Name: Sun Rose Over The City Of Angels by Scrapping Young Bucks in Daily Drops
Duration: 2 min 8 s
Description: In the wake of this tragedy the sun still rises over the City Of Angels. Peace and love to all affected and may recovery be swift to revamp this historic city.

Moving soundtrack my friend! Beautiful and tragic at the same time.

Epic composition, deep & superbly crafted

Beautiful, hopefulness against a dark backdrop

This is a very beautiful and moving soundscape.

Lovely composition with beautiful harmonies. Very emotive, it is one of those compositions that touches the soul.

To me, this is the very sound of cautious optimism. Beautiful work.

Daily Drops

Tricksters triumph over the serpant and eat good.

Swamp Rabbits

Arriving to a music festival, the vibes grow on you. People as excited as you are. Feels so good to dance, sing and party collectively.

Where and when?

Funny old world.  Whilst scrumping about on SC my travels took me to Michele's cloud where I alighted on his track as named above. Sharp intake of breath and a hurried message to Michele to ask if he might be so kind as to permit me to pen a few words to accompany it.  He graciously agreed.  Having nothing in mind at the time I hastily back-pedalled and explained that it might be best if he didn't hold his breath....next day I listened again and Mr Spotty Book called over Mr Pen for a chat.  What followed in the next hour or so is somewhat blurred.  I always try to read a text in one take, for integrity's sake.  This was my fourth attempt and the only one I managed to complete.  

I decided to quit while I was ahead.

Thank you, Michele, for the warm nostalgic smile infused in this wonderful music of yours, and for the (unexpectedly moist) journey upon which it took me.

Find Michele's music here:  https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani
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All the old little things we have lost

Of course, you know, Dad, that some stuff doesn’t work too well these days.
I’ll forget odd bits and bobs, like, maybe having lunch or doing promised jobs
Blimey, even birthdays on occasion slip the mind
As today’s neurons disconnect, recall’s evasion of my yesterdays so to find.
I actually forgot why I came into this room in the first place
Stood a while, cast about, then saw your face
Your smile leaping out from the old photo there
Engendered mine, returned, locked in loving stare
And propelled me back to play in those monochrome years
You know, our old box brownie’s still tucked away in the cupboard under the stairs.

Remember how it was, Dad,  how we lived, things we had?
Thrupenny bits and ha’pennies and bikes with hard rubber wheels
Plastic shoes and sock holes darned
Sparse but regular high carb, high fat meals
Never did us any harm
Hand-me-downs all around, we craved the latest style
Segs in shoes and outside loos
A homely fireplace, though just the one
We’d huddle round, our toasting forks with crumpets on, and laughing all the while

So I won’t forget all the old little things we have lost
Things so casually into history’s family album tossed
But neither have I lost my tendency to tears, welling soft
From the broken heart that burned for you, 
Then split apart and turned to frost
That day you died, just fifty two, so very young.
Who’d have thought that all those old little things
Would fill the font of memory springs 
From which this tearful smile of mine has sprung.

All the old little things we have lost: some words set to the music of Michele Ansani

In the wake of this tragedy the sun still rises over the City Of Angels. Peace and love to all affected and may recovery be swift to revamp this historic city.

Sun Rose Over The City Of Angels

Pour Them Drinks

I'm very pleased to share our first collaboration with the talented pianist Vicenzo Piano. I hope you enjoy this beautiful piano and orchestral piece!
https://soundcloud.com/vicenzopiano
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ArJWBJ3_olE
Composition & piano performance: Vicenzo Piano
Arrangement & orchestration: Franck Charles

Vals De La Luz

Sometimes you need a break. That's what the song is about. We hope you all remember in time to relax and forget all the stress!

This is your day!
I'm tired of the noise today
You need to get away
The world can wait just for this day
Let the stress fade away
I walk up the mountain high
Let all of your worries fly
And no phones to distract 
To no one I will react

This is your day
In the world can come what may
Enjoy the view so wide you will be satisfied
It is just you and your day of peace
And beside that there is nothing to achieve

(Only do what you can really enjoy this day
Think of yourself
Yes, it is may day
Just hold what I wanna keep
Hold it tight
Nobody gets on my nerves
No expectations
Today only good situations
Keep the ghosts away
It's you and no one else)

Walk by the lake shore
Feel the breeze and more
Let go of all that you have done
Your peace has begun
Feel the calm in your soul
Let go of all the whole
It's your day

That's it, yes
Today I feel freedom so near
No task to do just cheer
Wander through the city streets
And Watch how the people meet
Get a coffee and take a seat
This is your day now all for you alone
Take a deep breath and do nothing then rest
And forget all the mess
Take more of these days
Escape life's mad haze

I'm walking through the city streets
Where many people meet
I sit down in a café outside
protected from the sunlight
I watch the people pass by
Some are happy others cry
The world moves fast, take it slow
Let life just flow
This is your day
In the world can come what may
Enjoy your time outside 
In the dimmed sunlight
It is just you and your day of peace
And beside that there is nothing to achieve

This is your day

My grandfather is very sick and in the hospital. The only way I know how to show I care is to write a song. Ergo, I present: "Coolest Man". A song for Geoff Newton.

Lyrics:

Pour out a glass for my grandfather,
Wise were his days and his eyes were like rays of light,
that stilled,
the time,
away.
Oh, my grandfather is,
the coolest man,
you ever did meet.

Coolest Man You Ever Did Meet Yeah The
Coolest Man You Ever Did Meet Yeah The 
Coolest Man You Ever Did Meet Yeah The
Coolest Man

Coolest Man You Ever Did Meet Yeah The
Coolest Man You Ever Did Meet Yeah The
Coolest Man You Ever Did Meet Yeah The
Coolest Man

Oh, yeah.

Composed, performed and mixed by Norsa.

Coolest Man

NEXT WE COME FOR THE CHILDREN
BUT FIRST WE SEND THE PARENTS AWAY
THIS WAS NO SNAP DECISION
THIS IS ALL PART OF OUR VISION
>
FIRST YOU TOOK AWAY OUR CHILDREN
THEN YOU TRIED TO SWALLOW US WHOLE
SENT THEM ALL AWAY TO A DISTANT COUNTRY
THAT’S WHEN WE THE PEOPLE LOST ALL SELF-CONTROL
>
EATING US AWAY EACH AND EVERY DAY
WE WANNA LASH OUT, MAKE YOU PAY
ONCE YOU’VE BROKEN THE LAW, CROSSING EVERY LINE
FIGHTING FOR OUR CHILDREN IS NO LONGER A CRIME
>
HERE TO CATCH THE DREAMERS WHO ARE DREAMING THE DREAM
FOR WE HATE HAPPY ENDINGS AND WE’RE MEANER THAN MEAN
ICE BY NAME AND VOCATION, AND ICE IN OUR BLOOD
THREAT TO NATION AND TO YOUR FREEDOM, WE ARE MISUDERSTOOD
>
WE ARE NOT HERE FOR THE PEOPLE, WE ARE NOT A FORCE FOR GOOD
WE REPRESENT THE WISHES OF A VISCIOUS REGIME
OUR GOAL TO FLOOD THE COUNTRY WITH PSYCHOTIC BIGOTRY
A RETURN TO SEGRAGATION, SOUTHERN RACIST HOSPITALITY

NEXT WE COME FOR THE CHILDREN

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocal
Gary Reeves: Toms
Hans Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement & Production

Photo of Max from The Albers' Archive

What to say about Maximilian?
There are so many things to be told: a lifetime of 24 years, full of special moments, joys, fears, sorrows, worries, hopes, dreams, ups, downs, progress, regress, searching, finding, winning, losing, restlessness, peace...
His life had begun with an extremely difficult birth, almost as if the world didn’t want him. They told us he had a life-threatening infection, there were probably holes in his lungs and he obviously had no kidneys. In total, his chances of surviving were exceedingly slim. However, after endless weeks of both despair and hope, he overcame the infection, the diagnosis of holes in his lungs turned out to be totally wrong and they even discovered a kidney.  Just one maybe but at least it worked perfectly.  His journey into existence had begun.
As he grew, so did the never-ending nightmare of problems, challenges and battles, until we began to wonder what could possibly happen next.  Through it all, Max took every opportunity to accumulate extreme experiences - never hiding, always   seeking.  For that, we loved him even more…and even more it broke our hearts that we couldn’t help him find what he was looking for.
But suddenly, as the Summer of 2011 dawned, his troubles seemed to merely fade away.  Was he just arriving in life, coming of age, finding his place in society?  To be honest, we hadn’t the faintest idea.  But it was abundantly clear that, having always been an underdog, that same unwelcoming world had simply started to like and respect him.  He began to realise his many talents, enjoying his job as never before, finally becoming something he had never been - happy.
Fast forward to the gorgeous Summer evening of June 28th, the eve of a 4-week vacation to which he had been looking forward so very much.  A smile on his face, he said he was in the mood to go jogging, something he loved. Sometimes, he ran and ran for ages.  He’d been gone about 3 hours, quite a long time even for him, so Carina called his phone and he answered, cheerfully telling her not to worry and assuring her he’d be home very soon.  Seconds after the call, out of the blue, he collapsed.  A pulmonary embolism.  They told us he died instantly. 
Max, we have no words for what happened, nor for the eternal gratitude we feel for every single second of your life.  We do know we will never stop loving you.”
(Hans & Carina Albers)

Small chance of survival, words from the first day
Stretching all emotions not a single which way
Asking whys and reasons, a chance to breathe long
Heartbreaking moments, hopes remained strong

Such a short distance, but a life running miles
Bring every sensation, fear to a million smiles
Experience not forgotten, continuous hug of care      
Born with fighting spirit, giving back more to share

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

Every challenge building, inner muscles to be felt
Secret ways to be happy, never question hand dealt         
Complication of thinking to find a new sentence 
Pathways to friendships, dreams of acceptance

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

A vision full of truth with strength to admire
Finding a hidden talent, past helping to aspire 
No journey of distance could prevent direction
A phone call assurance became last connection

It’s hard to find words, express feelings remaining 
Deep down inside shell, empty, sad, self-complaining 
But we will never forget our boy hero from birth
Brought love and kindness, past and future unblurred

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, will never forget
24 years of love…

MAXIMILIAN - CRIPPLE CLUB  (Please Read Description)

Sunny Day

🔮New album: ariad.bandcamp.com/album/soul-pulse
🩸Learn more: ariad-music.com/musique/soul-pulse/

This track is another fusion of singing bowls improvisation with electro/techno on which I played clarinet. It was fun to do and I hope you will enjoy the result.

Soul Pulse

Heart Axis

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Created for the sake of the Ultimate Game Music Composition course.

Online Assignment 1

From the composer: Written for the short film, "Redlining," in which the piece appears. 

Listen to the complete score:
https://soundcloud.com/lucas-grindley/sets/redlining

It's OK Momma

Not Yet Remembered

K-HERRING - 1 is a a vet of the Vancouver, B.C. area recording scene.  S.Y.B. is the first solo project after many years in many other projects including....

The Shits, The Toilets, Ego, Drug Evans Experience, This Is NOT Elvis, 
The Wes Project, The Koz  and Security.

Current projects - Scrapping Young Bucks, Doomeastvan,
Ghost of The Enemy

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!
https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/album/ultraviolet-cosmos

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