Related tracks: Déclin avec Baie des Anges

Songwriter : Paul Anka \ ISWC : T-070.240.546-6
Publisher : Chrysalis Standars Inc
Released : March 1975
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Vocal : Anh
Arrangement : Phong
Recorded : December 2004
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I don't like to sleep alone - Cover (Paul Anka)

Piano composition by Anibal Seminara
Image by Many Souffan

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3 Piezas Para Piano No. 1 En Re Bemol Menor

Check the debut and tribute track from SHOCK THE ALGORITHM, a brand new Hard Heavy Rock band from Athens, GR. This debut track is dedicated to all the blessed souls that we lost unfairly in Tempi, 28/2/23 on a train crash. R.I.P. and God bless all these souls, their families and the whole world.

#τέμπη

Shock the Algorithm

Youtube link: https://youtu.be/03e3VHfWTfo

lyrics:
Wings on a Wagon
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We've spoken twice
and roll the dice
i said i'm leaving this town for a day or two
I packed my bags
i'm on a railway track
i'm gonna see you again my love really soon
We're sailing into the unknown, before the sun comes up
Why we've become so distant? i see wings on a wagon
Why there's no line to reach you, we are flying on flamed wings of a dragon
there's only youth around me, only young angels beside me
i said don't worry about me, i see wings on a wagon
the end is near, i felt no fear
i had no time to think about
i saw the flames, i heard some names
and then connection lost for eternity
and i will call and i won't fall, get some rest and sleep well    
and i'll be there and i'll take care, don't worry mom i won't be late...

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Rock and Roll Kills

Wings on a Wagon

Wings on a Wagon ( Τέμπη 28 Φεβρουαρίου 2023 )

Taken from the upcoming full length debut album (TBR mid-2024)
(p) & (c), 2023.
Youtube link: https://youtu.be/F8sinHhDbp8
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Lyrics:
Listen from far beyond
listen you crowd of loss
listen you all, a generation of pain 
that felt destruction so close

listen people who wheep
that you are the chosen sheep
a sheep that will live, forever you will
and without any bleed

and the seasons are changing
and the days are passing by, while fighting the good fight
and the time feels like raging, an unstoppable light 
and now i am saying...you can't go wrong! 

I hear some people sing, 
i hear some people scream,
i know we all, being under the sky  
in this place where we breathe and dream

listen around the globe,
embrace what u  really love
with body and soul you have to give in
 and never let it go!

You Can't Go Wrong!

Thank You so much for 1000 plays! 

No A.I. was used to create this track!

Around January 20th my friend from work asked me to prepare for him some music for his graphics reel project. And here is result. Mostly done in one evening. Original track has 36 seconds, however, for SoundCloud purposes, I extended this "track" and added a finish. Finally this track didn't find his way to final product, but I think it's a decent project to share ;)

Main hero of this track is still awesome, 18 years old, soft synth from Native Instruments - Massive. Beside that I've used heavily filtered Heavyocity Foundation Emotive Choir and couple of percussive samples from Ableton Live libraries.

Thumbnails background: Freepik by Garry Killian
https://www.freepik.com/author/garrykillian

Gimmie Some Energy!

Gimmie Some Energy! (Graphics Reel Background Music)

Sorry for the bad sound quality!

written by BeSinger 1990 formerly Common Ground

P. Brühl drums
K. Gätjen bass
S. Prigge keyboard
M. Szaguhn backvocals
A. Besinger guitar, vocals


Raindrops are knocking on my window
Teardrops fall and quietly hit the ground
Memories pass before my inner eye 
Ask me where you are
But don’t even know: where am I ?

I can’t take the future or bring back the past
Seems like we were not ever meant to last
I would wait for you for the rest of my life
Now  in my hand there is the knife

Uncertainty won’t kill you
I know the truth will do
And though the first should be the last
I can’t recall that this is true

Isn’t this a lovely day
It’s ideal for passing away

Isn’t this a lovely day
It’s ideal for passing away

I try to move with my back aginst the wall
I can ’t make a step, I am destined to fall
I try to hope you are held by love that raised.
My hands are tied
I am trapped in this maze

Common Ground

A Lovely Day - Common Ground live 1990 - (remastered)

Lyrics from poems by Virpi Viljanmaa (my cousin)

37°

Longing (Remix)

Le Jardin Après La Pluie

Some new acoustic guitar stuff is under construction, but meanwhile here’s a very different beast, called 'Relentless'. About the relentless assembly line of life.

Relentless

Box of Cosmic Whispers

Written, performed and produced by Kar Stanton
Bass played by Joe Rodwell
Mixed by Joe Rodwell
Mastered by Nick Lewis at Old Cottage Audio

Lyrics:

I lost my patience
Did you take it?
When you created the infinite scroll
It take two seconds
The first impressions
I swipe and move on
But you're in control now

Scrolling through a steady stream of nothing
Searching for something

I get hooked on the little hits
And I can't snap out of it
You're doing me damage
But I can't break the habit
You chew me up 
And you spit me out
But I'll be coming back around
Any minute now
There'll be something beautiful
What will I find in the digital landfill

I'm spinning on a spit like meat
Is it true 
I'm a cog in the machine of your dreams
I'm prone as a product
I'm your asset
And you're selling me out
What is this deal we struck
I wanna give it up
I don't remember signing up
I don't remember signing up for this

I get hooked on the little hits
And I can't snap out of it
But I can't live without
Cos I might miss something important
You chew me up 
And you spit me out
But I'll be coming back around
Any minute now
There'll be something beautiful
What will I find in the digital landfill

Little hits of dopamine
Little hits of dopamine

Little Hits

One Look : Electronic music with Guitar and Vocals
https://open.spotify.com/album/0VDf2EUjDfXDf1bQvDA3Q0?si=l-NYW1CwS0SIgdCnXHG_fQ

One Look

poor bastard it’s on your face
the permanent frown
we’ll give it the coup de grâce
the jolly smack down

in the morning… slip away
on the move… going

cracked windshield don’t block the way
to getting around
start picking the weed bouquet
we’re heading for town

in the morning… steal away
on the move… going

cat mother she wrings her hands
just leave us alone
she never did understand
a house ain’t a home

in the morning… slip away
on the move… going
california… get away
gonna move… going

last round up around this place
you dig up the bones
raise canvas for anyplace
the skull and crossbones
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Thanks to Janine Levinson, Cheesemont Paisely-Paisely, David Weiss, and Wheelwright for early listening and massively good suggestions.

Image by Spencer Davis via Unsplash.

California Leaving

If I can stop one heart
from breaking
I shall not live in vain
If I can ease one Life the Aching
Or cool one in pain

Or help one fainting Robin 
Unto his Nest again
I shall not live in Vain.

— EMILY DICKINSON 
“Further Poems of Emily Dickinson" published by Little, Brown and Company of Boston, 1929.

65 bpm
DAW Apple Logic Pro X
MIDI Akai Pro MPK 
E-instruments:
Studio Grand
Steinway Grand Piano 
Boesendorfer Grand Piano
SoCal Ballad Piano
Clarinet Solo+
Harp
Upright Ballad Bass
Rolling Chords Synth
Electronic Drum Kit - Platinum Dreams 
Latin Kit
Hip Hop Kit
Studio Brush Kit

Audio of bird chirps recorded live Jun. 15, 2024.

Photo of children splashing water via public domain, Wikimedia Commons 
https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Happy_children_splashing_water.jpg

Happy Endings

Lightning & Thunder

A little groove for our upcoming Olympics

Olympic Dream - Jamie Rhind

Déclin

Vidéo : https://youtu.be/RVOcoq2FZPA

Texte : Sanzen
Chant : Baie des Anges
Musique : Alain Illos

J'ai retrouvé le goût, 
la force de vouloir.
 Revenu des confins, 
des ciels brouillés...

Voleur de mots,
je me suis enfui
En quête de fleurs rares, 
de plages où je languis.

Et j'invente un pays
qui me ressemble.
Fait de soleil et d'océan. 
De parfums qui embaument

J'ajoute mes mots,
aux voix qui psalmodient. 
Enfin, je sens ce que je suis.
 La divine comédie...

Et j'invente une vie 
qui me ressemble, 
un paradis.

Revenu des confins,
voleur de mots, amoureux... 
Je sais qu'il est trop tard,
 pour être heureux.

Et mon âme en déclin 
et mon coeur fatigué. 
Et les soleils mouillés
 et les plus rares fleurs

Et j'invente une vie 
qui me ressemble,
un paradis.
Voleur de mots, 
enchantent mon âme...

Déclin avec Baie des Anges

Sorrows Of Life

And the Romantics End Up Anchorites in the Desert

I used to play this piece in music school, an assignment from my piano teacher, a lovely and astonishingly talented lady from Ukraine. Of all the pieces she gave me to practice, this one was right up my alley. Playful, almost mocking, like the winter lately. And I happen to love the winter.

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Music composed by Sergei Prokofiev
Based on "Visions fugitives: X. Ridicolosamente" (1917)
Arranged and programmed by Thomas O'Higgins Horna
Produced at Kolima Forest Studios.

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