My first single using my newly bought VST libraries, I plan on making an EP, it will be released in August/September if everything goes according to plan!

VST Libraries used in this is as follows
Halion Sonic 6 (Skylab)
Reterologue expansion The Void & Neon Drift
Padshop 2

Mass Effectish Theme

I created this track by improvising on a Gibson SG over three variations of a drum pattern. I produced the drums using custom sounds I made on the AKAI MPC Live and the Teenage Engineering PO-32. I also played the bass part on a Sire J7—my marvelous fretless bass.
96 bpm

Questa Casa

Can U Hear Me

This is about going back to my childhood years and having fond memories of growing up. When life was simple and carefree. This also relates to my teenage and early 20" s times when there was a time of exploring and having adventures.
Special thanks to Pixabay for the background effects.

Years Gone By

Le Printemps

It’s conference season.

A stretch of weeks where overcaffeinated academics
drag their minds across time zones
to talk about things they’ve written—
and rewritten sixteen times—
but still haven’t quite said out loud.

They’re excited to present their latest findings.
Terrified of the questions they haven’t prepared for.
The ones that never come—but always might.

They’re scattered, underslept, overstimulated—
and somehow, inspired.

But through it all, one question keeps following them.
Quietly. Persistently.

Not always with malice.
Not always with meaning.
But always asked.

This is Test 6.

The question is:
“Where are you from?”

The answer is:
“It’s complicated.”

Song: Where Are You From?

In this big world, we're always on the move
Changing lands and cultures, chasing dreams to prove
From the East to the West, across the open seas
We build our homes, with roots in different trees

Where are you from? It's complicated!
Born in one place, moved to another
Lived in many lands, called them home
A global life, roots always roam

But then they ask again, "Where are you really from?"
Why are you here? How long will you stay? When will you be gone?
Questions laced with doubt, shadows on my skin
Judged by my accent, and the color of my kin

Where are you from? It's complicated!
Born in one place, moved to another
Lived in many lands, called them home
A global life, roots always roam

Our paths cross and merge, a canvas of light
Every color and culture, making it right
Our children will inherit a world we redefine
Where roots are boundless, crossing every line

Where are you from? It's complicated!
Born in one place, moved to another
Lived in many lands, called them home
A global life, roots always roam

¿De dónde eres? ¡Es complicado!
D'où viens-tu ? C'est compliqué !
Woher kommst du? Es ist kompliziert!
Di dove sei? È complicato!
Nerelisin? Bu karmasik!
Mistä olet kotoisin? Se on monimutkaista!
你从哪里来？这很复杂！
あなたはどこから来ましたか？それは複雑です！
من أين أنت؟ إنه معقد!
आप कहाँ से हैं? यह जटिल है!
מאיפה אתה? זה מסובך!
Unatoka wapi? Ni ngumu!

Where are you from? Does it really matter?
We live in many lands, call them home

Test 6: Where Are You From? (Where Are You From?)

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)

F!nd a w4y

STAY! (prod. yxshiqt)

Giuseppe [p. BoostJam]

Egyptian Sands

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