Adventure

SeanBeeson

lord of the rings

Sean Beeson | Composer for Media

New music

Inspiration - Swamp

Lord Of The Rings  The Shire  Music  Ambience

Oblivion -M83 Ft Susan Sundfor

Betrayal At Krontara - Mystical and Powerful RPG

Calm Ambient Mix By Syneptic

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCgfLIU_8LWHeahzfjSDnisA

Lord Of The Rings -  Mix

Track on Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Or2QHt7BEgI&t=221s

Credit to https://www.youtube.com/@AmbientWorlds

Just sharing their work!

Lord Of The Rings - Moria

Track on youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=62j1xAdYKAQ&t=3855s

Just sharing the great work of https://www.youtube.com/@AmbientWorlds

Lord Of The Rings -  Rivendell

OG track on Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=30b7_S0paCQ

Credit: https://www.youtube.com/@AmbientWorlds

Just sharing the love

Lord Of The Rings - The Shire

The Nymph Tale - Epic Adventure Fantasy

Final Drive - Intense Sports

From the iPad and iPod game Pocket RPG! Pick it up today!

Pocket RPG Theme

This song appears in the episode 40% 40% 20% 
After been searching the web for days and days I finally found the song without the sound effects in the background, so your welcome. LOL

(Also.. Obviously I do not own this track it belongs to there rightful owners I'm only posting it just for entertainment.)

The Night Begins To Shine (Teen Titans Go)

Red Lights

The Darkwood Tundra - Sombre Lyrical Adventure

Dryad's Manifest - Romantic Lyrical RPG

The Floating Reeds - Cinematic Yojimbo

Wymtriel Springs - Somber Lyrical Adventure

This recording concentrates purely on the choir and orchestral parts of the full production.
Don't forget to check out the video link to the full music video  https://vimeo.com/85326772

The Enchanted Marsh - Choir Mix

A collection of T.V. and film soundtrack compositions.

March In The Marsh

Rivendell - Fantasy Adventure

far over the misty mountains cold,
to dungeons deep and caverns old,
we must away, ere break of day,
to seek our pale enchanted gold.

the dwarves of yore made mighty spells,
while hammers fell like ringing bells,
in places deep, where dark things sleep,
in hollow halls beneath the fells.

for ancient king and elvish lord
there many a gleaming golden hoard
they shaped and wrought, and light they caught,
to hide in gems on hilt of sword.

on silver necklaces they strung
the flowering stars, on crowns they hung
the dragon-fire, on twisted wire
they meshed the light of moon and sun.

far over the misty mountains cold,
to dungeons deep and caverns old,
we must away, ere break of day,
to claim our long-forgotten gold.

goblets they carved there for themselves,
and harps of gold, where no man delves
there lay they long, and many a song
was sung unheard by men or elves.

the pines were roaring on the heights,
the wind was moaning in the night,
the fire was red, it flaming spread,
the trees like torches blazed with light.

the bells were ringing in the dale,
and men looked up with faces pale.
the dragon's ire, more fierce than fire,
laid low their towers and houses frail.

the mountain smoked beneath the moon.
the dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom.
they fled the hall to dying fall
beneath his feet, beneath the moon.

far over the misty mountains grim,
to dungeons deep and caverns dim,
we must away, ere break of day,
to win our harps and gold from him!

the wind was on the withered heath,
but in the forest stirred no leaf:
there shadows lay be night or day,
and dark things silent crept beneath.

the wind came down from mountains cold,
and like a tide it roared and rolled.
the branches groaned, the forest moaned,
and leaves were laid upon the mould.

the wind went on from west to east;
all movement in the forest ceased.
but shrill and harsh across the marsh,
its whistling voices were released.

the grasses hissed, their tassels bent,
the reeds were rattling—on it went.
o'er shaken pool under heavens cool,
where racing clouds were torn and rent.

it passed the lonely mountain bare,
and swept above the dragon's lair:
there black and dark lay boulders stark,
and flying smoke was in the air.

it left the world and took its flight
over the wide seas of the night.
the moon set sale upon the gale,
and stars were fanned to leaping light.

under the mountain dark and tall,
the king has come unto his hall!
his foe is dead, the worm of dread,
and ever so his foes shall fall!

the sword is sharp, the spear is long,
the arrow swift, the gate is strong.
the heart is bold that looks on gold;
the dwarves no more shall suffer wrong.

the dwarves of yore made mighty spells,
while hammers fell like ringing bells
in places deep, where dark things sleep,
in hollow halls beneath the fells.

on silver necklaces they strung
the light of stars, on crowns they hung
the dragon-fire, from twisted wire
the melody of harps they wrung.

the mountain throne once more is freed!
o! wandering folk, the summons heed!
come haste! come haste! across the waste!
the king of friend and kin has need.

now call we over the mountains cold,
'come back unto the caverns old!'
here at the gates the king awaits,
his hands are rich with gems and gold.

the king has come unto his hall
under the mountain dark and tall.
the worm of dread is slain and dead,
and ever so our foes shall fall!

farewell we call to hearth and hall!
though wind may blow and rain may fall,
we must away, ere break of day
far over the wood and mountain tall.

to rivendell, where elves yet dwell
in glades beneath the misty fell.
through moor and waste we ride in haste,
and whither then we cannot tell.

with foes ahead, behind us dread,
beneath the sky shall be our bed,
until at last our toil be passed,
our journey done, our errand sped.

we must away! we must away!
we ride before the break of day!

The Hobbit An Unexpected Journey - Howard Shore - Over Misty Mountains (Cold)

Remix of Michael Land's excellent Swamp theme. Created using HSPad, a harmonic pad synth, and Garageband (string ensemble). The song was then exported at twice the final sample rate, meaning that it is half the speed and pitch of it's original form. I've also done some subtle FSU looping and distortion.

The Swamp

Sean Beeson is an award-winning composer, the owner of Sean Beeson Studios LLC located in rural Ohio.

www.seanbeeson.com