Hypnotic drive and great depth in the bass/low end !

love the trance-inducing warm wet bubbling vibe of this ecstatic room 🥳😘

excellent remix-track....., very hypnotic......! pure pleasure.......!

LIVE recording / Ζωντανή ηχογράφηση:
https://youtu.be/B8miWTufkdI

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Rain Drops - Σταγόνες Βροχής >>> video

Since I didn't give the song a title when I created it a little over a year ago, I decided to remix it again and upload it. Here is the result including title cover and edited version. I hope you like it!

Mirrors

Find your way to where you are. This track turned out to be very smooth. I used a tape delay FX from the Empress Zoia on a chord progression I wrote for the Novation Ultranova. Drums from the Synthstrom Deluge. Synth sounds from the Arturia MicroFreak. The bass line was from combining the Behringer Crave and the arpeggiated Moog Werkstatt. Music video is on YouTube https://youtu.be/vnkbUI0q3W4

Lost in Place

chorus line

HEX4 (Dance of the Druids)

Synth's: TyrellN6 & Tunefish4

HEX4

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HEX4 (Dance of the Druids)

Room Odyssey - remix

Grey Haired Nomad Woman seen riding thru Naracoorte .

Motorbyke Woman

Golden Grey

Philleann https://soundcloud.com/philleann and Rosin Dust https://soundcloud.com/rosindust produced a beautiful track called Wintertide https://soundcloud.com/philleann/wintertide-with-rosin-dust . 
I asked them if I could tell a story over it, they agreed and this is it! Thanks Phil and Tatiana : )I recommend their pages for lots more lovely music!

Before The Snow 

He was just an old man
from the time before the snow
Before the katabatic winds
drove ice down from the poles

When people numbered billions
across the surface of the Earth
The world was blue and green with life
Around the planets girth

He said the beasts that burrow
The skittering scrabbling things
Had colour, grace and beauty
Elegance and wings

He told tales of beasts much larger
than the stature of a man
with scales and fur and teeth and claws
Before the cold began

He whispers there were things called trees
10 times higher than our huts
with fruit and leaves and monkeys
That men called carpenters would cut

He keeps our people happy
with his tales of long ago
If there is truth within his stories
we will surely never know

And yet we can hear echoes
From the time when things would grow
Though he was just an old man
From the time before the snow

Before The Snow (Music by Philleann and Rosin Dust, story and narration by Garddwr Porffor)

Sometimes you feel divorced from everything, like everyone is going about their lives but you’re just watching from afar.  Written in 1995.


A table with a name scratched deep,
A window pane thick with dust
Unwoken from an endless sleep,
All moving joints seized with rust,
Here is something to liken it to.

A garden choked with weeds and thorns,
A cobweb hangs across a door,
The pathway is so overgrown,
Since no one has been here before,
Here is something to liken it to.

It’s not about keeping up,
It’s not about giving up,
Time is standing still 
While all around it moves so fast,
People growing far apart,
Here is still trapped in the past.

In perpetual eventide,
A newspaper on the chair,
A faded photo on the side,
Unopened letters on the stair,
Here is something to liken it to.


Image taken by CJW

Something To Liken It To

After our previous collaboration, I was so pleased when EllE (Cycle of Hands) agreed to work with me again on this new track, both with the music and vocals. It has not exactly been an easy ride and I have to admit that at times I almost gave up on it...but I am so, so glad that we both persevered, as '4am' has become something rather special and unique. Huge thanks to EllE. She is - and always will be - a star. 

You can contact her at https://soundcloud.com/cycleofhands

Lyrics below:
There are some things that wait until the quiet
Time of night
To take over your mind before the day gets bright
When everyone’s still asleep I feel like I might
Be the only one alive so I look to the sky

I take comfort in the stars and the moon in despite
Of their distance from my room where I sit and write
Pieces of ideas from this muse deep inside
She’s the higher form I use to free my light

It’s 4 am and I am
In the deep end 
No sleep then
For me this night

It’s me and my mind
I can’t unwind 
I wonder 
I hunt for 
What is life

I Ignite a little fire to see where I am
In the A.M. I get tired but I still can’t land
Mayhem of creation doesn’t care about plans
I made when my intention was lights out by 9

But Inspiration beckons and I can’t reject the call
If it is passed to me it’s disrespect if I drop the ball
Of energy like electricity from the wall
It’s all I see and I know its me who needs to crack this vault

It’s 4 am and I am
In the deep end 
No sleep then
For me this night

It’s me and my mind
I can’t unwind 
I wonder 
I hunt for 
What is life

It’s 4 am and 
The world is small
This screen the window 
And my wall

No sounds are heard
Except my own thoughts
They go Back and forth 
And it ticks me off

My eyes are glued to this new creation 
I can’t stop, drop or leave this inspiration 
Inside me theres a key to the ignition 
When its turned There is no chance of intermission 
I’ve been hitting on something much bigger than fiction 
I know Because it comes straight from my deepest intuition 
It can’t wait to escape from everything I’ve written 
Leaping from the words the moment you see em

So tonightt I am defying my sleep cycle 
Gonna try to give life to these dreams that I pull
From the hat on my skull That been getting too full 
With ideas and scenarios playing like a film roll 
On repeat so I need to hit focus and record
Can’t miss a thing double checking every cord
I know that the final piece is my only reward 
I blow through minutes and hours with every step taken towards
My gold

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4am (*thommo* and EllE)

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