Related tracks: IknowIknow

Basic track mix - straight off my Zoom R24. Leaving it alone for a while..(earworm!) 
Synth bass with multi-clarinet riffs / alto flutes/oboe sections with tenor sax on bass pedal. Flute solos with synth middle sections.
Final mix:
https://soundcloud.com/windscaleblues/vanessa-atalanta-red-admiral-final-mix?si=ca265eebd9c240529c76df65d8ce284a&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
Picture by Cathy Alexandre (c/o Pinterest)

RED ADMIRAL [CLA158M2 early mix]

São Thomé das Letras is a tribute to the mystical town of São Thomé das Letras, in Minas Gerais, Brazil. A place filled with cosmic energies, mysteries, and unlikely encounters — where love, friendship, and freedom call home. Long live São Thomé das Letras.

São Thomé das Letras

Last night I left from work beneath the starlit skies,
Saw the moon up there aglow,
São Thomé began to show,
Red or white wine flows,
Down the hill it goes,
I’ll be on the road,
Forget me, São Paulo,
I can’t take it anymore — thank God it’s Friday, love, I swore.

Wanna see the werewolf and Brigitte Bardot,
'Neath this crazy, lovely moon,
Wanna find you soon,
Give you all you crave,
'Til there’s none to save,
This hunger to behave —
Like lovers do, oh please…
I can’t take this burning need that cuts like knives, my love, release.

Tigers and deer, all walking side by side,
Everyone the same inside —
Rich or poor in stride,
Tall or thin with pride,
Black, albino, wide-eyed,
Even strange is dignified —
‘Cause I can’t take this anymore,
These small-souled people I abhor, my love, I swore…

By day my eyes embrace the goddess, Nature bright,
But when night descends in fire,
That's when hearts conspire,
I will climb that stone,
Burn my herb alone,
With my mind full-blown,
Watch the sunrise in complete awareness;
‘Cause I can’t take this world of violence, my love, such madness…

We are children, craving just to live,
Animals with lost instinct,
If I don’t die, I blink —
Kill or waste in sync,
Like cats and dogs on the brink —
I’m out, I want to breathe again and give.
For in this crazy life, what stays behind…
Is only what you’ve learned while still alive.

++++++++++PORTUGUES

São Thome das Letras é uma homenagem a cidade mística de São Thome das Letras, em Minas Gerais, Brasil. Uma cidade cheia de energias cósmicas, mistérios e encontros pouco prováveis, onde o amor, a amizade e a liberdade fazem morada. Viva São Thomé das Letras.

São Thomé das Letras
Ontem eu sai do trampo, sob a luz das estrelas;
Vi a lua lá brilhando;
São Thomé esperando;
Vinho tinto ou branco
Vai cair, barranco;
Vou sair andando;
São Paulo me esqueça;
Porque já não aguento mais, ainda bem que hoje sexta feira, meu amor.
Quero ver o lobisomem e a Brigitte Bardot;
Nessa lua louca e linda;
Encontrar você;
E te satisfazer;
Até não mais poder;
Essa necessidade de fazer, amor...Por favor...
Porque já não aguento mais, esse desejo que corrói a veia, meu amor...
Tigres e veados, todos caminhando em paz;
Todo mundo é parecido;
Seja pobre ou rico;
Alto, baixo ou fino;
Negro ou albino;
Ou até esquisito, tudo vale a pena;
Porque já não aguento mais, essa gente de alma tão pequena, meu amor...
De dia meus olhos contemplam a deusa Natureza;
De noite é que o bicho pega;
Vou subir na pedra;
Vou queimar minha erva;
Com a mente aberta;
Ver o sol nascer com toda consciência;
Porque já não aguento mais, pra que no mundo tanta violência, meu amor...
Somos crianças carentes de viver;
Somos animais sem faro;
Se eu não morro, mato;
Vivo no marasmo;
Feito cão e gato;
To caindo fora, quero mais viver;
Porque dessa vida louca, o que se leva realmente é o que se pode aprender...

São Thomé das Letras

Collaboration
Check out AnandaTuk's music at: @user-11396379

For Some Strange Reason -With AnandaTuk

Bid me to live, and I will live
Thy protestant to be;
Or bid me love, and I will give
A loving heart to thee.

A heart as soft, a heart as kind,
A heart as sound and free,
As in the whole world thou canst find,
That heart I'll give to thee.

Bid that heart stay, and it will stay,
To honour thy decree;
Or bid it languish quite away,
And 't shall do so for thee.

Bid me to weep, and I will weep,
While I have eyes to see;
And having none, yet I will keep
A heart to weep for thee.

Bid me despair, and I'll despair,
Under that cypress tree;
Or bid me die, and I will dare
E'en death, to die for thee.

Thou art my life, my love, my heart,
The very eyes of me;
And hast command of every part,
To live and die for thee.



To Anthea , who may Command him Anything (A poem by Robert Herrick)

I had posted a year ago the row version of this track recorded back in 2015 (https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/bosque-redondo)
I thought that, after all these years, it was time to remake it, without altering the melody or the atmosphere.
Regarding the context evoked, see for example here: https://americanindian.si.edu/nk360/navajo/long-walk/long-walk.cshtml

Composed by Michele Ansani (2015-2025).
Bansuri is courtesy by Aahro.
Cover photo: Navajo girls at Fort Sumner, Bosque Redondo era, New Mexico, 1864-1868(?). Palace of the Governors Photo Archives, negative number 038208.

RePosted on SoundCloud: 2025, June 16

Bosque Redondo (final version)*

lyrics

Don't think I like it
But I breathe it
Don't think I like it
But I have to be it

I retreat, I retreat
I retreat, I retreat

But I breathe it
I have to be it
I retreat, I retreat

Sometimes I feel ok
But not today
Sometimes I feel ok
But I'm made of clay

I retreat, I retreat
I retreat, I retreat
I retreat, I retreat
I retreat, I retreat
I retreat, I retreat

no more

retreat

Too Risky

Cast of characters:
Jack Karasek F1r3— hi hats and piano.. and added beat
K2 and the Three [and the Four] -- @k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–beats
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1– Roland Phantom workstation
Llanpsych–@llanpsych –Tez– electric guitar
Tea R. Sea @tea_are_sea -- Terry – Synthesizer

TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– Title of song-mix, master, and production

This song began with Ken's oldest son, Jack, who laid down the basic rhythmic beat. Ken took over after that with the rest of the beats, though. Jack just graduated high school last week, and he's into hip hop and trap music, so he wanted to share some of it with his musician father, who is very proud of him.
  Tez was first up on this one, which surprised me when I went back and checked the workflow. He added the perfectly placed guitar hits throughout. Josh was next up, using his synth to add the falling bass line. Last, but not least, Terry came aboard, adding the moody, melodic, high register synth. Mark also lent a hand with the production, making some great edits, at which he's very skilled.
  When it was all finished, we asked out resident pro mixer, Stephen, to mix it for us. 
  This song was in its current form for about the past eight months. It was originally part of a series of vehicles Eclectic Collective composed for The Mysterious Decibel. He got caught up in life, though, and had to abandon the project. So, we sat on it, asking all the rappers we know if they'd be interested in having a go with it, but no one bit. So, with Jack's recent graduation, Ken revived it as a celebratory song for his son. It could still use some vocals, too, so think of this as an open invitation to anyone who want to do the honors. 
  We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed making it

Throwing Rocks-F1r3/ Tea R Sea/ Eclectic Collective

une petite valse...
Sur ce titre j'ai invité mon ami Philippe pour chanter. Merci à lui  🙏
Librement inspirée par  un court-métrage français de Albert Lamorisse, sorti en 1956.
La pochette est une image du film.

A little waltz... so French 😁
On this title I invited my friend Philippe to sing.  Thanks to him 🙏
Loosely inspired by a French short film by Albert Lamorisse, released in 1956.
The cover is a still from the film.


Paroles:
Une histoire d’infortune, l’enfant imprudent 
Lâche  son ballon rouge  qui  s’envole dans le vent  
Part  visiter le monde  les mers, l’océan 	 
Faire un tour du monde, la planète  est ronde

Refrain
  Ivres de liberté les ballons lâchés
  Sont des rêves d’avenir  
  Un désir enchanté ,promesse éclairée
   Un récit pour sourire

Vu du ciel étoilé c’est joli la terre
La Mère nourricière   de  l’humanité 
Sur tous les continents , des hommes et  des femmes  
 Des forêts des rivières On n’vois pas  d’frontières

Vu d’en haut c’est marrant on n’voit pas d’mechants
On n’ vois pas les guerres ni même  la misère
regard innocent, d’ un ballon d'un enfant 
C’est joli la terre quand tu prend les airs 

Les années ont passé,  ballon de retour
murmure à l'oreille de l'adolescent 
Le récit des merveilles vues chaque jour
C’est joli la terre quand tu déploies tes ailes

Traduction
A story of misfortune, the reckless child
Releases his red balloon which flies away in the wind
Goes off to visit the world, the seas, the ocean
Take a trip around the world, the planet is round

Chorus
Drunk with freedom, the balloons released
Are dreams of the future
An enchanted desire, an enlightened promise
A story to smile at

Seen from the starry sky, the earth is pretty
The nourishing mother of humanity
On all continents, men and women
Forests, rivers We don't see borders

Seen from above, it's funny, we don't see bad guys
We don't see wars or even misery
Innocent look, from a child's balloon
The earth is pretty when you take the Airs

The years have passed, the balloon returns
whispers in the adolescent's ear
The tale of wonders seen every day
The earth is beautiful when you spread your wings


Le ballon rouge

Brand new track after a long time ago! Check out this one guys and gals and let me know if you miss my synthwave tracks with my own vocs on it! Share , Support and comment!

Let me know if u really dig it. Cheers and have a great summer y'all!

IknowIknow

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.   Featuring Vibraphone solo. Selmer Tenor Saxophone solo. Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Fender Electric Bass. Roland Synthesizer Bass. Fender Rhodes Electric Piano Rhythm. Gibson L5 Electric Guitar Rhythm. Drums Acoustic Full drum kit set. Percussion Timbales, Cow Bell, Tree Chimes.

Ipanema

El Bonalita

- Picture -
Artist Picture. Naridarbandi - IG
Art Cover Editor. Shyntwirl

- Music -
Producer. Shyntwirl
Programmer. Shyntwirl
Developer. Shyntwirl
Structure. Shyntwirl
Composer. Shyntwirl
Equalizer. Shyntwirl

PROD. Shyntwirl

Shyntwirl - Drizzling For Love

Lumbertubs

Let Lovers Rule!
Let all lovers rule the world
so that we will get a world without hate and war
and only sympathy is the law
that's my dream of a love regime

In my fantasy a world of love is what we need

Hate, violence, fear, guilt it all will be banned
no leaders who have the country in their bloody hand
with tolerance we respect gender, age, nation
with love as guide money looses its station

It's my dream you know what I mean

Let all lovers rule the world
no more alpha males with their evil will
no tyrants who let kill
with a thirst they can never fill
but churches for all or none at all
teach love, compassion and to forgive

In my dream you know what I mean

It's my fantasy, no me but we
take my hand

In a world filled with hope there's no need to fight
replace hate with understanding, all unite
guided by love, we don't let each other fall
offering kindness and support for and from all

It's my dream come on and help me!

Let all lovers rule the world
so that we will get a world without hate and war
and only sympathy is the law
that's my dream of a love regime

Let Lovers Rule

This is a revamp of a song i released a few years ago. I have added a few extra pieces to enhance the song.  It seems more relevant today than ever before. The world is full of Narcissist's this is for them and please ...do sing  along...I suppose the message in the song is very simple ..
When everything in your life is falling apart, its never your fault , its always someone else's because you are so much smarter, funnier, better that everybody else, they just cant see it. ha ha ha 
" It's always someone else's Fault " 
Written, recorded and produced by 
John Mc Farlane

The Narcissist's Anthem

Is it a scary Halloween in July with zero treats and a bagful of disaster?! Everywhere I look in the outside world, countless tragedies, terror, and horror stories run on continuous loop. That’s why, in addition to family illness and death, I took a few months away to explore my inner creative world, where, to quote the psychic medium Tangina from the movie, Poltergeist, “There is peace and serenity in the light.”  🔮😆😜🖤

A proposed soundtrack for a suspense thriller, and a track from the upcoming release of my Time Machine EP. 
 
Electro chill NuJazz with hip hop beats and a touch of tango

I use what I consider a classic hip-hop rhythm for the hi hats that may seem dated, but it’s comforting as a familiar element, me being a fan of Boom Bap, and it adds tension like a pesky fly or a nagging thought. The composition overall is more playful than serious, but sometimes people laugh to keep from crying. Or screaming 😱 

An original composition, no AI, produced digitally using a MIDI keyboard and DAW.

66 bpm

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DAW: Apple Logic Pro X 
MIDI: Akai Professional keyboard 

E-INSTRUMENTS
Concert Grand 
Ambient Lead
Clarinet Solo 
Session Strings 
Lunar Chords
Deterioration synth 
Deep Round Synth Bass 
Minimal Techno Pattern 
E-PERCUSSION 
Drum ‘N Bass Remix Kit 
Pop Kit

LoFi audio of thunderstorm recorded live on June 7, 2025.

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COVER ART: A composite of AI-generated images via the DaVinci app, designed and altered using Photoshop.

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Hidden Room

"Suo Gân" (or Huna Blentyn) is a traditional Welsh lullaby by an anonymous composer.
It was first recorded in print around 1800 and the lyrics were captured by the Welsh folklorist Robert Bryan (1858–1920).

The Song was featured in Steven Spielberg's 1987 film "Empire of the Sun", and I used to sing it to my kids :).

Piano by my daughter Awen.

We hope you'll enjoy.


Lyrics:

Huna blentyn ar fy mynwes,
Clyd a chynnes ydyw hon;
Breichiau mam sy'n dynn amdanat,
Cariad mam sy dan fy mron;
Ni chaiff dim amharu'th gyntun,
Ni wna undyn â thi gam;
Huna'n dawel, annwyl blentyn,
Huna'n fwyn ar fron dy fam.

Huna'n dawel, heno, huna,
Huna'n fwyn, y tlws ei lun;
Pam yr wyt yn awr yn gwenu,
Gwenu'n dirion yn dy hun?
Ai angylion fry sy'n gwenu,
Arnat ti yn gwenu'n llon,
Tithau'n gwenu'n ôl dan huno,
Huno'n dawel ar fy mron?

Paid ag ofni, dim ond deilen
Gura, gura ar y ddôr;
Paid ag ofni, ton fach unig
Sua, sua ar lan y môr;
Huna blentyn, nid oes yma
Ddim i roddi iti fraw;
Gwena'n dawel yn fy mynwes.
Ar yr engyl gwynion draw.

English

Sleep my darling, on my bosom,
Harm will never come to you;
Mother's arms enfold you safely,
Mother's heart is ever true.
As you sleep there's naught to scare you,
Naught to wake you from your rest;
Close those eyelids, little angel,
Sleep upon your mother's breast.

Sleep, my darling, night is falling
Rest in slumber sound and deep;
I would know why you are smiling,
Smiling sweetly as you sleep?
Do you see the angels smiling
As they see your rosy rest,
So that you must smile an answer
As you slumber on my breast?

Don't be frightened, it's a leaflet
Tapping, tapping on the door;
Don't be frightened, 'twas a wavelet
Sighing, sighing on the shore.
Slumber, slumber, naught can hurt you,
Nothing bring you harm or fright;
Slumber, darling, smiling sweetly
At those angels robed in white.



Suo Gân (Sleep My Child - Welsh Lullaby - Awen and Rob)

After 18yrs of releasing a new song, Hostal Handshake are BACK!
Maybe just a single, maybe just an EP or maybe...an album? But we are Back! :D
#ripOzzy

Youtube link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lYcakJJnz1E
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lyrics:
This is not a drill!

Give me something to break it in two
give me glory to rule the fools
take me in your house on a big flat screen
Ready to sink you on a dark black dream

Are you ready to become a slave of me?
Corrupted government ain't gonna set u free
All these righteous pre-election pigs
are now pointing the finger for you to pay the fee

Now it's the time, this is not a drill
ain't got no privilege , got nothing to feel
Your heart is gray from the news today
only your soul left in the end to pay


(p) & (c) 2025, Hostal Handshake.

This Is Not a Drill!

Brand New track on the Rocks! Summer 2025 and let it roll with my brand new track called "I Keep Protecting my Soul".

Purchase it digitally via #bandcamp: https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/track/i-keep-protecting-my-soul

(p) & (c) 2025, STA.

lyrics:
I keep protecting my soul
There's nothing more sacred than my soul
I keep protecting my soul
The body dies, it's eternal the soul

Clear is conscience, i am free i am alive
Sleeping in peace not with fear with opened one eye
I never harmed anyone, don't owe a dime
i am keep paving with gold this road so up high.

I Keep Protecting my Soul

⚡ 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! 🌌