7 years later, I still can't believe my heart did this. Believe it or not, when I was resurrected, I was plaque with a curse. Even my host was effected by it. I'll be caught dead if I said it didn't effect me mentally. The heart you see in my hand was actually corrupted. Tirek was the one who caused it. Everytime my host used me, their body leaves a mark representing their sacrifice. Man was it painful on them, and to be honest, I can't believe they used me at all. But nothing beats my host who I can proudly call my avatar now. After our final battle, we realized gone MIA for 2 weeks now. We got a little concerned, and went out to look for them. We didn't find them, but we did found a lot of skeletons in their closet, some big then others. Me and Gohaku went to our house to chill on the roof top. Sadly our view of the sky was blocked by Applebloom. She was telling us her sister and her friends was in trouble and they needed our help. She was going to tell us where they were until Alteron's goons snatched her away, I called my boy sand made a logical point by traveling to the castle. We went to Celestia's castle and saw her with the girls. But wait theirs more! Alteron was there with his goons to reek havoc incase shit goes south. It sounded like they was making a deal, but it was cut short by me. My host lost full control of me, and I took over his body thorugh the duration of operation save their asses for the umptieth time. Me punching the shit out of Alteron caused his goons to come after me, and it also made the castle crumble on it's self... ops... Hey at least I saved their ass... well sort of. Everybody there escaped upset Twilight, she was the only one who got clocked by a falling bolder. But thanks to be the nice guy that I barely am, I saved her. That's when a sparked a new arc for us, when we was roaming around looking for her friends, we actually grew close to each other as time passed by. When I saved close to everybody, I read one of their secrets about how they made a deal with Alteron. If they killed me off, their kingdom will have full magic again, and he'll leave them alone for good. At first I was mad at them, but I forgave them, and felt bad for how badly we beaten them. No seriously, I beat them baaaaaaad. All of us came up with a plan to raid Equeatria together to take on Alteron. Our raiding idea worked, but man, we fought tooth to nail against him. Bodies was hitting the floor, heads busted open, limbs broken, and spirits was hurt. Alteron had me on edge when we fought. It's like no matter how hard I hit him, he was left with no scars, That all changed when he destroyed the tree of harmony. The tree of harmony was our only hope to drain his energy, but it was gone. I was very angry with myself, it was my fault that it happened, he made it worse by damn near killing Fluttershy. Let's just say, my anger got so strong, I turned into my man slaughter form, and the more he hit me, the more stronger I gotten, Alteron was getting a little scared of me, even my friends was too. They was trying to calm me down before I destroyed the whole country. I don't know what sparked an idea, but something told me I show take my heart out and give it to Fluttershy to bring her back to full heath, and it worked. It made me so happy that it actually gave me a new and approved heart, aaaaaand it brought my Walking Onslaughts back. Thanks to that happening, it caused a huge big bang where it brought the tree back to life, and I was able to unlock the girls ultimate forms. We all combined out powers together to kill Alteron with one last final blow. Alteron was close to death, I approached him, and he said he was sorry, he gave me a hug as a sign of sorryness, he asked can he forgive him. I said sure, I pat him on the shoulder and RIPPED HIS HEAD OFF! Of course that caused a surge of disturbance with the crew. But to be fair, with the amount of hell he out me through, I'll never forgive him.

Heart Of Harmony

I killed the pharaoh 
You killed the king 
We’re at the same place in time
But we have an all together different meaning 
The space is clear
The dimensions are fleeting 
Their wives are lonely 
when can we dismiss this meeting 

The two assassins never met
But crept about the synchronistic wave
Like shadows covered in night 
The plebeians thought they were brave
But the scholars thought they were right

In the void of tangible power
They thought they could hear it all
But their reality was relative
It was their duty 
It was their call

Stamped hooves beating
Recorded sound non existent
The heated beeping deceiving 
The heaving thoroughbreds 
Of the imagination
Stampeding
Yet, they were never
They were never competing 

She screamed and wailed
The options racing the mind well
What incandescent hell
Have we traced destined lineage to fail?

Whatever it was, rang true
Created a midnight blue hue
To confuse and compel
The empty minds at rest that dwell
Inside their own jail
In a basement in Missouri 

Ah, Hurry hurry it’s on sale
And the inventory is running low
They’ve confiscated your mind
But your pocket is yours though

I’m not sure I’m not sure
That’s really fair

When do we ride
I wanna ride I wanna ride 

Time is an opus
But it ends at the score 
There’s too much to do
And they’re always asking for more 
So I took one final job
So I could retire before 
The moon hit the clouds
And the sun burns for nevermore 

I set off in the magic hour
But the sandstorm’s day had just begun
Trying to put me to bed 
But all I wanted was fun 
The motivating factors shifted
The visual acumen had drifted
The peaches rotted and the (redacted) got (redacted)
Why’d she cry?
Then the midst was misting 

I woke up at what appeared to be a new day
But when you don’t sleep who’s really to say?
I’d poisoned myself so doing to another
Was just another act of good will from his brother
I’d set the palace a blaze and make sure the emperor fell 
His manifesto on taxes and god 
Stood at the mountain top of all that is wrong
Thrice, I visited in the apothecary
Only to remember I had never bought that which you should never carry 
I returned to the force for more
Then realized I had already drunken the cure
I fed my bled to a tube through a vein
What is now sitting in a vile 
It is his destiny, it is his one way trane 

Meet me in the middle
I’m a man on a hill
If the wind blows any harder
There’s no telling where I’ll spill
My guts out on the floor
For those who dream of glory
Where they?what?and who you fighting for?
The man and the money
The man the money
So that’s your interpretation of the land of milk and honey?
Is that how you feel?
Honey, this is for real.

Normal Irregularities

Adjrisisan

Moroccan Dances (World Premiere) 
Music by Simon Alami  I. High Atlas the Majestic  
AMERICAN MODERN ENSEMBLE 
Erin Bodnar, conductor 
Lindsey Goodman, flute 
Tasha Warren Yehuda, clarinet 
Matthew Ward, percussion 
Geoffrey Burleson, piano 
Katherine Cheng, violin 
Dave Eggar, cello  

MOSTLY MODERN FESTIVAL Skidmore College, Arthur Zankel Music Hall Saratoga Springs, New York (USA) 6/7/2024  LINKS Festival: https://www.mostlymodernfestival.org 
Ensembles-In-Residence: https://mostlymodernfestival.org/ensembles-in-residence
Composer: https://sites.google.com/view/simonalamicomposer/
Recorded by Arts Laureate: https://www.artslaureate.com

Moroccan Dances - I High Atlas the Majestic (World Premiere)

WHY
Music by Overdrive & Moladoen

No AI music generation platforms (Suno, Udio, or others) were used in the creation of this track.

The vocals were created note by note in Dreamtonics' Synthesizer V Studio Pro, and the timbre was altered in SoundID's VoiceAI.

Various musical instruments are Kontakt libraries.

This song will be available october the 13th on all plats

left behind

Prod.Sladerr
Recorded @ Goodpeeples 
@Mixedbyjiggs (Engineering & Ideas)
@bevelcut_shawti (Awesome Photography!)
Indigo(Wazzaap)

Game Change(Prod.Sladerr)

KOIKOI’s second single from their forthcoming album O sreći u snovima // On Happiness in Dreams, out in autumn 2025 on KoiKolektiv Records 

Ti Imaš Mir

Blue Snowflakes

Replay

Gauntlets of the Neon Darklord

Sparked off by the demonstration that passes by every Monday at 6 p.m. regular as clockwork.  Last time I was listening to "Police" recordings from the early 80s.

every monday

Simon Alami is a Canadian composer with a passion for blending different musical styles and traditions. He draws inspiration from master composers. Simon's compositional style is characterized by a fusion of diverse elements and a willingness to experiment with new forms of expression. He currently lives in Montreal, Canada and is a proud member of the Canadian League of Composers (CLC), Canadian Music Center CMC and SOCAN.

Moroccan Dances - I High Atlas the Majestic (World Premiere)

Simon Alami Composer