Nicely done my friend - This track blends genres with finesse, delivering vibrant energy and immaculate sound. Each note sparkles, and the overall sound is lush and warm - big like.

wow amazingly & beautifully done Absolutely beautiful combination of instruments

A moving and emotional work that grabs my heart.  The cello sings the story and creates a stunning composition. :)

Related tracks: I Keep Protecting my Soul

Special thanks to Cecilia for her a cappella ...of which I modified the tone in order to fit perfectly with my arrangement and atmosphere

EQUALITY FOR ALL.  🎧

(Femme d’Aujourd’hui)

Hold me in your arms
Viens sécher mes larmes
Hold me in your arms
Oui, je rends les armes
Femme d’aujourd’hui

Liberté et solitude
Si je brille dans la nuit
Contradictoire attitude…

Hold me in your arms
Viens sécher mes larmes
Hold me in your arms
Oui, je rends les armes
Femme d’aujourd’hui

Doutes et certitudes
Oui, je pleure dans la nuit
Je mens, congrat’itude…

Hold me in your arms
Viens sécher mes larmes
Hold me in your arms
Oui, je rends les armes
Je rends les armes…

Je rends les armes…

HOLD ME IN YOUR ARMS

acropolis

The Acropolis is an ancient citadel in Athens, Greece, perched on a rocky hill overlooking the city. Its most famous structure, the Parthenon, is a temple dedicated to Athena, built in the 5th century BCE during Athens' golden age. The Acropolis symbolizes classical Greek architecture and culture, housing other significant structures like the Erechtheion and the Propylaea. It's a UNESCO World Heritage Site, drawing millions for its historical and archaeological value.



ACROPOLIS - ΑΚΡΟΠΟΛΙΣ

Sage The Gemini & Iamsu! VS PLK & Hamza (Dramantic Remix)

What was that man dreaming of, the one who played the saxophone the other night? When he finally wakes up, we’ll ask him – though it’s unlikely he’ll ever reply. And if by any chance he were willing to answer, he might say: "Nothing that I can remember, because nothing ever happens in my dreams."

This is the second in a series of eight easy, acoustic, rather short, and deliberately inconclusive tracks, assembled by combining new ideas with reworked older material, adding parts and sounds along the way. 

Part 1 here: https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/in-case-nothing-happens-part-1-night
Part 3 here: https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/in-case-nothing-happens-part-3-noon
Part 4 here: https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/in-case-nothing-happens-part-4-late-afternoon
Part 5 here: https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/in-case-nothing-happens-part-5-night-again

Composed by Michele Ansani (2025) (a partial remake of this: https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/johans-aceleration-check-the-description).
Female vocals courtesy of Function Loops.
Ambient and radio sound effects sourced from Pixabay.
Posted on SoundCloud: August 2, 2025.

In case nothing happens - part 2 (dawn)*

Not an Idols" — MUSIC YOU WON’T FORGET
🔥 We’re not idols. We’re the fire that burns within.
If you’ve ever felt like you don’t fit the mold — this video is for you.

👑 This is more than a music video. It’s a story. A vibe. A rebellion.

✨ What is this video about?
About those who don’t shout — but shine.
About those who don’t follow trends — they set them.
About you.

One voice. One spotlight. A full stage.
A blend of cyberpunk, raw emotion, and cinematic aesthetics — in 3.5 unforgettable minutes.

🎧 Listen – Feel – Share:
🔗 Unique female vocal with genre-bending production
🔗 Direction: futuristic visuals & real emotion
🔗 For those craving something real, not algorithm-approved

[Verse]
We rise from ashes hearts on fire
Chasing dreams that take us higher
No script to follow we make our own way
Unwritten legends born today

[Chorus]
We're not an idol but we shine so bright
Breaking every rule under neon lights
They can't cage the stars we were born to glow
We're not an idol but the world will know

[Verse 2]
Our voices loud like thunder’s roar
Unstoppable we crave for more
Unchained spirits dancing wild
A revolution born from the exile

[Chorus]
We're not an idol but we shine so bright
Breaking every rule under neon lights
They can't cage the stars we were born to glow
We're not an idol but the world will know

[Bridge]
We’re the spark in the dark that ignites the sky
A rebel symphony no need to comply
Through the noise we find our sound
Unbreakable we’re glory-bound

[Chorus]
We're not an idol but we shine so bright
Breaking every rule under neon lights
They can't cage the stars we were born to glow
We're not an idol but the world will know

We not an idols

Between the Worlds

Midnight Moon

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

this is the cover song for the Movie "the ninth gate"
one of my favorite movies in the "psychological thriller" genre 🎞️

Mix & Mastering by @bahram-dashtii 🙏

The Ninth Gate

M A G I C A L 

A Cinematic Orchestral Musical Nature Landscape ..

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AMA - Alex Music Art - Alex Magic Art Productions
2025 All rights reserved.

M A G I C A L

(Music: Hans-Michael Albers, Lyrics: Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves:  Vocals
Hans-Michael Albers: All instruments, Arrangement & Production

Today, 22nd. August 2025, marks 13 years since our dear brother Bri succumbed to the deadly combination of leukaemia and Guillain-Barré syndrome.  Watching him through 2012, unable to do anything for himself and increasingly confined to a hospital bed is something none who loved him will ever forget.  
He has never been (and never will be) forgotten, not only for the music he created but for the force of nature he most certainly was.  In 1964, our Mum & Dad bought him an entry level acoustic guitar as a Christmas present and his progress on the instrument was something to behold.  By the time he was 18, he’d bought himself a Gibson Les Paul on HP (24 payments of five pounds and thirteen shillings per month) from Selmers in Charing Cross Road, London.  He joined a band, somehow co-opting me in as lead singer at the tender age of 15 (still a schoolboy, no less) and over the ensuing ten years, formed bands of whose line-up I was always a part, graduating from singing to percussion and eventually drums.
There being guitars laying around the family home, Tel took to playing and encouraged by Bri, never stopped.  Fast forward another five years and he too started writing songs so that by ’82, the 3 of us decided to form a band (Root Division) to play them.  It’s a truly special thing to be in the same band as your brothers and recording those songs became something Tel and me still remember with an abiding nostalgia.  No wonder we still talk about those days…
This song started life as an instrumental, written by Hans and of course, it’s brilliant as is but Tel liked it so much, he asked if he could write some lyrics and a vocal melody.  Being a generous fellow, our dear friend from Hamburg said he’d love to hear what Tel had in mind.
His basic idea was to incorporate as many references as he could to Cripple Club tracks, in celebration of the firm friendship we have formed in together recording what amounts to over 50 songs.  There may be a few of you who can spot one or two…
So this is for you, Bri.  We love and miss you, sweet brother.
(Gary Reeves)

Last Summer day reasons
Hamburg always shines
Shadows of Superheroes
Another surprise will come in time
Click toward a pension
From birth but never knew
Surprised to find a blackbird
In the flames as the music grew

Touch wood for satisfaction
CC music every day
Root of strong existence 
Step off the world to feed the phrase
Another Titan message
Titanic stories past
Image of a fraying edge
Never thought hang of time would last

It’s the time, it’s the place
It’s the only performance I can show my face

Last chance for singing
Avoid resistant tide
Pleasing distant garage
Remember 4 to 3 to 5
Stars in space that linger
Soaking up the blue
Palette of sunshine yellow
Mix to green for go - but for who?

T,G & H, Two and you!

LAST SUMMER'S DAY BLUES - CRIPPLE CLUB

This is another cover of an oldies tune, 'Another Saturday Night*', written by the great Sam Cooke (he wrote the song while staying in a hotel where no female guests were allowed). But this version is a cover of another cover - Cat Steven's version of the song. Cat's version is more upbeat, with a bit of a Latin feel to it. Being a fan of both versions, I threw in a sample of Cooke's original at the very end, and the voices from the studio recording at the very beginning, including a count off by Cooke himself, just for fun. I REALLY enjoyed doing this one, and hope it shows in the recording. Thanks for listening.

All instruments played by me on keyboard:
-organ
-acoustic guitar
-flute
-trumpets
-alto & tenor sax
-piano
-bass
-percussion
-drums
-lead & backing vocals

*Song written by Sam Cooke

(apologies for my absence from Soundcloud lately; work & some recent vacation time keep getting in the way. how dare they!)

Another Saturday Night (Cat's cover)

Oh Baby I need you   (Open collaboration offer Paploviante)
Backing Track: 
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/still-think-positive-open-collab-offer
Lillithe: Mix, Arrangement and Production

Oh Baby I Need You (Open collaboration offer Paploviante)

rainy in hot summer

"Lonely Man" — composed by [Parsa Mousazadeh], performed by Masoud Norouzi (Violin & Viola), recorded at Pop Studio, mixed & mastered by Amir Mobasher.

This instrumental soundtrack piece was created for the Storyboard album (2024). It tells the quiet story of solitude — reflective, cinematic, and deeply emotional.

🎻 For film and listening use.
© 2024 [Parsa Mousazadeh]. All rights reserved.

Lonely Man

In the earliest days of Mu —
before temples, before resonance machines, before sound had learned its own name —
the air itself could hum.

It was not yet music.
It was motion: the trembling of waves inside the fog,
the slow shimmer of dawn above the still lagoons.

The people of Mu never called it anything.
They simply listened.

They believed that every drop of rain carried its own melody,
and when water touched another surface,
it remembered how to sing.

Children held out their hands to the rain,
catching the sound as if it were a living thing made of breath and echo.

They called those moments naive reveries —
not because they were simple,
but because they did not yet know themselves.

Sound did not try to become a song.
It simply existed —
until silence folded it gently back into itself.

At dusk, when the sky turned pale gold and the ocean mirrored the leaving sun,
some would sit by the sleeping waves and play loops from air —
small circles of tone born from wind, shells, glass reeds.

Each loop repeated until it faded, like foam returning to the sea.
None sounded the same, and none were ever finished.
They would say:
the sound of vanishing is the sound of return.

Many cycles later, when Mu was half-forgotten,
its languages scattered into whispers and static,
those naive reveries were found again — faint recordings hidden in stone and salt.

They still sounded fragile, as if shy about existing.
No one dared to fix them.
They were left untouched — small loops of time,
created before meaning, before creation knew itself.

Now, if you listen closely, those sounds awaken once more —
not as compositions, but as memories that belong to no one.

They rise like bubbles underwater — slow, luminous,
forming circles that dissolve into each other.

They have nothing to tell.
They only remind:
once, long ago,
the world made music by accident.

Mu never composed —
it only breathed.

And its breath became a song.

- Echo That Breathes

I found a wave in the grass,
kept it safe inside a glass.
In the morning it began —
Mu was breathing once again.



- The Quiet Orbit

Fog is soft, I touch and taste,
like the sea that lost its face.
Somewhere deep my dream still hums,
made of names and little drums.



- Liquid Memory

Water speaks in fragile tone,
like a language made of bone.
Caught a word — it tried to flee,
now it hums inside of me.



- Veil of Aether

The wind forgot the ground below,
it hummed where only echoes go.
I tried to catch its silver skin —
and felt the quiet breathe me in.



- Voice Beneath Water

Shadow dancing on the wall,
knows the shape of spring and fall.
“Who are you?” I asked in awe —
“I’m the pause in what you saw.”



- Minor Garden

If you pour a drop in heart,
tiny circles will restart.
Mu will pass and leave no clue —
just a silence shining through.



- Axis of Return

I asked clouds where dreams are kept,
they said, “Under what has slept.”
Mu then whispered, “Look, it’s near —
on the back of folded year.”



- Light Through Salt Veins

Caught a beam of silver light,
lost it quick into the night.
Mu said softly, “Let it be —
you will shine enough for me.”



- Glass Recalling Air

I forgot the name of sound,
but it follows me around.
When I stop, it stops to too —
when I move, it whispers “Mu.”



- Rising Through Mirrors

Rain was whispering to me,
like a voice beneath the sea.
“I’m with Mu,” I said aloud,
and dissolved into a cloud.



- Child of the Wave

The sea was small inside my hand,
it whispered, “Do not understand.”
I let it go — it stayed instead,
and built a garden in my head.



- Unwritten Spiral

I just cried for no real cause,
Mu said, “Keep it — never pause.
Tears are sounds that make you true,
round and gentle, just like dew.”



- Echo That Dreams

In my sleep I saw some noise,
made of water, dust, and toys.
Mu was laughing: “You’re not two —
you’re my echo, dreaming too.”

“The world once sang and never knew.”


Glass Recalling Air

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

I'm just a self-taught musician and piano player who tries to express his mind and thoughts through the black and white keys.

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