga 
Plants and animals go into hibernation hoping they have stored enought nutrients to survive another extreme seasson.
A once thriving forest full of beauty, sounds and colours turn in to a deadly , almost lifeless , colourless and soundless frozen desert.
Life`s clock seems to slow down to a halt while hours turn to days , days turn to weeks and weeks turn to months.
Until the first sun rays strong enough to stop the ice and snow`s  deadly grip ,appear..
Like an explosion...Life`s clock speeds up while the forest heart beats faster and faster, the forest is awaking along with its inhabitants..
Spring returns ...Life begins ....again...

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Photo by Bernat Rangil , Bernat is a wonderful photographer with an incredible eye for beauty.
He has a wonderful heart, after I spoke to him he gave me permission to use his work as cover for my new piece. Visit his site, it will bring you a smile.
https://pixabay.com/users/bernat-848806/

Taiga

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One Side Of Me

Follows on from my earlier track "Passion for the Beyond", though a little jazzier. Brass sounds from a VST (MIDI-triggered) instrument. Image: Gencraft.

Beyond Passion

UnBoxed January 2024

[ d o w n l o a d a b l e ]

On Reflection in the Space Church

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.   Featuring Hammond B3 Organ solo. Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Acoustic Stand-up Bass. Drums, Full Drum kit. Percussion Tambourine, Zildjan 22" ride & crash Cymbal. Hammond B3 Organ Rhythm.

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Bluez House

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Art Expressed in Music – El Greco's Passion
February 2024
Duration: 3:00
Listen to the Playlist: soundcloud.com/bruce-klepper-1/sets/art-expressed-in-music-i
Painting: View of Toledo 
Domḗnikos Theotokópoulos (October 1, 1541 –  April 7, 1614) most widely known as El Greco ("The Greek”), was a Greek painter, sculptor and architect of the Spanish Renaissance.  El Greco was born in the Kingdom of Candia (modern Crete).  In 1570, he moved to Rome, where he opened a workshop and executed a series of works. During his stay in Italy, El Greco enriched his style with elements of of the Venetian Renaissanbce.  In 1577, he moved to Toledo Spain, where he lived and worked until his death. In Toledo, El Greco received several major commissions and produced his best-known paintings, such as “View of Toledo”.  At the time, Toledo was the religious capital of Spain and a populous city.  In Toledo, he was the tenant of a complex consisting of three apartments and twenty-four rooms.  It was in these apartments, which also served as his workshop, that he spent the rest of his life, painting and studying. He lived in considerable style, sometimes employing musicians to play whilst he dined.  During the course of the execution of a commission, El Greco fell seriously ill, and died on  April 7th, 1614 at the age of 73.  El Greco's dramatic and expressionistic style was met with puzzlement by his contemporaries, but finally found appreciation in the 20th century.  El Greco is regarded as a precursor of both Expressionism and Cubism; his works were a source of inspiration for painters like Picasso.  He is best known for tortuously elongated figures and often fantastic or phantasmagorical paintings.  El Greco discarded classicist criteria such as measure and proportion. He believed that grace is the supreme quest of art.  El Greco regarded color as the most important and the most ungovernable element of painting, and declared that color had primacy over form.
For strings, piano, trumpet, skiddaw stones, virtual instruments, sound effects and percussion.

Art Expressed In Music - El Greco's Passion

Over There

A song about over-consumption at the mall Music & Lyrics By Massimo Primiero Sung By Luca Giordano

Sale Sale Sale in slumber of Bazar 
With lacquers the glitter and flavors of Lillà
Everything is ready here on sale if you want it
Spend Buy Rent in an environment of rich ones
where glitter light and flowers are empty as holes.
Everything is ready here on sale if you want it
Sale Sale Sale in slumber of Bazar 
With lacquers the glitter and flavors of Lillà
Everything is ready here on sale if you want it

Discounts in large and shiny packages if you want with attractive proposals
Tired false smiles of revelers emptied of pride and desire to dream
Sly deviants handlers of strong deceptions dirty profits on the backs of revelers
Exploited Humiliated with toilet considerations in non-stop work for the delight of the lackeys.

Savings earnings
Savings earnings

Goods in relaxing frames hidden thefts of arduous jobs
Deaths hidden by the conveniences of futile needs of an impertinent environment
People as numbers and numbers as stamps calculations and balances of death and frustration
Shoplifting players wielding strong military deceptions hidden behind low prices.

Savings earnings
Savings earnings

Junk strong with exceptional discounts cashiers carts receipts to count
take grab bargain grab savings earn in points.
Junk strong with exceptional discounts cashiers carts receipts to count
take grab bargain grab savings earn in points.

Sales based on fake promotions mirrors of fake games given away
Everything sells Everything cashes in.

We are waiting for you with open arms ;-)
Original links : 
https://www.jamendo.com/album/99712/il-corriere-smarrito

Il Corriere Smarrito

Furbanza

Sounds odd but I think I more or less agree with these lyrics. The "purpose" of life or for that matter anything is subject to interpretation. However i do think we spend far too much time and energy searching for a reason or purpose when one probably does not exist. Life is a wonderful accident. This distraction of searching for "meaning" distracts us I think from the practical task at hand: caring for each other and the planet.

lyrics
I walked through the woods on a sunny day
nothing on my mind to get in the way
I looked to my left,I looked to my right
I looked straight up at the sky so bright
when I stumbled uopn something hard to explain
6 big trees in a circle so perfect
there HAD to be a reason
There HaAd to be a purpose
who could have done such a wonderous thing
Deep in the woods away from everything

As I left the trees and walked along
my eyes now firmly fixed on the ground
I didn't look left, I didn't look right
my ears had gone deaf,my eyes had gone blind
my mind was too full
my thoughts too profound
a circle? why a circle?
so perfectly round
what was the purpose?
A reason MUST be found

I kept walking with those trees on my mind
to my surprise what did I find
a big empty field of broken swords and shields
piles of bones of horses and men
a glorious battle here must have been
I saw 2 banners, one red and one blue
facing each other as the cold winds blew
one bright and proud of this I was sure
but now dull and tattered,ripped and torn
each of them stained with the blod of the other
I wonder who won this epic struggle

I picked up a skull and looked into the eyes
and started at the empty space inside
why did you fight? why did you die?
where is your gold? where ids your glory?
Is there no one left to ell your story?
what was the cause? what was the purpose? it must have been great to cause such carnage
but the forest was silent I heard no answer
there was no reason why
I thought of the circle I thought of the skull
so I left the clearing  with a step that was light
I looked to my left I looked to my right
I looked straight up at the sky so bright

we work too hard sometimes it seems 
to give a purpose to everything we see
and no longer have to ask mysellf why?
now I can look up at the sky

the circle and the skull ( are we kidding ourselves??)

I was looking for inspiration for a new piece when a few notes with an impressionistic and jazzy accent came to me. It was then that I saw a connection with my previous piece entitled "Morning Light," which I wanted to continue the inspiration and exploration of. Hope you enjoy this sequel!

Morning Light II (between the clouds)

words and music K Gennery
image courtesy of Joel Durkee Unsplash
Thank you so much @monnodb for the voice at the end.

My sister and I cared for mum in her own home for the last ten years, going every day. Mum had been diagnosed with vascular dementia. This song is more about what I could see coming, the bad days, as at this time mum was still more lucid than not. Daphne Gennery passed away peacefully on the 30th of August 2025 at the age of 95, in her own home, in her own bed.....something that she always wanted....no hospital or care home.

Lyrics:
on the other side of nowhere in between the nothing she cries
a flicker of a memory drifts into longing and dispair why?

gone is the laughter from feeling to just being
existing in complete isolation
eyes open wide all but dead deep inside
just a shell of the woman

she sits in the darkness alongside delusions and agitation
time shift is a constant through the window to the garden
she stares avidly

gone is the laughter from feeling to just being
existing in complete isolation
eyes open wide all but dead deep inside
just a shell of the woman


gone is the laughter from feeling to just being
existing in complete isolation
eyes open wide all but dead deep inside
just a shell of the woman

shell

     Welcome everyone! This song is all about celebrating the NFL American Football and beer! This song can also be for Soccer as well since that sport is very similiar and is loved in Europe and South America. I used to hang out with all my friends every Sunday at BW3's for NFL football and beer pre-pandemic. My wife and I used to be in a few Fantasy Football Leagues and we all got together to watch all the games. My favorite teams are the Miami Dolphins and the Pittsburgh Steelers. Neither teams is looking pretty good this year but we'll have to wait and see. I used to love my Sundays at BW3's with friends and family, that is until the pandemic hit and then sadly we stopped going and when we were able to go back again, it just wasn't the same anymore. My wife and I both quit all our leagues and now we watch football just for the love of watching football. I loved it so much that I wrote this song about the experience. Charlie sang the song very well and played the harmonica too. All good things must come to an end, I guess! 

VIDEO - https://youtu.be/9CtETimp-pI

I was very reluctant about dropping this video because my heart was breaking while listening to this song again. I know it's silly but we had such good times and good memories there for many years. But I got myself together and made the video a few weeks ago and worked very hard on it too! Took me about a week to finish it! When you watch the video you'll see how exciting it real was for me! It really was a glorious place!🥺 So join me in kicking off this 2025 season by lifting our glasses and cheering for the love of NFL football and Soccer! The games of kings! 🍺🍻 

“A GLORIOUS PLACE”

EVERY BEER GOES DOWN EASY,     
AT THE LOCAL SALOON,  
THE FOOD IS SALTY AND GREASY,
NOSES RED AS BALLOONS,
     
WORRIES MELT ONCE A WEEK,     
AT THE WATERING HOLE,    
LIFE IS GOOD, SO TO SPEAK,    
WHEN THE BAR ROCKS AND ROLLS,

EVERY JOKE BRINGS A SMILE TO YOUR FACE,         
EVERYONE IS A WELCOMED EMBRACE,         
EVERY SECOND IS DEAR,          
WITH FOOTBALL AND BEER,        
GOOD LORD WHAT A GLORIOUS PLACE, 
 
RAIN OR SNOW DOESN’T MATTER,   
THAT WON’T KEEP US AWAY,   
ONCE A WEEK IT’S LIKE THE SUPER BOWL,  
EVERY BEER A GREAT PLAY,
    
GOOD FRIENDS FILL EVERY BAR STOOL,    
AND WE ALL CHEER AS ONE,    
LIFE JUST COULDN’T GET BETTER,    
A BEER-BELLY BARREL OF FUN,   

EVERY JOKE BRINGS A SMILE TO YOUR FACE,         
EVERYONE IS A WELCOMED EMBRACE,         
EVERY SECOND IS DEAR,          
WITH FOOTBALL AND BEER,         
GOOD LORD WHAT A GLORIOUS PLACE,          
GOOD LORD WHAT A GLORIOUS PLACE,         
GOOD LORD WHAT A GLORIOUS PLACE.
   
BY JIM VALDES © 2011 (all rights reserved)

"A GLORIOUS PLACE" (Video - https://youtu.be/9CtETimp-pI)

sad girl i’m lonely! ft fukaikostar

Original composition by thAImonk  
Language / Style: English – Lo-Fi Hip-Hop / Emotional Rap / Soft Chant-Rap  
Genre: Lo-Fi Hip-Hop / Emotional Rap  

A soft, melancholic lo-fi rap built on warm Rhodes keys, vinyl crackle and gentle hip-hop drums.  
Whispered rap vocals blend with atmospheric pads, subtle sub-bass and distant rain ambience.  
Lonely, reflective and calming — a sad but soothing mantra-style rap for late-night listening.

🎧 Free to stream & use in TikTok / Reels (credit @aithaimonk)
#thaimonk #NobodysListening


Nobody’s Listening (Lo-Fi Rap Flow).mp3

A warm, soulful Christmas collection full of nostalgic spirit, joyful harmonies, and cozy storytelling. Holiday cheer meets smooth vocals and classic seasonal charm — the perfect soundtrack for gathering close.

Christ Was Born On Christmas Day

⚡ Synthwave energy unleashed! ⚡ Shock the Algorithm returns with a brand NEW album — Ultraviolet Cosmos.
https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/album/ultraviolet-cosmos

🌌 Available NOW on Bandcamp — grab your digital copy today and step into the neon! 🌌

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